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[ NO... HE REALLY LOOKS LIKE HE'S GOING TO DIE

or at least he looks faint, face red and suddenly mute as he lets Nanami pull him along behind the curtain, trying not to feel so self-conscience about holding hands but it's a losing battle from the start. ]

[ LMAO. Nanami then swiftly stabs Akira behind the curtain laughing to herself quietly, 'all according to keikakau.'

Except thats not what happens, instead she led him behind the curtain. Sat herself down on the floor patting the place next to her. ]

... Ne, ne are you thinking perverted thoughts Akira-san?

[ Nanami replies teasing him, but her voice is so flat. So unenthusiastic. It's dark but, the glimmer of the lights bouncing beneath the curtains give them enough view of one another he can see how her expression is rather empty and doe-eyed... Yet content all the same. ]

... Just kidding... Sit down.

( he's speaking komaeda's language, so he'll part his mouth to lean forward, allowing himself to be fed — but if he bites counselor's fingers then, that's on him. he doesn't chew though when he leans back, instead, he digs the cracker out of his mouth to look at it. )

Spite as in... doing things just to do them because you can... to do things out of malice, is that what you're asking me about?

( he thinks about it, and he already knows the answer, he doesn't even know why he gave pause — oh right, it was so he could lift the cracker back up towards the counselor so he can eat it instead. it may have komaeda slob on it, but it's whatever, they're both adults here. )

Yep, I don't like the usage of it when it's so short-lived, and sounds too selfish for me... ( coming from the man who does what he wants because he wants to, and everyone will just have to accept it. ) What does that do to help encourage the hopes of others that's lasting. For your hope... allowing me to use you, is this too lasting?

( The carrots...... eat your vegetables, Hiro, but Natsume'll put the little egg fish on the corner of Hiro's and pop one of those carrot stars into his own mouth. )

So I assume you didn't eat any of the veggies from the picnic your sister brought food home FROM. ( Just A Guess. ) Did you like anything else from IT?

( He's a patient young man, but he treats Kazuki to a little smile. )

It might not be as long as you THINK. I have an endless curiosiTY, Kazuki-san, and I'll go to great lengths to know everything I CAN.

( Which includes his forest, and how to get into it, and every other mystery at this school. )

( ...Ah. That explains the feelings he had. Natsume presses a hand to his chest idly, remembering them, and smiles slightly.

His voice drops a bit lower too, quieter. )

So am I, Sato-san. I think everyone IS, even if they don't say SO. Knowing death and accepting IT, and being able to accept the idea of yourself dyING, are two completely different THINGS. ( Kiss his ass, Komaeda. ) Why else have humans sought ways to live foreVER, despite the fact such a thing does not and cannot exIST?

[ Natsume is a therapist's dream. He listens intently nodding to himself, but— the question makes him laugh, deep and throaty. ]

That isn't how this works.

[ But Natsume did make him laugh, and more than that, already seems to have his mind set on his feelings and those of others. ]

I've been here a very long time. I am very fond of this school, this job, my students... By the time they graduate, most have spoken to me at least once, and I am blessed with a job that lets me intimately know my students.

( There are many, many pros to being on the good side of people, and while he's typically anti-authoritarian, he can make exceptions for the sake of learning. Natsume laces his fingers in front of him, head tilting. )

And I was only extended the invitation after murDER... ( So most students kill, for one reason or another. ) Does that mean there are students who don't make an attempt on someone else and still manage to graduATE?

( If there is any way he can get Stephanie out of here without her having to bloody her hands at all... )

[ The handle seems to catch when Dito first tries the knob, but then turns properly as he hears the sound of a muffled voice that may or may not be the counselor inviting him in through a mouthful of roasted chickpeas.

Chew chew swallow, in the meantime, gesturing to the chairs in front of the desk on which he sits. ]

-—Welcome. Are you hungry?

[ me going through my inbox and skipping over that thread bc i'm scared ]

...I was hoping to catch you around between then, but... okay.

[ bye ]

With Amami-san? Yes, I think so...

