The Owner of This Weapon[Discontinued]

「️The Owner of This Weapon 」️「️Chapter 20」️

A few weeks was given to the whole class not for skipping but for witnessing the murder. Leon was killed by the Future Foundation under the law of Weapon abuse.

Shuichi, remaining in his dorm, laying on his bed. He kept recalling Ouma's expressions. The blank one, the happy one, the curious one, the embarrassed one but what haunted him most was Ouma's empty smile when he said it was fun after the incident. He didn't know what happened after. Naegi appeared with Mikan and Kirigiri. They talked to Ouma about something before talking him away with them. Togami followed them after like it was the most logical thing to do.
He felt conflicted.

Ouma had killed people again.
This time without his consent.
He seemed so in pain.
He... Considered himself a monster.

" Hey... " Rantaro entered the room and headed over to his closet.

" Hello... "

He seemed to be in a hurry. He took out a small case and a black bottle before hurriedly going over to the door. He stopped just before opening the door. " I guess... Uh... Thank you. " He opened the door. " ...for stopping Kokichi from killing more... " He spoke quietly maybe hoping Shuichi won't hear it. He left soon after mumbling it.

Shuichi debated to himself whether his hearing has been enhanced or so.

Ouma's pained face flashes back into his head. He feels his heart ache at the memory.
" Okay! " He sits up with a determined look. He went over to his closet to take out a jacket and a sweater just in case hopefully to find Ouma and gift it to him. He head out to search for Ouma.

If he's still sad then I should cheer him up!
He thought to himself as he left the dormitory.

His first destination was the tree house. He didn't call out just in case while he slowly climbed up. If he did call out and Ouma was there, then Ouma might jump off the house through the window to make a run for it.
When he reached the top, he was greeted with Ouma staring at him with a frying pan lifted up ready to hit him on the head.

" Saihara.. san? " Ouma slowly placed the pan down and scooted to the very corner of his small little house.
" Why are you...? "

" Ouma! " Shuichi threw himself at Ouma, embracing him without a second thought. Ouma froze with his hands awkwardly debating whether to hug back or not so it remained there trembling. " Are you feeling okay? " Shuichi's first action was to see if Ouma had Leon's contract sign. When it was there, Shuichi sighed in disappointment. Of course it wouldn't fade that quickly. Ouma looked down when they parted. It wasn't the common are you fine questions that usually makes him reply I'm fine. He didn't have to lie about it, right?

" I'm fine~! "

Gosh Shuichi was wrong. This is Ouma Kokichi so of course he'll lie about it.

" Ouma. Please? Truthfully fine? "
Shuichi frowned while eyeing Ouma.

Ouma looked away pouting.
" You're the detective here. It's your job to know what is true! "

" I'm not a detective.. " Shuichi sighed but smiled soon after. He watched Ouma's facial expression that kept changing from pouting to frowning then blankly staring at anything except him. " But I'm sure that isn't true. You aren't fine. " Shuichi entered the small house and leaned onto the green beanbag. It reminded him of Rantaro but he shrugged of that nasty feeling. " Ouma. " He called out.

Ouma seems to not have noticed him moved in since he was busy staring into space. He frowned upon seeing him enter his comfort house but didn't complain. " then why bother asking? " he mumbled unaware of Shuichi's hearing. He went beside Shuichi and pulled his knees near his chest. " So why is my emo of a classmate trespassing my humble lair? "