Hi guys and welcome to...this monstrosity of a tale! This is just a ridiculous story about ridiculous things somewhat parodying my favorite murder mystery novel, And Then There Were None by Agatha Christie. It'll be a series of disasters after another, and for this particular plot-line, everything takes place over summer vacation so let's assume for now no rival has confessed to Senpai yet. With those things in mind, please enjoy!

Crazy Murder House Party!

Chapter One: The Invitation

The beginning of August initiated the start of an epic summer for the Akademi High School faculty and student body. Once the final bell echoed its way throughout the school, excited students crowded out of their classrooms and dashed down towards their lockers with summer hopes, goals and dreams tumbling in their minds. Friends exited the building with smiles plastered on their faces and hearts ready for the adventures awaiting them around each and every corner. Though the summer would last a single month, it was enough time to fulfill plans and hopefully experience something new and exciting. Maybe even the start of a summer romance.

Although Ayano Aishi left the school grounds alone, she knew she wouldn't be returning as a single student any longer. With her parents away and time to kill, she had already devised a plan for the next few weeks and how she was going to win her Senpai's heart. That was at least what she had in mind until the following morning. She had awakened to the summer sun with a smile and was about to set off on her quest when something odd caught her eye. Jutting out of her mailbox was a white, silky envelope sealed with a pink heart sticker. Ayano held it before her eyes and carefully scanned it while flipping it over.

"To Ayano Aishi," She read her name scrawled in beautiful handwriting on the back of the envelope. Once she recognized the pattern and style of the writing, she immediately threw aside her current summer plans and gently opened the flap, a small letter resting inside. She tucked the seal under her arm and read over the contents of the handwritten invitation.

"I-Is this for real?!"Ayano muttered aloud while she read over the writing with a trembling hand. Handwritten and just for her was an invite to Senpai's beach house. Her Senpai's beach house! He wanted her, Ayano Aishi, to spend time with him at his summer beach house! Ayano paused and furiously nodded her head with tears welling in her eyes. Finally, somehow and somewhere, there was a greater being embracing their destiny and bringing the two closer together.

The lovesick girl bolted back inside her house and carefully added the invite to her precious Senpai shrine, not before smelling it and soaking up his sweet manly scents. It smelled just as incredible as the underwear hanging in the highest compartment of her shelves, her ultimate pride and joy. This invitation was written by him and directly for her, which meant she would eventually have to shelter in a glass case, but after their vacation of course.

She began to pack her bags with a jolly tune while not even questioning the integrity of the letter and why he, who had never once talked to her, asked her to spend time with him. Though the print said she'd stay for a single week, the girl basically ripped out her drawers and dumped whatever clothing she owned, every single panty she possessed, into her conveniently large suitcase. She figured he'd beg her to stay a few weeks longer, possibly until the end of vacation, and it was best to be prepared. And to further the fact that she was prepared, she decided to stuff her bag with some "other utensils" just in case someone else got in the way.

All that was left was for her to sleep and dream about the wonderful times ahead of her. Not an ounce of suspicion crossed her mind because she didn't need to worry. She sniffed the letter for proof, examined the writing style for proof, and packed other things if the situation took a different turn. He even mentioned something about a lovely banquet being served to her once she arrived at 5:00 the next day. For Ayano Aishi, her dreams were finally becoming a reality.

Sunday, 4:45p.m.

After a distance of a ride, Ayano forcefully pedaled her bike up the narrow path leading to Senpai's beach house. Beyond the house, Ayano could see the golden sun setting in the distance as its rays glistened over the waters crashing against the beach shore. The thought of her and Senpai dashing about hand-in-hand along the shoreline sparked a smile on her face. She couldn't wait to show Senpai her bikini, a moment she had been dreaming about for so long. Sure his family would also be living in the house with them but Ayano knew her and Senpai would find the time to escape and embark on their own private adventures. Everything would be perfect.

With excitement fluttering in her heart, the girl tossed her bike over in some corner and dragged the massive suitcase up the steps and towards the building's front door. This was it. She found herself staring down at the doorbell and debating whether to press it or not. It was bold for Senpai to make the first move but Ayano was still just as nervous as she was excited. Once she'd pressed that tiny button, her beloved Senpai would open the doors and speak to her for the first time. It was a good thing she chose to come early just so he could see how dedicated she was. It was now or never.

