( Saihara's POV )
The other day I finally got enough coins for some stupid key.
I bought it just incase it would help us.I was going to sleep last night when I was woken up abruptly by Monokuma. Apparently, this key goes to that.. weird Love-Hotel.. I dont know why he would have something like that.. considering this place is made for all of us highschoolers.. Maybe a chance at parts of life you wont be able to experience before you die? Im unsure.
Either way, out of simple curiosity, I made my way to the hotel.I took a deep breath.
alright, let's see what happens.. Hopefully I wont get thrown..
I opened the door, waiting to see who it could be beyond the door.
And surprisingly, I saw him.
"Hmm..? What is Shumai doing here?" Ouma teased when he saw me.
Wait.. did he just call me 'Shumai'-?
If i am supposed to be his ideal, and he uses a nickname directed towards me.. does that mean he..-?"What is it Mister Detective? Are you too busy staring at this Phantom thief?"
"P-phantom thief..?"
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"Oh? Do you not WANT to catch me..?"
"That's okay! A criminal has gotta get away somehow! "
He stared at me as he grabbed hand-cuffs, and looked at me as if asking for consent.
I have no idea..
I mean, sure I'm not completely ready for something like that yet, let alone with Ouma..
But at the same time..
I might die before I get the chance....What am I saying? It's probably just my teenage brain fooling me again.
But for some reason.. I feel happy that Ouma asked at all..Does that mean I like him? I'm honestly not sure..
Without thinking, I swiftly nodded my head.
Well.. You are too far gone Shuichi.. Just calm down. It's gonna be okay if you relax.. I mean, this is better than the killing game, so why should i complain anyway?Part of me wished he didnt see me nod my head, but of course, he did.
( SORRY IT ENDED SO SOON WITH SUCH A CLIFF-HANGER- IF YOU GUYS WANT A PART 2, LET ME KNOW! )
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