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(Author's Note: Two Cross Trante will now be abbreviated to XX Trante.)
Once again, I awoke to the sound of an angry roar. Remembering the events of yesterday, I jumped to my feet and stood to attention by putting two fingers on my right hand to my shoulder. This was something the geezer had told me to do when I see someone higher ranked than me, which was practically everyone here.
The others had gotten up as well and looked at me strangely. However, the burly man looked surprised, then satisfied.
"Hmph, it seems you've finally learnt how to greet a superior. Who taught you?"
"Umm, it was the disciplinarian, sir."
"That old man? Why in the hell would he help you out?"
Smiling bitterly, I proceeded to tell him of my predicament.
"I'm now his assistant."
"Assistant?"
He burst out laughing.