Saviour

The Neo World Program Part Three

   Balancing the tray in one hand, he uses the other to pull the door shut as he stares down at the tied-up mess on the floor. His eyes narrow as he nudges Komaeda with the toe of his shoe.

   "Well, well, well. . .How the turntables. . ." He snickers.

   Even though Komaeda didn't currently have his memories, Hinata could still have his revenge for what happened at Hope's Peak. Besides, this version of Komaeda Nagito deserves to be punished anyway. . .He's the perfect person to take out his emotions on due to the World Ender and Traitor rumors (about him and Future Foundation) from over at the ruins earlier.

   "H-. . .Hinata-kun, what are you doing?" He asks cautiously.

   "Oh, looking to see how tightly tied up you are," He hums, "Souda-kun and Nidai-kun seemed to have done a pretty good job, wouldn't you agree?"

   Komaeda tries to look away, willing his cheeks not to go pink. Hinata should not seem so hot like this!

   "W-Well, yeah, these ropes are really boring into my skin. I can barely move." He responds shakily.

   "Is that so?" He begins circling Komaeda at a lenient pace, "Hungry, are you? Me too. It's a good thing I brought this food with me, I'd hate to starve to death, all tied up alone. . ."

   He pauses right in Komaeda's eyesight and takes a bite of toast, not breaking eye contact for even a second. 

   'This is not hot,' The lucky boy chants to himself, 'This is not hot, please-'

   "What are you thinking about, Komaeda-kun?" The brunet asks innocently, "Did you. . .Did you want some? You want me to feed you, don't you? It makes you seem inhuman to gnaw at it from the ground with your hands bound behind you, isn't it?" He sinks to his feet in front of him, holding the opposite end of the toast out to him, "Come on, eat it."

   Komaeda sighs, stretching his neck forward and chomping it at the bread, Hinata yanking it back and holding it just out of reach at the last second, to the luckster's dismay. 

   "Say please." Hinata teases.

   Komaeda sighs and smiles tiredly. "Please, Hinata-sama, from your hope-filled hands please feed my unworthy body! I am not even fit to be the dirt you walk on, let alone-"

   "Stop," Hinata groans, drawing out the syllable for far too long, "I was teasing you, you weren't supposed to start doing it back," He holds the toast back out to him but this time he doesn't take it away, "Rude."

   "Apologies, Hinata-kun," Komaeda mumbles around half-chewed food, "But really, thank you for taking the time out of your busy day to feed me, I owe you a lot. Especially considering-"

   "It's fine. . ."

   "By the way, I heard about Twilight Syndrome Murder Case was it?"

   "H-How do you know about that?!"

   "Anyways, what happened to Mahiru? Did she leave saying she had some sort of important business she had to tend to? Anyways, it's not much of our concern, but I really think you all should confront the game. After all, Hope springs only when you confront Despair. . ."

   "Enough," Hinata growls, "I will take the rest of your food and walk out the door."

   Komaeda smiles back at him. "Sorry, sorry, I'll be good, forgive me."

   Hinata frowns worriedly down at his beloved Servant. ". . .Seriously, are those ropes and chains that tight? This can't be humane. It must hurt a lot. . ."