A/N: so this one is a bit of a long one. i really got carried away here. it would be best if you grabbed yourself a snack before reading.
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The time was 5:36 PM. Monday.
"I'll get you what you want! Just please, give me more time!"
"i gave you two weeks, yet you failed to deliver. Give me what I want in less then two days, or else" info-chan said as she dealt with one of her suppliers through a video chat.
"it's not as easy as it sounds, you know! I can't just go up to my friends and say 'hey girls. Lift up your skirts so I can take pictures of your underwear!' besides, this isn't my problem!" the brunette whined.
Info-chan grinned. "of course it isn't your problem… and this isn't a photo of you giving a blow job to an underclassman!" she shouted as she held the embarrassing photo.
"where did you get that!?"
"that's not important… get me those photos or I'll upload and send this picture to every social media user in the entire school!" info-chan threatened.
"you can't! That will ruin my reputation!"
"i don't care" info-chan said while smiling maliciously. "get me twenty panty shots by Wednesday night or this photo will be posted… get it?"
"…got It…"
"good" info-chan ended the video chat on her laptop and sighed in annoyance.
Why is it always so hard for them to understand? If you don't do as info-chan says, bad things happen.
Okay, time to stop messing around. Back to the real work.
Info-chan had been searching through her network of student information while looking for a particular profile.
This network was one of info-chan's greatest achievements. It was designed to 'stalk' students social profiles and slowly gather information about them as the years go by. It was also constantly edited and updated by info-chan herself.
It held information, pictures and videos of almost every student in aka-demi high. The only person who wasn't in this network was info-chan's brother, Jayson Stone.
"there you are" info-chan said when she finally found the file of Ayana Satsujin-koibito. Inside that file were literally hundreds of pictures of corpses, murder weapons and bloody uniforms. There were also at least thirty recorded videos of ayana murdering girls and even boys for her senpai.
Ayana was a very sloppy and inexperienced murderer. An effective murderer, but still sloppy and inexperienced. Always leaving the corpse untended, always leaving proof, always forgetting to clean up her mess. The only reason she doesn't get caught is because of jayson. He cleans up the mess, he hides the body, he disposes of the evidence, he deals with the witnesses. He's been cleaning up after ayana ever since he first saw her, long before she ever knew he existed.
Info-chan had always kept this file handy, in case there was ever a reason to blackmail the senpai obsessed yandere. It wasn't like info-chan wanted to though.
She was terrified of ayana, and that was for good reason. Not only was her brother spending every minute of his life with that psycho, but that psycho was also one of info-chan's best clients. She alone supplied more panty shots then any other contact that info-chan had. Let's sum it up for you. A regular client brings in one panty shot per day, ayana brings in five.
She was info-chan's greatest asset… and her deepest fear.
It was ayana's job to move around and stalk while being unseen. She could be behind info-chan right now and nobody would know!
This caused her to turn around to look behind herself… just to be sure. She sighed in relief when she saw nothing. She was growing more and more paranoid as the days went by. She would normally be okay, But things were different now.
Ayana knows where she lives, she's seen info-chan's face, she's heard her voice.
Jayson was told not to bring that psycho into their house, But did he listen? no. how can that fool be so calm when dealing with an obsessed psychopath with a slingshot personality and murderous intentions?
More importantly, why does he want to drop to his knees and worship the ground she walks on! Isn't he afraid that she'll go after him next because she no longer she's him as useful? Doesn't he know that she's just using him?
Isn't he scared?…
more importantly, doesn't he know that if that murderer does fall for him, his older sister will become a target?!
Honestly, ayana isn't really that pretty. She's actually rather bland when compared to the many other girls at school. Maybe jayson likes her because he believes they are one in the same.
Let info-chan tell you, they are not one in the same.
Jayson doesn't have a shrine to ayana! Jayson doesn't pretend that ayana cares! Jayson is not an invisible nobody who lacks both common sense and emotion! Jayson is not a pathetic nut job who can only function on the approval of some loser like senpai! And…
Okay, maybe info-chan was getting a little angry. It's just… unfair. Her brother has spilled his heart out to ayana, he put his life in danger for her. She doesn't even notice, maybe she does notice but just doesn't care.
The only thing that will register inside that little freak's head is senpai.
Every day, every night. Senpai this! Senpai that! Notice me senpai! Love me senpai! Watch me murder this girl and write your name with her blood, senpai!
