-P3-
The Execution
At the student council office...
"You have to believe me sempai, Stupei and I weren't in this for the laughs, that guy drugged us!" the brunette defended, pointing a rather angry finger at Minato.
"Yeah, Kirijo-senpai, this crazy guy gives us some weird soda and next thing I know, were doing these crazy things!" Asshat/Junpei added.
"As likely as your story seems, the toxicology report says otherwise, you two were clean." Mitsuru let out an unholy gaze at the three.
"What?" Asshat and Takeba blurted out in unison.
In Minato's Mind...
"Kid, I told you that AP chemistry class we took would be useful." Gig smirked.
"..." Minato nodded with a smile.
"Let's do some really crazy shit now!" Gig's smirk was turning into an evil grin.
"What do you have in mind?" Minato stared at the Master of Death in curiosity.
"*whisper* and *whisper*" Gig told the bluenette.
"Dude, that's just too much!" Minato said ecstatically.
"No shit kid, we are going to fuck these kids up!" Gig yelled, "Hahahahahaha!"
Outside Minato's Mind...
"Kirijo-senpai, I don't understand what's happening, these two abducted me, tore my shirt off and put these ridiculous contacts and wig on me, I was so confused." Minato pleadingly said.
"What! Is this true?" Mitsuru's blood was boiling.
"NO!" Asshat/Yukari said in unison.
"Yes, and I can't even think straight anymore." Minato started to cry manly tears.
"Sempai- you can't possibly believe any of -" Yukari was cut off by Mitsuru.
"This is a new student and you treat him like garbage on his first day!" Mitsuru's rage was erupting.
"He doesn't have any proof of us bullying him!" Asshat retorted.
"Yes,*sob* I do. Ever since a certain incident in Kyoto, I've kept a hidden camera to provide evidence that could exonerate me from any unjust sentences." Minato says calmly drawing out a small disc.
"Go ahead Kirijo-senpai *sob* play the disc," Minato was goading her to view his proof.
In the film.
"Hey new guy! We have an initiation ritual for you!" Junpei's voice echoed.
"Initiation?" the bluenette's face was one of confusion.
"Yeah, don't worry we'll go with you." Yukari encouraged the boy.
"You just gotta wear this." Junpei brought out the hippy get-up.
"I think I'll pass." Minato tried to walk away.
"Who said you could?" the Asshat in the film slammed his shoe down on the floor.
(Proceed with crazy scene from 3rd chapter)
End film.
In Minato's mind...
"Kid you deserve a fucking Oscar! I gotta hand the shit to you, how the goddamn hell did you get someone to edit that whole schtick that fast? That bastard is probably laughing his ass off or scared to shit of you." Gig was becoming hysterical.
"The same guy that got us out of Kyoto." the bluenette replied.
"Holy shit! He's still talking to us?" Gig sounded very surprised.
"After Kyoto, he's wanted to make a documentary of our twisted life." Minato spoke.
"Well, let's see where this is going now." Gig observed the faces of Asshat and Takeba, "This is going to be epic."
Outside Minato's mind...
"Arisato-kun, please wait outside the office for a few minutes, I will deliver judgment according to my authority as Student Council President," Mitsuru gave a stern command.
"Yes sempai." Minato exited the office
Then a secret room opened from within the office. It revealed two chairs and a pair of blindfolds. Iori and Takeba were becoming tense, Mitsuru's "executions" were notorious for being secret and merciless, the only comments from her victims were that the experience was beyond words.
"Kirijo-senpai, please tell me your just gonna give us detention, please, I swear on my hat, we didn't do any of those things." Asshat/Jumpei pleaded for his life.
"Bullying is a serious offense Iori, one that isn't tolerated here at Gekkoukan." Mitsuru said calmly as she blindfolded the two.
"But Sempai, Stupei is right, we didn't do anything of the sort!" Yukari supported Junpei's defence.
"Don't mistake me for a fool Takeba, it's impossible to refute video evidence." Mitsuru replied coldly as she finished blindfolding the pair. "Odagiri-san will bring you out after class."
Yukari could have sworn that Mitsuru was whispering something to herself.
"Mabufu," the redhead whispered as the air grew still and cold.
"Oh dear God n-," Yukari was cut off as a grave chill sent shivers down her spine and froze her thoughts with the sheer pain of the frostbite.
"Kirijo-senpai th-th-this is torture!" Asshat/Junpei's shivers were apparent in his voice.
Outside the Student Council Office...
"What's taking the hottie so long?" the Master of Death mused as he grew impatient.
"Dude, seriously!" the bluenette was not amused at his companions behavior...lack thereof for that matter.
"Shut up dumbass, she's coming out!" Gig spoke shushing Minato.
The doors to the office had opened.
"Arisato-kun, I must apologize for the way you were being treated earlier today." Mitsuru uncharacteristically bowed apologetically, "as Student Council President, I must rectify the wrongs done to you."
"What do you have in mind sempai?" the bluenette raised an eyebrow in curiosity.
"How about I take you sight-seeing, on my own part its been something I've planned on doing for a while now," the redhead admitted.
"We'd have to wait for your chauffeur, right?" Minato raised his question.
"I have other means of getting there." Mitsuru replied.
In the school parking lot...
"You ride a bike!" the bluenette's mouth fell agape.
"It's one of the few silly things I allow myself," the redhead replied.
"Where's the sidecar then?" Minato asked.
"I didn't have time to have one installed, so you'll just have to hang on to me." the redhead realized.
Inside Minato's Mind...
"See kid, the forces of the damned universe definitely think we should go for this chick." Gig spoke in a high and mighty tone.
"This is all very weird, even by our standards!" Minato observed.
"You don't see me complaining." the Master of Death smirked.
"..." the bluenette bowed his head in defeat.
"Kid, if you ruin this, I will take your fucking body to Thailand and the next thing your shit as hell drugged mind will take an hour to register why people are calling you Minako!" Gig made a very disturbing threat directed towards the bluenette.
"Dammit man, that's not cool!" the young Arisato was visibly shaken.
"It's easy to avoid that kind of fate, you know what to do," Gig instructed the youth.
Back to the School Parking Lot...
The revving of a bike engine could be heard as an all too familiar bluenette's voice echoed throughout the air in excitement.
"I can't believe your dad let's you do this!" Minato screamed through the wind.
"We all need something to do with our time, now hang on!" Mitsuru commanded as she sped up even more.
"Yes ma'am!" the bluenette gave a fake salute as he hung onto Mitsuru's waist.
"Kid, what did I tell you, this is fucking awesome!" the Master of Death relished their shared connection at the moment as he could feel Mitsuru's skin through her shirt.
"Where the hell do you think your putting my hands," the bluenette raged, "Arisato Bitch-slap-uuu".
"Dammit kid, if I had control I'd bury your ass under some serious batshit fucked up bastard sauce!" Gig cursed.
"Let's stop here," the redhead spoke as she removed her helmet.
"Where is this?" the bluenette's curiosity was piqued.
"This is Paulownia Mall, my family sort of owns the island." Mitsuru said calmly.
"This whole island?" Minato was shocked.
"The Kirijo corporation also runs the school among other rhings as well." the redhead added.
"Okay, so you are richer than God then?" Minato said sarcastically.
"*Chuckle* I wouldn't go that far Arisato-kun," Mitsuru let out a weak laugh."Let's enjoy it while we're here."
You spent a long time with Mitsuru.
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