It is Wednesday and Ayano is done.

The ominous text messages from Info and Midori's return from the dead were not a good combination for Ayano. She has a life to get through. Homework and romance is one thing but this supernatural nonsense and cryptic double meaning words is on a level of bullshit that Ayano does not want to deal with today.

Today is all about Taro. Correction, every day of Ayano's life is about him but today is when she finds a way to get rid of Osana Najimi, his childhood friend that is so whiny and dares insults him.

Yeah, she needs to go. And yet Ayano feels a little too worrisome that if she kills Osana, she might come back to life and tell Taro every bloody detail about Ayano. Maybe she's being a little too paranoid.

No, Ayano doesn't want to risk that. She'll take a resurrected, dumb Midori over loud, zombie Osana.

And so Ayano can be seen watching intently at Taro and Osana walking to school together.

"You always keep me waiting," Osana loudly complained.

"I'm sorry, Hanako and I were trying to cook breakfast today and well," Taro scratched his cheek with a quirky smile.

Osana huffed, "I can imagine a million things that have gone wrong. You big dumbie, we both know that you have no experience in cooking. Seriously, you should know better than to start a fire this early in the morning."

"First off there was no fire." Osana gave him an unconvinced look. "Alright, not a particularly big fire but no one got hurt. I just thought that maybe I could make a breakfast for the both of us. I want to be a good older brother."

At his genuine smile, Osana rolled her eyes and reassured, "You're doing fine Taro, honestly it's like you're trying a little too hard."

He shrugged and said softer, "Thanks. I just hope that maybe one day I'll be able to cook up a meal for us to share."

Taro didn't notice Osana falling out of step with him, nor her red cheeks as she stride next to him, "That will be a day in the far, far future. It'll be faster if I just made lunch for us."

"That sounds wonderful!"

A laugh choked out of a blushing Osana, "Of course it'll be wonderful, better than anything that you dare even call a cooked meal." At Taro's quick grimace and frown, she rephrased, "I didn't it like that. I just wanted to compare your lack of skills to um, not that you're not skillful." To stop herself from rambling she used her best way to stop a conversation, "Just forget it!"

By the time they finished up in the shoe locker room, Ayano swallowed down the bile in her throat and stopped the urge to stab Osana repeatedly. Just like what she did to Midori. Only this time Osana wouldn't come back to life unlike Midori.

Ayano groaned. She just wanted one day of peace and Senpai, simple as that. But unfortunately not today, it's time to investigate Osana to destroy her life.

By lunch time, Ayano has gotten a few ideas on what to do. She didn't have any more pantie shots for Info-chan (and also she has been ignoring all of Ayano's messages), so Ayano went to the next best persons for information – the Social Butterflies.

They feed off of gossip and favors, acting all friendly and nice when they would throw another girl under the bus for their own benefit. TV shows and movies give off the impression that popularity is a cruel competition so some semblance of fiction must be based of reality (or at least that's how Ayano thinks that's how it goes).

Ayano is not a person known for talking. Hell, the person she communicates with the most is an anonymous whose currency is perverted photos. So aside from Info, Ayano gets second hand information of rumors and observation on the students of her school. Socializing was never something that seemed useful to Ayano so she doesn't bother talking to her fellow classmates. Also it made no sense to her.

She's fine on her own without friends or family. Then she met Taro Yamada and she was no longer fine, she was never fine, desperate to have him. And to have him, she needed to do all the things she has never done and more. Like murdering and stalking and talking to people.

The killing doesn't really bother Ayano, she's learn enough on how to get away from consequences after murdering that one blonde pigtailed girl, always standing by a tree, and had an obvious crush on Senpai. But since Midori for some forsaken reason came back to life, Ayano feels like she should be on edge, especially after Info going off grind on her.

Just carry on, Ayano thinks, one problem at a time and right now it is sabotaging Osana's relationship with Senpai. Her best bet on getting dirt on Osana is by befriending the one Social Butterfly that has talked to her.

Kokona Haruka is a pretty simple character to Ayano. Purple hair, twin drills, and she's in the Cooking Club. That's pretty much all the information that Ayano has on her without Info-chan's help. There's also the fact that Kokona can be unbearably friendly to practically everyone, Ayano included.

The girl isn't much of a pest like one of Ayano's rivals, her company can be quite pleasant but Ayano can't help but feel awkward whenever Kokona starts talking to her. Idle and mindless chatter, yes she can handle, but talking about her interests? Ayano can't just say that her hobbies is all about stalking Taro and gutting down anyone who displays an interest in him.

