COTE One Shots

Hungrykouji

Ayanokouji Kiyotaka POV

"Mmmm."

Food happens to be one of the only things I like. Whether it be a burger from a fast food place, a 3 course meal from a fancy restaurant, or a delicious chocolate ice cream, I'll eat it. That being said, the White Room didn't provide me with any sufficiently delicious food, so I escaped. In fact, the White Room food had a disgusting texture, and an even worse taste. It was nothing short of revolting.

After my escape, I went to many different restaurants. I had a taste of the many types of food that life had to offer me, and my curiosity took over. Eventually though, I was nearly caught after going to the same place twice.

Flashback

"Thanks for the meal." I say to the chef, who had been acting weirdly throughout. I was about to start eating when my nose detected an unfamiliar scent. I knew the composition of this ramen bowl, and the fact that there was something added to it gave me an suspicious feeling.

I called the chef over, he was visibly sweating, but it could just be the heat from the kitchen. I wasn't going to risk it, though. 

"What did you add to the dish?" I asked, in a polite tone. He began acting very fidgety immediately after. I know he has something to hide.

"I didn't add anything, I swear!" He exclaimed quickly.

I was already suspicious, and this alone raised my suspicion levels even higher. Normally, one would be confused on what I was saying rather than denying what I said. I can tell he had a semblance of guilt eating him, so I won't do anything to him. 

Instead, I got up from my chair, and checked my surroundings. The other patrons were disturbed by my sudden movements, but none of them seemed to be particularly cautious. I'll look for anyone outside, then. I checked outside, the coast seemed to be clear.

Then, I left. The cook tried to get me to pay for the food, but I didn't really care about it. Now that they ruined my meal again, I have to do something about it.

I knew there were a couple of presences following me, but the number was unclear. They wouldn't reveal themselves in public, so I went to an abandoned playground nearby. I went into a forest right by it, and they followed.

"You can come out now." I speak loudly to my uninvited stalkers, and the disturbers of my precious meal.

Instead of responding, one tries to sneak attack me from behind. I appeared to have a huge weakness behind me, but in actuality, I made it seem that way. Since I know the most likely outcome was them attacking from behind, I have plenty of counters I could do since their angle of attack was determined.

They tried to strike my neck, but I dodge it, and go for a chop to their throat. They had enough equipment to mitigate most of my attacks, or at least they thought. The data that they thought they had, was manipulated by me before I escaped. I purposefully got lower numbers to lure them into a false sense of security. My attack caught them by surprise, the speed and potency clearly outmatching what their data told them.

Despite that, they were still an adult, and had a slight advantage in physicality than me. My body was still stronger, but the fact that I was much younger placed me at a disadvantage. 

They recovered from my chop to the throat quickly, but not quickly enough to block the strike to his head. Even with a protective gear, the physical trauma should be enough to render him unconscious. The other stalker finally came out to try and subdue me. They were a bit late, since I'd already dispatched the first one in a matter of seconds.