A Lycoris's Lilybell: Chisato Nishikigi x Male Reader

Chapter 8.5: Intruder Alert

(Chisato's POV)

Chisato: You want me to?

Majima: Yup!

Majima nods his head as he gives me the go ahead to answer my phone. I pick it up and put it on speaker.

Chisato: Hello?

You: Chisato, where are you? You didn't go to your physical today.

Chisato: Ehehe~ Sorry, something came up, so I'm running a bit behind schedule. Tell Dr. Yamagishi that too...

I hang up the call and look back at Majima.

Majima: Your health is important, you know? That body's an asset, at least to us.

Chisato: "Us"? What do you mean by "us"? You've got a gun pointed at me.

Majima: I need you alive so I can kill you.

(Bang!)

Majima pulled the trigger and shot at me, but I already saw that coming. I dodged the bullet and it instead hit the lamp behind me.

Majima: HA!!! That never gets old, how do you do it?!

Chisato: It's a secret.

Majima: Let me guess, is it that heart of yours?

Chisato: How does a punk like you know about that?

Majima: (Chuckles) It's a secret.

Majima puts his gun on the table and picks up one of the movies I have.

Majima: Hey, Die Hard! You a fan?

Chisato: Hmm? Yeah.

Majima: Who's your favorite?

Chisato: Powell.

Majima: HA, the cop. Becoming partners with McClane, despite never meeting him.

Chisato/Majima: And then that last scene when-

Chisato: Uh!

I got too excited talking about Die Hard that I almost forgot that this guy isn't my friend. I stop myself and sigh, it seems like he doesn't actually want to do anything harmful to me.

Chisato: I'm gonna make some coffee.

Majima: Bitter stuff sucks. What else you got?

Chisato: (Grunts)

I wasn't going to give him anything at all but whatever. I'm making coffee and he's only getting coffee. I'll be nice and bring some sugar cubes with me, so he can at least enjoy his coffee a little bit.

After I made both of us a cup, we both take a sip of it and he immediately gags from how bitter it is to him. Right after his reaction, I toss a sugar cube in his coffee and we both put down our cups.

Chisato: So, what do you want?

Majima: Look close, do you remember me?

Chisato: Duh! You're the guy who spit on me.

Majima: Way way before that. You don't remember, huh? Then listen up and let me jog your memory.

(Too lazy to write it all down)

Chisato: It's not nice to describe someone like some sort of monster.