yogen | npc contact.2

Hm? I can't do that, I'm a first year... I wouldn't want to lead my peers astray, isn't it about our grades that decides whether we move up or not?

( he doesn't know why he's a first year, actually, since he's so smart you think he'd already left this place, but he's yet to find a way to get himself expelled. now that's an option he's been thinking on. )

You're part-not part-part of the staff... if you know a way that I can cheat the system so I don't have to attend every day, I'm listening.

( if there's a way for komaeda to do so, he'll actually skip his classes and come here, every day, without a care — he doesn't care already, but this gives him more incentive to move. )

Don't you just need to make minimum attendance?

[ Do what elementary and middle school Ori did and sit long enough into your first class to be counted for attendance and then go to the nurse's office and be excused for the rest of the day. ]

( elementary and middle school nms had the principal on her side, and i remember i made a gun motion with my hand in elementary school and did it at somebody and GOT SENT TO THE PRINCIPALS OFFICE AND THEY HAD TO COVER FOR MEEEE i'm crying. lil nms things at the age of like. 5 )

That doesn't seem like it'd help me become a second year... No school is that lenient.

( well... this is a people zoo, so. )

I could do it for a week and see how that goes...

Yes! [ They clap their hands together ] Please do!

[ ? nothing after this year's graduation matters, so Komaeda's grades really don't matter to them, and he's rich so he doesn't need the merit points to afford things from their shop ]

If they notice I'm missing, I'll have to go back... you understand that, right? Or maybe you can attend class with me, we can sit together.

( maybe he's trying to impress someone, you never know! )

...No. I don't like teachers.

[ Sitting in a classroom for any length of time would be impossible. They hadn't even wanted to go to the classrooms when Komaeda was asking for a list of absent third years.

Their dad was the best teacher, they'll say it again and again and again and believe it wholeheartedly, but it's still this profession that took him away from them. ]

They're not too bad...

( though, that doesn't mean he doesn't miss his old teacher. )

Yukizome-senpai was better at this, though.

( she was like a breath of fresh air, but maybe that's because she put up with komaeda's antics, and also put a stop to them. she didn't mind hitting him when he frustrated her for his lack of empathy, nor did she look away from him when taking the blame for his idiocy. she brought the students together as a whole, but also suffered despair, even through that she kept them together until... )

I believe you'd like her.

Hm.

[ Like they're not too sure. ]

Is she nice?

[ Because when they think about who they do like, it's people who are nice. Who indulge their unreasonable requests. A bit of a pushover, really. ]

She never saw eye to eye with me.

( that was the nature of their relationship, but he smiles nonetheless as he thinks back. )

She's an Ultimate, very great at her skill.

( he slows down, wrapping his arms around npckun so he can slow down their pace. )

Hmm...

[ Another hum, a little more thoughtful than doubtful, because what would an Ultimate Teacher even be like? Komaeda is smart, so they think she must have done something right, but a teacher's job isn't to make people smart, not really.

But she's somebody Komaeda admires, even if their ideals don't agree. That, if nothing else, gives npckun confidence in her. Dad was like that too. ]

Did you like school? I never went... and the students here are very bad at math.

[ They've seen the math tests and wasn't impressed. ]

...I loved the place I went to, it's where hope was perfectly cultivated. I've always wanted to join, and when I was offered a chance... I rejected it... only because it felt like a waste someone as ordinary as me was able to enter through... poor means.

( at the thought of it, he crosses his arms as he recalls how everything went — he won by a raffle, a simple lottery ticket sent to his home saying he was chosen as the ultimate lucky student — and they choose one yearly. it's because of that slip of paper that stated he had talent, that he was something, but even he knew... it meant nothing for him, it's the weakest hope imaginable, and the perfect excuse as to why he does anything, even now. )

You said your father tutored you once a week, because he was busy? ...Why didn't he enroll you, unless, he taught at a high school... then you were just too young.

[ "poor means" makes them think Komaeda was a scholarship student at some fancy private school ]

It wasn't a high school. It was just... a school. They took students of all ages, whoever wanted to learn. I... [ ... ] I don't know why he didn't take me with him.

