Chapter 4: The Magic of Lying

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Three days had passed since the beginning of this nightmare, a nightmare that seemed to have no end. This was their new reality, the world had gone to shit, and it appeared that a masochistic teenager with severe mental problems had planned everything. And no one could stop her, what a useless country.

For Himiko Yumeno, the days had been bleak. Most of the time she was cooped up in her new room, which boasted the unique smell that only hospitals could have. She hoped to eventually wake up in her old room, awakened by Tenko almost destroying the door and barging in like a beast to walk to the academy together, but that was a cheap fantasy.

"Nyeh..." Himiko rose from her bed lazily, looking out of the window to see out over the city. Her room was on the highest floor to prevent someone from killing her in her sleep. Seeing as it was another cloudy day, the only thing that told her the time was the wall clock, it was time for food.

"I hope they serve something new, I'm tired of eating vegetable soup and mashed potatoes." The thing was, they didn't want to use any mana to summon food, they had to save it for an emergency.

Himiko walked down the third floor hallway, and saw Chiaki Nanami, with ten wires covering her body through the window.

"I'm coming in." She called arriving at a door.

She knocked and opened the door, Shuichi and Maki were standing guard just inside, the doctors couldn't always be there to care for her, there were more patients to check.

"Hello, Yumeno-san." greeted the detective quietly. Maki just stared out of the window, ignoring her presence, again.

"Hello, Shuichi… you alright?" asked the mage with the same tone.

"Yes, Nanami-san only had slight loss of blood, early this morning, but… Kaede donated a little of her blood." it seems he still found it hard to mention his girlfriend´s name, something understandable given his shyness.

They were lucky that Kaito, Kaede, and herself had the same blood type as Chiaki, although the mage had not yet donated anything due to her fear of needles, it was only a matter of time before she did though.

"Anything about her arm?" this seems to make Maki tense for a few moments.

"Nothing good, the doctors need to get the materials for surgery." replied Shuichi with the horrible news. Chiaki will lose her arm, of course, her life was more important than keeping it. But sadly, it was very likely that the gamer would never redevelop her talents from before.

"Ok… I'll go to the cafeteria and bring you food, I'll take my turn in a few hours." Himiko left the room, closing the door carefully. There was a group agreement, someone had to accompany Maki on guard. The assassin made it clear that she would be staying with Chiaki. Everyone else took seven hour turns, except for Kokichi, for quite obvious reasons. They couldn't leave Maki with the dictator alone, there was a mutual hatred that could end badly.

"Master? ...can you hear me?" She asked in her mind, without receiving an answer. Himiko was worried about the master. She knew perfectly well that he could take care of himself in this world, but his age could be a problem if he faced many enemies at once. She wanted to see him, see his pet Shiro, Tenko, Angie, the others, even Miu.

"No, I won't let the negative energies corrupt my magic." Himiko said to herself. Tapping her cheeks with her hands to keep those thoughts away.

She entered to the cafeteria, there were about twenty people eating, but not talking. A piano melody could be heard in the background, Kaede was playing to try and brighten the atmosphere. Once finished, she only received some light applause and forced smiles.

"Tough crowd?" asked Himiko, trying to sound sympathetic. Kaede knew, like her, what it was to be on a stage with an audience waiting for a great show.

"It's something, although I'm happy to cheer up some people." the pianist responded with a smile. Kaede still tried to stay positive, the pianist had to have great willpower not to be upset in this situation.

"I see, what do we have today?"

"Vegetable soup with mashed potatoes and orange jelly. And to drink, lemonade powder." the blonde replied, looking at some trays that were on the main table.

"Nyeh… I hate lemonade, it dries my throat. Guess I better drink tap water, I wish Kirumi was here." the mention of the maid dampered the spirits of the girls, there was still no news of their friends. They couldn't go out to look for them, and the military wasn't giving answers, frustrating the group more.

"Don't worry Yumeno-san. I'm sure they're all fine." Himiko wasn't one of the people who liked hugs, however, in this situation, she didn't mind. It was comforting to know that she wasn't alone.

