Let's make a deal - {Mastermind Shuichi Saihara x Kokichi Ouma}

Skepticism |Chapter 1|

|~ Kokichi Ouma ~|

"Kokichi."

I tacked my smile on, swiveling on my toes to face the voice. Just as I thought. Staring down at me was the Ultimate Detective himself, Shuichi Saihara. As he walked closer, I grinned and put my arms behind my head to disguise my slight nervousness. His piercing gold eyes seemed to stare into my soul, reading every little thing in unsettling detail. It was weird. Approaching me out of nowhere in the hallway?

"Nishishi! Hey, Saihara-Chan!" His smile was a little off-putting... "This is unlike you to approach me first! I usually have to go find you, nee-hee..." He was getting a little close, but I'd feel bad if he was unaware and I just snapped at him for no reason.

"I was wondering if you wanted to spend some time with me?" He asked innocently. I felt compelled to hang out with him, even if I didn't really want to today. Nonetheless, I nodded. He smiled like a little child. It made my heart melt before I smothered that thought.

He took my hand, almost dragging me with him. I stumbled a little before regaining my balance. I huffed. "S-Saihara-Chan! My legs aren't as long as yours! I can't walk as fast as you can!" I whined. He smiled, slowing down a little before stopping completely. He let go of my hand and turned around. He kneeled down.

"C'mon, I'll give you a piggyback ride." He said. Excitement filled my body. I giggled and climbed onto him. He ran down the halls, making 'nyoom' noises as he did so. It brought a smile to my face. We arrived at the library and he kneeled down again, letting me slide off. We spent time together for the day.

As we talked, I noticed he knew things about me I've never mentioned. I couldn't tell if it was his detective intuition or what. It was starting to scare me. I caught him zoning off while looking at me, too. He also seemed... oddly cheerful, considering Kaede had died only a few days ago.

He was talking about... something, I forgot what. I noticed how calming his voice was, when I took my mind off of the weird coincidences. I felt myself dozing off. I'll just take a small nap. What's the worst that could happen? If he tried to kidnap me or something, he'd probably be seen by somebody. It'll be fine. It's... fine...

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