“That Was Just A Lie !~”

THAT WAS MEEE //

I don’t know it won’t let me switch accounts //

d. do u not know how to log out ☹️ /nm

does it look like I know how to do that //

bestie are u on phone or compooter

P HONE/

funny story is, @guppyglass is connected to this account //

you little twat 😟 make a new one u cant unconnect HEHEHAHJ

I’m not a little twat u fag 🤬 //

I don’t know it won’t let me switch accounts //

d. do u not know how to log out ☹️ /nm

does it look like I know how to do that //

bestie are u on phone or compooter

P HONE/

funny story is, @guppyglass is connected to this account //

I don’t know it won’t let me switch accounts //

d. do u not know how to log out ☹️ /nm

does it look like I know how to do that //

bestie are u on phone or compooter

P HONE/

I don’t know it won’t let me switch accounts //

d. do u not know how to log out ☹️ /nm

does it look like I know how to do that //

I don’t know it won’t let me switch accounts //

Kokichi had to look up at kaede.. embarrassing but whatever. “Kaaaeeedeeee!!!~” He smiled widely, wrapping his arms around her and squeezing. “Waaah !! I missed you sooooo muuuch!!!” Ouma whined whilst swaying himself..not so gently. “But whatev’s! Ive been soooo amazing!! I was on vacation with tootally awesome secret evil organisation!” Lies.

Three Kokichi's he's met so far, that's.. a lot. He's going to be confused about who's who eventually. "Uh.. Hi, Kokichi," as if you already didn't know his name. "I'm uh.. Shuichi. If it's too soon, that's fine, but.. could I call you just.. Ki', for short? I uh.. have my reasons.." to not mix everyone up.. that'd be awkward.

Kokichi yawned with a slight eye roll, waving Shuichi away. “Okay yeah whateverr! I don’t carree! Just get outta your prized leaders sight you scrawny asshat!” .

Well.. ouch! That.. kinda really hurt. "Right--" he took a few steps back because of that.. "..Weren't you the one that technically came to me in the first place..?" his previous hurt expression turned to an amused one.

“Dream on emo fag!” Kokichi scoffed and flicked the brim of his hat with a rather..taunting and extremely terrifying look on his face. “I think that you should be happy to be in such a high class celebrity’s presence!~ “ The small boy took a step closer with a menacing grin. A stare that could kill.

The flick caused his hat to fly off, to which he picked up. Jeez.. this is giving him memories, not good ones, thats for sure. It wasn't like he was complaining though, those memories made him rather happy. He liked being insulted, like he deserves. Uh.." now he's stuck, he has no idea how to say he met two of him before.. and that he isn't very surprised at this point. "I.. I am, very. I'm just, not that very surprised? I guess? Haha.. I've met.. celebrities before, so.." anxiously, he taps his foot. His face was.. twitching, as if he was fighting bad a smile, almost.

Kokichi checked his hand, looking at the chipped nail polish that was lazily spread across his nails (some on his fingers) before screwing his nose up in..a mix of disbelief and disgust. “Whatd’ya mean?! You tryna tell me I’m not special huh?! Waaah! That’s soooo mean!” . Ouma whined at him with a pout on his face before.. completely dropping the face and shrugging. “We’ll forget those ‘celebrities’ you have me! I’m sooo much better! I deserve aaalll of your immediate attention! nishishi!~”

Admittedly, his heart skipped a beat hearing the sudden cry. That was.. unexpected. He broke into a smile seeing his face drop, however. So this is what everyone felt like seeing Kokichi act. That excited him more. "Ah.. r-really? You'd want that? Or is that a lie of some sort..?" his grip on his hat was making his knuckles turn white, not out of anger, however. Excitement.

“Mmm..I dunno!! Is iiit?~” He pulled his attention away from his hand and placed them behind his back.. leaning forward and looking up at shuichi. “I guess you’ll never know huh..? Nishishi..” . Ouma started to give himself a more mysterious persona, bringing a finger to his lips with a squinted gaze.

"Whoa.." he gave up on trying to hold his excitement in, his cheeks already hurt from smiling anyway. His face only heated up once Ouma leaned forward. So professional! "Hhhehehh.. hehehe.. y-you're so cooool..." definitely not like the other Kokichi's he's seen, that's for sure.

