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Yandere Simulator A Twist Of Fate – Chapter Thirteen Injustice Part I – Birthday Party From Hell
Haruka Residence Saturday, afternoon
"Thanks again for inviting me," Ayano said. Then added when Jāna loudly cleared her throat. "Um, I mean thanks for inviting us."
"Much better," Jāna said.
"We brought you a present," Ayano said handing Kokona a medium sized box wrapped in gold paper with a matching golden bow.
"Thanks," Kokona said as she gingerly took possession of the box which she dared not shake for fear of its possible contents. Kokona then welcomed the pair into her home.
In the back of her mind, Kokona hoped it didn't contain anything that was dangerous. Kokona wished she hadn't invited the Aishi girls to her birthday party, especially Ayano. Kokona, however, after the glass incident was far too frightened of their mother Ryoba to not extend the invitation as instructed. Truth be told, Kokona didn't feel much like having a party.
Lingering guilt over her role in the violent murder of Musume Ronshaku still haunted Kokona on a daily basis. Every time Kokona saw Ayano she felt sick to her stomach. No matter how hard she tried Kokona could never banish the image of Ayano plunging that kitchen knife into Musume's chest over and over again or how casually Anyano talked about incriminating Musume's lifeless body after the deed was done. Kokona knew she didn't deserve any measure of happiness in her life. So what if her father occasionally hit her when he came home drunk, she was trash. Human garbage who wasn't worthy of kindness.
"Are you feeling okay Ko Ko?" Saki Miyu asked Kokona after Kokona had placed the gift on the kitchen table with others she had already received.
"I'm okay, Si," Kokona said with a weak smile.
Saki who was Kokona's best friend always called her Ko Ko rather than Kokona just like how Kokona called her Si rather than Saki. Kokona and Saki had been close since kindergarten. Until the death of Kokona's mother, both families had taken their summer vacations together every year. These days Kokona spent much of her spare time with the Saki Clan rather than at her own home so she could avoid her alcoholic, gambler father. Although deeply troubled by recent changes in her best friend's behavior Saki kept her mouth shut rather than risk causing waves. Saki suspects Kokona needed her support and understanding now more than ever. The last thing Saki wanted to do was drive Kokona away she cared about Kokona much too deeply to ever risk that.
Meanwhile, in the living room, Ayano and Jāna mingled with the other guests who were mostly girls their age with two notable exceptions; Kokona's boyfriend Riku Soma and Budo Masuta. Ayano knew why Riku was here but she was surprised by Budo's presence. Budo stood in a corner by himself a glass of punch in his hand. Ayano brushed off an attempt at conversation from Midori and Osana to instead chat with Budo. She needed to thank him for rescuing her after her fall into the dumpster on that fateful day.
"Hi Budo," Ayano said. Budo turned to face her. 'Damn he's cute with his scruffy black hair, soulful eyes and rugged good looks.' Ayano could not help but think.
"Oh hi, Ayano," Budo said.
"Yup, I'm Ayano, she is me," Ayano said. Suddenly she felt very awkward.
"Okay, can I help you with anything?" Budo asked while raising an eyebrow.
"Um, er, not really. I just wanted to thank you for saving me when I uh took my tumble." Ayano stammered.
"Oh yeah, now I remember. I pulled you from the dumpster after you fell from the rooftop. I honestly thought you were dead." Budo said.
"Well, I, er, wasn't thanks in part to you," Ayano said. 'Nice one Ayano. Like that doesn't sound corny at all.' Ayano thought.
"Obviously," Budo chuckled as he smiled at Ayano.
"Ah, yeah, duh," Ayano laughed nervously. 'He has such a nice smile. His eyes twinkle like stars when he laughs.' She thought. She mentally scolded herself for never having noticed how handsome Budo was before. Budo had asked Ayano out on a date last year but she brushed him off because she felt nothing for him, or for anyone or anything else at the time. "What are you doing here? Are you friends with Kokona? I thought this was going to be an all girl party, well, except for Riku." Ayano asked after a few moments of uncomfortable silence between the two.
"Not really, I'm here for my cousin Oka. My parents are worried she might not fit in and so am I. Oka is like the sister I never had. She's been bullied a lot due to her unique way of looking at the world. My parents would only let her come if I promised to check things out." Budo explained.
"You're a kind person and a good unofficial brother, Budo," Ayano said.
Ayano was filled with a deep sense of shame. Before her emotional awakening, Ayano had frequently bullied Oka so she could test out the effectiveness of various means of torture, mostly psychological, on someone. It was Ayano who convinced the school to ban Oka's Occult Club by convincing Headmaster Kocho Shuyona that the other girl was "summoning demons" (a ludicrous claim but one Ayano easily convinced the overly paranoid Kocho of). Ayano felt she had no choice at the time because Jāna, or Info Chan then, claimed Oka was romantically interested in Taro.
"I know I'm only her cousin but I love her as if she were my sister. I always try my best to protect her whenever possible." Budo said. Budo paused for a moment as if considering something before he again spoke. "Standing up to Megami and her Student Council took a lot of guts."
"Shucks, it was nothing," Ayano said blushing slightly at the compliment.
"Don't sell yourself short," Budo said. "I know a lot of people some of them who are on the Martial Arts Team with me who would have backed down to Megami rather than stand their ground. You're a very brave girl. I admire those who resist injustice whatever its form"
"Really?" Ayano said with a smile of her own.
