About last week's episode, damn. That ending, you know?

Anyways, I've decided to continue this little story, and I'm guessing I'll go for five chapters or so? I decided to go down the more comedic route than serious, albeit the comedy will be more 'black comedy' since I've wanted to practice writing black comedy.

Disclaimer: Oreimo belongs to people/a person out in Japan, not sweet little innocent America.


It's true that Kyousuke was a disgusting and perverted sister lover, one who corrupted everything that surrounded him and even had a horrendous lust for her, but Ayase was determined to save Onii-san's life from the evil Kuroneko.

Granted, her last attempt on the cosplayer's life had failed dramatically when she realized that she had forgotten to load her sniper rifle, but dammit she knew she wouldn't fail this time! Ayase had decided not to try another assassination attempt with her sniper rifle because she thought that perhaps it would bring bad luck, and in the end she had decided on a much more delicate and subtle way of killing the evil bitch: she was going to bomb the shit out of her house.

It had taken Ayase a while for her to gather all the proper materials that she needed to create the amount of homemade bombs that she wanted to use, and even longer for her to sneak into Kuroneko's house to plant said bombs when she thought that all of the house's inhabitants were away, and at the moment Ayase was quietly sitting on a bench down the street minding her own business, watching Kuroneko's house with a pair of binoculars. The bombs would be going off at any moment, and soon poor Onii-san wouldn't have to live being afraid anymore of being raped day in and day out.

"What are you doing?" Ayase heard a soft voice ask, while feeling something tug on the fabric of her school uniform that she had neglected changing out of before her holy mission.

"I'm hunting down an evil woman," she responded, before lowering her binoculars and realizing that she had just confessed to a possible witness that she was hunting somebody down, right before a huge explosion was supposed to go off in the neighborhood.

Looking down at the tiny person who had tugged on her clothing, Ayase only blinked when she saw that she was now in the company of a little girl who was sporting a bowl cut. This was bad, really bad, and the cogs starting turning in Ayase's mind as she thought of what to do. She of course always had the cyanide pills that she always carried around for the purpose of eliminating witnesses if things were to come to that, but Ayase wasn't sure if it was really okay to use the pill on the little girl.

"You're pretty!"

"Thank you," Ayase replied as she set down her binoculars and began to rummage through her school bag to find her container that held her cyanide pills, which would be right next to the container of anthrax if everything was how she had left it, "you're very cute as well."

The little girl smiled brightly, and plopped herself right next to Ayase on the bench. Truthfully, it was much too close for Ayase's liking since it only meant that the little girl would be able to get a better look at her and thus could possibly be able to give police sketch artists something that they could go by were the authorities to question Kuroneko's neighborhood if they had seen anything suspicious prior to the grand explosion that was going to happen in just a few short moments.

"I'm Tamaki! What's your name?"

When the little girl spoke, Ayase thought that she had found the cyanide pills but frowned when it only turned out to be the ricin that she had gotten her hands on the week prior. As an avid fan of AMC's hit show Breaking Bad which had won Bryan Cranston three consecutive Emmy wins for Outstanding Lead Actor in a Drama Series, she had learned by watching the show that ricin was a very deadly poison that was hard to detect in an autopsy, and for that reason she had made sure to gather the substance 'just in case'.

However, she immediately stopped searching for the pills once she realized that she recognized the name 'Tamaki' from somewhere. Opening up another section of her school bag, Ayase pulled out a black binder. Holding the binder in a way that the little girl beside her couldn't see what she was looking at, she began to flip through the its contents. Sure enough, when Ayase reached the section labeled "bitch's family" there was a picture of the little girl who was keeping her company, Tamaki being Kuroneko's six year old little sister.

"What's your name?" Tamaki repeated, smiling happily as ever.

Hesitating and biting the inside of her cheek, Ayase didn't quite know what to do. It would make it look doubly suspicious if someone bombed the Gokou household and then also proceeded to slaughter the youngest Gokou daughter while she had been playing down the street. It was doubtful considering all the bombs and chemicals that she had used, but if the cops were incompetent enough, the possibility existed that the explosion could be classified as being simply a run of the mill household accident.

"My name is Kurusu," Ayase finally spoke as she decided that she wouldn't slay Tamaki, "Kurusu Kanako."

It was at that moment that a huge explosion happened right down the street, completely obliterating the house that Ayase had planted the bombs in. There was little more than smoldering ash left, and what wasn't ash was simply now on fire. As she began to put her things away in her schoolbag so that she could leave the crime scene as soon as possible, Ayase was confident that Kuroneko had no way of surviving the explosion. The wicked witch was dead!

"Wow, the neighbor's house just blew up!"

And said confidence immediately vanished with that exclamation from sweet little Tamaki. Gripping onto the black binder which was the last thing that she needed to put away, Ayase looked away from the burning building down the street, and then to Tamaki, and then to the building once more.

"The neighbor's house?"

"Good thing they're out on vacation!"

When she had had the plan of sniping Kuroneko from a rooftop the previous week, she had been sure that she would remember which house exactly belonged to the whore that was stealing away Kyousuke, but Ayase realized that she had made a mistake once little Tamaki began happily humming a tune to one of those demented shows that Kirino loved.

Tucking the black binder away, Ayase zipped up her school bag, but not before pulling out one tiny little plastic bag that she brought specifically for when she left the crime scene. It seemed that Kuroneko would live to see another day, but Ayase swore to herself that the slut's day of reckoning would soon come.

"Bye Tamaki-chan! Don't forget my name!" Ayase gladly said farewell to Tamaki as she stood up from the bench and began to walk away.

"Bye Kanako-neechan!"

The little girl seemed happy as she called out from behind her, and Ayase could only smile as she finally emptied out the contents of the plastic bag out onto the street, a bit of hair. Police cars and fire trucks roared down the street passed her, and Ayase began to absently hum the tune to that twisted Meruru show, not worried at all about the authorities who would surely thoroughly search the area. After all, it wasn't her DNA that would be found near the crime scene, it was Kanako's.


I find Kanako to be an awesome character. Anyways, maybe next chapter Ayase will try out anthrax? If you have an assassination suggestion just let me know.

Also, if you haven't seen Breaking Bad you need to get on that immediately.