Kowai frowned thoughtfully... then her face lit up.
"I've got an idea! What if we get everyone together to play a game
of Truth Or Dare? It'll be fun! And embarrassing! And great for--"
Kowai searched for the words. "Something?"
The words Kowai was looking for were "shipping reasons" but there's
a limit to how much the fourth wall can be attacked-
She raised her eyebrows but nuzzled Koda back. Is this... some
kind of act? To get me to do something? Because obviously, she
doesn't like me. People are literally always scared of me,
seriously...
Maybe Koda was that dumb. Believing she actually liked Kowai.
"HEY EVERYBODY!! UP FOR A GAME OF TRUTH OR DARE?"
Suzume Fujimori's POV
"Perhaps. Megami and I were just about to play foosba-" She
stopped. Oh. Kowai spoke. Well. It was a good idea
though...
Femi Davis's POV
Femi didn't hear her. He was too worried about
Suko...
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Kōun
no Megami
Despite myself, I felt my mood sour slightly. Not much, not as bad
as when kids at school would blast Jojo Siwa to annoy everyone, but
still. "Something tells me we have little say in the
matter." Buraddo Jemu
Majikaruman
Dōseiai-shadearimasu
"Usually there are a lot of dumb games with drunk teens involved,
like-" I was cut off by Kowai saying the exact words I was about
to. "Truth or Dare!"
"Eh? Of course I'm fine!" Suko smiled, trying to be reassuring.
"I've gotta go play truth or dare with you now, and learn all your
secrets. Never been better!" In truth, they were feeling a little
short of breath and nervous.
Why had Femi kissed them? They still couldn't figure it out.
Hisoka Yamanaku
"No." Hisoka deadpanned, turning to look at the table, in the hopes
of finding the alcohol he would surely need for the night ahead.
to be aesthetic or not to be aesthetic
that is not a question because I am not aesthetic at all and nor is
this signature
Koda wandered over to Keiki and Niwa. "Nice." She smiled, then gave
an angry-uneasy-confused expression. "May someone please explain
this whole... Truth or Dare saga?" She asked them, obviously angry
at being confused.
"U-Uh-" Niwa waved apologetically to Koda as he was dragged off.
"Alright... Keiki. I guess we'll play this strange American
game..." he disentangled his hand to run it through his hair
to be aesthetic or not to be aesthetic
that is not a question because I am not aesthetic at all and nor is
this signature
Niwa blushed, too hard. "O-Oh! No problem!" They patted Keiki on
the head. "Nice hug- you're warm. And things." He gently pushed at
their shoulders. "How do we play?"
to be aesthetic or not to be aesthetic
that is not a question because I am not aesthetic at all and nor is
this signature
Hey! That was my question too! Koda began to fume. Don't
let the anger get the better of you. Don't be like... him.
Interjected one of Koda's voices - like an angel on someones
shoulder - soothingly.
We each go in order asking each other, 'truth or dare?' For
example, if I asked Niwa that, he has to pick an option. If he
picks Truth, we'd have to ask him a question that he MUST answer.
If he picks dare, we can ask him to do something, anything. And
again, he MUSSTTT- do it."
"O-Oh god. Is there- some demonic ritual? To ensure I tell the
truth? What happens if I lie? Do I die? Does a demon eat my soul?"
He gulped visibly. "I'm not sure this game sounda very fun..."
to be aesthetic or not to be aesthetic
that is not a question because I am not aesthetic at all and nor is
this signature
BLATHER BLATHER BLATHER BLAAAH- Shh. It's okay. Koda
growled, but again was interrupted by said voice. "You? Niwa? Not
me. I have no clue." Koda stabbed her way into the conversation.
She stopped herself from allowing a triumphant 'YEs!' and a smug
expression, due to her being bad at talking without being genuinely
awkward.
Koda almost leapt from where she stood. HISOKA! OH THAT SLIPPERY
BUG-EYED SON OF A JACKAL! OH I'M GOING T- Shhhhhhhh. Its okay. O.
Kay. Please, don't get yourself killed. It'll kill me, too.
Koda furiously tried to jerk herself to her feet, but her senses
were dulled. Don't. The voice almost snapped.