“I know I know! Quit telling me things I’m already aware of loyal follower!” Loyal follower? . He stood upright and folded his arms, one hand going to play with his hair as his grin grew even..wider. How was that even possible..

"So aweesomee and.. real.." instinctively, he reached his hand out to touch him, like Kokichi was some ancient artifact, but quickly pulled his arm back before he made any sort of contact. "S-Sorry!-" no he isn't, "I-I couldn't help ittihmhnnn..."

An immediate thought struck to ouma, once again putting on a pouty face before placing a hand on shuichis chest and shoulder. “Ohhh? I bet you’re thinking of me in suuuuch lewd ways right now ehehehe.” Obviously all of this was just pretend. Just a simple way of fucking with the scrawny emo boy.

He could feel Shuichi's heart racing once he touched his chest, that teasing was–more than likely–the truth. "Hhhnn.. hehehe.. m..maybe.. you're j-just– wooowoww.."

So it was real huh? How desperate is he? “Ohh? Tell me what thoughts you’re having~” He can’t wait to embarrass him about this. It’s going to be hilarious. But kokichi continued to rub his chest, now pressed up against the other.

"Uuuhh.. u-uhhhmm.." he looked the other way, trying to keep himself from doing anything that could potentially make the other uncomfortable despite the extreme contact between them. "Hhh.. oohh.. t-there's.. a lot.." he giggled, "B-But um.. bendinnh.. youhhoverannn.. doin stuffff.." Shuichi was turned on, yet very embarrassed, which just made his hormones worsen.

Ouma was trying his best not to burst out into laughter, being surprisingly good at doing so. “Oh yeah? Do it then, I bet you wooont~” He lowered his hand to his stomach. Still awfully close to the other. His intent was..mainly to work him up and leave him like that.

Shuichi put his hat back on just so he could put his hands on Ouma's waist.. but that was it, he was too embarrassed to continue. "Hhhhhm.. a-are you s-sure..? I can b-but.. I'm n-not entirely.. sure.." he finally worked up the courage to meet Kokichi's eyes. Again, he wasn't nervous, just excited.. though worried he may do something without full consent.

Kichi then burst into laughter , prying shuichis pale hands off of him. “Eheheh!! You fell for iiittt!~” . Ouch.. all of that was fake interest. “Well then! Now that I’ve had my fun with you.. I can leave you! Bye byeeee!~” And..he ran off.

Three Kokichi's he's met so far, that's.. a lot. He's going to be confused about who's who eventually. "Uh.. Hi, Kokichi," as if you already didn't know his name. "I'm uh.. Shuichi. If it's too soon, that's fine, but.. could I call you just.. Ki', for short? I uh.. have my reasons.." to not mix everyone up.. that'd be awkward.

Kokichi yawned with a slight eye roll, waving Shuichi away. “Okay yeah whateverr! I don’t carree! Just get outta your prized leaders sight you scrawny asshat!” .

Well.. ouch! That.. kinda really hurt. "Right--" he took a few steps back because of that.. "..Weren't you the one that technically came to me in the first place..?" his previous hurt expression turned to an amused one.

“Dream on emo fag!” Kokichi scoffed and flicked the brim of his hat with a rather..taunting and extremely terrifying look on his face. “I think that you should be happy to be in such a high class celebrity’s presence!~ “ The small boy took a step closer with a menacing grin. A stare that could kill.

The flick caused his hat to fly off, to which he picked up. Jeez.. this is giving him memories, not good ones, thats for sure. It wasn't like he was complaining though, those memories made him rather happy. He liked being insulted, like he deserves. Uh.." now he's stuck, he has no idea how to say he met two of him before.. and that he isn't very surprised at this point. "I.. I am, very. I'm just, not that very surprised? I guess? Haha.. I've met.. celebrities before, so.." anxiously, he taps his foot. His face was.. twitching, as if he was fighting bad a smile, almost.

