Chapter 7 Of Sour Droplets!

Chapter 7 of Sour Droplets!

[Chapter 7 - Uniting Consequences]

An waved bye to Kanade who was standing by the door of her house. The birds continued to chirp over head, flying under the clouds that dotted the sky as the sun shined down on An. It was a beautiful day despite it being August 28, marking her official fourth, and last day away from home.

Kanade and An exchanged phone numbers, a testimony to the bond they had made over the meager three days they had. Instead of giving Kanade An’s original phone number, she gave her her dad’s, since her phone was broken and she also needed a way to get ahold of her father to tell her she was ok.

So after An was done listing off the numbers of her dads phone number, Kanade sent him a message to which he instantly responded, glad that he knew where An was. They explained everything that happened (except the emotional parts) and An’s dad offered to come get her, but after An tried to stand and found that she could, she knew she wanted to make the journey home herself.

So after she headed into the kitchen and refused Kanade’s offer for breakfast, they said their goodbyes and An headed out the door. However Kanade still waved goodbye with her trademark gentle smile on her face, making An’s heart swell with warmth. They both had connected on a deeper level despite the awkward way they had met, and An knew that Kanade now held a spot close to her heart. 

So as An walked home, she wondered how she could show her appreciation to her new friend. Should she buy her a gift? No… Kanade likely wouldn’t accept it, and feel bad that An spent money on her. Should she pick some flowers for her? No.. it didn’t seem like Kanade would have time to take care of them. 

And so An’s back and forth in her brain continued, her feet taking her home as her brain continued to debate on ideas. Before she knew it though, she was in front of her dads cafe, and pushing the door open. The bell attached to the door rang as she stepped into the air conditioned atmosphere of the building. The place was empty except for the four people at the counter and of course, her dad, behind the counter.

However it was easy to tell who everyone was at that counter. For the girl near the door had a shade of sandy blonde hair that An had practically memorized, and it was easy to tell who the other were from their short orange hair and the split light and dark blue hair. Kohane, Akito, and Toya were all here, waiting for her.

Despite how worried they all must be, An couldn’t help but smile, their concern touching her heart. She couldn’t even begin to imagine how her disappearance had impacted all of them, especially since she had stayed out of touch with them for four days. Yet they still came to her dads cafe and waited for her return, clearly anxious in the silence that echoed around the room. 

An felt like she had to apologize, but before the word could come out of her mouth Kohane was the first to turn her head, her light brown eyes looking at An wide with concern.

“An-Chan!” She yelled, causing everyone else to look her way.

Akito’s face clearly possessed several wrinkles that had imprinted on his skin from all the worrying he had done, but Toya just smiled gently, his gray eyes shining under the fluorescent lights.

“Welcome back Shirashi.” He greeted, his sharp eyes conveying a sense of warmth.

“Oi oi Shirashi where were you? You made us worry.” Akito said, his tsundere demeanor showing through. Though An had to hold in a laugh when she saw Toya elbow him, causing Akito’s face to melt into a smile. “-Urk! But we’re glad you’re here An.”

An’s lips turned upwards into a grin. Just as quickly as the silence had settled, her partners had broke it, which was quite characteristic for them. They never were ones to be quiet, but the relief on their faces said enough for them.

“An…! I’m so glad you’re safe.” Looking upwards, An could see her dad frozen in place and staring at her while he held a glass and cloth in hand.

Instantly a smile of relief and despair broke out across An’s face. She may not have Nagi anymore, but she had her dad. And god had she missed him.

Instantly An put one foot in front of the other, rushing forward. One of the things she loved about her dad was the warmth he provided, the bond they shared. And she had certainly missed that.

But as she ran behind the counter and wrapped her arms around him I’m a tight hug, she let out a contented sigh. As her dad wrapped her arms around she let herself smile, the corners of her lips curling upwards as she let herself be embraced by that familiar warmth again. For now she was home, in the place closest to her heart.

The deed that was never done.

Yandere simulator x Y/n detective

Tw: Mentions of m!rder, stalking.

This story was also in 2022 but a bit better. Also the stories working on getting a revise but just thought I’d share ^^

“But I'm innocent! You have to believe me!” Olivia Yew protested while she was being shoved into the cop car.

“Yeah, tell that to the judge.” One of the cops responded. “We found your DNA all over the crime scene.” The cop finally closed the door and headed towards me. “Sorry about this, we all know Olivia did it but she hired you anyway. I’m sorry she wasted your time.” All I did was nod back. “Well I'm supposed to be on my way now. Goodluck detective.”

The cop then turned on his heel and walked back to his police car with his shiny black shoes making noise on the dry pavement. Click clack click clack.

Even though everyone believed Olivia did it, I however, felt different. Nobody could be blamed until all of the pieces of the puzzle fit together and I believed that there were still pieces of the puzzle missing. Since I was already in front of the place where the crime was committed, I decided the best course of action was to ask the students there. The students of Akademi High.

