#beheadingtoujou

[mvsendex-moved-blog]

@beheadingtoujou ; continued from here (x)

The whack on his head caused Kaito to squawk in pain, jolting upwards from his seat and rub the spot with a frown. It certainly stung! For the Ultimate, he honestly should not have been too surprised given how much she might have had to deal with. Japan could be notorious for... certain things like that, but Toujou always managed to handle herself with grace and maturity. 

Kaito envied that about her sometimes, even with his boasting and such, he felt out of his element among everyone else. 

“Yeah, yeah. I’m sittin’ straight,” His posture straightened in the air, pouting somewhat. 

“How do you know we aren’t in our twenties?” Kaito began. “I mean, Monokuma never stated how many years were taken from us after all.” A rather morbid view but his point stood, there was a lot that the bear kept from them. With their mixed, foggy and mudded memories; how could they know if they aged or not? 

“Just cream, thanks. 

[shushc-blog]

Shinguuji: So. Who broke it? I’m not mad. I just want to know.

Kirumi: I did. I broke it…

ShingujiL No. No, you didn’t. Ouma-Kun?

Ouma: Don’t look at me. Look at Momota-Chan

Kaito: What?! I didn’t break it.

Ouma: Huh. That’s weird. How did you even know it was broken?

Kaito: Because it’s sitting right in front of us and it’s broken!

Ouma: Suspicious.

Kaito: No, it’s not!

Amami: If it matters, probably not… Akamatsu-San was the last one to use it.

Kaede: Liar! I don’t even drink that crap!

Amami: Oh really? Then what were you doing by the coffee cart earlier?

Kaede:I use the wooden stirrers to push back my cuticles. Everyone knows that, Amami-Kun!

Kirumi:Alright let’s not fight. I broke it, let me pay for it

Shinguuji: No. Who broke it?

Kaito[whispering] Shinguuji, Tenko's been awfully quiet…

Tenko: Really?!

Kaito: Yeah, really!

…

Shinguuji: I broke it. I burned my hand so I punched it. I predict ten minutes from now, they’ll be at each other’s throats with warpaint on their faces and a pig head on a stick. Good. It was getting a little chummy around here.

[spxllbounde-blog]

@beheadingtoujou started following you

“Nnngh...I’m sorry, I can’t come today…” Himiko was on the phone with the parent of the girl whose birthday party she was supposed to go to. She rubbed her stomach and groaned. “I think I’m sick…” Himiko slumped down on the couch. “Again, I’m sorry if I can’t go...I need to sleep.”

She hung up the phone, before saying to herself, “I really need somebody to come over and take care of me...I’m so tired, I don’t think I can even move…” With the last strength she has, she calls Toujou on her phone.

[killcrkillcr-blog]

&  starter call  /  @beheadingtoujou

   “ --- do you have a handkerchief on you or something, not in the mood to  DIRTY  my shirt, don’t feel like getting back to my case with ramen all over my favorite shirt. ”

[hazuukashi]

@beheadingtoujou liked this for Leon’s attention.

“Hey. I hear you’re good with... Requests. Maybe our first little talk wasn’t all that great, or whatever. I’m not gonna dwell on that. Don’t worry, I’m not here to talk myself up or something either. It’s actually pretty important. And yeah, before ya ask, I’m sure you’re the only person that can help me on this.” Leon’s words were rather serious, almost as if he’d been thinking about this encounter for a while now.

He hesitated, not entirely sure why he was nervous in the first place. He was Leon Kuwata after all; There should’ve been no reason to be nervous in this situation. Shaking off any sort of hesitation, Leon finally steadied his gaze. “I want ya to help me act more formal. You’re a maid, right? You act proper. Ya aren’t anything close to a delinquent in looks. Well, a guy like me could use some practice with that. See, it ain’t easy to teach that sorta eti... Attic... Fuck, y’know what I mean. The manners and movements and shit to bein’ a clean cut dude. I want ya to teach me some things. What do ya say? Can you accept my request and succeed with it? If ya need payment or whatever, I’ve got that covered, don’t worry. I don’t really know how this sort of deal goes down; I’ve never really asked before.” He was getting rambley.

[kibouzuru]

{ cont. from here, @beheadingtoujou​ }

{ 真実 } “Urgh...” Please give Naegi a moment; all of that studying he’s done beforehand in preparation for the upcoming test is not helping him speak like a normal person at the moment. Then again, this would be a typical reaction for someone regular like him...

“I don’t know...we never had that many teas at home, so...” What was the name of the one type his mom always bought? “...Sen...cha?”

[mamakure-blog]

God, the Reserve Course was boring.

          After the normal nurse on staff suddenly had to take the day off, Hiroko had been called out to the campus for the day. She really didn’t ant to go, but they kept telling her there were plenty of students on the Main Campus capable of watching over the nurses’ duties while she was away. But that wasn’t the issue. The Reserve Course had way more students. Which meant way more work to do. Something Hiroko was not a big fan of. 

          So, she sat in the infirmary, flipping through one of her favorite magazines. Students had been coming in and out all day, and since they knew where everything was, Hiroko was only there to really make sure they all checked in properly and if they needed help with anything. Still, there were just too many students.

          It was about lunch time. Yasu promised that morning he would bring her a lunch over, but she had a feeling he’d forgotten through the day. But, when the door slid open, she turned her head to not see her son, but another student. She let out a sigh and made a face. Food was gonna be a luxury today wasn’t it?

                      “There somethin’ y’need, kid?” She asked, face                  turned back to her magazine, “If y’need help, lemme                   know. Make sure y’sign out anythin’ you take. I don’ need                   a mouthful from your health committee later on.”

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[ofstarsandfists-blog]

@beheadingtoujou liked this for Space Boy’s attention.

“It’s kinda embarrassin’... I dunno if I wanna talk about it... But.” The two of them were looking at what appeared to be a pair of his own underwear laying out in the hallway. He knew for a fact that he hadn’t been the one to put it there. So perhaps Toujou knew something about it.

“Y-Ya don’t have to apologize... Jus’... If ya did it, I wanna know.” He was trying hard not to be embarrassed. His voice was giving him away though. If he was wearing them, it wouldn’t have been much of a problem, admittedly. But the fact that they were simply laying there out in the hall, for who knows how long, deeply embarrassed Kaito. “Or... Maybe ya know who did it? I trust ya t’tell me the truth Toujou. Yer... Ya better not laugh.”