But back to the task at hand which is helping out Kokona. Currently it is getting her a new uniform that fits her and her... top heaviness. Hmm, Ayano never wonder what the perks and struggles it is to have large boobs.

Regardless, Ayano was able to get Kokona a modified uniform and in return Ayano got some news.

"This fits much better," Kokona happily giggled, smoothing down her new shirt. She had walked out of the girls' restroom wearing the new uniform with her old one folded over her arm. "Thanks again Ayano, I guess I don't need this anymore," she says, tossing the old uniform into the nearest trashcan. "I didn't know you could sew. Maybe you should join the Theater Club. I bet you'd be great help with the costumes."

"No, I rather avoid that club leader," Ayano said.

Kokona grimaced and gave an awkward laugh, "Yeah, I get that. Oh you should join me and Saki for lunch today!"

"Sure," Ayano nodded, "By the way, I noticed Osana talking to you between classes. I didn't know you two were close."

"We're not," she shrugged as they began walking back to the main courtyard. "She asked if the cooking clubroom was free for other students. I'm guessing that she's planning to cook something. When I asked what she got real defensive about it like," Kokona made a 'whoa chill out' expression, pressed lips and wide eyes, "Geez, no need to yell at me."

Ayano scoffed, "Maybe Osana should join the Theater Club. She can be overdramatic."

Again Kokona giggled, "Ha, good one."

Just when they reached the open doors to the courtyard, there was someone waiting for them. Midori was standing there, smiling.

"Ayano Aishi," she said cheerfully and immediately Ayano knew something bad was about to happen. "I need to talk to you."

The girl in question put up a smile to Kokona, "I guess I'll have lunch with you another time then." Once Kokona went outside it was Midori who closed the doors. It was just the two of them in the empty corridor, just like Monday.

Midori just smiled at her and it was absolutely unnerving. She killed her and only now has the dead girl come to haunt her killer.

"Ayano Aishi," she repeated, "I need to talk to you."

"About what?" Ayano slowly reached for the knife stashed on her person.

The green haired girl chirped, "Taro Yamada. He sure is nice and such a cutie too!"

Describing what happened next can be summed up with the expression 'in a blink of an eye'. But Midori Gurin did not blink, nor did her smile falter, when Ayano grabbed her shoulder and smashed her body to the wall, pressing the knife to Midori's throat.

"I killed you," the knife wielder growled lowly. "You should be dead."

"Well, I don't feel dead," she says casually, as if she's not in danger of getting killed (again). "Did you watch me die? In movies and video games, you should never turn your back on the dead bodies. Otherwise they might just come back to life in the sequel!"

"Then I'll watch your body burn." Ayano slit her throat, simple as that. This has to be simple since it is lunch time and anyone can just walk in and see Midori smiling with a bleeding neck.

It was really uncomfortable and weird when Midori giggled as she slowly died. Ayano began hauling Midori's limb body down the hall. She knows that the incinerator is the best place to get rid of the body, plus she does want to watch Midori burn, but there's also the delinquents that hang out there at this hour.

She thinks she was an idea and acts quickly.

Near the end of the lunch hour Ayano has the decapitated limbs of Midori stuffed inside an abandoned cello case. Along the way, Ayano's shirt was bloodied but now she's wearing Kokona's discarded uniform shirt. Improvising is definitely one of Ayano's skills.

And so she lugs an innocent looking cello case towards the school furnace only to be stopped by the delinquents.

Instantly they crowd her with mocking, snide comments. One even gets in her face, poking at her collarbone, "What's a girl like you just walking over here? You look like an odd ball with that case of yours. Oh, what a very convincing scary face you got there."

At this point, Ayano was ready to slap a bitch, possibly stab as well. Instead someone intervened.

"Hey, knock it off all of you!" Budo Masuta stepped in and placed himself in between Ayano and the delinquents, "She's done nothing to you so you should all beat it. Otherwise I will not hesitate have the counselor expel you for harassment or would you rather I pin you down."

The delinquents actually hesitated to Ayano's surprise. To her knowledge Budo is the Martial Arts Club President, given his headband, and that he's fairly popular. Surely the idea of strength in numbers gave the delinquents the advantage but instead they decided to leave, with a few of them flipping their middle fingers at Budo.