As I headed inside, I made a list of who I wanted to ask: Gema Taku, Dairoku, Hana, Midori, Hokuto, and lastly Ayano Aishi. As I walked under the archway at the school's entry gate I wondered how I could prove Olivia's innocence. Sure we had found clothes that had her DNA but they weren't on the body. The body was likely in the incinerator since the evidence was located there, and there were traces of the DNA from the dead body in the incinerator. I turned on my heel as I rounded the corner. There was her DNA on the murder weapon, but what if that was fake? What if the murder didn’t go down like it seemed to?

As soon as my thought ended, I was standing in front of the gaming club. I grabbed the ice cold metal latches of the door and slid them open to find Gema standing and playing video games on his phone. When he heard me arrive, he looked up from his phone. “Why are you interrupting my gaming?!?!” He hissed angrily. “My name is y/n and I am a hired detective. I’m here to ask you a few questions.” He was obviously caught off guard after my introduction. I mean its not every day a detective for a murder scene waltzes right into your school. He put his phone away, stuffing it into his pants pocket then lifting his head up to face mine. “What were you doing today around/at the time of the murder?”

“I was in my room gaming but through the door windows I saw Ayano sign up for the drama club. Then she headed to the art room with the drama club gloves on.” He responded quickly, clearly excited to get this conversation over so he could go back to playing games on his phone. I made a mental note of what he told me, thanked him for telling me, then headed out to ask Dairoku. I knew Gema was telling the truth because the door handles were ice cold. If he wasn’t in the gaming room like he said the door handles would have been warmer. Although the information he gave me wasn’t particularly helpful it was good to keep any information you got on your detective job in the back of your head.

Soon I found myself in front of the spot where the school delinquents normally meet up. They weren’t there, so I sat under the tree with my back against the trunk. I hadn’t had water for a while so I opened my water bottle and took a swig. *POP* swish, swish. As I was taking a drink I heard one set of footsteps. Hopeful that it was Dairoku I peeked around the tree. But it wasn’t. It was Taro Yamada. As I saw him turn the corner I noticed there was another set of footsteps behind him. Although they were quieter and more faint they were definitely their. I hid myself a bit more behind the tree and that’s when I saw it… or her if you want to be more specific. Ayano Aishi. It was clear that Taro didn’t know that Ayano was following him but I was lucky that Ayano didn’t notice me watching her either. Every time Taro would stop Ayano would hide behind the nearest object while still still sneaking glances at Taro. She was creeping hiding and staring like…. like stalking! My breath sped up and I had to cover my mouth up to make sure I didn’t give myself away. I pulled out my phone very quietly and started recording from the camera app without thinking, As soon as Taro and Ayano left I took my hand off my mouth, stopped recording, and calmed myself down. What happened was totally explainable! Right? My thoughts raced as I tried to think about what I just witnessed. They must have been playing tag right? Yeah! And Ayano must have been the tagger and was hiding behind stuff because she couldn’t get to Taro from where she was! That had to be the reason, right?

Before I could think about it anymore I heard sets of footsteps heading my way. It was the delinquents! Excited to get to the conversation, since I had been sitting under the tree for a couple minutes waiting, I fumbled as I put my water bottle and phone away and got up to walk to them. My legs were happy to comply as I was giving them the stretch they need while I was heading towards the delinquents.

“Why the heck are you here? Scram!” Osoro the delinquents “leader” shouted at me in a irritable tone. I stood in front of them ready to start digging for information. “I am here to ask Dairoku and Hokuto where they were around/at the time of the murder.” “So? Why would I let you ask them that? Like I said, scram!” Osoro stubbornly continued. “You will let me ask them because I am y/n hired by Olivia for this murder case.” I showed them my detective Id to further my point. “You will let me ask them where they were around/at the time of the murder or I could report you guys to the police. I’m sure with your weapons and not complying to my questions that they would say yes.” Osoros face showed that he was caught off guard and I gave him a second to recollect his thoughts as I put my Id away in my pocket.

“F-fine, you can ask them.” Osoro stuttered. “But you only ask them, deal?” I sighed guess I couldn’t talk to anymore delinquents for this case but this is the best terms I could settle with with Osoro. “Deal.” I turned to Dairoku ready to hear his alibi. “Ok, I guess I’ll tell you.” Dairoku said clearly holding his mean language behind his tongue. “I had gotten to my meeting spot late while the rest of the gang was taking a bathroom break and the only suspicious thing I saw was Ayano carrying a long lumpy trash bag with the drama club gloves on into the area with the incinerator.” “Did you hear the incinerator open?” I questioned him. “No. But I heard some rustling and Ayano came back out with the lumpy bag and her drama club gloves on.” Dairoku mentioned sounding impatient. “Alright, thanks for telling me. “ I said then turned to Hokuto. “Where were you around/at the time of the murder?” “I was in the rear of our gang walking in to school and I saw Ayano walking around with a boxcutter stuck in a box and drama club gloves on.” Dairoku responded. “But that’s all I saw because then we headed out the door to our meeting place.” “Ok thanks for telling me.” I said as I added everything they had just told me to my mental note from before. “Well I guess I’ll be on my way then. Goodbye.”

