Hello?
Shuichi POV
Rantaros eyes show wide open and I squealed covering my mouth. He quickly muted the call.
"THEY ANSWERED."
"WELL NO SHIT, AND WHAT HAPPENED TO "nO bOdyS gOnNa PiCk up." I sneered
"I DIDNT KNOW! AND WE DONT KNOW IF THIS PERSON IS KOKICHI."
"Hellooooo? Is there anyone there because this is a terrible spam risk call...Nisishishi. And what the fuck is your contact name HAHAHAH "shumai?" Like what I called shuichi in the game? Listen here buddy if u wanted a meet and greet call... it's on the danganronpa website."
Me and rantaro just glared at the phone.
"Yup thats kokichi alright.." rantaro giggled
"YEA! WE KNOW BUT WHAT THE FUCK DO WE SAY?"
"WE? OH HELL NAW I ALREADY HAVE THE LOVE OF MY LIFE YOUR ON YOUR OWN."
"RANTARO STOP.. NO."
Before I could even stop rantaro unmuted the call and handed the phone to me.
"Whoever this is... can u stop masterbating to my voice.... that's gross as fuck."
I looked at rantaro in desperation.
"talkkkkk." He whispered
I took a deep breath.
"Uh- Is this kokichi ouma. From you know... the killing game..."
that sounded so fucking lame. I could see rantaro face palming for the corner of my eye.
"Yes speaking..... holy shit. Shuichi?"
"Y-yea haha."
"..."
Suddenly he hung up.
I had a feeling this was going to happen he still hates me. This is so embarrassing
UGHHHHHHHHHHHHH
"Well... that's to bad." Rantaro said shrugging his shoulders "it was worth a tr-"
The phone started to ring.
It was a FaceTime call from him.
"HOLY SHIT WHAT DO I DO."
"PICK UP DUMB FUCK"
"THAT MEANS I HAVE TO SHOW MY FACE."
"WELL NO SHIT."
"I DONT THINK I CAN DO THIS."
"FUCK YOU."
rantaro grabbed the phone once again and clicked the answer button without my permission and handed it back
"i hate you."
The screen loaded and the FaceTime call initiated only for me to be greeted...
by an old man.
there was no fucking way I just got cat fished right now.
Rantaro snorted and dug his face in his hands and started laughing his ass off
I just stared at the phone. I was drained from today... and now I'm looking at a old grandpa instead of a boy I really wanted to see .
WHO THE FUCK EVEN IS THIS MAN.
Rantaro smeared his face into the couch still laughing and holding his stomach.
"Hello young man ." An old raspy voice came from the phone
"Uh- hi.." I don't know what the fuck I actually answered back. For all I know this man was tracking my location..
"Nah, I'm just playing with you shuichi."
Just then The camera swiftly switched over to..... him...
kokichi. oh my
"YOU SHOULD HAVE SEEN THE LOOK ON YOUR FACE. HAHHAHAHAHA. this isn't my grandpa by the way...it's a print of an old man pasted on a pillow." He said grinning
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