Chains (Servant Nagito X Reader)

Chapter 18: Deep Fried

A.N: Trigger Warning!
This chapter contains many brutal scenarios of violence, strong language and cannibalism. Viewer discretion is advised. Otherwise, enjoy!

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"You're back. Finally!"
Subject 11A56 was sitting on the terrace as Kamakura told me he would be. He looked the same the last few months prior I had seen him, except he looked much happier. His hair had gotten longer, he didn't wear his leash as the W.O.H weren't in the castle.

"I didn't eat your portions. Come along, it's getting dark."

I hesitated, but man next to me nudged me on the shoulder once Subject's back was turned, whispering "play along." through gritted teeth.

The both of us sat down in a circle, and each took a sugar-coated pastry.

"You're eating with us, Master Kamakura..." The lanky male looked like he were about to swoon in joy.
"Fortune smiles upon me today! Isn't that right, Y/N?"

"Er...right." I consented, feeling Kamakura's steely gaze on the side of my neck.

"Is something wrong? Did you two argue?"

"Yes...a small argument." I added quickly.

"Are you sure?" He placed his hand on top of my head and ran it down my hair. I itched to shrug out of his touch but Kamakura would probably assassinate me if I broke character.

"Yes...I'm sure."
I took another bite of the sweet confectionery and pondered furiously why I had to pretend to be intimate with him.

"Your voice...it's become different. Do you have a cold? Shall I get cough syrup or-?"

"I'm fine. Seriously." I dismissed, choking down the pastry in one large gulp. I stood up off the floor, unsure of how much of his overly affectionate behaviour I could handle.

I barged inside my own room and found two girls- one with fiery red hair and freckles, and another girl with long, plum colored hair cut evenly in a lot of places talking and laughing.

I almost fell back through the door. Realisation felt like running into a brick wall.

These were two of the Remnants of Despair.

My breath was clogging up, I supported myself up by leaning against a pillar, staring at the both of those monsters. When I looked down, I saw five other people seated on the living room couch telling me everything about them that I needed to know.

This place, this place was crawling with filth...

"Are you okay, Y/N?" The redhead feigned concern and moved towards me.
The cheek of her, to pretend to be all humane and kind-

I got into the right stance, preparing to break her arm if she got any closer-

But my arm was grabbed by a vice-like grip and I was led away by the man who had revived me out of mental suspension.

"What are you doing?!" I snarled, struggling to break free. Once again, I was dragged into his room and locked up with him inside.

"You're a Remnant too, aren't you? I suppose some of my colleagues are hunting you down, right at this very moment..."

"Can you be quiet?"

"No, I will not be quiet if you intend on meddling with my mission-"

"I'm helping your ungrateful entity, that's why I brought you back," he replied, frowning. "You have to forcefully get along with these people so you can escape tomorrow, at midnight."