"Well… I'll take Shuichi and Maki their food." Himiko turned around to take two trays when a hand on her shoulder stopped her.

"Do you know anything about Ouma-kun?" asked Kaede, concerned.

"No. Haven't heard anything since yesterday afternoon. After the fight with Kaito, he vanished."

During yesterday's meal, Kokichi came to making dark jokes about the situation, which wasn't tolerated by Kaito, when Ouma insulted a small child who'd lost his mother. Kaede had to leave Maki alone to separate them along with the man sporting an afro, who was Kokichi's friend in his organization. Although the pianist tried to fix the situation, Kokichi only laughed and left.

"Well, would you mind leaving food in his room? I would ask one of his friends, but I couldn't find any of them. I have to help with the cleaning, and Momota-kun is helping the soldiers try and prevent the electrical system from failing."

"What a nuisance… fine." Himiko was too lazy to look for Kokichi. He was supposed to enter his hide and seek game. But she had to check that he was well, it was her responsibility as a mage, now that Ouma was her familiar, whether she liked it or not.

"Thank you very much Yumeno-san, see you soon." Kaede called on her way to help pick up the trays from the people who had finished.

The mage sighed in annoyance, she quickly took Maki and Shuichi their food and returned to eat her rations.

While eating, Himiko realized that what Kaede said was true, the people from Kokichi´s group weren't seen frequently. She'd had some small conversations with Freak, more to kill time than anything, but Freak always asked Yumeno to teach her how to get a baby crocodile from the hat instead of a rabbit. With the other two, just looking at them, you could tell they were people of few words.

"I'm going to win this game." Kokichi's words resonated in her head with the same evil tone. Did he really think that? It was difficult to say, only the actions of the dictator would tell.

"No!" cried Himiko cried suddenly. Everyone in the dining room turned to stare at her, the mage stood up, and quickly grabbed the tray of food meant for Kokichi.

"It was just a joke. It was just a joke. It was not a blood seal for my virginity." Himiko repeated in her mind to calm down. She arrived at Kokichi´s room to an open door. Inside was a bed surrounded by bottles of soda, mainly grape, and books from the hospital library. Why did a hospital have a library? No idea.

"I have to teach him manners." The mage left the tray on the bed, then rested her back against the wall. She felt the wall give in to her weight. Yumeno fell onto a little ramp, sliding into another room.

"My butt…" this place was bigger than the previous room, and more gracefully decorated. There was a purple roundtable, and more books, but what really caught her attention, were the two blackboards in the back. They held pictures of Junko Enoshima, and Yasuke Matsuda, who were connected with a red line with the word "complicity" at the top. Pictures of their class, where she was in a section with the others that made up the current class, although her photo and Kaede's had a yellow circle, the others had question marks, specifying that they were missing. And class 78 was together on the other slate, except Chiaki, who's photo had "investigate" written in blue marker, the others were in the category of "crazy and foolish puppets of despair."

"What is he doing?"

"It's called putting your ideas in order, did the mashed potatoes slow your brain down?" Himiko cried in fright, giving a tremendous blow to whoever had spoke in her ear. It was Kokichi.

"Auch" was the dry response of the supreme leader.

"You scared me you idiot!" the mage shouts, completely angry.

"Come on, don't be mad. It saddens my heart to see you like this." said Kokichi sad, looking down.

"Liar"

"Okay, you got me. Haven't you realized that I like to see your hideous angry face?" A sneer appeared on his face in a second, typical of him.

"Well, what is this? As your master I must know" ordered Himiko, pointing to the blackboards.

Kokichi made his way over to the table, sitting down and moving an old cup of tea.

"Let's be civilized people and discuss this over a cup of soda, I'd offer you tea, but this place has nothing of quality." the girl sighs for the tenth time that day, sitting in front of him, waiting for an answer.

"Well?"

"I see the doubts in your ugly face. Fine, I'll answer your questions truthfully, but you're only entitled to three questions. In exchange for a very simple favor, is today game."

She knew it, Kokichi wasn't an easy person. When she was ordering him to be serious and talk, her familiar attached his middle finger to hers. "We swear on the Green Star pact!"

