A Fox's Maid by Brandon Varnell

gonads. That had to hurt.
    Lilian adopted a thoughtful mien. Her left hand rose to cup her chin, while her right hand held her left arm aloft at the elbow and her hips cocked at an angle.
    “ Although, considering she’s beating on Eric and not Kevin, I wonder if this girl is a true tsundere or just a really, really violent girl.”
    “ Ugh, whatever,” Lindsay grimaced. “A-anyway, don’t you think we should stop her before she kills him?”
    “ I don’t see why,” Lilian replied, gazing at the scene with an expression of apathy. “While he did not do anything extremely perverse today, I am sure he did something to deserve this. It’s probably karma.”
    “ DIE INGRATE!”
    “ SOMEONE, HELP ME! JESUS? ALLAH? KAMI?”
    Looking at the violence taking place several yards away, Lindsay considered the salacious teen as he screamed for help, then slowly nodded her head.
    “ Yeah… I think you might be right.”
    Lindsay had to wonder why neither she nor any of the people present were bothered by the violence being committed in front of them. It might have had something to do with the recipient of said violence.
    Eric Corrompere was a well-known peeping Tom. Every girl knew of his unabashed licentiousness. They also knew that, if given the opportunity, he would peep on them without a second’s hesitation. His lecherous actions were so bad that all of the older high school girls warned the freshmen about him and had even put several contingency plans in place to deal with Eric, in the event that they discovered him doing something that put their virtue in jeopardy.
    Kevin Swift also watched the massacre taking place. He knew that he should feel bad for his friend, but for some reason, he didn’t. It was probably because of that strange feeling he had seconds before Eric tried pouncing on Christine. He didn’t really understand, but it felt like he had just barely dodged the bullet.
    Justin just stared at Eric with unusually round eyes. He was not one for showing emotion often, but, when he did display something other than boredom, it was only under the most dire or perplexing of circumstances.
    He turned to look at his friends, his normally half-lidded, apathetic eyes were somewhat wider than normal. “… help…?”
    “ OH, GOD! WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS?”
    “ Why? Why?! I’m doing this because you’re a damn pervert! And all perverts deserve to DIE!”
    “ IIIYYYYAAAA!”
    The twins gave Justin a look of barely masked incredulity.
    “ Do you really want to get in the way of that?” asked Alex.
    “ Because I sure don’t,” finished Andrew.
    Justin looked down at his pervy friend, who, by this point, looked a lot like a lump of misshapen meat that had been beaten with a mallet by a psychotic butcher. His cries were also growing weaker. Everyone present was surprised that he hadn’t passed out from the pain yet.
    Justin looked back at his friends. Slowly, ever so slowly, he nodded at them.
    “… Point…”
    ***
    Not long after Christine finished trying to ensure that Eric would never be able to procreate, the yuki-onna decided to join them.
    “ I-it’s not like I want to be with you or anything, idiot! It’s just boring walking around by myself! Hmph!” she had said with a face that reminded Kevin of an icicle and steam pouring out of her ears.
    Shortly after her entrance into the group, they made it to the arcade, at which point the two yōkai began fighting over the boy they were mutually attracted to―even if one of them was unwilling to admit it. Both wanted Kevin to play an arcade game with them. Unfortunately, not only were the games they wanted to play completely different (Lilian wanted to play “House of Haunted Horrors” while Christine had been looking forward to a game of air hockey), they also didn’t want to share Kevin with the other. Hence the fighting.
    “ Let! Go!”
    “ No, you let go!”
    The two continued pulling on the poor teen’s arms, their teeth gritted and their