"What a pathetic little monster you are" info-chan said to the digital photo of ayana. "I'm just waiting for you to break my brother's heart, because when you do… I will destroy you and everything you hold sacred. I have enough information to keep you locked away for life"
The time was 10:28 PM.
"who are you talking about?" Taro Satsujin-koibito asked his wife as he fell into his bed, exhausted from his hard day of work.
"oh, my! Are you jealous, darling? Are you worried someone is going to steal your beloved wife away?" seiko replied in a teasing tone.
"that's… actually the last thing I worry about" Taro said as his wife joined him on the bed.
"ohh, darling! That's so romantic!"
"right… so who did you see today?" Taro got back on topic.
"I'll tell you all about it on the way to the airport, darling"
"wait… airport?!" Taro asked in shock as his wife quickly went into their closet. She pulled out to suitcases.
"that's right, darling! Pack your bags! We're going to America!"
"we can't do that! What about our jobs?!"
"Don't worry darling. I've already called the boss and informed him that we need to take a little trip. He was very understanding" Seiko said in joy as she began folding her various clothing and began putting them in one of the suitcases.
"how long will we be gone for?"
"I'm not sure darling. It all depends on how fast I can track him down" Taro felt incredibly sorry for whoever he is.
"what about Ayana? Her graduation is in four days! She wants… no, she needs us to be there!" Taro said.
"she's moving from the second year to the third year. Honestly, it's not that big of an accomplishment"
"it is to her!" Taro argued. He was furious towards his wife's selfish actions. Ayana, their only daughter, had literally sat both of them down and said 'I need both of you to come to my graduation ceremony' yet, here is her mother, planning on going to America just to hunt some poor fool down.
"she'll get over it. We leave her alone all the time" seiko said.
"exactly. We leave her alone all the time! We're never around when she needs us!" taro shouted. "we owe her this!"
"we owe her nothing" seiko said in a slightly angered tone. "we gave her life. If anything, she owes us"
"we isolated her from the outside world for fourteen years! She spent her entire childhood right here! In this house! Not going anywhere or doing anything! And now that you've unleashed her upon the world, we're just going to leave her when she needs us the most?!" Taro shouted. All fear was past him now. Now he wasn't just fighting for himself, he was fighting for his daughter.
"she'll be moving out in less then a few years"
"yes! And when she moves out, do you think she'll automatically know how to hold down a job? Or how to pay a rent every month? She'll be a woman on the outside but on the inside, she'll still be just a girl. A little girl who will be scared and confused because her parents didn't take the time out of their busy schedule to teach their child how the world works!"
"this conversation is over" seiko said in a growl.
"no! I am putting my foot down, Seiko! Our daughter! Our combined flesh and blood needs us! Needs you! It's time for you to stop acting like a psychopathic murderer and start acting like a mother!"
His wife drew a knife and stabbed one of the pillows on their bed, causing feathers to fly out of it. "listen to me. Taro! That little brat might be your daughter BUT I AM YOUR WIFE! I AM THE ONLY WOMAN IN YOUR LIFE! AND I AM NOT LETTING MY OWN DAUGHTER STEAL MY HUSBAND FROM ME!" Seiko yelled. "so when I say pack your bags, you will pack… your… bags… NOW!"
"yes… my wife" Taro said in defeat.
"we leave Tomorrow morning, whether ayana knows it or not"
yan-chan heard everything from the other side of the wall, which was where her room was.
"hey… you okay, beautiful?" Jayson stone asked in a concerned tone while standing up from her bed.
"i want to go to sleep" she sounded heart broken.
"I'm sure your mother didn't mean what she said" jayson tried to cheer her up. "it's best to not take it personally"
"i want… to go… to sleep" yan-chan repeated.
"right… i'm sorry. Goodnight, Ayana" jayson exited yan-chan's room by climbing out the window "if you need anything… I'm here for you. Remember that" he said before he left her.
She was then left alone, as always.
They're never there when she needs them. They're never there when she wants them. They just leave her alone, thinking that she'll be okay. Don't take this as her whining because she's got daddy and mommy issues.
God, that sounds so common. A little girl who doesn't get along with her family, read that story a hundred times.
Her family isn't exactly a broken one. Her parents don't really neglect her. In fact, she's grateful for every moment she spends with them. Even siting down to eat dinner with them is seen as a big deal for yan-chan.
