Junko Enoshima had found Shirou Emiya very interesting. Very interesting. Her analyst skills were working on high time...and yet, she didn't know what would happen to him.

However, it was strange. Whenever she saw him, she started to remember her last few days in Fuyuki.

People were killed by the strange serial killer. Her own family, being killed.

Only by her sister's intelligence, along with her own, that the two of them had survived. However, Junko's eyes widened at what had happened.

The improbability of it all. Her family's murder was something unknown something that gave her despair. She didn't know it at the time, but that was when she had her first taste of despair, of the unexpected...

She loved it.

It was even better when one of her childhood friends was listed on the "unknown" part of the results of the Fuyuki Fire. She still remembered his hopeful smile, friendly demeanor... Just thinking about the fact that his own body was never to be found.

Her childhood friend was...

Unknown to death, nor known to life.

"So Mukuro-san," Junko was tossing a plush black-and-white bear up and down, over and over again, "Whatcha think of Emiya-kun?"

Ikusaba Mukuro had a blush and looked away, "Oh, um... He's... Um..."

"Oh trust me Mukuro-chan, a guy like him would probably not be interested in a girl like you. Not to mention, you smell pretty bad," Junko stood up and grinned, "Anyways, let's go investigate the school Mukuro-chan!"

Mukuro nodded, "...Alright then."


It had been a couple of weeks ever since the beginning of school and Shirou Emiya was by himself once again. After class had ended, Shirou decided not to hang around or do something with the rest of the class. Well, minus one. Shirou stopped by the school's garage and found a certain Ultimate Bike Gang Leader.

"'bout time you came over here Emiya," Oowada said before scratching the back of his neck, "So... Yeah, the Mechanic... Well... You know how there's a SHSL Mechanic around these parts?"

Shirou nodded in response.

"Well, I asked him to help out with my bike, but the guy just up and left!" Oowada punched the inside of his hand, "I mean, come on, I did tell him that I would pound his ass and break one of his bones if he made any mistakes."

Shirou gave a bit of chuckle in response to Oowada's blunt statement. Due to Shirou's own politeness, he got to work. Of course... Shirou would need to grasp the structure of the bike.

"Oowada-san," Shirou said politely, "Do you mind if you step outside for a few minutes? It shouldn't take long."

Oowada's eyebrow rose, "You planning something on my bike?"

Shirou shook his head, "No, it's just...the thing I'm going to do is a very..." Shirou looked to the side, "Cautious practice. It will be easier without..." Shirou looked to the side, "Well, it shouldn't take too long."

Oowada groaned, "...I dunno Emiya... I mean, this bike's been at my side for a long-ass time."

"Don't worry, I won't do anything harmful on it," Shirou assured him.

Oowada continued to look at Shirou with a suspicious look on his face. Here was Shirou Emiya, the young man who asked him if he could make some...changes to his bike... Sure, the guy looked nice and polite, but... For all he knew, Shirou could have made a mistake or do something on purpose out of spite. Oowada was cautious, nervous... But he had to make a choice.

"Alright fine," Oowada scratched the back of his neck as he walked away, "Just keep in mind that the next time I see this bike, it has to be decent at best."

Shirou sighed in relief. He didn't want to skirt around the issue with Oowada. In fact, he would have preferred to tell the truth to Oowada, but Shirou had to keep his secret skill a secret. He placed his hands on the bike and closed his eyes.

In his mind's eye, he saw the bike in full...along with the major problem with the bike.

The engine was broken.

Shirou frowned as he stood up. He could repair it, but that would require him messing around with the bike itself. Didn't matter though, he should be able to figure everything out and get around the situation safely.


Shirou had taken out the engine when he heard a discussion from the outside. He placed the motorcycle engine on the table and took a step.

"-Emiya-san, safe!? Or do you plan on enlisting him in your schemes!?"

"Hey, I didn't do anything!"

Shirou Emiya looked at both Ishimaru and Oowada and blinked.

"Um… Hello?"

Ishimaru stood up at attention, "Ah, Emiya-san! I am glad to see that you're safe. Tell me, has this miscreant done anything to you?"

"Miscrewha? Don't say words that I don't get! Anyways, I wouldn't hurt Emiya! He's a good guy. All he did was help repair my bike!" Oowada was glaring daggers at Ishimaru.

