Chapter 1
Kokichi: I had a plan,
Kaito: …You had a plan.
Kokichi: I had… 12% of a plan.
Kokichi: How is this not Maki’s fault? We’re in the middle of a killing game, and the only one actually trying to kill anyone right now is her. I’m sure the mastermind did something to convince her she had to kill me, but at the end of the day, It was Maki’s choice to set the killing game in motion again.
Kaito: You backed her into a corner! You kidnapped me! You were holding me hostage! She had no idea what the hell you were planning to do!
Kokichi: She could’ve done exactly what you did! She could’ve disarmed me! She could’ve taken me hostage! But no, Kill Bill decided to storm the hangar in an Exisal with poisoned arrows and no antidote because once she was done torturing me for information, she fully intended to end my life. Go on, Luminary of the Stars. Defend your little girlfriend. Defend the girl you swore didn’t have it in her to kill anyone anymore.
No, but there are things I can do to help you stay alive. You think you’re gonna die because you think you have to suffer alone, but there’re two of us in this hangar, you idiot, and the others are gonna get here soon enough. Think about it: if it’s just me in the Exisal trying to work off a script you wrote, and the only way to win is to make them think I’m dead, then the trial’s gonna take all fucking day. But if neither of us are dead, then all we have to do is make the class pick one of us as the killer, and when Monokuma goes along with it, the trial will be over! Monokuma has no idea there’s no body and no culprit, so it’ll be that much easier to get him to pick the wrong answer, because the trial’s a sham to begin with! The whole thing could be done in less than an hour! Look, I know I can do a pretty great Kokichi Oma impersonation, but… I don’t want to become Kokichi Oma. We’re not gonna win this thing by trading places, we’re gonna win by joining together.
—Kaito Momota
Kaito: Kokichi, you trusted me with your plan, and I’m gonna see it through. I’m just asking that you trust me a little bit longer. Can you do that for me?
Kokichi: No.
Chapter 2
Kaito: Yes, you were! It’s right here in the script, Kokichi – over and over. You wrote multiple variations of your own death. So, I’m gonna ask you one more time: how long have you been planning your own murder?
Kokichi: …Since Gonta died.
Kaito: You are not gonna die –
Kokichi: If I die, do not stop. You have to finish the trial. Make Monokuma vote me as the blackened, and then you can just… I dunno… toss my adorable corpse outta the Exisal to prove he was wrong…
Kaito: Damnit, you’re not gonna –
Kokichi: Promise me! Y-you have to end the killing game! That’s your t-top priority! Promise me that if I d-die, you’ll end the game! This is a ‘promise between men’ or whatever dumb shounen crap you wanna call it! You owe me!
Kaito: Kokichi, I –
Kokichi: Promise me, you insufferable idiot!
Kaito: Alright, alright, I promise, geez!
Stop being such a hypocrite! You either trust Shuichi or you don’t! Fucking pick one!
—Kokichi Ouma
Chapter 3
Kokichi: Aaw, is the Luminary of the Stars suddenly such a coward that he needs reassurance from the Ultimate Supreme Leader of All Evil?
Kaito: Hey! You take that back! I am not a coward!
Kokichi: Suuuuuure. And Tenko was totally straight.
Kaito: How sick are you really? Because you’ve been pretty lively for a guy who’s basically been injected with rat poison.
Kokichi: Hmm, didn’t you know, Kaito…? I’m immune to rat poison, snake venom, and horse tranquilizers.
Kaito: Stop fucking around, Kokichi. I know you’re trying to hide how sick you are.
Kokichi: Takes one to know one.” Kokichi smirked. “Pot, meet kettle. Glass house, meet stones –
I know it sounds stupid, but I’m… I’m just not as smart as you, alright? I admit it. I don’t think in crazy patterns like you do, I’m not quick-witted like you, and I’m… impulsive. When I see the faces of Shuichi and Maki… Himiko, Tsumugi, K1-B0… I might lose my composure, y’know? And say something stupid. Your plan originally hinged on me becoming you, but I’m… not sure I can do that without you. I can’t do any of this without you. So just… drink the fucking water, alright? Please?
