{Kaito's pov}
"Is that what you said to Gonta?" Maki accused in a cold tone."But-"
"Maybe I should just kill you instead. I mean it's not like anyone would miss you." I looked at Oma, expecting him usual 'It's a lie' but instead he just looked to the ground for a moment and then ran off.
"Hey Maki-roll. . .what if he was being serious. ." I asked. It was a very out of character reaction. I had never seen Oma act that way before.
Maki looked at me and sighed.
"He's a lier, Kaito," she stated nonchalantly before walking off.
{Shuichi's pov}
Everything was going according to plan so far. Oma running off and telling people was only step one. Of course the higher ups didn't approve of what I was doing, but what are they going to do about it. Yeah I had blended and broke some rules, but can you blame me? Oma is just so perfect.
Rule 46:
The mastermind is to have no real connections with the characters of danganronpa. This is to prevent attachment so that the killing game may proceed as planned.The most useless rule in the whole book, I thought. So what I liked Oma? Just because he doesn't die doesn't mean the killing game is ruined! Byakuya Togami was the antagonist of the 1st ever killing game and he was a survivor.
I broke away from my thoughts and looked at the cameras. The only person Oma hadn't visited yet was shirogane. Yet instead of going to her, he just took himiko's spot and started playing with flowers like she had been.
Giving up? That's really weird. . .I thought to myself. I myself, had helped write every character in the season. They should be predictable. But I was wrong. My flawless plan had a flaw. No. I can just change the plan. Easy.
{A/N}
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Mastermind Shuichi x Kokichi || post game and in game au
FanfictionBased on a reality I created where Shuichi is the mastermind and he's in love with Kokichi. Basically the killing game ends and he takes Kokichi with him and they join junko and the remnants. Also nagito and Kokichi become best friends -------- My...