My Ultimate Supreme Roommate (Oumasai)

Chapter 1

"Saihara-channnnn, I'm hooome!" He was always like this... Loud, obnoxious and never really cared if he was impolite to people. Unfortunately, I happened to be his roommate, so I got plenty of that personality to last me for weeks...

"Ouma-kun, you're back..." the disappointment was clear in my voice, but he didn't seem to care, as usual. I was just reading one of my novels, quite close to finishing it. I got the culprit all figured out, but I wanted to see if my guess was actually right. But now that he's here...

"Aww... You don't look too happy... Do you... h-hate me, Saihara-chan??" And there it was again, he had a habit of over exaggerating his feelings like this, confusing everyone in the process. Of course, I've gotten used to it...

"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!" I can't believe he's doing this again... It's the third time this week... I've really gotten tired of this. Maybe I should talk to him about it, but I doubt he'll listen...

"I'll... go take a walk." I could barely put the novel down, since my curiosity was eating away at me. Even so, I don't think he'll just let me do that, judging by how he reacted when he got to the apartment.

"Eeh?? Did you really believe it, Saihara-chan? Did you forget that I'm a liar?" I didn't forget... how could I possibly forget when he does this all the time?? I need to get some fresh air away from this guy... "Saihara-chaaaan, look at me when I'm speaking to you." ...I reluctantly comply. He walks even closer to me and I get slightly nervous. I didn't know what he was capable of... I only knew that his talent was that of the 'Ultimate Supreme Leader' as chosen by the government, which was pretty sketchy. I couldn't really find any other information about him... Now I made myself even more nervous.

"Hey... Let's play a game. It's going to be reaaaally fun." His voice had now gone deep, a tone he doesn't use very often. He wore his same usual cocky smirk, but this one felt a bit different... It wasn't pleasant.

"W-what do you want to play...?" I couldn't help but start off with a stutter. It's not my fault he emitted this mischievous aura that unsettled me...

"Hmmm... Why don't you choose, my beloved Saihara-chan?" How could he say things like that without making things awkward?? Honestly, he was truly something else... It would've been better though if he had been a character from some game or anime, because in real life it's troublesome to be around someone like him. But since he said I could choose anything I want...

"Why don't we try... the silence game?"

"Nishishi~ I knew you'd want to play that game. I will win, no matter what! So be sure to listen to a little request of mine after I do, okaaaaaay?" ...He surely can't win, right? He never shuts up, so I must win, right?

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I was wrong. Our day consisted of silently staring at each other while doing chores; sometimes he flashed me a cute little smile, trying to look all innocent. He knew he was frustrating me and he enjoyed every second of it. I couldn't really tell him anything either, so if he did something stupid, like he always does, I'd have to lose the game. I really don't want to fulfill that 'little' request of his... He planned this, didn't he? I should have seen this coming...

No matter how much I wanted to, now was not the time to feel disappointed in myself. I had to be careful around Ouma-kun, he's unpredictable. He was watching TV silently, a miraculous sight; maybe I should play this game with him more. His expression was unreadable from a glance, but maybe if I looked for a bit longer...

And of course, he has to notice I was staring at his face. He smirked mischievously, unnaturally so. The intense gaze he was giving me made a shiver run down my spine. He was looking at me... longingly? I don't understand... If he can even fake that he is one dangerous person...

I went back to studying, pretending that didn't happen. But being the person he is, he refused to take that as a sign to stop. He got up, coming closer and closer to me. I kept my eyes fixed on the book, not wanting to make eye contact with him. He's getting even closer, what am I supposed to do??

There he is... Right next to me... It seems he's looking in my book. I was studying for my career as a detective, so I'm not really sure how much that interests him. He'll go away eventually...

That's what I told myself, but he didn't. He was right there, reading with me, right behind my shoulder. I could even feel his warm breath on my neck; it made me feel very uncomfortable. I couldn't tell him to stop, could I? I'll just go somewhere else... But wherever I went, on the couch, the kitchen, even my room, he'd follow right behind me, breathing noisily as to annoy me more. I really wished I could tell him to stop, why did I choose this game...? Why didn't I think of the consequences? I greatly underestimated Ouma-kun and now I deeply regret it.

Huh...? He left now...? He's not behind my back anymore that's for sure, but I didn't notice him leave. Cautiously, I looked around me. The short boy was nowhere in sight. Did he hide somewhere...? I should find him before he does whatever he planned.

"UWAAAH!" I felt two hands tightly grasp the sides of my waist, scaring me more than they should have. The person released their grip and as I turned I was welcomed by the same usual cocky grin... Now sweating profusely, I pressed a palm to my chest in order to calm myself down and sighed deeply.

"...You win, alright? You win." After that, it was silent. I didn't know why he wasn't saying anything; was it not supposed to go this way for him? He won in the end, what else does he want?

"...Saihara-chan, it's boring if you give up that easily. But I should have expected that from someone like you! Teehee, now it's time to fulfill my request... My darling, are you curious? Oh, you must be hella curious! So I'm gonna say it nooooww... Get ready..." I'm not ready at all. What does he want me to do? I'm worried it might be something preposterous... But I never really know with Ouma-kun, do I? He could ask me to bring him a Panta bottle from the fridge for all I know.

"C'mere and give your Supreme Leader a hug! Or else, I'm gonna have to send my organization to get you! Nishishi~, that won't end well, so ya better comply!" ...A hug? That's... a lot better than what I was imagining. It might be simple, but there's always a possibility that I could mess it up.

"I g-guess I can do that..." He spread his arms wide expectantly. Since he was significantly shorter than me, I realized the hug would be a little awkward and could be interpreted as something else... I'm glad we're the only ones here, but at the same time I'm concerned.

I hesitatingly put my arms around his small body, discovering that he was even tinier that he seemed. He always wore this weird suit that looked like a straightjacket for some reason, clearly a bit too big for him. He was nuzzling his head in my chest, seeming to enjoy this. I couldn't help but feel uncomfortable, holding someone like this felt unnatural to me. I kept on hugging, despite my mental protesting; I didn't want him to get upset and make me do something even more ridiculous.

"You know, Saihara-chan... I really like you." What...? I didn't know how to respond. My brain just froze, along with my whole body. We hadn't known each other for long, how was it possible? Plus, why would he choose to like his roommate, of all people??

He pulled back suddenly, startling me. I disliked this about him, along with many other things... "Of course, I'm just kidding! Did you really believe a liar like me would say that honestly...? That's really funny, Saihara-chan!" This guy...

"...If that's all you wanted, I'll go back to studying. Have a good evening." I turned my back to him and he didn't bother to say anything more, surprisingly. My evening progressed peacefully and for once, I could finally sleep.

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Happy birthday Author_Kokichi, hope you like it