Saiki K PeePee

Ch. 5: Confrontation

There were significantly more people out today than yesterday. Most normal jobs had resumed, but thankfully school was still out. Saiki sat in his room and pondered on yesterday's events. He had tossed and turned in his sleep, and as a result he had woken up late. He wanted the time to relax that he had missed yesterday, but he had too much on his mind to focus. Why did this always have to happen to him? He groaned and got up to start his day. He had not used clairvoyance or telepathy on Teruhashi to protect her privacy. That was a lie; it was mostly because he wanted to avoid the hatred she likely held for him now. For once he didn't try to get a leg up on his opponent if only because he couldn't be bothered to face the consequences. She could do a few things. She could:

A) avoid him until school and never speak of this again
B) avoid him until school and out him
C) march right up to his door and tell him off
D) manipulate him for her personal gain via blackmail.

He could feel his stomach drop when the last option crossed his mind.

He would prefer if she never spoke to him again, but that was very unlikely. He had already revealed his powers to the group once before. It had gone better than expected, he mused, but the circumstances had changed. She also did seem to have genuine feelings for him before, but once again the deal had been altered. He prayed she would not alter it further. Once all the mystery broke down, would she toss him aside? What made him different from the other refuse? She did have good justification to choose the bad endings. He had scared her so badly she broke character and then he delivered the coup de grâce with his troublesome powers. He understood why he needed to keep his powers hidden, but the act had long become tiresome. Was it so wrong that someone else knew about them?

She had won a resounding victory despite his best efforts. She was able to infiltrate his life and become closer to him with minimal interaction between them. If he recalled correctly, they had never actually talked before this altercation even on their one-sided dates. He had grossly miscalculated. She was not a threat level dragon, she was a threat level god.

Still, she hadn't seemed angry when she said that she'd see him tomorrow and she hadn't had any thoughts to read because she was half-asleep. She had been dazed in the latter half of their time yesterday so reading her was next to impossible even then. He was truly in the dark. He quickly removed his pajamas, got into the shower, and brushed his teeth all at the same time. His hands danced as he used telekinesis as easily as breathing. He didn't bother doing anything else because he could use his powers to easily mitigate any other problems that arose. He put on some casual clothes that he didn't really try to coordinate.

"Ku-chan! Breakfast is ready!" He heard his mother call from downstairs. Her call was enthusiastic as always, but bore a palpable undertone of uncertainty and contrition.

Saiki shuffled downstairs and sat down without a word. His father had left for work as well, so it was just the two of them. His mother asked, "Are you alright? It looks like you had a very rough day yesterday." She looked more uncomfortable than he had seen her in a long time as she pondered how to tell him what he already knew. He threw her a lifeline by cutting her off.

Yes, I'm fine. Teruhashi figured out I had powers though, he said, picking at his food absentmindedly.

"I'm so sorry Kusuo, I let you down." She hung her head in shame. "I accidentally let it slip when I was talking to her."

It's ok, Mom. It's unfair of me to ask you to keep that secret without a single mistake. You could have used me for your own personal gain very easily. His face contorted when he realized the impact of his words, unable to settle on the correct expression.

Saiki was not very good at these kinds of things. His mother nodded her head in understanding.

"I know he's trying to console me in his own way." she thought. Her face showed a small smile, grateful for his attempt at reconciliation.