(One has to wonder sometimes, if there's such a thing as a love that should have never happened. Not because it was bead, really. But because the person you loved would've been better off without you. Why do I get the nagging feeling that this is the case with Aika? I wonder if it would be better for her if we had never met.)
日十一
DAY 11
A girl's passion burns hotter than the summer sun!
(We never did do anything for the rest of the week. All of us stayed home, but it was still pretty fun. Although...)
Osamu remembered a moment where he went out to the kitchen late in the night, and stumbled upon Isabella cooking naked. Stark naked.
"O-O-Osamu!", she stuttered in flustered embarrassment. Panicked, Osamu looked away and covered his eyes.
"Holy crap! I'm sorry Izzy!"
"I thought I was the only one awake at this hour! Don't look!"
*VERBOTEN*
Then, he remembered a moment when he came home late after taking a walk. The house was completely dark when he entered, so he was about to turn on the lights, but someone turned on the lamp in the living room first. A chair spun around to face Osamu, and it was Yoko sitting in it with her nightgown on, brandishing a knife in her hands and a smile on her face.
"Oh! Yoko! I didn't know you were up.", he said with a nervous chuckle.
"Hi, Osamu. So uhh...where have you been?"
"Oh, you know, just...taking walks, you know?"
Yoko's tone suddenly went from calm to threatening.
"Really? Because I think that you think that I think you're taking walks just to get some fresh air and not scout the streets for beautiful babes with curly hair and smooth legs."
"W-what?!"
"Give me one reason I shouldn't cut off your feet so you can never walk again."
"Because I didn't do anything! I just took a walk! I promise!", he said, as if he were pleading for mercy. The unamused Yoko crossed her arms, making a rather strange command.
"Kiss my feet."
"Are you insane?!"
"Kiss them now!", she screamed in response.
Yoko's voice immediately brought Osamu to his knees and made him kiss her feet. It was completely subconscious. Yoko put the blade of the knife under his chin and used it to lift up his head.
"You look so cute when you're scared. But don't worry, Osa. I'm not going to hurt you. No, not at all. Instead, if you're truly sorry, you'll be hurting me tonight. Understood?"
Osamu's entire face turned red, immediately and regrettably understanding what Yoko meant.
"L-listen! I don't-"
Yoko put the blade against Osamu's lips, hushing his words of resistance.
"Shhh. Make sure you leave marks on me, my love."
The rest of the night was something Osamu didn't want to remember any further.
(Hopefully this weekend is better than the last.)
On an early Saturday morning, Aika and Izanami met in the kitchen before anyone else woke up. Aika sat down as she yawned and shook out her hair. Izanami was preparing hard boiled eggs for herself.
YOU ARE READING
Death by Ex Girlfriend: Aika Crisis
Romansa"My name is Osamu Ashikaga. I don't know what time it is, and I don't know where I am. When I opened my eyes, I was tied to a chair in some abandoned bowling alley, and the only person there....was my ex girlfriend." Meet Osamu Ashikaga. He returns...