As I headed inside I went through the information. Ayano had been to the incinerator but if there was a body in the bag she didn’t dispose of it in the incinerator. The only sharp object anybody had seen was a box cutter that was stuck in a box Ayano was carrying which was ironic because the victim had been stabbed to death. As I pealed down the hallway I noticed a very colorful poster so I stopped to look at it. It read:

DRAMA CLUB MISSING PROPERTY

IF FOUND PLEASE BRING THEM TO THE DRAMA CLUB AND NOTIFY THE CLUB LEADER

On the poster their was a picture of the drama clubs gloves. That was weird. Didn’t Ayano have the gloves? What happened to them? Oh well. I started walking again. I guess someone else must have had them at some point and lost them. I’ll keep my eyes peeled for those gloves though. After walking a bit more I found Hana. “Hello their Hana.” I said to get her attention. “I’m here to ask you a question.” “Omg are you one of my fans? I can answer your question. I DO take autographs!” Hana let her hand go limp a couple of inches in front of her and under her neck in a dramatic way. I sighed. She was clearly a VERY egocentric person.

“I’m actually not here for an autograph.” I said, she opened her mouth to speak but I cut her off. “I’m here to ask you where you where around/at the time of the murder.” Hana’s face clearly looked disappointed to not be able to sign her first autograph. I mean it’s no surprise. She’s classified as a “school” bully, who would be obsessed enough with her to track her down or who in school would be her friend? “Oh gawd you want to know something as drab as that? Ok, I guess I’ll tell you.” She said which filled me with relief. I was glad that she agreed to tell me. “I saw Ayano coming in to ask people to help her get her boxcutter unstuck from a box while she was wearing drama club gloves cause she was soooooo weak but eventually some loser who I don’t bother to remember the name of finally helped her. Then a couple minutes later she brought a lumpy bag of school clothes to Olivia because Olivia asked for some new clothes. That’s really all I have.” I sighed. Ayano had seem kind of suspicious before and was really our only suspect but I guess she was only bringing clothes to a friend and asked for help with a box cutter. “Alright thanks for your time. I’ll be leaving now.” Hana put some gum in her mouth and pulled up her phone. She blew a bubble and it made a loud pop. “Ok I guess whatever.”

I was so relieved to get the conversation with Hana over but at least I had gotten some information to add to my mental note in my head. But I was REALLY not looking forward to climbing up all the stairs to talk to Midori. I mean at least I knew where she was, but it was pretty easy to find everyone because they all stayed in one general area with their friends and groups and stuff. As I was climbing up all the steps my stomach growled. Wafts of food hit my nose which worsened my hunger. It was lunchtime for the students but not for me unfortunately. I wanted to ask all of the suspects first, so I persevered till I got to the roof. I climbed up the last set of stairs and pushed the door to the roof open. FWOOSH. The air up there barely smelled like food luckily, but I knew I would have to leave the roof at some point. As I was savouring the air I looked around for Midori.

After a couple minutes I found Midori gazing into the plaza from the roof. I made my footsteps loud so she could hear me walking towards her. Midori turned around once she heard my footsteps and smiled softly. “Hello I’m Midori.” She said “What do you need?” I gave a sigh of relief. Finally a nice person! “Hello I’m y/n and I’m here to ask you where you were around/at the time of the murder.” I responded. She frowned. “Sorry but I don’t have any information for you their. I was in the restroom playing games on my phones at that time. But um I guess I can tell you some gossip I heard to not make your trip up here worthless, but that’s all up to you if you want to hear it.” My heart dropped. She didn’t have anything? Were climbing up all these stairs useless? I wasn’t a giant fan of gossip but I was here anyway so why not? “Sure.” I said. Hoping that this piece of “gossip” was worth it. “Ok!” Midori said before transferring to her whisper voice. “Did you know Ayano Aishi has a crush on Taro Yamada?” I shook my head. “Well now you do!” Even though an average high schooler would get hooked or obsessed with gossip I was quite the opposite. I didn’t find gossip interesting and only listened to it when I had to like for work and stuff. But it was still nice to hear it right now so my trip didn’t feel so “worthless”.

“Alright well thanks for telling me that at least.” I said, not looking forward to going down the stairs again. “No problem! Sorry for not having any information again.” Midori said clearly, still feeling bad. “It’s ok!” I said. “Thanks for telling me a rumour to try to help make my trip not worthwhile. Sadly I do have to go now but I hope you have a great day!”

