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now i know i ain’t munday but seeing junko do crazy shit makes me wanna post junk selfies
dont talk to me and my fursona ever

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“I think I’m just gonna hang onto this bottle,” Komaeda said, looking at it as if it were a long lost treasure or family heirloom. “It wouldn’t do just to waste it. I’m going to save it for when I really need a meal.”
He sounded like he was considering chugging it right now.
“Anyways, now that we’re done telling jokes, what are you up to? Plotting your next move towards ultimate despair?”
He was going to hang onto some stupid bottle because of what she said? What a stupid way of thinking.-- But then again, Servant always did seem like a stupid kind of guy.
“Monaka’s gonna pour it down your pants.” She said, snickering just as she spoke.
As the topic of despair was soon brought up, the young girl pulled out a game system from her pocket-- averting her gaze away from the the other.
“Despair. Despair.-- Mmm, not today. Monaka’s going to play Jet Set Radio Future then eat some takoyaki later.”
“Monaka’s been playing a lot of Love Live lately....
(( there is no shame in idol hell here my new friend………
i’ve been in idol hell for a long time....... they’ve taken my money and my sanity......
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“Aw,” Komaeda huffed, almost whining as he bent down to pick up the bottle, frowning at it.
“That was the first time you offered any kind of food that wasn’t sweet.”
She was disgusted. Why was he still here anyways? Did he have any friends? Or was he just that much of a loser?
“Monaka only offered it to burn your dumb mouth. If you want though.. Monaka can still give it to you. She’ll just pour it down your pants.”
“How much hot sauce??”
“..........Nevermind. No hot sauce.” She sighs and just tosses the bottle on the floor. Geez Komaeda, why do you have to be so weird.

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“Monaka’s been playing a lot of Love Live lately. Monaka’s come to the conclusion that all the other girls are low-tier in comparison to Nico.”
“Ahaha! Okay let me give it a try!”
“Hmm…”
“Is your hair styled by vlasic? Because it looks dill-icious!”
“Monaca didn’t laugh at my joke last night. Man how uptight can ya get?”
“If Monaca catches you talking bad about her-- I’ll make sure to pour hot sauce in your food while you’re not looking.”
Jataro felt like he was going to choke on his fury– He was usually so content, so calm, so complacent to do whatever he was told. Pressure was built up after all the abuse, the cruelty, the hurt. And now, it rose like bile in his chest.
In the end, Monaka still won. Despair slipped over Jataro as anger bubbled up through his small body, wracking his tiny frame.
“Monaka! Monaka–” Tears rolled down his cheeks, now free of their mask. Part of him wished Monaka would just come back, since his time working on their paradise was the only time he’d ever felt complete, and the real despair-inducing fact was that it had all been a lie. The happiest he’d ever been, and it was worthless.
“I-I… I can’t even kill you like I did with the demons, did I? I killed them dead, but I can’t kill you. I mean, I-I… I could! I could take my scissors or hammer and get it done with. But I couldn’t, if someone told me to. I physically could do it, but I can’t bring myself to. I can’t kill Monaka.” The artist tilted his head up to the sky, whimpering. Monaka didn’t care that he was miserable, and it hurt so bad.
He was mad. From the tone of his voice to every single gesture his body performed-- it was evident to the former Princess that he had taken her betrayal rather hard.
And in truth, he deserved to be angry at her-- at what the Warriors of Hope went through. However, to the self-proclaimed ‘second’ Enoshima Junko... his anger was something she could care less about. It was their decision to follow her after all. Their loss.. their fall from grace.. ultimately, it was their own faults.
She looked away in a disinterested manner. He was crying... jeez, what a baby.
“Kill me like the demons? Because I ‘betrayed’ you? You could try... I guess. In fact, Monaka wouldn’t be surprised if you did. I just think you’re making excuses as to why you can’t. Probably because of friendship or something, ‘dunno.” A wave of dismissal was sent in his direction. “Monaka’s not interested in being friends with anyone now though. I’m going to just eat candy and play Parappa the Rapper until the world becomes less boring-- so forever.”
What was this feeling–? Monaka had used him and his friends. Monaka had taken their hopes and dreams and twisted them upside down and sideways, whispered cruel lies, and watched as they were nearly murdered. And she never once cared. Yes, poor Jataro indeed.
What was this feeling, with his stomach churning and his fists balling up and his chest feeling like it might explode out of anger? Hatred. Jataro hated Monaka the way he once hated adults. A twist of fate.
He spat at her feet and turned away.
Monaka visibly frowned, not really concerned about his hatred for her-- but more so disappointed he’d not even said thank you for the konpeito.
Sure, she wasn’t aiming at despair anymore... but if there was an opportunity to cause some.. she certainly wouldn’t waste it.
“Oooh. So Monaka’s the bad guy? I don’t understand, you all were pretty self-loathing.. if I made you guys feel insignificant it was because you guys already were! But whatever, it’s okay. It’s not like Monaka considered you guys real friends anyway.” She shrugged. “Too bad, sooo sad.-- Oh! You’re welcome for the konpeito by the way!”