Kokichi checked his hand, looking at the chipped nail polish that was lazily spread across his nails (some on his fingers) before screwing his nose up in..a mix of disbelief and disgust. “Whatd’ya mean?! You tryna tell me I’m not special huh?! Waaah! That’s soooo mean!” . Ouma whined at him with a pout on his face before.. completely dropping the face and shrugging. “We’ll forget those ‘celebrities’ you have me! I’m sooo much better! I deserve aaalll of your immediate attention! nishishi!~”

Admittedly, his heart skipped a beat hearing the sudden cry. That was.. unexpected. He broke into a smile seeing his face drop, however. So this is what everyone felt like seeing Kokichi act. That excited him more. "Ah.. r-really? You'd want that? Or is that a lie of some sort..?" his grip on his hat was making his knuckles turn white, not out of anger, however. Excitement.

“Mmm..I dunno!! Is iiit?~” He pulled his attention away from his hand and placed them behind his back.. leaning forward and looking up at shuichi. “I guess you’ll never know huh..? Nishishi..” . Ouma started to give himself a more mysterious persona, bringing a finger to his lips with a squinted gaze.

"Whoa.." he gave up on trying to hold his excitement in, his cheeks already hurt from smiling anyway. His face only heated up once Ouma leaned forward. So professional! "Hhhehehh.. hehehe.. y-you're so cooool..." definitely not like the other Kokichi's he's seen, that's for sure.

“I know I know! Quit telling me things I’m already aware of loyal follower!” Loyal follower? . He stood upright and folded his arms, one hand going to play with his hair as his grin grew even..wider. How was that even possible..

"So aweesomee and.. real.." instinctively, he reached his hand out to touch him, like Kokichi was some ancient artifact, but quickly pulled his arm back before he made any sort of contact. "S-Sorry!-" no he isn't, "I-I couldn't help ittihmhnnn..."

An immediate thought struck to ouma, once again putting on a pouty face before placing a hand on shuichis chest and shoulder. “Ohhh? I bet you’re thinking of me in suuuuch lewd ways right now ehehehe.” Obviously all of this was just pretend. Just a simple way of fucking with the scrawny emo boy.

He could feel Shuichi's heart racing once he touched his chest, that teasing was–more than likely–the truth. "Hhhnn.. hehehe.. m..maybe.. you're j-just– wooowoww.."

So it was real huh? How desperate is he? “Ohh? Tell me what thoughts you’re having~” He can’t wait to embarrass him about this. It’s going to be hilarious. But kokichi continued to rub his chest, now pressed up against the other.

"Uuuhh.. u-uhhhmm.." he looked the other way, trying to keep himself from doing anything that could potentially make the other uncomfortable despite the extreme contact between them. "Hhh.. oohh.. t-there's.. a lot.." he giggled, "B-But um.. bendinnh.. youhhoverannn.. doin stuffff.." Shuichi was turned on, yet very embarrassed, which just made his hormones worsen.

Ouma was trying his best not to burst out into laughter, being surprisingly good at doing so. “Oh yeah? Do it then, I bet you wooont~” He lowered his hand to his stomach. Still awfully close to the other. His intent was..mainly to work him up and leave him like that.

Three Kokichi's he's met so far, that's.. a lot. He's going to be confused about who's who eventually. "Uh.. Hi, Kokichi," as if you already didn't know his name. "I'm uh.. Shuichi. If it's too soon, that's fine, but.. could I call you just.. Ki', for short? I uh.. have my reasons.." to not mix everyone up.. that'd be awkward.

Kokichi yawned with a slight eye roll, waving Shuichi away. “Okay yeah whateverr! I don’t carree! Just get outta your prized leaders sight you scrawny asshat!” .

Well.. ouch! That.. kinda really hurt. "Right--" he took a few steps back because of that.. "..Weren't you the one that technically came to me in the first place..?" his previous hurt expression turned to an amused one.

“Dream on emo fag!” Kokichi scoffed and flicked the brim of his hat with a rather..taunting and extremely terrifying look on his face. “I think that you should be happy to be in such a high class celebrity’s presence!~ “ The small boy took a step closer with a menacing grin. A stare that could kill.