“No problem. I hope you have a good day too!” Midori replied. Then I turned to the exit to leave the roof and headed towards that direction. Click clack click clack.

As I left the roof and headed down the stairs I added the information Midori told me to my mental note. I had one more suspect to ask then I would hopefully be done with the case. Since Ayano didn’t really stay in one general area I decided to head to the nearby vending machine to get a mini lunch and then try to find Ayano afterwards. Or maybe during. Who knows, all I know was that I was hungry, but luckily I wouldn’t smell any food because the schools time frame for lunch time had ended. I walked to the nearest vending machine and pulled out my wallet. I started counting my money for the vending machine. 1$… 2$… 3$…. After counting my money for a bit I fed it into the drink and snack machine and pushed some buttons. Shwip! Click click. After I fed the machine my money I only had to wait a couple seconds until the two vending machines dropped my desired item. Bump bump bump THUMP! I picked up my two items and headed to the drama club, hoping to find Ayano their.

I peeked in through the drama club window to make sure I wasn’t interrupting anything, then I slid the doors open and headed in. After I opened the doors I closed them and headed to the back of the clubroom. In the back of the clubroom the leader, Tsuruzo was cleaning the drama clubs props. “Hello Tsuruzo!” I said, trying not to alert him. “Since Ayanos in your club do you know where she is? I need to speak to her.” Tsuruzo turned his head to me as he continued to clean the props. “Ayano?” He said making sure that we were talking about the Ayano Aishi who joined his club and not another Ayano. He shook his head. “I dunno. She disbanded after she lost our gloves. Sorry that I can’t help.” “Oh it’s ok!” I said. “It’s not your fault that you don’t know where she is. Well, good luck cleaning your club props but I have to go now, bye!” He smiled and said “Thanks, you too.” Then I walked to the drama clubs doors grabbed them by their latches, stepped into the hallway, and closed the doors. It was now time to find Ayano Aishi.

I decided to find Taro because Ayano always seemed to be “coincidentally” around him. I walked to the double doors leading to the school plaza and pushed them open. Their I found Taro sitting on the edge of the fountain reading a book, a couple of other students, and Ayano who was sitting on the edge of a bench that was closest to Taro. Finally, I had found her. I walked up to her ready to ask her some questions. “Hello Ayano.” I said to grab Ayanos attention. “I’m here to ask you where you were around/at the time of the murder.” Ayano turned her head to me as I sat down next to her on the bench. “I was in school asking people to help me get my boxcutter out of my box.” She answered easily. “By the time the murder was over someone had just helped me get my boxcutter out of my box.” The story matched up to what everyone else had been saying but I still had more questions to ask her. “Ok then what was in that lumpy bag you brought to the incinerator?” I asked her. “I can’t bare seeing trash littered around.” Ayano responded. “So I try to pick up as much as I can to burn in the incinerator.” “You still came out with some trash though. Why?” I questioned her. “The incinerator was full so I had to distribute all of my trash into different trash cans around the school.” Ayano said. “I didn’t want to wait for the incinerator to burn up all the trash while the other trash was laying about waiting for the incinerator to be empty.” Well this was a problem. I thought asking Ayano would solve the case but everything she said made her sound innocent! “Well I should be going now but thanks for telling me where you were. Have a good day.” I said and got up from where I was sitting. “You too.” Ayano responded blandly.

As I added Ayanos information to my mental note in my head I closed the school plaza doors so I could hear myself think a bit better. I threw away my lunch and soda and sat down on a bench in a quiet area. I reviewed all my information in my head and then I knew.

I knew who committed the murder and how it was done.

In the car heading to the judge trial I felt anxious. What if I was wrong? What if I missed some information? I took a deep breath and reassured myself. It was not likely that I missed any information. I asked someone who might have seen something suspicious from the roof since it provides a wide view of the ground. I asked someone who might have seen something suspicious from walking around. I asked two people who might have seen something suspicious around the crime scene. And I asked someone who might have seen something suspicious from another floor. And if I got something wrong I could have more time to solve the case or to review the information in my head again. Plus this wasn’t my first trial so I was used to doing things like this. I did trials so much I could easily slap information, accusations, alibis, etc, together without even thinking about it. I hadn’t gotten a case wrong so far and I wasn’t going to start wrong now.

When we arrived at where the trial was going to be held the tension was so thick you could cut it with a knife. Everyone was at the edge of their seats. Who was guilty? Who was innocent? The world wanted to know. And I was about to tell them.

As I sat down in my seat in the trial room and looked over at Hana, Midori, Gema Taku, Dairoku, Hokuto, and Tsuzuro. Hana looked like she couldn’t be less interested in this trial, Midori was sitting straight up with a smile on her face, Gema looked bored, and Dairoku and Hokuto looked like they would rather be somewhere else. As everyone else was getting seated they brought in the judge, the jury, the prosecutor, Olivia as the victim, and Ayano as the defendant.

