Hello everyone, V-Create here again! I know it's been a while since the first chapter of this, because to be quite honest, I never expected this to gain quite as much traction as it did. I was sort of expecting this to fly under the rug, because even acknowledging that I wrote this embarrasses me. However, seeing how supportive y'all were really made me regret this a little bit less, so what the hell, I'm back at it.

So, the votes were:

A Killer At Heart:
Magical Love: 7 (Fucking lolicons, y'all are sick)
I Only Live To Serve:
Playing My Heartstrings: 3
Degenerate Males: 3
No Disguises: 1

I know Magical Love technically got more votes in the reviews, the rest of the votes for A Killer At Heart were from friends. I swear I'm not making this up because I wanted to avoid writing lolicon.

Okay, okay, I'm sorry to all of you who wanted to see Magical Love, I'll stop making fun of you now. Love ya~

Also, it looks like the age of Fujoshi is over, not a single person voted for one of the boys... not even Kokichi.

Anyway, here we go! You asked for it!

Maki Harukawa.

The Ultimate Assassin.

While a feared and stoic killer to the core, there was always a certain depth to her that she never showed to anybody else. Surviving the Killing School Semester seemed to leave a psychological wound on her that would never fully heal, yet she always approached every day with a poker face and an unwavering attitude. While she certainly was the toughest of all the survivors, she lost quite a bit during the Killing Game. Specifically, she lost the first man she ever fell in love with, Kaito Momota. Now living in the real world with Himiko Yumeno and Shuichi Saihara, she had to readjust to life as a completely normal person again. Though even that would prove quite difficult as she still would need to fill the hole in her heart that Kaito left.

She wasn't the only one to feel loss, however. Early on, Shuichi lost his first love as well - Kaede Akamatsu. Ever since, he would always push love to the side and seek the truth before anything else. Even then, he would come home late at night, always feeling somewhat incomplete.

It had only been three months after the end of the Killing School Semester. Shortly after the game ended, the last three survivors headed back out to the real world, one without Danganronpa. The three of them began living in a small two-bedroom apartment and had all slowly began adjusting back into the lives of normal people.

Shuichi was going to school to learn how to become an official detective, as he was still not technically considered one yet. He would work a part-time job at the local fast food place to help pay the bills during this time, and while it certainly wasn't glamorous, at least he didn't have to deal with his friends dying.

Maki was ready to be done with the assassin life forever. She had trouble finding a new job, and began working underground as an arms dealer. While it was sometimes difficult trying to keep her workplace hidden from the police, she still managed to hide in plain sight. As it was difficult to acquire many of her weapons in Japan, she would occasionally make quite a bit of money.

Himiko said she would find a job as soon as possible, but usually spent her days lying on the couch and watching television. She rarely got up to do anything but eat or go to the bathroom, and didn't even have her own room.

Today, Maki came back home around 8:00 pm. Past this time, the police were far more active and aggressive, so Maki would usually have to close up early to keep her black market hidden. Shuichi was working, though he would likely be out soon.

"Evening, Maki," Himiko greeted her from the couch. She didn't even turn her head back to face her.

Maki shot a cold glare at Himiko. "Did you just stay home again?" She asked.

"Nyeh… It's too much of a pain to look for work," Himiko muttered.

"You said you would start looking for work today. You can't spend all day watching TV," Maki scolded her, crossing her arms. "It's not fair that Shuichi and I work while you stay home and do nothing,"

"I'll look for work tomorrow…" Himiko yawned.

Maki huffed and shook her head. "You told us this yesterday. You can't keep doing this,"

Himiko looked back at Maki. "Hey, do you know how hard it is to find a job around here?! No one in town wants to see magicians anymore!"

"I couldn't find a job either, so I just made my own," Maki replied. "If you don't get a job soon, we're kicking you out,"

Himiko puffed her cheeks out at Maki. "Don't take your anger out on me because you're still upset about Kaito!"

Maki gasped at Himiko's exclamation. Her eyes and mouth widened at the Ultimate Magician, and Himiko covered her mouth in return. The two of them looked at each other in silence for a few seconds as Maki closed her eyes and turned away. She clenched her hands into fists as she remembered Kaito's parting words. I still need time to get over him. Maki thought to herself.

"I-I'm sorry! That was uncalled for…" Himiko whispered.

