When Ayano arrived at school, she was slightly late and as she came up to the hill; she was surprised to see an ambulance outside of the school. As she stepped closer, she saw the drama club hanging around asking questions to the ambulance team. Among them was Kokona, who had worried tears in her eyes.
"Is she alright?" she begged to one of the paramedics, her voice full of worry. This concerned Ayano, who had been injured?
"She'll be alright, she just broke her ankle and cracked her forehead. She'll be fine after she rests a bit."
"Oh thank god..." then she noticed Ayano, waving her over. "Hello...Yan-tan, sorry that you had to see me in this state," she wiped her eyes. "Me and the drama club arrived earlier, since we have an upcoming performance to practice for...but..."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Flashback~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
That morning, the drama club were hanging around in the gym. Kitagawa Tokuko and Yamazaki Tsuruzo were already on the stage, practising their lines for the upcoming play. Kizana entered the stage as her lines called for, but a slight mistake was her undoing.
She accidentally stepped too close to the edge of the stage and her foot slipped, her eyes widening as she fell towards the floor. The last thing she heard was the yell of her name from a familiar voice. She hit her head and her ankle when she slammed into the wooden floor of the gym, pain shooting through her as she barely was able to keep awake. She vaguely could see Kokona over her with a pale face. "Ko...ko...na..." then the world faded into darkness.
Kokona screamed, fearing the worst in that scenario. Soma Riku was already calling the ambulance for the unconscious girl on the floor. As she settled down a little, Kokona began to shake her cousin. "Come on, Kizana-nee-tan. Wake up, wake up!" she pleaded, worried that her cousin wouldn't wake up. During this time, Torayoshi Shiromi had walked into the room having heard Kokona's previous scream.
"What happened?" she asked, an unsettling smile on her face.
Looking up with tear stained cheeks, Kokona looked at the student council member. "S-she...fell off the stage...hit her head..." as she scrambled to pull her cousin onto her lap, she realised that Kizana's head was bleeding and her eyes widened in horror. She felt faint, seeing the blood. Was she going to lose her cousin, she couldn't get that thought out of her head.
"Haruka-chan, she'll be alright. Don't worry. The ambulance is on their way..." Riku said as he placed a hand on her shoulder. The other member of the club, Kurosawa Shozo, nodded in agreement as he tried to cheer up the cheering 1st year.
Flashback end~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Ayano had found herself in the present time hugging the crying Kokona to her chest, much to her surprise and confusion. Honestly, she didn't have a clue how she was supposed to comfort the girl and she mostly just stood there shell shocked before trying to reach up and gently stroke the girl's head like she had seen in some anime.
"Wow..." Kokona muttered, a slight chuckle in her voice. "You...seem not very good at comforting...but that's alright. I'm alright. Just needed the support for a second. She worried me when she collapsed, and remembering that made me more upset."
"I see..." Ayano muttered, unsure of what else to mutter.
Suddenly Kokona asked something that caught the grey haired girl off guard. "D-do...you wanna eat l-lunch with me and Saki-tan at lunchtime? A-as thanks for letting me talk about my problems yesterday?"
After a few minutes of standing like a deer in headlights, she so didn't understand human interactions. Midori rarely asked for things like this, only usually asking for the ability to go to her home. "...Okay..." she nodded her head, making the silvery-purple eyed girl smile brightly and happily.
"Yay!"
'God...what am I getting myself into...oh well, best get my plan into action when I get the chance. I'll do it after school, since I should probably see Midori-san...' she managed a small smile, actually feeling genuine happiness to see Kokona so happy. "...I'll see you at lunch then, I need to talk to Midori-san."
"Oh I see, I won't keep you anymore then. I...need to talk with my drama club anyway," she saw Tsuruzo staring at her, as if calling her over. "There's the substitute president now. See you at lunch, Yan-tan."
After leaving Kokona alone with her club, Ayano headed into the school grounds. When she didn't find Midori with the gaming club, she decided to head to the rooftop. Midori was up there, talking with Horuda. Maybe something to do with Horuda's home life. But Ayano knew it was none of her business. She walked over, attracting the attention of her childhood friend. "Yan-chan. Mornin'!"
Looking up nervously, Horuda managed a sweet little smile as she bowed to the grey haired girl and whispered. "M-morning, Aishi-san..."
"Midori, about what I asked yesterday, what would be the best time to talk to Ronshaku?" she asked, out of curiosity to see when she could plan her 'attack'. She didn't want anyone to be nearby as it wouldn't be that good.
"Well...I can't confirm things, but she sometimes heads behind the school near the incinerator and might smoke a cigarette or two," the green haired girl commented, as she kept her eye out for one of Musume's posse that sometimes 'patrolled' the roof in search for any juicy gossip that she could share with the others.
