My little note:
It's the end of break, so I finally decided to do something significant with my life and write another chapter…
-Chapter 5: Warning-
Matoi was irritated she had to do this again. She didn't want to see Hiroshi, go to that wretched town hall, to get another wretched set of files. Still, she did what she had to do. Matoi needed those files on Kiri. Matoi drudged up the marble steps yet again and into the bustling office. She quickly strode through in a kind of swift, quiet stride that had been perfected through many boyfriends. She stopped at the cabinet adjacent to Nozomu's. Her file was harder to find than usual, as if an omen told her not to take it. She quickly slammed the cabinet with one less file in it. She heard a little "ow" from the side of the cabinet. Matoi looked down to see a girl of about 17 with dark blonde hair and blue eyes. She was absolutely horribly put together.
"What the hell are you doing here?" Matoi asked.
"Oh, you know, hiding here." She shrugged her shoulders. Matoi walked away, a little unsettled. After 10 feet away she could hear across the office "WHERE THE HELL ARE THE REST OF THE CHAPTERS?" and an "oh god, she found me." At that point, Matoi sped up remarkably faster.
Finally out of the doors, she let out a sigh of relief. At this point there would be no way she could run into Hiroshi now. While she knew his good intentions, Matoi always felt babied around him. She knew all of the ramifications of the actions, and for somebody to repeat them back to her was irritating to no end. She almost set off until she felt that familiar hand on her shoulder.
"Who is it this time?" Hiroshi's voice sounded half worried, half firm. He attempted to grab at the vanilla colored folder in Matoi's hand but she put it out of his reach.
"It's neither any of your business nor concern." She deflected back.
"You can't just start killing people just because they're girls, and have some ties with Nozomu," Hiroshi tried to convince her.
"Shut up, it's the only way I can be with him without any distractions. I can kill or beat whoever I like, and you can't stop me. I know how to get around the law." Hiroshi then strode up to Matoi, close enough to reach, and slapped her right across the face. Her eyes widened, not just of pain, but surprise as well. Matoi, out of reflex from fighting so much, she punched him in the chin. Hiroshi staggered backward in pain, but made sure not to yell in pain, with fear it would cause attention.
"Are you really that stupid? Someone's going to notice what you're doing, and someone's going to escape from this and sue you. People, no, girls dying that all have ties to Nozomu? You'd be the prime suspect, being you're the one who has had restraining orders put on you in the past." Hiroshi yelled at her. He always had a strong sense of justice, and thought that all life was priceless. To see Matoi do this was painful to him. As Matoi turned to leave, he grabbed her shoulder one more time.
"I should just let you know, I have been promoted from intern to prosecutor. More than likely if you ever go to court, I will have to testify against you. I will not hold back and tell the whole truth. Please, think about that, and stop while you can; I beg of you." Matoi looked back a few seconds, clutching her now very red cheek, and strode away without a word.