Capítulo 17: Trust Part1
Kiyoshi was alone in the bath. The palm of his hands against walls, his body was bending over with his head hung in defeat. The shower head sprayed a drizzle of water on top of his head. His dark blue navy hair covers his vision from his sides, but pays no mind as his eyes continue to look at the tile floor underneath his feet.
"My escape plan to escape from jail to go on a date with Chiyo-chan…..has been found out." He thought to himself. His memory tracing back to the glasses wearing boy. "That Gakuto….what exactly are you planning on doing?"
Unknowest to him, the very same Gakuto walked up behind him, staring at him through his glasses. "Shall I wash your back for you…..Kiyoshi-dono?"
Kiyoshi flinched. His head turns over his shoulders and looks at Gakuto whose eyes are shrouded behind his glasses. Giving off an intimidating stare.
Gakuto approaches him, no words, his hand reaching towards the boy's back. The palm of his hand touched the back of his bare shoulders. "I heard somewhere that 'Yokooka' means to allow one's assistant…." He said as his hand traced Kiyoshi bare back, sliding downward in a slow motion. ".....to wash his back…...and even his ass." He said as he reached the bottom area.
Kiyoshi started to tremble. Just what was Gakuto saying. Was he trying to scare him? Give him a message? Just what is it that he was trying to pull?
He was too frightened to even think as he quickly pushed himself off the wall and walked past Gakuto. "Err….no….I'll pass on that offer." Kiyoshi said as he walked towards the exit. Leaving Gakuto with an unreadable expression, alone with the shower head beating down on his head.
…..U.S.C Office…..
Alone in the office of the Underground Student Council. Mari was sitting on the chair, her eyes solely on the computer screen. Her harsh eyes glued to the bright screen, her legs crossed. Upon her desk was a folder and some papers that relate to 'Matsuri Hitoyoshi'.
On the computer screen, her eyes narrowed, looking through numerous search results all relating to the keyword within the search bar. 'School Incident in the countryside of Japan'. Her eyes scanned the numerous articles that all related to the incident.
One caught her interest as she clicked on it. Opening up an article that shows the story behind the incident. Her eyes scanned the screen, reading the words that were shown on the page. Her eyes caught interest in a segment of the page.
"During the month of January, two months before graduation, as of last year, the incident that occurred on the campus of this school still rattle students to this day. What was once an ordinary day, turned into a tragic horror story that begs the question…..why? This day marks the date when the student council; Yoshimiya Kakeguri, committed suicide by jumping off of the third floor of the school building. The Reason why she did it is unknown. But then rumors started to spread, where it is believed that Yoshimiya took part in posing in naked photoshoots, these photographs were released in the school grounds, shown to all of the students and staff members of the school. Who took those photos remains unknown….."
She stopped reading the article and sat rigid on her chair. Her eyes widened from the story. A student council who committed suicide, and the rumors of photos of her being naked? All of these were rather surprising to her.
"Now that I look at it…..I do recall such an event happening at the school…..but," Her eyes look back at Matsuri's profile and back at the screen. "How does this relate to Matsuri….."
Just as she was getting her thoughts together, she heard a knock on her door. She quickly hides the paperwork's and slides them back into the folder. "Come in."
The door opens to a familiar grey-haired young woman. Meiko walks in the room. "Evening Madame President."
"Ah, it is only you, Meiko?" She said with a sigh of relief as she opened the folder back up.
"It is rather late, Mari," Meiko said, dropping the Madame President as a whole. "You should go to bed."
Mari eyes look back at the screen. The time on the screen says it is at least midnight. "Ah yes, I should go to bed. Apologies."
Meiko's eyes happened to catch the paperwork's that was on the desk. "What were you doing with Hitoyoshi's records?"
Mari smirked. "I was doing some research on our little member….to see just who he really is?"
Meiko caught a whiff of what she was talking about and grew a confident smile. "I see. So you're digging up any info to use that to our advantage and finally throw him in prison along with the rest of those pigs. You are truly remarkable, Madame President."
"You give me too much credit Meiko, I merely wanted to take action and seek to find any information on Matsuri. It was only natural for me to be doing this."
"Yes, but still, you are taking matters into action and bringing this scum to light. Revealing his true colors!" She praised her. Her gleeful eyes started to dimmer a bit. "I can never compare myself to you….."
"Nonsense Meiko," Mari said, gaining her attention. "You are a valuable asset to my group. And not only that…..both you and Hana are what I consider to be close friends of mine…..I would never think of you any less than that."
Meiko blushed at her words. Her thoughts rushes back to what Matsuri said.
