Planting The Evidence And Saving Hiro
Yasuhiro and Aoi set to work after figuring out where the evidence would be planted. The gloss, in the gymnasium. The tie, in the girls changing rooms (Aoi obviously did that one) and the hair... Well, the hair was still a work in progress.
Aoi set the tie on one of the work benches and walked out to see Yasuhiro leaning on the wall. "You haven't moved?"
"Don't know where to plant the hair." Yasuhiro held the strand in front of him. "Just, where would ya find hair?" he sighed and pocketed the hair. "Anywhere, really, but maybe.." Aoi quickly dipped her hand into Yasuhiro's pocket and snagged the hair and made her way down the hall. Yasuhiro took a moment before he followed her into the kitchen. "It would be hard to make stuff via robo bear, so, why not in here?"
"You've got a point that I'm willing to stand by." Yasuhiro smiled and laughed a little. Aoi may not be the brightest, but her ideas sure do pack a good sense of thought. Aoi sauntered for a minute before placing the hair on a hob. (basically Scottish for oven top) Then she picked it up again. "I should've thought of where to put it in here first, huh."
"Yeah... Well, Enoshima is kinda tall so maybe... On the pans." Yasuhiro pointed to said object that was hanging from the wall. "Her hair is pretty big so-"
"It's the only idea we got!" Aoi speed walked over to the pans and placed it on the dark brown handle of the smallest pan. The hair most definitely stood out against the oak. "So, what now?" Aoi asked. "Now... Uhh... I'm not sure actually." the two left the kitchen as Hiro fixed his lucky jacket onto his shoulders properly. "Maybe get rid of the evidence that-"
The trial announcement went off. "-blames me.. For... Murder." Yasuhiro groaned and smacked his head. "They'd be useful about now, wouldn't they?"
"You wouldn't fucking belive it, Hina."
The trial room felt cold. Yasuhiro was frightened. What if he couldn't convince them of his innocence? What if he slips up? What if someone takes over and-
"It's obvious Yasuhiro did it, is it not? He was found in the suit that attacked Hifumi and I, and possibly Ishimaru." Celestia said before anything else in the trial was said.
The trial went on.... And on... And on.. Yasuhiro felt like shit. His head began to hurt again, along with his eye. Who now? Who the fuck now? Yasuhiro then felt more, how would he put it, assertive to say the least. He also felt cold as the pain quickly faded. "So, as I said, it's-"
"Stop for one second. The only proof that you have is Ya-me in that suit and that stupid photo. Who else could've taken that photo but you. Also, when would I need one hundred thousand yen? It's way below what I need for my debt with the yakuza. I was lured in to be the blamed, not the actual blackened."
From then, the trial got kinda messy, but they did come to the conclusion that Celestia was the blackened (and not really named Celestia Ludenberg) and she was executed. Yasuhiro only got an apology from Makoto, and that was enough for him. He had taken back control and thanked him. He thought it couldn't get too much worse, right?
If only he predicted the next trial and murder.