Reader is wittle sister of moko btw

"Death row?" You questioned, still in shock.

"We do those?"

Your sister nodded, not looking away from her drawing of some bald, badass looking guy, "Of course."

You hum, sitting back in the chair.

'I never knew Nanba would do that. It's always such a nice place here.' You thought with a frown.

Knocking could be heard, grabbing your attention.

"Come in." Momoko replied, in her dead serious voice.

In walked Kenshirou Yozakura, Supervising officer of building 4.

The doors shut behind him, making it look so dramatic.

'I get it, you want to impress her. Now what do you want?' You had the urge to say that to him, but kept it as a thought.

He stopped about a meter away from the desk, "I have no.79's cell getting cleaned out. By tomorrow his cell will be another free one."

"Thank you." Momoko nodded.

It was barely noticeable, but red tinted his cheeks.

'That's adorable. Sick but adorable.' The thought amused you.

Your older sisters cough brought you out of your trace of....well, silently teasing the guard.

"You know what happens next." She glanced at you.

Sighing, you stood up, "Yeah I know."

Kenshirou nodded, understanding.

-----Time Skip-----

Staring at the inmate with narrowed eyes, you spoke, "So, what is it you request for your final meal?"

Kenshirou stood by, incase something happens and he needs to step in.

You were sitting in the inmates half empty cell.

The male looked up, "Well....I don't want too much."

At that, you mentally sighed in relief, 'Great. Less work then.'

He continued on, "So I'll have two hamburgers, with lots of bacon and no onions, mustard, or pickles. Make sure it's double stacked. A strawberry milkshake, with a strawberry cheese cake. Three large french fries from McRonalds. Twelve large meat balls, and a bucket if chicken from KFC." He finished with a smile.

You paled.

Glancing back at Kenshirou, he sweat dropped when seeing your soul practically leave your body.

"That's simple?" You mouthed, still shocked at his simple last meal.

He sighed, "I suppose to him." He mouthed back.

The inmate spoke up again, catching your attention, "Oh! And that potato and bacon thing from that anime about food and the naked girls. I would also like to watch Yuri On Ice while I eat my meal."

You had a deadpan look.

Holding up your notepad and pecil, you spoke, "Repeat all that."

"You forgot to write it down!?" Kenshirou exclaimed.

-----Time Skip-----

"How's it going?" You opened the door to buidling 4's cooking room.

The head chef nodded, signaling everything's going well.

Taking a sniff of the room, you frowned, "Damn. It smells good in here." You mumbled.

Just as you were about to close the door, your tummy grumbled.

"Now I'm hungry." You cried as waterfalls streamed down your face.

A hand grasped your shoulder, startling you.

"Ah! Take this! And that! Does this hurt! I bet it does! Ah!" You shouted, hitting the guy.

Opening your eyes, you found Kenshirou beat up on the floor.

"Oh." You gasped.

-----Time Skip-----

"So how's he gonna die?" You questioned, sitting in the smoke room with the guard.

Kenshirou coughed, swatting the still lingering smoke away, "Lethal injection."

"Ah." You hummed in understanding.

Silence.

Then he broke it.

Typical.

"Why are we in here?"

You shrugged, "I don't know. To be alone I guess? The smoke room was the only place I could think of and was near by so, here we are."

He stood up, "I'm leaving. You're welcome to join me to lunch if you wish." He walked over to the door.

Standing up, you nodded, "Sure. But why me? I thought my sister would be the first person you'd ask to accompany you during lunch."

He blushed furiously, "Y-Y-you know!?"

"Duh." You deadpan.

He sighed, "Please don't tell anyone."

"It's pretty obvious but sure." You shrugged, grabbing his hand as you walked out and started heading to the mall.

While walking to the cafeteria in the mall, you couldn't stop thinking about the touch.

It might not mean anything now, but when you both hands for the very first time, you both knew that you're gonna be import to them one day.