Poisoned Honey (Ayano x Budo)

Chapter 3

Ayano's POV-

It's been four days since I got rid of Osana Najimi. Watching the school worry and ache over her death annoyed me to pieces. 

I decided playing along would be good, so I constantly showed a look of paranoia and distraught whenever anyone brought her up. 

My mom always said knowing how to act is necessary for us Aishis, even if you don't feel the same way others are feeling, its better to pretend you do than to stick out. 

Just squeeze out a couple of tears and they'll feel terrible and try to make you feel better in every way possible.

Boy did it really work on Budo.

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Budo's POV-

I could hear the sound of teachers and police officers muttering, all the students around crying in despair and some shaking in fear. 

From what the evidence shows, one of the wires of the power box was cut and Osana must have touched it with wet hands while trying to turn on the lights, causing her to get electrocuted.

What's weirder is the fact that it wasn't just her hands that were covered in water, but her entire body. It clearly seems like a murder.

My stomach churned at the thought of knowing there might be someone in this school who has no problem with ending someone elses life.

I was with my members, since we were about start club activities. I felt horrible since Aishi-Chan had just joined and the first club practice we were about to do with her got ruined because of a death.

I turned to look at my members, who were clearly on edge.

"Maybe it wasn't a murder, we should wait until the court releases an official statement." 

I suggested, trying to give them some hope, even though I also knew it was definitely a murder.

"Are you kidding? Anyone with half a braincell knows it was a murder, why else would everyone be so worried?" Shima replied angrily, her voice shaking. 

I didn't say anything back and kept my mouth shut, not knowing what else to say.

I noticed Ayano in the distance, who seemed upset and scared. 

'She's probably paranoid too, maybe I should talk to her.'

I walked towards her out of concern.

"Hey, you alright?" I asked, noticing at her sullen expression. 

"I-I don't know." She said, looking at the floor.

"I wasn't close with Najimi-San but it's scary to know that she died and it was probably a murder. Not just scary, but terrifying." She continued, her grey eyes shaking and glistening from the tears forming. 

It hurt to see her upset, I felt awfully guilty even though none of this happened because of me.

My first instinct led me to go and hug her.

'Wait no, what am I doing? We barely know each other,  I probably just made her extremely uncomfortable.' I told myself. My face turned red out of embarrassment. 

I was about to pull away and apologize when I felt her dainty arms coil around my back, returning the hug. I was shocked and felt a spark light up my body, but my mood quickly turned grey again when I remembered that she's distressed and just needs someone to hold.