"Son of a… grape" she almost cursed in her mind, now she had to comply with the rules of the game, it was the second time Ouma did this, she had to react faster "did you read the books I gave you?"

"Yep, there were some very fanciful things in there. But, some was interesting, now that I've entered the magical world. I must inform you by the way, that you've burned through your first question." said Kokichi with a mocking smile. Shit, she'd fallen for his tricks again.

Focus Himiko Yumeno, you're the mage here, not Ouma.

"What does all that stuff on the blackboards mean? And I want a good explanation."

"But I already told you, it's to keep my thoughts in order. I just want to keep the events that led up to this disaster in mind, also it's a way to not die of boredom in this hospital. Don't worry Himiko-chan. I'll explain everything when I have more information, promise." answered Kokichi resting his head on the table.

With him sporting that mocking expression, the young mage doubted it. It was more likely that Tenko would hug a man.

"Well?" the supreme leader awaited the last question.

"Where did you send your comrades?" Kokichi lifted his head, looking at Himiko earnestly, and then gave her a little smile.

"You're more observant than I thought."

"It's easy to notice the absence of three people who wear weird masks and all white clothes. Don't underestimate your master." Kokichi laughed a little, he was a little impressed. He hardly remembered ever seeing the lazy Himiko so secure and proud.

"They're doing fieldwork. Tomorrow holds a surprise for you and the others." As if he could read Himiko´s mind, he continued to talk. "Relax, they're very capable of surviving abroad, for one thing they're under my command."

"...And now, what is the favor?" now that Kokichi had done his part of the pact, it was her turn. Unlike the blood pact, she could refuse to do it if he asked for too much.

"Nothing complicated, I just want you to teach me black magic." his proposition scared the girl.

"Black… magic?"

"You see, as your familiar, I need to use magic. And what's better than black magic for someone evil like me, Nishishi" Kokichi laughed.

"I'm sorry, you're talking to the wrong person. Even if I could do it, black magic is a delicate subject. Besides, my magic power is only fire and light." Explained Himiko seriously, magic themes often showed the more serious side of her.

"Ah, come on Himiko-chan, sorry... Master, I can only ask you for help."

"Well..."

"You are the Cherry Crimson Mage, the most powerful, magical girl in the country. Surely you could teach me a thing or two without a problem."

"Wait… did you call me Cherry Crimson Mage?" Himiko blushed a little at the nickname that Kokichi added to her mage name.

"Of course I did, the books explained it, in a complicated way. They're nothing compared to you, because you're different. Aren't you?" Ouma smiled, God, what a little praise could do to the human mind.

"If you put it that way, fine. I can't teach you black magic, but I can teach you magic that adapts to the user's element. Based on that, we can work with your magic." Wow, her eagerness to speak now was noticeable. Kokichi took note for the future.

"Are you serious?! This will be so amazing! I promise to be the best student." responded the supreme leader excited, hoping to learn real magic.

"Ok, then I'll do my best as your teacher in the magic arts. We'll start with figuring out your element." Himiko took her hat, grabbed a piece of coffee cloth that was on the floor, and layed over the hat to cover the hole.

"As long as you don't blow up something like the cauldron accident, I'll be quiet." Himiko ignored the grape boy's words in order to concentrate. She waited a second, took off the rag and held her hat out. Ouma grabbed the thing that was now inside.

"A mutant flower?" asked Kokichi with disappointment, he analyzed the strangely colored sunflower. Red on one side, and the other was white in color.

"You really don't understand anything. It's a material sample of my elements, red for fire and white for light. It will take a few days to learn this, but..."

"Okay, it doesn't sound so hard." interrupted Kokichi holding his hands behind his neck, forsaking the knot of his broken scarf, which caught Himiko´s attention. "Nothing is in my hand." She watched as he laid the scarf over his left hand, which held nothing.

"Nyeh!" She cried in surprise, out of nowhere, Kokichi held a black rose with green dots in front of her. It meant that he was a user of dark magic and a little wind magic, it was a rarity in the magical world to have two powers.

"It wasn't that complicated, child's play." Kokichi said with a mocking smile.

