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Yandere Simulator A Twist Of Fate – Chapter Four Sisterly Bonding with a Side of Trouble
Ashi Residence, early morning
It was Saturday. Her doctors had thought it would be best if Ayano Ashi started back to school on a Friday so she would have an entire weekend to decompress before again facing classes. Clad in her yellow pastel pajamas with pale green trim Ayano got out of bed and shuffled her way into the kitchen. With a yawn, Ayano stretched her body. She had not slept well last night. There was nothing unusual there. Ayano had not slept well most nights since her accident. Last night, however, was different. Her troubled thoughts were dominated by a single person rather than everyone she had wronged in her previous existence which was the norm. Ever since Ayano's noontime chat with Midori she could not stop thinking about poor Kokona. While the girl might still be breathing Kokona was every bit as much a victim as those Ayano had outright slain. Ayano knew she had to make things right with Kokona if she ever wanted a measure of peace, but how?
Ayano froze in her tracks when she saw the red-haired girl with glasses who sat on one of the stools which adored the central kitchen island. "Um, who are you and what are you doing in my house?" Ayano asked this stranger.
"I'm Jāna your parents' foster child. I moved in last night." Jāna said.
"Good morning Ayano dear. I see you've already met Jāna." Ryoba said appearing with two plates on each was a hardy perfectly prepared breakfast. Ayano's father Kyōhan was already gone away at an imprtant meeting about his upcoming judeship.
"Mom, what is going on?" Ayano asked glancing between Jāna and her mother.
"Jāna is going to be your new sister dear. You know your father and I have always wanted another child. We're going to adopt her once all the paper work is taken care of and the mandatory waiting period has elasped. Doesn't that sound wonderful, Ayano?" Ryoba said placing the plates on the counter top of the island one in front of Jāna. Before Ayano could voice her disapproval at this unexpected turn of events Ryoba continued. "Because I firmly believe there should be no secrets between a loving family I think you should know Jāna was formerly called Info Chan. I believe you are rather familiar with her work, Ayano dear."
Ayano stared at Jāna who stared back at her equally dumbfounded. "Mother you promised me you'd never tell anyone about my past." Jāna protested.
"Jāna dear my promise of silence does not apply to our own family members. I told you so. We have no secrets between us. Surely you remember my words on the subject from yesterday?" Ryoba said her demeanor cheerful as usual. "Besides you and Ayano can't incriminate the other without incriminating yourselves. Given the situation, you are both quite safe."
"So you're Info Chan?" Ayano said taking her seat next to Jāna. Ayano had only ever communicated via text message with the mysterious hacker. Until now Ayano had no idea what Info Chan looked like.
"I was," Jāna confirmed.
"Are you a lesbian? Is that why you want all those panty shots?" Ayano could not help but ask.
"No," Jāna said blushing heavily. "I'm straight well maybe a little bi-curious. But I'm not a predatory lesbian. Those pics were for a site I ran on the dark web. I needed the coin I earn selling them."
"People actually pay to see panty pics of school girls?" Ayano said.
"You'd be surprised how much they pay for the genuine article. What can I say? Some very wealthy people have sick tastes." Jāna said with a shrug and without a hint of regret or remorse evident in her voice.
Ayano could not help but shiver at the implications of Jāna's words. She desperately needed to change the subject. "You say you were Info Chan. You've given up hacking?"
"Not entirely," Jāna said while she began eating her breakfast. "I'll keep it as an active hobby. Got to keep myself from getting rusty. Thanks to mother and father though I don't need the money I once made off the dark web any longer." Jāna smiled at Ryoba. "I'm very grateful for all you've done mother. I'll prove myself worthy of being an Ashi. I won't disappoint you."
"I know you won't, Jāna dear," Ryoba said.
Watching Ryoba and Jāna interact Ayano felt something strange. A new emotion. One she was unaccustomed to, jealous. Ayano was used to being the only apple of her mother's eye but now Jāna was competition for Ryoba's attention. Ayano honestly did not much care for the altered dynamic.
