#entcmon

He didn’t think that it was possible to switch bodies with someone. But apparently it was. Kokichi got out of the bed, and headed out of Gonta’s dorm room. He was rather confused thanks to the sudden difference in height. But as he heard his own voice yelling his name at him and someone run into him it took him a moment to actually look down instead of up. So they did end up switching bodies.

An idea came to the supreme leader, and he had to hold back a giggle.

{❧} ---- “Ouma-kun? Gonta wonders why Ouma-kun is yelling his own name...! Something happen?”

                  ❝   WAAA-HAA! A VILLAN !?  ❞   sharpie hues draw near almost enormous cartoonish tears, and manicured hands naturally there to wipe them away.  Yet never once has the model experienced her natural beauty be dulled or washed by undesirable ‘runny mascara’ or anything of that kind generally.  (  Well, a girl does have her secrets --- Go figure her face is plastered on every screen available to the humankind.  /   In a literal and figurative sense. )  A slight jerk of body is given before she continues with this faux charade.      ❝   I-Is that really what gontasan thinks of his beloved senpai?? Is that why you’re asking me to play the role of the villain? --- hic, and here I thought, y-you of all people would understand that  APPEARANCES ARE OFTEN DECEIVING !! WAAAAAAAAAAA --- . . .  ❞   An abrupt stop is given to all the dramatization, already aware of how he’ll react.  A sigh escapes the goddess lips, it would seem the only entertainment she could truly ever enjoy would be the HEART THUMPING EXCITEMENT GAINED BY DESPAIR.    ❝ Alright, enough of that --- A villain, huh? Mou, Gontasan you hurt my feelings, but  . . .   ❞

It had been yet another long and fierce battle between the two rivals, Which was common when going against the mighty Atua, But once again he found himself with the upper hand now that he had knocked Gonta to the ground, Atua stood over him menacingly arms crossed face painted with a shit eating grin that just screamed his narcissistic nature.

“Is that all you’ve got? It’s truly disappointing even for you, Did I not tell you to stop wasting my time and come to me when you’re stronger” Atua spoke in his deep gravely voice just the sound of it probably vibrated in the opponents head. He squeezed his arms together cutely squishing Angie’s chest together in a demeaning and teasing manor.

What came next out of his mouth was Angie’s innocent sounding voice with a cute pout.

“I uh... It’s not what it looks like.” Leon’s hand was halfway into the worm territory. He had initially meant to use this worm for a prank on one of his classmates, but since he’d been caught red-handed, he knew this probably wouldn’t end well unless he talked himself out of it really quickly.