April 10th 2015 (prt2)

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Ayano's Pov

Everything is going according to plan. Well sort of.

Last night went over like a lead balloon.

That Simp wasn't supposed to be killed. The plan was simple actually. When I broke into his house, I realized he and I were cut from the same cloth. Only he is much more normal.

We discussed the plan. Once Osana and I got their he would 'Kayo' me and take her home.

But humans are so unpredictable. Well Osana is at least. She killed the Simp, and told Senpai. It's not at all what I expected.

My Senpai pushed her out of his life. So she isn't a threat.

She is interesting. I told her I would stay by her side all day. I can't figure out why.

"It's 7:30 girls and you don't want to be late do for your last day do you Osa-chan?" Hanakō says as he walks up to us.

"Nani! What are you doing here Han'neko? And how much did you hear?" Osana says as she pales.

"All of it. And although I can't say that I would do the same. But, I can say I understand your reasoning and I don't look at you any different." He responds. What is wrong with this boy? Most people would act the exact opposite. What was that? some of that a lie? I guess I understand average people wouldn't want to upset a murderer I suppose. Something tells me that it is more than that though. It feels as if we are one and the same in a sense.

"Thank you Han'neko, your right we should keep on our way to school." Osana says as the group of us walked to school.

Getting through the gates began the trouble. Because Kokomi was standing there as if she was waiting for 'us'. "Oh look who decided to show her face around here! Its Little Miss. Crazy Bitch, Osana Najimi!" She snarks and I could tell she was Snapping all of this. I was about to warn her but as usual Osana speaks before she thinks.

"Your brother was a good for nothing creep! I am glad that I killed him, so his incessant texts aren't bothering me anymore!"

"Really?! You Slut! You led him on and shit. Then lured him into a private area and murdered him in cold-blood! Are you so delusional that you believe that you were the victim here? How insane is this bitch!"

"C'mon Osana we have some business to attend to lets go change our shoes." I say trying to deescalate the scenario she got herself into.

"Oh No! I'M Not Done With You! You are a murderer. You killed my Brother and somehow it was written off as self-defense. We all know that's some bullshit! You deserve to rot in prison! And I'll see to it that everyone knows about your actions!" The Ganguro girl says.

"Keep talking and I will knock your nasty ass bleached hair out."

"Oh you will? Will you? Fucking try me you stupid cunt!" With that the two girls started lunged at each other.

"Should I Interfere Osana?!" I yell asked.

"No!" The two girls say.

"We should get a teacher or student council member." The little boy to my right says. As he takes my arm and drags me away. Once passed the lockers he lets go of my arm. "Weather or not we get a teacher or a council member we have to leave the area or else we will get in trouble. Don't want to get ISS in your first week do you Senpai?" He says. "We can probably watch from the roof. And you can tell me about what happened last night!" The hyper first year says as he once again leads me somewhere.

The fight was over and both girls were being pulled away from each other and taken to the office.

"Shame we missed it." I heard Hanakō say. "Now its just you and me."

"Sorry I have some where to be." I say as I go to leave. He grabbed my wrist harder than I thought he would be capable of.

"No, lets hang out until class time. Unless you want me to tell Big Brother that I saw you stalking him." He says not letting go. I narrowed my eyes in annoyance. I wasn't expecting a fight today so I left my pocket knife at home. "C'mon we could have fun! Give me a chance." I knodded. "We can play 20 questions. It's where I ask you a question and then you retaliate with your own question."

"Alright. Ask away." I say as I sit down on the bench behind us.

"When is your birthday?"

"March 31st. What is your brother's favorite color?" He looked annoyed.

"Probably Blue. What is your favorite song to sing karaoke to?"

"I don't sing. What is your brother's favorite food?"

"You never sing? But your voice is so beautiful! I bet you are an amazing singer!"

"Not likely I never sing. You haven't answered my question."

"I don't know why you are so interested in him. And your questions are boring."

"Then whats the point of playing this game. Just let me leave."

"No no. We can keep playing. His favorite food is probably fish sticks and tatar sauce. How often do you brush your hair?"

"Once a week. What does your brother want to do after graduation?"

"Really? But your hair is so beautiful can I brush it while we finish the game?" I knod in response and he sits down next to me a pulled out a brush from his bag "My brother wants to be an author and have like 6 kids." He says as he starts brushing my hair. "How many pairs of shoes do you own?"

"6. School shoes, everyday shoes, running shoes, house shoes, Dress up shoes, and Shower shoes."

"What is your favorite animal?" I have to try to seem normal. It isn't normal to only ask about senpai in these kinds of situations.

"My favorite animal?" He pauses "Rabbits. They have Kittens! What is your biggest fear?"

"Nothing. I'm not afraid of anything."

"Not true, all humans have at least one fear."

"Not me. What is your biggest fear?"

"Nothing. I'm a man, Leibling." He whispered into my ear. "How many children do you want."

"A daughter." I answered. At this point he was breathing in my ear.

"That's doable."

"Um. Hanako?"

I felt him jump. "I braided your hair. I hope you like it." He says as he stands up. I noticed that his face was beat red.

The bell ran and I bowed and went to my class. What is his deal? He is strange. I'll ask Kumi about his actions.

Osana was sent home and I didn't see her in class. Lunch came and I watched MY Senpai and his brother eat lunch. The rest of the day was boring per usual.

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