them • kakegurui x female reader

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"so.. yumeko is betting her life on a gamble with an absolute stranger who eyed her in the icky way?" mary asked through the phone as you leaned backward, against the wall.

"yes."

"congratulations, you made it to literally every since day of yumeko's school life."

".. i don't like this, mary. he seems really off. and besides, it isn't just their lives, but like.. absolute slavery to the winner. isn't that.."

"congratulations, you made it to hyakkaou academy. this is a normal day here. if you're worried, you can come over here, ririka and i are watching demonslayer. she said shinobu was really pretty, and now i'm jealous."

"i'd never pick her over you though!" ririka protested, nearing the microphone, and you could imagine the vice president bringing her girlfriend into a hug.

"alright, you go back to couples stuff. i needed to go find sayaka anyway." you sigh, hanging up.

yumeko had, obviously, accepted bennett's proposal almost immediately.

now they were doing who-knows-what in who-knows-where and no one was being allowed to watch besides a dealer.

although you were her master for the day, somehow you didn't want to tell her to decline the gamble, even though she probably would have done it. i mean, she had too.

but yumeko jabami looked so.. relieved? happy? there was something in her eyes when she stepped forward, taking his hand and shaking it, and then clasping her hands together in excitement as the dealer began leading them into a different room. she hadn't turned to wave at you, although you didn't really expect her too with such a short attention span.

absolute slavery to the other person was what they were staking. oh god.

the longer you think about it, the sicker to the stomach you get.

so you decide to push the thought of yumeko elaborately bowing to maizono's shoes out of your head, and speed-walk down the hall, searching for sayaka.

"oh- ms. president! do you know where sayaka is?" you ask, as you come inches close to accidentally knocking in to her.

kirari, too, was roaming the mostly empty hallways, and she tilted her head to smile at you before answering.

"ah- y/n, unfortunately i don't- i am looking for her as well."

"may i ask why?"

kirari smiled, setting off down the hall again, and you follow at her heels.

"i need to get someone's measurements, and i have a feeling she would know them."

"may i ask who?" you wonder, tilting your head. if she wanted her own measurements, she could check her clothes, and ririka shared the exact size, so it wasn't her either. but who else would kirari be needing measurements for?

"hmm.. that will remain private for now."

"alright..?"

"y/n, darling, is something troubling you? you keep anxiously glancing around."

you sigh, shoulders dropping slightly. "i don't know. yumeko has been in multiple high stakes bets while i've been at the school, but.. i'm just a little worried that maizono boy will try something. he has a weird look."

"i see. if it makes you feel any better, during the election she set her life up for offer countless of times, and although i'm not sure she knows what she's doing either, she always finds her way through."

"it doesn't really, but thank you." you respond, deciding honestly was the best policy with people who can read everything you do automatically. "oh, i forgot to ask- have you noticed anything up with sayaka recently?"