"Well, that saves me hours of explanation. Don't feel so smug about a level two-act." Himiko said folding the rag, unimpressed.

"Simple trick."

"Hmm?" Himiko looked up, Kokichi brought his finger to his lips and then showed his scarf and rose.

"This isn't magic, fake magic is nothing but a simple test of skill and ability. With a little visual play, I can learn that in five minutes. I want something bigger, something that'll help me with my plans. I just hope you can really teach me, don't want a disappointment, so let's be serious." commented the boy, as he walked towards Yumeno, smirking.

"I will not allow you to mock magic, I'm not one of those imposters that use tricks and call themselves mages. I would give my life to defend true magic."

"Wow, you take it seriously, that's great." Ouma thought, watching as his master sighed to calm down, pointing at his flower.

"This is the reflection of our soul. It has a very deep meaning." Kokichi took the flower out of his hand and examined it.

"Then... according to you, this is the reflection of Master´s soul. You're boring, although, it matches what I think about you Himiko-chan, you have two sides." She stood still, but answered.

"I Know, I know perfectly well that there are two parts of me, but it is not something I should take lightly. There are occasions where the secrets of a mage must remain in the dark forever." Kokichi looked at her blankly.

"That's the way things are, it's normal for people to have secrets… but yours is scarier." Now Ouma was speaking with a serious tone, moving the table in front of Yumeno, who looked at him confused.

"That fear, whether internal or external, will always be an obstacle for you to overcome, and I don't see you determined to fight it. And that is very bad… but it's your life, your mind. You'll have to live with the consequence. This flower is nothing more than a cheap illusion of how you feel." Kokichi throws the flower on the table.

Himiko didn't feel comfortable with her familiar giving her a sermon, so she avoided looking him in the eyes.

"You should break that shell that's trapping you, don't expect anything to change, that would be pathetic… as I was some time ago." Kokichi grabbed Himiko´s hand, to see this facet of the supreme leader was so strange to her.

"But don't worry! I'll be by your side if you go in the wrong direction, I'll protect you." he smiled and Himiko couldn't avoid blushing.

"Now our fates are intertwined, the covenant bond that united us, it's a mutual duty now, as it should be." Kokichi linked his fingers with hers, and then brought them closer to his face "Together we'll win this game, no matter the blood on our hands." now, he held a grim expression, a smile of madness that broke the warm atmosphere.

"Go away!" cried Himiko frightened, taking a few steps back.

"Wow, you love being dramatic." again he returns to his calm demeanor. How could he change his entire attitude so fast?

"You're too strange Kokichi. I honestly don't know if I should take you seriously, or if it's another joke of yours." the mage answered annoyed, with a little sweat coming down her cheeks.

"That's up to you, and you'll get used to this. Although I admit it was fun." Kokichi returned to wrapping his plaid scarf around his neck, and then taking his rose from the table.

"But I want to be clear Himiko-chan… if we're going to do this together, whether with the help of D.I.C. E, our classmates, or any of our future allies, we must trust our union. Rather than master and familiar, or mage and Supreme leader, but as survivors, you must count on me." Kokichi extended his flower to Himiko, who held doubts, but raised her hand to take the rose.

"Fine… I'll trust you." it was the only thing she could say, did Yumeno really have to trust the pact and put Kokichi first? Or was he playing with her.

"Guys, come to the waiting room on the first floor, now!" Kaito's voice abruptly spoke from the loudspeakers, and by his tone, it sounded urgent.

Kokichi sighed, approaching a door and opening it.

"After you, you can think about what happened today tonight. You will see that my commitment to you is real, Nishishi." She didn't know why, but Himiko ran away, perhaps it was an act for him, so she couldn't ask anymore about the blackboards, or the mission abroad that the members of D.I.C.E. were on. Himiko had to think carefully, she hoped that Kaito's situation would help distract her mind.

"This is going to give me a brain aneurysm." the mage was so distracted that she didn't realize that there was a broom on the floor, slipping and almost falling to the ground. Fortunately, she'd been able to grab onto the knob of a door.