Ayano did failed to notice the sly sideways glance her mother directed at her. Ryoba's plan was working perfectly. Ayano would soon regret abandoning her mother because of her emotional awakening. Ryoba loved only two people in the entire world (Jāna might one day be added to this exclusive list, at the very least Ryoba knew she admired the girl). Ayano's recent treatment of Ryoba had wounded the yandere deeply. Ryoba decided Ayano needed a taste of her own medicine, and what a bitter taste it would be. Not that Ryoba would ever do Ayano any lasting harm rather she knew her daughter required a lesson in better understanding others. Ryoba could not change her nature anymore than a great white shark could change it's nature. Perhaps Ayano would appreciate her mother's company more if Ryoba found another outlet for her affection, if only temporarily.
The rest of that strange morning went by in a blur for Ayano. She was dressed and on her way outside when Ryoba stopped her. "Where are you going, Ayano dear?" Ryoba inquired of her hurried daughter.
"To see a friend," Ayano said thinking it best if she did not specify that her "friend" was none other than Kokona.
"Take Jāna with you. Would you, Ayano dear? She needs to socialize more. You can also show her around our neighborhood, time permitting of course." Ryoba said.
"Mom I don't think that's a good idea. My friend doesn't know Jāna. She might be uncomfortable around her." Ayano said trying to get out of taking Jāna along anyway she could.
"Nonsense Ayano dear," Ryoba said. "Jāna will be no trouble. Will you Jāna?"
"No trouble at all, mother," Jāna said although Ayano did not like the way the redhead said it. There was a glint in Jāna's eyes that told a very different story.
"See Ayano dear Jāna will be on her best behavior," Ryoba said.
"Okay," Ayano huffed. "But hurry up I have to go ASAP."
Jāna grabbed her coat, her own set of keys and her smartphone. "I'm ready." She said.
Outside, sometime later
"Where are we going? We've been walking an awfully long time." Jāna said. She and Ayano strolled side by side down the wide sidewalk of their cozy neighborhood.
"I told you I'm going to see a friend," Ayano said still annoyed by Jāna's presence. She swore the other girl had been set by her mother to spy on her.
"Does this 'friend' have a name?" Jāna asked. Her eyes narrowed behind her glasses. Her words gave off a detachable hint of hostility. "Well, do they?"
"I'm going to see Kokona, alright!?" Ayano snapped at her soon to be sister.
"The same Kokona I helped you manipulate into being an accessory to the murder of Musume Ronshaku?" Jāna said her the volume of voice rising with each word.
"Not so loud, sheesh," Ayano growled.
"This isn't a good idea, Ayano," Jāna said. "Kokona has become mentally unstable since the incident. Who knows how she'll react when she sees you. She could ruin us."
"I don't care. I have to make things right." Ayano said.
"You might not care but I do. Your parents offering to adopt me is the best thing I've had in my life since my mom died of cancer. I won't let you ruin this for me, Ayano. If Kokona talks my role in your actions might come out. I could be arrested as an accessory to premeditated murder and blackmail." Jāna said. "We'll do hard time and then there is mother. You know that journalist scumbag is still out there somewhere breathing down her neck even after thirty years." Ryoba had told Jāna a rough outline of her own crimes when she moved into the family home last night with Ryoba being the true victim in her version.
"I'm sorry Jāna. My mind is made up." Ayano said not allowing herself to be swayed.
"Your mind s made up," Jāna said incredulously. "What gives you the right to destroy me and our family just because you want to soothe your guilty conscience? You selfish brat!" Jāna pulled out her smartphone. "I'm calling mother." Ayano slapped Jāna's phone out of her hands before she could speed dial their home number. "Hey, it's a new phone!" Jāna stooped to pick up her phone by the time she had done so Ayano was gone. "Great," Jāna groaned when she spotted Ayano at a nearby house knocking on the door. Jāna recognized it from her old Info Chan files as the home of Kokona's family. "Here we go." Jāna sighed. She ran after Ayano in her heart in her mouth as the door opened.
To Be Continued