"I'm in a very vulnerable position right now, you could do absolutely anything to me and I wouldn't be able to stop it." Ayanokouji's monotone voice echoed throughout the crowded wooden shed, his hands and ankles being tied behind a wooden chair.
"Can you not be oddly sexual for 5 minutes? You've been saying shit like this for the entire duration of the kidnapping!" Ryuen snapped after Ayanokouji's recent innocent remark, reminding Ryuen that Ayanokouji means no harm.
"Sorry master." Ayanokouji said. Ryuen scoffed in exaggeration, sending a high-speed kick towards Ayanokouji's knee. The impact sent vibrations up Ryuen's leg, feeling as if he kicked a metal pole.
"God fucking damnit." Albert approached Ryuen and attempted to aid him, resulting in Ryuen slapping Albert's hand.
"Albert, check on Ishizaki, they should be leading Horikita here." The black man nodded, opening the door, leaving Ayanokoji alone with the unusually enraged tyrant.
(AYANOKOJI POV):
What would I do in this situation besides wait? There appears to be some sort of objective Ryuen has with kidnapping me, I don't mind playing along but this is taking too long.
I took a harmonica out of my inventory and pressed the metal instrument against my artificial lips, exhaling air into the multiple square openings.
I downloaded the information to play the Harmonica earlier, usually in television when people are imprisoned they play the harmonica.
"H-how the fuck did you even get a HARMONICA!" Ryuen was absolutely flabbergasted, his dumbfound expression was due to my skill with the harmonica.
His immediate advance took place right after, he snatched the harmonica straight from my hands, immediately bringing it down upon his knee, breaking it into pieces.
"That was very unnecessary Ryuen." The red-haired man quickly grabbed a piece of cloth from the entire table, immediately putting the damp rag into my mouth. He also tied my hands together with the remaining rope as I also broke through that.
"Mmmhhm" Ryuen left the shed as he most likely went to look for Ishizaki, waiting for Horikita to do some negotiations or what not.
I broke through the rope once again, taking my phone in which I smuggled it through the inspection after the ship, connecting to my personal WiFi, in which I mean the router is inside me.
I then started to call someone, or in other words, 'FaceTime'. There is a FaceTime feature also implemented into my system as well, yet it's a bit more advanced and a bit too suspicious for school.
(...)
The phone kept ringing for eternity, inevitably hanging up after the 45 second period before shutdown.
What a pity.
Right before I put my phone away I detected a vibration coming from my phone, and my own personal ringtone blaring.
Sounds of a man singing echoed throughout the shed, leaving me to panic due to the possibility Ryuen heard it and will confiscate my phone.
Anyways, it appeared to be Fuka who was calling after her failed attempt of picking my phone up. I'm not even sure if I wanted to accept her call.
"Kiyotaka?" A feminine voice blew out of the phones speakers, Fuka's was currently being displayed on the phone as mine was too.
"Hello." My camera quality went down significantly due to my slight mishap of submerging underwater with my phone, so my audio and camera were extremely distorted.
"First, aren't you doing an exam right now on an uninhabited island? Shouldn't your phone have been confiscated at the start? Second, turn down your fucking volume, your voice is earraping me."
Fuka was busy blabbering her nonsensical words as I was more so focused on something else. I was viewing my low quality face on the corner of the screen, my jawline seems more defined than the past.
"Can you a-" I was checking out each side of my face. Using my index finger to trace my titanium jawline, each side was perfectly sculpted.
"STOP DOING THAT AND A-" I looked into the camera directly, rubbing my index finger and thumb over my chin as I c-
"If you keep looksmaxxing I'm going to leave the call."
"Sorry."
"Answer my question."
"What question?"
"The first question."
"I forgot to give them my phone."
"That's a lie."
"No it's not."
"You could get in serious trouble, hide the phone somewhere self or else."
"Or else what?"
"You're not playing on the ps5 again."
"Got it, putting it a-"
The door to the shed violently kicked open as Ryuen walked in with Albert.
"HOW THE FUCK DO YOU HAVE YOUR PHONE!" Ryuen started aggressively walking towards me.
"Sorry Fuka, I gotta g-" Ryuen snatched the phone out of my hand before I could say my farewell.
"Okay, what the fuck is happening!" Fuka yelled from the phone, utterly confused with the scene of events taking place.
Ryuen hung up the phone before throwing it across the shed, breaking the glass and shattering the electronic due to the force of the throw.
"Okay, that was really un-" Ryuen grabbed me by my collar as he violently yanked me out of the seat, throwing me out the open door of the shed.
*THWAP*
My body hit the soil and made my body roll around, due to my reduction of my weight this would only make sense.
"Ayanokouji!" Horikita seemed to be outside with Hirata, multiple class C students also surrounded the premises.
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Not that good of a chapter, I used all my remaining willpower and energy to write these 900 words.
Did anyone watch season 3 of Shield Hero? Season 2 was ass but I forced myself to watch it, season 3 was a bit better.
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