Four days later.
"Class, I have the result of your projects!" the teacher said.
Silence. Anxiousness was in the air. Their teacher gave them back their books and got out a sheet of paper, obviously their grades.
"The perfect grade belongs to... SYAORAN LI AND ERIOL HIIRAGIZAWA!" their teacher shouted.
There were cheers from their classmates.
"How did you do it?" Sakura asked.
"Look," was the word Syaoran and Eriol said. If only that was the answer to everyone else's problems.
They sounded like they were on the verge of laughter. They probably were. Sakura and Tomoyo looked at their books and flipped the pages, and they saw one thing in common.
There were pictures of incredibly handsome men and there were also pictures of incredibly beautiful women, those were Syaoran and Eriol's ancestors. So that was what had gotten them the perfect grade, they had appeased their teacher, using to their advantage, the fact that their teacher was gay... This would be a very funny memory, a very funny one indeed.
I have nothing against homosexuals. Male homosexuals, to be more exact.
This was short because this is the epilogue. I'm sorry if it was lackluster.