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It was a normal day at Hope's Peak Academy. Miu was being her usual loud self, Kaede was trying unsuccessfully to get everyone to calm down, Kokichi had stolen something off of Maki's desk resulting in both her and Kaito trying to chase him down with many casualties in the process. Tenko had picked Himiko up and moved her bodily out of the way of the way of the chase, while Shuichi had been knocked over, Kaito throwing a "sorry" over his shoulder without stopping.
It was during this mad dash around the classroom that Kiibo noticed something falling to the classroom floor. A picture, it seemed, and a quick examination of the ten individuals shown revealed it to belong to Kokichi. The picture was quickly taken out of Kiibo's hands though, as Kaito noticed the picture and helped himself to it.
"Yo, Kokichi! What the hell is this?" Kaito asked, waving the picture around to get his attention.
Kokichi looked at him cautiously, waiting until Maki had stopped chasing him before looking at Kaito. "How am I supposed to see it if you keep waving it around?"
Miu, was close enough that she barely had to lean over to see, let out a loud laugh. "Heh, just a bunch of clowns."
That statement drew the rest of the class forward. Realization seemed to dawn on Kokichi's face as he grinned and moved closer to them. "Oh, that. That's just a picture of the loyal followers of my secret organization."
"Bullshit," Kaito said immediately.
"Oh, you're in this picture, too," Kaede said when she got a look at it.
"What?" Kokichi moved closer, snatching the picture from Kaito's hands to look at it himself. "Oh, that's just Kimchi."
"Who?"
"My twin," Kokichi answered with a shrug. He put the picture into his pocket where it was assumed to have come from.
"No way there's two of you!" Kaito said immediately, rejecting the idea. "You would have said something by now."
"Nishishi," Kokichi grinned at him. "Sure, that's a lie. Just like my organization and my talent, right?"
"W-well..."
"You can't blame us for being a bit skeptical," Korekiyo spoke up. "You have a reputation for stretching the truth, after all."
"I tell the truth all the time," Kokichi objected. "It's not my fault that none of you believe me." With that said, Kokichi ran out of the classroom.
No one realized that that was just the beginning.
It was nearly two weeks later that Miu came rushing into the classroom with a manic grin on her face. "Holy shit, guys! I just saw Bakamatsu and Cockichi holding hands!"
"What?" Kiibo questioned, blinking at her.
"No way," Kaito said, moving across the room to her desk. "You must have seen that wrong. There's no way Kaede would hold hands with that little freak."
"Maybe Kokichi and Kaede like each other more than we think?" Gonta pondered out loud.
"It's not really any of our business," Kirumi pointed out.
"Bullshit it's not my business," Miu replied, glaring at the maid. "If my classmates are getting busy behind my back, I wanna know about it."
"Your curiosity doesn't make you entitled to the knowledge," Kirumi said with a small frown.
"Maybe we should just ask them?" Shuichi suggested.
"That little runt would just lie!" Miu complained.
Maki rolled her eyes. "Then ask Kaede."
Miu took her advice to heart, cornering Kaede as soon as the girl entered the classroom. "Why were you holding hands with Kokichi, huh?"
Kaede took taken aback. "W-what?"
Kiibo placed a hand on Miu's shoulder, trying to calm her down. "Miu thinks she saw you and Kokichi holding hands."
"Um, no," she answered with a confused expression on her face. After a moment, recognition flooded her face and she smiled at them. "Oh, that must have been our twins. They've been hanging out lately." With that seemingly settled, Kaede went to her desk.
The rest of the class was much less convinced.
Kaito sighed. "What? Now she has a secret twin? That little gremlin must have gotten to her."
"I bet they're secretly dating," Miu cackled. "That's why they came up with this super lame lie."
"We shouldn't assume that," Shuichi said.
"If Kaede and Kokichi dating, Gonta happy for them!"
"I... agree with Shuichi," Kiibo said. "It's wrong to assume."