Ayano jabbed her finger against the button and a sympathy of echoes pounded from within the house. She could hear approaching footsteps and felt her body shake and dive into a further panic. Soon he would open the door and break the ice between the two of them, his face smiling at her own. Her eyes retreated to the floor as she clutched the handle of her bag until her knuckles turned white. This was it, no turning back. The door swung open.

"Um, S-Senpai?" Ayano muttered in a cute and anxious tone.

The air between them grew silent for a moment until it was beat to death by an enormous welcome.

"Ayano! You made it!" The voice exclaimed in front of her. A very, very feminine and irritating voice, to be precise.

Ayano froze in place and blinked at the ground before slowly tilting her head at her greeter. Standing in front of her was a familiar green haired girl dressed in a maid's outfit who had her signature phone planted in her hand.

"Midori!" Ayano shouted and scanned the girl once more. "Why the hell are you here?!"

"Thaaaaaaat's right!" Midori winked and swiftly grabbed onto Ayano's arm. With a forceful tug, Ayano was dragged into the house and thrown into the foyer while Midori slammed the front door shut. The dark haired girl turned around and stared in horror at the other female not only standing in Senpai's beach house but also wearing questionable attire.

"And why are you dressed like that?!" Ayano motioned her hands at Midori's outfit and prayed that it was for reasons other than what she was thinking. It had better not of been linked to what she was thinking. She applauded herself for packing those extra "utensils."

"Oh, this old thing?" Midori chuckled and stretched the material outward.

"Yes." Ayano scowled and already had a hand reaching into her bag for a weapon. Just in case.

"Well…it's for the role!" She shouted in joy and much to Ayano's chagrin.

"Huh?!" Ayano's eyes widened as she stumbled back on her feet. "Role!? As in roleplay?!"

"Ha-ha, no silly! I'm the maid of the manor," She stuck her tongue out in a playful manner and performed a curtsy in front of the startled girl.

"This is a beach house, Midori. Senpai's beach house to be exact." Ayano muttered through gritted teeth."

"Oh, I know that. You see, I get why I'm a maid but I don't get why I'm here." She pouted and dragged her phone up to her face. "And worst of all, YandereDev won't tell me why! He's been so cryptic since school let out!"

She began to angrily punch in letters on her keyboard while Ayano tried to make sense of what the hell she was talking about. In the midst of this bizarre and unnatural situation, Ayano figured it was time to play detective, and then result to killing if need be.

"So, where is Senpai?" Ayano decided to ask the most important question of them all but Midori seemed too consumed in her conversation with her imaginary friend, as always. Whoever YandereDev was, how the hell did he manage such a pain in the ass?

Ayano pinched the bridge of her nose and cleared her throat once more. "Midori!"

"Huh? Oh!" The green haired maid gave off a nervous chuckle and whipped her phone away. "Yeah?"

"Where's Taro?!"

"Ohhhh him," Midori nodded and brought her finger up to her chin. "He won't be joining the group just yet."

"Wait, wait," Ayano shook her head, "What do you mean by the group?"

"Well everyone in the dining room of course!" Midori began to burst in laughter as if the mention of the group was common knowledge.

Instead of sifting for answers from an idiot, Ayano shoved passed the ditsy maid and followed the trail of classical music echoing from down the hall. She needed to get to the bottom of this messed up charade and find out what was really going on. She couldn't deny that the letter was written by Senpai but something about the whole situation seemed off the wall. Ayano approached the wide framed door with an ominous expression and kicked it open with a single gesture. The wooden doors swung outwards on impact and Ayano marched right into the dining room bursting with light.

Her feet froze in place as she stared at the people surrounding the large, rectangular table adorned with candles, plates and napkins. Before her sat the faces of all her rivals, each one staring back at each other with the same shocked expression. Ayano started from the far left and scanned over each person until she reached the lone chair resting closest to her. Osana, Amai, Kizana, Oka, Asu, the school nurse, a substitute teacher, Osoro, Megami, and even Kokona!?