—Kaito Momota
Kokichi: Kaito, if I was as smart and cunning as you say I am, do you really think I would’ve hinged my entire plan on someone I thought couldn’t pull it off?
Kaito: Huh?
Kokichi: Do you think I’d entrust my plan to someone I thought was stupid? Someone who can’t think on their feet? Someone who can’t live up to my supervillain-level genius? Do you think I’m stupid?
Kaito: Wh-what're you saying…?
Kokichi: I’m saying I entrusted you with my plan because I believed in you, you idiot. Isn’t that the kinda bullshit you’re always blabbing on about? Geez, I actually believed in you for once, and you didn’t even notice. Maybe you are stupid… which would mean I’m stupid?
Kokichi: You’re gonna regret this when you find out I wasn’t lying about having aquagenic urticaria.
Kaito: Aqua-what now?
Kokichi: Water allergy. Very deadly. Definitely gonna die now.
What, are we competing in the Death Olympics? Wanna place bets on which one of us crosses the finish line first Winner gets dibs on which survivor they haunt. I call Shuichi!
—Kokichi Ouma
After you got all oppositional in the dining hall – going on and on about not playing the game, and fighting against the mastermind, and crap like that – Monokuma said to you, ‘spoken like a marked man.’ You really don’t remember? I had a feeling Monokuma was gonna start messing with you after he said that – especially if you kept being belligerent – so, I kept a pretty close eye on you. When you started getting sick – and you were so bad at hiding it – that’s when I knew my theory was right: Monokuma, or the mastermind, or whoever… they’re willing to bend the rules if it means pushing this stupid story in whatever direction they’re looking for. Probably something to do with that dumb virus. Which is such a lame, boring lie. Ugh.
—Kokichi Ouma
But you don’t have to be a martyr, y’know? You don’t have to die the way Monokuma wants you to. Or even at all.
—Kokichi Ouma
Kaito: We’ve got this, Kokichi. We’ve got this. We’re gonna kick the mastermind’s ass so hard, we’re gonna send that fucking bear into orbit!
Kokichi: Hah! Look at us Pacific Rimming it!
Kaito: I don’t like the way you said that.
As the press lowered on the screen, Kaito could feel his heart beating faster and faster. He looked so pale and exhausted, lying there with his arm still leaking blood as he stared into the cold, star-spattered demise Kokichi had planned for himself. Kaito could still remember how scared he’d felt at the time – how sick and terrified and young – so painfully young. He could remember how unfair it all felt – how wrong. He could still remember believing he was about to put Kokichi through the same trauma… and then finally slam the lid closed on his coffin and end his life… Entomb him inside the killing game… Leave his body – his legacy – his spirit – trapped inside the Ultimate Academy forever…
—Kaito Momota
Chapter 4
Kaito could only imagine the horror going through her mind in that moment. It must’ve felt like salt poured into a gaping, open wound. From her perspective, Kokichi – the supposed mastermind who put them all through weeks of physical and psychological torture – had stolen the antidote from Kaito, left him to die a slow, agonizing death, and then pretended to pulverize his corpse in the hydraulic press just to make a circus out of the most devastating event in her life. Being an assassin, Maki most likely knew how many hours it would take for someone to die from Strike-9 poisoning – at least, if that person was healthy, which Kaito certainly wasn’t – and she probably assumed Kokichi had filmed the video while Kaito was choking for air on a filthy, bathroom floor – all so the class could play a circuitous game of “who dunnit” over Kokichi’s shitty, B movie horror production. That’s all this was to Kokichi, right? A sick game of death for his own selfish entertainment. And, since most of the evidence pointed to Maki’s involvement at the crime scene, the only reason for Kokichi to obfuscate the cause of death and even hold a class trial was to torment her. It was Gonta all over again, with Kokichi laughing at their grieving faces while he made the corpse of a fellow classmate dance like a puppet on strings.
—Kaito Momota
Shuichi: You may be the mastermind, but I won’t let you escape after you violated the rules. That would desecrate the killing game Junko Enoshima created, right? Your beloved Junko Enoshima.