The flick caused his hat to fly off, to which he picked up. Jeez.. this is giving him memories, not good ones, thats for sure. It wasn't like he was complaining though, those memories made him rather happy. He liked being insulted, like he deserves. Uh.." now he's stuck, he has no idea how to say he met two of him before.. and that he isn't very surprised at this point. "I.. I am, very. I'm just, not that very surprised? I guess? Haha.. I've met.. celebrities before, so.." anxiously, he taps his foot. His face was.. twitching, as if he was fighting bad a smile, almost.

Kokichi checked his hand, looking at the chipped nail polish that was lazily spread across his nails (some on his fingers) before screwing his nose up in..a mix of disbelief and disgust. “Whatd’ya mean?! You tryna tell me I’m not special huh?! Waaah! That’s soooo mean!” . Ouma whined at him with a pout on his face before.. completely dropping the face and shrugging. “We’ll forget those ‘celebrities’ you have me! I’m sooo much better! I deserve aaalll of your immediate attention! nishishi!~”

Admittedly, his heart skipped a beat hearing the sudden cry. That was.. unexpected. He broke into a smile seeing his face drop, however. So this is what everyone felt like seeing Kokichi act. That excited him more. "Ah.. r-really? You'd want that? Or is that a lie of some sort..?" his grip on his hat was making his knuckles turn white, not out of anger, however. Excitement.

“Mmm..I dunno!! Is iiit?~” He pulled his attention away from his hand and placed them behind his back.. leaning forward and looking up at shuichi. “I guess you’ll never know huh..? Nishishi..” . Ouma started to give himself a more mysterious persona, bringing a finger to his lips with a squinted gaze.

"Whoa.." he gave up on trying to hold his excitement in, his cheeks already hurt from smiling anyway. His face only heated up once Ouma leaned forward. So professional! "Hhhehehh.. hehehe.. y-you're so cooool..." definitely not like the other Kokichi's he's seen, that's for sure.

“I know I know! Quit telling me things I’m already aware of loyal follower!” Loyal follower? . He stood upright and folded his arms, one hand going to play with his hair as his grin grew even..wider. How was that even possible..

"So aweesomee and.. real.." instinctively, he reached his hand out to touch him, like Kokichi was some ancient artifact, but quickly pulled his arm back before he made any sort of contact. "S-Sorry!-" no he isn't, "I-I couldn't help ittihmhnnn..."

An immediate thought struck to ouma, once again putting on a pouty face before placing a hand on shuichis chest and shoulder. “Ohhh? I bet you’re thinking of me in suuuuch lewd ways right now ehehehe.” Obviously all of this was just pretend. Just a simple way of fucking with the scrawny emo boy.

He could feel Shuichi's heart racing once he touched his chest, that teasing was–more than likely–the truth. "Hhhnn.. hehehe.. m..maybe.. you're j-just– wooowoww.."

So it was real huh? How desperate is he? “Ohh? Tell me what thoughts you’re having~” He can’t wait to embarrass him about this. It’s going to be hilarious. But kokichi continued to rub his chest, now pressed up against the other.

Three Kokichi's he's met so far, that's.. a lot. He's going to be confused about who's who eventually. "Uh.. Hi, Kokichi," as if you already didn't know his name. "I'm uh.. Shuichi. If it's too soon, that's fine, but.. could I call you just.. Ki', for short? I uh.. have my reasons.." to not mix everyone up.. that'd be awkward.

Kokichi yawned with a slight eye roll, waving Shuichi away. “Okay yeah whateverr! I don’t carree! Just get outta your prized leaders sight you scrawny asshat!” .

Well.. ouch! That.. kinda really hurt. "Right--" he took a few steps back because of that.. "..Weren't you the one that technically came to me in the first place..?" his previous hurt expression turned to an amused one.

“Dream on emo fag!” Kokichi scoffed and flicked the brim of his hat with a rather..taunting and extremely terrifying look on his face. “I think that you should be happy to be in such a high class celebrity’s presence!~ “ The small boy took a step closer with a menacing grin. A stare that could kill.

