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Victim Name: Ryohei Seijuruou, SHSL High Jumper

Time of Death: 1:32am

Cause of Death: Poisoning

Body Found By: Gorou, Hime

Location of Body: 1-up Cafe

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Victim Name: Miliko Toyotomi, SHSL Barista

Time of Death: 1:54am

Cause of Death: Internal Bleeding

Body Found By: Hoshi, Stella

Body Location: Hotel 1f Roof, between the towers.

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Fall From Grace

The search commenced for the two bodies that were unfortunately promised to them. At first, they assumed that the two bodies would be in the same location, but as the first one was very quickly discovered, the other one seemed to be somewhere more out of the way.

Then, not long after, the sinister chimes sounded, and every students’ PDA buzzed with a notification.

♪♪DING DONG DING DONG♪♪

“Well, look at you wannabe detectives! Both bodies have been found! You can either line up in the 2nd floor hallways and take a gander out the window, ooooor you can jog on over to the 1-up Cafe!”

Hoshi and Stella stood by the first body, as close as they could get to it with its current location, and both could only stare in disbelief while they awaited the discovery of the next corpse. Stella looked like she was going to be sick, or perhaps like she already had been, from this scene, and Hoshi’s expression had once again taken on a deadened, hopeless stare. The investigation wouldn’t begin until both had been confirmed, apparently. Soon after the announcement, a few other students gathered around to see the damage, while others reported to the 1-up Cafe.

There, Gorou and Hime stood in the upper floor, both appearing disturbed in their own right at the scene before them.

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stellamethyst:

Stella had caught wind of Ryohei’s whining, but the forced hallucination she had just seen didn’t convince her to stop walking away. It wasn’t until when he had tried running to suddenly stop in his tracks and then literally fall to his knees was when Stella turned around at him wide-eyed. Was he okay?! He looked as if he had just seen a ghost!

Which was very possible, considering the situation!

“Woah, woah! Seijurou-san!” Stella was quick to backtrack, going to the high jumper’s side and resting a hand on his back in a meek attempt of comfort. “Are you okay?? Hey, hey, hey, it’s okay, uh–” 

Stella looked ahead, trying to see what got him to react. Judging by the fact that there was nothing at all and how several other people were having similar reactions, she had to guess it was the work of whatever gas was pumping through the air right. She shook her head before looking at Ryohei again. “L- Listen, it’s okay, it wasn’t real. L- Let’s get you some water or something, okay??”

She was clearly flustered being so close to someone that she had barely spoken to outside of forced trials. But, hey, first time for everything.

“H- Here, uhm, just hold onto me and let’s get you to the cafe, okay?” Oh, Stella… You’re trying, but… She was obviously shaken up herself.

Wowwwww, Ryohei’s stomach sure was having a Time. His breakfast was really unsettled in there! He couldn’t do much else but clutch it tight and try his very best to not look at the Thing In Front Of Him, which was pretty hard considering he was crouched down right in front of him!

At Stella’s touch, Ryohei almost jumped out of his skin, nearly cracking his neck turning his head to face her.

“H-Huh?! I–... St-Stella...?” he blinked tears away from his eyes, absolutely overwhelmed and confused by what was going on. “I, uh, yeah, water would be...” He reached out for her hand with one of his own, shakier, slightly sweatier ones, jerking to his feet. Knees weak arms spaghetti, etc etc.

“A-Are you OK, too, Stella-san...?” Ryohei inquired hesitantly, unsure of what he should be doing in this situation. If he was seeing things like that, then surely everyone else was, too, right? He should be helping her, not the other way round! But he supposed he wasn’t in any condition to, trying not to empty the contents of his stomach all over her as it was. “Yeah, the cafe, that’s– great idea, Stella san...”

no thank u tbh | ryohei | motive reaction (open)

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shsleditorinchief:

Well, it didn’t seem like the high jumper had murderous intent in mind - Otherwise, Jack didn’t think he would’ve been loud enough for other people to hear him. He took the handshake, smiling appreciatively (though probably not quite as widely as the super-energetic Ryohei).

