OumaSai has a picnic.

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Chapter picnic

Ouma's pov 

It's almost time for the picnic Saihara and I planned. I honestly kinda just want to go for the food at this point, I mean, I don't think Saihara should do this just because he feels bad. I also only am going to spend more time with him.

I liked him in the game, but I know he didn't feel quite the same way during that. But I know I can make him return those feelings now. It also helps that the thot asked him if he liked Akamatsu and he said no. ( Only moment I will ever feel the tiny bit of gratitude to her)

I was wearing a long purple gradient tank top, my checked scarf with a matching pair of jeans, and black high tops with a pride flag on the sole.

I walked out to the door of the dorms to spot Saihara reading again. And just like last time I was late.

He was wearing a white button up under a pale blue sweater with matching boots and black jeans.

Or ya know, he was cute. He was focused on the book, and he was making the face he normally makes when focused.

I walk up next to him and grab his book, making sure not to lose his page.

" Saihara-Chan~ I wanna eat now! Leeeets goo~!" I say wrapping my arms around his neck.

" O-Ouma! Please let go!" Saihara shrieks. I laugh and unwrap myself.

We exit the dorms and Saihara leads me to the back of the campus and up a hill.

" Oh my this place in beautiful!" I say.

It was lined with all sorts of flowers, and a few different types of trees. It was truly the best thing I've seen so far. I follow him to the back of the hill. It contained a cherry tree hidden from view with bushes of flowers or tall flowers, there were also flowers on the ground.

Saihara placed a blanket on the ground, put the basket down, and sat on his legs. 

" You didn't take off your shoes!" I tell him, he just looks at me, and then turns back to the basket. I sit next to him. He hands me a sandwich and a panta.


" What's your favorite flower?" He asked me.

" Is there a checkered flower~?" I ask.

" N-No." He says.

" Well then what's your favorite flower?" I ask.

" I like a lot of flowers, and also know a lot of their meanings." 

" Oh! Well then what flower do you think suits me the most!?" I ask him.

"...Hm......I'd say a purple carnation." He answers. " They represent capriciousness, whimsical, and unreliability." He continues.

" Oh! Well then that's perfect!" I laugh.



" I-I have something to t-tell you." Saihara suddenly says, turning away from me.

" Are you going to confess your undying love to me~!" I joke.

" N-No." He stutters. " I-I want to tell you this because I think you would'd find out sooner or later." He shakily says.

" Take your time Shumai~!" I tell him.

" Y-You could find this out by looking as the Fandom knows everything....." He says before continuing" I-I......I-I'm......T-Trans." He whimpers out.

I move the basket that was separating us, and move closer to him. " I'm glad that you could tell me even though it's probably because I am the smartest person alive~" I say, hoping to make the situation a bit lighter. " Saihara-Ch-no-Saihara-Kun. To me it doesn't matter if your trans because you'll always be the emo detective." I say giving him a smile. He starts crying.

" T-Thank you Ouma-kun." He sobs.

We stay there until he stops crying. I was surprised at how emotional he had got, but then decided that it was just probably being worried I wouldn't accept him. Like Shumai, 1. I'm gay 2. I've been flirting with for a while now and 3. Chabashira, Iruma, and Shirogane keep calling me Shuichi sexual ( They've made a flag everything and now I'm wondering how long it'll be before they make a Atua sexual flag). I would rather die than not accept you for who you are, and also would rather die than tell you this.

Sunflower is my favorite flower.

( Purple carnations represent capriciousness {Sudden and unaccountable changes of mood or behavior}, whimsical {playfully quaint*unusual* or fanciful*Imaginative*, especially in an appealing and amusing way}, and unreliability. Tell me it doesn't fit Ouma)

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