Ayano finally arrived at her home, jumped the back fence, and let herself in the back door. She closed the door behind herself, and finally let her guard down. Ugh, now I need to keep avoiding the delinquents on my way to school. I wish I could just get rid of them, but that'd be way too suspicious. Ayano ruminated for a while on what to do about her delinquent dilemma but didn't come to a satisfying solution. Suddenly, her phone vibrated from inside her pocket. She had gotten a text from Info-Chan.

Info-Chan: I've got a job for you.

Ayano: Already?

Info-Chan: Don't complain. Musume Ronshaku wants you to get rid of a delinquent that stole her cigarettes. She doesn't have any specifications, just to make an example so they don't steal from her again.

Ayano: I'll do it.

Info-Chan: Good, I'll send you his photo and information. Your payment will be processed after you finish.

Ayano looked down at her phone, satisfied with the result of their conversation. Not only had she gained an opportunity to make money, but she could also get rid of one of the delinquents. She sat down at her computer and pulled up a map of the school. The delinquents usually came in through the front entrance late, did a sweep around the bottom floor and surrounding grounds of the school for any potential threats to their power, and finally gathered around the incinerator and smoked. If I just get to school early and wait on the roof until I need to go to class, I can probably avoid all of them. With her plan for the next day set, she set into reviewing the audio from that day. Overall, nothing special happened except a few new girls with new crushes that Info-Chan could exploit. It was dark outside now. Ayano finished her homework quickly, not wanting to borrow from Osano again. She didn't want him to think she owed him any favors. The homework was pretty simple, and she finished it quickly. Ayano went to bed, falling asleep easily.

The next day was heralded by the piercing shriek of Ayano's alarm clock. She woke up early, prepared her lunch, and walked to school before the gates opened. She walked around the school until she located the spot where she had escaped the day before. With a running start and a leap, Ayano grabbed the top of the wall and pulled herself up. She jumped to the cherry tree and landed in its branches. As she climbed down the tree, she took a mental note of where she could find some weapons to kill the delinquent with. It had to be inconspicuous, but she also had to make an example to the other delinquents. Maybe the gardening shed has something I can use, but where can I do it? I guess behind the swimming pool is an option, but I'd have to do it during lunch when the sports club isn't practicing. Suddenly, she got a text from Info-Chan.

Info-Chan: I've been contacted by our client.

Ayano: Is my job canceled again?

Info-Chan: No. Musume doesn't want the delinquent dead. She just wants something bad to happen to him. She still wants an example, though.

Ayano: Fine. I will make an example without killing.

Info-Chan was really making this complicated, or rather Musume was. The brat was spoiled by her father and it showed. How can I keep the bastard alive and not get caught? Ayano was suddenly struck with an idea. She sprinted inside the school, happy that she came so early that the school was empty of both students and teachers. When she arrived in the drama club room, she grabbed a white costume robe, a long purple wig, and a fox mask. She stashed the costume in a bag she hung in a bathroom stall. It was the bathroom everyone said was haunted, so nobody would try to go in there. Just in case though, Ayano locked the door from the inside and climbed out of the top of the stall. She walked out of the bathroom and left the school building, making her way to the back of the school. The gates were open now, and students started to filter into the school and make their way to their classrooms. Ayano waited for about five minutes, then walked nonchalantly to the front of the school and changed her shoes as if she had just been taking a stroll through the gardening club garden. She made her way to class, looking down at her phone. That was the wrong decision apparently because she ran into someone. That someone also just happened to be carrying a cake that followed Newton's Laws and soared through the air, on a course to hit Ayano directly in the face. Ayano Aishi wasn't just some random kid though and dodged the cake with relative ease. She looked over at the poor sap she just ran into. He was pretty tall, with chin-length brown hair and a striped bandanna.

"Oh no! My poor cake! I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to run into you like that!" His voice was sweet, almost like a girl's voice, and with a breathy quality that sounded like he could voice act in some crappy shoujo anime.

"It's fine. I'm sorry about the cake." Ayano picked the remains of the cake off the floor and handed them back to the boy, who accepted them sadly. It almost looked like he was about to hold a funeral for the damn cake. What an idiot. It's just a cake asshole, you can make another one.

"What's your name? I don't believe we've met before, so you must be a first-year." All traces of sadness disappeared from the boy. He bounced back from the tragedy as if he were made of rubber.

"Ayano Aishi. You were right. I am a first-year."

"Pleasure to meet you, Ayano! I'm Amao Odayaka! I'm a third-year here!" Amao smiled sweetly at Ayano, who smiled back politely. Amao's phone started to ring loudly. "Crap! My cookies are done! I'll catch you later, Ayano!" He sprinted down the hallway with the remains of his cake, all sadness forgotten as he rushed to the cookies he hoped weren't burnt. What was he doing walking around with a cake when he had cookies in the oven? What a weird kid. Ayano didn't give it much thought and headed to class.

A/N: i lived bitch