Guys, I'm back! I am so sorry for being so late but let me be frank with you: I have no life, sometimes I feel worthless and not even properly alive. It got a bit better but still, uuugggh. I think I will be taking longer to update, about once a week or so. Sorry :/
By the way, I'm so happy you guys liked the previous chapter :) I actually ran out of ideas so I just put it there and thought "oh my god, they are going to kill me, that's so lame," but you didn't kill me? You guys even liked it? I'm so thankful to have such wonderful readers like you, I love you all so much T.T Thank youuuu.
Karma's P.O.V.
"Would you please enlighten me to the reason behind our... private dinners?" My older brother in his way too formal white shirt (which annoyed me because goddamn it, this wasn't a governmental conference but a school trip) asked, sitting by the dinning table as proudly as ever only not lifting his murderous gaze from the food. He was still pissed off from the small prank I pulled on him just earlier this day after all.
Not that I regretted it.
Anyway, he had a point. We have been lead by the exactly same waiters like yesterday into this private dinning room once again. Of course it was that octopus' doing but I couldn't tell him that. Aside from the fact my teacher was a top secret, Gakushuu would most probably kill me for letting him know about us being anything else than schoolmates.
"Oh why, you don't like it?" I made a hurt expression which was supposed to hide the nervousity.
He didn't seem to notice it since he was still stubbornly refusing to look at me.
"It's foolish. You are putting our efforts to maintain this peaceful life into danger by selfish desires." he declared with an icy-cold tone. It made me shift uncomfortably in my seat, losing all my apetite.
"This island belongs to Kunugigaoka high school, in other words - to the chairman. There is a great possibility he will hear of majority of what has happened here from the employees. What would he think if he suddenly heard that his son had been privately dinning with a certain red headed boy?" he finally met my eyes only to send me a serious glare.
"Not only would he find it disgusting - for me to hang out with someone from E class - but he would be suspicious. As for why I would be willing to do so. As for what our relationship is."
I didn't comment on how misleading that sounded because really, no matter how much I wanted to say something, anything at all to defend myself, I just couldn't. He was right. Completely right. Not only about the dangers but also about my selfishness. Indeed - I wanted us to be together. That's why I manipulated our class to agree on this trip. That's why I didn't stop Koro-sensei from arranging the meals for the two of us together. Deep down I knew I was doing a wrong thing and that this... happiness couldn't last for long.
And yet I couldn't help it.
"Sorry," I mummled, looking down in shame and putting the fork and spoon down. "I was being a brat again, wasn't I? I, uhm... I will take care of it." And I stood up, ready to have a talk with the yellow thing that put me in this unpretty situation.
I didn't expect to be dragged back to the seat by my brother though: "Where do you think you are going?"
Dumbfounded, I blinked twice at my brother who held my arm. "Out?"
Gakushuu hissed in annoyance, pointing at my dish: "You didn't finish the vegetables."
"What?"
"The vegetables. The green things on your plate that are healthy but you refuse to eat. Finish them." he explained as though I was five years old.
"Gakushuu, what the actual f-"
"Eat it."
"I'm not a ki-"
"Eat it."
"Don't be a mom-"
"Eat. It."
I shot him a confused 'seriously?!' face. He couldn't be serious. I really wasn't a kid and hello, wasn't my mom. I wasn't going to be told what to eat and not, goddamn it - I am thirteen! Though to be honest I was just being too headstrong to back off with Gakushuu forcing superiority on me at the moment. Also, I hated broccoli. So he could take his healthy vegetables and...
"Nii-chan, I appreciate your concern but I-" before I could finish, I felt something disgusting getting stuffed into my mouth.
Oh right, my brother never missed an opportunity, I forgot. So of course he would try to shove the vegetables down my throat while I was speaking.
Or attempt to choke me. He always talked about how pleasant that would be.
Forced to eat it, I started couging, tears building up in my eyes. At that moment, all of my self-deprecation and guilt was forgotten, replaced by sheer hatred and disbelief. When I finally calmed down the cough and urge to spit it into his face, I yelled at the older boy: "WHAT THE HELL?! ARE YOU TRYING TO KILL ME?!"
The Asano feigned innoncence, shrugging: "What are you talking about?"
"I hate broccoli! You know I feel sick when I eat it!" I complained, remembering that one time I was eight and my brother forced me to eat it. I actually puked.
Then, a smug grin appeared on his face: "Consider it a revenge."
And he happily went out of the doors.
I snickered.
Yeah sure, I will show him a revenge.
To be completely frank, I intended to pull this prank even before he decided to load me with the disgusting miniature trees. But now I was especially happy to do it. You see, there was a line between a joke and a plain assassination attempt. And making me eat the broccoli was just way too much.
Oh, he was going to suffer.
So here I was, putting the whole box of my homemade itching powder into his and his minions' clothes. And before anyone asks why I take these kinds of things with me - I did not pack it. I made it here, it was quite easy actually. You only needed either seeds of roses or mapples and grind them and voilà - there it was. Perfect for paying back your elder sibling.
What a nice little brother I am.
As for why I had such a golden chance to get access to their clothes:
Bathing time~
We had one enormous shower/bathroom and at the moment, it was the turn for my brother and some of his classmates. Sure I could pop in, scare the shit out of them, record it and then blackmail them, but I concentrated on the task at hand. Because seriously, I needed to see Gakushuu suffer. I didn't need to blackmail him, there was just enough of material to extort the strawberry blond in my phone and computer, but damn I craved to see the horror in his eyes when he realizes what's going on and then have him helplessly itch while cursing me in all the languages he speaks. He usually slipped into all of them when enraged. But Latin was most common since we spoke it the most.
