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Yandere Simulator A Twist Of Fate – Chapter Seven Back to School Part II
Haruka Residence Sunday, afternoon
Kokona could scarcely believe what was happening. One minute she had been conversing amicably with Dr. Ryoba Ashi over a glass of soda pop (Kokona's father failed to buy any groceries again so there was nothing else to drink in the house) about Ryoba's daughter, Kokona's classmate Ayano Ashi the next minute a jagged shard of broken glass was at her throat. Ryoba smashed the empty glass Kokona offered her in Kokona's face before Kokona could retrieve the bottle of grape soda pop from the fridge. Ryoba then slammed Kokona hard against a nearby wall Ryoba's free arm pressed across Kokona's neck. Try as Kokona might she could not break free the woman was deceptively strong. Ryoba had always been so sweet to Kokona whenever Kokona saw her in town Kokona would never have suspected the woman was so unhinged.
"I could kill you right now if I want and no one would ever know. I'm very skilled at cleaning messes, girl. It comes with being a surgeon. This shard of glass will easily puncture your Retromandibular vein more commonly known as the Jugular. You'll then bleed out in well under a minute." Ryoba said. Her eyes blazed with madness.
Kokona had never felt so frightened in her admittedly short her life. "P-Please, I don't want to die. I'm only fifteen. I-I haven't e-even began to live my l-life yet." Kokona stammered pleading for her survival. "W-Why are you d-doing this?" Kokona asked with tears in her eyes.
"You know why, girl," Ryoba stated her voice cold devoid of any emotion.
"If this is about what Ayano and I did to Musume Ronshaku, you don't have to worry. I swear I'll never tell anyone." Kokona whimpered.
"Not good enough," Ryoba said. She pressed the shard painfully into Kokona's neck drawing forth a trickle of blood.
"I'll do whatever you want, Dr. Ashi! Just let me live!" Kokona sobbed.
"Befriend my daughter, Ayano," Ryoba said.
"You want me to do what?" Kokona asked confused. She had assumed Ryoba would not want her anywhere near Ayano after what happened yesterday in her basement.
"Befriend, Ayano," Ryoba said. "Tell Ayano you forgive her. Become one of her best friends, a real girl pal."
"But, but, but why?" Kokona said almost forgetting the makeshift blade at her throat.
"Ayano is such a sensitive young lady. Your reaction yesterday caused her great emotional distress. She threatened to kill herself because of how you treated her (not true but Ryoba wasn't going to tell Kokona that). I love Ayano dearly. If anything bad were to happened to her I'd simply go mad." Ryoba said grinning menacingly at Kokona. Ryoba backed away a step, the shard of glass still firmly grasped in her hand. "If you double-cross me or tell anyone what happened between us here today someone other than me will come to see you and you'll die in an appropriately gruesome fashion. Do we understand each other, Kokona?"
"Yes, Dr. Ashi," Kokona said softly not making eye contact.
Ryoba smashed the shard on the kitchen floor. "Be a dear Kokona, clean up the mess you made me make," Ryoba said before leaving.
Kokona stood there shaking for many minutes after Ryoba left. She found herself unable to move. Kokona was in shock. How could one of the most renowned surgeons in the nation be such a monster? Everyone knew the tragic story of Ryoba Ashi wrongfully accused of being a mass murderer while still in high school. After being acquitted following a sensational trial Ryoba faded from the public spotlight only to reappear a couple years later when her parents died in a tragic train crossing accident. The still young Ryoba and new husband Kyōhan shared in the grief of a nation. Because of the accident, the Ashis received a massive settlement from the railway company. Kyōhan eventually became a famous lawyer while Ryoba became an equally famous and highly skilled surgeon. The couple kept a low profile after the tragedy. They lived quietly in the same house where Ryoba grew up along with their only child a daughter named Ayano. To all outward observers they appeared an ideal family, Kokona now knew better. Kokona highly suspected Ryoba had indeed killed those girls back when Ryoba was a teen. Ayano and her mother were obviously insane as also likely was that Jāna girl (wherever she came from). Kokona knew she was in deep trouble.
Kokona began to cry again. She slid down the wall which her back was pressed against. She was trapped. No one would believe her. Her father couldn't stay sober long enough to help her or himself. Her only option was to do as Ryoba instructed and hope that would be enough.
Courtyard of Akademi High School Monday, Morning
"Ayano, Ayano," Osana Najimi called running up to Ayano and Jāna the latter of which rolled her eyes and muttered something nasty to herself.
"Um, Hi Osana," Ayano said.
Ayano had been dreading this moment. Osana had no idea but she was supposed to be one of Ayano's victims. The orange haired girl was lucky Ayano was unskilled at poisoning and got the dosage wrong when Ayano tainted Osana's Bento, otherwise, Osana wouldn't be here today.
