sotousoâ:
âThey stopped someday? Maan, I donât think youâre that good of a chef like you think you are, if not even your closest buddies would try your stuffâŚâ Kokichi could be quite blunt, so maybe it was better for her to realize that fact now. Even though he was a proud liar, he wouldnât shy away to tell her his true opinion of something he genuinely thought tasted bad.Â
âOoooh, hey, that sounds super interesting. So are you something like super heroes then? Bet that was a lot of fun, wasnât it?â Once Yukikio asked Kokichi if he was much of a âfighterâ however, his smile faded away and he stared to the ground. As usually for him though, that didnât even last a secound and he tried his best to not let anyone notice that he just remembered something unpleasant. âHahaha, totally. Guess you could call it that. I was locked up in some weird school with my classmates, and all that by some ugly robot bear. There, I was forced to play some kind of killing game! Everyone was totally paranoid and there were many deaths, everything was super bloody and messy, too!~â It was understandable if that would shock the girl next to him, but he decided to laugh it all off right after.
âOf course that was a lie, haha, thereâs no way something like that could happen, right? Did I getcha?â
  True, perhaps her cooking could use some work. However, that wasnât going to stop her from continuing to try! As the heiress to the Amagi Inn, she couldnât just sit back and do nothing. Cooking had always been a fatal point for her-- Despite ignorant comments from certain Investigation Team members in the past, she was determined to keep trying. âMaybe so. But.. Even if they did stop, theyâll return once they realize how much my skills have improved!â
  It wasnât often Yukiko talked about the Investigation Team or the television world to other people not involved with the ordeal. Rather, she had barely even mentioned it since arriving to Spirale. âSuper heroes? I-In a way, you might say that. The skills we had were those of our personas-- Realizations within ourselves, if you will. Those are what manifested and granted us power. Perhaps you have one too.â A way to connect the conversation back to him, really. âIt was hard, but the strength from me and my peers made it worth it, Iâd say.â
  Yet, Kokichiâs supposed situation sounded worse. To Yukiko, it seemed much too detailed to be a lie. Why would one fake being in a killing game? That sounded horrific. She couldnât imagine being in such a scenario, herself. âA killing game? Deaths? Thatâs.. horrible..â A pause. Even if he was acting like she was fooled, Yukiko wasnât convinced. âYou can be honest with me. Iâm sorry you had to deal with such a thing. Did you die, too..?â