Midori appeared behind a dumbstruck Ayano and waved her hands in front of the other unamused visitors.

"Okay everyone! Our final guest has arrived! This is Ayano Aishi!" Midori smiled and motioned her arms at Ayano as if she were revealing some sort of fabulous prize.

"We know!" Everyone replied in unison, each voice reflecting a different tone towards the new addition to their circle.

"See, everything works out in the end!" Midori grinned while placing her hands on Ayano's back and shoving the frozen girl over to her new seat next to Kokona. Ayano could feel eleven eyes stare at her while she was forced into her chair by the overly cheerful maid.

"Why was she invited?" Megami scowled and leaned over Kokona who was unfortunate enough to be seated between the two. Ayano returned the deadly expression and balled her hands into tight fists, much to Kokona's dismay. The purple haired girl felt herself shrink in her seat while the two shot at each other with laser eyes.

"Why are any of you here?!" Osana whined from across the table and glared over at all the unwanted guests. "I'm at least Senpai's friend, so I have the right to be here!"

"You that much of a dumbass? We all clearly received an invitation, that's why!" Osoro spat back with her arms crossed. Though she always looked generally pissed, she was really ticked off tonight!

"Well I thought we were supposed to be having some 'private' summer lessons," The teacher muttered in her natural seductive tone.

Kizana glanced over at the older woman in disgust while filing her nails. "Eww, why would he want to invite over an old hag?"

"Why you little—!"

"Alright everyone! Calm down, calm down!" Midori attempted to whistle through her fingers but ended up spraying spit everywhere.

"Where is he anyways? He always keeps me waiting!" Osana complained in a loud, straining voice. Ayano glared at the pigtailed menace while running her fingers along the sharp edges of her steak knife.

"Unfortunately, YandereDev told me Senpai was running a bit late. So I can serve you your meals right now!" Midori bowed and rushed through the side doors and into the kitchen where she tried to stack multiple dishes onto a large silver platter. Oka looked up from her lap and directed her attention towards where Midori vanished.

"I…worry for…that girl," She spoke softly and everyone nodded in agreement. At least they all had one thing in common.

"Something about this isn't right." Megami nodded at the other girls only to receive a snicker from Ayano.

"What made you think that?" She tilted her head at the silver haired president who furiously dug her nails into the tablecloth.

"I think Megami has a point. Although I think it's quite wonderful for all of us to gather here for a meal, something about it just seems a little bit strange." Amai nodded from her seat with concerned eyes.

"Agreed, this place kind of gives me the creeps actually," Kizana finally put down her nail file and stared at the center of the table. "Not to mention those ugly little plush dolls."

The group had been so consumed in their bickering and confusion that they had missed the single most important detail in the entire room. At the center of the table rested a large platter containing chibi version dolls of themselves. Really though, how had they not noticed this?

"Oh wow, mine's even wearing the sweatshirt I wrap around my waist!" Asu reached her hand for the smaller version of herself and pointed to the yellow article of clothing hanging from its hips.

Amai grabbed her little doll and smiled at the little treats sewn in her mini hands. "They're actually kind of cute!"

"Voodoo." Oka held hers up and appreciated the needles sticking out of its cloth.

"Ha, even Ayano's is holding a knife!" Osana waved the mini Yandere in her palm only to have Ayano reach over the table and snatch it in a flash.

She plopped back down in her seat and dangled the mini her from its stubby hand, the other hand indeed holding a small fabric knife. She couldn't understand why the others thought those little demon spawns were adorable. Instead, she was curious as to why they were even here in the first place! Did Senpai have a secret passion for arts and crafts or was this another addition to the sick joke unfolding around her?

The random invitation, Midori as a maid, demonic plushies and the fact that she was forced to dine with her enemies—it all seemed too bizarre. She had experienced some pretty strange things, but this outshined them all. Whatever was happening, Ayano was determined to get to the bottom of it and uncover the mystery around her.

She only hoped the situation couldn't get any weirder.

Like I said, a ridiculous story about ridiculous things! So as you may have noticed, I did not add Senpai's little sister and well that's just because I'm saving her from the madness about to ensue later on. Well well, 12 people present in the house eh? What'll happen next? Stay tuned!