Hohoemu no Kawaii Akuma Episode 7
Lost
Last three chapters to go! The story of the red haired maiden and the villainous blond is coming to an end.
"I've told you the trick already!"
"Don't yell at me! And don't teach me shortcuts!"
"Are you kidding me?! We've been on this problem for half an hour!"
"I don't have the same brain cells as you!"
Bright groaned and squeezed his eyes shut. Fine sighed. He looked at her over his shoulder and snorted.
"Don't give me that attitude like I'm some kind of fungi," Fine hissed, snapping her pencil to two parts.
"It's past midnight. You should rest," he suggested then left his seat.
"Eh? You're going already?" Fine asked. Bright sneered. "Why? You want me to spend the night here?"
Fine blushed. "No! Get going then…"
Bright looked up and his expression changed like an idea popped in his mind.
The red haired girl frowned. Whatever he's thinking, she's sure it's troublesome.
"If you get a high score, I must make a wish. If you get a low score, I'll do anything you want. How does that sound?" He smirked.
"EH?! You get what you want either way! That's not fair!" Fine screeched.
The handsome blond simply shrugged as he leaned on the door, arms crossed across his chest.
"There's no way I'll let my score drop just so I can order you around…" Fine grumbled. Bright chuckled. His voice tickling her ears that it makes her blush.
"Well then, see you tomorrow…" He waved a hand and walked downstairs.
"Don't forget to lock the door!" Fine yelled. "Mm, yeah, yeah…" Bright replied.
She watched as he exited the house. His hands shoved on his pocket, his loose shirt barely clinging on his shoulders, exposing his collarbones. He drags his low-cut rubber shoes on the pebbles, blood-red eyes vacantly staring in the sky. He closes his eyes, lips slightly parted and his flawless skin glows under the streetlight.
Fine doesn't understand why she's taking everything about him into detail. She did not notice immediately that he's already looking at her.
She pulls her head out of the window and hides behind the curtains. Bright laughed as his eyes quirked to crescents.
Fine scowled and saw the smirk on his sculpted face. He waved a hand and shouted, "Don't worry, I know my way home!"
Fine blushed for the umpteenth time, holding the curtains close to her cheeks. "I know, just be careful, okay?!" she yelled back, hiding her flustered cheeks behind the soft material.
Bright smiles, the smile which made girls lose their minds. He scratches the back of his neck and moves his feet reluctantly, like he does not want to go.
After a minute, he's already out of there.
Fine felt her chest ache and realized that she was holding her breath.
This is bad. She is falling in love with Bright Yasuhiro, of all people.
The day of handing out results finally arrived. Fine couldn't bring herself to look at her paper. She just stared at it and held it close to her chest. Her face turned pale upon thinking how will her parents react if she gets a low score or how will Bright react if she gains the authority to order him around.
"Come on, look at it!" Rein screamed, trying to pull the crumpled paper out of Fine's grasp. Rein already saw her grades and because of Shade's Spartan tutoring, she gained a higher score than what she expected.
Fine, on one hand, feels like she's about to pass out any moment soon.
After a lot of struggling, Rein successfully snatched the paper and opened it. Fine closed her eyes and silently prayed in the corner of the classroom.
"Fine! You passed the exams!" Rein squealed, waving her twin's paper.
"Eh?!" Fine's eyes grew wide as she looked at the number in red ink on top of her paper.
"I can't believe it…" she muttered under her breath as she slumped on the chair. She grabbed the paper and stuffed it in her blazer's pocket then grabbed her bag.
He needs to see this! Her lips quirked upwards at the idea.
Rein looks at her in confusion. "Where are you going?" she softly asked.
"To Bri— I mean, Yasuhiro-kun," Fine sheepishly smiled.
Rein nods knowingly and leans on the table.
"I thought it will take her long to realize her own feelings…" she smiled fondly.
Fine hopped on the stairs, eyes searching for a certain blond.
Just then, he saw Bright. But something is really off.
She's sure Bright killed someone that day. And she can tell how and why.
The said blond is leaning against the faculty's doorway, their GYM teacher yelling at his ears. A cute frown working its way on his handsome face.
Aside from the adorable scowl, his blond tresses are wet and his shirt is plastered on his broad shoulders and lean sturdy physique. The students are literally ogling at him as he was being scolded. Some are already spilling blood out of their noses as they raked their eyes on his gorgeous body.
"Now who's going to clean that?!" the teacher hollers, earning a snort from Bright. His eyes travelled sideways and saw Fine with a blank look on her face.
