Your POV:

I had recently spent time with both Kaito and Ryoma during the day. Normally, I noticed that in a day where we had freetime, I was able to hang out with three people in a day. Time really did fly when getting to know someone.
I wondered who I was going to hang out with for the last portion of the day. I still did have time left, after all. I already spent time with Kaito and Ryoma, so who else could I hang out with before nighttime started.
    My mind then registered something I wasn't even thinking about while I was hanging out with Kaito and Ryoma. It was something that defiantly crossed my mind when I actually took time to think about it. Rantaro could very well be jealous. The only time I saw him today was when we were at breakfast in the dining hall.
    'Rantaro might be jealous that I hang out with Kaito and Ryoma instead of him!' I thought to myself.
    I was pulled away from my thoughts when I heard my doorbell go off. I could feel a nervous smile stretch across my face I as I could feel sweat forming as well. I was pretty sure it was Rantaro at the door. It was either Rantaro, or it was Kokichi, which he did have a track record for popping up at my dorm randomly. A good example of that was this morning.
    If it was Rantaro that was at the door, I was hoping that he wasn't angry with me. All I wanted to do was get closer to everyone as friends. I didn't want to make Rantaro upset with me.
    With a nervous smile on my face, I walked up to the door to open it. I could hear the sound of the door bell ringing as I walked to the door. As soon as I made it to the door to my dormitory, I opened it, with that nervous smile still plastered on my face.
    Who I saw... it was who I was expecting to see. Rantaro was standing there with a seemingly annoyed expression on his face. His arms were crossed as he seemed to notice the nervous expression on my face.
    "R-Rantaro! What b-brings you to my lovely d-dorm today?" I asked with that nervous laugh.
    Rantaro seemed to raise his eyebrow in response to my question. It was like he knew that I was nervous about something. He seemed to just stand there for a moment, making direct eye contact with me. I could feel myself growing more nervous.
    "So," Rantaro spoke, "what were you up to after you left the dining hall?"
    "I-I was hanging out with Kaito and Ryoma," I stuttered in response.
    Rantaro stayed silent in response to that. He probably was jealous about that, and it did make me feel awful. Suddenly, those thoughts were pushed aside as I felt my hand being grabbed by Rantaro. He pulled me closer to him, using the momentum to face me in the direction of my dorm room door. I could feel his arms wrap around me, pulling me even closer to him.
    I could feel a deep red blush take over my facial features. I was close enough to feel his breath tickle the back of my neck. I could feel my heart beating so fast.
    'I-Is this was Rantaro is like when he's truly jealou—' I thought before...
    "I think that I'm going to take up your offer on relaxation from earlier today, princess," I heard Rantaro say into my ear, "you have no idea how much it annoys me when you don't come to spend time with me..."
I could feel Rantaro's hot breath on my ear as he whispered that into my ear. He was jealous... and I could feel myself getting more flustered by how he was acting. This wasn't Rantaro's causal calm smile and voice. This was different. His voice somehow sounded lower, more seductive and huskier. I swear his tone was making my face so red, it brought Chise Hatori's hair to shame.
I was so flustered, that I couldn't even say a word. Rantaro seemed to notice this, causing himself to chuckle slightly. I heard his chuckle from behind me, and this was one thing I couldn't observe an outcome to. I had no idea what Rantaro was going to do. It felt like I was at his mercy for the time being.
"C-Come on, Rantaro..." I finally stuttered, "I was trying to get to know them better because I want to be able to be close friends..."
After saying that, I heard what sounded like a dark chuckle coming from Rantaro. I could feel myself getting even more nervous from that. Rantaro didn't really act this way before we started dating. Now that we were in a relationship though, Rantaro seemed to have no problem proving that I was his...
    "I don't want anyone to steal you away from me," Rantaro replied in his seemingly deeper and huskier voice, "you do know I have a right to say that, no?"
    I could feel a lump in my throat form as I couldn't calm myself down. I could still feel his arms wrapped around me, and that wasn't doing me any justice. I couldn't calm myself from being flustered, and I was pretty sure he knew that quite well.
    "You're spending the rest of the day with me whether you like it or not," Rantaro whispered into my ear.
    After he said that, I felt the all too familiar feeling of one of his arms hooking under my legs, as well as the other arm wrapping itself onto my torso. With a gust of wind, he lifted me up into his arms, bridal style, the red on my face no where near dissipating anytime soon.
    "Why don't we spend some time in my room," he said, his calm voice returning, "I won't do anything bad, I promise..."
    After that, Rantaro chuckled lightly, as if nothing happened. His calm voice seemed to return as if nothing happened. But the thing that got me was the fact that he wanted to spend some time in his room with me. I had no idea what he wanted to do. Hopefully, it was just cuddling. I could still feel myself very flustered.
"W-What do you want to do in your room?" I stuttered.
"I just want to spend some time with you, princess," Rantaro replied, "like I said, I'm not letting anyone take you away from me."
Before I could give a response to that, Rantaro pushed my upper half into his chest, so he could hug me while he was carrying me. When I felt like I was going to calm down after a little while, Rantaro always seemed to do something that would fluster me even more.
I could hear Rantaro chuckle as he saw this happen. He was probably thrilled that my face hadn't turned back to its normal color. This was probably a new record for him, and what that record was... it was how long could he keep me flustered for...
Rantaro then started walking with me in his arms. His dorm room wasn't even that far away, and I knew that very well. I could feel my heart hammer in my chest as he got closer and closer to his dorm room. He seemed to be pretty entertained by my behavior.