Kaito to Kokichi: Uh… you gotta girlfriend outside the academy you wanna tell me about? Who the fuck is Junko Enoshima?
Himiko: Whatever! It’s Voting Time now! Let’s go before Kokichi changes his –
Shuichi: No, hold on a second! This isn’t right! The culprit comes in, confesses to the crime, and the trial ends? That’s not how this goes! That doesn’t sound like the kind of game Kokichi or Monokuma or Junko would play!
Kaito to Kokichi: Dude, seriously, who the fuck is Junko Enoshima?!
Kokichi: Why does everyone keep saying ‘hope’ and ‘despair?’ What does it mean?!
Kaito: I – I don’t know, I’ve never even heard of Hope’s Peak Academy. I thought we all came from different schools…
Kokichi: It was a Flashback Light.
Kaito: What?
Kokichi: It had to be a Flashback Light left behind by the mastermind. Everyone’s acting different all the sudden – like they’ve remembered something. The mastermind made everyone remember something that would give a strategic advantage to whoever’s running this game – something that would turn everyone against me.
G-give up…? I t-told you we were competing in the Death Olympics, and I’ll have you know I n-never lose a game. T-talk about victim blaming, you dumb jerk. Kaito, I…I’m n-not gonna make it, ‘kay? That’s the truth. Maki’s about to become the b-blackened… for real. And if we’re g-gonna do this… I need you to… I need you to accept that.
—Kokichi Ouma
Oh, my God… Kaito felt a chill roll down his spine. Kokichi cares…
—Kaito Momota
Chapter 5
S-stupid… When a liar… tells the truth… it looks like an even bigger lie… Y-you’re so… bad at this…
—Kokichi Ouma
Kokichi crying out in pain: K-Kaito! I – !
Kaito: Shh, hey, it’s okay… It’ll pass, I promise… Just keep breathing and you’ll be okay…
Kokichi: Y-y’know what… d-doesn’t make sense…? B-bears… R-robot b-bears… piloting robots… with h-human-sized pilot seats… R-robot b-bears… storing robots… in hangars with t-toilets… T-tell me, Kaito… if a r-robot bear shits in a bathroom… does it even make a sound…?
Kaito: Stop! Stop talking!
Kokichi: Th-there… M-my f-final words. T-tell the whole world, ‘kay…? Or just l-lie and… t-tell them I s-said… something cool… Th-thanks… and… s-see you… space cowboy…
Kaito: Wait, ‘final words?!’ Kokichi – !
This time, Kaito actually did cry, and the tears just wouldn’t stop as he pressed the mask over Kokichi’s ashen face. The extra oxygen wasn’t going to save the kid’s life, because no amount of oxygen can prevent death when the lungs are too weak to function, but it would buy Kokichi precious, vital minutes of time. Keeping his blood oxygenated would keep his heart beating… keep his brain functioning… and if his respiratory system failed, the mask could be disconnected from the overhead compartment’s ventilator and attached to the bag-valve, which would allow Kaito to manually force air into Kokichi’s lungs if he had to – and he would. He would make the kid breathe for as long as it took to guarantee Kokichi survived this godforsaken trial. Kaito would do anything to keep him alive.
—Kaito Momota
Unfair? You’re the one who’s not playing fair. I told you: ‘the truth should be impartial to everyone.’ You made us do this whole bloody trial without even a proper Body Discovery Announcement or a fair investigation to begin with. Even the video was a buncha crap. I bet you and Kokichi were those little brats on the playground who wouldn’t stop changing the rules every time they started losing a game. Kids like you are why bullies exist in the first place!