"...I-I've heard about that t-too..., onee-sama..." Horuda commented, nodding her head in agreement. She commonly would refer to Midori was 'onee-sama' as she had major respect for the green haired girl as she never let her mental condition hold her back and was very brave even in the face of the bullies.
"Thank you, nice to know. And nice to see you again, Horuda-san. Enjoy your time with your onee-sama and I hope your home life is improving," she remained polite as she gently bowed to the pair. "I'll see you later, I'm going to head to class as it's nearly time."
"Alright, see ya there, Yan-chan!" and that was that, nothing much else occurred that morning. She just headed to class like normal, studied her psychology lessons as she prepared her mental state for her lunch time with Kokona and Saki.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~Yandere Simulator~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Lunch came way too soon for Ayano's liking and now she was in a predicament of fear, Midori had noticed the girl's strange way of sitting in her chair as she nervously shook. "What's making you so afraid, Yan-chan. Your normally so nonchalant."
"...Nothing much..." she lied, before getting up and starting to act more like herself. "N-now if you'd excuse me, I have plans this lunch," upon leaving the classroom, she headed downstairs and stood nervously by the lockers for Kokona to appear.
Eventually the silvery-purple haired girl walked over with her best friend, smiling brightly upon seeing Ayano. "Hi, I was scared you wouldn't show up. Yan-tan, this is Saki-tan, my childhood and bestest friend. We do everything together...besides joining the same club. But that's beyond the p-" suddenly, she was stopped by Saki putting her hand in front.
"It's alright, Koni-chan. She knows me..."
"Really, that's slightly a surprise," but she nodded regardless. "So, let's go eat. I know the perfect spot," they headed into the courtyard and walked over to the fountain. "Normally, in the mornings, a 3rd year boy named Yamada Taro will come sit here. But at lunch, he'll go eat with his childhood friend on the roof so I thought that it'd make the perfect eating spot."
And she wasn't wrong, the courtyard had a pleasant lighting and a nice relaxing breeze that never felt overpowering due to the walls that encased the area. The gentle breeze sent a few cherry blossoms floating down from the trees, landing peacefully on the floor and some into the fountain's pristine crystal-like water.
They sat down on the fountain's edge, the slight cold bothering their naked skin that was under their skin. But beyond that, it was pretty fine. Kokona got out her bento box, full of pretty little pieces of food that Saki pointed out. "Koni-chan, why don't you also join the cooking club. I heard that they're trailing the clubs this year to allow you to join up to 3 as long as you manage all 3 well."
'Up to 3 clubs...' Ayano thought, it might come in handy for someone. But she never saw a necessity to join a club, though likely she expected Kokona might ask her to join the drama club in the near future. Maybe she would if...Kokona asked her to. But, she really didn't see a purpose in joining a club. All it added was hassle.
"...I know," the grey haired girl finally heard Kokona's reply, looking up to see the purple haired girl smiling at Saki. "But, now more than ever, I have to be at the drama club every day...since Kitagawa-senpai will need help to handle the club," it was clear to Ayano that there was more to it than that, but she refrained from asking as she ate from her lunch box.
As Kokona was eating, Ayano checked her pocket to see that her headache-inducing pills that she had brought with her were still there. Once she assured herself of that, she turned to the 1st years and said. "I need to go to the toilet, be back soon."
To be honest, she was well aware of her plan and knew it was cruel. But she needed access to the nurse's syringe and tranquilliser for her plan. Heading to the roof, she saw Kuu sitting alone with her bento. She felt cruel, doing this to her childhood friend. But she made a simple laugh, loud enough to distract the blue haired girl from the bento whilst she snuck around to place the pills into the food before concealing herself again when Kuu came back.
One second, two second...and the headache seemed to kick in as Kuu held her head in slight pain and frustration. She put her bento away and headed downstairs, all the way to the nurse's office. Following shortly behind, Ayano made sure to watch out for the open doors around the courtyard so that Kokona and Saki didn't see her. But when she arrived to the infirmary, she heard Kuu asking. "...May I have some medicine, I have a painful headache."
The nurse nodded in agreement, a kind smile on her face. "Go sit down, I'll be right back with the medicine. She walked into the next room, where she kept the medicine and opened the cabinet. After she walked away, Ayano seized her chance and grabbed the required items from within the cabinet and quickly ran back out so she wasn't spotted. Hiding the items in her pocket, she went to a nearby empty storage room to fill the syringe and then she headed out to the incinerator, where she threw the empty tranquilliser box away. She made a mental note to do this with the syringe as well, since any item with her fingerprints could be traced back to her if the police found out.