All ages? ...Hm, did your siblings attend?

( because komaeda recalls the age he was when he dies, and if any age could go there... would he have been part of it? )

No... Anego didn't live with us and Aniki... He had to take care of me. So he didn't get to go anywhere or do anything.

[ which is something that makes them glum, because it sucks knowing you were nothing but a burden on somebody else's life ]

Why do you say "had to," I think it was more of a want... I never had close family members, but... I'm sure he would have continued if...

( he brings a hand to his chin, tapping lightly as he thinks about it. he notices the way they're a little upset, so he has to do what he has to do. )

That's right... I remember that your sister left with your mother, hm...

( truly a broken home. )

Because he was ten. No ten year old wants to be a babysitter 24/7. I'm no good with living things, so I definitely wouldn't want to.

[ But maybe this is just the viewpoint of the youngest sibling, who never had anybody to take care of because they were doted on themselves. Rokuro had the responsibility of being the eldest, and their sister honestly got the best deal. ]

At what age did he pass?

( as if komaeda's trying to calculate something here, but no, he's actually just curious. he doesn't think of rokkun as the type to be burdened by them, he likes the concept of siblings way too much, but not as much as amami. it's what makes komaeda sure in his thoughts on the matter. )

Maybe he's better with living things... and dead things. Also... you say that a lot, you know...

Thirteen... Dad said he'd just turned thirteen.

[ And they were three, ten years apart, and sometimes aniki felt more like a father than a brother, having to fill both roles. They're not so sure about dead things, but living things? They'd believe he's good with them. ]

I say what a lot?

( huh? was it july during then? )

...Around June?

( npckun your brother is why komaeda's a father, he's why! damn you rokkun for being a young dad. aside from that, rokkun really had his hands full, but it seems like him... hardworking, busy for those he care for. )

That you're not good with living things...

[ It was snowing when he died, that's all I have to go off of, don't ask me an exact date ]

November. And, I guess... [ Do they say it a lot? They think they might have expressed the sentiment once or twice, mostly as an excuse to get out of taking care of another living thing. ]

I read a lot about them, but living things... die. So I'm bad at dealing with them.

( komaeda gasps a little, like, he's shocked, but then he laughs right after... he sees, this lying son of a — )

November, huh... that's next month, do you want to celebrate it?

( he pauses, looking at the other. )

It's because you want to be taken care of, and you hate to lose. You've always been like that... suffering loss, not wanting to see people die... When they die, they're gone, so the attachment of a living being... a living thing is sensitive to you.

[ look, he saw a rock and couldn't help himself ]

Oh, um... [ Celebrate their dead brother's birthday? They're not so sure how fun that would be.

... ]

Shouldn't that be the case for everyone...?

[ Wariness about living things because they could die at any time. Humans especially are very fragile. ]

( a thief. )

Oh, do you not want to? I only asked, I'll find someone else, then.

( the source, maybe. )

...Is it? Personally, everyone dies, and I'm going to die, and that's that, but everyone hates when I talk that way... but for you, it's a constant theme. Some people adore love, some people are greed, but... I like reading into you, because I love you.

( nailed it. )

[ It's not stealing if it was handed to him

But... he really does hit the nail on the head, no matter how obviously npckun craves that sort of affection, it's still one of the very few times somebody's told them that they love them, without having it be demanded in the first place. ]

If you love me... If I die before you do... will you cry for me?

( he literally took it as a birthday present, a thief?

he likes to analyze those near him, or those that'll allow themselves to be read — he uses it to his advantage, and then things tend to work out in his favor. understanding people is important to judge their hope, and if he didn't do that... he'd only assist in crumbling what he longs to see. )

...Will I cry?

( will he cry... even when rokkun almost died, he didn't cry. the second time around, he didn't cry then. he has cried before though, for hope, drowning during despair... there were other moments, but... )

...Will you watch me, if I do? They say angels can watch over you. ( and he laughs after. ) You won't die before me.

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