“Seriously? It just goes like this on its own, really… No matter how hard I try, I can’t get rid of it.” He scratched at his hair, which resisted all attempts to smooth it out and bounced right back into its wave. “You were pretty cool, too - saving Hoshi and all that. If it weren’t for your first aid, we’d probably have had two murders to solve instead of one last trial.”

Plus, they wouldn’t have had Hoshi’s testimony to help narrow things down… Or Hoshi’s vote, which had broken the tie that otherwise would’ve arisen between Tokuma and Hime. They might’ve easily failed the trial if it hadn’t been for Ryohei’s quick thinking back then.

He didn’t have any information about the mastermind? Ah, well. Jack hadn’t really expected anyone else besides himself to really be looking into it anyway, so that was no surprise. Instead, he wanted to know about Masae’s journal! He definitely remembered there being something about Ryohei in there, though he hadn’t paid the most attention to those sections in the heat of the trial.

“…If she thought of you the same way, right? I get what you mean. Yeah, I have it. Come on in and sit down. I’ll get the journal.”

He stepped away from the door, gesturing to the couch, and left briefly to go into his bedroom where he knew the journal was. After  a few seconds, he came out again, holding the same book he’d read during the trial.

Man, Jack was COOL!!! He was so, uh, suave. Ryohei didn’t exactly know what that word meant, but Jack sure was It!

“Wait, wait,” Ryohei realised, pointing to Jack’s hair. “You don’t dye it? That’s crazy! It’s such a cool colour!! Mine’s boring if I don’t make it blonde... But then I have to pin it, because it’s so messy...” He frowned, fiddling with a lock of his own hair. 

“Oh, um,” the athlete looked vaguely uncomfortable. “I mean, was it really that cool? I just did what I had to... If I’m being honest, I’m glad I did, because– because if I hadn’t, I might have been the one to discover...” Masae’s body. Yikes. 

Anyways! Time to stop thinking about bad things! Ryohei practically bounced into Jack’s room, perching himself on the couch. His knee bounced up and down, full of nervous energy – he didn’t know what he was expecting to read in Masae’s journal, but he hoped it was all good things. He hoped Masae’s writing was as nice and neat as he remembered from their first meeting, because if not, he might have to get Jack to help him!

“Oh! Thank you, Kawamugi-san!!!” Ryohei said, taking the book from Jack’s hands. “D’you mind if I read it here, or should I just take it with me...?”

something secret!! | ryohei | closed for jack

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gorou-harada:

[Swearing tw]

Gorou laughed it was hollow and empty but it sure was a laugh. Ryohei had managed to pull one from fresh torment.

“Shit man I sure do jump.”

Friends? Ryohei was his friend huh? That made Gorous chest tight. Like he was disappointing Ryohei by talking shit about himself. Ah but that was shrodinger’s disappointment if Ryohei combats his self depricating humor with concern, would Gorou think twice?

“Heh. I’m glad your my friend Ryohei but you don’t really need to be for my sake.” Gorou smiled at Ryohei wiggling their wrist in his grip so that he was holding hands with Ryohei. Not like fingers interlocked or anything. Just friends holding hands. A sign of mutual caring.

“ ’m not really hungry but I wouldn’t mind a drink or something.”

Ryohei wasn’t lying when he said Gorou was his friend. In fact, he’d probably consider Gorou one of his closest friends here, along with Milky-san and– Well, it would have been Masae-san. Ryohei should really stop thinking about that, it made him sick to his stomach, but he just couldn’t.

“It’s not for your sake, Gorou-san!” He insisted, holding Gorou’s hand more firmly in his own. “It’s for mine, too! Friendship goes both ways, right? I mean... If you don’t wanna be my friend, that’s OK and I understand, because I know I’m kind of dumb sometimes, but you’re still a good person!”

Holding hands with Gorou was really cool, too! It always helped to do stuff like that, in Ryohei’s opinion, because he thought it was silly not to. Human beings needed physical contact, right? It’s why he’d liked having Masae do his hair, and hugging Miliko! It was good for the soul! 