"Do you want to die?" Maki asked the former Ultimate Magician, not even looking in her direction as she headed into her room.

Silence drowned the room as an overall unhappy atmosphere set in. After a few minutes, Shuichi arrived home in his school uniform. "Hey. Good evening, Himiko," Shuichi greeted her, hanging his hat up on the hat rack by the door.

"Hey, Shuichi," Himiko called back, a downtrodden inflection in her voice.

"Himiko? What's wrong?" Shuichi asked, raising an eyebrow as he walked up to the couch.

"Maki and I got into a fight and now she's upset…" She mumbled to herself, not even looking back at Shuichi.

Shuichi scowled. "Himiko, you didn't stay at home all day again, did you?" He asked her, crossing his arms.

Himiko looked away for a second and gave a slow nod. "Y-yeah…"

Shuichi nodded in return, then sighed. "I know Maki gets upset about that. I wouldn't kick you out for something like this, but you really should be looking for work. It's not easy paying the bills by ourselves,"

"I said I would look tomorrow," Himiko told him.

"Well, just as long as you actually start tomorrow," Shuichi replied. "Anyway, I should at least make sure Maki isn't too upset,"

"She probably is. She threatened me!" Himiko shouted at him.

Shuichi couldn't help but smile as he heard Maki's signature "Do you want to die?" playing in his head. "She does that to everyone, you know. It's by force of habit,"

"I-It's not just that…" Himiko muttered. "I-I also… brought up Kaito,"

Shuichi blinked a few times, then gave an exasperated huff. "Himiko, please tell me you're joking,"

"I know! It was uncalled for! B-But it was an accident!" Himiko sputtered, sweat beginning to pour from her head.

Shuichi nodded. "I… See. I need to make sure Maki is doing okay." He headed down the short hallway and toward Maki's room, which had been locked shut. "Hey, Maki?" He called out, knocking on the door twice. A few seconds passed, but she did not do so much as respond. "Maki? Are you okay?" A concerned Shuichi asked.

After a few seconds, Maki unlocked the door and cracked open the door slightly, leaving barely enough room for one eye to be visible. "What do you want?"

"I… just want to say I'm sorry for what Himiko said," Shuichi replied.

Maki rolled her eyes. "Don't bother," she grumbled as she shut the door again. "It's her who said it, not you. Now leave me alone," She said behind her closed door.

Shuichi stood at Maki's doorway for a few seconds, then sighed and went into his room. He sat down at his desk, turned on a desk lamp and began reading a murder mystery novel from his shelf. He turned on a stereo, which was playing a CD he recently picked up. The song playing was his favorite song, "Clair de Lune" by Debussy. After a few minutes of reading through the first chapter, he closed the book and put it back on the shelf. He sighed, as he had solved the case before the first chapter had even ended. While he certainly appreciated his new quiet lifestyle, he couldn't deny that something was missing. As the song ended, he turned off his stereo and lamp, then lied down in his bed, staring at the ceiling. A certain pianist crossed his mind as he held back tears. He couldn't help it, he missed her so much. Not only that, he missed Kaito too. Right now he could be training and talking about the stars, but no. He had to be doing this. Shuichi pulled his blanket over himself, hoping to sleep away his misery.

In her own room, Maki was doing a set of intense push-ups, now dressed in gym clothing. She was still angry at Himiko for her earlier comment, and was trying to take her anger out productively. Despite her anger, though, Himiko was right. Things hadn't been the same. She wished a certain astronaut could be with her during her workout, as incompetent and idiotic as he may have been. In minutes, Maki had done 100 push-ups, and turned over to begin sit-ups. She held back tears as she recalled the nights where she, Shuichi, and Kaito would look at the stars during their training. After her workout was complete, she got up and sat on her bed. Things had been rather lonely for her, and she had been trying so hard to keep her emotions hidden from Shuichi and Himiko. After all, it had been three months, and it seemed like they had recovered.

What kind of assassin am I? Maki thought to herself. I pledged to be strong no matter what, and here I am, unable to let go of the man who stole my heart.

However, if there was anyone she knew who would understand her, it was her best friend, Shuichi. He was the most neutral and non-judgmental man she had ever met, and would no doubt be willing to listen to her. With a sigh, Maki got up and changed into a white t-shirt and red sweatpants, then exited her room. She then walked into the hallway toward Shuichi's room. She knocked on the door, doing her best to fight back tears. "Shuichi?" Maki asked.

