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For a G/trompa idea how about Kokichi gets cursed so that whenever he lies he grows. Meaning he has to start telling the truth real soon or has to come up with an elaborate lie to his classmates as to why he’s quickly outgrowing the academy

This is my last request on this blog. Albeit overdue, i'm glad to finish with this banger

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Word count: 1800

Summary: Kokichi doesn't remember the school's ceiling being so low. Maybe it has to do with his record lying that day, or maybe it has to do with his morning interaction with a certain mage; either way, he doesn't want anyone seeing him loom over them when his classmates mistrust him so much. He has to fix this, and fast.

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If you asked Kokichi how breakfast was, he'd say it was the best he'd ever had; if you asked him how his day went he'd make the dullest details sound as enticing as the ultimate adventurer's journeys. His classmates needed some ease of mind lest the killing started, and he was there to deliver. And if his antics didn't amuse them, at least it amused him.

Speaking of 'them', Himiko seemed like one of those who didn't enjoy his morning dose of trickery.

"You horrible, horrible boy," The magician- mage, pointed an accusatory finger at him. Her sleepy tone served as a bandage to the insult. "Meanies get cursed, so next time you lie..." She paused and stared at him, at a loss for spells. Kokichi opened his eyes wide and batted his eyelashes at the girl, grin wide. She deflated, " Something really bad will happen."

He burst out laughing, making the girl deflate even further.

He managed to croak out between giggles, "Sure!". Himiko's face turned an impressive shade of red, but she didn't retaliate.

Kokichi went on with breakfast, sensational stories pouring out of his mouth for any ears willing to listen.

Between one lie and the next, Kirumi brought them coffee and he swallowed back a grimace at the bitter smell that assaulted his nose. He took a sip of it and complimented the maid for her service as per usual. His mouth didn't even close before his chair leg snapped and he fell, burning coffee narrowly missing him.

He hissed under his breath and cursed at the broken furniture before getting up to brush himself off. A wave of dizziness made his eyes shut tight, and when he opened them he found Kirumi at his side in the blink of an eye. "Are you alright?"

"Just-" he turned to look at her and stopped a second too long, noticing he was almost at eye level with her, "- Great." And there he was perfectly at eye level with the girl he was certain was taller than himself.

Kokichi looked down but found his feet on the same ground Kirumi stood on. He looked back up at her and found her eyebrow furrowed and her eyes travelling him up and down. He scampered several steps back.

"Yikes, way to make me lose my appetite," He felt an uncomfortable tightness in his limbs. Without another word, Kokich left at a leisurely pace; and once out of earshot, he dashed for the nearest bathroom.

He knew for sure something was wrong when he didn't even need to stand on his tip-toes to see his reflection in full. Dare he say, he even needed to bend down a notch to get a full view of his bangs.

Kokichi stayed as still as could be for several moments, eyes piercing into his own reflection until it didn't look like Kokichi anymore. His hand stayed up in the air and he readied himself to bolt out of the building the moment his fingers brushed over the ceiling. But minutes passed without any change, yet Kokichi couldn't feel any relief for the strange growth-spurt's ceasing. It wasn't getting worse, but it had still happened and he didn't yet know why.

A knock and feminine voice diverted his attention. "Is something the matter?" Kirumi's voice sounded concerned, not unlike a mother's. Too bad to waste the sentiment on him.

"I'm fine, alright, super peachy- ow!" He reached to rub the back of his head and bent down. A peek upward made his already pale face turn shades whiter. The ceiling was right above his head and had the faintest crack that wasn't there before. He couldn't exit with the company waiting for him right outside the door.

He mumbled, "Alright, maybe not a hundred percent super peachy." And thought he must have dreamed seeing the ceiling rise above his head again, if only an inch.

"If you're sick I'd recommend opening the door at least. It wouldn't do to lock yourself in and risk passing out." He did hear what words the maid said, but the meaning didn't register as all his brainpower was currently trying to make sense of his situation. It didn't serve him either to think before talking.

"Sick? Maybe I am, who knows." His pounding head somehow made him even more likely to rant on in mumbles, though he was too preoccupied with the fantastical occurrence to pay mind to the listening ear. "I hope I'm not sick though, that would make me the easiest target to kill. Or maybe the hardest, in this case." Amazingly enough, the growth seemed to reverse, and by the time he closed his mouth he was just shy of the door's height. Still quite tall for his liking, but it seemed it would have to do as long as he didn't know the cause.

"I'll be nearby, you can call if you need any help."

"Will do." he gripped the handle and waited for the sound of footsteps to get far enough, but a sharp tug at his limbs made his heart stop and bile rise in his throat.

