《saiki k chatfic but it's canon and gay | published january 3rd, ENJOY !!》mera needs money but saiko is a pain
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tuesday, 4:49 p.m. (direct messages between mera and saiko)
anyone... please....
what
Oh! finally, jfc
Oh wait, you're not typing all first letter capitalised anymore?
apparently it looks stupid... i wouldn't conform to something as pathetic as all lowercase letters, but some plebes were making fun of me... i wouldn't have listened, but i saw teruhashi types like this too, so why not.
anyway, judging by your hilarious username, you've come to ask for money?
yessirrr!
okay, then. go ahead.
go ahead where? are you giving me money?
not if you don't beg properly, i won't
saiko, what is this behaviour
behaviour? how dare you ask me a question. it looks like you do want to spend your life on the streets.
hey, it's not like i'm homeless! i do go to work actually. bet you don't know what that means, you would faint just by being told to flip a pancake
oh, 'bet', you say? i do know what it means, so pay up!
LMAO WHAT I WASN'T PLACING AN ACTUAL BET
then don't- oh my lord. just hurry up. do you want the money or not?
hon, what does it look like
OMFG it's literally past my bedtime i will literally block you
okay! give me the money pls
beg me for it
okay, saiko, PLEASE, give me money
go on
uh, i really need it!! now please!! please please please sksnsksjsisjs give me some :))))
that's not good enough, do you really think i give up my precious bills that easily? you poor, disgusting, little rat. you're not even trying...
when you have a degrading kink 😏😏😏🥰🥰🥰😍😍
WHAT. what did you just say? YOU UNDERLINGS ARE SO GROSS
tell me more, daddy 😩😩😩😩🥴🥴🥴
STOP STOP
your begging was good enough, i'll give you the money tomorrow after school
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NONONO, i need it right now !!
how am i supposed to do that? i don't even know what street you live on. (because u live on the streets LOL)
yeah saiko, almost everyone lives on a street.
r/wooosh
please never talk to me again
okay the link is in the bio of my instagram, twitter, tiktok, facebook, pinterest, discord, quora, reddit, wattpad and tumblr accounts. go press any one. my username's the same in all of them
i pressed the link. what now? it says i have to make an account.
you have so much people asking you for money all the time yet you don't even have an account for it.
so should i make one?
no you should go to mcdonald's and order a happy meal with 6 nuggets and chocolate milk /s
are you trying to give me food poisoning? don't play games with me, tell me how to make an account or YOU won't be able to afford a happy meal.
okay but what's with the full stop at the end, are you trying
to look scary? oooh, proper grammar! 😱😱😱🥶🥶
goodnight.
NO NO NO WAIT, I'M KIDDING SORRY
i wasn't even going to make an account myself, i'll have one of my hundreds of assistants to create one for me.
whatever floats your boat.
done
FINALLY, you took a million years
okay how do i give you money
ISN'TE THER LIKE A TUTROIAL OR SOMTHING.??!!!1.q.?!!
WAIT, you've made an account right? so go back to the link on my account, press it, and it should take you to my profile. press donate, choose your currency (though it should automatically be there based on your location) and send it through!
how much do you need?
how much do you have?
please, not that cliché
ok i need... 1,000,000 yen.
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speak realistically, please.
COME ONNNN, you have so much you don't need, give some to others! do you even donate to charity?
donate? to charity? well, no charity has ever begged me for money before
saiko. metori saiko. charities aren't going to 'beg' you for anything, it's your job to care for the people of this world and give. give to them, to the charities, out of care and support. don't expect them to come to you first, you need to approach them. not to flex your money. not to get praise from others. but with positive intentions. give to the people. you have so much, and some people don't even know what clean water looks like. some people haven't ever showered. i don't mean like toritsuka, i mean children, adults, elderly that've had horrible hygiene their entire lives due to not being able to afford it. please, saiko. learn to give, and be thankful for what you have.
suddenly i'm jared, i'm 19
ok so how much money do you need
fuck you
hurry up, i'm tired
is 500,000 yen fine?
jesus, what are you buying?
well i'm not going to use all of it now, some for later obviously
i'm not even going to saying anything more
this is the longest conversation i've ever had
i guess you don't talk to a lot of people then? i see why people aren't interested in having conversations with you for any reason other than money at the end.
you don't know that, there are.. people.. anyway
i sent the donation, you're welcome
thank you so much!! and i'll give you some links to charities, you can donate whenever. bye!!
ok sure bye never talk to me again
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