《Monster Story》1: Naomi Fujimoto
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Not even seconds after getting both Jordan and me into her club, Violet led us into a classroom with a singular girl sitting in the middle of it, jotting notes down on paper.
"Detective Girl!" Violet cupped her mouth and yelled out - of course, I couldn't help but grit my teeth and stare in pity as I saw the young girl jump from her seat in shock.
Naomi Fujimoto, known as one of the more popular girls in our school due to both her looks and general intelligence, I do have to admit after seeing her for the first time, she was quite the looker, definitely my type - short silky black hair, a velvet hue coming from her eyelashes. She's Half-Asian so some of her features are a given but they add a whole lot to the wider picture. She wears black leather gloves, keeping her sleeves close to both of her wrists as two black tights sit comfortably on her thighs.
"I don't like how you're both looking at me like that..." Naomi commented, her eyes shifting focus between Jordan and me. I quickly took a glance at Jordan to see her doing the same thing that I was doing and that was, obviously, checking her out. "I can almost feel those lustful stares." She said this as she adjusted her gloves.
"It's because every part of you is so beautiful Naomi!" Violet said with a massive grin on her face.
Naomi gave an uncomfortable expression to the lot of us. "I'm not sure how I should feel about that."
"Well, a lot of people find you gorgeous in the school y'know!?"
Naomi turned her chair to face us, "I don't very much care for those people."
Violet paused for a moment, hands on her hips, "Well! I'm not here to compliment you, I'm here to recruit you!"
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"What?"
"I'm starting up a club! It's called the 'Private-Investigations Club'!"
"You want me-"
Violet cut her off, "Since you used to be known as the 'kid detective', I thought it'd be a good idea to contact you as well as these two lovely people behind me!" Violet motioned towards us.
"I don't do Private-Investigation work anymore."
"That doesn't matter! You could use the club to study or whatever, I don't give a shit! It's just good to have more people who know about the field y'know?"
Naomi pressed her lips together, her eyes narrowing in consideration before shaking her head, "Sorry, I cannot join your club."
"Why is that?" I immediately interjected with a question. She was about to talk but I stopped her with a hand, "Sorry... first. We should introduce ourselves. I am Savan Murphy."
"I'm Jordan Balan."
"I'm Violet Le Roux."
Naomi nodded, "Naomi Fujimoto, nice to meet you all. But... I'm sorry, I'll have to reject your offer."
"Why is that?" I asked again.
"Personal reasons..."
"What are those reasons?"
"That isn't your business." Her tone became more hostile as I pressed further and in response to her change of tone, I gave a cold stare in return.
"Whether it is my business or not, you can come up with a better excuse. You could've lied, or left out details in your reasoning as to why you wouldn't want to join the club."
Jordan leaned to me, bringing her voice to a whisper, "Why are you doing this?"
I leaned over to her in turn, whispering back, "Personal reasons..." I bring my attention back to Naomi as her expression became more filled with rage as I continued, "I want to know your reasoning. You used to be a Private-Investigator, right?"
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"You're getting on my nerves."
"I'm just going to guess. Does it have something to do with your previously mentioned young age, in where there wouldn't be much respect for you in that case leaving permissions as to what cases you get involved in, or the amount of information on the case to be very limited, no? I think that guess makes more sense so I won't go on."
She raised herself from her seat but didn't move.
"That guess was one part of a whole huh...?" I was stumped, the other guesses that I had wouldn't make much sense unless I was in her boots during when... whatever made her not want to be a Private-Investigator happened, but, it could simply be that she didn't want to do it anymore. "Did you just not have the passion for it at a certain point? That's reasonable..."
She didn't budge, that wasn't it.
"Then if it wasn't from a lack of passion... then what was it?"
"What was your name again?"
"Savan Murphy, son of Johann Murphy and Elizabeth Murphy, younger brother of Alex Murphy, older brother of Kitsune Murphy."
"Okay, Savan. You wouldn't very much like it if I pried into your issues, yes? Or do you think I didn't do my research on the people of this school?"
"Bring it up then..."
"So you do know what I'm talking about?"
"Yeah, I'm telling you to talk about it and I want to hear your exacts thoughts on what had happened and if I find what you said dissatisfactory, I will debunk any and all that you might say point by point." I couldn't exactly contain my anger, but I kept it in since I know I'd be a hypocrite otherwise.
"Do they both know?"
Violet looked to me, confused, so I looked over to Jordan, pointing at her with my thumb, "She does."
Jordan nods, understanding what we were talking about. Naomi takes a deep breath before exhaling, "You were accused of sexual harassment and molestation whilst still in Middle School, you were then promptly suspended, it going onto your record permanently even though there was no proof that you have committed such a crime... in fact, you didn't do it at all. Nothing suggested that you did anything of the sort, but that's all I know. You could've done it for all I know."
Violet is looking at me in shock, "I can confirm that I did not in fact commit any crimes of the sort. My Father and Brother had looked into the issue as a whole and had confirmed it themselves, my alibi also checked out as well. Of course, the school couldn't give less of a shit about that. Worst of all, the guy who caused the whole fiasco is my Sister's crush, fucking bastard." I blew air out from my nose, "But I'm the type of person who lets bygones be bygones... I couldn't give less of a shit about the whole situation now. So... will you tell me why you don't want to join the club now?"
Silence spread across the classroom.
I looked over to Violet, "What, you gonna disassociate with me now?"
"No, I believe you, I'm just surprised."
"Okay..."
Naomi shook her head, "I don't need to be doing this right now." Before leaving the classroom, she said, "I'm still not going to join."
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