"Haruo Sakurai" Had just left the gym. The clock hit 12 p.m. Hiking with Himiko would be highly unreasonable now. Kyoya scratched his head while looking down, annoyed as Yuuto took his time with his every step as if making sure every muscle was put to work while leaving the place.
A mysterious figure approached from behind Kyoya as Yuuto left. Blonde and tanned, with piercings. One could mistake him for the Kendo enthusiast youth - but couldn't be more different than Sendo in his demeanor, with that triumphant, creeping smirk on his face as he walked out of the staff room.
"Kyoooooya~... That bastard stole all your time with your victim... Seems kind of suspicious... I'd look into him..." He uttered behind his ear. His every word stretched and suggestive, yet smooth and low... Almost snake-like.
Kyoya shifted, whipping his shoulder away from the person speaking behind him.
"Don't be ridiculous, Kazuki. That would suggest Haruto put him up to this to get me away from Himiko or something. That kid's too much of a pussy to do anything close to that."
[DING!] The upbeat, yet nerve-wracking noise of a cellphone notification sprang from Kazuki's pocket.
Kazuki's lips curled into an unsettling grin as he gazed at his phone.
|Here is another picture... Shouldn't we stop this already?| His messages read. Coming from a female contact.
"You'd be surprised..."
[DING!]
|Please... I've done what you asked. I deleted all my evidence... Now, leave her alone!| Another message from a different contact.
"... What desperation makes people do. It's so hilarious, man~..."
Kazuki started to text on his phone after chuckling at it lightheartedly.
|Stop what? I'm not forcing you to do anything. But keeping my blabbermouth shut requires more than just pics... A kind-hearted girlfriend like you understands that, right?| He sent to the girl while leaving the other contact on "Read".
Immediately, the female replied.
|I... I'll come to the usual location... This is the last time, right? I just... Hate doing this to him...|
|lol, what an upright girlfriend... Even when he deleted allllll the evidence that could get you out of this... Besides, I don't force you. It is you who keep coming for more, after all.|
|He... He didn't! He wouldn't. You're lying!|
Kazuki then sends her a screenshot of the other contact writing just that.
"Leave me out of your fantasies, Kazuki. I've seen the kid's behavior throughout these months. That suicide attempt and filming it was surprising and unpredictable for sure, but hiring... Heh, maybe that could be it... You know what they say about apples."
He let out a chuckle at Kazuki who was almost burying his eyes in his phone, with his smirk only expanding more and more across his face.
"Heh, you're as nasty as I am, boss~...."
They both heartily giggled.
"Well, that bloated fart left his card. I'll dial in soon and double-check where he came from."
-------------MEANWHILE, Yuuto----------------------
'Run, run, run, run, runnnn... Gotta go fast, gotta go fast...!' He was sprinting after frantically looking around himself - making sure no one was following.
He bolted straight through the unlocked door of his house, sprinting upstairs, still wearing his ridiculous costume.
He unloaded his backpack - clashes of old flip-flop phones smacked against the padded bed of his. He evenly spread all of his phones, making sure they were all charged and open. Then, he sat in his chair, making sure all of his phones were in his sight.
And thus, he waited.
Stillness.
A clock's ticks.
Not a single muscle is moved as Yuuto focuses his gaze on the middle of the bed, where he laid 14 500min use phones.
10 minutes.
30 minutes. His (Sendo's phone) began to ring. He immediately whipped his body and arms, not even taking the time to look at the caller - and turning it off, setting it aside, and continuing his bizarre meditation.
1 hour.
2.
3.5 hours of complete stillness as he sat with his back straightened up, looking down at the flip-flop phones, not wavering in the slightest. Still wearing his costume from earlier.
'He must've returned to his make-believe wife to make up for lost time... Well, the main reason for today's interception wasn't to separate them entirely, no. That would be in-elegant, too obvious, and would end up playing in Kyoya's favor, considering his past methods.'
Somehow, Yuuto speaks about elegance in his OWN methods. As if such a thing ever existed.
'No, the main point in today's facade was to stop them from hiking. Hiking was Pussy's and Himiko's personal time. Had I allowed him to replace his presence there, the void in her heart would slowly, but surely begin to fill with Kyoya Guuji's presence. Her mind would allow thoughts about Kyoya instead of her stepson, who is still present there. I mustn't allow Kyoya's presence to overwhelm Haruto's in her mind during this month while he trains. Allowing such a thing to happen, even once, would be a catastrophe. People like Kyoya Guuji thrive on the tiniest of insecurities and vulnerabilities....'
Yuuto clicked his tongue.
'This is a professional, after all. I know I have a plan in mind, but I must never forget that. He isn't like those two losers from school... He is organized, backed up by his piece of shit client and his posse, and slyer than a fox.'
'I wonder how will it feel...'
[RING RING RING!] A phone from the pile started to ring. Yuuto reached for it and picked it up. Waiting a few seconds before answering.
'...To baseball his ass...!' A wicked, manic smile stretched across Yuuto's face as the phone's ringing echoed in the room along his inner monologue.
He picked up.
"Hai hai, this is Itsuki Yoru, how may I help you?" He answered, shifting his tone up a notch as he answered enthusiastically, yet taking his time with every word.
Kyoya was the one who called. He inquired 'Itsuki' about the new inspector and his reasons.
He gave Kyoya a detailed explanation, playing as the inspector's secretary. Kyoya asked for a referral to another one who had to get inspected. 'Itsuki' gave him a phone number and hung up, placing the phone exactly and neatly where he picked it up - gazing at a different phone all the while.
[RING!]
He picked it up.
"H-Hello, this is Kazuya Tanetsuke of the Akulift gym! How can I help you?" He answered in a shy, more timid tone - with his voice quaking at every syllable. This time, he pretended to be the towel boy of the gym. A timid, somewhat cowardly helper, while the trainer is gone. At the end of the call, after several questions, Kazuya referred him to the association that sent the inspector.
He hung up, waiting before another phone rang.
"This is Konro Hibiki. Who's this?" This time... As the boss of the organization that sent the inspector. With a deep, yet swift vocal tone - that assured Kyoya of every concern and worry. Like a dance, he enchanted him with his vocabulary and immediate responses to all his concerns...
What a vast imagination he has. I truly wonder where he thought up all these odd names...