I don't own dangan ronpa.

You quickly run back to your room, leaving the plush behind. Afterwards, you return to your original spot and continue on your merry way. Thankfully, there's a door for you to enter. You casually pull the door open and head inside. Inside, the place is decorated in the style of a 70's diner. Everything was covered in a red and white checkerboard pattern with the rotating stools and long birch counter in front of it.

"Welcome to the restaurant." At this point, this sort of thing had became a guessing game to you. Who or what will be this time? A jester? A drunkard? No that just seems too ordinary for a place like this. You glance all around the room, attempting to find your mysterious greeter. Eventually, your gaze focuses on a young girl in the back right corner. You slowly approach her, only for her to scrunch herself further into the corner.

"I'm not going to hurt you." You whisper as the girl flashes her greyish pink eyes towards you. As you do so, the girl pulls a dagger out and points it at your chest. It was an exquisite weapon, with a leather bound hilt and a shiny iron possibly steel blade. She is dressed in a long greenish cyan dress with a matching pair of opera gloves and high heels. Complimenting her eyes, was her short locks of auburn hair.

"You're a spy for them, aren't you?" The girl accuses as you take a step back.

"What are you even talking about?!" You take a deep breath and lunge for the dagger. A brief scuffle between the two of you follows, only for the dagger to get embedded into stool cushion.

"I'm sorry. The past few days have just been weird." The girl pulls the dagger out of the cushion and smiles. "Agnes Eliza, Exile Level Treasure Hunter."

Agnes was a mystery to you. You've heard bits of about her, but not enough to form an opinion on her. She was responsible for finding the holy grail and the ark of the covenant, but her recent change of behavior and constant claims of somebody or something being after her possibly was her deathbed. You slowly pull her up and the two of you head to the kitchen. It's your typical lunchroom affair, fryers, stoves and a fridge along with a door leading to a massive pantry. The two of you quickly dive in, making some sandwiches.

"What are you doing?!" The two of you turn around, finding some bear thing right in front of you. While you wouldn't call it that, judging from the small catlike ears poking out of it's head and the short whiskers near the animal's snout. Add in the thin layer of sand blonde hair covering it, the thing was possibly having an identity crisis at the moment. It then grabs onto you and Agnes, dragging the two of you back into the diner themed dining room. "You need ask for my permission first before going in there!"

"Who the heck even are you?" You ask as the thing takes a deep breath.

"Sorry about that." The creature lightly coughed, possibly clearing its throat. "I am Nekokuma, headmaster/teacher of this wonderful class!"

At this moment, you wonder if you're high at the moment. Why someone would believe having a cat-bear hybrid thing as a teacher as a good idea, was anyone's guess. You take a deep breath and look at your teacher. Two red unblinking orbs only stared back. But, considering those you've met already, it shouldn't have surprised up. You quickly leave Agnes and Nekokuma in the lunchroom and return to the hallway. As you continue your way down the hall, a school of fish passes by. You pity them. Here you were, trapped in an unknown place with a bunch of random weirdos. Possibly, you written a story along these lines, but you couldn't care at this point. You slowly approach the glass, taking a deep breath. You begin to slam your hands and feet against the glass. Surprisingly, the glass easily breaks and the shards fall into the deep blue abyss below. After taking a second deep breath, you look at your handiwork. Somehow, you managed to carve a hole large enough for you to fit through without getting any water in. How someone as average as a writer like you managed that, you leave for someone else to figure out. You jump through the hole, making sure to hold your breath and paddle your way up. The water is warm yet strong, and you get pulled up to the surface. You open your mouth, allowing fresh air to get in. All around you is the open air and the aquamarine water. Yet, you can hear some sort of music off in some direction. You sigh and paddle harder in the direction of the music. As you paddle, your eyelids suddenly grow heavy as they're suddenly forced closed…

You awake on a rock. It was a large one, jutting out within the ocean of whatever world or dimension you're currently trapped in.

"Are you alright?" You look up, finding some purple haired girl sitting right before you. She's dressed in a dark blue blouse with a blue skirt and matching heels. You take another deep breath. In her hands, is a conch shell shaped into an ocarina.

"Hi…" She slowly greets, making an awkward glance all around.

"Hi." You answer as she looks you in the eyes. "Kaze Jukia."

"Nagia." She takes a deep breath, possibly afraid of revealing too much. "The mermiamon."

"Meriamon?" A dark blue light engulfs Nagia. A few seconds later, the light fades away. In place of Nagia's legs, was a blue mermaid tail and fin. "Oh."

She quickly switches back, handing you a pirate sabre.

"Can I ask you a favor?" Nagia whispers as you slowly get closer to her.

"Sure." You answer and you feel a burning sensation on the back of your right hand.

"There you go." You make a swift glance at the back of your right hand. Stamped on it, was a very faint light blue trident. "You're now a member of the Aquatic Armada."

"Thanks, I guess." Your eyes grow heavy once again, forced shut for a second time.

You open your eyes. Yule is now standing right above you, a switchblade in his left hand.

"You don't tell Nekokuma or anyone of the other students." The cryptozoologist warns, walking down the hall before you can ask any questions...