The flick caused his hat to fly off, to which he picked up. Jeez.. this is giving him memories, not good ones, thats for sure. It wasn't like he was complaining though, those memories made him rather happy. He liked being insulted, like he deserves. Uh.." now he's stuck, he has no idea how to say he met two of him before.. and that he isn't very surprised at this point. "I.. I am, very. I'm just, not that very surprised? I guess? Haha.. I've met.. celebrities before, so.." anxiously, he taps his foot. His face was.. twitching, as if he was fighting bad a smile, almost.

Kokichi checked his hand, looking at the chipped nail polish that was lazily spread across his nails (some on his fingers) before screwing his nose up in..a mix of disbelief and disgust. “Whatd’ya mean?! You tryna tell me I’m not special huh?! Waaah! That’s soooo mean!” . Ouma whined at him with a pout on his face before.. completely dropping the face and shrugging. “We’ll forget those ‘celebrities’ you have me! I’m sooo much better! I deserve aaalll of your immediate attention! nishishi!~”

Admittedly, his heart skipped a beat hearing the sudden cry. That was.. unexpected. He broke into a smile seeing his face drop, however. So this is what everyone felt like seeing Kokichi act. That excited him more. "Ah.. r-really? You'd want that? Or is that a lie of some sort..?" his grip on his hat was making his knuckles turn white, not out of anger, however. Excitement.

“Mmm..I dunno!! Is iiit?~” He pulled his attention away from his hand and placed them behind his back.. leaning forward and looking up at shuichi. “I guess you’ll never know huh..? Nishishi..” . Ouma started to give himself a more mysterious persona, bringing a finger to his lips with a squinted gaze.

"Whoa.." he gave up on trying to hold his excitement in, his cheeks already hurt from smiling anyway. His face only heated up once Ouma leaned forward. So professional! "Hhhehehh.. hehehe.. y-you're so cooool..." definitely not like the other Kokichi's he's seen, that's for sure.

“I know I know! Quit telling me things I’m already aware of loyal follower!” Loyal follower? . He stood upright and folded his arms, one hand going to play with his hair as his grin grew even..wider. How was that even possible..

"So aweesomee and.. real.." instinctively, he reached his hand out to touch him, like Kokichi was some ancient artifact, but quickly pulled his arm back before he made any sort of contact. "S-Sorry!-" no he isn't, "I-I couldn't help ittihmhnnn..."

An immediate thought struck to ouma, once again putting on a pouty face before placing a hand on shuichis chest and shoulder. “Ohhh? I bet you’re thinking of me in suuuuch lewd ways right now ehehehe.” Obviously all of this was just pretend. Just a simple way of fucking with the scrawny emo boy.

Three Kokichi's he's met so far, that's.. a lot. He's going to be confused about who's who eventually. "Uh.. Hi, Kokichi," as if you already didn't know his name. "I'm uh.. Shuichi. If it's too soon, that's fine, but.. could I call you just.. Ki', for short? I uh.. have my reasons.." to not mix everyone up.. that'd be awkward.

Kokichi yawned with a slight eye roll, waving Shuichi away. “Okay yeah whateverr! I don’t carree! Just get outta your prized leaders sight you scrawny asshat!” .

Well.. ouch! That.. kinda really hurt. "Right--" he took a few steps back because of that.. "..Weren't you the one that technically came to me in the first place..?" his previous hurt expression turned to an amused one.

“Dream on emo fag!” Kokichi scoffed and flicked the brim of his hat with a rather..taunting and extremely terrifying look on his face. “I think that you should be happy to be in such a high class celebrity’s presence!~ “ The small boy took a step closer with a menacing grin. A stare that could kill.

The flick caused his hat to fly off, to which he picked up. Jeez.. this is giving him memories, not good ones, thats for sure. It wasn't like he was complaining though, those memories made him rather happy. He liked being insulted, like he deserves. Uh.." now he's stuck, he has no idea how to say he met two of him before.. and that he isn't very surprised at this point. "I.. I am, very. I'm just, not that very surprised? I guess? Haha.. I've met.. celebrities before, so.." anxiously, he taps his foot. His face was.. twitching, as if he was fighting bad a smile, almost.