"So you were planning on enlisting him!?" Ishimaru took a step forward, "I am sorry, but Emiya-san is now part of the Hope's Peak Academy Guidance Club, helmed by me! We shall ensure all the rules will be put in place."

"Um, excuse me?" Shirou walked up to Ishimaru, "Ishimaru-san, I didn't sign up for anything. And I just wanted to help Oowada-san is all."

He looked over to Oowada, "Oh and something is wrong with the engine. I'm trying to figure out what though."

Oowada frowned, "Really? Geez…"

Ishimaru grinned, "And this, Emiya-san, is the reason I chose you for the Guidance Club! In fact, I do have an assignment for you! You see, I have learned that after class, Kirigiri-san has been in the city! Emiya-san, I would ask you to investigate whether or not Kirigiri-san has been doing anything illegal or damaging to the school's reputation!"

(Meanwhile, one of the members of Steering Council of Hope's Peak sneezed.)

Oowada frowned, "Come on Emiya! You really going for this idea!?"

Shirou sighed, "Well… How about this? I take a quick look at what's wrong with the engine and then I'll come in tomorrow to fix it up?"

Ishimaru blinked, "Wait, Emiya-san, would you really do something like that for a hooligan like him?"

Shirou gave a smile, "I suppose I just like helping people." Shirou looked at Ishimaru, "So where's Kirigiri?"

"Last I heard, she was...in the city," Ishimaru told him.

Shirou nodded, "Thank you both very much." He walked away as both Ishimaru and Oowada watched him leave.

"Something's up with that guy. He's nice though, won't lie."


The city near Hope's Peak was nice, despite nearly every resource that one would want existing on campus, there were times when some students wanted to relax or do something. It helped that the city's funds and taxes helped Hope's Peak Academy. To Shirou however, the city was just that, a city. He spent his whole life living Fuyuki and it was okay to him. Just...okay. It was likely that other people would see the city the same way. Now, if he were in a backwater town where everyone knew each other, that would be different, but this wasn't that kind of story.

"Now then, where is Kirigiri-san?" Shirou asked himself. Her lavender hair and pale skin color would be a good indicator of her presence. However… As Shirou kept rubbing his chin, he saw a familiar lavender strand of hair going into a corner.

There she is, Shirou went into a brisk walk, but not before ducking behind a trash can when he noticed some shadows appear. He was on the lookout for Kirigiri, but she wasn't present. His eyes darted left and right and as he was starting his look out… Shirou felt a sudden pull at his shoulder along with a gloved hand.

"What are you doing here?" Kirigiri asked him.

"...I was looking for you?" Shirou awkwardly smiled at Kirigiri, who, in response to this situation, let out a sigh.

"Emiya-san, do you know what's going on here? I was on the track of a drug dealer operating within this city. Nothing more, nothing less," Kirigiri gave him a deadpan stare, "Never mind about that. I'll get you to a safe place."

Shirou blinked, "I'm sorry? But, Kirigiri-san, are you sure you won't need any help?"

Kirigiri shook her head, "I won't. It's best for your sake that you get back to Hope's Peak safely." She looked at Shirou and then...noticed his eyes. It was strange, the first time she talked to him, he seemed to be average at best. Even more than that, Shirou Emiya's body structure was one of a "herbivore man." Shirou, to her, looked to be nice, gentle, etc.. However… In her time as a detective, Kirigiri, the eyes told all.

Shirou's eyes...were one of steel. They were different.

Kirigiri closed her eyes. Something was up with Shirou Emiya, the only remaining survivor of the Fuyuki Fire. She noted to herself that one of these days... she would solve one of the biggest mysteries right in front of her. But not today. Today, she had to get Shirou Emiya out of here.

"Emiy-"

"Did you guys hear that?" A person said.

Both Kirigiri and Shirou's eyes widened.

"...Oi, is somebody there?"

Shirou snuck in deeper into where Kirigiri hid herself. Kirigiri looked at his calm demeanor. HIs odd and strange demeanor. Again, his body figure was too different from what was going on with the situation.

"Is somebody listening in? I'm gonna chop your fingers off!" A gruff voice kept looking around. However, the two of them kept standing perfectly still.

"...Probably a cat or something," the other guy said, "Now come on, we gotta these things to our buyer. Weird how he remained anonymous…" The two of them seemed to walk away.

Shirou let out a sigh of relief as Kirigiri took a step out. She started to scan the scene and the truck driving off. It was blank… She frowned.

