If it isn’t Mr. Kamiya? What brings you around?”
“Ah, well…nothing special! The bathroom upstairs was crowded,so…y’know… Ha-ha-ha-ha…” Kyousuke, shuddering at Shinji’s sudden metamorphosis, forced a laugh.
For a second there, he really looked like he was going to kill me.
Cold sweat rolled down his back.
“Ah, I see. Except during lunch, the one here on the first floor is empty.”
“…That’s what I thought. Anyway, what are you guys doing here?” Kyousuke asked, trying to steady the beginnings of a tremble.
Past the boys, he could see Maina, still shaky and tearful, but he deliberately pretended to ignore her.
Oonogi spoke up, smacking his lips. “Tch…like that’s any concern of yours? D’ya think you can act all cocky just because ya killed twelve people?! Listen up, shithead, hurry up, take yer shit, and scram.”
It seemed that Dreadlocks had it in for Kyousuke. He slid his sunglasses down and glared at Kyousuke over the rims. He had the same stench as Mohawk.
With a gesture, Shinji pacified Oonogi, who nevertheless continued to eye Kyousuke up and down as though he were going to make a move at any moment.
“My apologies, Mr. Kamiya. It’s because all of us are but humble killers… We couldn’t help but grow jealous of you, someone who’s so popular among both boys and girls, on top of having a twelve-person kill count. Heh-heh.”
“O-oh…is that so? That’s my fault, I didn’t mean to upset you.”
Give me a break, I never wanted to inspire that kind of jealousy.
If he’d had any say, he wouldn’t stand for it, but Kyousuke resisted making a show of his true feelings and forced a smile instead.
“Hee-hee…little, round, adorable butt, white thighs…hee-hee…” Only Usami continued to entirely ignore Kyousuke’s very existence, instead focusing entirely on examining the space under Maina’s skirt from a variety of angles. In some ways, he was the most frightening one.
He’s really lost it.
“Ah!” Just then, Maina, who had been hanging her head, opened her eyes wide in apparent terror.
Shaking with fear and anxiety, staring out into space, she saw Kyousuke. In a flash, her flax-colored eyes opened wide.
Trying to reassure the startled girl, Kyousuke summoned the most cheerful voice he could manage. “Geez, Maina! This is the second timewe’ve met like this, isn’t it? Speaking of which, I have the handkerchief you dropped the last time we talked, so—”
“Eeeeeeeeeeee!! K-kkk…Kyo…Kyoshkeeyy Kamiya?! H…huh?! Eeeeeeeeeeee!!”
“…Uh, yeah. That’s what I thought.”
Maina bumped into the wall as she tried to shrink away. Pointing a shaking finger at Kyousuke, her face was filled with fear and shock, her speech as incomprehensible as last time. “Wh-wh-wh-wh-why’re youhere…oh?! I-I knowhy! You orderb allub dis din’chu? You gabe yer underlindgs orders, andden you’ll takeid frum here, is datit?! H-how scawwy…” Stumbling over every syllable, it was nearly impossible to make out even a single word of what she was saying.
“Underlings?! Who is whose underling, huh?!” sharp-eared Oonogi shouted.
Maina, now even more frightened, looked like she was going to faint. She held her head with both hands and teetered, sobbing. Kyousuke tried again to reassure her. “Calm down, Maina! I’m not friends with these guys, it’s just a coincidence—”
“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!” Maina shrieked, crossed her arms, and took off in a dash. Using her small stature skillfully, she slipped past Kyousuke’s flank and tried to run away as fast as her legs could carry her.
“Hey, you, wait up!!”
Responding right away, Oonogi grabbed Maina’s arm and stopped her.
“Whooooooaaaaaa?!”
Maina, her feet tangled up in one another, fell flat on the floor dramatically, with great force. Then—
“Wha—?! Uwaaaaaaahhhhhh!!”