"You're so cute when you're flustered," Rantaro teased, "ah-haha, I think I've set a new record on how long I can make you blush."
'I knew it...' I thought in response to that.
Soon enough, we got to his dorm. Rantaro was still carrying me at this point. I knew he wanted to spend some time with me, but I didn't know what he wanted to do. I only had a few thoughts on what he could possibly want to do.
Rantaro seemed to smile lightly at me as he stared at his door. He wasn't really doing anything, and I kinda wondered why. In all honesty, I couldn't think straightly. My mind was all over the place from feeling flustered and embarrassed.
"Princess, can you do me a favor and open the door to my room?" Rantaro asked, " I would open the door myself, but my hands are kinda occupied..."
I pouted lightly in response to that. I had a feeling Rantaro would ask me to do that. I still wanted to get back at him for making me flustered. I loved Rantaro a lot, but I sometimes, I need to get a little payback for his teasing.
"What if I don't want to?" I asked in response.
"If you don't want to do it, then I guess I'm going to have use a different method to opening the door," Rantaro replied with a shrug.
Before I could say anything to refute that, I felt myself being lifted up quickly, and being slung over Rantaro' shoulder. I could feel my face getting even more red in response to that.
"I'm not taking any attitude, princess, as you can tell," Rantaro explained as he opened the door.
Rantaro walked into his room, with me in tow. He let out a sigh as he walked closer to his bed. I couldn't help but feel slightly concerned for him. However, that changed when I all of a sudden was dropped onto his bed. I let out a small scream from the shock of that.
My eyes were closed as I felt myself land on the soft mattress. Memories went through my head as I landed on the bed however. I remembered the time I tried to get past the Death Road of Despair by myself... Rantaro finding me... taking me to his room... making sure I was alright...
    I somehow could feel another weight on the bed, caged around me. I opened my eyes to see something very much similar to what Rantaro did when we first met. Rantaro had his arms on both my left side, and my right side, making me unable to escape this. I recalled the scenario in my head where he acted like he was going to kiss me, but instead of that, he flicked me and called it some sort of prank.
    I couldn't help but get even more flustered when this happened for the second time. I could feel his warm breath on my face as he smiled down at me.
"I recall I did this when we first met, but I wasn't really serious about it," Rantaro explained, "but now that we are together... I can say that I'm actually serious about this now..."
I noticed Rantaro's deeper and huskier voice returned as he said this. I could feel myself shuddering slightly. Hopefully he was lying about being serious this time around. I could feel my heart hammering in my chest as I stared up at him. This wasn't on the floor in the school anymore. This was happening on his bed. I could feel the sweat form on my face. I wasn't used to this.
    Rantaro's face was inching closer to mine. His eyes held a serious look as it happened. I could tell instantly that this wasn't a joke. I could feel my heart pounding in my ears as his face inched closer and closer to mine. His lips were only mere inches away from my face. I could feel his warm breath on my lips, and I knew he wasn't going to flick me this time.
I instinctively closed my eyes, and when I did, I felt Rantaro's warm lips on mine. As soon as I felt it, I opened my eyes in slight shock to Rantaro kissing me, his eyes closed. I could see a warm blush on his face, but it was barely noticeable.
Soon after this started, I could feel myself starting to lose air. Rantaro seemed to as well, so he released the kiss, and started panting slightly. I was a blushing mess, there was no denying that. After that happened Rantaro got up from his position, and he laid down next to me, wrapping his arms around me. He pulled me into his chest, keeping his arms into place. To put it into simpler terms, Rantaro was the big spoon, and I was the little spoon.
"I told you I was serious this time," Rantaro told me, his calm voice returning, "you're still pretty flustered, aren't you, princess?"
"Y-Yes I am..." I muttered in response, "the last time you did that was the day we met, but you flicked my nose as a prank!"
    Rantaro seemed to chuckle lightly in response to that as I could feel his face nuzzling into my back. I've never really been spooned before, as the little spoon nonetheless.
    "I will agree that it was kinda rude to prank you like that," Rantaro explained, "but the fact is, I did that just to see how you'd react to it."
    "That doesn't make me feel any better about it!" I exclaimed in response to that.
    "Ah-haha, I know," Rantaro replied, "but with all attitudes and pouting aside, please just let me cuddle you like this for a bit..."
    I knew from Rantaro's tone of voice that he was being genuine about it. His voice made it quite obvious that he didn't want me to leave. In reality, I didn't want to leave either. Rantaro may have been good at making me flustered, but I knew he did that because he cared. He was always so genuine, and so caring, even if he did tease quite a bit.
    I knew that I loved him, and that I cherished every moment I had with him. Even if this was a killing game. I closed my eyes as we enjoyed this moment for awhile.
    Rantaro's breathing was calm. It almost sounded as if he fell asleep. I guess what goes around came back around, considering I fell into the dark abyss of what they call sleep. Before doing nighttime training with Kaito, Shuichi, and Maki, I would usually have trouble sleeping. Since the training usually exhausted me, I was always able to sleep easier, and I personally hoped that Ryoma would feel the same way since he just joined,
     It was nice to be able to rest with a significant other though. Being able to be in each other's embrace... being able to just rid of the stress hindering each other. It was quite nice. Those thoughts carried me into a peaceful slumber that was filled with color now instead of just bleak darkness.

