Blind Jealousy

The Dormitory Motive (2/2)

Happy Birthday Kiibo!!
Shuichi POV~

"C'mon Shumai!" My thoughts drifted to Kokichi's words as he warily took my hand. "Now that I've nursed you back to health let's go to the dining hall, I bet the others are already waiting on us." The boy briskly moved me to the exit and held the door open against his foot, gesturing me to walk ahead. Why is he acting this way? He steered near beside me as we strolled through the narrow halls, my eyes followed the movements of his lips but my mind couldn't put them to words.

My head is just so full at the moment, I can't even listen to a single thing he's saying... but I couldn't help just admiring him a bit for the way he's been treating me lately. The way he tended to me so attentively, and how he's been so considerate towards me... I could hear my heart pounding harshly in my ears the more the boy intruded my thoughts. He's been acting so different around me lately... I wonder... "Saihara-Chan?? Are you even listening to me?" Ah! "Oh- Uh yeah sorry..." Kokichi and I had arrived at the dining hall's entrance. I could see a small gathering of students strew across the eating quarters large space, all interacting with each other in some way. I quickly scanned the room and immediately recognized each individual that waited before us. Korekiyo stood alone inspecting some sort of weirdly shaped bag, turning it eerily in his hand. Tenko and Himiko stood side by side as they talked with Angie, who was clearly in some sort of delusional mindset at the moment. And lastly, my eyes caught a glimpse of Miu as she headed in our direction.

"Wow, you whores finally showed up!" She mockingly smirked as she half heartedly greeted the both of us. "Most of the others headed out after going through their bags, but I thought I'd stick around and wait for you two." "Ohhh, I'm so glad you waited for us! It's not like I could have gone any longer without seeing your pestering face~" Kokichi shot Miu his signature sarcastic look, which she returned with a devilish glare "You little-" "S-Sorry to interrupt," I quickly intervened before the two could get at each other's throats "But what was it you said about their bags?" 

Miu brought her glare to Kokichi up to me, and her expression softened a bit "The bags? I guess it's part of the motive or whatever, everyone got one." For the motive? "Shuichi let's get ours!" Kokichi excitedly latched onto my arm and started to pull me towards the table, but I skid the heels of my shoes against the floor in an attempt to hold myself steady "W-Well Ouma-kun let's hold on a second," "Boringgg I want to see what I got!" Before I could even begin to protest I could feel myself being unwillingly dragged towards the neatly lined tables. Huh, I looked over each table and only saw about 4 remaining bags I bet the others have already collected their's. Each small, black bag had a name sown into it's leathery material. Ah, this one must be mine. I carefully took the bag with the name 'Shuichi Saihara' sown into it with shining gold thread from it's place. It's quiet small, the bag was just big enough to fit properly into both of my palms I wonder what these are even for... I courteously undid the threaded bow atop the bag that sealed it shut to reveal its contents. Woah- it's pajamas? I removed the silky striped shirt from the bag, inspecting it with Curiosity. Well I guess it's a nice gesture, especially considering the fact that we aren't allowed into our personal dorms. The shirt looked like a slightly less formal version of the one I normally wore, black buttons lining its front and black and white strips running down each side. Oh, and even a pair of shorts, the shorts seemed much more comfortable than the pair I wore to bed on the daily, their smooth material rubbing between my fingers as I held them up. "Shumai look!!"