The subsequent day, the maiden w/ a lovely honey locks, got up from her couch before her usual wake-up time in the morning. And the reason is to avenge and to get even with the poker-faced fiend named Narumi Ayumu, she has to formulate a flawless scheme to achieve a sweet revenge on him.
She got up from her double sized bed, not even having double thoughts whether to fix it back to its original arrangement. She then hastily but prudently unlatched the door in her chamber and quietly passed through the hallway that connects her room from Ayumu's room. When she safely succeeded in passing through brunette's room, she then speedily and animatedly transports herself from the up the stairs to the final step of the stairs. Overcoming completely the ten-stepped stairs in just one step. Briskly, opened the bathroom and shower herself in a lukewarm but skin tingling water.
The girl got out from the bathroom, no more than a towel wrapping her body up. Water advancing down from her locks then to her neck and all the way down to her chest. And what stood in front of her almost more or less gave her a heart attack.
She gaped at the form of life being w/ an apparent look of shock and flummoxed expression, let alone her heart that almost hop off from her ribcage. The pulsating of her frightened and petrified heart reverberated deafeningly on her ears that almost felt like it was just next to her eardrums. Caramel- colored eyes stock-still gawking at the shape in front of her still not certain of what or who this figure is. A figure that is just about a head taller than her w/ a shade of fair-toned skin. A physique that's just appropriate for a high school boy that's in good shape, not so rugged and full of muscles and definitely not frail. An ideal body for her.
At a slow pace, she elevated her head up to catch a sight of the countenance of which this body belongs to. Chocolate-brown eyes, a pointy nose that fairly complimented his eyes and lips. An auburn-colored hair with a distinguishable smooth spiky locks that point in every direction. And add that signature stoned-face appearance that only that guy has. A guy she knows very well, the very same guy that is standing now in front of her. 'Narumi Ayumu!' her mind bellowed uproariously.
The lad peered at her w/ an unmovable face examining her from her damp hair down to her moist neck to the towel that's enveloping half of her body, not ample enough to conceal her curves and figure, down to her fair-skinned legs.
"A-Ayumu..w-what are you doing here so early in the morning?" An anxious voice barged in the boy's thoughts. He looked back at the face of the motionless girl that's standing in front of him. Needless to say, he can clearly see her startled expression.
"What about you? It's unusual for you to be up so early in the morning." He answered her without halting.
"Ah y-yes. That's right. I um..' the caramel eyed girl look back and forth evading the guy's somewhat unfeeling and questioning eyes. Her gestures are undeniably telling Ayumu that she's constructing an alibi for her surprising actions. And her eyes that are clearly looking for reasons suddenly widened means that she has already formed a cover story in her mind. "Yup! I got up early because I need to go to school before classes starts because I promised Takashi-san that I'll teach him this morning the last thing he needed to learn in order for him to be qualified as a perfect vice-president for our club!" and she finished her statement with a broad grin on her face.
'Excellent Hiyono! A perfect explanation that even Ayumu won't suspect. Hihih!' Hiyono grinned inside of her.
As for our teenage detective, he raised an eyebrow after hearing that guy's name. Plainly isn't pleased to hear that guy's name so early in the morning. But still, he kept staring at the girl without moving a single muscle in his countenance.
"W-what?" Hiyono questioned as soon as she realizes that Ayumu didn't seem to buy her answer.
Ayumu took a step in the direction of Hiyono forcing her feet to step off backwards. He kept moving towards her until her back comes in contact to the frigid wall behind her. And this made Hiyono become aware of their current situation. "A-Ayumu? Is there a problem?" She asked him w/ an obvious pleasing smile and a little startled look in her eyes.
But Ayumu paid no attention to her questions and put his both arms on the wall w/ Hiyono in the middle. He lowered his head enough to be on collateral on Hiyono's face, gaze at her eyes w/ a mischief look in his brown eyes. "Is that really the reason why?" She heard him asked.
"O-of course! Do you think that there is something else?" Hiyono's answer made him more aggravated. But he doesn't exhibit this in his expressions. 'Meeting that guy so early in the morning huh. Like I would let you to.' Ayumu thought coldly and somewhat a little angry.
