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Chapter 3: The Jabberwock Islands

Fujisaki put the finishing touches on his latest program. By implementing a combination of AI program and an animatronics program, he was able to make an ordinary stuffed animal move on its own. As he finished the test run, Saionji knocked on his door. "Fujisaki, guess what?," she said excitedly, "We're going on a field trip! The school was able to rent out the entire resort on Jabberwock Island for our class!" Pretty much everyone knew about the Jabberwock Islands, an archipelago that housed a massive resort, which included several hotels, a number of beaches, and an amusement park.

As the two of them headed out, another person managed to sneak into Fujisaki's room. Speaking into a cell phone, the person said, "It's as you said Master. He has completed it." 'Excellent,' said the person on the other line, 'Bring the prototype at once and we will make the necessary adjustments for our plans.' The mysterious person picked up the pure white teddie bear, still installed with the animatronic program, as well as the software needed to run it. "Only a matter of time before we can put this to use," he said with a grin.


The students started off their week-long field trip with a nice party inside the main lodge. Hanamura, off course, had agreed to take care of the food, including several tropical-based dishes such as Churrasco, a kebab-like dish, and a large meat on a bone. Pretty much everyone's jaw dropped at the site of Owari easily consuming the meat on a bone in almost a minute. "Well well," Hanamura said, "Someone has a healthy appetite. Perhaps your food cravings are what contributed to your enormous chest cannons." "Pretty much," Owari said nonchalantly. Pekoyama looked at her. "Are you even the least bit aware that he was being lewd?" Owari swallowed. "Sure I am. But I'm used to it."

"Hey Kirigiri," Maizono said, "I almost forget to ask. You said you came here specifically to find your father, the headmaster. What did you mean?" "Dost mine ears deceive me?," Celes said, "A conversation between you two that doesn't involve fighting over Naegi?" Kirigiri giggled. "Well, to tell the truth, my family comes from a long line of celebrated detectives. But in recent years we've kept our skills secret to avoid criminals learning from them. My father however... He never wanted to be a detective. So one day he just left. Next thing I hear he's the headmaster at a high school that only excepts the most elite students. So I bring my skills into the limelight so I would be scouted out."

"Yes, we know that last part," Celes said, "But you never elaborated on how things went with your father." Kirigiri smiled. "Well, I was surprised to find he still had a picture of me as a little girl playing airplane in his arms. There was a another thing mentioned, but since it concerns more private information I won't speak of it. I can only say it involves my full name." "Sounds like deep down, he missed you," Maizono said. Kirigiri nodded. "What about you and your idol band? I hear you've gone to some interesting lengths to stay on top."

"Only indirectly," Maizono said, "You see, I'm very protective of my friends. I won't let anything bad happen to them just because of some sleazebag manager who thinks he can get some naive teen girl in his bed. I can seem them coming a mile away." Celes gave an impressed whistle. "How can you manage that?" Maizono giggled. "I'm an esper. I can't really read too deeply into another person's mind, but I can pick up surface thoughts." "I'd say spiritual power is hogwash," Kirigiri said, "Except we have a true to life shaman who can perform actual divination. And there's also Tora."

"What about Tora?," Tsumiki said as she joined the conversation. "Tora told me himself," Kirigiri explained, "He has a blood relation to the famous Fey clan of spirit mediums through his mother, who was born into one of the branch families. He cannot perform channelings himself, but he can detect when a person is lying through a strange phenomenon called 'psyche-locks', which are spiritual locks people subconsciously create to hide their innermost secrets. His father can also do this, be he needs a special artifact. Tora can do it all on his own." Tsumiki looked over to her boyfriend in wonder.


The next day saw the gang hitting the amusement park. From seeing Kuzuryuu and Pekoyama emerge from the tunnel of love kissing, to actually hearing Owari scream like the girl she is while a roller coaster, the day was full of fun and amusement. "I actually got serious about cooking after my mother took ill," Hanamura told Ooshida as they watched Komaeda win game after game on the midway, "She's practically worked herself to exhaustion. I hope to get the ensured success that comes with going to this school so I can bring the Hanamura family restaurant back from the brink of ruin. I was a little worried about leaving mamma behind, but she said she would be alright."

Komaeda had moved alongside Kuwata at the milk bottle game. Kuwata threw a severe fastball worthy of a "Super High School Level All Star" and succeeded in knocking down all the bottles. Komaeda took his turn, throwing a shot that a little wide. "Dude that'll never make it," Kuwata said. Komaeda smiled. "Wait for it..." Sure enough, even his wide shot was able to knock all the milk bottles down. "I'd make a remark about how that was just luck," Kuwata said, "Except knowing you, it probably was." Meanwhile Nanami and Koizumi were engrossed in a mystery game that was featured in the arcade.