She's not neglected or unloved, she's just… ignored.
The Time was 11:43 PM.
Senpai was laying in his bed, getting ready for sleep.
Before he turned off his bedside lamp, he took a good look at his room.
Many of senpai's possessions were packed away inside large cardboard boxes that were ready to be transported to their new home in tokyo.
Even though senpai was all packed and ready to go, his family wasn't. They'd still be in this house for another three or four weeks, due to the amount of items that would need to be packed and moved. It would also take at least a week for senpai's new home to be made livable.
Senpai was going to miss this old house. He was going to miss all of his friends. But he wouldn't let the sadness of goodbye ruin his mood.
He focused on the positives. Senpai already knew that collage was going to be amazing, he'd be securing his future while meeting new people and gaining new friends, and all of his family members were back in tokyo, waiting for senpai to come home!
His train of thought was ruined by the sound of a pebble colliding on his window. He opened the window and found jayson to be the source.
"jayson? Why are you still up?" senpai asked.
"i need to talk to you, it's important" jayson said. He seemed worried over something.
Senpai was a little bitter toward jayson after their encounter in the locker rooms. But hey, maybe he was feeling guilty, maybe he wanted to give an apology.
Jayson didn't wait for senpai to give permission to enter the house. He climbed up the outside wall and entered through the window. the same way yan-chan always enters his room.
Senpai was shocked to see that jayson was able to climb up and into his room, which was on the second floor. An easy feat for someone like jayson, but not for senpai.
"so what did you want to talk about?" he asked.
"forget about our little conversation in the locker room" jayson said simply.
"so I can talk to ayana-chan again?" senpai asked. He hated having to ignore her.
"yeah, something has come up and… I need you to keep her happy" jayson said.
"why? Is something wrong? Is she okay?"
"she's fine. She's just… It's not my place to tell you"
"well, why do I have to keep her happy?" senpai asked.
"because she's only happy when she's around you"
"oh… I never knew she felt that way" senpai said.
"then that just proves how ignorant of a worm you are" jayson said coldly before he jumped out of senpai's window, leaving the house.
Senpai stood there in shock for a while. Did ayana really love him that much? Was he truly the only thing that brought her joy?
Wow… he really is an ignorant worm. Ayana must have meant a lot to jayson if he came all the way here just to tell senpai this.
Maybe… senpai still isn't ready for this stuff. He thought that he was more then ready to take on a relationship. But when you're so narrow minded to the point that you cannot comprehend the feelings of someone else, maybe you just aren't ready for love.
What if senpai is Asexual? Like… he want's love, but he can't feel it yet because deep down, he knows he can't handle it.
Jayson is ready. Ayana is ready. Senpai isn't ready, and he most likely never will be.
The time was 7:01 AM. Tuesday.
"okay. The house is full of food and you've got money to order takeout if you want. Be a good girl while we're gone Ayana" yan-chan's father said as he loaded his suitcase into the car.
"do you really have to go right now? My graduation is in another three days. Maybe you could wait until then and I can go with you?" yan-chan asked her parents. She really wanted them to be with her, But instead they decide to take a 'business trip' to America while leaving their only child alone!
"no… we can't wait" her mother said coldly. "hurry up! Our flight leaves in the next half-hour!" she sat down in the passengers seat of the car.
"we'll be home soon" her father kissed her on the forehead "we love you, sweetie"
"i love you guys too" she replied.
Her parents then drove away. She stood on the sidewalk, looking at the now empty road.
This was just great. First senpai forgets she ever existed, next her parents leave her to go play tourist in the united states. What's next? Is jayson going to say 'hey, beautiful! Guess what! I love you! Marry me!'
"hey, beautiful" speak of the devil…
Jayson stone walked toward yan-chan, who was still standing on the sidewalk.
"you okay?" he asked, putting his hand on her shoulder in a caring fashion.
"I'm fine" she said simply. "I'm just a little…" she stopped talking when jayson suddenly took her hand in his. She looked at this gesture with a shocked expression.
"my hands are freezing. I was wondering if you'd warm them up for me" he smiled softly.
A soft smile also grew on yan-chan's face. "i dunno if you're telling the truth or just making up an excuse so you can hold my hand" she said in a slightly happier voice.
"it's a little bit of both"
"this isn't weird for you, is it?" yan-chan asked.