“Okay, then, Gorou-san!!!” Ryohei announced, standing up and pulling Gorou up with him. “Then let’s go to the cafe! I don’t know what drinks they have, but they have to have something!!!”

The way things were || Gorou || Motive (Open)

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shsleditorinchief:

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“Yeah, I’m in here! Give me a second!”

A voice rang out from inside the room as Jack quickly cleaned up the papers on his table. Ryohei wanted to talk to him? He didn’t know the guy very well, but he seemed all right. Which was probably a good thing - Jack definitely didn’t have a reason to dislike him!

He was kind of wary, considering how Masae had died the past week, however. Jack didn’t seriously think Ryohei wanted to kill him, but on the other hand, the motive had already been released, and doubtless some students were probably feeling its effects. Nevertheless, in spite of his slight doubts, he opened the door after making sure his living space was clean enough to allow a guest into.

“Hey, Seijurou-san. What brings you over here? Got some information on who might be the mastermind behind all this, maybe?”

…He could always hope.

Ooh, Jack was in there! That was awesome! Ryohei was normally pretty energetic, but the prospect of running around searching for Jack was kind of exhausting, even to him. He was thankful that he didn’t have to deal with that.

“Hi, Kawamugi-san!” Ryohei beamed at the other, holding out his hand to shake. “We haven’t talked very much, but I think you’re super cool! I like your hair!” Ryohei, it’s chapter 4. Bit late to be introducing yourself. 

“Um... The master-what?” the athlete blinked, looking incredible confused. “I don’t anything about a mind master. Sorry. But I do have something really important to ask you!!!” With that, Ryohei clasped his hands together nervously.

“Well, you see... That journal of Masae-san’s that you had, at the trial...” He began, hesitantly. “I was wondering if.. If you still have it? And if I could see it? Masae-san was– well, I thought of her as a friend, so I wanted to know if...” Ryohei trailed off, hoping Jack would understand.

something secret!! | ryohei | closed for jack

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shsl-himechan:

shslconceptartist:

Hoshi briefly looked back at Hime, surprised by her sudden change in tone. There it was…the honest part. He figured someone so bubbly had to have one somewhere…no one could be that happy all the time. Then, he looked at Ryohei, his expression slowly taking on something of guilt. 

“Mm…yeah, I know…Masae-san would be pretty upset….no way she’d want this, but….hah…..built my whole life off of disappointing people, guess it’s….hard for me to do anything but dismiss feelings…guess that’s….pretty awful of me, huh?”

How did she end up befriending such an awful person? Once again, he looked over at someone else, standing nearer to the fountain. The figure was crying, bloodied, and frantically signing at him. His lips pressed into a hard line, and another wave of grief hit his eyes. Did my letter mean nothing? Please, stop! Don’t do this to yourself! It was only the sudden distraction of soda that managed to pull him away from it. 

“…..mm…thanks, guess I needed this…” 

He stared at the can, turning it over in his hand and appearing very focused on the words on the label. Why were they all being so nice to him? Hadn’t they learned by now that he’s just bound to let them down too? 

“…..I’ll stop burning the pages….but….still mean what I said about my talent…”

Oh man this whole pity party thing was actually really starting to get to Hime. Okay, so it had already gotten to her sometime back, but it was just getting harder and harder to justify anything!! If he wanted to mope around like a baby then she should just let- Yeah she didn’t want to do that either. Hime was so glad Ryohei was here with them. Even if it was unintentionally, he brought a bit of sunshine to the conversation with his honest reactions. Maybe she should start doing the same?

Hime sighed. 

“I do not believe she would be… disappointed in you. While I can not say Masae-chan would be particularly pleased with your actions, I believe…”

Man it was so much easier for her to just word things when she was allowed to be vague about them. Hime just looked down at the can of soda Ryohei provided, before looking up at the high jumper himself, as if he would have the answers for her. Sure they got him to stop burning his sketches but… would that be enough? Time to try this whole honesty thing for once!! She turned her attention to Hoshi, softly smiling at him. 