"Really," Budo said. "Would you like to try that new sushi restaurant in the mall, my treat?"
"You mean like a date?" Ayano said.
"Like a date," Budo said.
"When do you want to go?" Ayano asked.
"Does tomorrow afternoon at two sound good?" Budo said.
"I'll be there," Ayano said.
"Everything seems safe here. I have to go tell Oka I'm leaving. I'll see you tomorrow at two in the mall." Budo said.
"See you then," Ayano said before Budo departed.
Ayano could scarcely believe what just happened. She had a date! A boy asked her on a real date no creepy stalking or deplorable violence against others involved. Ayano Aishi stood on the cusp of a normal teenage relationship something she never thought possible. She was so happy she didn't know what to do with herself.
The remainder of that day passed like a dream for Ayano. She and the other girls sat around chatting about nothing and having fun with silly games like "would you rather". Everything was perfect until Kokona's father Saimu returned home plastered.
"Kokona," Saimu hiccuped while stumbling through the front door and into the living room. He was a mess his suit disheveled; its jacket was torn, his eyes were bloodshot and he obviously hadn't showered or shaved in some time. In his left hand was clasped a half-empty bottle of whiskey.
"Dad, what are you doing here I thought you were away in Hokkaido on business until Tuesday?" Kokona asked. Her eyes grew wide with fear.
"Never mind that you little whore! I know everything!" Saimu said.
"Hey don't call her that!" Riku said trying to defend his girlfriend's honor.
"Have you paid her to suck you off too, boy?" Saimu said.
"No, Dad, no," Kokona pleaded shaking her head.
"You know she has sex with people for money? She's a paid slut." Saimu said.
"Kokona, what does he mean?" Riku asked Kokona. Kokona said nothing but started crying.
"Do you want to tell him or should I?" Saimu asked with a hiccup. Kokona remained silent other than for her sobs.
"I found out at the hotel bar my own darling daughter is the hottest piece of ass this side of Tokyo. Her specialty is having sex with older businessmen for big payoffs." Saimu said. "So how much are you paying her?" Before Riku could answer his disgusting allegations Saimu moved on to another subject her looked back at his crying daughter. "Wait, I have an idea. I'll rent you to Musume's grieving father during the Christmas Break, Kokona. If you give him a good enough time maybe he'll wipe out my gambling debt. Be creative, let him fuck your ass if he wants or use whips and chains I hear he likes kinky stuff."
Without warning, Riku decked the grinning Saimu who fell to the floor. A moment later Riku's anger dissipated somewhat and he knelt down to make sure the older man was not seriously injured. Riku received a bottle over his head for his troubles. Everyone present screamed in fear as broken glass flew everywhere. Saimu likely would have killed the dazed Riku who he was choking right there if not for the sudden appearance of Ryoba and Kyōhan Aishi. Kyōhan pulled Saimu off Riku then blocked a sloppy punch Saimu threw knocking Saimu back onto the floor with a right book of his own.
"Call the police," Kyōhan said to Ryoba who quickly did just that on her smartphone.
"I didn't do nothing that boy assault me first!" Saimu cried wiping a trickle of blood from his mouth. "Why don't you arrest my slut of a daughter? She's a filthy little punk ass prostitute."
"Be quiet," Kyōhan growled.
Aishi Residence several hours later, evening
"Thanks for letting me spend the night here, Dr. Aishi. I really don't know where else I could go with dad in jail." Said a dejected Kokona who now stood in the spare bedroom of the Aishi residence clad only in her pajamas.
"Don't mention it, dear," Ryoba said smiling sweetly.
Ryoba's plan had worked perfectly. Yesterday she visited the hotel where Saimu was staying and "accidentally" dropped enough cash by his table to get ten people drunk. Ryboba made sure several patrons of the hotel bar would mention Kokona's illicit activities within earshot of Saimu. With Saimu out of the way, Ryoba could more easily hold Kokona within her power. Dependency often fostered loyalty. While normally Ryoba would simply either kill Kokona herself or have someone else dispose of the girl (Jāna perhaps once her second daughter underwent enough training) she knew Ayano would be devastated by such a development. Still, Ryoba had to keep Ayano safe at all costs even from herself. While Ayano might fail to recognize the profound threat to her future Kokona's knowledge represented Ryoba was not so blind. Kokona was best kept under close supervision.
"But you've done so much for me. Dr. Aishi you convinced the other girls to keep my life of prostitution secret. If not for you I'd never been able to show my face at school again, my life would be over." Kokona said remembering Ryoba's impassioned plea that Kokona was the real victim and should be afforded every consideration. Kokona who only a short time ago was afraid of Ryoba gave the woman a loving hug.
Ryoba stroked the girl's long purple hair while Kokona began to softly sob. "There, there, everything will be okay, dear," Ryoba said soothingly. 'I know I can make great use of you, girl,' Ryoba thought to herself with a smirk.
Ayano silently watched the display unfold through the slightly ajar bedroom door. She had no idea what her mother was up to. She only hoped Ryoba meant Kokona no harm.
A Lonely River Back, wee hours
Three Yakuza members wearing black threw the mutilated, tarp-wrapped, weighted down the body of Saimu into the murky, fast-flowing water below. Once Saimu "accidentally escaped" from the paddy wagon transporting him to the prison the three quickly fell upon him. Another job performed to perfection. One of the many favors their organization owed Ryoba Aishi had been paid.
To Be Continued