"no… I like it" he said.
They were mimicking each others words that were said when they were under the sakura tree during the culture festival.
They walked to school together, side by side. holding each others hands.
The time was 7:23 AM.
Senpai was leaning against one of the sakura trees in the courtyard of aka-demi high while reading through one of his textbooks.
His mind was far from focused today, so he'd need all the last minute knowledge he could get. He couldn't stop thinking about jayson and ayana. All this time, senpai had thought that ayana was perfect for him, and maybe she was. But he wasn't perfect for her.
Ayana obviously deserves someone who is mature and serious about their relationship, and senpai may be serious, but he obviously isn't mature.
A mature person wouldn't freak out when they see their best friend getting ready to kiss a girl who has no relational bond to another.
And yes, jayson did freak out on senpai, but he kinda felt like it was deserved. Besides, jayson was a good guy. Ayana would be happy with him.
Senpai was just taking his own advice. If you love somebody, then you should just be content in knowing that they'll be happy. Senpai strongly believed in this.
Of course, he would still honor the request of his friend. He'd give ayana the happiest time of her life. Then, once senpai goes off to collage, jayson can handle the rest.
His gaze was taken away from his textbook when he heard the voices of the very people he was thinking about.
"so, this aya girl of yours. Why haven't I seen her around?" yan-chan asked.
"umm… she's from a different school, That's it" jayson lied.
"but… if you tried to jump from the roof of our school, how could you see her if she goes to a different school?" jayson forgot how smart yan-chan was.
"uhh… haven't you heard of student exchange programs? Because that's… totally a thing!" he said, thinking quickly.
"ohh, I never thought about that" yan-chan responded. She then saw senpai walking towards her.
She hid her face from him. For all she knew, she had probably dishonored him in some way. And now he barely wants to see her. She's not worthy.
"good morning, ayana-chan" senpai greeted. "you look lovely today"
"really?" she asked in a cheery tone while revealing her face. her mood instantly brightened.
"yeah. I love what you've done with your hair" senpai commented again.
"what do you mean? I always wear my hair like this" she said while playing around with her ponytail, slightly confused.
"smooth move, Casanova" jayson commented, causing yan-chan to giggle slightly.
Whoa. Where did that come from? She never used to laugh at jayson's… constructive criticism towards senpai. In fact, yan-chan mostly got offended by it, So why did she laugh at an insult geared toward her beloved?
Even though everyone thought senpai was a total ladies man, he actually didn't know the first thing about flirting with girls. Seriously, what do you say to them? Do you just keep changing topics until you find one they are into or do you just constantly throw complements at them? And even then, what do you complement about?
"yeah but… it looks good on you, it's like the style was made just for you" senpai said, fixing his mistake. He could see Jayson's palm meeting his face. Yeah, senpai would have done that too.
"aww, why thank you. Would you like to walk me to class?" yan-chan asked, Trading jayson's hand for senpai's arm.
Senpai looked at jayson but didn't see any form of aggression in his eyes. Basically meaning that it was okay for senpai to do as he pleased.
Their arms interlocked and senpai escorted her to class while jayson followed behind.
Yan-chan was having one of the best moments of her life. Senpai's big, strong arm was interlocked with hers! He was escorting her to class because he was just as concerned for her safety as much as she is concerned for his!
Yan-chan's saw it clearly now. She understood why senpai had ignored her all day yesterday and why he's being so nice now.
He obviously ignored her because he was making a huge decision and he didn't want her presence to influence him. And the reason he's so nice now, is because he's made that decision.
Don't you see? He has finally realized that he's in love with her!
Finally! After two whole years of hard work, He's finally hers! All that's left is for her to confess her feelings for him too. Then they'd only further reinstate their love for each other.
They'd be together… forever!
They walked through the hallways of aka-demi high school while almost every other student stared at yan-chan and senpai in shock. Almost every female student glared at yan-chan in lustful jealousy.
That's right. Eat your hearts out, you pathetic whores! He belongs to me! Her mind cried in joy.
Everything was going amazingly well. Until this happened…
"oh senpai!" a girl with long honey blond hair and deep sapphire eyes shouted.
This was Ninki Arimasu. Student council president.
One of the most popular girls in the entire school. She was the one girl that nobody would ever dare cross. Not like they wanted to, anyway. Everybody, literally the entire school worship her as a goddess walking among humans. An angel personally picked by god himself to spread purity and goodness. A child born with a heart of gold and a soul of silver.