Anyways, mission complete. With a bobby pin, I cracked the locked door in three seconds (practice makes perfect) and silently sneaked in. Looks like training to be an assassin had many good sides. Together with the contents of my box, I left a small signed note there. Maybe you would say that revealing that I was the culprit was stupid.
Oh no, no, let me explain:
The note wasn't for Asano-kun - he would know right away who did it either way - but for his 'friends'. I wanted a scene. I wanted something grand to satisfy my evil thirst. Which meant that they all had to know because if they didn't, they would just blame the class E but that was it. They wouldn't have that certain someone to unleash their fury on. My brother would just scold me later in privacy so that he wouldn't arouse suspicion as for why he knew it was me. Oh but now everyone knows! Which means that my brother will be free to yell at me and accuse me without any problem. He would be free to embarrass himself and explode into a red ball of anger with everyone watching. Of course he wouldn't realize it at the moment - he never does when he looses it - but it will be extremely entertaining for me.
Also, I had to live up to the nickname "mischeivous devil".
Welp, it was time to return to Nagisa-kun and everyone and wait for it. I walked towards my friends with a stupid grin. They noticed it but dismissed it as I always grinned like that. Sometimes because I have done something, sometimes because I had pretty ideas.
And then, ten minutes later, it started.
"AKABANE!" my name rang through the halls, washed in sheer rage and (AHAHAHA) a tiny bit despair. Not that anyone could hear that apart from me.
Nagisa-kun shot me a suspicious glance, probably hearing of the afternoon laxative incident. Actually there were rumors that someone shitted his pants
"What did you do now?"
Nakamura hid her smirk - she must have predicted this since she was the one who saw me collect the mapple seeds. It was so nice to have a complice or at least someone capable of understanding your world domination plans.
I didn't even have to answer because in a matter of seconds, the five virtuosos with my brother in lead kicked the doors out, faces red and murderous.
"Oh hello, student council pres. What can I do for-"
"Cut the crap, what have you done?!" Asano-kun grabbed my colar, his gaze piercing me. I found it extremely funny since I knew him but the others have gone silent as the only thing they saw was the son of a chairman about to beat a deliquent to a bulp. He would do it for sure but not in front of them, he cared about his "perfect image" after all. Though he wouldn't be able to beat me (yes, my ego is very high today).
"Just what are you talking about?" I said the same way he did just an hour ago.
"Don't play dumb, we got your message. 'Itching powder. Because you're worth it.' Now how do we get rid of it?!" he hissed through gritted teeth and I registered a few of grunts from the other four. Something about gutting me and feeding me to the sharks. And then some of my classmates torn somewhere between 'don't laugh' and 'this is serious'. Either way, I was fighting off bursting out in mad laughter because that L'oreal slogan was just so genius of me and my brother was sweating and probably trying not to scratch his butt.
Oh my god, this was so good.
"Do you really want to know?" I playfully sang, enjoying the view of his minions hopelessly jumping and scratching themselves. I had so much experience with this prank that I mastered it to the point where even washing the clothes wouldn't get rid of it.
The strawberry blond growled and tightened his hold on my neck.
I lifted my hands in the "peace" motion: "Okay, okay. Just get some vinger on it and it will stop in five minutes." I offered an advice. Judging from his face, he had killed me thousand different ways in his head already.
Then I freed myself from his hold and whispered so that only he could hear it: "Consider it a revenge,"
Ten minutes later
"AKABANEEEEE! WHAT'S UP WITH THE VINEGAR?! WHY DOES IT STINK LIKE WASABI AND MUSTARD?!"
followed by
"MY EYEESSS!" - from Ren Sakakibara.
Another ten mintues later
"YOU LITTLE SHIT WHY IS THE SHAMPOO SO STICKY?! DID YOU PUT GLUE IN THERE?!"
Ten minutes later for the third time
After the five virtuosos finally stepped out of the bathroom, fully clothed (Ren Sakakibara with eyes bandaged and the other four trembling like chihuahas).
"You are so fucking dead," my brother smiled sweetly, oh so sweetly I knew he was serious. I guess I didn't value my life so much after all.
"But it did stop the itching, didn't it?"
And he threw a rock into my face.
9 p.m. in my room
"Karma-kun, that's what you get for being an asshole." Nagisa-kun sighed while putting a bandaid on my cheek where Gakushuu striked me with a goddamn sharp rock. It hurt. Surprisingly. (or not) But I guess I deserved it XD
The blue haired boy rubbed his temples, face concerned: "I'm pretty sure Asano-kun is going to make your school life hell after we return. He will probably make sure you get detention or something. Seriously, what were you thinking? There is a certain limit to pranks. Now the chairman will do-"
But I cut him off: "Nothing."
The boy titled his head in confusion: "How can you know?"
How can I know? Oh come on, it was the chairman we were talking about. The insane, insensitive monster that did not wish for anyone to have a happy life, especially his own kids. He would most certainly laugh his off hearing this all. Maybe that's where I got it from. Damn.
Anyway, even if he actually did have emotions and wasn't a bloodthirsty monster, he still had very far from being a father. Or someone trustworthy. Both me and my brother knew that. So there was no way Gakushuu would ever mention his opinion, problems or even things that bring him joy in front of that man as it would all be turned against him in the end. And it wasn't like he would care or help anyway. He would probably tell the strawberry blond something like if you can't take care of such minor things, how do you want to become number one? or something in that sense. The chairman putting so much expectations and strain on him irritated me so much that I just had to imagine the man in the "thug life" style with black glasses and saying "deal with it", to calm down.
Well it didn't really help.
Oh and I forgot that Nagisa-kun was still waiting for my answer. Looking up to him, I forced out a smile: "Just a feeling," and stood up with a thanks for attending my oh so serious injury.
But I know it was worth it. My brother surely loved it as well (no matter what he says, I know he did).