“I believe Masae would… want you to be happy. Or at least grow to be happy? Despite what you see in yourself, Masae did not think of you as a bad person, did she? She probably thought you were… someone special- even in this crowd of exceptional people, you stood out to her. That is… something to be incredibly proud of, is it not? If you keep saying that you will only disappoint someone, then that is just what you end up doing…”

Speaking from experience? 

She shook her head, looking off to the side. Just where was she going with this?

“As for your talent… I doubt that you would quit. In all honesty, Murakami-san, if you wanted to quit then those feelings would have been there from the start. Maybe you need a break, but you will end up finding the energy to create again. W-We all were given the Super High School Level title because… because we all nurtured our talents until they were fully recognized. As much as you may try to deny it, you did the same too? Even if it might have been unintentionally… Plus suddenly quitting a talent is impossible, even someone like me understand that much.”

She didn’t know much much she wanted to do this, but it felt sorta right? It wasn’t as if anyone would truly know, but she wanted to give him something- anything to prove that she really meant what she said and she was really trying to help them. Hime pulled out her PDA, clicking on the message MonokumAI had sent them at the very beginning of this. Her hand trembled a bit as she moved to face the screen towards Ryohei and Hoshi. 

“For the time being… please keep calling me Hime. As of now, you two are… are the only people who know, with the exception of Katashi… I-I…”

She had nothing more to say.

Ryohei really, really, really hoped Hoshi wouldn’t stop drawing. He thought Hoshi’s art was super, super cool, and it would be really sad to lose that! And the athlete could tell Hoshi liked to draw, or he wouldn’t have made that drawing for Ryohei a while ago!

“Hoshi-san, I think your art is really– really cool! And it would be sad to lose it, and I’d miss it a lot, a-and I think the world would be a lot sadder without it–” Oh man. He was tearing up. “S-Sorry!”

Ryohei took a deep breath, trying to stop the sniffles. Looking at the message on Hime’s PDA didn’t help, however. The athlete promptly burst into tears.

“H-Himechan...!” he sobbed, reaching out to take her hand. “T-That’s really p-personal, you didn’t have to tell u-us, I–” Ryohei sucked in a deep breath before jumping up again and bowing so low he nearly whacked his head on Hoshi’s, whipping back up and probably splashing tears all over the both of them.

“I’m really honoured!!!!!” the athlete shouted, way too loudly. “I’m sorry I can’t show you the same, because my secret is super embarrassing!!!!!!!!!!! I’ll never tell anyone as long as I live!!!!!!!!!!!”

Cleanup | Chapter 4 | Hoshi + Hime + OPEN?

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gorou-harada:

Someone was talking to him, a real person? The illusions voices carried through his ears like they were talking through a filter, to crip to be real people next to him. Not like this voice. Like…Ryohei? The boy was here. Oh thank god. Someone was real. As Katsyua’s voice faded Gorou snapped back into this realm of consciousness. 

“IT’s real.” Thank god Ryohei was holding on to the Traceur because it kept him from bursting into tears at any given moment. Gorou’s voice was weak and defeated as he smiled up at Ryohei. Gorou was happy that Ryohei was there.

“I mean not here but the …I mean the hallucinations.. I did it.” He held up a peace sign with his fingers and chuckled a little.

“IT’s me your local family disappointment.”

At least he can joke? Being this close Ryohei would notice irregularly shaped bruises poking out from Gorou’s Sleeves and shirt collar. Where it looked like the traceur crashed into things. Which wasn’t an abnormal sight except these looked recent and more frequent in number than usual. 

“I mean probably not very okay Ryohei but i’m sure it’ll work out.While we’re both lucid you wanna hang out and uh…Maybe do something.”

The tone implied that he was indeed begging for Ryohei to do something with him to stop from thinking about whatever hellscape he was living.

Ryohei... Really didn’t know how to deal with this. He was better at general pep talks and cheering people up not... Whatever this was. But he had to do his best! For Gorou-san!

“You’re not a disappointment, Gorou-san!” Ryohei yelped, taking hold of the other’s hand in his. “You’re super cool, and you can jump! You’ve never disappointed me ever in my life and you never will! Ever! I promise!” He pulled Gorou’s hand closer, reaching out with his free hand to grip Gorou’s other wrist. “You’re a really cool person and my friend, Gorou-san!”