Shuichi jumped a bit at the knock, and then opened the door for Maki. "Hey, Shuichi…" Maki whispered to him.

"What's going on?" Shuichi asked, turning his lamp back on. "You need anything?"

Maki entered Shuichi's room and sat down on his bed. "I… I just want to talk," She muttered to the detective. "I haven't really been able to talk to you, and I think I'm ready to,"

Shuichi nodded and took a seat next to Maki. "What do you want to talk about?" He asked.

Maki sniffled a little bit, but turned away from Shuichi as not to let him see her cry. "I miss Kaito. I thought three months would be enough to get over him, but I'm still thinking about him every day," She admitted to Shuichi. "All I want is to see him again…"

With another nod, Shuichi went silent and turned away from Maki. He wiped a tear from his eye as he remembered Kaito as well. There was something about that man's charisma, his optimism, his heart, that was irreplaceable. Shuichi gave a smile as he remembered everything Kaito said to him.

"Maki, I know this probably isn't much," Shuichi began as the assassin turned back to him. "But… I don't think Kaito would want us moping around like this. He would want us to remember the good times. He would want you to be happy,"

Maki smiled back at Shuichi as a tear ran down her cheek. "Shuichi…" She whispered to him. "You're right, that would be like Kaito," She replied, wrapping her arms around Shuichi's torso. "It may be impossible for me to really get over him, though…"

Shuichi felt his heart go aflutter as Maki hugged him. Her warmth imparting into his body gave him a sensation which he'd only ever felt once before - from his own first love, Kaede. He gasped, realizing just how often he had been thinking about Maki. He certainly spent a lot of time with her, didn't he? No, it was wrong for him to feel that way about a person who was just a friend.

They were just friends.

Just friends.

It was impossible for them to be anything more.

"...The impossible is possible," Shuichi replied. Maki gasped, hearing Shuichi repeat Kaito's own words.

"...You just have to make it so…" Maki whispered back, pulling away from Shuichi as the two looked into each others' eyes.

Shuichi gazed into the depths of Maki's eyes, allured by their deep ruby color and the glow that reflected back. Maki, in turn, was enamored with Shuichi's calm, caring eyes.

Maki reached her hand to Shuichi's, the two of them fumbling their fingers around until they intertwined with one another. Shuichi's hand was warm and sweaty, and he seemed to quiver at the touch of Maki's soft, thin fingers.

"What's wrong?" asked Maki, breaking the silence. Shuichi gulped and looked away. His heart began to race as every single memory with her was flashing back in his mind. From meeting her at the Academy for Gifted Juveniles, training with her and Kaito, investigating the third floor with her, to escaping the school with her and Himiko. He had spent quite a long time convincing himself that he had only seen her as a friend.

With her sitting on his bed, holding his hand, looking into his eyes, he wasn't sure how long he could keep himself convinced.

"I just…" Shuichi began, trying to come up with the right words. "I'm… really glad for all the time we've spent together, and… I'm happy to be your friend,"

Maki gave a warm smile at Shuichi. "Me too," She replied. "You know, Shuichi, you're my best friend. I don't think I've ever felt so comfortable with someone else in my entire life,"

Shuichi smiled back at Maki. "I could say the same about you," He replied. "I like you a lot, Maki Roll-" As Shuichi uttered those words, he gasped and covered his mouth. Maki gasped too, her eyes going wide. She turned away, wiping a tear from her eye.

"Goddammit…" Maki whispered to herself, puffing her cheeks and pouting. "I-I just had to get used to one person calling me that… Don't you start with it too! Do you want to die?"

Shuichi couldn't help but smile at her. Even if she was a cold-blooded killer, she had to be one of the cutest women he knew. "Okay, I'm sorry," Shuichi told her. "I won't call you that anymore,"

Maki shook her head and smiled at him. "It's okay," She replied. "In fact…" She looked around for a few seconds, then curled her finger in a "Come here" gesture. "I liked it," She whispered into his ear. Shuichi's hair stood on end at Maki's whispering, feeling his body shiver and goosebumps form on his skin. He didn't quite know how to describe this feeling.

But man, he liked it.