"I honestly thought they were going to beat you up," Ayano said.

"You don't have to worry about me," Budo reassured.

"Trust me, I don't," Ayano muttered but she's sure that he heard her.

She finally had the cello case by the incinerator when Budo asked, "So why did you bring that here?"

Improvisation, her mind remembered and blurted the first thing that can make a boy go away.

"I'm burning panties." A beat passed with Ayano's face unwavering and Budo was definitely caught off guard.

His face was turning pink, "What?"

"I do not want to discuss my menstrual cycle to you so leave me be."

Budo decided to stare at the ground and rub his neck, "Ah yeah, okay I'll go, yeah."

He couldn't leave fast enough but he was still close to hear Ayano say, "Also don't tell anyone about this." Ayano pretty sure that in his gibberish response he promised to never mention this.

Ayano sighed in relief, she was not sure she would be able to pull that off with just mention bloody underwear but hey, she's not complaining. Now, back to business, she begins throwing Midori's limps into the furnace and true to her word, she watches the body burn.

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When Ayano told her that something was strange with Midori, Oka did not expect this. She didn't understand what even happened.

Or at the every least, she wants to surrpress the memory.

Oka Ruto was spying on Midori during lunch. Everything seemed normal enough on her first spying segment yesterday but later when she consulted to the spirits if Midori was a vessel or was in contact with them, something unusual happened. Her ritual was a standard divine calling one and when she asked her question, the answer was that Midori not a product of nature.

This brought more question than answers, one being to how Ayano Aishi was the first one to find something odd about Midori in the supernatural sense.

With this new knowledge, she had hope she'll notice something different in her second time spying on Midori. Several things happened.

Her schedule seemed fairly normal with classes and all but she didn't talk to anyone today. Oka could've sworn that Midori occasionally talks to the Science Club. Then at lunch is when normalcy drops.

Midori Gurin received a call, a short one where all she said was "Okei-doki" and left the rooftop, down to the bottom floor to call for Ayano Aishi.

Oka was spying around the corridor and saw Ayano kill Midori. It happened too fast for her, Midori mentioned the name Taro and then Ayano pinned her against the wall. They were speaking too low for Oka to hear but it didn't matter once Oka watch Ayano slit Midori's throat and drag her body away.

Her knees were wobbly and her eyes were tearing up a lot but for some reason- curiosity? panic? a demon?- Oka followed Ayano. It was a slow, unsteady walk to the doors leading outside for Oka and she cracked a door open to peek outside. By that time, Ayano had wandered off and brought back a circular saw. Ayano began cutting off Midori's limbs.

Oka was in shock. She watched blood splatter everywhere and Ayano had the tiniest glimpse of a smiling while doing this. Ayano saved Midori's head for last and this time, it was an angry, furious snarl that was on her face. Oka finally snapped out of it and crawled away as fast and quiet as she could, all the way back to her club room, her safe place.

Her back was pressed against the closed door and she just sat there, hugging her knees with a tight grip. She was breathing harshly as new tears filled her eyes and she was sure that those gross whines and nonsense words were coming from her mouth.

The words she tried to speak were all lagging behind her thoughts, trying to comprehend everything. When Oka first met Ayano, she sensed something coming from the stoic girl.

It was loneliness.

Ayano radiates loneliness.

And Oka related to that, that loneliness of a quiet girl with no friends. She even played with the idea of trying to be Ayano's friend. Oka truly thought that maybe one day, they could be good friends.

That dark face of malice flashed within her mind. If something was astray with a person, Oka's first theory would lead to the occult but she saw Ayano's face. There was no demon possessing her, no supernatural aura on her.

Ayano Aishi is human and that terrifies Oka.

There is no outside force controlling Ayano, no dark curse compelling her, and no demon persuading her. It was all her choice to kill someone. Ayano has the tools and willpower to do something as extreme as murder.

Oka is so scared that she stayed silent throughout the whole day, not mentioning the absence of Midori and canceling her club meeting that day.

She went home scared and consulted her books, her occult books that give her comfort and knowledge.

Too many thoughts on how Ayano was human.

And never did her mind ever wonder why in her last ritual, the dark gods consider that Midori was not human.

Updates will be on Tuesday.

II am having fun adding other characters' perspective scenes so expect more of it. Huh, I almost forgot that I need to put a character for line breaks. So yeah, expect a lot of []'s.

Edit: fixed shit like spacing and words

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