Danganronpa 2+V3 imagine/shorts/one-shots collection

Gundham x Ultimate Pickpocket

· The Super High School Level Pickpocket, Gundham had heard such a person had joined the school, but in a different class. He didn't pay them much mind. True, he probably should have at least tried to figure out what such a person looked like, but he was the Supreme Overlord of Ice, he could take care of himself!

· ...Or so he thought. He didn't know how, or where but he was missing several items! He knew he must have been pickpocketed; he had searched everywhere but found no sign of his items anywhere. Thankfully nothing of great importance was taken like his wallet, but one was his Hell Hound earring, gosh damn it, he was rather miffed by the whole situation. He ran around, trying to find any clue as to the Pickpocket's identity, but it seemed no one knew, not even anyone in the class they supposedly were in. "Let me guess, they stole something from you? Why else would anyone look for them?" "Hmm?" There you were, sitting in the corner of the room, tinkering with some tools, metals wire, and gems. "Certainly, that is the case." You laughed before returning to your work garnering the lord's fury . "What might you find so entertaining in another's misery!?" You placed a hand over your mouth, trying and failing to stifle your laughter, only making red flush across the Overlord's face. It seemed he was about to yell something when you swiftly cut him off. "Sorry, sorry, but you have some really funny expres- expressi-" You howled with laughter, falling out of your seat in the process a loud thud echoing through the room. "I need not take this!" Gundham stomped out of the room before you could say more.

· It was a bothersome day, and having ran around for most of it, not gaining any leads Gundham thought it may be best to get some rest and return to his search tomorrow. He immediately trotted over to the bathroom, getting a makeup remover wipe to clean himself off. Then in bafflement he couldn't help but just stare at the mirror. There on his ear was the Hell Hound earring! As well as some paper? It was sticking out of his school uniform. "Hello sir. Too bad, seems you didn't catch me, but I had fun nonetheless! I would like to apologize though for I had underestimated you. I didn't believe you'd notice so soon. I find the best way to learn about people is through their items, what they carry on them, and how well cared for such things are. You seem like a very interesting person. I hope to get to know you better soon! ~Ultimate Pickpocket"

· Gundham's mind sputtered, having no clue as to how to react. Annoyed they thought this a mere game? Intrigued that a person operated in such a way to get to know others, he just... placed the note away, too exhausted to think much more of it and the final line's implications.

· It was about a week or so later when they had struck again. At first Gundham panicked, but then recalled that note. Again, the item wasn't much of importance, so he decided to pretend he didn't care at all. By the time he had returned to his dorm, once again his items had been returned, along with another note. "I can understand the charm of scratches and dents in jewelry, but if you want them to last you could take care of them. Your silver rings, have you thought about wearing them more often? Silver deteriorate in oxygen, but bodily oils can act as a layer of protection for them, so wearing them often is enough to care for them. For most of your other pieces, occasionally wiping them with jewelry polish should be enough. Now I can't help but wonder how you can afford real silver on an animal breeder's salary, even if you are the best at what you do. I look forward to seeing if you take my advice or not! ~Ultimate Pickpocket"

· It hadn't been long, but Gundham had already noticed the difference in his silver rings being able to last longer. "I'm sure you'll perceive it from even a distance, but your words held true. For an imp you seem to be well intentioned. Is knowing my personage truly all you wish to inquire though? And what of I? I only get sparse messages, what may I attain in return?" He kept his own note in his pocket, hoping the thief would take it, and that they did. Upon returning to his dorm he found a note was once again left with his items, but there was something else as well, a small magnifying glass. Opening the note, something fell out, a folded-up picture of a guinea pig. It had snow white fur but a large dark brown and black spot cover both it's eyes. "I speak the language of items; you speak the language of animals other than man. In return for getting to know you, I'll allow you to get to know me. And so, I introduce you to my partner in crime, Bandit, named after the mask imprinted over her eyes to protect her TRUE identity! She is but one of my many animal companions. I realize taking care of life is something to not lightly partake in so, I ask, would you be interested in meeting Bandit when next I feel like getting to know you, and return your items? ~Ultimate Pickpocket"

· And that was how Gundham had begun to chat with the Ultimate Pickpocket, and also take care of their companions for a few days on occasion. First it was the guinea pig, next a husky, another time it was a cat, another a few hermit crabs or a lizard. They were all so lovingly cared for, even spoiled, some refusing to eat unless it was a specific brand or demanding treats at certain times.

· Some time later was when Gundham had finally met his friendly imp. As he was returning to his dorm, he was confused to see the Husky was not lazing by his door, eating something. However, there was a knocked over dish, food spilling out. "Heel, stop! Come pack! Please!" And he heard yelling. Following it, he found a figure almost familiar, desperately trying to drag the pup out of a fountain by the leash. "Nooooooo, get out! I need to dry you off so you don't soak his dorm you silly butt!" By the time Gundham had gotten near, the dog tackled the figure to the ground before shaking the water off. Then he heard it, that unmistakable laughter. "So it's you!?" You looked to him, and just stared as he pointed at you before you burst out laughing again. "Y-your face- You have the best reactions!" After what seemed to be half an hour at least, you shakily got up, wiping the tears from your eyes. "Uh, gu-guess I should intr-introduce myself." You stood up, clearing your throat, trying to repress your giggles. "I'm Y/N, the Super High School Level Appraiser, but you already know I like calling myself the Ultimate Pickpocket."

· The pair of you had a rather unconventional relationship. You were not close often, but you were still able to build a bond, and over time came near one another more and more. You were both rather indirect which alleviated the pressure of being in a romantic relationship. Gundham always found his heart skipping a beat when he'd accidentally come across some note or gift in his clothing throughout the day. You adored how he could give your beloved companions the love they deserved when you were too busy with work.

· Sometimes through your work you'd run into some strange items and would offer a few to Gundham, wondering if they'd be good for animal care. With how stealthy you were being able to seemingly turn invisible or blend into your environment like a chameleon, you'd occasionally assist Gundham in his work like when approaching an injured animal in order to help it. With your vastly differing skill sets you both did whatever you could to assist the other.

· The pair of you were a rather odd pair, but you compliment one another, and couldn't want for anyone else.