Two-Faced Brute 【Anime Romance】

Chapter 9

I walk towards the glint of light within the bushes, pushing aside a few branches and pick up the object. It's a camera, Takeshi's camera! However it was left on record, and with a single touch of a button, I stop the recording.

"Takeshi, I found your camera," I say.

"Oh thank god," he sighs in relief, "I would've been dead for sure."

"But before I give it to you," I start, "I want to see a recording that was on here. It was left on record. It's probably important."

He nods as him and Fujii head towards my direction and we stare down to the screen.

Hesitant of whats in here, I push play.
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I set up the camera, angling and hiding it within the trees so it wouldn't be noticed easily. After that, I hit play and wave at the camera.

I turn, and wait in the middle of the track, staring into the forest from the steep hillside, until I finally hear a voice coming from my left.

"Minami Watanabe!"

I turn to the familiar sound, it's Aiko. Aiko Takami.

"Hey Aiko," I say, calmly, trying to get an idea of what she wants from me. I sigh, and simply just ask her, "Why did you call me out here?"

"Simple," she say, mockingly, "I wanted to shut you up."

"Oh," I instinctively sigh, though, I already predicted that response, "and why exactly?"

"Because," she explains, "My plan was gonna go nicely until you decided for once to actually go on the school trip."

Finally, I realize what she truly wants, "You wanna make me look bad, don't you?"

"Why, how did you figure it out?" She smirks, "why would I make you look like the trash you are?"

"Why?" I ask her, both a bit upset and tense.

"Because you're a disgrace," she say in such a deep, serious tone, "cutting ties with your family, living here, dragging me into this disgusting filth of a school, I've come to hate it all, no, from the very start I hated it."

She walks up to me and slaps me, the side of faces tingles with pain and grief, "Worthless. You're three quarters and yet you have natural black hair, brown eyes. You're look so average."

"I have the same features as you!" I yell, getting frustrated.

"Well," she states, "at least I act and treated like I'm high class. The Takami family has been a high class rich family for genera-"

"Yeah, yeah," I interrupt, "more importantly, you didn't like anyone in school, on this school trip?"

"Correct," she assures, "no one at all."

"Then," I start, "...w...what about Fujii?"

"Oh, her?" She laughs, "She's like a tool to me."

I look at her, in shock, "But, she was your best friend. She admires you and even looked down on me and treated me poorly because she believed your stupid lie!"

"Oh, that," she say, laughing, "It's great when tools fall so easily into their owner's trap. I simply told her you made my life a living hell, and treated me like I was trash, even though it was the complete opposite."

"You're disgusting," I scoff in anger and raged.

"Excuse me?" She hisses, baffled.

"Calling me a worthless piece of trash, then what does that make you? Your nothing more than dirt left on someone's shoe. You can't treat Fujii, or any other human being that way!" I exasperate her.