A Cozy Life With Pudding || Kozume Kenma

17 - The Tragedy Without An Ending

*I change the way the game works a bit, so it'll be weird... sorry!

"I GOT 3 KIDS NOW, MWAHAHAHAHA!" Bokuto laughed manically as you looked at the fool with a grimace. Kuroo forced you and Kenma to join them in their custom 'game of life', but really, you've just been spectating their bullshit. "Suck it!"

"How the hell did you get 3 kids already when you're married to Kenma?! Is there something you're hiding from me, Kenma?!" Kuroo exclaimed, only receiving glare from Kenma. He's been pretty frustrated ever since you let them in the house for today after class ended.

"Shut up, Kuroo..." Kenma grumbled. Playing at a kotatsu is comfortable, but not with these two idiots. "Let's get this over with..."

Kenma spun the wheel, getting a 9, moving his token, landing on a job space. Kuroo moved the pile of occupation cards to him with a smirk. "I wonder what job you'll get~"

"The look on your face is making me uneasy..." Kenma remarked, pulling three cards. Those cards showed words of, 'Porn Producer', 'BL Artist', and 'Drug Dealer'. He seemed extremely disappointed with his eyes narrowing down. "Who the fuck made this rigged Game Of Life?..."

You giggled nervously, looking at the pay on the bottom. "The pay is pretty equal though..."

"That's not the problem! Who would write these as jobs?" Kenma slowly looked up at Kuroo with a grimace as he chuckled. "Grr... I'll take the BL Artist then..."

Bokuto commented. "Oh? Is my husband going to write BL of us? Hey! Hey! Hey!"

"Oya? Oya? You would rather draw BL then? I didn't know you were into it, Ken- oof!" Before Kuroo can finish his name, he let out a little yelp following, hugging onto his stomach. "Don't kick me in the other side of the kotatsu, Kenma!"

"Bokuto, hurry up and go. I'm done with Kuroo..." Kenma rested his elbow on the kotatsu, pinching the bridge of his nose with a sigh.

Bokuto spun the wheel to get a 10, moving his token to a half white and black space. Curiously, he asked. "Oh? What's this space? We never landed here before!"

Kuroo started cackling, scaring you off, holding cards that represent the colors of that space. Starting to shuffle, he started to explain. "My dear brother, you've landed on the Space of Luck and Bullshit! These cards will decide if you're lucky or unlucky today!" Holding the deck of cards to Bokuto, he pulled a random card to show an image of a car being wrecked with bleeding people.

Bokuto gasped. "Oh my god?! I ended up in a car accident?! If I spin a 0, then I live?"

"That's right! In this game, there is no 50/50! You can only survive 1/10 in this shitty game!" Kuroo laughed, completely absorbed into the game. When Bokuto spun the wheel, it landed on 1, making him gasp again. "You're dead!"

"Oh no... what about my children?!" Bokuto cried, slamming the kotatsu.

"You decide if your kids die or not with the wheel!" Kuroo exclaimed with no shred of sympathy for the poor man. "You also decide if Kenma dies too!"

"Hold the fuck up, Kuroo- This is one fucked up game." You pointed out as Kuroo just gave a devilish grin to you.

"Well, if society is as fucked up, then make a fucked up game."

Yep, he certainly lost his mind. Kenma slumped his body over the kotatsu, grumbling. "Just kill me off already..." Bokuto was busy spinning the wheel for his children, which already died. He started to sob, spinning the wheel once more for Kenma. It landed on a zero. Kenma quickly crawled out of the kotatsu, opening the window with his leg on the edge. "I'M GOING TO FUCKING-"