"Take it," Osana said thrusting a sealed lavender envelope into Ayano's hands.
"It's a thank you card for saving my life," Osana explained. "There is also a really neat gift card in there for the big box store at the mall. I hope you like it."
"I don't know what to say Osana," Ayano said. "Thanks, I guess."
"No need to thank me," Osana said. "You already saved my life. When I woke up the doctors told me if they hadn't pumped my stomach when they did I'd have died of food poisoning. If not for you I wouldn't be here."
"How unfortunate you are here," Jāna mumbled.
"What do you say?" Osana asked frowning.
"I said how fortunate you are here," Jāna said.
"Hey, do I know you?" Osana said eyeing Jāna more closely. "You look kind of familiar."
"I don't believe so," Jāna said sticking her hand out. "I'm Jāna Ashi or at least I will be soon. Ayano's parents are adopting me. Isn't that right sis?"
"Yup," Ayano said.
"Huh," Osana said. "Odd that Ayano's parents would want two teenagers rather than one. My parents say I'm enough of a handful on my own."
"Well, that's you Osana, we are very well behaved," Jāna said.
"Hey, what is that suppose to mean?" Osana said.
"Whatever you think it means," Jāna said shrugging.
"Bye Osana, we have to get to class," Ayano said dragging Jāna away. "Why were you so rude to Osana?" Ayano asked Jāna when they were out of earshot.
"She's a self-important dimwit. I hate self-important dimwits." Jāna said. "I'd keep her at arm's length if I were you, Ayano. That girl is trouble."
"I kind of like her," Ayano said. "I found her annoying before, but now I feel sorry for her. She's rather pathetic."
"I couldn't agree more," Jāna chuckled. "Osana is a total bimbo."
"Why do you hate Osana so much?" Ayano asked.
"I have my reasons, which I 'd rather not share," Jāna said.
"Okay," Ayano said sensing she wouldn't get anything more out her "sister" regarding the subject of Osana. After Jāna came to live with their family Ayano had quickly discovered Jāna could be very tight-lipped when she wanted.
"Hey, sis isn't that your boy toy?" Jāna said elbowing Ayano in her ribs.
Sure enough, there was Taro Yamada. He was on the other side of the courtyard yelling at a middle school girl Ayano and Jāna recognized as his younger sister Hanako. Before her emotional awakening, Ayano had viewed Hanako as merely another obstacle to be removed now she felt differently. Ayano hadn't noticed before just how badly Taro treated his sister. The girl was on the verge of tears from Taro berating her.
Ayano felt her blood boil. She stormed across the courtyard ignoring Jāna who kept teasing her about Taro. "You're not being very nice to your sister," Ayano said when she reached the pair.
"She keeps following me around town. When she's late for school I get blamed by our parents." Taro said. He then rounded on Ayano. "Why am I telling you this? Who are you anyway? Wait, I know you. You're that girl who fell off the roof into the dumpster and hit her head. Because of you, we can't use the roof anymore, nice going by the way."
"I'm sorry," Ayano said suddenly feeling very small.
"Yeah, well, you being sorry doesn't let me eat my launch up there or enjoy the view during a break, now does it?" Taro snorted.
"Leave her alone, jerk. She nearly died." Jāna said catching up to Ayano.
"And you would be?" Taro asked unimpressed.
"Her sister," Jāna said. "Unlike you, I care about my sibling."
"Buzz off, both of you," Taro said turning back to yell at Hanako over getting him in trouble.
"C'mon sis, we don't need to waste our time on this loser," Jāna said tugging on Ayano's arm.
"Whatever, bitch," Taro said. "Why my best buddy Budo fished your clumsy sister out of that stinky trash heap is beyond me. I'd have let the EMTs do that."
"Budo saved me?" Ayano said. She had thought for some reason Taro rescued her when she heard a boy dove into the dumpster after seeing her fall inside it.
"Ask him about it about it yourself dumbo when he gets back from the inter-school martial arts tournament on Wednesday," Taro said grabbing Hanako by her arm. "I have to go hail an Uber for my sister before I'm late for my own classes."
"Bye," Hanako said waving at the older girls even though they had not yet been formally introduced.
Budo saved her and Taro was a jerk. Seeing the way he treated his sister, as well as others, disgusted the new Ayano. She felt nothing for him, nothing at all. She wondered if she ever truly had. Could her "love" for him have been nothing more than a sick obsession brought on by her condition? Ayano knew she had a lot to think about.
To Be Continued
Author's Note One -
I decided to make the gang juniors so I have four whole years to play with if I so choose.
Author's Note Two -
Not nearly as long as I would have liked. However, I feel it is best to keep updating whenever possible.