Chapter 7: Something Wonderful

A common feeling for me is waking up after what I thought was a dream, only to find out it wasn't. Often times this is a bad thing, but sometimes, it's good. This was one of the good examples. "You look so cute when you sleep." Maizono said to me as I began to wake up. I was back in my bed after the trip. "You were out for the whole ride back! I can't blame you, though. You must have been tired. That felt so good." she said to me. It felt better than so good. It felt great. The others were good, but being inside Maizono may have been the most pleasure I've felt ever. I was still trying to fully awaken myself when she gave me a kiss on the forehead, another great feeling. This could be the start of something wonderful.

I got up a lot slower today, still incredibly tired from that gauntlet of women, even though it had been over twelve hours. Another ordinary day, boring as fuck class, pretty nice occurrences at the cafeteria. The beautiful blue haired girl invited me to sit next to her, something she often did but now she knew about the secret. I don't even remember who we were talking to, I believe it was Asahina and Ludenberg. But the entire time, Maizono stroked my head, something I had no issue with. I wasn't even paying attention to what they were talking about, I was just embracing the nice touch of the idol singer on my head. "Fujisaki-kun, can I ask you something?" she asked me. I looked at her. "Yeah?" And right the fuck out of nowhere, she kissed me on the lips. I was initially surprised, but it was such a good kiss. Everything Maizono did felt so damn good. We kissed for what felt like hours, but was around thirty seconds, still rather long for a kiss. When the kiss stopped, I looked around. Everyone was looking at us. No one had expected to see the two of us kissing, not in a million years. The faces of the cafeteria were filled with shock and awe. But there was one face that stood out to me. The face of a girl with blond twin tails and an orange kimono. And she looked more pissed than I've ever seen anyone in my life.

Saionji showed him a large amount of money. "Kill her."

"W-what? You know, I don't take requests like this lightly. And judging by this story you've described, don't you think this sounds awfully petty?"

She looked around for a second, before finding more money, nearly doubling her offer. "Kill her!"

It was not an insignificant amount of money. "How the hell did you get that much cash?"

Saionji chuckled. "Anything is possible when rob people! Just like how she robbed me..." she said, sounding sadder as she spoke. He thought about the offer. It was a lot of cash, but no amount of money would be able to pay for a murder. "Now look, we all saw what happened at the cafeteria. I understand why you would be upset. But when push comes to shove and shit like this is necessary, I usually need a much better reason than the ones you've given me here. That's a lot, but I'm not accepting that." he said. Saionji laughed again, her laughing growing more maniacal as it went on. "I can double again." she said. "W-w-what? How the fuck do you have this much money?"

"I was kidding about the robbing part, hehe. I got all this from a lot of places. This isn't my first endeavor in shady business. You wouldn't believe the amount of money people are willing to spend on 'personal dancing shows', hehehe." she said, grinning. "That's fucking disgusting!" he yelled. Saionji shushed him as fast as she could. "I hope you understand that's not actually what I meant by that. Is your line of work so shady, that that's what your mind defaults to? Ha!" she laughed. She then pulled out a briefcase full of money. It was an offer he couldn't refuse. "Fine, I'll do it. But if you end up regretting what you have told me to do, it's your own fault. You ended her life. Got it?" he asked one last time. "Got it." She snickered as he left the room.

After school had ended, I had gotten a phone call. It was a call from Dad. This one had intrigued me, as even though he did very much care about me, he didn't often call to check on me. He knew I liked to be independent, and that he shouldn't worry about everything at every possible moment. Whenever he did, there would be two or three week gaps between these, save for the occasional text message. And our last talk was only about two days ago. I still picked up. "I'm assuming you've seen?" he asked me. "Seen what?" I asked back. "Well, that's not what I expected. Go search up your name." That couldn't be a good sign. I got to the computer and looked up my name. To my complete and utter horror, almost every news site from the legitimate newspapers to the untrustworthy tabloids had a picture of me and Maizono kissing. This wouldn't have been an issue, if not for the fact that they didn't know that I was a guy. Oh dear god, the media has made me a lesbian. "Pretty weird, right?" Dad asked me. "Yeah, that's... that's pretty weird. I'm gonna go look more into this, love you, bye!" I told him, hanging up before he got to say the same. I clicked on the first video and watched it.

"An interesting turn of events happened earlier today as popular Japanese pop idol Sayaka Maizono has seemingly and accidentally come out as a lesbian. As many know, she attends high school at Hope's Peak Academy, which needs no introduction. A recent photo taken by one of the students there, Mahiru Koizumi, had Maizono kissing another one of her classmates, programmer Chihiro Fujisaki. This is something that not even her idol band members reportedly saw coming. We'll keep you updated on this story." the video said. Of course they made me essentially an afterthought. Why wouldn't they? Why the hell would Koizumi of all people take those pictures? Does she just photograph everything she thinks is interesting? I knew those who didn't know about the secret would actually believe the news story, but what about those who did know? What would they think? What would Owada think? What would all the girls think? What would Saionji think?

Oh good god, what would Saionji think?