Miu rolled her eyes. "Whatever. Be in denial if you want."
They were quiet by the time Kokichi showed up, except for Gonta's well meaning cry of, "Congratulations, Kokichi! Gonta happy if you happy." That left the Supreme Leader confused.
It was Shuichi that eventually asked, "Do you really have a twin, Kokichi?"
The Supreme Leader grinned widely at him. "Sure do! We're completely identical! He's always copying my style, can you believe it!"
"I don't believe it," Kaito insisted, butting into the conversation from two desk away.
"Nyeh, what's your twin like?" Himiko asked.
"Believe it or not, he's the evil twin," Kokichi answered with a smile.
"More evil than your annoying ass?" Miu asked.
Kokichi glared at her. "No one was talking to you, slut!"
"Eh!"
"Forgive me for saying so," Kirumi said. "But I find it hard to believe that your twin could be more difficult to deal with than you."
Kokichi teared up immediately. "Wh-what? M-mom... doesn't love me anymore... Wahh!"
Kirumi looked pained as Kokichi wailed at her loudly, regret written all over her face.
Rantaro placed a hand on Kokichi's head, which seemed to work as a switch since Kokichi stopped crying instantly. "Hey, I'm sure Kirumi didn't mean it that way."
"Yay!" Kokichi said, throwing his arms around Rantaro. "I knew someone here loved me!"
"I still don't believe it," Kaito insisted. "You haven't mentioned having a twin once before now. This has got to be some kind of prank."
Kokichi rolled his eyes. "It's not my fault that none of you ever cared enough to ask."
"He has a point," Tsumugi spoke up. "We've never really asked before, so..."
"Prove it," Maki demanded. "If your twin is real, there should be proof, right?"
Kokichi's expression went blank. "Are you all sure? I've protected you all from him so far, but if I let you meet him, then you're all on your own."
"I can't imagine him being worse than a degenerate male like you," Tenko said. "Not that I believe you in the first place."
"Well, you all asked for it." Kokichi said. "Tomorrow I'll let you all meet Kimchi!"
"What kind of name is Kimchi, anyway?" Kaito questioned.
"Short for Kimochi," Kokichi told them. "I call him Kimchi and Dice call him Mochi. Wars have been fought over his name, you know."
"Sounds made up to me," Miu grumbled.
"The only thing made up around here is your dignity, whore!"
The conversation devolved into bickering from there.
The next day, Kokichi came to school wearing a hat, cape, and bright smile. "Good morning my dear classmates," he called out to them.
"You seem to be in a good mood today," Kiibo noted.
Kokichi skipped over to Kiibo, placing himself on the robot's desk. "Of course I'm in a good mood when I get to see all my wonderful friends."
"What the hell is this?" Miu asked, flinching away from Kokichi where she stood beside Kiibo. "The twerp is acting weird."
Kokichi frowned. "Hey now, there's no need for name calling."
Kirumi removed her glove and placed the back of her hand on his forehead. "He doesn't feel warm."
"I'm not feeling the love today," he told them. "I thought I would be welcome here."
Gonta stood up from his seat at that. "Ah, Kokichi no be sad. Gonta happy to see him!"
Kokichi smiled again. "I knew someone would be happy to see me. I missed you too, Gonta!"
"Wait a minute," Kaede said, walking over to Kokichi and staring him down. "You're... You're Kimchi, aren't you?"
Somehow, his smile got brighter. "You got me! So Kokichi really did tell you about me? That makes me soo happy! And I'm really glad to see you, Kaede."
Kaito got to his feet. "That's enough, Kokichi. We're not gonna fall for your little trick. Now knock it off. You're weirding me out."
He shook his head. "Kaito, Kaito, Kaito. Always such a disbeliever. Weren't you the one that wanted to see me in the first place?"
"Um," Shuichi spoke up. "Technically, Maki was the one that wanted proof."