Boys line up and beg for just one moment to look at her. Girls beg to be her! Her teachers bend over backwards for her. One time, the football team carried her all the way to the cafeteria!
She could skip school right now and nobody would care. She's even allowed to wear casual clothes at school! She breaks the strict dress code every day yet nobody cares!
If any student ever showed up without wearing their uniform, they'd be punished. But for some reason, this girl could walk in while wearing the most skimpy and perverted clothing possible and nobody would object, some would even complement. Why? because everybody loves her.
She's drop dead gorgeous, incredibly intelligent, a pro athlete even though she hates sports. Not to mention the fact that she's rich! She wears the newest and most expensive clothing, her phone alone costs sixty-one-thousand yen! That's close enough to five hundred dollars in America!
You want it to be made clearer for you? Her nickname is Mary Sue.
"hello Ninki!" senpai greeted his class mate while smiling.
"what are you doing down here, silly? Our classroom is on the third floor, remember?" Ninki asked while cruelly shoving yan-chan. Causing her to lose her balance and fall.
Jayson quickly caught yan-chan before her body hit the floor. "what the hell, senpai!" he shouted.
"oh, ayana-chan! I'm sorry" senpai apologized while looking toward her.
"oh, don't worry. She looks fine to me" Ninki said while grinning at yan-chan. "well come on, cutie. Let's get you to class before you're late. We don't want you to get in trouble" Ninki said before her arm forcefully interlocked with senpai's. They then walked upstairs, to the third floor.
Before senpai disappeared from yan-chan's field of sight, she could see an apologetic look on his face.
This was absurd! This bitch just stole senpai right in front of yan-chan! The worst part was that he did nothing to stop this! It was like he was being brainwashed! Wait… that's exactly what was happening. This whore was no shining saint. She was a demon, a succubus sent by satan to steal senpai away.
Yan-chan just stood there, dumbfounded and confused. Everything was going so well for her today. But now…
"and here I was, thinking that today was going to be boring" jayson said, snapping yan-chan out of her trance.
"what do you say, friend? You wanna go murder that whore or what?" yan-chan asked. Her blank eyes held nothing but rage. To jayson, her glare of hatred was one of the most beautiful sights his eyes had ever seen.
"on three" he said as they joined hands.
1… 2… 3…
"she… must… die" they both whispered together. To you, they would be attacking and taking the life of a poor girl who had done absolutely nothing wrong. To them, it was a regular Tuesday.
The time was 5:01 PM.
Info-chan walked into her brothers room. She was greeted to the sight of her brother sitting on his bed while yan-chan was frantically pacing around his room, ranting off the top of her lungs.
"HOW DARE SHE STEAL HIM FROM ME! DOES SHE HAVE ANY IDEA WHO SHE'S DEALING WITH? WHEN I GET MY HANDS ON HER… I'LL TORTURE HER FOR THREE YEARS STRAIGHT! I'LL BLUDGEON HER WITH A BALL POINT PEN! I'LL TEAR HER FLESH OFF OF HER BONES AND EAT IT! I'LL… I'LL…"
"we get it. You're gonna go super sadist on her" jayson said. "just sit down and breath for a while. We need to think about this before we do anything rash"
"i know. I just… I need to take my anger out on something" yan-chan said.
"here, go crazy" jayson threw one of his pillows at her. She caught it and began stabbing it with her butterfly knife.
"so how should we kill that bitch?" yan-chan asked as she continued to stab jayson's pillow. "do we light her on fire and laugh as the flames devour her body? Do we feed her to rabid dogs? Do we sacrifice her to the occult club?"
"why bother killing someone when you can make them kill themselves" info-chan said as she announced her presence.
"what are you talking about?" jayson asked his older sister.
"it just seems like so much work. You two have a lot of things to do. Murder doesn't need to be one of them" she smiled. "especially for you… valedictorian" info-chan smiled at yan-chan.
"me? I'm not a valedictorian" yan-chan protested.
"no, you aren't. But I can make you one. Think of it as… a goodbye present"
"what do you mean?" jayson asked.
"I'm not going to collage in japan. I'm taking my education out of this tiny island. You two are looking at one of the newest students of the Massachusetts institute of technology" info-chan gloated.