Before I had any time to process this, a loud knocking was heard on the door. I didn't want to open it, but it's hard not too when you're threatened with the line "Open the fucking door or I'll shoot your fucking brains out!" The knocking continued as I opened the door. To my surprise, it was Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu holding a gun and a briefcase. I don't think I ever really talked to Kuzuryu at all, so I didn't understand what the fuss was about. Jokes on you, bitch! I'm doing it anyway!" he said, pointing the gun in his hand directly at my face. I could tell he was trying to pull the trigger, but couldn't. I had no other choice but to get on my knees and put my hands up, that is if I wanted to avoid fucking dying. "Haha! I got you cornered! I'm gonna kill you! And you're gonna die! Haha! Haha..." Kuzuryu said. There was clearly something else going on, and I'm sure he didn't actually want me dead. But if I let him hesitate for too long, he'd probably shoot eventually. But as he spoke a completely worthless monologue about how dead I was going to be, I decided to do something I always wanted to do with this female act but never got the right opportunity to.

The fake tears rained down to the ground as I gave him the cutest yet saddest face imaginable. It was the face that could make anyone do anything. "Y-you wouldn't do this... to me, would you? What could I ever do to you? I'm too weak to ever do anything bad to you, Kuzuryu-kun. You can't just end my life for no reason!" I told him. A single tear went down his eye as he cracked under the pressure. He dropped the gun, curled up into a ball and explained everything. Mother fucking Saionji had put a hit on me for an incredibly large amount of money. I'm sure she did this because of the kiss. Everyone saw the kiss. I knew she'd be angry but not angry enough to want me dead. I just wanted to completely ignore her for the time being. But if this is the game she wants to play, then I guess I'd have to strike back. After his explaining was done, I forgave him and he ran right out of there. It was time to scheme once again.

I knocked on Saionji's door. She opened the door, probably thinking it was Kuzuryu. She was quite mistaken. "Y-you're alive!" she yelled. I simply looked at her, a wide smile on my face. "I'm going to kill you." I told her, using the girl voice. Saionji awkwardly laughed, thinking it was a joke. I pushed her as hard as I could into her room, walking in and locking the door afterwards. I pulled out a knife I had borrowed. I didn't want to use the gun Oowada had given me because if I was to actually go through with this, I wanted her to suffer. "I'm going to kill you!" I repeated, this time using my normal man voice. Saionji laughed once again. "Come on! Even I know you wouldn't actually do this! You're just gonna pussy out!" she said. That was about the last thing I expected to hear from her. I didn't really want to hurt her, but god dammit, she deserved it for ordering a hit on me. So I took a complete shot at the dark and threw the knife at her face. I thought she'd move out of the way, and she did, and to an extent, she did. The knife still cut through the top of her shoulder before hitting the room's wall. Blood squirted across the room as she held her wound, trying to prevent more from coming out. "Fujisaki, you're fucking crazy!" she yelled, her clothes and face covered in pink. I grabbed the knife from the wall and put it to her throat. "But I never ordered anyone to fucking kill you, did I?" I said, pushing the knife into her neck more. "You're trying to kill me right now, you fucking psychopath." she said, struggling to get out of her predicament. I laughed at her. "But I have real reason, though. You were just mad I was with Maizono instead of you, I'm doing this not only as an act of revenge, not only so I don't have to deal with your whining anymore, but so I don't cause turmoil for all of us with the spawn you're producing." I said, temporarily pointing the knife at her stomach before moving it back to the neck.

"Oh my god, you're worse than a psychopath, you're a fucking monster!" She yelled, trying to get out of her situation. I was going to swing the knife and end her everything, but another knock on the door interrupted it. I dropped the knife and ran into her bathroom as Kuzuryu entered the room. "I'm sorry, Saionji-san. I couldn't do it. Here's all the money back." he said, handing her a briefcase. He completely ignored her bloodied shoulder. Saionji opened the briefcase, it was filled with dollar bills. She took some of them and rolled them up, using them to cover her injury. "Well, that's a waste." said Kuzuryu. But then, even in the severe pain she was in, Saionji began to laugh. "You didn't look closely enough at the cash, did you? That's all fake. How else could I have that much in one briefcase?" she said, somewhat struggling to say it. I could see the yakuza member's eyes fill with nothing but rage. "You tried to get me to kill that innocent girl for fake money?!" he yelled at her. She continued to laugh at him, and once her laughing fit died down, she repeatedly called him a fool. It was then when Kuzuryu finally noticed the knife on the ground and picked up. "That's a sick fucking gash." he said, before chopping into the wound with full force. The cut wasn't too deep before, but now it went about halfway down her shoulder. She was screaming as more as her bodily fluids made a mess out of everything in her area. "I didn't kill Fujisaki, so I won't kill you, either." he said before leaving, keeping the knife in her shoulder.

As this took place, I realized the horrible mistakes I had just made. I ran to her to see if there was anything I could do. She was breathing rapidly and coughing up blood. She'd absolutely die of blood loss if she wasn't treated soon. "Take me to Tsumiki's... now." she said to me, still trusting me even after what I had done. I carefully removed the knife and carried her down to Tsumiki's office. No one else was in the halls to notice the both of us, covered in pink. I don't often feel guilt, but this was a time that didn't apply. When we got there, she stumbled into the hospital bed and fell right to sleep. I watched Tsumiki patch up her shoulder the entire time. I couldn't believe what I had done, and I would never repeat anything remotely close to it.