[It's possible that the mansion grants wishes, in a twisted way. Because Mikami, since everything that happened on Valentine's Day, and meeting Takada and Yagami Sayu, has found himself wondering more and more often what would happen if he'd never known Kira at all ( Read more... )

[Mikami hasn't really slept in three days. He thought it was the fear of failing God again, and worries about Angela, but now he thinks there may really be something wrong with him. He's not itching any more, as such, but his whole body feels twitchy and restless. It's impossible to lie still ( Read more... )

[Mikami is in the laundry room when disaster strikes ( Read more... )

...has anyone seen Miles-kun?

*Teru is trying not to look too anxious, but he is.*

I think he went to find paper. He might just be in a room...

[The library does, indeed, have art supplies. Thank you, Elle ( Read more... )

[For the first time since his arrival, Mikami has found a room he agrees with ( Read more... )

[When Mikami enters the kitchen, he thinks for a horrible moment that he's drunk again.

Luckily this isn't the case - that lurching sensation is apparently because he's now on a ship. A large, 18th century galley ship, apparently - with a Jolly Roger flying ( Read more... )

*a door opens, and a nine-year-old boy comes through it, stumbling backward as if he's just been pushed*

- not if he doesn't want to, and I know perfectly well you're only doing it to -

*he blinks, and looks around at the corridor*

...oh. *he touches a wall, cautiously, making sure it's real* ...but... I only finished seven hundred and thirty ( Read more... )

[Mikami has finally found the library. And - to his great relief - not only the same school textbooks he's been using, but teacher's guides too, so that he can be sure he's answering correctly ( Read more... )

[There's a teenaged boy in the corridor who wasn't there before. He's stumbling backwards, doubling over as though he's just been punched in the stomach, and has a shirt - his shirt - clutched in one hand. His nose is bleeding.]

Stop it, I said - get off of me --!

[He stops shouting and straightens as he realises the bullies are no longer attacking ( Read more... )