As soon as Ayano was brought in the room the room arose with chatter. A teenager? As a murderer? I could barely believe it either but it was her. Definitely her.

As soon as the jury sat down he slammed his hammer down. BANG BANG. “Quiet!” The jury yelled which quieted everyone. “Court is now in session. Detective please present your evidence.” Everyone turned their gaze too me. “Thank you jury.” I said. “I am here to accuse Ayano Aishi of committing murder. If you could please direct your attention to the witnesses.” Everyone looked over at the witnesses who stared right back at them.

“Gema Taku can you verify the fact that Ayano Aishi signed up for the drama club and headed to the art room with her drama club gloves on?” I asked which directed everyone’s attention to Gema who stood up so people could know who he was. “Yes I can. She did it right outside the gaming club while I was inside.” He responded to my question. “Thank you Gema. You may now sit.” I said before he sat down. “Dairoku and Hokuto can you confirm you saw Ayano with a boxcutter in a box and a lumpy bag that was taken to the incinerator?” I asked Dairoku and Hokuto who stood and directed everyone's attention to them. “Yes we can. We saw her do this with our own eyes.” They said in unison as they responded to my question. “Thank you Dairoku and Hokuto. You may now sit.” I said which they listened too and sat (for once in a lifetime). “Hana can you confirm that Ayano was asking for help to get her boxcutter out and that she brought new clothes to Olivia?” I asked Hana who stood up while blowing gum and typing on her phone. “Yeah gurl I can confirm it especially for that weakling Ayano who brought her nerd clothes to share with nerd Olivia who picked them up because she was so poor she could only buy clothes some loser made-“ “That will be enough Hana.” I said interrupting her. “All I needed was for you to confirm the information. Please sit now.” Hana sat with an irritated face because I interrupted her. But I didn’t care. “Midori can you confirm that Ayano Aishi has a crush on Taro Yamada?” I asked her as she stood up. “Yup!” She said cheerfully. “Thank you Midori. You may now sit.” I said, then I turned to Tsuruzo ready to get the question part of the trial over with. “Tsuruzo can you confirm that Ayano lost the drama gloves and disbanded from the drama club after that? And that you put up posters after Ayano disbanded about the gloves?” Tsuruzo stood after I turned to face him. “Y-y-y yes I can.” Tsuruzo stuttered. “Ok thank you Tsuruzo. You may now sit now.” I said before he sat. Poor dude. I thought. He must have a bit of people anxiety.

All of a sudden people turned to me in the middle of my thoughts which caused me to quickly spit out my next words. “Olivia can you confirm that you were the person who helped Ayano get her boxcutter out?” I asked turning my head to Olivia who was standing in front of a pedestal with steel handcuffs on her wrists. “Yes. Ayano walked up to me to ask for help after she was denied a couple times and I pulled her boxcutter out.” I nodded. I knew it! I thought. This piece of evidence made me more sure I was right. “Thank you for telling me Olivia. I will now move on to the proof part of the trial.” I said as I pulled out my phone. “Everyone if you could direct your attention to the big tv above the judges head” I hooked my phone up to my tv and played the video of Ayano following Taro. As soon as I put my video on the tv I looked over to Ayano. Her expression broke a bit for a quick second but then she recollected herself. I couldn’t even imagine how Taro felt since this trial was being live-streamed on tv.

After the video was over I disconnected my phone from the tv behind the judge. “This is a video I caught of Ayano Aishi stalking Taro Yamada.” I said. “I did some digging around after I pieced together the case. And it turns out that some people everyday only see Ayano leave after Taro has and a few people have even seen her stalking him in and out of school boundaries!” Everyone gasped. A teenager stalking another teenager? They couldn’t believe it! “Olivia,” I said her name all of a sudden. “You have a crush on Taro Yamada, right?” Olivia started blushing with a face as red as a tomato. “U-u-um yes.” Olivia stuttered. “Yes y-y-y-yes I do.” I felt bad for putting Olivia on the spotlight about something embarrassing but I had to push forward. “Ayano is known as something called a yandere. Which means they’ll do anything for their loved ones.” I said ready to expose Ayano. “They will even murder others just so they can have their crush all to themselves. So since Olivia had a crush on Taro..” I thrust my arm forward pointing at Ayano.

