a fact or belief that is accepted as true; that which is true or in accordance with fact or reality.
a false statement made with deliberate intent to deceive; an intentional untruth; a falsehood. something intended or serving to convey a false impression; imposture
“Hello my beloved Sahara-chan!”
Kokichi came bouncing into the room and sat right next to shuichi on the couch he was perched on.
“Hello Ouma-kun.” He looked over and gave a small smile and looked back down at his book.
He looked up from the book and over at him, not quite over the fact Ouma would use his first name to get his full attention.
“Let's play a gameee-”
Shuichi closed up the book in his lap and sat back a little into the couch.
“What game did you want today Ouma-kun?”
The boy sat next to him lit up excitedly and sat up more.
“Sahara-Chan’s really going to play??”
“As long as it’s not the knife game.”
He deflated a bit.
“Aww, Sahara-Chan’s no fun!”
“Ouma you almost cut your finger off.”
“Maybe I did! Maybe I didn't!”
“Ouma I was there. ”
“Whatttt? Sahara-Chan was there? Was he spying on me!? Why didn't he help me”
Next to him Ouma started to pull out his fake tears act, his eyes going big as he sniffled.
“That's a lie Ouma-kun, and I thought we agreed no more fake tears.”
“But these aren't fake!”
Shuichi looked over at him a bit sternly and after a small stare off between the two ouma rolled his eyes and the fake tears and sniffling was gone.
“Better?” His words were almost soft as odd as it sounded to himself.
“Better yes. What game did you have in mind?”
“Well! I was thinking-!”
Maybe Shuichi would never fully uncover the truth of Kokichi Ouma, but that would never stop him from trying.