"Okay, I got it!!!" A loud, energetic voice rang out from a purple headed mechanic. The students that were gathered in the Hotel restaurant turned their heads to the voice.
"What is it now, Souda? Did you make a machine that pops out meat?" Owari drooled as she stepped closer to Souda.
"Wha― No!" Souda's shark like mouth curled into a frown. "Why do you have to always think about food?" He held up something like a tape recorder. "Look, the alarms might stop now."
Kuzuryuu snatched the device and studied it carefully. "And what does it do? If you made something useless again, I'm going to smash your head on this table." He growled and Souda quickly gulped.
"Ah… Well, I got a tape recorder at Rocketpunch Market, and then got some cords to connect with our student handbook to alter it. I recorded some of Hinata's voice earlier, so I was able to split some characters he was using to make the recorder say 'I am hope.'" Meanwhile, Sonia and Gundam examined the student handbook.
"I never knew that there was such a software on the student handbook." Sonia scrolled through Settings. "How did you do it?"
Souda looked at her abashedly and replied, "Oh, well, I modified the 'Pet' function a little bit and added some things."
"Oh, I always thought that you were useless! Good job, Souda-san!" While Sonia grinned, Souda had tears running down his face.
"Ah… Sonia-san…."
"So, what are you waiting for? Play it." Kuzuryuu looked towards Souda and motioned him to continue.
"Well, okay. I hope this works." The mechanic pressed play, and the tape started rolling.
"I..%#$ am..h#!$ope." The students' faces looked grim.
"Dude, what the hell was that?" "That was terrible…" "I take my words back, Souda-san."
However, the alarms suddenly stopped.
"What…"
"I am hope." The students turned around towards the stairs. Two figures were coming up. "I am hope…. Hope…." It was Hinata, no, Kamukura Izuru.
"What… are you doing here?" Souda nervously said, and then nervously gulped as he felt Kamukura looking straight at him.
"I'm only satiating my boredom." Kamukura looked around, intaking the layout of the restaurant. His eyes were fixed upon the looming shrine that Saionji created for Mahiru. The small group of students added Ibuki and Saionji's picture after their deaths. Hinata, too, was a part of the group of students.
He came closer to the colored films and softly held up a picture. It was when the students were in the old lodge, celebrating their "trip."
"This is… me?" There was a suffocating silence between the students. They were unsure of how Izuru will act if they said that he was Hinata.
"Yes, it is, Hinata-kun. Or, should I say Izuru-kun?" a small laughter emerged from the pale, white-haired student. "That was the true you." Izuru looked at the picture once more and crumpled the small photo.
"How dull." He threw the crumpled picture next to the burning candles, and it immediately spread through the delicate photos.
The students looked at the burning picture with wide eyes. "The pictures…."
Izuru was walking away and down towards the stairs.
"Stop!" heads quickly turned to the source of the noise.
Sonia was fearful. Her experience as a princess enabled her to see the interior of people's hearts. But Kamukura Izuru had none. He had no heart.Or at least, it was hidden away so tightly that it seemed like there was no heart.
Sonia missed Hinata, but right now, she just wanted anyone else other than Kamukura Izuru standing right in front of her, his eyes blank with indifference. Kamukura's steps didn't falter as he stepped away towards the stairs and closed the distance between them.
His cold eyes met her fearful ones. "What do you want?" It wasn't an annoyed tone, nor a happy one; it was one of complete apathy.
"Y-you can't just tarnish the m-memories of people like that!" That was the first time in 10 years that Sonia ever stuttered in public. Until she was eight years old, her grandfather would always look down on her with his darkened eyes and she would always stutter in front of him.
After her first laboratory day, she found that she had all kinds of elements that she could use, but with careful adult supervision. In four months, she was taught how to make different chemicals that can kill people, one including potassium chloride.
The next day, the king, Sonia's grandfather, passed away from heart failure. The princess' attendants, teachers, and scientists knew that she caused the king's death, in order to keep the affair away from the princess' possible succession of the throne.
Sonia was able to feel more freedom and empathy of people after that, and promised to herself that she would be a good princess. But right now, she was scared, and a princess of a nation should never be scared.
"What are you saying?" The cold demon cocked his head. "Your memories are fake." He turned away from her and calmly walked down the stairs.
Komaeda smiled.
"Nanami-san. Is it me? Do you need me to sacrifice myself? I'm always ready, you know." His expression slowly deteriorated into a crazed look.
Nanami looked at him blankly. She slowly blinked and replied.
"Of course not Komaeda-kun. It's going to be Hinata-kun.
"Kyoko-san, what do we do? Kamikura Izuru woke up." The brown haired man sat down in an dark, empty office with only a shining computer screen illuminating his face.
A static but calm voice replied, "Naegi-kun, I believe we need to enter the program quicker than we thought of. I'll contact some other Future Foundation members that we can trust."
"A but Kyoko-san, I think we need to bring those children."
The face on the screen looked at him incredulously. The children that followed Enoshkma Junko? I do not see why they need to come with us. Also, it will take a longer time to transport over more people than we thought originally."
"Monokuma does not have control over Jabborwock Island anymore. Kamukura Izuru would not think much about a group of people appearing on the island as long as he holds the island firm in his grip."
"I'm not sure what we can do there other than force a majority vote, but I'll follow you, Naegi-kun."
"Thank you Kyoko-san. Please meet me as soon as you got everyone." "Yes. I will contact you again soon."
Naegi Makoto leaned back on his chair and covered his eyes with his arms. After several moments, he dropped his hands down and opened the locked drawer in his office desk and took out a small rectangular box.
"Well it's better sooner than later, right?" Saying it to no one in particular, he briskly walked out of his office.
