It has been several months since Shuichi Saihara and the rest of the students woke up from the Killing Game, everyone was reunited and nobody actually died, after a few months of recovery, everybody was free to live their own lives while keeping close contact with each other, everybody except Kokichi Ouma

Unfortunately, Kokichi’s injuries were too critical for even the best of the medical staff, after a few days of fighting for his life, he passed away at night, causing the few people who actually cared about him to grieve.

Shuichi was currently returning to his apartment late at night, he worked at a detective agency now and he was holding a small pile of evidence from his latest case. Shuichi lazily threw them to the floor to deal with later, he was about to move again until a familiar, sly voice spoke up from the side.

“Littering is bad, Y’know..? You’re such a litterbug, Shumai..!” Kokichi’s ghostly and translucent body was sitting on a table, feigning a disappointed look as he shook his head.