245 Chapter four, 2017, dark and bitter: 4 (1/2)

In the end Kyoko didn't think she'd be able to join Kuri-chan and Noriko for the sleepover at Noriko's place. She'd ask, but it really hurt moving around like she had the other day.

They had to run just a little too fast to get away from the growing crowd that day, when they went shopping for chocolate and some kitchen utensils to use for the home made ones.

She sulked a little, but at least she had Yukio to herself. Besides, planning got difficult, now when Nao finally was back from his school trip and managed to get some time to spend with Noriko.

At the moment Kyoko sat in the Stockholm Haven café, spending her time on one of those combined club and study sessions that had become more and more usual with Urufu leading them.

”Noriko,” he said. ”Give them a hand with math. Especially give Christina a hand, a foot or preferably an entire carcass.”

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”Go die!”

”You really want his carcass?” Noriko asked and slapped on a grin that quickly dissolved.

The question met with absolute silence, and more than one member threw a glance at Kyoko where she sat side by side with Yukio.

”Sorry,” Noriko said.

”Hey. Hey! I'm not made of glass.” Kyoko refused to be treated like some fragile victim. She was healing quickly and felt almost no pain these days. ”Kuri-chan, which carcass?” she added to force the bad mood to evaporate.

”Not Ulf's, never Ulf's,” Kuri-chan said, and now first Kyoko noticed how she had paled when Noriko threw out the question.

'Crap! Forgot she spent a night at hospital with him as well. I'm sorry.' ”Don't ask him to die in that case,” Kyoko retorted. Kuri-chan could take a verbal punch or two, and Kyoko relied on her to understand how a laugh was needed now.

She took her pen in a tighter grip and prayed that Kuri-chan would react the right way. Looking across the table she saw her friend blink in hurt confusion, and after that, a flicker of understanding.

”Fine, hand me Kareyoshi's head on a plate,” she said.

'Crap! You're not supposed to tell anyone.'

”Kareyoshi? He's not even your English teacher,” Hitomi-chan said.

'Kuri-chan, no!'

”Bastard had a hand in Ko-chan's stabbing. We just can't prove anything.”

'No, no, no, no, no!'

The room detonated with shouts.

”Kuri-chan, you can't tell anyone.” Kyoko barely finished the sentence before she understood the huge mistake she had just made. ”Eh… I mean...”

The rest drowned in a second round of enraged shouts.

'Shit! Take control, Kyoko!'