✧ 𝕎𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕕𝕠 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕣𝕖𝕞𝕖𝕞𝕓𝕖𝕣? ✧ 𝕊𝕒𝕚𝕠𝕦𝕞𝕒 ✧

✧ ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝟜 ✧

"You okay to go in?"

"Yeah.."

The pair made their way into the detective's dorm.

"So.. Ouma."

Kokichi peered up at Shuichi, drawing his attention away from the rip on his shoe and towards the bluenette.

"Y-Yes, Saihara-kun?" Kokichi replied with a hazy smile. "I feel a strange need to ask.. but

what do you remember?"

"H-Huh? L-Like how you all were before the game, you m-mean?" Kokichi questioned, his stutter becoming strangely prominent at the moment.

"Yes. Please, you can start with me if you want," Shuichi smiled.

Kokichi spared a nervous glance. "Wh-What..? Y-You were to- hiccup -otally the s-same!" he said, attempting to lie and come off as if he had even a shrivel of confidence left in him. He reaction was a sigh and a look that said 'I-can-tell-that-you're-lying.' "No, Ouma-kun. That's not the truth. I don't want lies."

Kokichi shriveled on the word 'lies.' Shuichi happened to notice, his detective skills making this not go unnoticed. He seemed to be cursed with noticing every little detail.

"F-Fine.. you were surprisingly nice to me.. We're supposedly supposed to be in a relationship, but since you don't have any k-knowledge of it, I-I guess we're no longer t-together.." Ouma seemed to choke slightly on the last part.

Saihara could tell that it hurt him to say that.

But he didn't have any response. He only nodded, signaling the purple-headed boy to continue.

"I-I got clingy after you defended me against some people in the streets.. I-I'm sorry.. But a-anyways, yeah. You were overall very kind and always willing to help. You also were a lot st-stronger than you came off to be." He choked on his words again.

"Ah.. I see. Any information on the others?" Shuichi asked.

"I-I guess.. but a lot of the info I have i-isn't very pleasant.." Ouma stuttered.

"I'll be sure to keep it a secret then. Whether or not what you tell me gets shared is entirely up to you, okay?" Shuichi reassured, suddenly out of instinct caressing the smaller's cheek, which made the both of them flush up the color of a strawberry.

·✿♥(𝕋𝕚𝕞𝕖 𝕤𝕜𝕚𝕡 ~ ℕ𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥𝕥𝕚𝕞𝕖 ~ 𝟙𝟘:𝟘𝟡 ℙ.𝕄.) ♥✿·

Shuichi closed the door to his dormitory room, locking it and collapsing against it.

He stared down at the notepad in his hands, the pen visible through the metal spirals it was temporary stored it while it accompanied the detective on his journey from Ouma's to his own room.

Uhn.. It would only have been assumed that I would instinctively take notes, huh? Ultimate detective and all. Hah.. so much for keeping this info private. Let's just hope that no investigations take place in my room while it's here.

He decided to once again for the fourth time that night go over all of the listed traits of his peers.

·✿♥♥✿·

𝙺𝚊𝚎𝚍𝚎 𝙰𝚔𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚜𝚞:

𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚗𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚍 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚖𝚘𝚘𝚍𝚢. 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚗𝚘 𝚏𝚊𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚒𝚗 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚎 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚘𝚛 𝚋𝚊𝚍. 𝙸𝚝 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚍𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗. 𝚅𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚙𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚌𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚢 𝚘𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚝.