"To think that an ultimate such as yourself would grace me with her presence, for a goddess to shine her light upon a filthy vermin like me..." Nagito smiled up at you from the floor, arms bound behind his back. A Reader/Komaeda fic that takes place from Chapter 2 onward of DR2. You are the SHSL Witch, on a mission of your own amidst a killing game. Rating will probably change later.All Rights Reserved