Beenawhile. Happy Late Spooktser Month. Have another lemon.
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"I hope you don't mind me doing this, Ouma." I said, balancing my sketchbook on my lap.
"Why would I not?" The supreme leader questioned. "You're drawing me, how could I mind?"
"I mean, people easily get creeped out over my creations." I finished the sketch of Ouma. Now, I had to do the line art, which was a quick task. "I show it to my friends, in surprise, they look at me in concern. My parents told me to not draw strangers, yet I draw people like Monokuma."
"Monokuma is a bear, you know."
"Oh shut up!" I said, glaring at the short Panta lover. "You get what I'm saying, any way!"
"Of course I do, I am bilingual!" Ouma said, giggling. "But, with all honesty, I really like your drawings."
"Thank you." I said, still looking at the paper.
"Nothing....else?"
"Nope." I responded. "Do you want to look at the line art?"
"Sure!" Ouma scooted over towards your side. "Woah..."
"Pretty cool, right?" I asked as I handed him the sketchbook. I could have sworn Ouma's eyes lit up. Nothing can make me smile even more than when someone happily looks through my drawings.
"Man, no wonder why Hopes Peak accepted you!" Ouma said cheerfully as he went through the other parts of my sketchbook.
"Yeah, no wonder why...." My voice trailed away as I came to realization that I'm not really in school.
"Hey now, don't be bummed out over that dumb killing game." Ouma said, still staring through my sketchbook.
"How can you of all people still be yourself after realizing you're in a killing game?"
"I-I dunno," Ouma stuttered, shrugging nervously, "it's just part of my nature, I guess- woah."
"What?" I asked, crossing my arms.
"Is that porn I'm looking at?" Ouma turned the sketchbook for me to see.
"Yeah, and?" I raised a brow. I remembered that it's unusual for someone to draw sex. Ouma gasped,
"(Y/N), you know how.....detailed this is-?! You have any idea who can take a look at this, and be like, "Oh man, this is so hot, slurp slurp." I can name three people that would get off to that- three. People!"
"Name them."
"Miu, Korekiyo, and...." Ouma turned himself around to think. Clearly, this dictator was puzzled on the third person he "knows" would use my erotic drawings for pleasure.
"And....?"
"And....!" Ouma looked at my sketchbook, again, and gulped.
"Is there something you want to say, Ouma?" Ouma sure was being suspicious.
"Well....I'd jerk off to that." Now, that could have been a lie. But judging from the face he made after saying that, there is no doubt that at some point in the day, Ouma will steal my sketchbook for his own satisfaction.
"You want me to make something else then?"
"Sure!" Ouma said in excitement. "As a matter of fact, surprise me! I want the drawing to be at my doorstep by the nighttime announcement!"