"R-really?" Shuichi asked her, his body going numb. His heartbeat was increasing at a rapid pace as Maki gently pressed her fingers against his chest. Shuichi gasped at her touch, going completely silent.

"Of course," She whispered to him, lowering her eyebrows a bit. "We've been through a lot, but one thing we've always had… was each other," She told him, her voice sounding almost sultry.

Shuichi gave a nervous smile toward Maki as she slowly leaned in toward him. Without much warning, she closed her eyes and leaned in for a kiss. Before Shuichi could react, Maki's lips softly met his. Shuichi's heart began to race as he closed his eyes and embraced his friend.

His friend.

They were just friends.

But were they really just friends, if they were going to kiss like this?

After a few seconds, Maki let go and smiled at Shuichi. "I'm sorry, I'm not particularly good at giving fair warning," She whispered, her face going beet-red. Shuichi was blushing madly, his arms quivering. He never even kissed Kaede, yet here he was with Maki.

"...Is it… alright, to be doing things like this?" Shuichi asked. "I mean… we're just… friends,"

Maki shook her head. "I guess it's not, if we're just going to be friends," She replied. Shuichi sighed and looked down at his bed, suddenly feeling a wave of disappointment come over him.

Just friends, huh?

Not that there was anything wrong with that, but Shuichi wanted something more. He couldn't see Maki as just a friend anymore.

"...But I don't want to just be friends anymore," Maki whispered, playing with her hair. Her face flushed a bright red as she undid her hair ties. "I… I like you so much, Shuichi, I…" Maki began to trip over her words, her arms also trembling.

Shuichi couldn't help but smile again. "Maki, I… I like you too," He replied to her.

Maki wiped tears from her eyes and pressed down on Shuichi's chest, pushing him face-up on his bed as she straddled his waist, looking into his eyes from above. Shuichi could feel Maki's warm breath on his face as she leaned down and kissed him again, and Shuichi wrapped his arms around the assassin and returned the kiss. After a few seconds, Maki inserted her tongue into Shuichi's mouth, which incited a small jolt from the detective, though he reciprocated and stuck his tongue into her mouth as well. During this, Maki felt a bump coming from Shuichi's crotch poking at her leg.

Oh, crap, Shuichi thought to himself. emI'm not thinking like that, I swear-

Maki pulled away from Shuichi. "...You're hard," She told him, with a sultry grin gradually forming on her face. "You're getting eager, aren't you?"

"N-No!" Shuichi protested, freezing in place. "I-It's not like that!"

"It's okay," Maki replied, leaning next to Shuichi's ear. "I'm craving it too~"

Shuichi gasped. He didn't want to admit that he would occasionally fantasize about Maki, imagining her athletic, fit body. For him, this was a dream come true.

"Why don't I help set the mood?" Maki suggested before slowly taking off her shirt and throwing it on the ground, exposing her lacy white bra. Shuichi gasped at the sight of Maki's toned and slim abs, her tough arms, her surprisingly sexy underwear.

"Since when do you wear underwear like that?" Shuichi asked under his breath.

Maki tugged at her hair again and turned away, her face going red. "Umm… let's just say… Today wasn't the day I originally planned this,"

Shuichi's jaw widened at Maki's words as she put her hands on his cheek. "Well… does this mean I have to undress too?"

"If you want to keep going with this, I suggest you do," She replied.

Shuichi nodded and sat up, unbuttoning his shirt and throwing it on the ground. "I-I'm sorry I'm not as toned or fit as you," He muttered to her, suddenly self-conscious of his skinny chest and slightly pudgy stomach.

"It's okay," Maki replied, smiling at him. "Besides, I think you're cute the way you are,"

Shuichi smiled at Maki, admiring her kindness and her beauty. Maki got off of the bed and pulled off her pants, leaving behind a pair of thin, lacy white panties. "Look, I match too,"

The detective went red at this sight, enamored with Maki's thick and muscular thighs. Nervous and excited, Shuichi unzipped his pants and slid them off, now in his black boxers. His cock was still just as erect. "Sorry my underwear can't be as sexy as yours," Shuichi apologized to her.

"Sweetchi," Maki began, coming up with an endearing nickname for Shuichi on the spot, "You don't need to apologize. I want this," As Shuichi shuddered at the new nickname, Maki straddled him again. "I know I'm not as big as some of the other girls you knew, but…" Maki untied her bra and threw it on the ground, exposing her medium-sized breasts and pink nipples. "Well… how about this?"