"you're going to Boston? America?" jayson asked. He was surprised that his sister was swinging so high.
"well its technically in Cambridge. but yes, i will be in America"
"what does this have to do with me?" yan-chan asked.
"you've been one of my most useful assets. I take care of those who do good things for me. and think about it. senpai will see you on that podium, giving one of the most inspirational speeches in the world. He'll be eating out of your hands" info-chan gave a fully written speech to yan-chan.
"thank you" she said in surprise.
"okay, as much as I love to see my girls getting along. We still have a dilemma to deal with" jayson said. "why do wank ninki to kill herself?"
"before she even came to aka-demi high. I was the queen. I ruled with an iron fist. But then she came, and ruined everything. Everything I was good at, she dominated. It took me months to gain control over the school, she gained control in only a few minutes. She even stole my seat in the student council! Ever since then, I've dedicated my life to exacting my revenge" info-chan explained.
"so why is she still around?" yan-chan asked.
"i can't find anything to blackmail her with. She's just so… perfect" info-chan said through gritted teeth. "but I realize I've been going about this all wrong. It's not her acts at school that I can use. It's her acts outside of school"
"what are you saying?" jayson questioned.
"have you ever heard of enjo-kosai?" info-chan asked.
"enjo-whatsai?" jayson asked. Yan-chan knew what that meant though.
"enjo-kosai refers to the Japanese phenomenon of school girls going on dates with middle aged men in exchange for money or gifts. This is also known as compensated dating. The girl decides how far the date will go. the date might end after dinner at a restaurant, or the date might end… in a hotel room" info-chan smiled.
"the practice of enjo-kosai is frowned upon and can bring shame to a girl and her family. It is believed that over thirteen percent of Japanese school girls participate in enjo-kosai" yan-chan explained to jayson.
"so?…"
info-chan and yan-chan rolled their eyes. "he's hopeless" info-chan said. "do you remember when we went shopping last week in Sisuta town, brother? I saw her in the mall. Aren't you curios as to how she can afford the most expensive outfits when her family is going through financial struggle?"
"you don't think?" jayson suggested.
"i don't think. I know" his sister smiled. "i also saw her buying lingerie that only a prostitute would wear. If there was proof to confirm this little rumor, her reputation would be crushed and senpai would see her as nothing but a whore"
jayson and yan-chan grinned evilly. This was going to be fun.
The time was 8:30 PM.
"i told you, mom. He's right next to me. I'll be home before midnight, I promise. Love you too" ninki arimasu said. She groaned in annoyance as she hung up her phone. She was waiting in line at a Restaurant in sisuta town.
"everything okay, cutie?" said a tall man in his thirties. He had soft brown hair, matching eyes and was wearing a nice dress shirt with a black leather jacket. This was Teshima Hiroharu, ninki's date.
Yes, you read that right.
Ninki engages in enjo-kosai. Better known as compensated dating. Throw your criticism at her all you want. Call her a softcore prostitute, call her a whore, but do not call teshima a pedophile, because he's not and ninki knows that!
Teshima was actually a really sweet guy. He's always been there for her when she needed him.
The two had actually met in a park, back when ninki's family was suffering from bankruptcy and foreclosure. Her parents and older brother both worked two jobs a day and even after a whole weeks worth of work, what little money her family could scrounge up was never truly enough to survive.
That was thanks to all the bills that her parents were constantly forced to pay. Electric bills, water bills, internet, cable. You name it, they had to pay. Tax collectors were the worst though.
The threat of losing their home and being forced to live on the streets was a constant fear. To the point where ninki would have nightmares.
But that all changed when teshima came into the picture. He had found ninki crying on a park bench and when he asked why, she told him.
Ever since then, this man… this angel has given any and all of his support towards her family. It was thanks to him that they no longer have to fear losing their home. It was a blessing.
But all blessings have a catch. Teshima was not doing this out of pity for the financially challenged family. He wanted something in return… their daughter. As long as teshima and ninki would continue their little get together every week, he'd support her family by any and all means.
This wasn't some perverted old man's way of taking advantage of a little girl though. You see, Teshima had been recently divorced from his wife, who not only sued him for almost everything he had, but had also taken his children away from him. His children are in Germany now, they're only four years old.
Teshima supports ninki because she fills the void left behind by his wife. She heals his pain.