“Ayano tried to frame Olivia!” I accused. Everyone gasped. Murder? Framing? Stalking? What normal teenager would ever do this?!?! “Here’s the rundown of what happened.” I said. “Ayano joined the drama club to have access to the gloves given to members. With this she could freely touch anything without getting her dna on it. She grabbed a box from the art room, stuck a boxcutter in it, and started asking people for help. But you see, Ayano knew to ask people who would deny her in front of Olivia so she would take pity on Ayano and help her. When Olivia took the boxcutter out she left her DNA on it any Ayano killed a fellow student. Ayano didn’t splatter any blood on the clothes but she did on her boxcutter blade. Her teachers had told me she has been using all of her class time to study the human body. She was studying that topic to lead up to this moment where she would frame Olivia. She then put the body in a garbage bag and carried it to the incinerator area. When she got to the incinerator area she closed the gates to the incinerator behind her and she began to undress the body. After she had undressed the corpse she tucked the school uniform into the garbage bag she used to hold the body and left. Later she brought the school uniform to Olivia who had asked for a new one. Ayano got Olivia to touch it tricking her that it was a “sample”. After Olivia put her DNA on the clothes Ayano brought it to the incinerator area and layed the clothes and the boxcutter around the incinerator while she disposed of the body and the gloves in the incinerator. After she did the crime she disbanded from the drama club because she had no need for it anymore. But since Ayano had burned the gloves in the incinerator the drama club put up posters. And after Ayano had done the crime she just went about her normal school day until the faculty saw the blood on the boxcutter and called the police.” I finished. I popped my water bottle out and took some big swigs of water after saying the long story of what happened.

Everyone’s faces were astonished and they started talking. They just couldn’t believe it. She was a teenager after all. I looked to Ayano as I was sipping from my water bottle. She opened her mouth to speak but as soon as she did the jury slammed his hammer down and she closed it before she could say anything. “Quiet!” He yelled while smacking his hammer. KTHUNK KTHUNK KTHUNK! Once everyone was quiet the judge spoke. “The defendant may speak now.” Ayano opened her mouth. “The only reason I was hiding behind nearby things while following Taro is because we were playing tag. Sure its normally a thing kids do but Taro and I like to do it every once and a while to alleviate stress since we did it as kids. And since Taro is really good at running away from taggers I tried sneaking up on him.” Even though it wasn’t a great defendant statement I could see it being good enough. I mean high school is well, high school. It can get stressful at times. “Also why would I give Olivia a ''sample”? I would have just given it to her right then and there. It's not like i'm running a fashion business or anything.” She did have a good point but she was the only one I had info on so I had to keep pushing forward. “If you were playing tag.” I started. “Then you should have tagged him at some point. Their is a lot of stuff around where you were “playing tag” with Taro so you could have easily gotten close enough to tag them. And you had to give Olivia a “sample” because if you gave her something else to touch to rub her finger prints on you couldn’t be 100% sure her finger prints would rub off on to the clothes.” After I had finished talking the judge made his decision. “Taking all of the facts into consideration it is clear beyond any shadow of a doubt…” The judge said drawing out his voice to make his answer more suspenseful. “That Ayano Aishi is guilty.” When Ayano was declared guilty I threw a tiny party in my head. I had continued my perfect judge trial streak with this trial. A couple of seconds later after Ayano was declared guilty two cops came in, took the handcuffs off of Olivia, and placed them on Ayano wrists then took her to their cop car outside. After Ayano left everyone left the trial room and the mood seemed to brighten up a little. I mean we had just gotten rid of a killer and made the world a little brighter so their should be some rejoicing right? That’s why I hosted a party at my house.

“Thank you so much!” Olivia said as she hugged me with a plastic cup of punch in her hand at the party. “If it wasn’t for you I would have been stuck in that prison cell foreverrrrr!” I laughed a tiny laugh. Olivia was able to make you laugh with her dramaticness unlike Hana. Who I invited sadly but fortunately I also invited Tsuzuro, Gema Taku, Midori, Hokuto, Dairoku, the rest of the delinquents, and a lot more people! They were here to celebrate the trial. And that detective y/n continued a streak of not getting another trial wrong. And I wasn’t going too start now.

Detective y/n out!

Chapter 6 of Sour Droplets!

[Chapter 6 - Coming To Terms]

“Huh?” An asked, her eyebrows furrowed in confusion. “What do you mean?”

Kanade just smiled softly in reply, however this time with a twinge of pain on her face. “My mom died from an illness when I was young, and my dad is still in care at the hospital, slowly recovering from his memory problems.” 

An’s eyes dilated in surprise as she listened, not quite believing what she was hearing. How could a girl that looked like she was 17 go through so much pain? An couldn’t imagine being in her shoes and going through all that pain, even if she had all of her supports she did now.

“But what matters is the fact you can go beyond.”

“Go.. beyond?” An echoed, confused.

“Even though they’re not here right now, you can still carry on their dream.” Kanade stated, smiling softly even though the pain in her eyes were more visible now. “To carry on their will and go to places that would make them proud.”

Despite the darkness in the room, the feelings being conveyed were crisp and clear. Slicing into An’s feelings like a sharp knife. And before she knew, tears were falling from here eyes once again.

“Sometimes when I think about my parents, I feel a sharp pain stabbing my heart. Like someone’s ringing out a soggy cloth.” Kanade continued as An’s tears continued to make trails down her cheek as one after the other continued to fall. “And it makes me want to break down and cry. To hide under the covers and never climb out again, but that’s ok. It’s ok to feel these emotions and to express them to people you know. For the only way to grow with pain is to experience it, or to go through it, growing with it as it grows with you.”

