Alcohol Spills [BYAKUYA TOGAMI X READER]

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He chuckles at me.

"Perceptive girl. Follow me to the bar and make me a drink, then i'll tell you all you need to know.:

With that he turns away from the scene of the crime and walks away, expecting me to follow him.

This death was brutal is all i can tell you.

I follow shortly behind him as he leads me to the bar.

"Make me a whiskey coke."

I roll my eyes and scan my E-Handbook into the entry and I enter behind the bar.

"I make, you talk. Or else youre getting nothing."

Byakuya scoffs and crosses his arms, but proceeds to speak anyway.

"I have reason to believe there's a murderer amongst us." He speaks.

"Yeah, no shit, we are currently trapped in a killing game."

"You know full well thats not what I mean. Theres a serial killer here."

"So? What does Chihiro's death have anything to do with you?"

"I want to pry the serial killer out."

He proceeds to explain to me the story of Genocide Jack. I hadn't heard of it before but it sure sounds like some comic book villain.

"I have reason to believe it's Fukawa you see, she appears timid and shy, but she cannot be trusted. She spends an... uncomfortable amount of time with me and needless to say shes obsessed. I digress, I set up the murder to look like a victim of Genocide Jack's. I need you to go along with it at the trial. Follow my lead and things will run smoothly."

"How do I know this isn't an elaborate plan to cover the fact you committed the murder?"

"Don't be absurd. I wouldn't have told you otherwise. Youre smart..."

"You really think so? I dont think anyone else does."

He nods.

"It doesnt mean i like you, bartender. I just have my reservations of you. I fear you may be useful to me in future."

"And why do you think I'll be loyal to you?"

"Because I know your secret. And i know for a fact, you cannot afford for it to be public information."

Wha-

"I don't have any secrets-"

"Now thats a lie. We all were present for Monokuma's motive."

He smirks pompously.

"I changed my mind, it seems I dont want that drink after all. Not as if you actually were making it in the first place."

He immediately gets up from the stool and leaves the bar. My jaw is quite honestly down to the floor.

What secret does he know?

He cant know.

He cant know!

Its impossible he knows!

Its impossible.

He knows.