Shuichi went silent once more, trying not to stare too long at Maki's breasts. His ahoge seemed to perk up, and he suddenly poked Maki's nipple. The assassin gave a squeak and jolted a bit, then gave a nervous smile at the detective.

"Do you want to die?!" She asked out of habit. Shuichi jumped as well, immediately regretting his move. "S-Sorry, I just… I wasn't expecting you to suddenly take the initiative,"

Shuichi went silent again and gulped, freezing in place. Maki smiled and grabbed Shuichi's wrist, guiding his hand up to her breast again. "Wh-what?!"

"...That didn't mean I didn't like it," Maki told him, feeling Shuichi's hand dampen with his sweat. Shuichi gently grabbed Maki's breast, feeling it squeeze beneath his fingers. This elicited another squeak from Maki, who leaned in closer to Shuichi and pressed her crotch against his. "Can you feel it? Can you feel how-" Maki stumbled over her words again, but shook her head. emNo, this is right, She convinced herself. "Can you feel how wet I'm getting?" She whispered to Shuichi.

"Huh?" Shuichi asked. Though he could feel his dick pressing against Maki's crotch, he didn't know what she exactly meant.

"Here," Maki let go of Shuichi's wrist and then grabbed onto his other wrist, guiding his hand down her panties which were, in all honesty, rather damp. Shuichi gasped as he felt Maki's shaved, wet folds. His fingers trembled as he slowly stuck his fingers in and out of her, eliciting some quiet moans from Maki. "K-Keep that up," She whispered to him as she slid her hand down into Shuichi's pants, feeling his erect cock under her fingers. She slowly began to jerk him, to which Shuichi gasped and panted in rhythm with her motions. "Just tell me if you want to slow down, Shuichi," Maki whispered to him. Shuichi nodded as the two kept this up, as Shuichi fingered her faster and Maki jerked him harder. After about a minute of all this, Maki let go and untied her panties, throwing them somewhere on the ground.

Shuichi covered his mouth at the beautiful sight before him. While he had admittedly tried to imagine Maki nude before, this was something even beyond his expectations.

"You're staring again," Maki pointed out with a grin. "Do you want to die?"

Shuichi turned away, but the image of Maki had been burned into his mind. "S-Sor-" He stopped himself mid-sentence, remembering that Maki had told him not to apologize.

"Well, if I have to, so do you," Maki asserted, giving a devious grin as she pulled down Shuichi's boxers. Shuichi gasped at Maki's touch, his face flushing as she threw his underwear on the ground. Maki poked at Shuichi's dick, which made him shiver again. "So… we've gone this far. Guess it's safe to say we're no longer… just friends,"

Shuichi took a deep breath and looked into Maki's eyes. "We can go farther, can't we?" He whispered to her.

Maki smiled and kissed him on the lips for a brief moment. "I always imagined doing this with Kaito… I always thought he'd be the one I… lost my virginity to…" She whispered, looking away. Maki took a deep breath and looked into Shuichi's eyes. "I admit, it does feel wrong doing this with someone other than him…"

Shuichi nodded, and wrapped his arms around Maki. "No, I understand. I feel the same way, regarding Kaede… We always said we'd do it once we got out,"

The two turned away from each other again, then looked back into each others' eyes.

"...I think Kaede would understand. She'd want you to move on, and find the truth," Maki told him.

Shuichi nodded. "And the truth is… I want to d-do it with you, Maki," Shuichi stated, stuttering over his words. "I mean… we made it this far,"

Maki smiled at Shuichi as tears began to form in her eyes. "...It feels wrong… but so right," Maki nodded and pulled a condom, still in its wrapper, from her pant pocket. "Here, take this," She instructed him. "If we're gonna do it, we might as well be safe about it," Shuichi nodded in response as Maki unwrapped the condom and slid it onto Shuichi's cock before mounting herself atop him. "Are you ready?" She asked.

Shuichi nodded. "Let's do it,"

Maki gently pushed her crotch down onto Shuichi's dick, pushing it inside of her.

emIt's in… The two thought at once. They looked at each other as Maki began to grind her hips against Shuichi's, riding him back and forth. Shuichi similarly pushed against her as Maki's moans began to get louder, echoing through the room.