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“I’ve been on the run for weeks. I’ve nearly died like 3 times. Us Warriors have no allies but each other, after you lied to us and the truth came out. You were our princess. We did everything for you, and you just–! Monaka!
Jataro doesn’t really want your Umaibo, Monaka.”
“Uwaaah! Oh poor Jataro-kun! It sounds like you really have been through a lot!”
She shuffled through her pockets, tossing him a bag of konpeito. Frankly, she could care less about the warriors’ unfortunate happenings-- but if he wanted some kind of pity she’d give it to him. Sort of.
“There. Now you and Monaka are even!”
{ ♛ ❝ —– ι тнιnĸ тнaт now, wιтн вιg ѕιѕ jυnĸo gone,
. . .тнe wнole world doeѕn’т wanт мonaĸa anyмore.❞ }
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komaeda turned my daughter into NEET
“Monaka-chan! Q-quit joking around!”
“Hehe. Do you want me to shape the cookies like boys next time Nagisa-kun?”

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{{Well.
{{She wasn’t wrong.
{{He was incredibly flustered at any display of any intimate action from anyone, let alone Enoshima–who often went above and beyond “intimate”, whatever could describe that level of….invasiveness. Just thinking about it made Ishimaru start to turn a light shade of pink. Perhaps mentioning it backfired a tiny bit, but bigger mistakes had been made before.
Anyway! As I mentioned, the details do not concern you! I am sure if you want to know more you could always “channel Junko” and ask her yourself–assuming such ridiculous superstitious rituals would work in the first place.
{{And this wasn’t the first time he had been told he talked a lot, either.
Public speaking–and speeches in general–are an important part of the duty of the Prime Minister. It does not surprise me that a mere child does not have the appreciation for such an important facet.
A child does not have appreciation for many complex things. Such as relationships.
If Monaka could channel Junko-nee, she would. But Monaka can’t right now. So the best Monaka could do is hold Junko-nee’s place until she can.
[The young girl rolled her chair closer to the other, leaning in just a bit close.]
Hm.. I think.. Monaka know just what that special action was. It was your eye right? The special thing you two had-- it was obviously your eye!
[Of course it wasn’t. But she’d be willing to play naive if it meant straying away from that topic.]
Did you love Junko-nee even after she got rid of it for you?
[And once again, she ignored his final words. The girl didn’t care much about a lesson of public speaking after all. She just wanted to insult him-- but it seems he hadn’t processed that properly.]
I think I have a better understanding of it than you.
“What?! Wh-what?! No! No, it’s not like that! Monaka-chan, th-this is just a big misunderstanding, that’s all! Please, believe me!”
“It’s okay, Monaka’s only a little bit disappointed in you.”