This advice was none like An had ever heard before. Sure if you googled “how to come to terms with death” you’d get something like “Accept it and live knowing that it's coming and there is absolutely NOTHING you can do to stop it.” Which was a piece of advice that could help some people, but wasn’t what An wanted to hear. Yet the maturity reflected in Kanade’s voice… the honesty… It seemed to envelop An’s heart in a warm blanket, despite the aching topic they were talking about.

Despite the subtle throb of An’s heart, she managed a weak smile as she let her tears drip down her face. “Thank you Kanade.”

“No there’s no need to thank me Mrs. An.” Kanade responded, making An laugh inside at how quickly she returned to formalities. “You’ve braved through the pain and came to a decision yourself, I played no part in that.”

An just continued to smile, knowing that if she continued to be kind that Kanade would just deflect somehow, and give An more credit than due. So instead, An tried a different approach.

“Hey Kanade.”

“Hm?”

“What’s your phone number?”

Sour Droplets event logo!

Chapter 4 of Sour Droplets!

[Chapter 4 - Mirror-Image]

As An listened to the song, it seemed to grip her very heart. 

The gentle piano was accompanied by a sweet music box, and the guitar that Kanade added seemed to play a sentiment that shook her very soul. There was no lyrics added yet, but it was already a touching song, even if An didn’t really listen to this type of music. It was so impactful that of felt like she was right next to Kanade, listening to the song right there.

Soon though, Kanade clicked on her mouse again, pausing the song. She turned to look at An, her eyes full of concern.

“Are you alright An?”

With that question An snapped out of her trance and realized that, without paying attention, tears pricked at the corner of her eyes. And every time she blinked to get rid of them, two more teardrops would appear in their place. Was she… crying? Why?

An knew that if she said anything, there was no doubt she’d break down in tears. So she did one thing.

“Aunt Nagi…!” She wailed, not entirely sure why. She began sobbing, using what meager energy she had left to squeeze tears out of her eyes. 

Kanade’s eyes widen in surprise but she didn’t say anything. Instead, she walked over and silently put her hand on An’s back. She wasn’t trying to get An to shush, or interrupt her crying. It was her way of showing An that she was here, even though she was crying in front of someone she had just met today.

It took a while for the sorrow that eclipsed An’s body to leave, but when it did she allowed herself to slump onto the bed, her eyes red. Kanade just stayed silent until she smiled softly, the corners or her lips perking upwards.

“I think I know what to add to my song now.” Kanade said, breaking the silence and snapping An out of her trance that her misery put her in. Yet the sentence only served to confuse her, causing her eyebrows to furrow.

“You.. you do?” An asked, the emotional thorn in her mind reminding her of Nagi seemingly a little duller now. “But I.. I.. I didn’t even help you.”

 Kanade just continued to smile with a tinge of sadness in her eyes, and An’s heart broke. For her to act so mature like this… like she knew what to do… she must’ve been through this kind of pain a lot.

Kanade shook her head, clearly disagreeing. “You actually helped me a lot An. It was through you that I was able to feel your pain, and reach deep in the depths to make my melody.”

Feel my pain? An silently repeated to herself, pondering the meaning. But meanwhile, Kanade continued.

“I can tell you’ve got a lot of pain on your shoulders, and if I can ever ease the ache you’re free to come over.” Kanade promised, her words bearing a silent weight to them. “But right now you should rest. With the state your fragile body is in you could be vulnerable to getting a cold. We can talk more when you wake up.”

As if flipping a switch that sentence made An realize how tired she was. She had cried and talked until her eyelids felt unimaginabley heavy. 

So as a yawn battled its way up her throat she just nodded to Kanade, who smiled in response and sat in her chair by the computer. It was clear Kanade was going to compose more music as An slept, and she wondered if she’d ever hear a song such as emotion-stirring as that one again. 

Speaking of “that one”, did that song even have a name…?

An wanted to ask, but the murky fog that held her brain captive was making her unbelievably sleepy. So she made a mental note to ask, before laying down and closing her eyes as her head rested on the pillow. And it wasn’t long before sleep took her, painting her vision an abyss-black.

A twist of time [part 1] 🌸

Writing this cherry blossom set made me a Midori simp lol. : D

Midori had gotten out of bed, after struggling to fall asleep from the will to text yandere dev “exciting” emails. She felt the cold wood floor under her warm toes and groaned. Today was going to be a long day………..

……..Buttttt what would make her morning better is by sending yandere dev an email! She opened midori-mail and started typing her email. When she hit send, she figured out yandere dev blocked her! The shock paralyzed her. How could they block the best info source? And leave her in a murder game?