Ayumu, who was now planning something to keep Hiyono from departing the house early, leaned her head closer to the girl's ears, softly blew warm air that made Hiyono's body shiver. He grinned faintly when he felt Hiyono's body move before his presence. He let his lips touch the skin on Hiyono's neck, travelling from beneath of her left ears up to her jawbone. And going at a leisurely pace up to her left cheeks and up to her cheekbone. While doing this, Ayumu smiles secretly and playfully within his incomprehensible mind. And for sure he's really having fun and taking the time of his life in this distinct moment with Hiyono. While on the other hand, our quivering young Hiyono is really perturbed and is thrown into a fizzy by Ayumu's unexpected and atypical behaviour.
'Wh-what is this b-bastard doing to me so suddenly?!', her thoughts are going out of control.
"Hey!" she finally holler at the guy that's been enjoying on torturing her while hauling up both of her hands and are trying to shove Ayumu away from her. But Ayumu is quick to grab both of her wrists and pinned it on the wall. The helpless girl attempted to break free from his grasp, but she can't. In terms of physical strength, she really can't compete with Ayumu. He's a healthy and a strong guy after all.
"Ugh!" a hurt sound escaped her mouth. Their eyes finally encounter each other and a discernible fury can be distinguished on the young's woman caramel-colored eyes. But it seems that Ayumu is not shaken by the lass' agonizing glare but rather, he glared back at the girl's eyes with an unconcealed coldness put on view within his chocolate-colored eyes.
His striking features give rise to a sneering kind of simper; his eyes still latch on hers. He then let go of Hiyono's hands and turning his back on her while saying "Ba~ka" with a sarcastic tone.
"Naniyo?! I should be the one saying that! Konoyarou!" Multiple vexed nerves keep popping out in the young girl's temples. But the stoic guy paid no attention to her rampage but instead, turned to her with his back somewhat facing her, both hands are on the pocket of his pajamas, slowly tilted his head while gaping at her and finally, he stuck out his tongue as a sign of complete victory over her while undeniably making fun of her face-to-face.
The irritating actions of the lad provoke the girl even more. An erupting volcano sprouts from her head and catapulting an enormous amount of lava and molten rocks. And of course this was just a presentation of her fume to Ayumu.
"Why you-! I'll kill you Ayumu!" her voice altered from a girly cute voice to a voice a lot lower than of a lady's that blends with a killing intent sound. She equipped herself to charge towards Ayumu with a desire of beating him up. But as she finally succeeded in taking her first step ahead, the towel surrounding her body, without warning, abruptly loosened up, but it seems that Hiyono didn't notice this so without hesitation, she landed her second step forward. And unknowingly, the fabric cloth that's up until now, struggling and trying hard to coat her body up and keeping itself from falling, now can't bear to hold itself any longer. The poor cloth bid farewell and apologized to Hiyono for failing to inoculate her concealed body.
And plop! A small noise like that of a cloth that landed on the tiled floor silence Hiyono's ominous groans and solidify her movements, fastening her in her current position. Intervening all of her thoughts of dementia and bringing her back in her normal and conscious state. 'No- no way….' She thought nervously. She then perceived Ayumu's stone-faced wavered and presented an astounded and shocked expression. And seeing this corroborated her uncertainties and suppositions. The hammerings of her heart shoot up in speed. 'This is not happening… This is not happening… No.. No way..' these phrases kept on running through again and again in her mind. Little by little, she turned her head down while at the same time swallowed the trapped liquid in her throat.
"Iyaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!" she screamed at the top of her lungs after seeing her exposed body is on display in front of Ayumu and is clearly visible in his pair of scrutinizing eyes.
A tiny seed of tears manifested on the edge of her eyelids. She then cried out and brawled like a mad person. Indubitably, she's not able to take the occurrences on that very hour.
The girl's frantic yelling made Ayumu realized of how things stand at that time. He quickly closed her slightly open mouth and let out a deep sigh. He picked up the towel that's been lying on the floor and tenderly put it around on Hiyono's body. The woman then felt a hand tapped her head. "I'm sorry." She heard Ayumu say and his footsteps that's walking away from her.
The moment she heave her head up, Ayumu can no longer be seen in front of her.