Up this close, Ryohei caught sight of some marks on Gorou’s body – huh? Had he been in a fight? With who? How? Did he win? Was it even a fight? Did he fall over?

“Gorou-san,” Ryohei said, squeaking a little. “What’s–” Or maybe not. Maybe he’d bring it up later, he thought, when they were both feeling a little better. “Do you wanna get something to eat, Gorou-san...?” Wow. Always thinking about food, this one.

The way things were || Gorou || Motive (Open)

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You couldn’t say anyone was feeling the best after that whole motive shebang. People were crying, Ryohei had already had to run to the bathroom twice, and really, it wasn’t fun for anyone. At all. Ever. But sitting around wasn’t really helping Ryohei – it just made it worse – so he left the hotel, planning on a walk, and–

“Gorou-san!” Ryohei gasped, catching sight of his friend on the bench outside the hotel and dashing over to him, a hand coming up to rest on the other’s back. “Are you okay? C’mon, Gorou-san, it’ll be fine! Whatever you’re seeing...” It’s not real. But didn’t that kind of seem like Ryohei was trivialising Gorou’s pain? He himself had just run to the bathroom after catching sight of another illusion. 

“I...” Ryohei hung his head, setting himself down on the bench next to Gorou and grabbing one of his wrists to make sure the other knew he was there for him. “It’s okay, Gorou-san, I promise...!”

The way things were || Gorou || Motive (Open)

SWEARING TW::

Fear gas? Sounds delightful. Gorou had given up on the whole “living” thing a while ago so existing next to nightmares didn’t seem so bad.

{Disappointing child}

There was mom

{Foolish son}

Dad.

{Gorou you can’t be this irresponsible} Touya

God this was just a fucking trip down memory lane Gorou didn’t want. We’re there trees in this city? Because gorou was about ready to climb one and stay there. Drowning out the obnoxious life he left behind. A chore.

{Gorou-nii. How could you leave us alone.} Minori… Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck.

Gorou didn’t get far. A bench outside of the hotel. Just feet from the entrance was where fair Traceur made his home.

“Just…leave….hah… Go away. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean it…I’m sorry. I’ll come home I’ll come home I promise.”

Someone help.

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shsl-himechan:

shslconceptartist:

Hoshi paused from his task and vaguely looked at Hime, and then over to Ryohei as he frantically joined in the quest to protect his sketchbooks. He glanced over to an area behind Ryohei as well, apparently seeing someone that no one else could see. His eyes remained fixed on that invisible person, clearly holding back whatever grief that vision brought him. Still, his expression remained unchanged, and the only thing on Hoshi’s mind was a question: why did they care so much? 

“….mm….don’t really…feel like I wanna be a SHSL Concept Artist anymore….” 

He murmured out a response with a calm voice. Or perhaps it was simply that empty. 

“……Masae-san died so we could keep these talents…….don’t think it’s worth that price…..can’t say I feel like I ever wanna draw again….plus….if the bear decides it wants to…take something from us…..it’d probably take these anyway……might as well save it the trouble, huh…..?”

Hime tensed up a bit when Ryohei entered the scene. It felt just a biiiiit crowded now, but she was thankful that he was here!! Two energetic blonds could surely help out Hoshi!! She watched as Hoshi seemed to answer them but focus on something else. Maybe… Maybe he didn’t really want them there? 

But she wasn’t about to give up so easily!! His explanation was just downright sad!! Masae wouldn’t want this as at all! Since she was an idol, this would be easy, right? Part of her job was to bring back smiles!! 

“Murakami-san… I can not imagine how lucky you must feel being able to completely dismiss Masae-chan’s feelings like that. Even in death, I highly doubt she would want to see someone she cared about trying to use her name as a way to justify their own selfish actions.”

