The School Idols (Yandere Harem)

49 - The Struggle

"That's not how you should greet a friend." Konami replied with a smirk.

"Friends don't stab knives through the hands of their friends." Sora argued, gripping his fists.

"Friends don't snoop through their friend's laptops to end up deserving those stabs." Konami countered.

~~ July 17, 2019 ~~
~ The Sawai Home ~
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"Why are you here?" Sora growled. "What do you want?"

"Did you really think that I could simply let you go?" Konami replied. "Especially not when Hiro is here in Japan."

"I'll make sure he knows what you did." Sora hissed.

"And I'll make sure that never happens." Konami stood up, pulling a silenced pistol out from her clothes. "Goodbye, Sora."

Shit.

Sora jumped backwards, moving through the doorway and behind the wall just in time to avoid the bullet which rocketed out of the barrel.

Sora gasped, breathing heavily as he stood against the wall. He looked at the opposite wall, where a small bullet hole now was. And with that suppressor, the sound of the gun was something that only they could hear. No one nearby outside would be hearing anything.

He could try to run to the door and get outside, but with Konami's location she'd have the perfect view to shoot him straight in the back. Sora may have used to do sports, but he wasn't quick enough to outrun a bullet.

Sora dashed through the hallway and up the stairs, desperate to make some sort of distance, without giving Konami the chance to shoot him.

"Sora~" He heard Konami's voice following him. "Why can't you go ahead and die for me?"

Sora made it upstairs, running through an open door, before turning into a closet. He knew that hiding wasn't the best move, but he had been cornered in his house.

How the hell had she gotten a gun?

No, she was insanely rich. Right. He was dealing with a force so powerful, that she could cause a whole plane to crash just to kill two people.

Getting a gun was barely an issue.

"Come on out, Sora~" He heard her call through the house. "I need you to die so I can be with my beloved~"

Sora was hyperventilating. This was bad. This was very bad. But this wasn't as bad as when Konami had caught him in that office. He would've been dead if Akari hadn't coincidentally been attempting to kill Konami at that time.

But this time, his hands weren't pinned down. They may still hurt, but they were somewhat working.

Sora quickly fetched his phone out, making a quick text, before peeking out of the closet and throwing the phone down the hallway.

It clattered against the floor, going inside of another room.

"Sora~?" Konami grinned, peeking her head out of another room. By then, Sora had already retreated back into the closet, grabbing the broom.

Konami turned to where the sound had gone, before glancing backwards. Was he really in there? What was he doing?

Well, it wouldn't hurt to check. She would find him eventually. She wasn't worried about him running. If he tried, he would be easily shot.