"I'll let you get cleaned off and I'll inform your teacher as to why your late to class," Osana nodded and ran into the girl's changing room, as Shiromi glanced back at the nearby bush. Still displaying nothing, but that unnerving smile, Shiromi nodded her head. ".A kouhai accidentally tripped over whilst carrying a bucket of gasoline, and it spilled all over me." "What happened to you, Najimi-san?"įreezing, the gasoline still dripping off her wet clothes. With her unsettling smile still present, Shiromi Torayoshi commented.
She reached the bathrooms, just as one of the student council arrived and noticed the gasoline covered girl. "I can't go to class like this." and watched as the tsundere rushed out of the courtyard and towards the changing rooms.įollowing behind, her hands held the matchbox shakily and shivery. By the time she clicked back into reality, she heard Osana grumble. Why was she struggling so much, it made little sense. Again, she felt unable to just flick the matches to lit a fire that would burn Osana to the ground. Ayano picked up the matches and then froze into place. "What is this.!? It.smells like gasoline?." It had hit its target, the orangette looked down at her clothes with utter shock as she sniffed it. She head the floor with a momentary source of pain as she could hear the splashing of gasoline. Rushing back, she dropped the matches and picked the bucket back up. Running to the back of the school, she texted Info-chan for a box of matches and sent the panty shots (She had been storing some for safe measures). Osana was sat there, talking and laughing with senpai so it'd be easy to just fake a trip and spill the gasoline.īut she needed the matches first, glancing at the time on her clock and she instantly knew that she would have just enough time before class to spill the gasoline. Picking the bucket up, she headed back towards the school and ran into the courtyard. Breathing out, the dark haired girl picked up the gasoline and tipped it into a nearby bucket. "Of course," Ayano promised, before watching the older woman leave the gardening club with a smile on her face. Mind putting the equipment into place for me." I'm going to get going towards class, since mine's on the third floor. I'll introduce you to the other girls at club time, between 5.00 and 5.30 so make sure you're there. You'll now have access to our shed and gardening equipment. "There you go, that's the symbol that you are part of the gardening club. Holding it gently, she em-braided it into Ayano's hair. Hearing this, Uekiya instantly smiled and picked up a white anemone flower. I'll join your club," Ayano responded, looking at the gasoline in the corner of her eyes. Plus, it would close the gardening club so it wasn't advantageous. This brought a little smile to Ayano's face, the school's respective 'big sister' was so kind that she wouldn't even dare kill the woman. "And that's the end of the tour, do you want to join the gardening club then, Miss Aishi?" the club leader asked, her voice sweet and innocent. Glancing backwards, she could see that Uekiya was smiling at her. Even for Ayano, but she tried to repress any latent regrets and worries. Then use a box of matches to trigger a fire, burning the girl to a crisp. Gasoline was highly flammable, so she could fill a bucket and spill it onto Osana. Next to the school's shredder was a bottle of gasoline that Uekiya explained was for the machine so that it was always running. She had asked for a tour from Uekiya, as she thought about joining the club to gain access to a circular saw for later murders. Then she found it, in the gardening club. She already figured that direct influence might cause her to freeze up, so something discreet and not so much her fault would be perfect. Ayano spend most of the morning, looking around the school.
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