Aaaaaand that was not at all what she meant to do!! Maybe she was just a little sleepy– Nope, nope. Hime was pissed! It showed not only in her expression change but in the way she dropped her voice, becoming the girl from the courtroom that she loathed oh so very much! When she realized what she had said, Hime just sighed, going back to her usual self.

“Um… W-What Hime-chan meant to say was… p-please don’t do that?” 

Oh yeah, she def had this under control. 

This really hadn’t been what Ryohei had expected upon entering the mall, but at this point he was just happy to help, and glad to have company in the form of Hoshi and Hime. Although, he wasn’t quite sure what to do in this situation.

“Hoshi-san,” Ryohei mumbled, dropping down next to the other on the fountain and reaching out to grab his wrist before thinking better of it.  “I don’t think M-Masae-san would want... I mean, why would she want you to burn it...?”

!!! There was scary Himechan! Ryohei blinked balefully at the net idol as he watched her compose herself. That was another issue here! He was less sure of how to help with that one, though. For now he’d just focus on helping Hoshi out. 

“U-Um, Hoshi-san, is there anything I can– Oh! I’ll be right back!” he leapt up from his seat, eyes widening, and began to dash away, returning quickly with two sodas. “Look, Hoshi-san, Himechan, I got these for you! You like soda, right, Hoshi-san? I’m not sure why, because the caffeine and sugar is kind of gross, but I’m right, aren’t I?” Hopefully he hadn’t shaken them too much running around with them?

Cleanup | Chapter 4 | Hoshi + Hime + OPEN?

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no thank u tbh | ryohei | motive reaction (open)

Well, this wasn’t fun. Ryohei was already tired enough as it was, and now he had to deal with that? Ew. This couldn’t be good! The high jumper ran his hand through his hair as the AI finished speaking, and tried to breathe calmly – wait, wouldn’t that make it worse if the gas was in the air? Should he just not breathe until it was over? But then wouldn’t he die? W–

“AAAAAH!!!!” Ryohei whined loudly, “This is way too much for me!!!!!” He continued, backing away from the AI and the source of the hissing gas. Wasn’t this place already enough of a nightmare? He’d already watched the person he was closest to die, wasn’t that enough?

Nope, Ryohei’s subconscious apparently thought, because as he turned around to flee he caught sight of something he really didn't want to see again. Masae’s body lay on the ground, freshly murdered, how lovely! Well, Ryohei sure didn’t think so, because the contents of his stomach immediately jumped into his throat and he only just managed to swallow it down.

“Hrk…!” he uttered, immediately collapsing to his knees to clutch at his weak stomach. “N-no…”

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shsl-himechan:

Hime needed some space. Aaaaactually that was an understatement, Hime needed a lot of space and a lot of time to just accept what was going on. The whole Katashi thing had been caused by the fear gas she tried to laugh off earlier. She shuddered a bit just thinking about how real it felt and how awful of an experience it was. She wondered how everyone else was holding up.

Of course her question was partially answered when she walked into the mall and could just smell trouble!! She actually could see it to! Hime carefully approached Hoshi and for a moment just watched what it was that he was doing. 

That wasn’t… That wasn’t very good at all!! On high alert, Hime quickly sat herself besides the artist and covered the stack of books that were still unharmed with her arms. She really wasn’t too sure what to do in a situation like this but even she knew that this couldn’t continue on!! 

“Soda-san, Soda-san, Soda-san!!”

She was nervous, but still did her best to keep up a cheerful tune.

“Hime… Hime wants to know w-what you’re doing!!”

Ryohei really, really, really needed someone to spend time with right now. His stomach was still feeling super weak, and he just wanted to grab someone’s arm and make sure they were there. So he figured he’d walk around for a while, try and find Gorou-san or Milky-chan or literally anyone else, at this point.

Passing by the mall and catching the scent of smoke didn’t really bother Ryohei too much. He’d been smelling a bunch of weird stuff since the AI’s announcement, mainly that weird gas and, like, blood, so fire wasn’t really high on his list of oh-my-god-something’s-wrong smells. Still, he thought maybe he ought to check it out? So he wandered into the mall and caught sight of something super concerning! 

