ah. uhh…:

[ ☠ 絶望 ☠ ] ’ i’ll remember that for… future reference. ’ she lowers her lids and a sultry (-er than normal?) tone replaces the afore used one. oh my god. ’ ah… anything for you, hon. ’ wink. ’ it’s kirisawa kyouko… but you can call me whatever. and any time. oh my god, that was awful ! ’
she giggles sweetly. was she joking? as far as he’s concerned. probably not–

  ( what? was she– no. she couldn’t be. she was, he knew, but he wanted to deny it, really. why would she flirt with him at first sight? )

that was perfectly fine, kirisawa-san–! it’s a pleasure meeting you.

( her name rolled off of his tongue in a manner as if he were tasting it. it rolled off very nicely, though. she’ll probably go crazy at that. )

tsumiki-san:

Was the other scolding her? It did felt like. » ღ « “W-Well…I-I mean…I-I’m sorry! I-I’ll t-think m-more of myself if that’s w-what you want to! S-So please forgive me!” » ღ «

   ( nagito chuckled lightly, putting his hands up in dismissal. it was difficult as always to talk to her. )

ah– you don’t have to be so sorry all the time, either… it’s perfectly fine! there’s nothing to apologize for, anyhow.

kamukura-kun:

No. I HATE boats. You LOVE talking about boats. There’s a difference.

you don’t have to deny it– everyone already gossips about the fact that you’re the one who loves them. that’s why i talk about them! i thought you’d enjoy it!

kamukura-kun:

I don’t. That was me insulting you. 

but you said ‘boat fucker’?

godstorehouse:

Right back at you, boat fucker.

i never knew that you talked to yourself, kamukura-kun.

kamukura-kun:

Oh no this isn’t right. We need to have this changed right now.