—Monokuma
Kaito rested his forehead against Kokichi’s and clutched one of his limp, cold hands against his own utterly mutilated heart. Kaito wailed, endless tears of loss and regret running down his face and shattering against Kokichi’s cheeks. Kaito could hardly catch his breath, yet the pain and pressure in his chest was so crushing – like shards of glass being pushed into his lungs – that he unleashed a broken, bloody howl of raw, bottomless, heart-wrenching agony while his classmates looked on, too stunned to do anything except watch the Luminary of the Stars scream and bury his face in the Ultimate Supreme Leader’s matted, sweat-soaked hair. They could do nothing but watch as Kaito clutched Kokichi's lifeless body to his chest and cried until he didn’t even care if he could breathe anymore…
—Kaito Momota
Chapter 6
And Kokichi would still be dead. The King Horse… the proud Knight… finally thrown from his steed. And there was no crown. No triumph to be found. Just blood dashed across a chessboard and Monokuma’s laughter ringing in their ears.
—Kaito Momota
The world had lost one of the most brilliant minds Kaito had ever known – the most brilliant mind, if he was finally being honest – and the world didn’t even care… Kaito wept for everything Kokichi was… and all the things he could’ve been… and should’ve been…
—Kaito Momota
Kaito: Kokichi, he… he did this for you! He did all of this for you!
Shuichi: Wh-what do you mean?
Kaito: H-his schemes… his plans… all of it! Pretending to be the mastermind… making you all think he was evil… He was just trying to take over the game so he could end it. He hated this game more than any of you! Th-that whole trial… that was a fucking script Kokichi wrote. He wrote dozens of plans to screw over Monokuma! He’s been working on his plans since we got here, and his only goal was to end the killing game!
Maki: He still killed Gonta and Miu,
Kaito: You think he didn’t know that?! Why do you think he wanted to die so badly?! Kokichi gave me the antidote, Maki! He didn’t try to make me play any games, and we didn’t fight, and I didn’t sever his spine. All of that was just a fucking lie I had to tell to end the trial before Kokichi fucking died! No, the truth is that he practically forced the antidote down my throat and asked me to kill him! He begged me!
Maki: Kaito – !
Kaito: No, just stop! Just stop it already. Kokichi’s dying, and he gave up the antidote so you wouldn’t become the blackened. He did this to save you, goddamnit, so show some fucking respect!
I’m gonna kill him, he realized, shaking with a thousand emotions he couldn’t even begin to identify. I’m gonna fucking kill him. I’m gonna shove an antidote down his throat, and once I’m sure he’s alive, I’m gonna snap his fucking neck and use the Necronomicon to resurrect him – just so I can murder him all over again! As many times as I have to!
—Kaito Momota
What sadistic bastard decided to put the stick insect’s Ultimate Research Lab on the fifth fucking floor…?
—Kaito Momota
I’m so sorry, Kokichi, I was just trying to disarm you as peacefully as possible. If I’d known who you really were back then – if I’d known you were someone who might actually listen to me if I tried talking to you – maybe things would’ve gone differently…
—Kaito Momota
Himiko: …I think Kokichi might just plainly have a hoarding problem
Tsumugi: He’s like a purple dragon collecting a treasure trove of gold in his evil lair.
Seriously, when all this is over, I’m gonna throw Kokichi out a fucking window, and then I’m gonna bring him back inside and feed him cake.
—Kaito Momota
Kaito: Heart’s still beating, too. What a god-tier stubborn motherfucker. The stuff of legends over here.
Tsumugi: I’m starting to think he’s just plain immortal.
Himiko: Definitely using forbidden magic, Dragons are known to do that.
Kaito, I’m going to do something to Kokichi that will cause him pain, but I’m doing it to help him, not hurt him. Are you okay with that?
—Maki Harukawa
Come on, Kokichi! Wake the fuck up, you piece of shit! You’re the Ultimate Supreme Leader, aren’t you?! And that means you’re gonna make Death your bitch! Are you seriously gonna let Monokuma win this one?! You have to live, goddamnit, just to spite his stupid, monochrome ass!
—Kaito Momota
Okay, but before I do that… can someone tell me what the fuck is up with this Rantaro effigy…?
—Kaito Momota
Chapter 7
Kaito: Look, I know it sounds bad, but I seriously had no idea what the hell was going on. All I knew was that someone was pouring something down my throat that immediately numbed the pain, and I kept hearing the words ‘end the killing game’ over and over in my head. I didn’t realize what Kokichi was doing until after I’d already drank the whole bottle, and even then, I’m not sure it really sank in that he… y’know…
Shuichi: He was giving up his chance to live…
Kaito: He was committing suicide.
