Gathering in the usual cheap but great restaurant, me and Miss Mana's group engage in some casual chatter while trying to make progress in our homework today.

[So how was the outing to the park yesterday?] asks Jasmine with interest in voice

Leaving out the major setback that happened I recalled most of the things that happened along with the plans to dress Miss Mana up this coming weekend, but since earlier there was a doubt in my mind so I asked them about it upright

[I'm sorry if I'm being too probing but why did Miss Mana suddenly invite me out like that? Was there any you know underlying reason?]

[Well the whole outing was my idea] admits Jasmine with a guilty expression

[But it was me who filled her ear for that idea] exclaims Rose

[hu? why]

Looking a little troubled, the two glance towards Miss Mana, and seeing her nod of approval, Rose reveals her plan

[Well as you saw, Sis Mana is not very good at social interactions or is very bad if I'm being brutally honest] says Rose with disappointment in her voice

[mhm, she only talks to us in school, and out of it so Rose thought it might be a good experience for Mana to hang out with someone else new for a change of pace] continues Jasmine with a troubled face

So they trust me enough to reveal all this kind of information, hearing it my heart grew a little warm

Suddenly Rose jumps up and bangs the table with excitement

[AND IT WORKED! I mean you even convinced for to start taking her dressing sense a bit seriously]

[I mean she was just dressed very I mean you know] I trouble to finding the appropriate word so as to not hurt her feelings

[Naahh, no need to hold back, Big Sis Mana dressed like dogshit, just Imagine how infuriating the next CEO of a fashion brand feels when it sees her dressing like some snobby politician]

alright now...you don't have to be so brutal about it, I glance sideways and see Miss Mana's tense knuckles holding onto the hem of her school skirt and her solemn face looking intensely toward Rose

[mhm, Rose is absolutely right, we have tried so hard to convince her to dress more feminine like, and it's not like she also doesn't want it, but her ape brain is too hard stuck in being looking like some CIA official]

I don't think Miss Mana likes all the slender being thrown her way, oh god is that a nerve I just saw pop up on her forehead?

[Yep yep, so I thought if a stranger like you who's quite sociable and honest, told her that her fashion sense is ugly then it might push her in the right direction as everyone else around her is too pussy to say anything negative to her sensitive ears] exclaims Rose while chucking and pointing fingers at Miss Mana

*THUMP*

A loud banging on the table is heard from beside me, and calm fury is written all over Miss Mana's expressionless face. But that doesn't stop the two from making more fun of her

[See? Did the truth hurt Big Sis little fee fees? hmm? I'm soo so sorry for being truthful] says Rose while crying fake tears

[mhm, You should not get angry so easily Mana, your silver hair might turn white by 20] expresses Jasmine her concern

[You two..] speaks Miss Mana in a barely audible but quite angry tone

But two don't stop and continue laughing and making fun of her

Seeing the script unfold before me I couldn't help but think again of just how normal and harmonious their friend group is. Just like anyone they fight, make jokes, help each other and just have an all around good time hanging out with each other.

And all three of them personally are also great individuals from what I have seen so far of them, but there's defiantly a lot more going on with them than what meets the eye, because if there's not these people can't be considered Murderers.

The story would have been a little different if it was accidental Murder, but it was clearly premeditated and they clearly wanted to kill that guy, also getting a gun in this country is not that difficult it's quite easy in fact but getting a modification like a silencer on it is indeed quite difficult unless you have some sources.

Thus one thing was very clear they were not completely revealing the depths of their personality. The way they act in front of me is very much genuine that is a fact that I no longer can deny but I also have to acknowledge that there's more going on with them than this harmonious setting we are in.

As they continue their harmless fight, the evening sun sets off and they give me a trip back to my home.

Waving my goodbyes to them, I turn around to open our house's courtyard gate when suddenly something hard gets pressed against my face.

I try to scream for help but my voice gets muffled by the extraordinary force applied, my breathing becomes chaotic and I kick my feet up as I sense myself getting dragged backward.

*DHUM*

the next moment my consciousness starts to fade away and I find myself lifted from the ground and my body gets thrown roughly into some metal compartment. It seems like there was something applied to the cloth that was pressed against my face as the energy in my body seemed to disappear.

As I roll around in pain from my back hitting whatever metal container they threw me into, an inaudible groan escapes my mouth as my entire body starts feeling tired and sharp pain stings itself on my back.

A few seconds pass and the light in front of me shuts downs with a bang.

So I was thrown into a car, I realize as the sound of the engine and car accelerated at a high rate.

My vision turns completely dark and my eyelids become heavy, struggling to keep them up I give in to the exhaustion overtaking my body and lose consciousness

The next time I wake up, I find myself tied to a chair. 

I looked around frantically and see my arms and legs tied to the metal chair, my mouth sealed by some wide tape and panic immediately takes its root inside me as tears start flowing from my eyes

Suddenly light flickers in front of me and the falling light highlight another anomaly in front. It seemed like I was not the only one facing this predicament, and to my shock what was in front of me was a male student in the uniform of my school.

His situation was the same as mine, tied and muffled but he was still not conscious.

I squint my eyes to gain more focus and as my vision becomes more clear I immediately recognize the person in front of me.

It was the fat guy that Miss Mana called for when she suddenly burst into our classroom last week

What was going on? My distraught brain had no thinking power right now to think about, only waves of chaos were smashing themselves inside my head and body

As I try to calm my breathing first from hyperventilating, a third light flickers, and a wide glass pane becomes visible. Behind the giant glass pane were several people dressed in suits and covering their faces with fox masks. One such person was standing in front of what seemed to be a microphone and clearing his throat into it he spoke

[Please forgive me in advance, it was all you people's fault for getting close to that little devil Mana]

Miss Mana? this is related to her?

[Now please enjoy the little game and as is the tradition, welcome to our humble abode]