Kokichi was in his room, sitting down on his bed and drinking Panta. He decided to skip out on breakfast today, again. Besides, he was skinny enough, he didn't think he needed a few extra pounds despite being basically malnourished.

But he knew nobody would care that he was missing. Because he had made quite some enemies here at the killing game. He was pretty sure everyone there wanted him to drop dead. But they were to chicken to do it themselves, for they didn't want to be punished.