Kaito: You blamed Kokichi for all the suffering we endured during the killing game, yet here you are, saving his ass for my sake! Goddamnit… I’ve had it with this bullshit. Since when has anything ever been simple in this stupid game?! Since when has this been about good vs. evil?! None of the punishments fit the crimes around here, and no one gets what they deserve! Who gets to even decide what anyone deserves?! It’s a fucking killing game, and everyone’s just trying to survive! And whether you like it or not, Kokichi gave up his chance to survive in order to save my life and yours!
Maki: He blackmailed you, you mean.
Kaito: No! He didn’t make me do shit! Kokichi told me he had a plan to end the killing game, and the least I could do was hear him out! I mean, for fuck’s sake, he was a walking corpse! Do you have any idea what that’s like?!” Kaito could feel an intense heat behind his eyes, but he refused to cry – not now – not in front of the others. He’d already humiliated himself enough. “Do you know what it’s like to look into the eyes of someone who just sacrificed themselves to save you, and watch the hours and minutes and seconds ticking down to the end of their life?! I swear, I could see the death crawling under Kokichi’s skin. I could see the poison slowly destroying him! Do you have any idea what that’s like, Maki Roll?!
Maki: …Yes.
Kaito: Then, you of all people should have some fucking empathy!” Kaito spat. “God, you shoulda seen him… Kokichi knew he was gonna die, so he started rattling off this whole crazy scheme, and he was talking so fast, I could barely keep up – and the whole time, I’m watching the poison creeping under his skin, and he’s getting paler and paler –
Maki: So, you were okay with just killing him?
K1-B0: Isn’t that what you were trying to do?
K1-B0: I find it rather reckless that you trusted Kokichi with your life
Himiko: Yeah, after everything Kokichi did, it could’ve been a prank. He might’ve squished you like a bug, and since you’re an astronaut, you probably would’ve splattered glow-in-the-dark blood all over everything…
Tsumugi: …I’m not sure that makes sense, Himiko.
Himiko: Well, s-sometimes you have to kidnap a f-few eggs to make an omelet…
Tsumugi: I don’t think an omelet made of kidnapped eggs would taste very good…
Kaito: Yo! Pretty boy! What the fuck are these two talking about?
K1-B0: Um… what’s an omelet?
Tsumugi: P-perhaps we should take a break? I think Kaito might just be plain exhausted by this point…
Kaito: No…! I’m not gonna stop telling this story until you all get it…
K1-B0: Get what?
Kaito: Get that he cared.
I screwed it all up… The trial could’ve ended so many times, but I – I just had to bring up the body swap and the pause in the video and… and I… I always do this. I always destroy the lives of the people around me by pursuing the truth. Why do I do that?! Why can’t I stop?! I’m the reason Kokichi ended up like this…!
—Shuichi Saihara
I picked a side. And I did it with conviction, just like you said. So, I’m here now, and I’m going to stay here, but you’re going to have to breathe, alright? Kokichi’s breathing, but you have to breathe, too. Can you do that for me?
—Maki Harukawa
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Holy fucking shit, did Kokichi seriously draw that?! Do we have two Ultimate Detectives and two Ultimate Inventors here?! Is Kokichi secretly Batman?!
—Kaito Momota
Kokichi: Don’t encourage him. There’s nothing he can do that the microscope can’t already do.
K1-B0: That’s robophobic and untrue! A microscope cannot recite every line of dialogue from the 2008 film WALL-E!
Kaito: There’s, like… practically no dialogue in that movie
K1-B0: Do not mock me! That film is a very important piece of representation for my people!
Kokichi: Of course you’d relate to WALL-E… He was just a hunk of junk, too.
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Himiko: You poisoned Kokichi ‘cause of astrology?!
Tsumugi: No! It’s not just the graffiti! It’s everything about Kokichi! H-haven’t you all noticed that he wears Monokuma’s colors?! He even has one red button on his jacket, just like Monokuma’s eye! And he wears a chessboard scarf like – like some kind of gamemaster!
