Your POV:

The events that unfolded from the last couple of days were stressful to say the least. Angie was given another chance at life, and so was Ryoma the same day with the help of the Necronomicon. Those were the good things that unfolded, but the more stressful things lied in Kiyo trying to hold my life hostage, as well as telling me his motive after being pressured into bringing him his meal by Kokichi himself.
The result was knowing that Kiyo wanted to kill me just so his sister could have a friend, both Kiyo and his sister trying to get me to accept that in order to keep my life. A mental breakdown was a result of that, but now, I was walking hand in hand with Rantaro to the dining hall for a second dinner date. Rantaro didn't give me a choice on who was going to prepare the food because he wanted me to relax, so that meant I was going to be eating Rantaro's cooking for the first time...
(A little recap since it's been a few months)
"R-Rantaro, might I ask, how long have you known how to cook?" I asked we turned into the direction of the Dining Hall.
Rantaro seemed to look back at me with a smile as I asked that. In all honesty, I really was curious about that. I loved cooking a lot too, and it was something we seemed to share a talent in. I recalled making him french toast once, when we were at the very beginning of this mess. I remembered that as the only time I even made something for Rantaro.
I knew that I learned a lot about cooking from the classes I took formerly before being trapped here, but I wondered how he learned how to cook or bake. It was something very much so on my mind, and I was really curious about it.
"I've known how to cook for awhile now," Rantaro laughed nervously, "I think I started learning when I was in elementary school."
"That's pretty cool," I told him in response, "honestly, the reason I enjoy cooking or baking was because it was one of my outlets to relive some stress."
Rantaro seemed to just smile lightly in response to that as we both walked into the dining hall. I blushed nervously in response to that, but while I didn't admit it, I was still stressed out about what just happened with the interrogation with Kiyo.
"I can see why it would be a nice way for you to relieve stress," Rantaro explained, "culinary, whether it be cooking or baking takes time and certain careful procedures to guarantee the success of each product. Taking kindness in each of those procedures gives a nice product that anyone would want to eat or buy. Your nature is kind, so everything you make will be infused with kindness, even if you are stressed."
I smiled lightly in response to that. Rantaro seemed pretty on spot with that. Normally when preparing something, it is said that the emotions that person gives when preparing food can be tasted. I thought that was pretty accurate. Every time I tasted Kirumi's cooking, I could feel the kindness she put into her food, and honestly, I felt it was true.
"I agree with that," I replied with a smile, "I'm really excited to taste your cooking."
Rantaro smiled lightly at me when I told him that. Since we were in the dining hall now, he walked over to the area I usually would sit at. He pulled out the chair, and he bowed slightly.
"Then by all means, princess, take a seat and I'll get started," he told me.
My face almost exploded in a blush when he said that. I nervously walked over to my usual spot in the dining hall, where Rantaro pulled out the chair for me. I sat down silently, knowing very well that my face wasn't cooling off.
'Rantaro seems to keep teasing me...' I thought nervously, 'he always catches me off guard, and I keep getting overly flustered about it...'
Rantaro seemed to smirk lightly at me, seeing how flustered I was from his words. His smile soon turned from a smirk into a soft smile. I felt him ruffle my hair slightly with a small chuckle.
"You just relax out here, princess," he told me, "but before I start preparing the food, why don't you tell me what you want to eat."
"Y-You j-just surprise me..." I stuttered nervously in response.
"Ah-haha, alright," Rantaro replied.
My eyes widened slightly when I felt his lips graze my cheek in a soft and caring manner. I lightly placed my hand on my cheek from where I felt his lips, and I smiled lightly from it. I really did love him... and nothing would change that.
"Please just wait out here for me. It might be a longer waiting time, but I can assure you that it'll be worth it," Rantaro told me.
"Please take your time," I told him in response, "cooking takes time, so I understand that well."
Rantaro seemed to chuckle lightly in response to that. He was smiling lightly at me with caring eyes. In all honesty, nothing would've prepared me for the next thing he said.
"Good girl," he said with a chuckle.
My face lit up once more as he walked over to the kitchen area of the dining hall. He left me in shock, and I was basically freaking out slightly. I laid my head on the table after I saw him disappear into the kitchen.
"W-Why does he tease me so much!?" I exclaimed to myself, "Rantaro, you huge flirt..."
No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't calm myself down. I was overly flustered, like always when Rantaro teased me. This always happened, but now I did have some time to calm myself down...

