Kurou Kitomura
Kurou Kitomura: Keeping his dayjob
Kurou Kitomura: Keeping his dayjob
"I think it's safe to say all of us, but if not, at least a vast majority or someone would have walked away by now."
What Kurumi said was most certainly true. Why else would Katsukawa have bothered giving up her lips for the first time to someone she did not know? If she was what was known as a "loose woman", then she definitely wouldn't have minded as much as she apparently did, so that was not the case. It must have meant that she had something she could not afford telling others, a secret she might even take to the grave. This intrigued Kurou. He didn't really have that many secrets, besides the one involving Kurumi herself, but would he have done the same thing in that same scenario? Maybe. He could not be so sure, as that seemed more like something you would only know when the time came.
"Just like what Kurumi-san, says. We have a secret or two, that are better off not known. Don't you think so, too Kuu-nii?"
Kurou wasn't sure what to make of that, though knowing his brother, it was essentially admitting that Yuki was onto him, that maybe he was suspicious of Kurou and Kurumi. He was oblivious at the moment as to what else he could feasibly be catching onto, after all, so he didn't think anything of Katsukawa's situation right then. And although his expression remained the same as it had been, his perpetual scowl, he couldn't help but shift his eyes slowly from his new "sister" and back to Yuki, as if instinctively. "I have to agree with you there. Even I have something I'm not willing to fess up about." he admitted nonchalantly, knowing that anybody here claiming to lack a deeper secret would just be called out as a liar. He was a lot more nervous than he would let on, as he knew that were Kurumi to be put in a bad situation this game, it would be very possible that his own secret would get out regardless. Relying on another was a frightening thing for Kurou, as he was a pessimist and assumed the worst, usually. Besides, he remembered her as a weaker-willed person in the past, simply because of the fact she needed a pretend boyfriend. Whether she was now or not remained to be seen, and he hadn't any reason to be confident that she'd changed too much on the inside.
Put bluntly, she was a liability in this game.
...but maybe he was getting too serious about this? It was merely a game, after all. A game where mental trauma was the standard, now, but a game nonetheless. He shouldn't think of it as a life-or-death situation.
"Uhm, Kitomura-kun? I don't think it's nice to call someone a Leech." Aina suddenly stated, evoking a laugh from Katsukawa and a small, hidden smile from Kurou himself. It was certainly funny to see him called out on that. Kurou could see that Yuki wasn't too happy about it, even if he was wearing a mask. As Kurou retrieved his stick after Shin, he wondered if he would get to be king now.
"It seems I'm the King this time around."
Right about the time that Kurou was about to view his number, Yuki had announced his legitimacy as the King for this round, disappointing the elder brother just a bit. He had a fun idea he could use, one that would likely trump anything anybody else had, though for him to implement the idea, he kinda needed to be the King. Oh well, maybe next round? Kurou decided he wouldn't bother looking at his stick unless he was obviously one of the people under his brother's command. As it turns out, Katsukawa and Shin had some really bad luck when it came to this game, so he didn't bother even looking at his number.
"All right then, King's Orders. Number eight and number two will be chained together with this." Yuki declared. "...for the rest of the weekend... Saturday and Sunday. Of course, it can't be taken off. I made precautions against that. It can only unlocked with this and by me."
So the King decreed.
"This game is definitely rigged." Katsukawa complained. He could see why, after having to go two rounds in a row, anybody might be irked about that.
"Maybe. Though for your sake, I suggest you never take up gambling." he joked at her expense. He didn't want people to think he was going to feel sorry for her or anything. That would be... unlike him. It did not fit his character. "Look on the bright side. I could've drawn the other stick." he said.
After all, aside from his brother, Kurou didn't think anybody else was as disliked by her as he was.