The killing game was over. It was finally over.
Out of the sixteen students, only three remained. Maki Harukawa, Himiko Yumeno and Shuichi Saihara.
All Shuichi wants is a second chance to save everyone who died. To do things differently, to do thi...
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"S-Shumai?~ Nishishi, are you a-alright?" He was seeming to be serious but really the whole situation was making him laugh.
In return, Shuichi rolled his eyes, putting a hand to his head in order to relieve the pounding headache that was beginning to swell in the centre of his forehead. This whole scenario wasn't particularly funny to him, and he was not in the mood anymore.
Slowly but surely he hauled himself up off the ground, ignoring the question from the other male. His head really did hurt now so he needed to make himself at least look a little decent if he was going to see Kirumi. But honestly, he was simply embarrassed.
"Shuichi~ Come onnnnnnnnn, it wasn't that bad, but just come back to bed, have some fun with me~" Kokichi was almost taunting him now, his voice no less that teasing but with a little slyness to his tone. "Don't get yourself in a rut, I made an effort this time!"
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The detective was having none of it. Kokichi had introduced the idea as a sort of celebration for their non-engagement, it was a childish idea but Shuichi accepted straight away, giving into his less than rational side for the first time in a while. Yet the scenario had backfired when he fell off the bed backwards, thwacking his head heavily against the floor.
"Kirumi did warn me that I shouldn't do any vigorous exercise, so I should opt to head over to her now. God forbid if she questions what happened, I'd be truly embarrassed to tell her." He murmured out, reaching out to collect his shirt from the floor and beginning to button it up, fumbling each button due to the embarrassment still dwelling in his head.