"That was close, almost...!" Himiko's hat nearly came off in the air. She couldn't prevent her face from acquiring a reddish color, there standing a few feet away were Kaede and Shuichi, demonstrating their love, it seems that the current situation brought them much closer. Wait, was that a tongue?

"Whaa! Akamatsu-chan took Shuichi away from me, and now the piano freak is going to practically assault him in front of me, I hate my life." Kokichi was now next to the mage. The couple was taken out of their moment, seeing as the dictator was pretending to cry, and the mage was blushing, petrified.

"I-it's not what it looks like!" cried Shuichi, trying to explain himself.

"You were going to create a baby, don't lie." said the grape boy, still crying.

"Tongue... saliva… love" were the only words that came out of Himiko´s lips, who was still trembling, pointing with her hand to the now, passionate couple.

"Moo, what a shame, I should control myself." whispered Kaede.

"Anyway, the idiot Kaito is calling us for something. I'm sure neither of you heard. I recommend the top floor next time, come on master." Kokichi splashed soda in the magical girls face to wake her up from her petrified state. She doesn't hesitate to pursue him in order to give him a punishment, to which Ouma simply laughs.

"I'm sorry, I reacted badly." the pianist said, apologizing for her attitude.

"It's fine. Our emotions won… we need to go." the detective took his girlfriend's hand. Both walked forward, following Himiko´s cries and Kokichi´s laugh.

Upon reaching the room, they found Kaito and Maki waiting for them.

"Way to go Shuichi, I never thought you'd be so fast, alas that's expected from my sidekick." Kaito spoke, giving a thumbs up, as a sign of approval.

"Momota-kun!" replied Saihara embarrassed.

"Anyway, the four of us have things to do, what's wrong?" asked Ouma smiling, wearing some scratches on his face, caused by the Cherry Crimson Mage's fury. More like a crimson kitten to him.

"Look at this." Maki turned on the TV in the room. He'd left Dr. Seth with Chiaki to come. On the TV were thirteen teenagers in some kind of a oral trial, debating hard, they knew them very well.

"Wait a minute, they're..."

"...class 78, apparently they're not safe from this." Kaito finished the phrase that Kaede couldn't articulate.

"There's no doubt... Naegi was the one who killed Maizono!"

"You're wrong, Fukawa-san!" most of them blamed Makoto for the crime.

"Wait, Naegi-kun murdered Maizono-san?" asked Himiko, not understanding what was going on.

"We're talking about Naegi, he was quite a normal person, and anyone could tell from afar that he liked Maizono. Don't you remember how she would skip her rehearsals to eat with him? It was just a matter of time before they become a couple." the astronaut in training was confused, it made no sense to him.

"This is a live broadcast. Apparently, this is a game of death that developed within the academy. If the culprit of a murder is not blamed in the trial, they go free while others die. If it fails, only the culprit dies. That robotic bear is like a host." the general appeared behind them, watching the trial.

"Whoa, it sounds so interesting, I wish I was there."

"If you don't shut your mouth, I will. Permanently." threatened Maki, Kokichi kept his smile, appreciating the show.

"There was sixteen in the class, if Sayaka Maizono is dead, there should be fifteen. But there's only thirteen in the trial, with an empty place." analyzed Shuichi.

"Enoshima Junko also passed away. She tried to challenge the robot called Monokuma, who killed her by throwing spears into her body.

"Junko is dead?!" said Himiko, if Junko was dead, everything had to return to normal, but her theory was incorrect.

"We don't have the video of her death, those who are still alive talked about it. There's her funeral photo." the TV showed Junko´s photo with an "X" but something didn't fit for Kokichi and Saihara.

"Ouma-Kun also noticed, that's not Junko's face." they both looked at each other for a few moments, but it was only a hypothesis so that would be kept secret for now.

"I don't see Mukuro Ikusaba, did she escape?" asked Kokichi in his mind, in a few minutes the image of Maizono´s corpse passed by, Himiko endured the desire to vomit, while Kaede and Kaito couldn't stand to look for more than five seconds.

"Death by bleeding out, the knife went through a vital organ." commented Maki, for an assassin, it was easy for her to identify the cause of death. A kitchen knife being the murder weapon, coupled with other factors, it was clear a rookie was responsible for the murder.