Heading back to the courtyard, she saw Kokona looked up at her. But the silvery-purple eyed girl didn't look made, she just smiled and said. "You took a while, are you good now?"
"I'm fine, sorry for the wait," she sat back down on the fountain and picked up her lunch box to begin finishing off the meal. "...So, have you heard anything about Sunobu-san since this morning?"
"Oh, ya. She sent me a text message," Kokona laughed musically, making Ayano subtly blush though she couldn't understand why. Lifting up her purple phone, Kokona showed the message to her new friend. It wasn't so much a message as a picture of Kizana in a hospital bed, looking tired but overall healthy besides the clear bandage around her head and her elevated bandaged foot. "Doctor said she'd be released next week and that she'll be able to come back to school in about 3 weeks. But she has been told that preforming in the school's play is out of the question and that she'll just have to direct."
"I see, how did she feel about that?" Ayano asked, more out of curiosity than anything. She barely knew Kizana and wanted to know more about her new friend's cousin if possible.
"Quite upset, if I'll be honest. She's been looking forward to taking part in the spring play since prior to the last year 3rd year's graduation. She always would talk about it whenever I was over at her's. But, she seems like she's fine with waiting until her next chance which is the summer play that the drama club tends to put on before the summer holidays."
"Aww, poor her," Saki stated, feeling bad for her best friend's cousin now. "She must have been devastated when she was told."
"Not much she can do about it, unfortunately," Ayano pointed out, though she had a similar sympathetic face on. "It was completely an accident, a misstep on the stage according to what I've heard. It was out of everybody's control, so she cannot blame herself or anyone for that matter."
Suddenly, during their conversation, the school's bell rang to indicate that lunch time was over. None of the girl's had realised the time and now they were going to be late if they didn't move it. Kokona and Saki had it easier, with their classrooms being only on the first floor. Ayano, not so much. But they said they're goodbyes and headed off anyway.
When she arrived in class, Ayano was reprimanded by her teacher for being late. But no serious consequences occurred and she was told to just sit down, thankfully. As the class begin, she planned out her 'attack' on Musume. How would she be able to convince the Ronshaku to follow her to the old gym storage closet. Why the gym storage closet? There was a old instrument case in there that didn't get used anymore, but it was the prefect size to hide a sleeping body.
All she had to do with convince the Ronshaku to follow her...
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Yandere Simulator~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
After school, she headed around the back of the school and soon saw the 3rd year as she left the school building, her blonde hair flowing slightly in the wind. She leaned against the wall, seemingly ready to begin to smoke like Midori had mentioned. However, she never took out a cigerette. Deciding to approach, Ayano kept it subtle. "R-Ronshaku-san, do you want to follow me. I have something cool to show you?"
God, why did she have to sound so nervous.
Musume stared at the 2nd year like she was crazy. "Alright, I have like no clue who you are. So why should I like follow you," her valley accent was strong, almost irritating to listen to. Then her face turned sly, making Ayano more annoyed. "But if you like do me a task, I'll certainly follow you~"
"A...task?" Ayano asked, trying to keep her frustrations out of her voice. Said angry actually confused her, everyone had told her that Midori was far more annoying yet...she never got mad when Midori began to ramble. Now she was frustrated just listening to this valley gal and her slyness.
"Get me some ciggies, I like...so need to smoke. Like right now~"
Cigarettes? That would be pretty easy now that she thought about it. Plus, she wanted a break from the Ronshaku girl's annoying voice. "Alright, I'll get your cigarettes..." she sighed, before walking over to the gym. In the old storage closet, there was a hole in the wall where her current teacher would store cigarettes when she wasn't teaching so that she could smoke. Reaching in, she grabbed the packet. Again, making the note to return them when she had the Ronshaku in her grasp.
Carrying them in her pocket, concealing them from the sports club. She headed back towards the valley girl, who saw her pretty soon and smiled in that sly manner. "So, did you get me some ciggies?"
"Here's your packet," Ayano mumbled, handing the packet of cigarettes to the blonde. "So, will you follow me now?"
"Like OMG, sure. I totally like you now, new BFF~"
'The sooner I get rid of this blonde bitch, the better...' she lead Musume back to that old storage cabinet, where the old music box was stored. Nobody ever used this room, so it was the prefect place to store the Ronshaku.
"So where is the 'super-cool' thing you want-" Musume was cut off, when Ayano grasped her from behind violently. She tried to scream, but Ayano quickly covered her mouth with her hand. Wouldn't want the drama club to overhear, as she quickly pricked the girl's neck with the syringe. In only a few moments, the blonde's body relaxed and collapsed onto the formerly emotionless girl's torso. She slid the body to the floor and then dragged her into the box after grabbing the box of cigarettes from inside the blonde's pocket. Placing the cigarettes back in the hole, she relaxed.
