Ishimaru fast walked through the dimly lit halls, still furious about the earlier incident. Sure, it had been an accident and yes, Mondo had excused himself a million times already, but still the hall monitor couldn't bring himself to forget about that. Why couldn't his kyoudai be more careful sometimes? His temper had almost resulted in serious damage this time! Not to mention the mental scars it had probably put on Chihiro! The girl was anxious enough as it was!
He was still angry muttering about how undisciplined Mondo was when he almost collided with something or rather someone. „Ishimaru-kun, what a coincidence! You seem to be in a hurry, may I konw the reason?"
"Celestia-san! I apologize, I did not watch my step."
"There is no need to apologize Ishimaru-kun, I was looking for you anyway." Ishimaru raised an eyebrow. "You were? Why is that?" Celestia gave a sigh: „I just wanted someone to spend some time with me and since Kirigiri-san is currently with Naegi-kun (A/N: I'll leave that one to your imagination^^) you seem to be the most acceptable one out of the other options." Ishimaru felt a little isulted, being called an option but he decided not to show, since he wasn't the one who put up a fight for minor reason, unlike some other people.
„Well, of course Celestia-san, I would gladly spend some time with you." Celestia smiled lightly: „Thanks Ishimaru-kun, that's very nice of you."
„Damn, he's late!" Mondo angrily looked at the clock hanging over the boys gym door.
„M-maybe he just forgot, Mondo-kun," Chihiro who was sitting at the bench said.
Before the cooking lesson, they had agreed to meet at the gym to train together in the evening, but after one hour of waiting Ishimaru still hadn't arrived. (A/N: They're still outside the gym rooms, in case you wonder.)
"Bullshit, he's always totally over-punctual! He prob'ly just doesn't show up because he's still mad about what happened in the kitchen! I already apologized, goddamnit! What else does he want me to do?! Honestly, he's such an asshole sometimes," Mondo snarled, crossing his arms and giving the clock another dirty look.
„Nnnng, M-mondo-kun..please don't be so upset,"Chihiro whispered, desperatly trying to hold back an upcoming tear. Mondos eyes widened a little in shock. He walked over to Chihiro and put a hand on her back.
"Hey, hey, no need to cry lil' one. I'm sorry. I was just..annoyed, that's all. Hey, y'know what? We're going in our relative gym rooms now and when he comes, I'll let ya know by knocking on the wall. If he still doesn't show up after an hour, we'll just go to his room and check up on him, kay?" Chihiro wiped her face, looked up and gave a small smile.
"O-okay."
One hour later:
„I can't believe it! Wake up ya lil' wanna-be hall monitor!"
"H-Huh? What?" Ishimaru eyes snapped open and he shot up straight. When did he fall asleep? But what was even more important: What were Mondo and Chihiro doing in his room and why did Mondo look so mad?
„So that's what ya were doin' eh? Gettin' a little beauty sleep in your room while we were searchin' everywhere for ya'?" Searching for me? Why would they..? Oh..
"Oh, god, kyoudai, I'm incredibly sorry, I overslept!"
"Yea, tell me somethin' I don't know! And ya're always lecturing me when I'm late! I'm kinda impressed ya' know! Oversleepin' all this has to be the work of very many years of training!" Ishimaru fowned: „All this? What exactly do you mean?" Chihiro shuddered slightly, a timid look on her face.
"Y-yamada-kun has been murdered! We found him on the way to you're room Ishimaru-kun."
"W-what? H-how..?"
"Tha question's not how but who kyoudai," Mondo who had calmed down a little said.
„I s'ppose there's goin' ta be another trial soon."
"So, that means there are already three people who spotted the corpse?"
"Yea, me, Chihiro and Naegi." Mondo answered.
Flashback:
Mondo and Chihiro were walking to Ishimarus room. Or more precisely, Chihiro walked, Mondo more like stampered.
„That's it! He'll better have a good explanation, or else I'll kick his ass through the ceiling!"
"M-Mondo-kun, not so loud, please. We're going to disturb someone."