Wait what? She was in a murder game? She must have had weird thoughts after the shock had hit her, but, just to be sure, she got up and l went to her desk. She pressed the on button and the dark black screen, flickered to life. Her school page was of course the first thing she saw when she logged in. She had it covered in tabs of unfinished emails to send to yandere dev, but they were all deleted because yandere dev blocked her.

Since she needed a new tab open she moved her cursor to open a new tab. Except….. her mouse cursor wasn’t moving? She didn’t realize it until it took her an hour to try to open a tab. It didn’t make sense. She always could open tabs without looking. What was screwing her up now? She needed answers and the default screen for everyone’s school computer was NOT gonna help if she need to open a new tab. Wait, what? Everyone’s school computer default screen? What was she talking about?

Well default computer screen or not. She still had to go to school. So she pressed the off button and sent the bright, alive, screen into murky darkness. She then got her clothes ready. After she was done, she walked out of her house and off to school. When she arrived at the front entrance for school she blended in with the other students. FINALLY she thought. Hopefully when she went inside to change her shoes she wasn’t going to do the stand and spin in place glitch. It was tiring. Midori was very confused from her thought. The what in what glitch? If it was a glitch why hadn’t she seen it and already reported it to yandere dev? Before she had any more insane thoughts she needed to get to searching her name in the tech lab at school.

When free time came, to her it was tech lab time. Which is exactly where she headed. When she got there the same thing with her computer happened in tech lab. She tried EVERYTHING she could to fix it. Emails, emails, and more emails. But nothing worked. So she decided to go to Oka the occult club leader. Then she would summon a demon who would fix the computers. But when she arrived she found out fixing computers with a demon, was going to be harder than she thought.

Apparently there was no demon to fix computers (which Midori thought was dumb) so they had to make one and summon it. But summoning a made demon was hard. Apparently they had to get strands of hair and fabric from things they wanted the demon to wear? And that if they were to successfully summon the demon, they would have to do something in return. Like give up someone the summoner loves.

Midori, who didn’t understand any of this because she only knew school stuff and how to work a computer, heard bla bla bla fix a computer. So she agreed to helped. All of a sudden they could hear click-clack-click-clack. Oka and Midori looked at the occult door and Ayano walked in. Midoris heart stopped and her blood ran ice cold. She didn’t know why, she just know that it did.

Somehow yandere chan knew what they were talking about and offered to help get hair dna and clothes. So after yandere chan accepted Okas task, she was officially helping. Wait, yandere Chan? Task? What task? Who’s yandere chan? Does she have a reason why Midori had ice cold blood and a heart that stopped beating? Midori had to many insane thoughts to wait for Ayano to be done, so she sat down at a nearby table and did ALL of her homework. After she got done with her biggest, boringst stack of homework Ayano was back. Ayano came back so soon Midori didn’t even have a chance to question why yandere dev gave so much homework.

After Ayano gave Oka the items she left, which was perfect because it was time to summon demons. Oka asked Midori to close all occult room club doors and to step outside. Apparently summoning demons can get very…… scary for green haired girls. So, Midori did exactly as said. Fiddling with her phone in her hands because she was bored. After a while Oka brought Midori back and handed her a weird item. Oka explained that the demon was unique because if the summoner did what the demon asked her to do someone would get an award? She didn’t pay attention because she was so excited to make a computer work. She didn’t even remember what Oka told her that the demon asked Oka to do.

So after giving Oka a goodbye Midori walked to the tech lab with pep in her step. As soon as she installed the weird thing into the computer she was able to move her cursor freely she opened a tab and googled herself. She found herself under a game title called “Yandere simulator” so, she googled yandere simulator. And what she found shocked her to core. She found EVERYTHING out about yandere simulator. The elimination methods, the rivals, the club benefits, and everything!

She then turned around in the chair, ready to go tell everyone about what she had just found when she….. knew it was the end….. There was Ayano, with the soulless eyes and she also was holding a knife above Midoris head. Before Midori could say anything she felt the knife. Cutting through her skull, and ending her life. But…. this couldn’t be the end could it? She had put so much work in only to fail…. She had to warn her classmates. And with that will of Midoris she now could freely float around the halls and do everything a normal human would. ……….. As a ghost……… She watched everyone die in that day but Ayanos sempai. Who she was approaching with a knife.

That’s when Midori remembered the demon had asked Oka to kill everyone! But when the summoner dies the request from the demon is already counted fulfilled. All of a sudden a little screen popped up in front of Ayanos sempai that said “Restart” Yes or no? Of course in all desperation Ayanos sempai chose yes. Which brought everyone back to life, but erased their memories including Midoris.

Everyone was now entering the classroom normally and that’s when they noticed something on their desks. A flower. Not just any flower, but the type of flower teachers put on students desks when they die. Or at least they thought it was the teachers. But they hadn’t died. So who placed the flower on everyone’s desk and why? Who knows if they will ever find out….

The end

(The strange thing Midori put in her computer was a USB)