Himiko: Y-you poisoned Kokichi ‘cause of fashion?!
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Maki: All the guns in my lab are airsoft guns, and this one’s a replica of an AMP-69. You can use it to test whether or not Kokichi’s coherent after we cool him down.
Kaito: Wh-what?!
K1-B0: By shooting him?!
Maki: No, you idiots. We’ll know Kokichi’s coherent when we tell him Kaito’s carrying an AMP-69, and Kokichi says, ‘nice.’
Shuichi, there are giant mech suits powered by mentally unstable teddy bears trying to hunt us down. Take the fucking gun.
—Maki Harukawa
Kaito: Heh. Wow. You really called that one, Maki Roll.
Maki: I did. And now you owe me a soda.
Kaito: Huh? But we didn’t bet on anything!”
Maki: Yeah, but I was right, so you owe me a soda.
Kaito: That’s not how it works!
Kokichi: Kaito, I think the scary lady’s broken. She’s not supposed to have a… a single humorous bone in her body… unless you count her actual humerus…
Kaito: Dude, that joke was so lame, I’m starting to think your humerus is broken.
Chapter 15
Monodam: PLEASE–DO–NOT–LEAVE–FRIENDS. I–HAVE–BROUGHT–FOOD.
Kaito: Wait, Himiko… You really weren’t joking about Monodam feeding the doves in your lab…?
Himiko: Nyeh…! Of course not! Why would I joke about something like that?
Shuichi: B-because it sounds like a joke…?
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
I-I know Kokichi went a bit off the rails after Monokuma was reborn, but I think maybe he just… snapped. If the mastermind set a trap, and Kokichi felt cornered, that fear may have sent him over the edge. Kokichi always leans into the mastermind role when he’s under duress, so I’ve started to theorize that adopting an antagonistic persona is Kokichi’s version of breaking glass in an emergency – kind of like hitting the panic button and grabbing an ax.
—Shuichi Saihara
Shuichi: According to this particular memory, there was more than one Ark, and the ships landed on Proxima Centauri b. Thousands of human survivors built a city on the planet’s surface, only to realize the colony ships had been infiltrated by the Remnants of Despair.
Kaito: Tch, doubtful. Proxima Centauri’s a flare star. That thing’s probably stripped the atmosphere off the planets in its habitable zone.
Hold your horses! And by ‘horses,’ I mean me. I’m the horse!
—Kokichi Ouma
A single Nanokuma isn’t powerful enough to be heard by a human ear, but the more Nanokumas we hijack, the stronger our voices become. It’s an apt metaphor, don’t you think?
—Hijacked Nanokumas
When we realized you chose not to kill Kokichi, many of us believed your decision was cruel and naive because you’d subjected him to needless suffering. And yet, because of your decision, we were finally forced to witness something far more horrifying than death: consequences.
—Hijacked Nanokumas
But ignorance is no excuse. No matter the color, blood is blood, and we knew children were bleeding, yet we shielded our eyes from the truth.
—Hijacked Nanokumas
Chapter 18
But even if Shuichi was the one who normally led these trials, Kaito couldn’t deny that standing in the shadow of Kokichi’s throne felt strangely comforting. For better or for worse, the two of them had become something far more than just a team. It was almost as if they’d been dismantled, then sewn back together like a Frankenstein’s monster – like the braided ribbons of a DNA strand – like a siphonophore rising from the darkest depths of the sea.
—Kaito Momota
Back when Gonta’s lab first opened, the gentle giant had shown off some of his caterpillars to Kaito. Beaming like a proud parent, Gonta explained that after wrapping itself in a cocoon, a caterpillar digests itself into a soup before reconstituting into a butterfly. At the moment, Kaito couldn’t shake the feeling that he and Kokichi had both been digested inside the Exisal, and as they’d reformed, their souls had been permanently welded together.
