“Come on, Maki, I was just lyi-“ A voice endeavored to reason with someone, only to be cut off by the attacker’s grip tightening.
Venturing into the scene of the room revealed the Ultimate Supreme Leader, who was better known as Kokichi Oma, was currently being pinned to the wall while being choked by the Ultimate Assassin Maki Harukawa. Judging by the fact that they were currently in Maki’s room, it was safe to conclude that Kokichi had privily peregrinated in and commenced to taunt Maki.
Of course, with neither Kaito nor Shuichi around to pacify her, she soon lashed out truculently after a snide comment was made on Kaito.
“I told you to get out of my room for the last three minutes; I tolerated your intrusion of my privacy and constant remarks for longer than I should’ve.” Maki verbalized, her eyes glowing with pure death, the girl looking as if she was ready to kill him.
But Kokichi knew better than that. If she killed him, she’d kill herself, as she’d come clean to the murder right away.
So, he wasn’t surprised when he was dropped onto the floor, only smiling inculpably as if he had no malfeasance.
“Now get out before I actually strangle you to death.” The pigtailed girl turned around, heading to the door to open it. She felt something hard hit her back, and optically discerned Kokichi had thrown a gun at her back.
“Use it already, I’m getting bored~” He verbally expressed as his face went black, making it very obvious that he had come here to execute a plan.
Maki sighed and walked over to him. “Fine, if I have, I’ll drag you out.” She said serenely, prehending Kokichi’s shoulders.
What she didn’t expect was the final attack of Kokichi Oma, one that was passed down each generation by all other Oma’s!...which was a lie, but she still didn’t expect for Kokichi of all people to have somehow discovered her most sizably voluminous impotency.
Of course, she learned the arduous way, which was another way of saying that she soon felt a dyad of hands on her armpits, tickling them.
“Tickle tickle, Maki~” Kokichi teased, expecting some remotely bellicose reaction that would make her flinch back. But seeing the girl collapse onto the floor due to relinquishing him and then being stuck in a fit of cachinnation was just so much better for him.
“N-NOOOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO!!!!” Maki laughed a surprisingly loud, adorable laugh. With the girl keeping to herself most of the time, auricularly discerning her laugh was something of an astronomically immense surprise, especially when it seemed the tickles made her defenseless.
Kokichi sighed in assuagement that what Monokuma told him was veridical. Now, it was time for him to consummate a promise he made to Miu, the Ultimate Inventor, and how he did that was by wearing a pair of metallic gloves. He then proceeded to dig right back into the armpits of Maki, the girl’s eyes widening in horror as the gloves took into effect.
“WH-HAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA???!!!!!!!” Maki’s laughter multiplied, the assassin struggling to elude the tickles. She didn’t know why, but her vigor was gradually diminishing the longer the tickles proceeded, soon making her physically more impuissant than even Kokichi.
“Bingo! Just what I wanted!” Kokichi verbally expressed as he felt her body starting to go limp, the minute boy commenced to pick her up. While it was quite the struggle, he managed to get her on the bed.
“D-D-Do you optate to d-d-“ Maki tried to say her signature, conventionally menacing line, but it was anon revealed that Kokichi didn’t care, as he held his hands out. After a bit of waiting, thick thread commenced to emerge from the gloves, wrapping the assassin’s hands to the bed posts.
Kokichi, smiling malevolently, decided to...
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