"This reminds of an incident that happened in school a few months ago," Koizumi said, "But with different events. For example unlike the girl in the game, I really did turn in the evidence that was contained in those photos. Satou claimed she had killed Kuzuryuu's sister because she was bullying me, but I knew that wasn't true." "I wish I'da caught her first," Kuzuryuu said as he came into the arcade, having overheard them, "I'd have cracked her across the knees. Or worse. No one messes with my family." Kuzuryuu had been very close to his sister, who was the one who ultimately pushed him to pursue a relationship with Pekoyama.


One of the more prominent features on the islands was a large resort hotel with funhouse-like qualities. While here, Tora noticed Hagakure acting nervous around Kuzuryuu. "You didn't call him the 'B' word did you?," Tora asked. "If he had he wouldn't be conscious," Kuzuryuu replied, "I just realized where I had seen him before. About four years ago one of Hagakure's fortunes didn't go over well with another Yakuza family. I heard he'd been in hiding for three years before they finally took down the contract on his head." "Which explains why you're older than the rest of us," Tora said, "But why the nervousness?" "Well," Hagakure said, "It's just that I get the heebie-jeebies near anyone tied to the mob." That caused Tora to laugh, with Kuzuryuu soon following.


On their final night the gang played an interesting game called Dangan Ronpa, or Bullet Refutation. The headmaster had created it based on some interesting notes he had found in one of the classrooms prior to the field trip. The mock class trial took place in a special room constructed in the mountain of the center island. Basically, the students would all play judge, jury, witness, and defendant at the same time. First, a victim would be called out, who would then have to leave the game then and there. Then the other students would try to find out who "killed" said victim. If they got it right, the "murderer" would be "arrested" and have to leave the game and the other students would move on to the next round. If they failed, the game would end then and there.

There were various minigames associated with this, such as the Non-Stop Debate, where the students would discuss a topic until someone found an inconsistency or contradiction with the evidence, or "ammunition", provided. However they would be on the clock so if they took too long they would fail then and there. Then there was the Epiphany Anagram, where a random student other than the "murderer" would be chosen to solve an anagram containing a keyword that could help them move forward in the case. There was also Machinegun Talk Battle, where any student, even the "murderer" could go one-on-one with another student trying to prove a point or make an accusation.

The two opponents would try and fling counter-arguments in a rhythm-style played using the buttons on their pedestal. Whoever was able to reduce his or her opponent's Influence Guage to zero would win the debate, though the person making the accusation would first need to present a key piece of "ammunition" to finish the game first. The most exciting part was the Climax Logic, where the student other than the "murderer" who had scored the most points during the trial would be selected to put it all together in manga format. Each trial had it's own twists and turns. The first case had Kuwata wind up accidentally knifing Maizono when she tried to attack him. The second had Oowada braining Fujisaki over the head with a dumbbell.

The third had Celes orchestrate a complex plot where she would trick Yamada into killing Ishimaru with a hammer, then betray Yamada and kill him in the same manner. The fourth had Oogami commit suicide after ingesting poison. The fifth had Enoshima kill Ikusaba by striking her with multiple spears in a death trap. The sixth had Hanamura accidentally stab Togami when he was really aiming for Komaeda. The seventh had Pekoyama kill Koizumi with a baseball bat. The eight had Tsumiki strangle Mioda, then slash Saionji's throat when she became a witness. The ninth had Tanaka rig it so that Nidai would fall to his death from four stories up. The tenth had Komaeda rig a complex plan that would make Nanami kill him by accident due to a fast-acting poison.

For the most part, it was Tora and Naegi who tended to lead the trials to a successful conclusion. Maybe it was the fact that their friends were not truly dead, but rather sitting in the spectators' gallery, but the atmosphere wasn't as somber as a real class trial would have been. In fact, it was rather enjoyable. The fast paced action and constant rebuttals made the trials go by in minutes, and Tora was sure that at one point he had broken his father's record for fastest trial.


Back at Hope's Peak Academy, the two mysterious students were talking again. "I know you're worried about losing the notes, but it matters little. They cannot possibly guess the reality behind them. You can even take advantage of this minor oversight to plant suggestions into their heads and reinforce the plan." "I honestly hadn't considered that. Regardless, their timing is a little late. Events are already in motion. Once we set off the Dead Man's Trigger we set up, our plans will begin. Your dream of spreading complete and utter despair to the world will become reality. And I will also have my dream of becoming a master of the mind."

To be continued...

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