His eyes brightened as he hopped off Kiibo's desk. "And where is our lovely Maki? I've wanted to meet her most of all."
Maki sighed from her desk, glaring at Kokichi. "You really think I'm gonna believe you're someone else just because you're acting a little differently. You look exactly the same, even if you are wearing a different outfit."
Kokichi frowned as he looked down at his clothes. "You don't like my cape?"
"I like the cape," Himiko said.
Kokichi smiled at her. "You were always my favorite."
Tenko pulled Himiko into her arms and shielded her from his sight. "Don't you get any ideas, degenerate!"
He laughed. "You're all just as much fun as Kokichi said you would be." He skipped closer to Maki. His back was to the rest of the class, so she was the only one that could see how his face became progressively darker. "I've heard that you're the most fun of all, Maki. Is that true? Do you play with my brother as much as he says?" He was standing right in front of her now and his voice dropped from the cheerful tone he'd ben using into something dark and threatening. Worse than anything they'd heard from Kokichi before. "Or was that just a lie to cover up how poorly you treat him. Are you a problem that I need to handle without him knowing, Maki Harukawa?"
Maki actually looked taken aback, prompting Kaito to step towards them. "Hey, what are you doing to Makiroll?" He grabbed Kokichi by the shoulder and spun him around. By that point, he was already wearing the bright expression from earlier again.
"Something wrong Kaito?"
Kaito picked him up by his cape. His eyes widened in surprise, feet kicking out beneath him. "Hey, what are you doing?"
"What is wrong with you today?"
Kokichi's eyes began to water, but rather than the wail they were used to, trails of tears began to roll down his face. "Why... are you doing this to me?" he asked them. "I just... wanted to be your friends..."
"H-hey..."
And then the real Kokichi walked into the room, pausing as he took in the sight before him. "What the hell are you doing to Kimchi!" Kokichi ran toward Kaito, pushing him and making him lose his grip on Kimochi. Kokichi leaned over his twin, wiping his tears. "Hey, what happened? What did they do?"
Kimochi shook his head. "N-nothing, they were great..."
"You don't have to lie to me, Kimchi," Kokichi said. "If they were mean to you, I'll make their life hell for the next three years."
"They weren't... all bad," Kimochi said. "Gonta was nice. And Himiko."
Kokichi glared around the room. "Do you guys really hate me that much?" he asked. "Kimchi was here for five minutes and you already..." He took his twin brother's hand, pulling him toward the door. "We're leaving. I don't want to see any of your faces."
As they left the classroom, Kimchi looked back at them. His expression was twisted and his grin was manic as he looked at them. "Goodbye class."
Everyone was silent until they were out of sight.
"Holy shit!" Kaito said. "What the hell was that?"
Kaede sighed. "That was Kimchi."
"That little shit really does have a twin!" Miu exclaimed.
"I don't know why you doubted it," Kaede said. "I told you guys."
"Well, yeah, but we didn't believe you," Kaito admitted, scratching the back of his head. "We thought you were just embarrassed to be caught holding his hand or whatever."
Kaede wrinkled her nose. "Why would I be embarrassed?" she asked. "I'm not the type to lie about stuff like that."
"She has a point," Rantaro pointed out.
"I suppose we should have taken Kokichi's words of warning to heart," Korekiyo said.
"Guys, there's something else I think we should worry about," Shuichi spoke up. He ducked his head a bit when all eyes were on his, but he continued, "Kimochi lied to Kokichi and Kokichi has no idea."
They all paused, absorbing the fact that Kokichi knew his twin was, in his own words evil, and still fell for the trick that the class had been able to make him cry.
Miu summed it up nicely when she loudly exclaimed, "Fuck!"
"Guess Kokichi has a blind spot where his brother is concerned," Rantaro said.
"Do you think he meant it when he said he would make our life hell?" Kiibo asked.
"Angie thinks that some of you should start praying to Atua before Kokichi returns to class."
For once, the class thought that maybe she was right.