Outside in the living room, Himiko heard Maki's moans from Shuichi's room. "Nyeh?" She scratched her head, wondering just what was going on in there. She shrugged, deciding to ignore the odd sounds and just kept watching the television as reruns of crappy 90's sitcoms began to play, though Himiko was too lazy to change the channel.

"Shuichi! Yes! Keep going!" Maki called out, her pussy tightening and loosening around Shuichi's cock. As her loins began to ache more and more, she started to ride him faster as Shuichi pounded her in rhythm. The two of them were red in the face and sweating, gasping for air as the sounds of their wild fucking grew louder.

"M-Maki, I think I'm going to-" Shuichi sputtered out, reaching his breaking point.

"Do it," Maki commanded him. "Don't hold anything back,"

Shuichi screamed out as he ejaculated, filling the condom with his juices. Maki screamed out as well, orgasming seconds after Shuichi did. "...I came first…" Shuichi quietly muttered to himself in defeat.

Maki smiled at Shuichi, sliding herself off of him and kissing him again. "It's okay, that means you liked it,"

Shuichi smiled back at her and kissed her cheek. He gave a yawn and stretched his arms. "I think I should be getting to sleep," He told her. "I've got school tomorrow," He got up and turned his lamp off.

Maki nodded. "It's alright," She replied. "Would you mind if I slept with you tonight?"

Shuichi smiled and shook his head. "I would love that, please do," He slid underneath the covers as Maki snuggled up to him, resting her head on his chest.

"Well… that was it, I guess I'm now a real woman, or something," She nervously giggled. "Don't laugh, but… I want to stay with you forever,"

Shuichi tried to hold back laughter as he held Maki against him. "It's okay. I want that too…"

Maki muttered something indistinct as she began to fall asleep in Shuichi's arms, the detective falling asleep with her. The two fell into a peaceful, dreamless sleep as the night passed.

The next morning, Maki woke up with her head on Shuichi's chest. "Sweetchi?" She whispered. She looked at the clock on Shuichi's shelf. 7:50 am, it was almost time for him to go to school. "Sweetchi, wake up. You have school today,"

Shuichi's eyes slowly opened as he looked at the time. "Oh no, I better get going!" He frantically jumped up and got dressed, sloppily getting everything together as he and Maki exited his room.

"Morning," Himiko greeted them from the couch.

"Morning, can't talk," Shuichi greeted her back.

"You have a good day," Maki said to him as she kissed him on the cheek.

"I'll see you when I get home, Maki Roll," Shuichi replied, kissing her back as he scurried out the door, practically bolting on his way to school.

As Shuichi left, Maki turned to Himiko.

"Hey, I'm sorry about last night," Maki apologized to Himiko.

"Nah, you're good," Himiko replied. "Hey, why were you crying last night?" Himiko asked.

"Crying?" Maki raised an eyebrow, then gasped.

She heard everything!

"Uh, that wasn't crying-"

Himiko tilted her head. "Wait a minute, what's going on between you and Shuichi?"

Maki went dead silent. "Um…"

Himiko gasped and covered her mouth, and shuddered. "Gross," She whispered as she pulled her hat over her eyes. "Anyway, um… I'm gonna go look for jobs today," Himiko announced.

Maki smiled at Himiko. "That's good! Say, would you like to move into my room? I… think I'll be staying in Shuichi's room from here on out," She said with a blush.

What reason did she have to keep to herself anymore? Maki smiled as she watched Shuichi run to school. It was going to be hard waiting for him to come back, but it would be so worth it.

And with that, voting is back up again! Just let me know which of these you would like to see:

Liar, Liar (Shuichi x Kokichi)

No Disguises (Shuichi x Tsumugi)

Bros of the Stars (Shuichi x Kaito)

Playing My Heartstrings (Shuichi x Kaede)

I Only Live To Serve (Shuichi x Kirumi)

The Beauty of Humanity (Shuichi x Korekiyo)

Do Robots Dream Of Love? (Shuichi x K1-B0)

Degenerate Males (Shuichi x Tenko)

A Gentleman's Wish (Shuichi x Gonta)

Magical Love (Shuichi x Himiko)

Take Me Everywhere (Shuichi x Rantaro)

Rite of Passage (Shuichi x Angie)

Prisoner's Dilemma (Shuichi x Ryoma)