"komaeda, where are you!~

komaeda sat behind his couch, in a corner. once junko passed, he would grab his gun from his jacket and shoot her-

"junko, just let him live."

mukuro.

"never, sissy! now, go find him and bring him to me!~"

"o-ok."

when mukuro looked behind the couch, she just sighed, pretending to not notice the shaking albino in the corner.

"so, did you see him anywhere?!"

mukuro hesitated.

"he must be refusing to come out, we will probably have to make him."

junko gave her a sick smile.

"i have gasoline in my trunk. we're going to burn this place down so he has no where to hide."