Fate [Ai Mikaze x Reader]

Chapter 5 - The Tables Have Turned

And it happened to me again.

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"Could you please unlock the door!?" I sighed.
"What are you talking about?" he asked, looking at me bluntly.
"You know. The door, that you locked?" I furrowed my eyebrows at him.
"I didn't lock the door..."
"....."

I violently started messing with the door's handle, punching on it a few times too. "Then why isn't it opening...!?"

.....

I slowly bit my lips in realization, then turned around with a fake smile on my face. "Mikaze-senpai?"
"Hai?"
"Isn't there.... a janitor in this building?"
"There is. Why?"
"... And.... doesn't that janitor... has the job of locking all the doors except the dorms after a certain period of time...?"
"... Does he? It wasn't locked that night when you heard me work on my song... Although I do remember Reiji telling me about the janitor having a break day..."
"...... Mikaze-senpai...."
"Hai...?"
"WE ARE LOCKED IN HERE FOR THE WHOLE DANG NIGHT!!!!" I screamed.
Mikaze rolled his eyes. "I'm sure you are overdramatizing it," he muttered, walking towards the door as well and trying to pull, then push it open, to no avail. "... Maybe it's stuck...?"
"No. It's locked. L-o-c-k-e-d, locked!" I hissed at him, not giving a damn about my stupid job anymore.
"... Huh..." he muttered bluntly. "I suppose."
"Ugh..." I groaned.
....
"Wait a sec." I suddenly blurted out, having an idea as I quickly pulled out a hair clip from my [H/C] locks and then started picking the lock.
"That's not going to work." I heard Mikaze's blunt voice from behind me.
"Well then sit back and watch me, my dearest senpai," I smirked, not even looking at him.
"If you say so..."

...

Long seconds, then minutes passed, and the door didn't open. Before I knew it, I was picking the lock for ten minutes, to no avail.

I bit my lips as I let out a slight groan.
"Are you done?" I heard him ask, with something not entirely readable in his voice that I'd call amusement. Welp, he certainly enjoys when he is right, doesn't he?

Oh how I wanna, you know... gently pat him in the face...

...with a baseball bat...

"[L/N]. You've been doing this for fifteen minutes. That door is not going to open."
I frowned, throwing the hair clip against the wall.

You have lied to me, American movies...!!

"... So?" I sighed out, running my hand through my hair and looked at my jerk senpai, who literally was doing nothing, sitting on the couch and looking at me blankly. "What's the next step, Mr. I-Know-All?"
"What do you mean?" he asked after a split second of silence.
"You are the senpai! You are the reason we are stuck in here in the first place! So now what are we supposed to do??"
"... Well..." he hummed out, then stood up and looked out the windows. "Jumping out from here would have a 28.6% chance of surviving."
"... Wha- No thanks, I don't wanna die!!" I looked at him like he was a crazy person.

When he is an insane sadistic person.

"Then, we have to stay here for the night," he said like that was the most regular thing in the world, sitting back down near the table and opening his laptop again.
"... H-Heh!? What do you--!?
"The door is locked. The lock is clearly unpickable. We possibly can't break the door in either, and if we manage to, we have to pay for it - knowing Saotome, not with money. Jumping out of here would result in, not to say possibly fatal, injuries. We don't have any rope or clothe to climb down on either. Do you see any other possibilities?"
"...."
"That's more like it. Now go to sleep. Take the couch, I will sleep on the floor."