Outsider : Classroom Of The Elite

Chapter 2.6 - Storm

We were both walking around the dormitory side-by-side. On one hand I was glad that Kikyou finally agreed to help me. But on the other hand her bitter expression held the darkness of uncertainty.

"So now that I agreed to be your ally, you can at least delete the video?" she looked at me with puppy-dog eyes.

"No."

The chances of deleting her video was like a snowball's chance in hell.

"Eh? But why? Don't allies trust each other?"

"Our trust was purely based on a contract. You're helping me in exchange of not exposing your secrets. If I were to throw away the only element of negotiation, that would make me nothing but an idiot. Besides, even if I deleted the video, you'd still come after me."

"I promise you, I won't."

"You do realize that your words hold very little value, in both what you can and will do. I'm sure you will come after me the very moment I click confirm. We're allies only on terms of negotiation. In reality I don't trust you at all. That's why I will be keeping this video."

"Hm..." Kikyou looked down in frustration.

"If you're identity is so important to you, then why would you do something as reckless as shouting at the roof top?" her demeanor completely swapped after my remark.

"Well, I do it to in order to vent. I wish I could do it in my room. But being so close to my classmates stresses me out even more, even if the rooms were sound proof. The stress builds up, having to keep up this image is tiring and I need some way to let out this stress"

"So you go out there to kickbox and let yourself get caught?" I decided to joke about it.

"Levent-kun, are you perhaps an idiot?"

"Says the person who thought fingerprints on a cloth would be a good evidence." although the blazer I had on me was still wet from her previous outburst, which could've been a viable alibi for her claims.

"You do realize that I hate you, right?" She asks while letting out an exasperated sigh.

"Is that so? I actually like talking to this side of you, rather than the façade."

"Huh? Are you for real now?" she said while giving me a disgusted look. Listen, I'm not a masochist, okay?

"Yeah. It gets easier for me to talk as I don't have to constantly try and read you. You don't know how tiring it can get."

"I don't care."

After a few more seconds of silence, I stopped walking. We had reached the furthest end of the shore. What lied beyond me was the great ocean. A gust of wind ran through me, undoing my neatly done hair. The moon finally came out of the vail and revealed itself.

"I'm all ears, Kikyou."

"Huh? What are you talking about?"

"Didn't I previously agree to become your emotional punching bag? Go ahead. You can release your demons."

"So you were being serious about that?"

Kikyou gave me a suspicious look. While I was sure about the fact that it wouldn't be a pleasant experience, it was part of the agreement.

But the agreement would also prove to be beneficial on my side. Sometimes, people tend to release many vital information during their outburst. Gossip, or in this case talking behind others would inevitably lead Kushida to reveal some bitter information regarding her subjects. Those information would undoubtedly prove to be more than useful.