Author's note: Nothing new, but thanks for waiting, as always.
Battle Royale II: The Game
Chapter 18: Shiori and Ichiro
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Elsewhere, Shiori was running along a road leading to a small shrine in a forest. She had been jogging most of the time, and was going to keep it up until she saw a long-haired man riding a bicycle.
As he dismounted it, he walked towards her, and she noticed it was Keigo, and he asked, "Shiori, where are you running to?"
She then stopped in her tracks, and replied, "I'm just running forward, Keigo...always."
"Listen, I'll do all I can to protect you, and maybe we can find Mizuki together." he told her.
"I promise to do the same thing!" Shiori said, sporting a small smile as she resumed running. Keigo smiled back, hoping she'd be safe...would she?
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Shiori kept running, until she finally stopped in the middle of an abandoned shrine. Taking deep breaths to relax herself, she turned her head back, and hoped Keigo was right behind her.
However, something wasn't right, as she asked in a small voice, "Keigo...? Where are you?"
There was no response, and the girl with reddish-brown hair let out a sigh as she walked towards some stone steps, sitting down as she removed her jacket. "Keigo?" she called out, this time with a louder tone in her voice.
Still no response, but then she heard a suspiciously familiar voice. "Oh, Shiori..." he said in a sing-song tone of voice.
Turning her head, Shiori's eyes slightly widened as she discovered a boy with spiky red hair - Ichiro - emerging from the shrine. "Tell me, toots, what are you doing here?" he asked.
She stuck her tongue out, and bluntly replied, "None of your business, prick."
"Well, I can tell you're in the middle of running around the island, no?" he asked.
Shiori ignored him, rolling her eyes. "Oh, come on...don't be so rude. I just wanted to talk to you." he said, sporting a small pout.
"Go away, I'm just here waiting for him." she told him.
"Ugh, that Aoyama fellow? Please, he's too soft for a girl like you. Why don't you forget about him and hook up with a real man?" he asked.
Indeed, Ichiro had a very strong interest in Shiori, but unbeknownst to him, she had no intention in developing a relationship with him. Seemed as though her heart belonged to someone else...
"I'm not interested. By the way, why are you here for? Waiting for some of your friends to find you?" she asked.
"None of your beeswax." he replied, before sitting next to her and wrapping an arm around her shoulder. This immediately made her jolt, and immediately stood up.
"Get your fucking hands off of me!" she yelled.
She was about to take off, when Ichiro angrily spoke, "You try and escape and I'll kill you." He, too, stood up, and pulling out Nozomu's bowgun, he aimed it right at her.
Shiori gave in and sighed, before asking, "Why do you want me to tag along with you, anyway?"
"Because, I love you. You are probably the hottest girl I've ever laid my eyes on." Ichiro replied.
"Wow, that's nice. If I survive to the end, I might as well feel the same way. Goodbye." she said in a sarcastic tone.
"Hey, Shiori, I have another question to ask you: are you a virgin?" he asked.
Shiori couldn't help but let out a very annoyed groan. "God, why am I talking to a dweeb like Ichiro Okamoto?!" she said, as she stared at the sky.
"'Cause if you're one, I bet you're probably avoiding me in favor of Aoyama, but you're just too scared to do it." he said.
"There's nothing romantic going on with me and him." she replied.
"Who cares? We're all gonna die anyway. So you wanna have a go together before you kick the bucket by force?" Ichiro asked, walking over to her and running his hands down one of her legs.
"Seriously, you should be more concerned with your life instead of finding random chicks to fuck you." she said, becoming even more agitated than before.
"Well that's why I'm eagerly taking part in this game, and I ain't holding back." he replied.
"Neither am I; because if you keep this up, I'm gonna murder you right here and now. That is a warning." she responded.
"Well, fuck you!" he exclaimed. "If you don't wanna get laid right now, then I'm a get rid of you, too!"
"Fuck you, too!" she yelled.
Almost immediately, Ichiro opened fire at her. However, the arrow grazed right through Shiori's right cheek, leaving behind what appeared to a small scar. "Did I hurt you?" he asked.
"You almost killed me with that shit weapon of yours!" she replied.
"Fuck you! It's clear to me that you're really pissing me off, so I got no other choice than to take you out!" he yelled.
Shiori grit her teeth, before pulling out a large butcher knife from her one of her jeans pockets. "You're next, Ichiro...and you'll be the only person whose existence I want destroyed!"
Ichiro immediately jolted, and attempted to flee, but she was able to catch him by jumping onto him, almost like a piggyback ride. Knife in hand, the girl stabbed him right in his crotch, prompting his body to numb.
She thrust the knife into the area, as well as his back, before getting off of him, and kicking him to the ground. Sporting a fairly confident smile, Shiori was ready to leave when she heard the sound of walking.
The sound belonged to Ibuki, who raised her pistol and aimed it right at her. The girl with the reddish brown hair immediately made a beeline out of the area, so as to avoid being shot.
However, Ibuki began shooting at her, until some of the bullets were able to hit Shiori's back. The red-haired girl just watched as her victim narrowly escaped, but bleeding profusely from the bullet holes on her backside.
On a side note, however, Ibuki couldn't help but notice Ichiro's corpse on the ground for a brief moment.
Ichiro Okamoto, Boy #3, deceased
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With love for my fans,
Chrissy