ɓựʈʈɵɲʂ ɲ' ʂʈɨʈɕɦɛʂ || Oumasai

Its a deal!

A/N: very awkward (kinda) nsfw stuff. pls be warned I was so embarrassed writing the first part... 

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For the rest of that night, Kokichi was just... thinking.
About nothing in particular. Actually, that's a lie. He's actually been narrating the entirety of the killing game so far in his perspective.
Trying to get his thought off of the mastermind.

So far, it's working! Kind of!

Kokichi Ouma... The Ultimate Supreme leader! As he fights with his inner struggles of a possible alliance with a cute detective, the mastermind conflicts within their love story with a mystery greater than the unknown!
Join the dashingly cute boy and his prince in a story about... Well, mostly death.

Kokichi frowned, growing guilty at the thought already. Kaede seemed to overflow his mind.
Maybe a bit too much for his liking. To be honest, 70% of his liking of Kaede comes from trying to understand Shuichi more.
He didn't even dare think about a certain avocado-haired male.

The purple-haired leader stared at his bedsheets, trying to distract his mind from the obvious. Maybe I could...
Suddenly, his face turned red. Redder than he ever imagined he could be. Maybe he was secretly a tomato!
No!! Ew!!! Why would I ever do that? He thought, whimpering and punching the sheets.
That's disgusting..!! Although... I guess it is normal if you're stressed. Miu did tell me that... jerking off was a great stress reliever. What if Shuichi's up? Is he? Oh god, is he?!

Instead of thinking about jerkin' off, Kokichi was now fanboying over the detective, squealing into his pillow like a 13 yr old vsco girl at a sleepover.

knock knock knock.

The supreme leader stiffened, shutting the hell up and holding the pillow to his face. Tightly.
What a scare that was!
To Kokichi, it was more than just a scare. What if somebody was going to kill him if he opened the door?
That would be paradise, but also hell at the same time.
What if it was Shuichi?

Kokichi remained silent and completely still, even silencing his breathing. He strained to hear any signs of movement or life on the other side.
Nothing.

"ahaha... I'm just hallucinating..." He said out loud, holding his head with a strained, panicked smile. "Yeah... I think maybe now is the time I go to sleep. It's already past nighttime, after all."

knock knock knock.

IM NOT HALLUCINATING— Kokichi internally screamed as he almost fell out of the bed, heading for the door instinctively.
It's fine. It's probably Kaito or something, telling me to shut up. But the walls are soundproof... he'll probably tell me to shut up for fun. That sounds like something he would do!
Full of hope, yes he was actually hoping to see Kaito tell him to shut up, he opened the door, giving his large, dumb smile as soon as he did.

His smile dropped the instant it came. That's not Kaito.
In fact...
"Who the fu—"
The purple leader was suddenly forced back, unable to see what hit him. The door silently flew shut, locking in the process.
I'm gonna get murdered, I knew it!! Kokichi widened his eyes in surprise and opened his mouth to scream, shout, anything to get attention so he doesn't get killed instantly.

But as soon as he did, he felt a tight, leather-like substance wrap around his mouth.
He reached his hands up to try and force it off.. But it didn't work.
Kokichi kicked, tried to scream, tried to at least give the murderer a tough time before giving up.
That was to no avail. In fact, he already got tired after 5 minutes of doing it.

Tears streamed down Kokichi's face, onto the bed. I don't wanna die just yet. I want to kiss Shuichi one more time, I wanna help find the mastermind.. I wanna get my plan through, I wanna leave this place! Please, whoever you are.. if you can tell what I'm thinking, don't kill me!! He sobbed, unable to speak.