"I'm the fighter!!"

I wish you could see that I'm a person too...

I ran and ran and RAN.

I ran away from the demons.

They were going to take me away for my crime.

How could they be so STUPID!

They only care about other demons and not us kids.

They're so selfish for not understanding how disgusting and cruel they are.

They should just die.

Die in the most ugliness and disgusting just like them.

They are so filthy that it's a disgrace to the very word.

I did want it was right.

I saved myself.

I saved others who could have been tortured like me.

I'll save everyone last child.

I'll fight for the children.

And get rid of every last demon.

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Kokichi had clung onto Kiibo's cold mechanical back, playing around with his ahoge and shaking him back and forth.

Kiibo somehow seemed to feel a bit dizzy from all the shaking.

"Kiiboyyy, let's play a game!! Maybe we'd climb up those trees or maybe hanging from the branches upside down!"

Kokichi hopped off Kiibo's back and dragged him off into the grassy garden.

The robot only pleaded to be set free.

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Kokichi and Kiibo had finally managed to go in the garden to see the others a far.

Kokichi glared at them and rolled his eyes. Looking around before smirking.

Pulling Kiibo to the nearby tree with all his strength.

Kiibo cried in fear of the possibility of being dropped down.

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"Jataro! Come on! Let's go play with the Servant!"

"Buttt... Kotoko, whattt.. will we do?"

"We could fill his face with paint and glitter! Maybe even markers, too!"

"Ohhh! suree, hehehe.."

"Come, come now!! We need to look for him now!!"

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Kiibo ran and hid behind Miu quickly, surprising the strawberry blonde.