“Huh? Hoshi-san? Hime-chan? What’s..?” Ryohei blinked in confusion, finally taking in the sight before him. Hoshi was... burning his sketches? What???? No!

“No, no, Hoshi-san, no!” the athlete yelped, dashing over and skidding to a halt right in front of the pair. “Don’t do that! Please! That’s everything, you can’t–”

Oh, man. The kid looked like he was gonna cry.

Cleanup | Chapter 4 | Hoshi + Hime + OPEN?

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damn lol | ryohei | execution reaction

Tokuma’s execution was brutal, Ryohei thought, not that any of the others hadn’t been. The thought of dying like that left Ryohei shaking in sneakers – he’d never want that for himself or any of his friends. 

Urgh… But…

…

….

….. 

“Kind of deserved it, though, didn’t he?” Ryohei uttered, a weak grin on his face. Tokuma wasn’t his friend, so it was ok to think like that. Tokuma had killed Masae, and Masae was Ryohei’s friend – one of his best, he thought, although he supposed he never found out if Masae thought of him the same way. Ryohei was tired of thinking, anyway.

And in the end, he hadn’t really done anything to help Masae, either. He hadn’t bothered to investigate the body, because it made him feel sick, didn’t bother to participate in the trial, because he wasn’t smart enough – it all came down to that, Ryohei supposed. It always did. 

Whatever. Ryohei was tired. He trudged out of the trial room with his shoulders slumped, utterly exhausted. It showed on his face. He’d just go to bed.

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shslclassicalpoet:

Once again out on one of his personal walks, Timothy found himself quite suddenly ripped out of the trance he had put himself in. Fortunately, by this point, he had come to expect something or other to yell at him during his walks. 

“More gambling eh? Certainly seems like fun!” Stopping to walk up to the red-glad boy, the poet outstretched a hand. “I don’t beleive we’ve met, either; though I suppose I need not introduce myself! And you are Ryohei, correct?…it is pronounced Tim-o-thy if you were interested…” 

With a playful grin, he cracked his knuckles, and adjusted his glasses. “Timo works too, if that’s what you like!” - and under his breath - “it’s certainly not the worst nickname I’ve ever had…”

Just look at this dude! He looked so... uh... Posh! And like he knew what was going on! Ryohei was impressed. He must be super smart! Ryohei could tell from the way he spoke that he was. Probably.

“Yeah!! The bear said there was a deal or something???” Ryohei replied eagerly, excited beyond measure that Timothy had agreed! “I’ve never done it before, but it sure sounds like fun!!! I don’t want to lose everything, though...”

“Oh! Right! That’s me! Ryohei Seijurou!!!” The athlete flashed a peace sign and a bright grin, pleased that he’d been recognised. Although, he supposed the other had just seen his name and picture on the roster. “What’s your talent again, Timo– Tim... Timot...”

“Sorry,” Ryohei sighed. “I don’t think I can get it right! Anyway, Timo sounds super cool!!! So I’ll call you that!! Let’s go, Timo-kun!!!!!!!!!”

whatever it takes!!! | ryohei | closed for tim

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whatever it takes!!! | ryohei | closed for tim

Honestly, something about this motive felt different from the others! Maybe it was because it was so vague, or maybe because it didn’t seem possible to take away everyone’s talents…? It’s not like the little bear could cut off everyone’s legs! That was way too many legs!

Still, Ryohei was looking for a distraction. He was super duper bored! He’d already done some exercise, but maybe he could find someone else to exercise with again?! That was always fun! Maybe Gorou-san again?? Or Milky-chan??!!! Ryohei was about to start his search for one of the two before he caught sight of another person walking past! That was someone he’d barely spoken to before!

His name was… Uh… Timothy? If Ryohei remembered correctly! Although, he wasn’t quite sure how he’d pronounce that. Timot… Timo…. Hm… Timo sounded fine, so he’d go with that!

“Hey!!!” he hollered, flagging down Timothy like a taxi. Nice. “Timo-kun!!!!!!! Do you want to hang out with me!!!!! We can go to the casino!!!!!!!!!!! And win!!!!!!!!!”