Maina put the force of her fall to use, and Oonogi, who had been gripping her wrist,
was thrown clear
“Ah, well…nothing special! The bathroom upstairs was crowded,so…y’know… Ha-ha-ha-ha…” Kyousuke, shuddering at Shinji’s sudden metamorphosis, forced a laugh.
For a second there, he really looked like he was going to kill me.
Cold sweat rolled down his back.
“Ah, I see. Except during lunch, the one here on the first floor is empty.”
“…That’s what I thought. Anyway, what are you guys doing here?” Kyousuke asked, trying to steady the beginnings of a tremble.
Past the boys, he could see Maina, still shaky and tearful, but he deliberately pretended to ignore her.
Oonogi spoke up, smacking his lips. “Tch…like that’s any concern of yours? D’ya think you can act all cocky just because ya killed twelve people?! Listen up, shithead, hurry up, take yer shit, and scram.”
It seemed that Dreadlocks had it in for Kyousuke. He slid his sunglasses down and glared at Kyousuke over the rims. He had the same stench as Mohawk.
With a gesture, Shinji pacified Oonogi, who nevertheless continued to eye Kyousuke up and down as though he were going to make a move at any moment.
“My apologies, Mr. Kamiya. It’s because all of us are but humble killers… We couldn’t help but grow jealous of you, someone who’s so popular among both boys and girls, on top of having a twelve-person kill count. Heh-heh.”
“O-oh…is that so? That’s my fault, I didn’t mean to upset you.”
Give me a break, I never wanted to inspire that kind of jealousy.
If he’d had any say, he wouldn’t stand for it, but Kyousuke resisted making a show of his true feelings and forced a smile instead.
“Hee-hee…little, round, adorable butt, white thighs…hee-hee…” Only Usami continued to entirely ignore Kyousuke’s very existence, instead focusing entirely on examining the space under Maina’s skirt from a variety of angles. In some ways, he was the most frightening one.
He’s really lost it.
“Ah!” Just then, Maina, who had been hanging her head, opened her eyes wide in apparent terror.
Shaking with fear and anxiety, staring out into space, she saw Kyousuke. In a flash, her flax-colored eyes opened wide.
Trying to reassure the startled girl, Kyousuke summoned the most cheerful voice he could manage. “Geez, Maina! This is the second timewe’ve met like this, isn’t it? Speaking of which, I have the handkerchief you dropped the last time we talked, so—”
“Eeeeeeeeeeee!! K-kkk…Kyo…Kyoshkeeyy Kamiya?! H…huh?! Eeeeeeeeeeee!!”
“…Uh, yeah. That’s what I thought.”
Maina bumped into the wall as she tried to shrink away. Pointing a shaking finger at Kyousuke, her face was filled with fear and shock, her speech as incomprehensible as last time. “Wh-wh-wh-wh-why’re youhere…oh?! I-I knowhy! You orderb allub dis din’chu? You gabe yer underlindgs orders, andden you’ll takeid frum here, is datit?! H-how scawwy…” Stumbling over every syllable, it was nearly impossible to make out even a single word of what she was saying.
“Underlings?! Who is whose underling, huh?!” sharp-eared Oonogi shouted.
Maina, now even more frightened, looked like she was going to faint. She held her head with both hands and teetered, sobbing. Kyousuke tried again to reassure her. “Calm down, Maina! I’m not friends with these guys, it’s just a coincidence—”
“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!” Maina shrieked, crossed her arms, and took off in a dash. Using her small stature skillfully, she slipped past Kyousuke’s flank and tried to run away as fast as her legs could carry her.
“Hey, you, wait up!!”
Responding right away, Oonogi grabbed Maina’s arm and stopped her.
“Whooooooaaaaaa?!”
Maina, her feet tangled up in one another, fell flat on the floor dramatically, with great force. Then—
“Wha—?! Uwaaaaaaahhhhhh!!”
Maina put the force of her fall to use, and Oonogi, who had been gripping her wrist,
was thrown clear
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