Criminal Practice
âSpare me the wisecrack and your backstory.â Ayato walks over to his brotherâs desk where he dumps the cake almost too carelessly. Yes, it is weird to walk in on a girl trying to sneak into his brotherâs roomâ more specifically, Kanatoâs room. But Ayato has seen freakier shit than this before. Being threatened by a stranger is nothing to the creative punishments his father devises for him and his brothers when they misbehave.Â
âYou came to the wrong place if youâre looking for someone to blackmail.â He gestures to his brotherâs computer. âThereâs nothing youâre going to see there aside from online purchases of dolls. Believe it or not, this family isnât a very scandalous one.â Not entirely the truth but how else is he supposed to act? If he shows how unaffected he is, this girl will undoubtedly stop snooping around for things that sheâs not supposed to find. Sheâs apparently not good at what she does but he canât be too sure.
âNow how about you get yourâŚâ He gestures to the rope. ââŚthings and Iâll show you to the door, yeah? This mansion will just be another disappointment to your already disappointing lifestyle.â
âAlright this fucker is deadâ she closed her eyes thinking this to the last statement the male said sneaking and stealing wasnât exactly her forte anyways yet it annoyed her that someone was bothering to point it out. Zero much rather prefered going in and swinging something sharp or blunt to make her jobs quick and effortless, but this was a pain. the least the asshole could do is listen to her if they didnât have anything valuable to take.
âYou little fucking...i donât usually sneak when it comes to side jobs!â revealing that might have made things worse, but Zero had a tendency to shout things out when she was angry, it was mainly why she got grounded as a child. âiâm not just going to stand around and let a little asshole like you make fun of my unpracticed skills!â Zero growled under her breath getting ready to swing the bat not intending to hurt but intending to cause damage to the house. âIâm going to fucking kill you!â
Zero swung the bat for a practice swing hitting the doll house not hard enough to break it but hard enough to knock the damn thing over. Working up her swing again she used the look she would when hunting down her sisters a frown, an unforgiving look in her eyes and a slight light gleam off the metal bat to reflect light in a certain way to make the look seem even more real.

