Kokichi's POV:

"Kiyo, let's level with each other," I stated with a mischievous smile, "I want you to tell me exactly what happened with Angie..."
Kiyo seemed to just laugh lightly in response to my words. It was frustrating to me because I had the urge to kill this bastard off right now.
'I really want to end this bastard's life right now for trying to kill what's rightfully mine, but if I did that... everyone would know it was me...' I thought.
"Why should I tell you anything about what happened that night?" Kiyo laughed in response, "what would be your gain from it?"
"My gain would be to find out what exactly is happening," I replied in a serious tone, "I'm thrilled that no one has died yet, but the fact is, I'm wondering how. I'm sure you are wondering the same thing."
Kiyo seemed to stay silent for a moment. I knew for a fact I was lying about being thrilled for everyone surviving thus far. I was pissed off about it. What type of mastermind am I if everyone survives. I still knew for a fact that (y/n) was involved in this. I knew instantly when she told me she wanted to pay her respects to Angie, but that wasn't the case.
    I was pretty sure she had the Tears of Life gene, but I still had to prove that. When I confirm that, I will put my plan into action.
    'When I confirm (y/n)'s ability, this game will get a lot more interesting... especially in the fifth chapter,' I thought with a smirk.
    "Yes, I am quite curious about what's been happening," Kiyo replied, "so I'll tell you what happened while I was preparing for my murder."
"You're so cool for agreeing to tell me this Kiyo!" I exclaimed in response to that, "but just know I'm not going to untie you just yet. You will have to prove that you won't kill again in order for me to let you go!"
Kiyo seemed to have a disappointed look on his fact after I revealed that fact. He seemed to genuinely believe that I would let him go if he gave me this information, but that wasn't at all the case.
"Isn't it a fair trade for me to tell you the information you want to know for the measly price of loosening my binds?" Kiyo asked.
In response to his question, I smirked slightly at him. It seemed to me that he didn't know what position he was in. While that was amusing to me, I had to remind him of his position as of now.
"Might I remind you that you are being held here for a reason," I told him with a smirk, "you attempted to kill two people, and this is your punishment. Interrogation is quite common in these circumstances, and you're in no position to be ordering me around."
Kiyo seemed to growl slightly in response to that. After that he let out a small sigh, most likely signifying that he gave up on trying to make that deal with me. That worked in my favor, and it was nice to know that I had the upper hand in this situation.
"Alright, fine..." Kiyo told me, "if I have no other choice in the matter, then I guess I'll tell you..."
"Alright then, please start from the beginning..." I told him.
That was when he started talking. According to him, Angie was preparing for the ritual to bring Ryoma back, and she happened to enter the middle room of the three empty rooms to apprehend a candle to use for the ritual. She saw Kiyo in there, cutting crosspieces, preparing for the murder that (y/n) managed to find out about.
Kiyo told him that he knocked Angie out using the loose wooden plank, and he had to use tape to wrap around her injuries to keep any blood from dripping on the floor. He carried that cultist to her lab, before leaving to grab materials he needed. Those were his golden katana, and some rope.
He hung the effigies upside down to create a cult-like atmosphere, and as a trick to lock the sliding lock door that was in Angie's lab. He stabbed the one who tried to murder my beloved possession, and he stabbed her effigy with the katana before twisting the rope that the effigy was connected to. He left the room after enough turns, and the effigy did the work for him locking the door from the inside. It was a quite clever plan, I would give him that, but it did get found out...
"When I checked, it was most certainly obvious that Angie joined the ranks of the dead," Kiyo explained, "but it seemed like after (y/n) paid her respects, Angie was pulled from the ranks of the dead, to the ranks of the living."
"That's all I needed to hear..." I told him, "thank you for telling me what happened. As a reward, I won't delay feeding you any more than I already have..."
As I started feeding the classmate I now despised, I was starting to piece everything together. It was apparent to me that the people who have died this far have died. That much was obvious. The areas where I was second guessing the circumstances of each death was now gone.
'It has to be (y/n),' I thought, 'there's no other possible way, and chances are, she's working with Rantaro to keep this a secret...'
I could feel myself grow angry at that thought. Her working together with her so called "boyfriend". It pissed me off more and more as that thought soared through my mind. I shook it off slightly.
    'It doesn't matter right now... soon enough, that secret won't be a secret anymore,' I thought, 'and soon enough, Rantaro won't be able to trust you or himself... and once that happens, I'll dispose of him, and make you mine...'