"Finally..." she sighed, her head no longer pounding. She walked over to the incinerator, at that moment noticing that the leader of the delinquents weren't there. But she didn't make a comment, knowing that she'd likely wouldn't recieve an answer anyway. After throwing the syringe into the incinerator, she switched it on so that it could burn.
Then she walked towards the entrance of the school, it was finally time for her to head home so that she'd have enough rest to return to the school at midnight to receive the music box with her unconscious victim.
~~~~~~~~~~~Yandere Simulator~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
After a few hours nap and setting up the video recorder in the basement, which she found a old and slightly damaged torture chair within. She remembered how her mother would often tell her never to go into the basement, but now she had free access to the whole house. "Well well, what has mother been hiding?" she whispered, before heading back upstairs so that she could leave to collect the music trunk.
Sure, getting into the school seemed hard but it really wasn't. Once over the wall, she could just press a button for the gates to open. The school had so poor security, it was pretty unreal. Heading over to the gym, she collected the music case. It was a whole lot heavier than expected, but she was able to push it back to the gate after a little bit of effort.
Pressing the gate open button, she waited as it creaked open. The gates were an old system that was a little unpractical and actually dangerous, as they wouldn't stop if somebody became trapped under. But right now, the whole system was prefect for sneaking the music case out of the school.
Now, everyone would assume that a young girl pushing a music box would be suspicious. But Ayano had the disguise that she was a young musician travelling home after a performance. And that actually helped a lot, as ever now and again a stranger would help her push it a little while. Musume was fully unconscious, so there was no risk of discovery.
In fact, the only annoyance was how dark Buraza Town could be in the night even with the street lights. Most of those were damaged, or dimmed beyond belief so all the streets were shady and hard to see within. But, Ayano managed to make her way back home. Once she got in the door, she quickly locked it behind her and opened the box as she knew getting it downstairs would be a total nightmare and she needed the Ronshaku in one piece. Plus, the music box would come in handy again.
Carrying the unconscious victim downstairs, she tied her to the old torture chair and smiled. She knew the sedatives would be wearing off soon, and she was correct as only about half an hour later. The blonde was awake and frightened as Ayano had tied a piece of cloth around her eyes so she couldn't see a thing. "D-daddy...? W-where am I?"
Ayano walked forward and slapped the girl, not much but enough to leave a mark. Managing to disguise her voice, she yelled. "Call for your daddy, sweet cheeks. Tell him how frightened and scared you are. How you don't wanna die, or I'll slit your throat. Right now."
Turning the camera on, she waited and soon Musume did her job. "...Daddy, help...I'm scared...I don't wanna die..." the sobbing was genuine and terrifying, Ayano had actually loved the power she had over to the crying 3rd year. The cloth was becoming soaked, adding more to the short video that Ayano complied.
After that, she grabbed a rusty old pipe that had been left in the corner of the room and gently slammed it into Musume's head. Not enough to kill her, but definitely render her unconscious for a few hours. She grabbed Musume's phone from her pocket to find out Mr Ronshaku's number, before sliding it back where it came.
Following what she just did, she walked upstairs and sent a text message to Mr Ronshaku containing the video and then a short sentence.
? (Ayano): Watch this video...
Mr Ronshaku: You scumbag, what have you done with my daughter!
? (Ayano): I haven't harmed her...
? (Ayano): ...yet.
? (Ayano): If you ever want to see her again, you must do as I say.
Mr Ronshaku: What do you want from me!?
? (Ayano): Free all of your clients from debt.
Mr Ronshaku: Are you insane? That would sink my business!
Honestly, that line made Ayano really angry. Why does a business come before people's happiness, this guy was a complete jerk and he needed some harder convincing. She began to type out the next piece of her message.
? (Ayano): For every that your clients remain in debt, I'll remove one of your daughter's fingers. If you want her back in one piece, you must act immediately.
Mr Ronshaku: You monster...fine I'll do it.
? (Ayano): Good decision.
She even said her last text out loud, happy that it was over with. She had already made sure that the number couldn't be traced as her mother had taught her how to do that when she first received her phone. Though she never understood how her mother knew. Sighing with relief, she pulled Musume out of the chair and back upstairs so she could put her back in the music box.
Heading over to the large Ronshaku Loans building that she had searched the location of, finding it was really close by, with the music box in tow. She left the box outside of the main doors so that when morning came, Musume would be found. Then she headed back home, quite tired from her nightly awake time.
Once she arrived home, she headed straight to her bedroom and collapsed on the bed. No messing around, she went straight under the cover and to sleep. Glad that her plan had seemed to have worked.