✔️More Than a Game (Oumasai/Saiouma)

37- Lost in the choice

Saihara's POV:
"You registered yourself in a killing game, and you're telling me you're gay?!" my uncle exclaims in fury. I want to tell him, no, I'm bisexual, but I knew it wasn't the right time.

I want to run away. I want to run back to Kokichi. I don't want to hear him.

"Hmph, and not just that, you stayed at another's house for months?! What kind of person could tolerate you for that long, hm? You must have bribed them." He continues to criticize me.

Go go go go go...

I continue to think of that one word and try not to listen to what my uncle says. I need to go. I have to go.

I run.

"Where do you think you're going, you little bastard!?" he yells, running to me. I'm easily faster then him, my breathing quickening as I try to escape. Why did I have this kind of life? What had I done so wrong to get this? I don't want it. I don't want any of it.

I just wanted to escape. I was running back in the direction of Ouma's neighborhood, but my uncle would easily catch me if I simply sprinted to his house. I'm sure he already knows where it is anyway. Who else lives in the same neighborhood...

Kiibo.

But where's the house? I didn't know. Ouma had the address. It was in the house somewhere, as I remember he had the address of all the killing game participants. But still, that meant I had to go into his house if I were to get it. The chance was risky, but I had to take it.

As soon as I saw Ouma's house in my view, I sprinted to the front door as I fished out my key from my pocket. I opened up the door and quickly locked it as I watched my uncle's figure get closer and closer. He was going to be here soon. Fuckfuckfuckfuck-

Found it.

The post-it with Iruma's address, which is where Kiibo was staying, since he didn't really have biological parents, I guess. It wasn't too far, I think I'd be able to-

Knock knock!

I can't go out the front door, since uncle's there. This game wasn't fair from the start, he had obviously had the advantage. I knew there was a back door, but-

Knock knock!

The loud knocking reminded me of my limited time. I knew I couldn't just stay here. I can't wait for it. The back door was probably the only way to get out at the time.I ran with the address in my hand out the back door, unlocking it quietly so Uncle didn't hear. After doing that, I trotted behind the house next to Ouma's. Thank God I was out of view from him. Quietly, I remembered. I needed to be quiet.

I continued to walk behind houses in this manner until I notice the right address for Kiibo's house. I ring the doorbell, praying that someone would answer before my uncle got me. I ring it again, and I finally I see Iruma answer it. She looks annoyed at my appearance, but that was nothing new. Besides, I wasn't here for her. I wasn't really here for Kiibo either. That's when I realize the parts didn't add up at all.

Ouma should'be been at his house whenever I got the post it with the address. But why didn't I see him then? Was he upstairs, and he didn't acknowledge my appearance? Truth be told, he was probably still mad at me because of the fight we had earlier, but I still found myself skeptical. But then again, where would he be if he wasn't at his house? His mom shops for him, and school's out so I doubt it would be either of those two. If he did leave, he would've left a note too. I don't remember seeing a note, but that's probably because I was panicking at the time and only looking for the address.