Your POV:

    It had been about forty-five minutes to an hour since Rantaro went into the kitchen. I was generally patient, so this didn't very much bother me at all. I was just excited to see what Rantaro would make.
    Rantaro was always good at keeping things under wraps, so he always knew how to surprise me. I smiled lightly to myself as I thought about him. He was always so kind to me.
    That thought led me to think about the moments we've had, leading up to now, even before we started dating. While I was becoming more confident, Rantaro had certainly faced some changes as well.
    Rantaro had become more inclined to trust others more than he did so in the beginning. At first, he wouldn't even tell me anything about what he knew... he would always shrug it off like it was not a big deal when it was. But that soon did change after my ability was revealed to him.
    He started to trust me, and he started to put trust in the others who knew what was going on as well. I wasn't the only one who's changed... he did too. He changed, and hopefully... it wasn't for me... I was hoping  that it would be for himself too.
It seemed that my thoughts were abruptly cut short when I heard the door leading to the kitchen opening up. I peeked up slightly, very well knowing who was. Rantaro was carrying a couple of trays in his hands, that had items that were most certainly very high in temperature. It was quite obvious, considering the steam rising off both of the items.
"Close your eyes, princess," Rantaro told me.
"B-But why...?" I asked in response.
"Because you were the one who wanted this to be a surprise. I know you can see the steam rising off of everything, so please close your eyes, until I tell you to open them," Rantaro replied.
"A-Alright fine..." I pouted.
"Don't pout at me, princess," Rantaro chuckled, "while I think it's cute, you're supposed to be happy right now."
I closed my eyes after he said that. I knew he wanted to surprise me. I smiled lightly, feeling the excitement build up in my heart from the suspense on what he made. All I really saw was the stream rising from the meal he made, but I didn't see the actual meal itself.
"Alright, I'm setting it down now," Rantaro told me, "keep your eyes closed."
Almost instantly after he said that, I heard the slight clink of something being set down in front of me. I could feel the heat coming off of whatever he set in front of me.
'He must've been in such a hurry to get this out fresh...' I thought.
I smiled lightly as I could hear Rantaro pulling out a chair, and sitting down. I couldn't see what he was up to, but he most likely set what he made for himself in front of him before sitting down.
"Alright, princess. Open your eyes," Rantaro told me.
Almost instantly, my eyes shot open, and I looked down at what was set in front of me. What I saw... caused my eyes to sparkle almost instantly after seeing it.
Rantaro made a wonderful looking beef ramen with Narutomaki, soft boiled egg, sliced green onions and bean sprouts as a topping. I could see thinly sliced beef in the ramen, and I could smell ginger in it as well. Chopsticks and a Japanese soup spoon were next to the bowl, as means of utensils to use for the food.
"So, what do you think?" Rantaro asked with a slightly nervous expression, "I know you prefer Japanese cuisine, so I thought this would be nice to make..."
Rantaro seemed to be very nervous when saying this. I could tell that he hasn't exactly cooked for anyone here before. I smiled lightly to ease his mind.
"Rantaro, words can't describe how happy I am with this," I told him, "it looks and smells so good. Don't be nervous, because I know that this is going to be amazing!"
Rantaro seemed to smile lightly in response to that. He propped his elbow onto the table, cupping his face with that arm propped on the table.
"Then dig in, beautiful," he told me.
I could feel my face heating up in response to his words. I nervously picked up the soup spoon provided, and I scooped up a spoonful of broth from the bowl. I sipped the broth and almost instantly, my eyes widened.
The broth was flavorful, yet gentle on the palate, and the hints of ginger, and the other ingredients didn't overpower each other. It had to have been the best ramen I've ever had...
Picking up the chopsticks, I used them to gather some noodles, and I ate those as well. The noodles were cooked perfectly. Not to soft, not to firm. I could feel my heart melting even more when trying it. I could tell that Rantaro put a lot of effort into this. The warm feeling I got when eating this wonderful meal... it was love... love that was infused into his cooking.
"Rantaro, this is the best ramen I've ever had..." I told him with a genuine smile, "everything was executed so well, and I could feel and taste the love you put into making this..."
My words were genuine. Rantaro had skills that I didn't think that I had. I could see that Rantaro was learning skills to help take care of the sisters he was missing in his life. Whether it was cooking, or painting nails... Rantaro did this for his family. He always showed great kindness for everything that he did... and this was proof of that.
"Thank you, princess," Rantaro told me with a beautiful smile, "I'm glad you like it."
"Like it?" I asked, "no, I love it!"
"Ah-haha, alright, I get it," Rantaro laughed, "you love it."
    "I do love it, but not as much as I love you," I told him with a small smile.
    That was one of the times that I was actually able to fluster Rantaro. I could see the red forming on his fact from what I just told him. I could feel the urge to laugh lightly at that, and it was taking all of my willpower not to burst out laughing.