"Come on, if the case is already is solved, than this is a disappointment. I expected more." Kokichi sighed, how could they be so foolish not to notice the clear evidence?

"What do you mean, Ouma-kun?" asked Kaede, he only looked at the detective with a smile.

"I'll let you have this, Saihara-chan, go ahead. Besides, they might not believe me if I say it."

Saihara looked carefully at the image, trying to see what Kokichi saw. Wait, on the wall, there was something written.

"Close to Maizono-san's back, you can see how she wrote something with her own blood." Saihara pointed to the spot, helping his friends to see it too.

"A number code, insurance she was delirious."

"Wrong. For a general, you're pretty bad at this." mocked Kokichi, luckily the old man had a lot of patience.

"I don't think that's relevant."

"Hold on Kaede. Ouma-kun is right, it seems like a number code. But considering that Maizono-san wrote backwards, we just need to turn the numbers. 'Leon'"

"I'm so glad we have the same logical minds, we should be partners!" ignoring the dictator, the others processed the information.

"So it was Leon Kuwata." Maki saw many mistakes in his murder, it was clear that he'd done it impulsively.

The Headmaster's daughter, Kyoko Kirigiri, with Makoto Naegi, came to the same conclusion, explaining to their classmates, and cornering Kuwata who finally snapped.

"It was self-defense! She tried to kill me!" screamed Leon desperately, trying to save his life.

"Upupupu, that's not a justification, murder is murder, and as in any good society, you must pay. It's punishment time!" everyone watched as Leon tried to escape, but a chain was tied to his neck. He was pulled violently to a post, then slaughtered by thousands of baseballs.

"That was too cruel." Kaede covered her mouth with both hands, horrified.

"Very evil." Himiko, was behind Kokichi, fighting the desire to hug him, or anyone. She had to be strong.

"Don't know what's worse, that Leon killed, or that Maizono used Naegi to blame him for the kill, so she escapes." Kaito was also speechless, she couldn't tolerate such actions. Especially on the part of her best friend's idol, and crush.

"They seek to convey despair. Calm down, don't fall into the trap." spoke Maki, she didn't like to play the role of cheering people up, but she had to prevent them from becoming too sad.

"I agree with the young woman. It is clear that it's a method to lower our morality. Also, young Sayaka's actions were driven by despair. She wasn't thinking clearly." commented the sergeant.

"So, despair." Ouma whispered. Yumeno couldn't decipher his look, what would he be thinking?

"We mustn't expose ourselves to this transmission. I can understand that they're students from the same academy, but try to keep your mind cold. This is between us, no one should know. Not even the doctors." the sergeant says leaving the room, turning off the TV and taking the remote so that no one could turn on the TV again.

The group stood in silence, letting the hours pass, with vague attempts from Kaede and Kaito to lighten the mood.

Saihara, Himiko, and Maki kept quiet, thinking. But Kokichi was off to the side, considering his plan.

"Wow, they came..." the supreme leader murmured getting up and walking towards the main entrance. The others observed him curiously, when they began to hear noise in the distance, they didn't hesitate to follow him.

"Let them pass."

"You don't have the authority, just the—"

"I'm only informing you as a courtesy, they'll be coming in one way or another." Kokichi looked out into the distance. The organizations van, could be seen escaping from a horde of people wearing bear helmets. It looked like a zombie movie scene. Only it became even more unreal when a fucking laser beam came shooting out of the back of the van, which crashed sideways against a corner near the building.

"What the hell?!" shouted Kaito, surprised like the others by the sudden laser.

From out of the smoke, came Freak and Clown, slightly beaten, but okay.

"We brought you a little surprise." Freak smiled. A madman tried to kill her from behind, but a big shadow appeared from the hull and threw him violently into the horde.

"Gonta will protect friends." Spoke the insect lover determinedly.

"Gonta!" shouted Kaede and Kaito happy, but there were more.

"Thank you very much for helping us, Freak. Atua will reward you in the very near future."

"Angie!" now it was Himiko who screamed with joy, one of her best friends was alive.