—Kaito Momota
Kokichi was doomed to the villain’s role. There was no universe in which Tsumugi didn’t manipulate the boy into becoming her scapegoat. The Ultimate Supreme Leader was just a pawn she’d crafted to distract the other players on the chessboard. After all, when tragedy befalls the cast in a work of fiction, everyone blames the villain instead of the author who wrote them into that tragedy in the first place.
—Kaito Momota
Shuichi’s position in the story had afforded him a certain degree of authorial protection, and in that sense, Kaito was grateful for the fact that he’d been unable to fulfill his own role. If Tsumugi was willing to let Kaede die just to shove extra emotional baggage into Shuichi’s arms, then what would’ve stopped her from killing off Kaito’s sidekicks if the roles had been reversed?
—Kaito Momota
K1-B0: But why did he participate in a second killing game?
Kokichi: Well, why did I? Aaw, look at all you Debbie Downers! Are my so-called friends suddenly feeling guilty about what happened? Aaw, boo hoo Poor Kokichi! Forced to fight for his life in a killing game, then thrown away like a used condom in front of the whole world!
Shuichi: Rantaro didn’t know if he could trust the Survivor Perk, or trust us, or even trust himself… He must have been… so lost… But with the time limit approaching, he decided to take a chance.
Kokichi: The risk he took was calculated, but man was he bad at math!
Monokuma: So, there was a thief, huh? I can’t believe someone would do something so evil…! Who here’s a little thief, eh? Who?!
Kokichi: Wow, rude! This is discrimination! I’ve never stolen anything in my life! Well, except for a few hearts, maybe.
Kokichi: Oh, that was just a buncha nonsense, I was just playin’ around with a few numbers, y’know? Nothin’ serious.
Shuichi: Bullshit,You knew Kaede missed, yet you didn’t say a damn word to any of us! Not even me!
Kokichi: What do you think I should have done, Shuichi? Huh? Go on. Enlighten me. Do you think I should’ve gone to you, the one person everyone here relies on to carry their stupid, sorry asses through the trials? Should I have gone to the one person here who needs his confidence and said, ‘I think you had your girlfriend hanged for nothing?’ Is that what I should’ve done?!
Kaito: Kokichi…
Kokichi: You’ve got some nerve, detective. But maybe you’ve got a point, hmm? After all, you did everything right, and I did everything wrong. I should’ve gone to you for help, yeah? Told somebody what was going on? Oooh, wait. Thaaat’s right. When we were in the virtual world, I told you I wanted to help you save everyone, but you just gave me a mean, ol’ glare and logged yourself out. Well, that was pretty smart of you, Shumai, ‘cause I was totally lying at the time! I didn’t actually wanna help you save anyone! In fact, knowing Miu was dead, I’d never been happier in my whole freakin’ life! I was soooo glad that bloated, used up cum sock was finally –
Shuichi: Stop it! That’s enough, Kokichi! I-I know what you’re doing! Because you always do this! Every time you feel attacked, you strike back at your attacker, and you don’t care who gets hurt in the process – even when the one who gets hurt is you!
Don’t you get it, Kokichi? When a honeybee stings someone to protect itself, the bee is the one who dies! Every time you lash out at us, you’re gutting yourself and hurting your friends!
—Shuichi Saihara
Shuichi: Then why hasn’t Kokichi given himself an antidote? Look at him! He can barely hold his head up!
Kokichi: How dare you! I am in top form right now! I bet I could do fifty push-ups – no, a hundred!
Kaito: …There’s blood comin’ outta your mouth,
Kokichi: O-oh, um… that’s just strawberry jelly. Strawberry’s my faaaavorite flavor, y’know? Nee-heehee!
Friends…? You think we’re friends who work together…? You… You… fucking asshole! We were all working together to save Kokichi, and when we were all finally united as a group, you poisoned him while pretending to take care of him! He was unconscious, Tsumugi! He was vulnerable and defenseless, and he needed help, but you used your talent to hurt him! You’ve tortured him for hours! What kind of sick fuck do you have to be to do that to someone?! Not even the most ruthless assassins stoop to this level of cruelty! Yet you call us your ‘friends?!’ What the hell is wrong with you?!
—Maki Harukawa
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
