Okkotsu Is So Easy to Tease

[My stomach finally started recovering after all that indulgence, but some new information hit me hard, so I need a little more time. I'll resume posting after a while, sorry]

"Yuta is so easy to bully."

That was Ooba Chiharu's first impression of Yuta.

For some reason, though, every time she bullied him, she would suffer some inexplicable stroke of bad luck.

○ The first time she bullied Yuta.

Ooba Chiharu told him he was ugly and timid, that just looking at him annoyed her, and ordered him to go buy her a drink.

That afternoon, someone dragged her into the changing room.

It didn't seem human. It was tall and slender, and as it wrapped its human hands around her and lowered its head to kiss her, cold, sharp claws lifted her up. Their tips brushed delicately over her calves, her back, and the nape of her neck.

...It was terrifying.

○ The second time she bullied Yuta.

Ooba Chiharu called him a gloomy shut-in and ordered him to get up and take her place in the fitness test.

That night, someone attacked her.

Something covered her eyes, plunging her into darkness. The fresh scent of mint body wash filled her nostrils. She was held in a tight embrace, unable to breathe even with her mouth wide open, and could only let out faint whimpers.

She couldn't fight back, and she couldn't bear it.

...It was terrifying. So terrifying.

○ The third time she bullied Yuta.

Ooba Chiharu had begun to figure out the pattern. She glared at him for a long time, not even daring to say she hated him. All she said, very quietly, was, "I don't want to see you."

It wasn't even that bad.

But once again, a cold, sinister, inhuman presence came from above and drew her into its arms. A chilly hand, still within the bounds of human nature, gripped her waist.

A neurotic, inhuman murmur reached her ears: "Don't hate us, don't hate us, don't hate us, don't hate us, don't hate us..."

"Want to see us, want to see us, want to see us..."

Then came Yuta's voice: "Rika, watch your claws, okay? If you leave more scratches, she'll cry angrily for a long, long time."

...It was terrifying. So terrifying. So terrifying!

*

Later, Yuta transferred to another school.

Thank goodness!

He'd never come back!

...Right?

* A dark romance

* A disclaimer up front: the girl isn't really bullying Yuta; there are some original elements, and the characters may be out of character.

* I feel like I don't need to flag this anymore, but I'll do it anyway... Yuta and Rika are not a couple here.

My next Detective Conan fanfic: Dream Boyfriend, One-Time Use

Ever since she was little, Kamiki Chiyo often had dreams where she learned new skills.

At first, she dreamed of the cats near her home, the rabbits at the pet shop, and the pandas at the zoo.

Later, she began dreaming about people...

[Brother? Boyfriend?]

[You have an older brother. He's very patient with you. You have a boyfriend. He's great at fixing cars.

One is named Matsuda, the other Hagiwara.

Rent in Tokyo is expensive, so you've shared an apartment since graduation. But every so often, in perfect unspoken agreement, he spends the night elsewhere and leaves the apartment to the two of you.]

[Will big brother... leave tonight too?]

In the midst of a torrential downpour, Kamiki Chiyo arrived at the apartment building and saw the two men walking toward her.

One had a head of black curls. He casually pulled off his jacket and draped it over her, then used his hand, stained with black motor oil, to fasten her buttons impatiently, buttoning every single one from top to bottom. "What are you doing out here? The car's fixed. Let's go back."

Keyword: car repair.

The other had slightly longer hair and bright purple eyes. He looked at her with a smile, then gently rubbed her temple with the heel of a hand untouched by grease. Patiently, he watched the curly-haired man fasten her buttons and asked kindly, "Why'd you come out? Did you get wet?"

Keyword: patient.

Kamiki Chiyo understood: the bad-tempered curly-haired guy who could fix cars was her boyfriend, and the gentle long-haired man who was so patient was her older brother!

So, after her "long-haired big brother" entered the apartment first, she took the opportunity to wrap her arms around her "curly-haired boyfriend," tilt her head up, and kiss him. Then she pretended to whisper intimately into her boyfriend's ear and asked coquettishly, "Is big brother leaving tonight? He wouldn't stay and bother the happy couple, would he? That's so mean."

"Curly-haired boyfriend": "..."

He lowered his eyes to look at her, lips pressed into a tight line. "...Big..."

As if the word burned his mouth, he fell silent again. A long time passed before he gritted his teeth and said:

"I'm staying."

[Nemesis? Lover?]

[You have a boyfriend who is an undercover agent infiltrating an organization. Your boyfriend has a nemesis, a notorious member of the organization with a codename.

One is named Moroboshi, the other Amuro.

For some reason, they have come to blows and are fighting to the death.]

[The one who survives... will he be your lover or your nemesis?]

Having learned her lesson the hard way after mistaking her boyfriend the first time, Kamiki Chiyo thought it over for a long while, then decisively lay down on the sofa and pretended to be a feverish girlfriend, deliriously waiting for her lover to come home.

Half an hour into her act, she heard the door open, followed by footsteps drawing closer.

Without opening her eyes, she naturally grabbed the hem of the newcomer's clothes and tugged him down, then wrapped her arms around his neck and pretended to kiss him in a daze. "Darling, you're back?"

"..."

The newcomer didn't resist. In a voice so low she could hardly recognize it, he answered, "Mm. I'm back."

Yes!

That reaction meant it had to be her boyfriend.

Kamiki Chiyo secretly opened her eyes and caught a glimpse of gold. She understood: this time, her boyfriend was blond.

Mixed race? No wonder he was FBI. Not bad, not bad. Hehe.

[Black side? Red side?]

[You have an enemy and a lover.

Your enemy is an executive in a dangerous organization, cold and ruthless, and on the black side. Your lover is an undercover agent, seemingly cold and ruthless, and on the red side.

Today, you are meeting your lover to pass along information.

But two people show up for the rendezvous.]

[Who is the enemy... and who is the lover?]

Two tall men stood at the mouth of a dark alley.

One had catlike eyes and a cheerful smile that made him look very gentle, yet he raised his gun and said something horrifying: "I didn't expect anyone to be here. You're a witness, aren't you, poor girl?"

"Should I silence her, Gin?"

...A pervert, right? He had to be a pervert!

The other had long, silver hair and a cold, sharp gaze. Hearing the request to silence her, he looked at the gunman as if he were already dead. "Put down the gun, Scotch."

...He must be the boyfriend, right?

He was standing up for her at a moment like this. He had to be her boyfriend!

With the perverted enemy right in front of her, Kamiki Chiyo had to keep her "silver-haired boyfriend's" police identity secret, smooth things over after his order to "put down the gun," and save her own life. She acted at once.

"I'm terribly sorry, sir. Actually, I'm not an innocent passerby who happened to witness your crime. I'm a criminal who's been secretly following you."

"The reason I'm following you is simple," she declared confidently. "Sir, the one with silver hair, I fell in love with you at first sight!"

"Perverted enemy": "..."

"Silver-haired boyfriend": "..."

"…"

In the end, though, the "silver-haired boyfriend" still took her away.

Yes!

#This is practically a free win. There's no way I could get it wrong. #

#Getting it wrong once is one thing. There's no way I could get it wrong twice! #

#Getting it wrong twice is one thing. There's no way I could get it wrong three times! #

#...I give up. #

Theme: Take a step back and the world opens up; endure for a moment and the storm will pass.