Kokichi checked his hand, looking at the chipped nail polish that was lazily spread across his nails (some on his fingers) before screwing his nose up in..a mix of disbelief and disgust. “Whatd’ya mean?! You tryna tell me I’m not special huh?! Waaah! That’s soooo mean!” . Ouma whined at him with a pout on his face before.. completely dropping the face and shrugging. “We’ll forget those ‘celebrities’ you have me! I’m sooo much better! I deserve aaalll of your immediate attention! nishishi!~”

Admittedly, his heart skipped a beat hearing the sudden cry. That was.. unexpected. He broke into a smile seeing his face drop, however. So this is what everyone felt like seeing Kokichi act. That excited him more. "Ah.. r-really? You'd want that? Or is that a lie of some sort..?" his grip on his hat was making his knuckles turn white, not out of anger, however. Excitement.

“Mmm..I dunno!! Is iiit?~” He pulled his attention away from his hand and placed them behind his back.. leaning forward and looking up at shuichi. “I guess you’ll never know huh..? Nishishi..” . Ouma started to give himself a more mysterious persona, bringing a finger to his lips with a squinted gaze.

"Whoa.." he gave up on trying to hold his excitement in, his cheeks already hurt from smiling anyway. His face only heated up once Ouma leaned forward. So professional! "Hhhehehh.. hehehe.. y-you're so cooool..." definitely not like the other Kokichi's he's seen, that's for sure.

“I know I know! Quit telling me things I’m already aware of loyal follower!” Loyal follower? . He stood upright and folded his arms, one hand going to play with his hair as his grin grew even..wider. How was that even possible..

Three Kokichi's he's met so far, that's.. a lot. He's going to be confused about who's who eventually. "Uh.. Hi, Kokichi," as if you already didn't know his name. "I'm uh.. Shuichi. If it's too soon, that's fine, but.. could I call you just.. Ki', for short? I uh.. have my reasons.." to not mix everyone up.. that'd be awkward.

Kokichi yawned with a slight eye roll, waving Shuichi away. “Okay yeah whateverr! I don’t carree! Just get outta your prized leaders sight you scrawny asshat!” .

Well.. ouch! That.. kinda really hurt. "Right--" he took a few steps back because of that.. "..Weren't you the one that technically came to me in the first place..?" his previous hurt expression turned to an amused one.

“Dream on emo fag!” Kokichi scoffed and flicked the brim of his hat with a rather..taunting and extremely terrifying look on his face. “I think that you should be happy to be in such a high class celebrity’s presence!~ “ The small boy took a step closer with a menacing grin. A stare that could kill.

The flick caused his hat to fly off, to which he picked up. Jeez.. this is giving him memories, not good ones, thats for sure. It wasn't like he was complaining though, those memories made him rather happy. He liked being insulted, like he deserves. Uh.." now he's stuck, he has no idea how to say he met two of him before.. and that he isn't very surprised at this point. "I.. I am, very. I'm just, not that very surprised? I guess? Haha.. I've met.. celebrities before, so.." anxiously, he taps his foot. His face was.. twitching, as if he was fighting bad a smile, almost.

Kokichi checked his hand, looking at the chipped nail polish that was lazily spread across his nails (some on his fingers) before screwing his nose up in..a mix of disbelief and disgust. “Whatd’ya mean?! You tryna tell me I’m not special huh?! Waaah! That’s soooo mean!” . Ouma whined at him with a pout on his face before.. completely dropping the face and shrugging. “We’ll forget those ‘celebrities’ you have me! I’m sooo much better! I deserve aaalll of your immediate attention! nishishi!~”

Admittedly, his heart skipped a beat hearing the sudden cry. That was.. unexpected. He broke into a smile seeing his face drop, however. So this is what everyone felt like seeing Kokichi act. That excited him more. "Ah.. r-really? You'd want that? Or is that a lie of some sort..?" his grip on his hat was making his knuckles turn white, not out of anger, however. Excitement.

“Mmm..I dunno!! Is iiit?~” He pulled his attention away from his hand and placed them behind his back.. leaning forward and looking up at shuichi. “I guess you’ll never know huh..? Nishishi..” . Ouma started to give himself a more mysterious persona, bringing a finger to his lips with a squinted gaze.