    "That was smooth," Rantaro said with a nervous chuckle, "was that payback for how much I've made you flustered?"
    "Not exactly," I replied with a small smile, "it's the truth..."
    I knew for a fact that even if Rantaro wasn't good at cooking, my feelings for him would still be the same. I loved him... that was the truth, no matter what I would.
    Soon enough, I basically couldn't leave the bowl of steaming ramen there. A light blush was on my face as I continued to eat it. I could feel my anxiety melting away from each bite. It warmed my soul with good intentions, as well as a soft flavor that wasn't too overpowering.
   Rantaro seemed to chuckle lightly in response to me eating the ramen. He soon started eating himself. We spent the time in the dining hall eating together, having a nice conversation while eating. In this regard, I felt like I was becoming even closer to the one who I loved. I felt like with each interaction with him, spending more and more time together. It felt like I was getting closer to him, and that was indeed what was happening.
    What more could I wish for? What my life was before this... there were only few who wanted to support me, but the others wanted to go out of their way just to try and remove me from the world.
    Even though I was trapped in this school, trapped by a so called killing game... despite all of that... I met Rantaro... and he was the best thing that's happened to me ever since I got here. That was the truth.
    The others were important to me too. They were also some of the best things that ever happened to me... most of the people I met because of being trapped here... they were supportive and kind... it was something that I never would've dreamed of having.
    Soon enough, the both of us were done eating our food, and I had a blush of pure happiness. I would always see anime's where a character would eat a bowl of ramen, but then let out a sigh of contentment after they were done. That's how I felt, and I understood why those characters did that.
    "That was so good!" I exclaimed, "that ramen defiantly was the best I've ever had!"
    "I'm glad to hear that," Rantaro replied, "so what would you like to do now that will further relax your body and mind?"
    I thought for a moment in response to that. What did I want to do...? That was the real question I was asking myself at this point. One of the things I wasn't so good at was expressing what I wanted to do. The only thing I've basically ever expressed myself wanting to do was to watch anime... that was basically it aside from cooking once or twice here.
I let out a small sigh as I thought about it more and more. If I didn't know what I wanted to do, then there must've been something that Rantaro would want to do... that's at least what I was hoping for personally.
"I honestly don't know..." I muttered, "is there anything you would want to do?"
Rantaro seemed to chuckle lightly in response to my question. I was nervous about it since I didn't even know what I wanted to do after that point.
Rantaro seemed to look at me with a small smile on his face. I couldn't help but fumble with my hands nervously in response to that. I had a feeling I knew what he was going to tell me in response to my question.
"(y/n), it's your choice... I want you to relax," Rantaro replied with a slight chuckle, "but, however, since you don't know, how about I recommend an idea."
I knew he was going to tell me it was my choice since he wanted me to feel relaxed, but what I wasn't expecting, was him to offer an idea since I had no idea what to do right now.
"I-I'm listening," I stuttered nervously.
"Why don't we read some manga in the library?" Rantaro asked, "I recall one of the first times we've hung out was to do that very activity. It would be pretty nice to just do that again, don't you agree?"
I nodded lightly in response to that. Going to the library and reading some manga together... that sounded amazing. I recalled the first time we did that activity. Rantaro was reading Fullmetal Alchemist, and I was reading Fruit's Basket. It was one of the times we truly bonded for the first time after meeting.
"Alright, it's settled then," Rantaro said with a smile, "let's go."
With that, we both went to the library, hand in hand, and we read some manga together. Rantaro knew how to deal with the more stubborn side of myself, and that's part of the reason he would get closer and closer to me.
He never left me alone, even when I said I wanted it. Smiles and laughter were shared as we both spent time together, reading manga books, up until the nighttime announcement. In that moment, we exchanged goodbyes, and we said we loved each other.
I knew I had one more event for tonight. After that, I would be able to go to sleep. That event was the training with Kaito, Shuichi, and Maki. Rantaro helped me a lot, and so were they. I knew I wasn't alone anymore, and that thought... it gave me strength. If I could just rise above all of the negative things that happened to me, I would start seeing the light even more than I did at this point.
Once I made it back to my dorm room, I made sure to ready myself for my training for the evening. After doing that, I headed out to meet the three of them. My time for relaxation was over. Now it was time to build up some sweat and confidence...

Hey all! I'm back with another chapter! To give you all insight on how my finals last week went, I passed both of them with flying colors. Now that I only have 5 hour classes, I can update more which is amazing!

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