"Well….this is just a hunch but I feel like you guys have been friends for a while now….your loyalty to the President and all. I-I think she thinks you're important to her in some ways."
The grey-haired woman couldn't help but grow a small smile on her face. "Hmph. It's just as he said before…."
"Hm…..you said something Meiko?"
"Huh!?" Meiko's face grew a little red and violently shoved the thoughts away. "N-Nothing. S-So have you found anything worth noting about him?" She said with little sweat pouring against her skin. Trying to shake her mind off of the boy.
"Well….I may have found something….." She said as she looked back at the computer screen that had the article up. A small smirk formed upon her lips. "But I'll need more information on it. In the meantime, I want you to continue surveying him and catch him in the act if he's doing anything suspicious."
"I will not fail you Mari." She said as she puffed her chest. Causing her large assets to move in place.
Mari nodded as she went over to turn off the computer and gather the file and headed towards the door with Meiko. The two walked down the empty hallway in silence. Mari thoughts going back to the article. Everything was such a mystery to her. And all of that incident that occured goes back to Matsuri. He's the key to the story. She's sure of it. And she will not stop until she gets the answers from him and hopefully expose him for the true scum he is.
….
Matsuri's eyes open to the front of an unknown schoolyard, near the front entrance of the school. A large gathering of students gathered around the yard.
The boy walked among the thousands of students whose faces were all the same from the others with their matching uniforms, but with distinctive different hair styles. Everything remains motionless around the boy as each step he takes, an echo bounces around him.
Chill grew down the boy's back, he hugged his arms for comfort as he continued his pace through the crowd. As he walked closer to the middle of the courtyard, he noticed how none of the students were paying attention to him.
He cautiously walked up to one student, didn't want to make himself known, but as he walked up to him…..no reaction.
No eyes. No mouth. No expression whatsoever…..but why? His curiosity got the best of him as he followed the boy's eyes, following the implied line that it was pointing at like the rest of the students. He wishes he didn't follow his make-believe eyesight's.
Standing on the very top of the building, what looked to be the rooftop above the third floor at least. Standing near the edge, her back against the fence that blocked anyone from falling off the building.
Matsuri's eyes widened in horror. The beating of heart overtook his hearings. Blocking any noise that surrounds him. His hand clenched his chest. His breathing grew faster to the point of hyperventilation.
The girl that stood on top of the building wore the same uniforms as all of the other female students. Her long ebony black hair was cut in a similar fashion like Chiyo. But it was much longer as it reached to her shoulders with purple streaks lining the sides of her hair. A braid circled around her hair with a knot at the end that was tied with a ribbon.
Matsuri remained in place as he just stared at the girl who was standing on top of the building, motionless. Her face was unreadable from the others. But her intentions were clear. His mouth tried to call out to her. But nothing came out. He tried again, nothing. It was as if his voice was taken away from him. All he could do was watch in horror as he looked at the girl whose foot was starting to move forward.
Matsuri's head frantically shook as he watched the nightmare unfold in front of his eyes. He ran forward. Towards where the girl took her fall. But no matter how much he ran, the building just pushed further away from him. Tears leaked from his eyes as the girl's body plummeted faster towards the hard ground below.
His hand reached out to the unknown expressionless girl. Tears build up in his eyes as he tries to reach out for her. Call her name. Anything! But nothing worked. As he could do was watch.
Her body slammed against the ground. All he could hear was a bone crushing against the hard ground beneath his feet.
Everything went black.
….
Matsuri's body shot up from his bed. His breathing was sharp and heavy. Sweat rolled against his face. His eyes trembled in fear, his body shook in fear. Matsuri's eyes scanned the dark room. The sound of his ceiling fan hummed in the dark. He reached out for his phone that was on top of his drawer. The time reads 3am in the morning.
Matsuri's hand settled over the rapid beating of his heart. Trying to calm himself down from the horrid nightmare. But no matter how much he tried, he could not shake that image from his head. He remembered it much too clearly.
He wrapped his arms around his knees and brought them to his chest. He shook in place, his thoughts couldn't help but to rush back to that horrid memory. The girl that fell from the building, and all he could do was watch in horror.
He violently shook his head, trying to shove that memory away. Tears leaked from his closed eyelids.
"I…..I couldn't do anything…..no…..I didn't do anything to save her…." He said with a whimper. "I'm sorry…..I'm sorry….Yoshimiya….."
He let out. All he could do was quietly cry himself to sleep, repeating the same name over and over. Apologizing to the one person who was not with him anymore.
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