"Wait!" The ground was getting further from his feet again. Kokichi couldn't think straight when he said, "Come to think of, I wouldn't call you even if I needed anything." His height stabilized, and he let instinct take over his tongue. "I already feel much better now." Something in his speech changed his height, and even if he didn't know exactly what it was he knew how to keep going. "Hey, remember when I told Gonta his talk about arachnids and stuff was fascinating? I thought it was the worst thing to hear so early in the morning." Even if the tension in his body melted and he found himself almost back to a reasonable height, it didn't help the dread creeping up his stomach as his thoughts started to clear up.

He knocked twice on the door, and Kirumi responded. "Is that what made you sick?"

"Not really," He ignored the tightness in his throat and focused on dramatising his tone, "You know what makes me sick of myself? I have to admit, that coffee you make every morning is so bitter, it grosses me out. I always stayed quiet cuz you work so hard for us, I just didn't wanna bother." His ears burned and his head pounded, but Kokichi stood back at his reasonable height of five gremlin feet and an inch.

He opened the door to a frowning Kirumi. Her fingers brushed over his forehead, "I don't know if this is one elaborate trick or if you're feeling unwell," then her hand travelled up to ruffle his hair, and when it retreated he turned around and saw rubble and dust and shut the door tight behind him, "But either way, you know where to find me if you need anything."

"Don't ya worry, I was just feeling the confession fever." He skipped off, the smile that stretched on his face hurt his jaw like never before.

On his way downstairs, Kokichi came by Himiko and her bodyguard. The thousand thoughts buzzing in his brain all vanished when he remembered their earlier discussion.

"Hey, Himiko! My dear dearest bestie..." He caught up to them and noticed the shorter girl only reaching his shoulder or so. He gulped, "Not exact bestie, but you get what I'm saying. Care to remind me that spell you cast on me this morning?"

"Huh? I can't remember all the spells I cast, or else I'd fall asleep." She yawned and looked away. Kokichi held back a scoff, instead turning to the other girl. "Say, Tenko, you were right next to us. Didn't you hear?"

The girl turned her head a hundred and eighty degrees away from him. "Even if Himiko said anything about cursing you when you lie, Tenko won't tell a degenerate like you. If Tenko sees you within a thousand-meter radius of Himiko she'll launch you to the sky." She took a battle stance, ready to launch him in the wall at the very least. He promptly ran off. It didn't matter, he'd have a more private talk with the mage later on.

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Card decks were discarded left and right, the underside of her bed was flooded with coins and rubberbands and plastic cups, red curtains were haphazardly shoved in the closet. Kokichi had plenty of time to take everything in before the handle rattled and the owner of the room came in. Himiko had her eyes closed as if sleepwalking, and she didn't notice the intruder until she flopped on her bed and he hovered over her and said, "Hey."

Her eyes shot open to stare at the face inches from her own. She stuttered and thrashed in her bedsheets until falling off her bed right at his feet.

"Nyeh? K-Kokichi? You have to leave or people will get the wrong idea..." She stood up and the boy took a step forward, making her back off.

"Your tricks are just too obvious, your hat makes you look dumb, you're really untalented..." The ground got further from his feet and the tension in his muscles grew until he couldn't feel anything and had to force his eyes open, but he kept talking and stepping ahead until the girl was backed in a corner, barely taller to him than a toddler and craning her neck up to make eye contact. Himiko's mouth hung open and her eyes were the most awake he'd ever witnessed. Right as her mouth twitched and the smallest sound came from her throat, he placed a fingertip on her mouth and pressed her head back, muffling a scream.

"I'm not enjoying this anymore than you," He bent down to be somewhat at eye level, finding to his dismay how little that helped, "I dunno what trick you pulled, but just reverse it and we can forget this happened."

She pushed his hand down to her chin, and he could almost see the muscles under her sleeves tensing up from the effort that alone took; but frankly, he felt too pissed to move it on his own.

"I-I didn't do this, I swear... I don't even know any growth spells. And- and," he felt something warm and wet hit the back of his hand, and she wiped her eyes with the back of her sleeve, "I'm not crazy enough to use it on you. Now if you could leave, I really need a nap after this." Himiko looked away and pushed his hand off with all her might. Her face was crimson and twisted in a pouty grimace that Kokichi could only guess was hiding fear. He looked down and realized his hand was brushing on her chest; he retreated it. His own chest felt hot and stuffy, and he heaved a frustrated sigh, shoulders dropping.

"Whether or not you did this on purpose, you're still finding a way to undo it. And if Monokuma's behind this you're still helping me get rid of this stupid growth. I don't want anyone else freaking out."

A creak drew his attention to his left. He glanced to find Tenko standing in the doorway, and by the time his mind caught up to his eyes, she was already screaming her lungs out.

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