Aishiteru Banzai! || Popiko || Motive Reaction || Closed for Eri
Their most treasured item, huh? That sounded like quite the doozy to Popiko. Seeing her own item mixed in didn’t help any. It wasn’t important- more sentimental than anything-, but she’d hate to lose it. And given what she’d learned in the class she took, would it be that mean of her to kill someone over it?
Nah, she was too lazy. Besides, somebody probably needed theirs more than she needed hers- what an oddly tender thought from a girl like her! Still, she’d keep murder in mind, just in case. These kids meant nothing to Popiko, anyways. Her little scrap of paper was more important than any of the people trapped with her.
Her attention span drifted off the motive as she examined her classmates. This would be a good time to try talking to some new people. Glancing over them all, her eyes soon settled on a white-haired boy. Hey, he was the only one older than her, wasn’t he? Time for a grown-up conversation! Or, rather, a grown-up and a child in the body of a woman. Skipping up behind him, Popiko poked Eri in the back.
"Fufufufu, heeeeey, big brother Papa-kun! What an exciting motive, right? Really heart-pounding! Who do you think is gonna snap first? I hope we get a real bloody death this time, nya!"
He hears someone approach, but before he can do much he’s poked rather rudely in the back. He’s not particularly surprised to see who would do that when he turns to her. Ugh.
He still wasn’t happy with this girl after she what she tried to pull last trial. Popiko was no ally of his and since then right up on his list of people he wouldn’t particularly grieve, but he wasn’t going to tell her that directly. He cocks his head curiously.
“’Big brother Papa?’”
Eri repeats her there. That nickname of her’s completely contradicted itself, but he was pretty sure Popiko knew that and probably said it for that reason. He has to resist correcting her and instead just smile and laugh.
“Hmm, maybe... Well, I’ve got no idea! Why? What’d you lose?”