"...Um… Sorry about that," Shirou scratched the back of his neck.

Kirigiri shook her head, "No… I recognize the voices… It's strange, but I think it was after the Entrance Ceremony that I learned about it." She also walked to where the truck was, "Plus, the tire marks… I should be able to follow the marks myself."

Shirou blinked, "Hope's...Peak?" His eyes widened, "Wait, are you-"

"If Hope's Peak Academy is doing something illegal, it's up to me to clear it all out. The Headmaster doesn't know...and neither do you now," Kirigiri gave him a stern look. It wouldn't be proper... It wouldn't work. Shirou Emiya's corpse would be found down the river in all likelihood

"But… If something in Hope's Peak is going on… Shouldn't the students know?" He took a step forward, "Shouldn't-"

"...Hope's Peak is the most well-known school in Japan. I was on the hunt for a drug operation, but now it's gotten bigger. I'll see if there's a pattern myself," Kirigiri walked away, "Emiya-san, I-"

Shirou shook his head, "No. I won't let you do this by yourself."

Kirigiri took note of his eyes. Again, they were one of steel. Shirou Emiya wasn't going to budge, would he? She took a step forward to him and nodded.

"I understand Emiya-san… However…"

"I'll do it either way. You can't do it by yourself. I won't let you."

The two of them stood in the middle of the alleyway. The two of them were still looking at each other. Kirigiri knew that his eyes were now steel, she didn't know why, but they were still steel. Meanwhile, Shirou had seen Kirigiri for a girl who was in need. He was going to help her. It was just his nature.

Kirigiri sighed, "...Very well then. But know this, we won't talk to each other on campus then. Only in the city, in situations like these. I won't let you get hurt Emiya-san."

"Neither will I," Shirou told her.

The two of them nodded. Both Shirou and Kirigiri turned around...and walked the other way. They would find out the problems occurring in Hope's Peak Academy…


Shirou's way back...wasn't exactly the best thing that had ever happened to him. Shirou had tripped, fallen over and had somehow rolled down the hill going into Hope's Peak Academy. ...His talent was "Ultimate Luckster" right? So why in the world did these things happen to him? Even worse?

He was currently on top of a white-haired girl.

"...Um.. Hello?"


Monokuma Dojo

Agimat-AltoSax713: ...Please tell me what's going on here?

Monokuma: We were planning to execute you… For various reasons, but first of all… Why did you take so long to post a new chapter!?

Agimat-AltoSax713: I had school, okay? I was busy, Danganronpa 3 ended and… (scowls) Don't get me started on DRV3. To be honest, I'm tempted to do something about DRV3 in this fic… Probably get the character who were forced into this situation to do something else…

Monokuma: ...Huh, interesting.

Taiga: So… There's not going to be an execution?

Monokuma: Hm… How about this? Agimat! What's next on the list!?

Agimat-AltoSax713: Well, first all, Chiaki and Shirou will be written as knowing each other after this. I'll likely write a few chapters about it. We're...heading toward Despair Arc territory in the next few chapters too. (frowns) Though, I do want to announce that I want to have some stuff that will come into place. Also, some of the events here will deny some of the canon of the Danganronpa franchise. Major changes and stuff. Chiaki and "Naegi" meeting each other is one of them and… Well…

Taiga: Wait, wait, wait! Are they going to take down the Tragedy!?

Agimat-AltoSax713: Upupu~ I'm not sure myself~ Hopefully the next chapter won't take so long to write for you guys to find out! Oh and... Well, expect Fate/Trigger Happy Havoc IF to be updated with... Ideas that popped into my head. First of all? Well, why don't I give you guys a preview!


Instead, her Servant had crashed into furniture. Her furniture.

A few seconds had passed and her Servant sat up, scratching the back of his neck.

"Um... Hi there..." Her Servant had said. The first thing Rin noticed was his white hair along with a cowlick that had refused to go down, defying all laws of physics. Not only that, her Servant was clad in a red cloak on-top of what had appeared to be a business suit. His skin? Tan, but he was still smiling at Rin.

"...You're my Servant, right?" Rin asked the new body in the room.

Her Servant gave Rin a hope-filled smile, "I guess so. I'm the Servant Archer."


Monokuma: Wait... Is that Archer!? Why the heck is like that!?

Agimat: He's an Archer, but not Archer. Either way, tune in next time to both fics! See ya.