Shuichi questions the magic as she presses in.

"Wait, wait!" Shuichi cried, startling his transformed classmate as he backed up further away from her to avoid the incoming kiss. "This is too crazy, I can't believe it!"

The wrong-colored Kaede pouted. "Shuichi, it's crazy for me too. It's hard to believe for me, too! But let's put that aside for now. We can investigate how and why it's happening later, if you like, like a proper pair of mystery protagonists. For now, why don't we follow the music of our hearts? In case you didn't realize, Mr. Detective, we're sharing a moment," she joked, her voice a coo as she rubbed his hand fondly. Just the way Kaede had in his dreams and fantasies, before.

But with Kokichi's colors.

Not just Kokichi's colors, either...

Shuichi looked from Kaede's romantic hand-handling, to the temporary distraction of her chest rising and falling with her excited breath, to her familiar and expectant smile. He summoned his courage, then spoke. "'Mr. Detective'... that's not a name Kaede calls me. It's a name Kokichi's called me, though."

His classmate rolled her eyes again, then pressed in farther on Shuichi. When he began to run out of bed to escape on, he ended up on his back, with her beginning to prowl over him. "So what?" she asked. "So what I call you is a little different from what the real deal calls you. So my clothes are just a bit off. I've turned into a near-perfect copy of Kaede that wants to enjoy a really pleasant night with you. Is a copy not good enough? That hurts to hear, Shuichi," she winced, still keeping her smile as tears formed in the corners of her eyes. "It hurts because... I want you so much."

"I'd feel bad about it if you were a copy of Kaede," Shuichi retorted, his tongue working his dry lips nervously. "But... I'm beginning to see the trick here. I'm starting to get it. You're not a magic copy of Kaede... You're Kokichi Oma, pretending to be Kaede. For some reason."

The woman perched over him gave him a confused smile. "Huh? Wait... you're saying you don't think this is magic? You think it's a trick? I didn't turn into Himiko, silly..." She sat up on his crotch, not seeming to care as the softness of her lower body pressed against his lap and the still-excited crotch of his pants. "Well, I'll put that mistake to bed for you right now, and the two of us can get to having fun." Casually, she began to lift off her sweatervest.

Shuichi watched her, wide-eyed. He thought he should try and stop this, but he wasn't sure how. Besides, if his hunch was right and this was Kokichi, there'd be nothing to see...

... Well, so much for that theory. With the sweatervest off, the fake Kaede had unbuttoned her shirt not just to the chest, but down to the belly button. Besides the pale skin it revealed, there was the more important part: her very convincing breasts were bound by a black-and-white checkered bra. "One-hundred-percent woman," she said with an amused smile. "Or do you have to feel them to be convinced?"

Shuichi gulped. He considered. He came to a new conclusion. "Okay... so now, until I have a better explanation, I've gotta concede it's magic. But... you're still not Kaede. You're Kokichi trying to act like Kaede. You're good, but I can definitely tell. It's like my hairs are all standing on end when you try to match her behavior. It's like an uncanny valley. Why? Why are you doing this?"

Kaede stared at him sweetly and blankly for a moment. Then, her brow furrowed, and Kokichi spoke to him in Kaede's voice but the Supreme Leader's infuriating cadence. "Why am I doing this? Why are you doing this? Isn't this the lie you wanted?" When she saw Shuichi failing to respond, she gave him a disarming smile. "I mean, your magic turned me into Kaede, but it didn't change my brain at all! Not even a little bit. That means your perfect partner is me, but with Kaede's body, I gotta figure."

"... That's insane. You're insane," Shuichi replied, his face a picture of shock.

"I think you're the one of us with issues, buddy!" Kokichi's beautiful, feminine voice laughed obnoxiously. "Well, forget about it. You've got a choice to make. All those questions swirling around in that big brain of yours... Do you want your answers before or after I blow your mind with your crush's body?"

"Before you... Before you what?!"

"Before I... blow your mind..." Kokichi repeated herself, sliding down on Shuichi so that her purple eyes were tilting up to lock with his grey ones. "With your crush's body?" She began undoing his fly with quickness and excitement. "Well, not entirely her body... these are a little bigger than hers, arent they?" she teased, giving her incredible half-naked breasts a shake against his lower body to drive her point home. "There's nothing to be ashamed of. You gave me such a wonderful time earlier, Shuichi. You're a real natural at working a guy's dick!" she teased, giving him Kaede's warm smile. "I figured I'd return the favor," she continued, her purple eyes shining in a strange, dark way as her smile spread wider and she licked her lips.

There were questions Shuichi wanted to ask immediately and questions Shuichi could hardly stand to ask himself. All of that aside, unless he wanted to get busy with his frenemy-turned-fling, he needed to deal with that first.