[ But he trails off, because even if everything seemed alright with him, he can't say anything about the aftermath, what Amami might have thought or felt— other than fear and disgust, maybe. Akki doesn't know. Other people are hard, and he can't presume, but, ]

He wasn't hurt or anything, physically. Is he okay? Does he seem off to you? I didn't realize— I don't know him that well, so I didn't think...

[ The nurse looks up from her work at her desk in surprise, but no fear, not yet. Pushing away from the table, she turns in her chair and gives Zero a smile, though it doesn't quite reach her eyes. Kind of hard to genuinely smile when a student comes into your office like "if I don't like your answer I'm gonna beat you up" ]

If I don't, I might know somebody who does. What can I help you with today?

Yes, of course. I remember a full graduating class without a single loss of life, once. I'm under the impression that is supposed to be the norm in most educational facilities...

[ Imagine, a Yogen without murder... It's actually easy to imagine. But sometimes, things happen. ]

Murder is a choice... even when it feels like you have none. It was your choice.

People just happen to make that choice more often than not HERE.

( ...But why? His seniors graduated without spilling any real blood; he, too, is going to graduate without doing so — or he would have, in Yumenosaki. Why is it different here?

The rules, maybe? Last year, the rules only let one person graduate; the rules are different this year, apparently. If they change every time power shifts to someone new, then it's possible there was at least one year where everything was just...

Normal.

That would've been nice. )

...It is the norm for most education faciliTIES. This school's just — ( Wrong? ) UniQUE.

( A nicer word. )

What year was THAT?

[ Akki: writing is hard
Komaeda: so how about you write Nanami's game?
Akki:rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
^ Lily helping me rp ]

I don't mind helping with the technical aspect of it, but like I said, you'll want somebody who's a better writer than me. What about you, Komaeda-san? You have... a way with words.

[ oh he immediately wiggles to get out of Subaru's grip, with a little something like fear in his eyes that settles as soon as he's got his personal space back. Um, uh... how to say "good for you" without patting Subaru on the shoulder

He's just going to reoccupy his hands with the pda instead ]

ur fav?

( lily agrees with komaeda as always! )

...

( now he's quiet to prove a point, but to also be annoying like he has nothing to say on the matter. don't try and throw him under the bus akira, this is about you and nanami, not nanami and you and komaeda's poetic words.

ding, ding, ding... the slot machines go wild! )

... I wonder what kind of game Nagito would want to make.... [ Nanami comments idly, her mind completely ON HER GAME! SHes also trying to do slots too listen, she is not cash money. ]

[ Pectin immediately makes them think of fish but they can't think of why. ]

Peach and strawberry! Can we layer them? Is that something we can do, or will it just mix together...?

I'm trying not to...

[ She should've just killed him and spared him the grief.

He sits down a little aways from her so that they're arms are at length, and he gives his fingers an experimental wiggle, as if asking if it's time to let go now. ]

[ Oh, he can buy so many TMs—- no no no don't get distracted ]

What sort of game would you make, Komaeda-san?

( what, thinking about fish with nene around? can't possibly imagine why. )

I'm sure we can! We'll make two normal ones, and then try that! There's a few molds we can use.

Mind control, zombies, heterochromia — that sort of thing.

( it's said so unprovoked, but he's trying to recall what he saw in the room with akira, and his... glowing eyed friend. )

What do you think?

[ The next time Komaeda opens his mouth, the counselor takes the slob cracker from his hand and shoves it back inside Komaeda's mouth and if he chokes and dies here that just means I'm spared ]

I suppose it's just my selfish perspective as a member of the faculty. A student who is able to graduate full of hope is a wonderous thing, and they are able to move on and live the rest of their lives laid out in front of them. I only see those who pass through these doors, for the short time they are here.

[hiro can keep it, subaru's tired of typing... sorry about your fear buddy he's Touchy]

Hm~... I have a lot of 'em, but you can't beat the shine and sparkle of a brand new 5yen coin! It's so golden-colored, it's like rice ready to be harvested...☆ My friend used to bribe me with them!

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