Ayanokoji the Overqualified Butler (a COTE fanfic) [Discontinued}

Discontinuing

Hey, just letting everyone know that im officially discontinuing this and my "Ayanokoji Twins:" stories, but I will continue working on new stories so check those out if you want I guess. Im very sorry this couldnt have gone further but I have no inspiration, I love this story and I dont want it to be ruined by subpar future chapters, but for the sake of ending on a good note im just going to write a short story about Kiyo x Honami's future. (Btw my next story is about Ayanokoji in class c, make sure to check it out if interested!)

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                                                                                 Kiyopon Pov

We had only graduated about one week ago, I took a deep breath and opened my portfolio, all I saw was green. Investing that money I got from hustling chess was a good idea, I'm glad I learned economics and business in the White Room.

I decided to use some of this newfound wealth on taking Honami out to a nice dinner, I also paid off her mothers mortgage and wrote her a big check while I was at it. It's kind of ironic, usually butlers cost people money, but I just made them rich.

A little while into our date I realized something, sure she was beautiful when we first met, and during high school she was also stunning, but now that she had truly finished maturing, its like she is a whole other person.

The news was the same as it had always been for the past couple of years, I feel bad for Japanese politics. The political scene had become a battleground for many of the former White Room students, the rest were off doing great things as inventors, discoverers, business people. Everyone heard about the horrors of the white room, but no-one was ready for the polarization of Japanese society about to come through the actions of these extraordinary kids. And worst of all, I was about to enter the scene.

As I walked into the restaurant I noticed a certain man sitting at a table, I calmly walked Honami to our seat and excused myself for a moment to talk to the man at the table.

"Don't worry, I left that household that you've been playing butler for alone"

"Thats good"

"So Kiyotaka, what will you do now?"

"Idk, I'm deciding between being a professional chef and the prime minister of Japan"

"I see, good luck with whatever you're doing"

I never thought I would see him like this, he was truly a defeated man. He had his wealth, and his servants, but none of what he truly craved... power

"Father, would you give me your phone number?"

"I never thought I would hear those words" he said, writing down numbers on a cocktail napkin

I committed the number to my memory and then threw the napkin away. 

"your abilities never cease to amaze me, Kiyotaka"

"you're the one who gave them to me"

"you should probably be getting back to your date"

"right"

I finished up my date and headed back home, I knew he would catch up to me one day, but I didn't think he would be so passive. but right when I got home I activated my contingency for this.

I arranged a meeting with a certain person following behind. I brought the bodyguards with as well, this plan took me a whole day to set up, but it was well worth it. I arranged a meeting with him.

"good evening Kiyotaka, I didn't expect you to contact me so soon" he reeked of alcohol, he truly was an empty husk.

"Hello f-"

Red splattered against a wall and the woman put 6 more bullets into him post-mortem. "TAKE THAT YOU BASTARD, THATS WHAT YOU GET FOR KILLING MY SON". I stared at the corpse satisfied with my work. If I knew the assassination would be this easy I wouldn't have spent so long planning the contingencies.

The assassin was no longer needed, I had her taken care of and disposed of them appropriately. I can't have a liability as problematic as that man running around.

I shouldn't take too long on these personal matters, Honami is waiting for me. A good butler would never make his mistress wait this long.