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Damn. Seemed like Hajime had to do better if he wanted to get any actual information from not Stella. He was anything but experienced in lies and deceit so he would be having a hard time keeping up this act. Still, he was willing to keep trying if it meant he could learn something about his⊠whatever this person was to himÂ
Hajime shook his head before he picked up the pace again. The sight of Hummingbird Hotel in the distance was a big relief. He couldnât wait to be safely and warmly inside his room.Â
âWould you rather have me hang up the call? I donât want to be keeping you up.â Of course, Hajime didnât actually care about that, but he had to stay in character. âHey babe, I donât think I will be coming home tonight. Donât worry your pretty little head too much about me. You can probably find me on some bench tomorrow morning.â
âThat wonât do, senpai!â As Kokichi spoke, he played with the super secret formula he had created just now. This horrendous mix between cola and Doritos⊠Kokichi wasnât sure what he was going to call it, but he certainly wasnât going to drink it himself. Regardless, he had more things to do than just scare Hajime. He was a busy guy!
Kokichi took a bottle and carefully put the gross substance inside. While he got to work, he used his earphones to listen to whatever Hajime was going on about. Something about sleeping outside? Kokichi sure latched onto a mysterious fella here. He chuckled and exited his room with the bottle of⊠something. It didnât take long for him to enter the lift and go downstairs, all the way towards the ground floor. Kokichi was on a mission and his destination was the restaurant.
âI want to make sure you get back safe and sound, you know? Thatâs why you gotta return home. Iâll make sure to watch over you-- oh, hold up, honey. My muffins are burning!â And once he had hummed that, the lift arrived to its destination. Kokichi was a little paranoid, not really keen on having others hear him talking while he was threatening someone lovingly, so he muted his own microphone for now and glanced around.
Perfect. There was no one in the way of him and the restaurant.