"It's nothing southern brunette, better move ass before we die." both girls started running towards the hospital. The sergeant, with the veracity that they were also students from the academy, asked his soldiers to cover them.

"Stop whining and move, I'm not going to take care of a piece of junk."

"That's discrimination against robots, can't you see I lost my left arm for a shot at that damn thing!"

"Don't complain robot fag, that was fucking exciting. I'll take care of the repairs, because I'm a fucking genius."

"Kibo" said Saihara, they had a good friendship, so to see him… almost fine, he was very happy.

"And who's gonna give me some love motherfuckers?!" screamed Miu from afar, starting the run to the hospital with Clown and Kibo.

"No one would worry about a useless and dirty pig like your Miu." Kokichi said with a mocking smile.

So everyone could get inside, one of the soldiers threw a smoke bomb that would drive the maniacs away from the entrance, for a short time.

"Dirty…useless...pig...that hurts." groaned Miu, no one understood why Iruma was aroused from being insulted, one of the mysteries of life.

"Angie!" Himiko yelled embracing her religious friend, who received her with open arms.

"It's okay, Himiko. Atua is always watching you and me. I appreciate that we are together, besides..." replied Angie with her typical smile, then something moved from her yellow jacket, revealing a small white animal.

"Shiro!" Himiko hugged her pet, unable to avoid crying, she was so happy. Was this the surprise that Kokichi mentioned earlier?

"Here it is. It's not much, but it has information that you may be interested in." a little further away, and taking advantage of the others reunions. Freak gave a USB stick to her leader secretly, who slid it into his pocket.

"What about the others?" whispered Kokichi earnestly, looking to the opposite side of the hall as Freak.

"Everyone is fine, a little separated from each other, but fine. In groups of three, except Onion and Punk, they're out of town, for now. They'll be coming soon."

"Well done Freak, follow the flow. We'll talk business on the roof later, meet me at 3:00 in the morning."

"As is your will, supreme leader." both returned to the others.

"Do you know anything about the others?" asked Kaede, hoping to help those who were still missing.

"Sadly, no. Miu was giving me necessary maintenance when all the chaos began. We met Gonta and Angie during the getaway. We took refuge in Miu´s lab that's out of the academy until they helped us get back with you." said Kibo, upset that he couldn't be useful in saving more of his dear friends, just like Gonta.

"Gonta frustrated, not being able to save friends."

"Then Kokichi´s allies found you, how?" asked Maki, suspiciously, she still didn't trust Ouma or his group.

"We received a call for help on the radio, we used one of the soldiers computer to track their location. Kokichi gave us the order, we went, we brought their asses here, and done. Easy peasy lemon squeezy." Freak countered, with a mocking smile, which Maki didn't like.

"How could you send them out?!" shouted Kaito to Kokichi.

"We're prepared for everything, and your welcome for bringing your companions here almost unharmed." Clown responded for his leader, who was satisfied by the answer.

"Thank the great Miu Iruma. If it wasn't for me, you three would be dead. I'll be waiting for your fucking thanks."

"Miu, this is not the time to boost your ego, you must—Hmm!" Kibo feels his function to speak be disconnected.

"I will give you a punishment later, be a grateful robot. I'll take you as my future project." claimed the inventor, holding the mobile control to turn the Kibo functions on or off.

"I need to know what else they saw while outside. It may help us." spoke the general, looking towards Freak, who looked to her leader, who nodded.

"You can speak, they need to know. Besides, it will help me understand the context of this game, Nishishi."

"Okay, here's the story, told by the unstable Freak. I hope to entertain you."

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A/N: Thanks for the favorites and the followers, glad to know your support, next chapter will see Freak rescue story, and return to Kokichi point of view, please let me know what you think with a review, promise I will read and send an answer in the next episode, thanks for reading, kuna out.

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Reply to Reviews!

Jpach07: Ouma es un cabron, pero tranquilo, Himiko tendra su revancha pronto.

pokemonsuperallstarfan: Maybe because most of the toxic fandom cannot tolerate seeing Kokichi or Himiko in a ship that is not a gay one, but I personally don't care, anyone can ship what they want-