Ninki's parents knew this. They made a deal with teshima two years ago. If he continues to support ninki and her family, he can marry her when she comes of age. Until then, he's free to do whatever he wants with her, as long as she shows consent.
And yes… that includes sex, which he thankfully won't force her to do.
At first, ninki was both uneasy and scared of this whole compensated dating thing. But now it just feels… natural. In fact, she's often over joyed whenever she gets to go on these dates with teshima. He's such a sweet and kind guy!
To tell the truth, she feels awful about taking advantage of him. He's the one that buys her all the expensive items she owns. She hates it when he spends money on her, but she also feels horrible for denying his gifts.
"is everything alright, ninki?" he asked again in a caring tone.
"yeah. My mother just won't get off my back" she replied.
"she cares about you"
"i know" she said softly.
"i have reservations for two" teshima said to the table manager.
"sir, are you aware that your date is rather young?" he asked. A small look of disgust was on his face.
"oh… umm. He's my dad" ninki lied.
"yes, my daughter is going to collage soon, I just wanted to treat her to something special before she leaves me" teshima played along.
"i wish I did the same for my daughter. Right this way, I'll show you to your table" the manage said as he escorted them.
In a cherry red sports car parked outside the restaurant, two teenage yanderes spied on ninki arimasu.
"she's not alone… the fat guy is still with her" yan-chan said while looking through a pair of binoculars.
"lets just keep watching them. they're bound to do something explicit soon" jayson said while relaxing in the drivers seat of his car.
He didn't want to tell yan-chan, But there was no need to be doing any of this. ninki didn't need to die. All yan-chan had to do was wait until graduation. Senpai would have been in tokyo then, miles away from both ninki and yan-chan.
In truth, she was being manipulated into ruining the life of one of info-chan's rivals. Jayson knew this but refused to tell yan-chan for fear of her going after his sister.
Not only that. If it wasn't for info-chan, jayson would never be as close to yan-chan as he is now.
She did him a favor, and now was his time to pay her back for it.
"exactly what are we supposed to be looking for? What counts as proof of compensated dating?" yan-chan asked. This could easily be passed off as a father-daughter dinner.
"a kiss on the lips, her breasts being fondled, him pinning her to the wall and penetrating her" he said casually.
"jayson!"
"what? You asked, I answered!" he said. "That could be a learning experience for you"
"what are you talking about?" she said while rolling her eyes.
"you know… when you and senpai are having sex. You'll get at least some vague idea of what you're supposed to do" he suggested.
"you're disgusting" she spat.
"I'm just telling it like it is. When me and Katherine first went, man… did I fuck up"
"what? Did you cry?" she spat again.
"no! I hurt her… I felt like shit afterwords" jayson said in a somewhat depressed tone.
"oh… I'm sorry, jayson. I didn't know"
"it's alright" he said quickly.
"does it?… does it always hurt?… you know, for the first time?" she asked. She probably didn't want to know but… the question was already asked.
"i dunno… it depends. It might hurt you… it might not" jayson said. "you might actually like the pain"
"lets… stop talking about this" she said as she returned her attention to the binoculars.
Her stomach began growling.
"are you hungry?" jayson asked.
"I'm fine" she said.
"you didn't eat anything since lunchtime at school. We could go in that restaurant and get a table"
"you need a reservation, genius" she spat for the third time.
"you know, You're being bitchier then usual, and not in the hot way" jayson spat back. These two are just going at each other, aren't they? "come on. We'll sit down, eat a nice meal. It'll be fun" he said.
Her stomach growled louder at the mention of food. Stupid body with its stupid needs!
"well… I guess a little bite wouldn't hurt"
The two eventually exited the car and entered the restaurant.
It was a rather fancy place, that was for sure. Waiters wearing tuxedos, expensive furniture, plates, and eating utensils.
"table for two please" jayson said to the table manager who stood at a lectern near the entrance.
"I'm sorry, but you need a reservation, genius" the manager spat. jayson already wanted to punch him in the face. "Beside, you two look a little young to be eating here"
"oh trust me, good sir. People tell me I'm rather mature for my age" jayson said smoothly as he bribed the table manager.
"i see… come this way, sir. We have a lovely table for you" he said as he showed jayson and yan-chan their table.
"smooth move, Casanova" yan-chan admired.
The two had been given a table that was right next to ninki. A perfect place to listen in on her conversations.
