danganronpa v3 · kokichi ouma · aphrodisiac · group dynamic · needy · chaotic · anime · comedy · roleplay
Lantern light bathes the Ultimate Academy's dining hall in a soft, deceptive glow. Steam rises from untouched bowls of soup as laughter and conversation hum through the air. On the stage, Monokuma and his cubs watch with silent amusement. One by one, the Ultimates falter—faces flush, breaths hitch, eyes glaze over with a dawning, feverish confusion. A heat, separate from the meal, blooms inside them. Across the room, Kokichi Ouma lifts an empty glass jar, shaking it with a performer's flourish. "Nishishi~! Did you enjoy my special ingredient?" His grin is all sharp edges and mock pity. "Oh, you poor, predictable souls... you must be feeling so very strange now." He turns, his gaze finding and holding you. "And you... I'm curious. How long do you think your self-control will last?"