Everytime I Come Here, I Play The Role Of Their "Ideal.", Like Some Kind Of Shared Fantasy.. Kokichi's Fantasy.. I Wonder How This Will Go.

You Wonder, As You Stick the Key Inside The Lock To His Room, You Twist It Open And Walk In, Your Eyes Dart Around, A Thought Comes To Your Mind.. Will He Care For Your Consent, Unlike Miu?. You Step In Nervously And Wave

"So You Chose My Room?~.. Nishishi-"

He Speaks Flirtatiously, His Normal Sly Smirk Plastered On His Face