Season 3 : Chapter 19
Ayanokouji POV
It's been around 6 minutes, ever since I started taking the beating from Ryuuen and Ibuki. Thankfully Ryuuen noticed my gesture that time and shoved the big rock inside my pants, through my legs, before he smacked the covered area with the log.
I was conflicted on whether he would notice it amidst the darkness or not...But I felt a little glad that despite there being clear animosity between us two, we were able to work together without much complications, this one time.
After Ibuki was done with her 'beating' , I heard the footsteps of Kushida slowly approaching my downed figure, as I looked back at her with a 'tired' and 'resigned' gaze, as my eyes started looking a bit more droopy than usual.
Ibuki walked towards my fellow beige haired classmate and said something in her ears, which made Kushida grin ear to ear as she soon got on her knees making direct eye contact with me, trying to sweet talk me into agreeing to her words.
The contrast in her sweet, mellow tone in which she was speaking and the clear malicious intentions lying behind her words, and that evil grin on her face made me feel a little annoyed if I'm being honest, however that gesture of hers made me reminisce my time back to the Whiteroom where hundreds of 'subjects' tried to do the exact same thing to me, in order to either sneakily 'stab me in the back' or take advantage of my weakness. However unfortunately for them, every single one of them had to face the same result every single time.
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