Against All Odds || Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu x Fem!Reader

Case of the Missing Psycho

You climbed the stairs to the restaurant, met with a sullen Mahiru.

"Oh, Y/n... You're already here... that's good," she hummed.

Kazuichi awkwardly scratched his cheek. "Y-yo..."

After a long moment of silence, Mikan looked at her feet. "G-good... Morning..."

Hiyoko climbed the stairs soon after you, and pressed a finger to her chin. "Huh? You guys don't look so good. Your faces look you just went to two funerals in a row."

Mikan started to speak but you cut her off. "We did, Hiyoko. Byakuya and Teruteru were both killed."

Hiyoko shrugged. Ï understand about Mr. Ham Hands but why are we even upset about Teruteru being gone?"

"Wh-what the heck do you mean...?" Kazuichi asked, palming the hem of his beanie.

"Well," she threw her hands into the air. "He was a crazy guy who killed someone! Not to mention, a total perv! He knew what Y/n's panties looked like!"

Your face flushed red, unable to say a word.

Ibuki giggled. "Yeah, Fuyuhiko almost killed him for that one!"

"I understand how you feel, Hiyoko," Peko began. "But you're going too far."

A wide smirk played on Hiyoko's lips and she pressed her palms against each other. "Huh? Is it alright to defend a killer? Are you trying to justify murder?"

Peko knitted her brows, stepping backwards aa tiny bit. "That... was not my intention, but..."

"Then you gotta hate him more than ever!" Hiyoko spat. "You gotta hate him from the bottom of your heart!"

Where... was she going with this again?

"He's a stupid, piece of trash, bastard who committed the lowest crime possible. He deserved to get killed! In fact, I'm rather relieved he was executed! If I could have, I would have totally spat on him, too!"

"Okay, that's a bit far," you argued. "He might have deserved the death penalty, but no one needs to die in such a horrible way! And to say you'd want to spit on him too? What is wrong with you?"

"Hmm?" Akane hummed, furrowing her brows. 

You all turned your head toward her, faces sewn with confusion. 

"What is it?" You hummed.

Hiyoko balled her hands into fists. "Hey, what gives!? Does a peabrain like you have something to complain about?"

Akane shook her head, waving her hand to dismiss the shorter girl. "No, it's not that, but... something smells, dont'cha think?"

Sonia held her hands closer to her chin. "Eh, again!?"

Ibuki poked her fingers together, sweating immensely. "It better not be another dead body...!"

"No, it's not the smell of blood this time," the gymnast shook her head. "It just smells really bad."

"S-smells bad...?" Hajime repeated, and the girl nodded.

"It's kinda like how a bar or nightclub smells after closin time, ya see?" She explained.

You sniffed the air, nodding a moment later. "She's right."

"I don't know how those smell!" Kazuichi exclaimed. "You two musta' had pretty rough lives!"

Peko sniffed the air as well, nodding herself. "Now that you mention it, I do smell something. It's like a sewer or rotting garbage..."

Hiyoko threw her arms in the air. "Kayahahaha! I know what it is! Nekomaru's breath probably stinks!"