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tsumugi shirogane:
you know you had a good nap when you wake up with clothing marks all over your body if ykwim!!
i know this was totally weird and off topic, i havent even had a nap yet today
but it sure is a fun shower thought!
kaede akamatsu:
bro there has just been a kidnapping tf you doing goofy aah
tsumugi shirogane:
OMG WHAT?? LEMME BACKREAD
HOLY SHIT
WAIT WHAT
HE
kaede akamatsu:
YEAH UM SO
we r at kokichi's place helping him calm down
tsumugi shirogane:
omg i hope he feels better soon, tell him i wish him the best!! 🥺
kaede akamatsu:
If you want you can come over to his place with us. you just gotta sneak in through his bedroom window so his parents dont catch us.
tsumugi shirogane:
i wish i could. sadly my mum is making me bake cookies for a charity at my grandmum's elderly living residency.
kaede akamatsu:
if you need help u can let us know and we can go help at your place when we're finished here.
tsumugi shirogane:
i dont think i'll need help since i only have a few batches left but tysm bestie!
rantaro amami:
guys
guys
kaede akamatsu:
what?
rantaro amami:
korekiyo's phone number isn't working anymore. its out of circulation.
kaede akamatsu:
tf does that mean?
rantaro amami:
when someone dies, their phone number is taken out of circulation and then given to someone else.
kaede akamatsu:
WAIT WHAT
rantaro amami:
i think that either A, his parents think he's dead and therefore deactivated his # or B, v3 deactivated it somehow to prevent him from being able to contact anyone
tsumugi shirogane:
woah. that's terrifying.
kaede akamatsu:
no kidding. but it could prove to be useful in the future- if this happens to shuichi's number, we'll know that v3 is behind this.
tsumugi shirogane:
it's like a really morbid mouseketool.
rantaro amami:
once again, stay safe, everyone.
. . . . . .
tenko slammed her fork into the peas that sat on her plate.
none of the peas were pierced by the fork, however. they just rolled off of her plate because peas are stupid like that.
"ugh ugh, ugh!," she shouted. "why did we all get involved in this creepy v3 thing? we're highschoolers!"
Ryoma sighed, taking a bite out of the almond cake that he had bought. "Maybe it was just destined to be like this. like- no matter what we could have done, getting stuck in this situation was inevitable."
"woah. deep. anyway- what do we do? what if i'm next?," tenko panicked.
"calm down, sis, its ok," ryoma reassured. "we aren't exactly a part of the "main group." like, shuichi, kokichi, kaede- those guys are like the core of our friend group. it makes sense shuichi was taken. and korekiyo isn't exactly a core member, but he's still closer to being one than us. again- it all adds up."
"no offence mate, but i feel that you would be, well, a bigger part of the group, if you actually texted before the conversation ends?," tenko suggested.
"but my way of texting is funnier. Let me go send something random in the chat right now. but what? hm."
while ryoma was deep in thought, tenko stood up and went to put her ikea meal in the depository area.
she made it to the metal racks where she was supposed to place her tray.
as she put her tray on one of the racks, a boy with white- no, silver- hair had bumped into her.
while tenko remained unharmed, the boy had fallen over and onto his tailbone.
tenko slammed the tray into the rack and turned to help the boy up.
"are you ok?," she asked, reaching out a hand for him to take.
the boy rubbed his head. "uh. yeah. sorry for the bother."
"what were you doing over here?," tenko asked. "you don't seem to be carrying a plate that needs to be put away."
the boy looked at the floor. "um. not much. i was just, ah, walking to a table. my friend got here early and already got food for the both of us."
tenko smiled. "i understand that!"
she then noticed that the boy was grabbing something from underneath one of the racks. she assumed it had gotten there when he had fallen.
as the object was pulled out into the light of the ikea restaurant, it became clearer to tenko what this item was.
a camera lens from a video recorder.
how odd.
tenko watched as the boy dusted off the lens and ran away.
how suspicious.
tenko decided to observe him for a bit longer.
the boy walked over to a table where a woman with pink hair was seated. the woman handed him a video camera, and the boy attached the lens that he had dropped previously.
wait a minute- something was off about this camera. tenko just knew it. but she needed to get closer to it in order to make sure her suspicions were valid.
tenko decided to make it seem like she was getting a drink. she made a loop around the dining area in order to pass the table that the boy and the woman were seated at.
she caught a quick glance at the camera before heading over to the drink bar.
tenko's distrust of the boy was affirmed.
the camera had a v3 logo on its side.
tenko pretended to pour a drink before running back to ryoma.
"i finally did it- the perfect nonsense text!," ryoma announced. "it says "clam chowder." how nonsensical!"
"ryoma, we have bigger issues," tenko urged, panic in her voice, "that boy sitting at the other end of this ikea restaurant is working for v3."
ryoma turned around and noticed the white haired boy that tenko had interacted with earlier.
"oh yeah. that's that keebo boy that the others were talking about," ryoma remarked. "we'd better get out of here."
"yeah, but what if they're stalking us? if they trail us and find out where we live, we'll be doomed," tenko grumbled. "we need to keep them as far away from us as possible."
"true. i say we throw them off," ryoma muttered. "an ikea is like a maze- surely if we enter said maze, we can lose em."
tenko nodded in agreement. "then let's go! operation: distract v3 in an ikea is a go!"
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eating tater tots with knives || pregame ndrv3 chatfic
Fanfiction'' i am going to wear my pant-alonies backwards. '' ⇒ i do not own any characters ⇐ a pregame v3 chatfic. contains cussing. ships: ⇒ saiouma ⇒ amaguji ⇒ kaemaki ⇒ tsumiu
