i o u. -ishimondo story

chapter seven • interrogation

Timeskip to Mondo being in the interrogation room for like an hour waiting for Yoshida. Brought to you by

Mondo threw his legs onto the interrogation table and glared at the man in front of him. Yoshida.

According to Kiyotaka, he was throwing him around when he was unconscious. He doesn't have to tell this guy anything if he doesn't respect him himself.

"Owada, care to explain why you got into a fight this time?"

Mondo decided not to answer. Yoshida sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose.

"Owada, I don't have the time for this today. What was this fight about?"

Again, no answer. Mondo just stared at the ceiling and rocked his chair back and forth with his hands in his pockets. Yoshida stared at his face.

"When did you get that bandaged up?"

Mondo moved his hand with the wrapping on it from his pocket and pointed to the bandages on his face. "This? Not from you, obviously. What's up with you just throwing me around, hm?"

Yoshida flinched at the statement. "Excuse me? I didn't. And either way, you were unconscious. How did you know?"

"I passed out but I could still feel everything." He lied. "You guys tried to drag me to the car or something, didn't you?"

Yoshida stood up from his seat and raised his voice at Mondo. "Ishimaru told you these...these lies, didn't he?"

Mondo raised an eyebrow and acted confused. "Who's Ishimaru?"

"Owada you know damn well-"

"No, seriously. I don't know who he is. Am I supposed to?"

"Who helped with the bandages?" Yoshida asked.

"Don't know. Woke up in some annoying dude's car. I can't remember who though. I don't know his name either."

"How'd he look?"

"Alive."

"His face, Owada."

"Don't know."

"What do you know?"

"Mitochondria is the powerhouse of the cell. Dogs don't sweat through their fur but they have sweatglands on their paws. Cockroaches can live days without their heads before dying of starvatio-"

"The driver, Owada, I meant about the driver!"

Mondo smirked. "Oh. Well then I've got nothing. Anyways why am I here again?"

Yoshida tossed a file of papers at Mondo's face, causing him to lose his balance from rocking in the chair and fall backwards onto the ground. Despite the recurring pain from the wounds he lifted the folder in the air.

"Hey you dropped this." He slammed it back onto the table and pulled his chair back up. "Wait, why's my name on this?"

"This is a record of every offense you've committed, Owada. And if I'm to take these to court plus your current case, life would be a lot different for you, would it not?"

Mondo kept down any worry he had. "I'm a biker gang leader, I'm not sure what you're gonna expect from my life-"

"I mean, this could get you kicked from Hope's Peak. And that would be something, wouldn't it? Prevent you from getting jobs in the future?"

"What?"

Yoshida slammed both hands on the table and glared at Mondo again. "If you don't tell me what happened, I'm going to get you kicked from Hope's Peak."