“ Nishinishi… that’s ironic… given how I am the ONLY person actually doing something here… “
Kokichi decided to throw him a bone, too. He knew how the others - including Shuichi - viewed and didn’t care… not really. As long as everyone got out alive and happy, that was enough for the supreme leader.
“ … butttttt…. that would mean telling Saihara-chan all of my secrets and that would be no good, you know? “ his eyes continued to pierce into the detective’s. “ When I know that I can’t trust any of you - half of you want to stay here for whatever reason and the other half I’m not sure could even follow a plan of escape even if it danced naked, right in FRONT of them - I am talking about Momota-chan, before you ask. Not that Harukawa-chan is much better, I swear, his ‘smarts’ are slowly but surely tainting whatever ones she had left after I exposed her real talent and she buddied up with the two of you, nishinishi. “
It was one of the most forced friendships Ouma had seen in a while, up there along with Chabashira’s one-sided ‘love’ for Yumeno, not to mention Shirogane’s creepy adoration of her cosplays and refusing to actually wear them herself…
“ Instead of exploring the school and talking to actually suspicious people here like Shirogane-chan, you guys all HATE me… but yeah, if you want to stay here for the rest of your lives? “
There was no emotion in Kokichi’s voice or eyes as he stood up, moving to leave … and wondering if Shuichi took his bait or not…
“ Be my guest, my BELOVED. That’s all you can be when you blindly trust everyone you lay your eyes open, I guess… now then, if you would excuse me, I have ACTUAL supreme leader business to do - such as finding my talent lab and maybe pranking Momota-chan’s, we shall see. Later, Shumai~! “
And with that, he was one foot out of the door, waiting for Shuichi’s reaction, which would make his next move, accordingly. That’s how Kokichi worked after Kaede’s punishment, after all. Hated by all, hidden by the shadows of the school they were trapped in…
“ Or is it all a lie? I wonder… nishinishi… “
… with another bone thrown, just to be safe.
... how bold of kokichi to insult shuuichi’s friends right in front of him. thick lashes barely blink at ouma’s lazy but purposeful drawl, & gray eyes sharpen to cold, metallic razorblades as he peers at the other in a subtly haughty manner; as if ouma was a mere banana slug idly resting on his shoe. thin fingers curl under his chin as he eases back in his seat, folding a slender leg over the other, posture a bit too relaxed.
“my trust is something to earn, ouma-kun.” he murmurs, pretty voice giving way to a oddly-calm, though winter-frost tone. “and I will do anything to protect my friends. do not act like you have anyone of us truly figured out, especially me. you will regret pissing me off.” the detective warns around strained lips, gaze heavy & piercing like a fresh crafted katana blade.
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