Bright's eyes lit up. Fine shudders.
"I can fix it," he grinned. The teacher is unconvinced. The handsome devil points to Fine and smirked.
"She'll help me," he confidently spoke, pulling Fine out of her thoughts.
"Wha—Me?" She splutters.
Before Fine could protest, she's already pulled towards the Gym.
Fine quickly noticed how cold his hands are. Bright kept on smiling as they walked towards the basketball court.
"Make sure to make it spotless," the Gym teacher instructed before leaving them.
Fine scanned the area and her jaw dropped. It's not just a mess, but a disaster.
Muds covering the floor, traces of burnt wood are scattered everywhere and a broken glass window. She's sure that storms passing by Japan are not included in the news report that morning.
How come the gymnasium is half-destroyed?!
"As you see, I'm on duty today…" he finally speaks to break the silence.
"No! I'm not doing this again! I swear on my life I'm not—" Fine wails but Bright gives her a stern look. He scoffs. Fine literally saw sparkles as he flexed those muscles.
"Who helped you get that high score?" he grumbled, pointing to her paper which she did not realize is opened.
"I didn't mean to—I'm not bragging about it." Fine rephrased her words and shoves the paper in her bag.
Bright laughs and sweeps his hair back.
"There was a fire near the lockers. I broke the window and opened the water tank to stop the fire from spreading. Heroic, right?" he chuckles blithely and his eyes flicker.
This guy is really in for some adventure.
Fine sighed and her eyes caught how his knuckles shivered.
"I think you should change your clothes first," she suggests.
Bright looks at his body and smiles sheepishly. "Ah, yeah, sorry…" he just laughs it off again.
Fine rolled her eyes and proceeded to get the mops as he grabbed a clean shirt from the locker and began changing.
"I'm just going to the bathroom," he informed.
"Okay. Ditch me and I'll kill you," Fine threatened.
He grinned. "Aye, ma'am!" he saluted. The red haired girl huffed, earning a low chuckle from him.
After a few minutes, Bright re-emerged.
Fine fought hard not to gape. If Bright looked good in his normal clothes, he surely looked ravishing in a loose shirt, ripped jeans and a beanie tucking away his wavy golden tresses. Fine never saw it before but a pair of silver bead studs is placed on his ears.
"I thought you left," she frowned.
"Well I was actually planning to—"
"Say it and I'll murder you,"
"Like I said, let's start cleaning!" Bright chuckles and grabs a mop.
After three minutes of cleaning, Bright spoke.
"Damn, this is more difficult than it looks," he comments.
"You just realized the mess you made? Gah, you're so incredible," Fine rolled her eyes.
The blond smirks, eyes glued on the floor.
"Anyway," he started, catching Fine's attention.
"My, uh, parents are going home today…"
Fine meets his eyes and he returns a small smile.
"Are you…happy?" She carefully asked.
Bright shrugs. "Maybe. I don't know. After 15 years of abandoning me, for the record, maybe I should be happy for once," he mumbles softly.
Fine saw the pain in his face.
"Go home. I'll finish this," she suggests. Bright just stared at her.
"No. Don't pity me," he scoffs.
"It's not out of pity. I'm doing this because you've done something for me," Fine replied.
"No, it feels like you pity me that is why you're asking me to go home and prepare myself to see my parents," Bright almost snaps, tears clotting in his eyes.
Fine gaped. "No! Why do you take it that way?! You're the one who asked me to help you, right? I'm helping now so why are you mad?!" she shouts, taking a deep breath.
A throaty laugh erupts from his lips. "Fine," Bright called. Fine refused to look at him.
"Can't you see that I don't want to go home? I mean, what's the point of having a dinner and listen to all their promises which are all hoaxes!" he curses loudly and throws the mop across the floor.
Fine shudders in shock. "They're still your parents—"
"Unfortunately, yes," Bright grits his teeth.
"I'm sorry," Fine mumbles.
"Just go home, sorry for dragging you in this," Bright flatly replied.
"No, you need help," she pressed on.
"Yeah, but not anymore. You can go now," he mutters and grabs the cleaning material from her hands.
"No, I—" Fine starts to cry.
"Please…" Bright mouths, almost a whisper. His breath quivering as tears threatened to fall.
"Okay…" Fine notices his discomfort, grabs her things and stumbles outside.
Why did it turn out like this? Fine scrubs her face to remove the tears.
Bright looks up at the ceiling and allowed his tears to fall.