" Your're right, I guess. But seriously..wait." Mondo halted aprubtly before a slightly cracked open door. Chihiro, who had fallen a bit behind got up to him and looked at him puzzled.
"What is it?"
"Look, isn't that Yamada?" Chihiro looked carefully through the vent. Mondo was right. Yamada was laying on the floor, on his back, face looking at the ceiling.
„Somethin's wrong. He isn't movin' at all. Shit!" Mondo burst through the door and switched the light on. The moment he looked at Yamada, he took a sharp breath. „Oh no.."Chihiro whispered, tears in her eyes. Yamada was laying on the floor, bleeding heavily from his head. A little puddle of blood was flowing underneath his head and neck and although Mondo had never been good at medicinic stuff, he was sure that in this case all hope was lost.
„Guys? What are you doing here, did something happ-aaahhh! Yamada-kun!" Naegi had suddenly shown up. Of course, as he walked through the door, to see what his friends were looking at, he also saw the corpse.
None of them said anything, until the sound of the Monkuma-bell halled through the room. Naegi gulped and turned to the other two.
"We..we have to hold a class conference. You two should get Ishimaru-kun, I'll inform the rest."
"Y-yea,"Mondo said, still shocked while Chihiro just nodded, a horrified expression on her face.
End of flashback
The whole class had assembled in the cafeteria and was analyzing the facts. Kirigiri read out loud from her Pad.
„The victim was found in the art store room. Cause of death was blood-loss through a heavy wound on the head. The murder weapon was a blunt object. There are no signs of a fight, presuming the victim had planned to meet the killer. Decisive evidence has yet to be found."
"Thank you, Kirigiri-san," Ishimaru said looking thoughtfully at his pad.
„Awww man, we're really in for it this time," Hagakure whined, one hand ruffling through his afro.
"We don't have one single clue! How're we supposed to know who the killer is this time?" Naegi gave him a reassuring look.
"Don't worry Hagakure-kun, although we have no clues yet-"
"If I may interrupt, that is not quite true. We have indeed one clue." Celestia rose up from her chair and rustled something out of her pocket.
„We have? And may I ask why you did not mention this to the investigation team?,"Togami asked, a mistrusting look on his face. Celestia stopped searching and looked him straight in the eye:"I had a good reason not to. Had I reported what I found, surely the killer had made the evidence dissapear and maybe me as well." Asahina blinked cluelessly.
"Huh? So you mean the killer is Togami-kun?"
Fukawa gave an angry strangled gasp. „H-h-how dare you! My White Knight would n-n-never dirty his pure hands with something so d-disgusting as murder! You'll take that back immediately, you stupid swimmer!"
"What?!," Asahina screeched angrily. Naegi quickly interfered: „Hey, hey, calm down you two, Asahina, Celes-san never said it was Togami-kun and Fukawa-san, Asahina-san merely suggested, you didn't need to be so angry all of a sudden. Maybe we should just listen what Celes-san found." Celestia nodded: „Thanks, Naegi-kun. As I was saying, while I made my own little search through the crime scene, I found this." She searched through her pocket again, pulled out a piece of paper and laid it in the middle of the table. Everyone immediatly leaned forward to see what was written on it, except for Togami who, as always, had seated himself on a table separate from the others and didn't bother standing up. Asahina read out loud:
„I need your help. Meet me in the art storage room, at 4:00p.m. I want to discuss my concern in private, so please don't tell anybody else about this.
Hifumi Yamada"
„So he really wanted to meet someone at the crime scene. The killer must have lost this," Kirigiri said, already thinking about the possibilitys. Celestia seated herself again. „I already analyzed the handwriting. It really is Yamada-kuns."
"Well, what're we waitin' for?! We have to find out who the letter was for!," Mondo spoke up. Celestia smiled a little more.
„There is no need for that."
"Huh? What do you mean Celes-san?," Naegi asked. Celestia stood up, her smile very tiumphant this time.
„There are fingerprints on this message. I also already analyzed them. The killer forgot to wipe them up. Maybe he wanted to be found out. He is a person who really can't stand injustice, after all. Is that not right," she turned her head, her smile still on her face.
"Ishimaru-kun?"