Splash.
If there's anyone in the vicinity, they would have smiled after looking at the scene playing at the beautiful backyard right now.
A beautiful garden, with a beautiful pond, and a beautiful girl playing inside of it with the fishes—trying to catch the fish for lunch—oh, yes, they would have smiledwaitwhat. The beautiful girl then laughed, full of childish victory, which somehow sounds really ominous like a certain doll in a certain movie.
She then proceeded to swing it around in victory and threw the poor fish inside the pond again. Which actually did not happen. No. The girl then proceeded to skin the fish with a sharpened stone by the lake and gut the koi fish—In response to complaint about the goriness about this particular scene, we have removed this part from the story. If you wish, you may view it after you entered your birth date, but if you are deemed not old enough you are not allowed to view this content. Thank you.
After she cleaned the fish she caught, she then proceeded to puncture the freshly dead fish with a stick—a piece of lucky bamboo she had taken from the garden—and pierced the other end of the stick to the ground so that it stood vertically against the ground.
Lighting up the ornamental grasses near the pond with a stolen match, she continued to look at the fish as it roasted and occasionally flip its other side so that the fish are cooked accordingly. As it cooked, she didn't forget to give it some spices to add some flavor to it. Looking at the process of koi fish roasting that seemed to take a good chunk of her time, she left it to cook while she leaped into the pond again. She had many fishes to kill other things to do.
She decided that, yes, koi fishes is not tasty. Nuh-uh. Not even when grilled, roasted, or made into a soup. There is a certain fishiness—or anomaly, probably because koi fishes is not to be eaten, or maybe because they are stolencoughtaken from a certain someone's decorative pond—in them that makes them not up to her palate. And so she assured herself to not eat koi fishes ever again after her fifteenth plate of grilled koi fish—after the koi pond is absent of any signs of koi fishes ever existing there—because she's bored of eating koi fishes. Or maybe because she ran out of koi fishes to eat.
Either way, she would not be touching any koi fishes in the near future, or half-swimming inside a highly aesthetic pond to catch a fish—god forbid, koi fishes in particular—to eat. And she just hoped that, hoped that, maybe, Kyouya will not notice the absence of koi fishes in his beautiful pond, and really really want to tell herself that no, Kyouya will not think that his fishes disappeared because someone had eaten them and grilled them in front of their still very much alive koi friends inside of the pond. Oh, the horror. But well, what can she say?
OMAKE
Hibari Kyouya, the feared Namimori Disciplinary Comitee Chairman was having a great, peaceful afternoon sipping high quality green tea while sitting at his wooden patio as usual, staring at his peaceful, silent territory—absent of even the slightest of noise wait what—when he realized that something was very, very wrong.
His hand stilled, briefly, and he silently put down his cup of steaming green tea. 'Something is wrong.' His mind told him. He considered the possibility of his—lackeys—disciplinary committee getting screwed up by the Momokyokai but that thought was quickly thrashed. 'If not that, then, what is wrong?'
He tried to search for anything, anything, that might go wrong but no. There's nothing interesting going on lately and there's definitely nothing that can possibly be screwed over. As his train of thoughts went on—and the silence went on—he noticed the absence of Hibird chirping in the background. His backyard is as silent as it can be, without any sound, to his satisfaction. Like a calm before the storm. And just like that, out of the corner of his eyes, he noticed that the usual merry pond is absent of the rippling of water.
He quirked his eyebrow and promptly proceeded to stand in front of the garden's decorative pond. And he found that the pond became even more decorative—useless—than before. It didn't even contain any fishes. Nada. It clearly doesn't serve its function as the living place of koi fishes anymore. Much to his—coughhorrorcough—amusement.
He could not help but speak out loud out of the outrageousness of this all. "What."
AN :
HAHAHAHA. My brain was fried and this is what I get. Anyway, all the chapters are not in chronological order, so, this actually happens a little into the future when our heroine was too lazy to hunt for food and so the koi fishes in Hibari's pond went extinct. Needless to say Hibari was not amused. Good thing he didn't know who did it or she may already became the one grilled, rather than the koi fishes. And then she would be bitten—eaten—in her death by Hibari.
If you're wondering what lucky bamboo is, it's a type of decorative bamboo that is thin and may as well be a stick in our heroine's eyes. And the ornamental grass she set up on fire to grill coughkoicough fish? That's decorative too. Everything is for decorative purpose only. After all, it is inside of a garden. And Hibari's garden, unfortunately, got messed up. While she did clean after herself and did not leave a mess or a clue of her activity of grilling there, the koi fishes did not come back, sadly. So the koi fishes disappearance remained a mystery. Fortunately.
And I found out that you can't use scratch through. I scratched through some words but when I looked at the preview it ended up not scratch, which made it look like I typed some extra words. I apologize in advance if some parts look a little forced, since it's supposed to use scratch through, not em dash. Anyway, enjoy some comedy. Hahahaha.