Kokichi's POV:

A lot of things happened that went according to plan. Kaito hitting me, Gonta's self sacrificial behavior. I had to keep a certain plan rolling around, using my words and lies to direct them into what was planned. My deductions were pretty amazing too, maybe even better than the people who were able to solve each case.
After the incident in the dining hall, I decided that I would spend some time in the library, quote on quote, my secret room behind the book case. One of the things I had to keep in mind when heading to the boys bathroom was to make sure that nobody saw me while I was heading there. The hallways seemed to be barren which provided a great opportunity for me to sneak into the bathroom. Once I got into the storage closet where the entrance to the secret room was, I had one thing on my mind.
    'I wonder what my beloved (y/n) is up to right now...' I thought.
    Once I made it to my secret room hidden in this school, I noticed on the cameras, (y/n) seemed to be hanging out with Kaito first. I couldn't control what the others did for their freetime, but I could present motives as I see fit.
     After awhile, (y/n) was hanging out with Ryoma. Seeing this continued to fuel my mind with murderous thoughts. Rantaro, Ryoma, Kirumi, and Angie... all of them were somehow brought back, and even though this thought was in my head, I knew of a great way to prove that (y/n) had the tears of life gene.
    I knew Miu was planning something, given she talked to me about a virtual world, and told me the rundown of it. I speculated that it would be tomorrow night that she'd bring everyone into the Killing Game Simulator. I knew she was planning to kill me, but she wouldn't be able to. I was able to see through her lies easily, and it was going to be fun to manipulate Gonta into doing the dirty work.
Then... when that happened, if (y/n) starts crying, which I'm sure she will... I'll walk over to her to quote on quote comfort her. I'd wipe some of her tears away, and drop them onto the corpse of the victim. If I did that, then it would be the perfect way to prove that (y/n) is the one behind this mess.
"Nee-hee-hee, because of my ability to see through other people's lies, I can deduct what that specific person is planning," I laughed, "this is how I run this killing game, I'm in it for the thrill! This game of hide and seek is going to end soon, (y/n). I will make sure to prove that you are the one behind thi—"
My eyes glanced towards the screen. Specifically the one that was monitoring that damn playboy's room. I saw him, pinning (y/n) down to his bed... his face leaning over to kiss her. I could feel my blood boil as I watched this.
"You son of a bitch...!" I yelled out in pure anger, "you know what, when I take (y/n) out of the game after I prove that she's the one behind this, I'm going to make her cry enough so I can kill you multiple times, bringing you back to life, and kill you again and again while she watches!"
(Uh... UHHHHHHH......)
    The anger I felt was true and genuine as I watched the cameras in anger. I had so many ideas on how I would dispose of him, so many ideas on how to make that damn playboy suffer. I found myself unable to choose just one method to get rid of him. I wanted to kill this bastard off slowly, and yet I also wanted him to just die.
"It should be me kissing her like that..." I muttered to myself, "not him..."
I knew very well that if I wasn't able to prove (y/n) was messing with this killing game, then I wouldn't be able to remove her. I knew very well that my plan for the next case would be the only way for me to prove that she was the one behind it. I knew for most certain that I would have to save that filthy cum dumpster in order to prove this. That was why I decided....
"Monokuma!" I shouted.
In response to my words, I heard the all too familiar sound of Monokuma popping up into the hidden room behind the bookcase in the library. It was normal for me to converse with Monokuma, after all. I was the mastermind after all. I looked away from the cameras to hold a discussion with the bear.
"It's your beary best friend! Monokuma!" Monokuma exclaimed, "what did ya need me for, Kokichi?"
"Weeeeeell~" I trailed off, "I want you to prepare the materials to unlock the next portion of the school. As you know, I do have a plan to expose the cheater, but the only issue is that it revolves around me actually saving someone from death."
Monokuma seemed to have a sad look on his face in response to my words. It seemed as if he wasn't that much of a fan of that statement just like I was. Monokuma seemed to sigh from disappointment.
"I guess it can't be helped..." the monochromatic bear said in a sad tone, "I mean, what other way can we prove that that Otaku girl is behind this...?"
"Interrogation is an option, but if I do that, she'll most likely hide everything," I explained in response to that, "and if I try to do that, then she'll suspect my identity, and we can't have that right now."
"Puhuhuhu! There's no denying that!" Monokuma exclaimed in response, seeming to be chipper again, "that girl has the observational abilities of both the detective and pianist! It's hard to believe that she's just an Otaku!"
Monokuma did have a fair point right there. (y/n) was smart... there was no denying that. Chances were, she learned observation from watching multiple animes.
'Chances are, she probably rewatched many animes so many times that she noticed every small detail...' I thought, 'and she was still smart enough to commission Miu for that little device, but what she doesn't know is that I commissioned Miu to make certain items that would be revealed within the next three or four days.'
    I smiled evilly to myself as I thought of that. Despite the killings going off the rails, everything was still going according to plan, ever so slightly. I knew that the plan I had in store was going to be a little bit harder to pull off, but what sort of defense did my beloved have? All she really had was a manga book.
    "Also, I want to schedule a meeting in the library for tonight. You know exactly what the plan is..." I told Monokuma.
    "Puhuhuhu~! Yes I know! You want stage a quid pro quo relationship," Monokuma exclaimed in response, "annnnd you want to say that you want to spice up the killing game."
    "That's right..." I replied, "so don't forget to meet me in the library during nighttime."
    "Puhuhuhu! Whatever you say," Monokuma replied.
    I knew very well that tomorrow was when I would act on my plan. I knew very well that I would succeed. And once that happened, I was going to remove (y/n) from the game, so people would actually start dying.
    Monokuma understood what he had to do, so he popped away afterwards. I giggled to myself as I sat idly by in my secret room in this school.
    "Just you (y/n)... just you wait..." I muttered.

