YanSim: The Demon and The Tsundere.

Thursday, day 18, part 2

Ayano POV.
The women that was once crying before me is now brushing my cheeks. Her hands felt soft and warm, almost like a mothers touch.

"Aishi...its really you." The women whispered.

I placed my hand above hers and stared into her eyes.

I know those eyes.

I've known those eyes as a little kid. I've grown up with them. Those sweet warm eyes that are always so welcoming.

"Bella..." (Not related to yandere simulator at all, just a character I added for future purposes.)

Bella, yes that's right. Her name was Bella. I always thought that was a weird name, but at the same time I thought it was unique. My mom said her name meant "beautiful", why was that I wonder? She didn't look that nice, but I think it was her personality what made her beautiful.

"Umm...who are you?" Osana asked interrupting our moment.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't introduce myself yet, have I?" The women ex used and looked back at Osana.

"My name is Belle Miyoko. I'm quite old as you can see, but I used to take care of young Ayano here when she was a kid. You see, her parents left her alone must of the time and since her mother and I were long childhood friends, of course I had to take care of her little girl."

Shem smiled and looked back at me, "You've grown so much, and you don't seem as monotonous as when you were a child."

"Wait. Why did you stop taking care of Ayano?" Osana asked confused. Damn, she's so nosy.

"Well, a few years ago, Ryoba left overseas with Ayano's father and left their poor child alone. I insisted to take care of Ayano before she got to highschool, but Ryoba rejected the offer and said Ayano had someone she had to meet."

I tilted my head before nodding.

"Mother told me that if I stayed alone, it would be easier to find my special person." I said.

Osana still seemed a bit confused, but I refused to let Belle answer any more of her questions.

"How has your mother been? Does she call you often?" Belle asked. She looked more relieved, but I could still see her exhausted face, it seemed as if she was going to start crying again.

"My mother has been alright. She doesn't call me often thought." I replied.

She sighed and stretched her arms a bit. "Ryoba has always been like that. Did you know that back when me and her where in school, there were a lot of murders and suicides? I'm happy those things have gone down."

Wait, murders? There were also murderers in her school? I wonder who it was. I'm glad my mother didn't get killed. Or else I wouldn't have been born to meet my senpai.

"And Kizana was one of the few who died..." I murmured, trying to sound sad.

Well, I have to admit, I have a soft spot in my childhood memories for Belle. But that doesn't mean I'm going to give her special treatment. She's past and I don't need her. Anyways, I still want to see her suffer.

"Kizana...I'm not sure if it was murder or suicide, but both make me feel sick. I really wanted you to meet her, but I never found the right chance to introduce you two."

Belle laid her head on the table and covered her face before the stream of tears came running again and made her start crying.

"S-she was such a sweet girl...why did g-god do this to me...?" She sniffed.

I patted her back softly and smirked. Seeing people's pain always makes my day.

Osana noticed my grin and shifted around her chair uncomfortably, not sure of what to do.