What if it Repeated? (Oumasai/Saiouma)

Chapter 39- Bread

AN: I seriously debated about just calling this chapter something normal but I decided "bread" was better 😎😎😎

Bread hadn't been a good idea, at least on its own. It would have been fine if he had gotten something with it, but having it plain became increasingly difficult the further he made his way down the contents of the bag. The only good thing that could be said about it was that it was sustenance.

Shuuichi scavenged around the bottom of the bag and tore off a large chunk of bread, taking the chance to glance at the clock. Nearly 1. What was everyone up to? Would they be looking around the school at this moment? Had Monotaro followed through with his request yet? He let out a sigh and fell back onto his bed with a resounding thump. This was agony. What the hell was he supposed to do for hours on end. It felt like everything was going smoothly enough without his help.

He rolled over onto his stomach and buried his face in the sheets and closed his eyes. Maybe sleeping away the day would be his best option. He still felt exhausted from the night prior so sleep was sounding quite inviting. How could last night have ended so badly. Kaito, his first good friend he had made in this mess, had choked him. Despised him. It was unlikely that he and Kaito would ever be able to get along healthily in this reality. Kaito's ego and pride wouldn't allow him to suddenly forgive Shuuichi for supposedly putting everyone in the killing game. Shuuichi was going to have to live with that.

It was unlikely he was going to be able to be friends with anyone due to these circumstances. Everyone would most likely be thinking the same way as Kaito even if they didn't act out like him. He willed himself to think of nothing in the hopes that it would help nod him off to sleep. He couldn't quite be sure if he had actually fallen asleep or not, but the sound of rapping on his front door brought him out of his stupor.

He jerked up and stared at the door. He may have just imagined it. He narrowed his eyes at the door as if daring it to make another noise. A couple of seconds passed in silence and Shuuichi sank back down into the covers. His subconscious must be playing tricks on him. He shouldn't expect anyone to knock on his door. If he was in the reversed situation he knew he wouldn't be knocking on the masterminds door. Suddenly there was another knock and Shuuichi flinched horribly. He had definitely heard it that time.

He cautiously picked himself up and made his way to the door, peering curiously through the keyhole. He was glad the rooms were soundproofed because he wouldn't have much liked Kokichi to hear him curse loudly- even if it was in surprise. What was he doing here? Why would he come and visit him? This was absurd! Taking a deep breath, he opened the door and stared out at the boy who- when he saw Shuuichi staring back at him- grinned broadly.

"Howdy!" Kokichi said with in incline of the head as if he was tipping an imaginary hat to him.
"Hi," Shuuichi replied anxiously. What was he to expect from this visit. The chances were almost 0 that this was going to be a leisurely chat. "...is there something you needed?" He added when it seemed Kokichi had no interest in adding to his greeting.
"Yep! Can I come in?" Shuuichi obliged and moved to the side, allowing Kokichi to walk passed. "Hey think fast." Shuuichi turned quickly and managed to catch the object thrown to him surprisingly easily. He glanced at it and then back at Kokichi with raised eyebrows.
"You're giving me this?" Kokichi cocked his head and looked at him in innocent confusion,
"No, I just wanted to throw it at you."  Shuuichi could hear the joking in his tone and gave him a tilted sort of smile.

"It might be poisoned y'know," Kokichi's grin widened as he eyed the bottle with what seemed to be anticipation, "we did just gain access to a whole lot of them in your lab. Maybe I should try some first." His eyes flicked back up to Shuuichi's, as if studying him. Shuuichi blinked, not knowing how to make head nor tail of his statement. He eyed the drink with scrutiny for a second before deciding that it would be near impossible for Kokichi to have slipped something into it without there being some telltale sign that it was tampered with. And not to mention offering to drink first. "Nishishi~ don't worry I wouldn't poison you, there would be awful repercussions on me if I did." He twinkled at Shuuichi, "Poisoning the mastermind of the game would fall pretty badly on me."