Killer Rhyme [Aoba × OC]

//SIDE STORY// Orange Juice

Atsuko's POV>>

I gobbled down the katsudon that Ba-chan made for me as I glared at the glass of orange juice in front of me. There were three men sitting in front of me. The first one is called Mizuki. The second one is Koujaku. And obviously the third one is Aoba. And sitting on the table was Mizu, in his terrarium.

"Do you have a grudge on orange juice or something?" Mizuki stared at me as I continued glaring at the bright orange coloured liquid sitting happily in the glass.
"It will assassinate us all. With that acidic weapon of its kind." I recited from a part of my brain.

"A load of crap. Orange juice won't kill." Koujaku retorted. "Bullshit. I had a pet octopus, Jiggly, and it died after I fed it orange juice."

"Ever since that day. I could not take it any longer. The juice that I had loved... Betrayed me. Like Superman who had his underpants destroyed by an enemy... I too, will fight, and avenge Jiggly! I have sworn, to fight head to liquid with orange juice, and I will not stop until orange juice is extinct...!" The three guys stared at me with a weird expression.

"You are definitely making too much of a big deal out of orange juice. It's harmless. And look at you. You're drinking the orange juice with such a blissful expression while listening to me." I slammed the glass of juice on the table.

"Am not!" I defended. "And bullshit! I'm not making a big deal out of anything okay?!" I felt my ears getting warmer and warmer by the second.

"Atsuko, it's fine to drink orange juice like you just did in front of us. You don't need to care too much about how you look. Just. Drink. It." Koujaku slammed the table and in his left hand was a pair of scissors. "Drink it or I will cut off your hair in the most painful way possible. Or I could make it feel good for you if you want~" He lifted my chin and grinned.

I quickly stuck two straws up his nose and waited for him to breathe in the orange juice. "W-WHAT?!" Koujaku choked. "There's the acid. And don't joke with me, bastard! Don't you dare to threaten me to cut off my hair, ya pervy old man! Or I will let you die in a pool of orange juice!" I swore at the man with a scar on his face. But he didn't hear it. He had already fainted.

"Atsuko! What did you do?!" Aoba shouted at me.
"Don't look at me~ The orange juice did it."

//SIDE STORY #1 END//