IDENTITY- Assasination Classroom Fanfic (Ft. OC x Asano Gakushuu)

62: What Is True Love?

'Bless my soul,' Arina told herself that day. 'Perhaps Asano-kun is right about me setting my heart too much on things. Oh, my heavenly Father, you little know how utterly wretched I am. Valentine's isn't much of a nice, dear, sweet thing you want to plant a small kiss on its forehead, loving it for the sake it brings you and for the sake of people. It's quite the opposite actually -- Valentine's is the time when you are taken into custody and people are dying.'

The whole school ascended into chaos, with roughly half its pupils rushed for treatment in the hospital. When the investigators arrived they confirmed the chocolates (more specifically, the ones tagging along with the anonymous love letters) indeed were comprised of toxic chemicals such as arsenic, barium, and thallium, among other extremely poisonous substances, and conveniently with the receipt as a piece of evidence, they had temporarily arrested Arina Avenira as a suspect for the interrogation. They sat her in a small, soundproof room with a camera installed on the wall which Arina paid noticed and waved at it.

"I'm not very certain if you are somebody I know, but you look like you could be, which is nice -- then you will have to prove that you are not a camel."

"You're forbidden to speak before we ask you to," the police stated, casting a serious glare.

"Oh," whispered Arina timidly, slightly hanging her head low upon recognizing he was definitely not a KGB spy in disguise when he didn't get that.

"Alright, so according to the witnessers' claim, you arranged a meeting two weeks ago, announcing that you want to make Valentine chocolates and stuff them into, ahem, specifically ugly guys' bags and lockers, isn't that right?" the police looked up from the note with a disgusted look written on his face.

'Discrimination toward ugly people leads to murder attempts nowadays? Jeez," he thought to himself.

"Surely right!" admitted Arina unhesitantly, meeting the police's shocked gaze quite proudly.

"Moving on, what did you need the rat poison for?"

"No, I didn't even know it exists until minutes ago," answered Arina with her eyes wide-opened. Her facial expression was only intended to emphasize her cluelessness, but the police took it as a sign of possible deceit.

"We wouldn't suspect if you just confess your use of it, you know? It could be that you only need it to exterminate the rats."

"That's a bit wicked. I would just rather let the rats live a happy life -- I wouldn't do much harm to anything. I'm just a girl with a very kind heart," confessed Arina truthfully.

"When you shop, do you usually take the receipt home with you?"

This surprisingly occupied Arina's thoughts for a while before she spoke up, "I normally would, because the guilt of not taking them is simply unbearable. Just look at those eager eyes when they hand you the receipt, you would never want to turn them down, aren't you? Or perhaps it was my imagination all along. You see, I have a very good imagination."

"Which one do you prefer -- card or cash?"

"Card," answered Arina certainly.

"Hmm," said the police, beginning to see the puzzles to the whole picture, as he scanned the note one more time.

"Can you show me all your cards please?"

The suspected girl didn't reply, in the meantime smiling and blinking at the ceiling.

"Please?"

"Huh? Where are we again?" she came back to earth, startling, wandering her gaze around. "Oh, there you are, what is it?"