Denki started singing again, more grounded this time, more serious-but they were still telling the story, it felt like....to honor Seijin...they clearly genuinely all really cared about him-and he was clearly a driving force for them.
"...Now when he opened his eyes, he was dead as dust~His jewels were missin' and his heart was bust~So he made a vow lyin' under that tree~ That he'd wait for his true love to come set him free~Always waitin' for someone to ask for his hand~Then outta the blue comes this cruel young man~Who lies when he vows, to be by his side~ And that's the story of our own, corpse bride!~"
The other's sang with him, glaring at Katsuki-they were clearly pissed, and honestly? Kinda for good reason...
"Die, die we all pass away~But don't wear a frown 'cuz it's really okay~You might try and hide, and you might try and pray~But we all end up the remains of the day~"
D: "YEAH!"
He slumped to his knees, panting, exhausted. Kirishima helped him get down from the table.