They ate for a while, not really talking to each other. Occasionally they'd say something random to each other, but nothing worthy of a long winded debate.
"you okay? You've been checking your phone a lot" jayson said. Every half-minute, yan-chan would check her phone, almost as if she was expecting something.
"oh, I was just waiting for my parents. They said they'd call me once their flight landed" yan-chan explained. She had checked her phone for anything. A missed call, a text, an email. But no such thing was given.
"maybe their flight got delayed" jayson said.
"they still would have called me. It's been thirteen hours" she said with concern. The one thing that was bothering her the most is where her mother called her a brat. Was that?… was that how mother really saw her? Was it all just an act to fool her daughter? all those moments where yan-chan was inspired by her mother's determination, where she looked up to her, wanted to be her. Did that all mean nothing?
Did she mean nothing to her mother? Was she just a nuisance? A bother? An annoyance?
"maybe they don't have world wide coverage"
"yeah… that's probably why" yan-chan sighed. She continued eating her food.
Jayson hated seeing her like this. She looks so sad, to the point where jayson would become deeply saddened whenever he saw her frown. It practically broke his heart.
He wanted to make her feel better. He wanted to take her into his arms and squeeze the sadness out of her. He wanted to find the source of her distress and beat it into the ground until it was nothing more then a piece of dirt. He wanted to see her laugh, not cry. He just wanted her to be happy.
"they're leaving" yan-chan said, refering to Ninki and her date.
"hey waiter! Send the check and some to-go bags!" jayson called.
The time was 10:23 PM.
Teshima had driven ninki back to his place.
He wanted to take her back to her home but for some reason, she kept pushing him. She had never seen his house before. Maybe she just wants to know where he lives.
It was odd, but teshima did as told after she asked for the thirty-sixth time.
Yes, he counted. Thirty… six.
They soon arrived at his house and he escorted her inside.
"well here it is, home sweet home" teshima said as he locked his front door. "why did you want me to take you here anyway?"
"it's a really nice place, teshima" ninki dodged the question. "where is the bathroom? That food is going right through me"
"down the hall and to the right" he directed.
"thank you"
teshima yawned in exhaustion. He decided to go into his room and lay down in bed for awhile.
Ninki soon entered his room. He noticed that she changed outfits. She was now wearing a hot pink bath robe. When did she get that?
"did you take a shower or something?" he asked.
"teshima… do you like me?" she asked while covering herself with the bath robe. It was almost like she was trying to hide something.
"you didn't answer my question"
"and you didn't answer mine" she replied. "do you like me?"
"of course I like you. Everybody likes you" he smiled.
"we've been going out for a long time, haven't we?"
"yes. You've matured a lot, ninki. You're not a little girl anymore. I see you as a woman"
"really? But I'm still really young" Ninki blushed.
"it's not the number that represents your age, it's the experiences that you go through. And you, my dear, have been through a lot. You have fought and won many battles against enemies that even grown men have surrendered to. Other people see a little girl, but I see a full grown woman"
"oh teshima… that's so sweet" she said. "you've done so much for me and my family… now its time I do something for you" she pulled off her bath robe to reveal a rather skimpy laced corset.
Teshima would be lying if he said he wasn't aroused. "Ninki, are you sure you want to do this?" he asked in a nervous tone.
"I've been thinking about this for months. I was terrified at first… but I'm ready now" Ninki said. "just… be gentle"
The time was 12:34 AM.
"damn… she has got some stamina. Whoa! Watch her go!" Jayson admired while chuckling.
"please, stop talking" yan-chan said in embarrassment.
They were watching the whole thing from outside one of the bedroom's windows.
To yan-chan… this was even more disturbing then the hentai manga.
What if senpai and her did consummate their love for each other? Would it be just like this? Would yan-chan scream that loud? Would she?… would she enjoy it?
"are you gonna stand there or are you gonna take the picture? This is the proof we need" jayson asked.
"I'm not taking a photo of this! The image is going to be burned in my brain forever!" yan-chan shouted.
"you are such a girl sometimes. Give me the camera, I'll do it!" jayson said before yan-chan handed him the hi-definition camera. he took the picture.
A/N: wow! i got carried away in this one. i really didn't want it to be this long. you wanna know the best part? this is only half of the original chapter! i had to cut it in half because it was too long!
thank you for reading. remember, all feedback is appreciated.