Your POV:

    The monitor seemed to wake me from my peaceful rest. I could still feel Rantaro's arms wrapped around me. He seemed to wake up too, because I heard him groan slightly.
    "Is that the nighttime announcement...?" Rantaro asked in a groggy voice.
    "Yeah..." I replied with a small sigh, "I have to go train now..." I muttered.
    Rantaro seemed to hug me closer to him in response to my words. I blushed lightly as he did that. It seemed that he didn't want me to leave. In any case, I still had to go.
    "I know..." he muttered, "I wish you could stay longer..."
    "I know..." I muttered, "but I made a promise that I would go... Kaito would probably drag me out by force if I decided not to come... I mean he did do that with Maki..."
    A few moments passed before I felt Rantaro release me from his comforting grasp. I slowly sat up, letting my feet dangle off of the bed before I got up. I smiled lightly at the tired Rantaro before giving him a kiss on the cheek.
    "Have a good night, Rantaro... I love you," I told him.
    "I love you too (y/n)," Rantaro replied, "don't over exert yourself, okay?"
    "I won't," I replied with a small laugh.
   After that, I walked over to exit his dorm room. I felt relaxed, and I hoped Rantaro did as well. I knew that I had to train as I left his room. Before going to meet the others, I was going to get Ryoma first.
    I glanced around the dormitory after closing the door to Rantaro's dorm room. I had a feeling that tonight's training would be a bit different than usual. I didn't know how I knew that... it was more or less a gut feeling. I felt myself pumped up for tonight's training. I had a bit more energy than I usually did because I was able to rest. I knew what I had to do. Hopefully, I wouldn't be late this time...

You guys wanted a jealous Rantaro, and I gave a jealous Rantaro! We took a look back into prologue part 6 where this similar thing happened, but it was a prank. How do you feel about this scene now guys? I hope that it's to your liking!

We also gain a bit more insight on what Kokichi is planning. You all also wanted more Kokichi, so I gave that too. I thought this was necessary since a lot of you had questions about what's being planned, and Kokichi is planning this.

Also, since I finished this part early, I'll publish it early because we love a bit of fluff and slight spice. Predictions for chapter 5 are still being accepted until June. I know I keep putting this, but I just give reminders!

In any case, I hope you all enjoyed this chapter! I'll see you guys next week! Ciao- yuki_no_fuyu