53 Lies and Counting.
Chapter 8: The Liar and the Pig and the one in between. Part 2.
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A new discovery? Interesting things pop up and Rantaro makes the mistake of hanging out with Miu (and Kokichi!). But then-
He doesn't actually hang out with Kokichi.
Sad times man.
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"Hey, Shuichi?"
"Ah, yes Kaede?"
Shuichi looked up from his leather-bound book, which was titled in a fancy font, 'So Linger's the Ocean', only to be greeted by Kaede close up to his face. He looked away, flustered and uncomfortable at her closeness and lowered the hood of his cap over his eyes so he wouldn't make direct eye contact.
Kaede smiled sadly, clearly wanted to see Shuichi's face, but pushed herself away to give his personal space back. "I never realized you liked romance novels."
"O-Oh?" Shuichi's cheeks adopted a faint dusting of pink. "I don't read them much... I typically prefer-"
"Murder mystery novels?"
"Y-Yes." Made sense for a detective she supposed. "However I figured it wasn't the best time due to... Our imprisonment here."
"That makes sense. But at least you have good taste in romance novels. Apparently, this one is done by the legendary Toko Fukawa she was an Ultim-"
Suddenly. She was silent, startling Shuichi when she made a pained noise and held her head as if she was coming up with a migraine. Shuichi, worried for his friend, put the book down and "Hey, Kaede?"
"Mffmm..." Kaede let out a pained chuckle, clearly trying to not make the other worried. "I'm fine. I just had a small headache, that's all."
"Would you like for me to get you some water?"
"I think I'm..." She paused. "Actually, would you? My throat feels dry."
"Alright then, I'll be right back."
"Thank you, Shuichi." Kaede smiled.
Shuichi nervously smiled back, heading out from the Library door quickly leaving Kaede to her lonesome. Kaede, assuring herself that Shuichi was gone, went towards the desk he was sitting at and picked up the romance novel. She eyed the book with suspicion, there was something off.
"...Toko F- Nghh?!"
She dropped the book, clutching her head in pain once more as her headache came once more, quickly numbing out and fading away.
"Wh- What on earth?"
Beep!
New rules have been added to the Academy Ruling List.
#17: Major destruction of Academy Property that is not involved in murder is no longer allowed, those who do will be punished.
#18: The blackened can only murder up to two fellow students, any higher than the limit than the blackened will be automatically executed.
"Well, guess the plan of destroying the place isn't happening."
He almost wanted to laugh to himself. Destroying the academy from the inside actually sounded like a good idea since the Exisals were destroyed, however, the spears would just destroy any hope of destroying the academy from the inside. Explosions would definitely have been a good idea.
'Crud, what about Monocoin collecting?!'
"Bah, what did Kaito think he could use when destroying the damn place? His fists?!"
"...I think he was, to be honest."
"God, does he think he's one of those 'manly men' who think their muscles are the key to solving everything?"
"I'm not entirely if that's correct, but maybe?"
Right now both Miu and Rantaro were heading towards Miu's lab. After a hushed conversation between the two, they both finally agreed to keep what they saw in the toilets a secret, for now at least.
"Hey, green pubes, why do you want to keep the passageway a secret?"
"Personally, I thought that it would have been a good idea to tell everyone, however, if there is someone here who's in cahoots with Monokuma they could just get everyone killed."
"In cahoots? What, is someone a traitor or something?"
"I don't know-"
A lie.
"-But I don't want to run the risk of getting people killed. We have no idea who our kidnappers even are or what they did to kidnap us in the first place. They might have a mole to keep an eye on us. Of course, this is a theory but, I don't want to risk anything."
"I see, I see..."
And that was that. Thankfully Miu didn't push the subject and had switched the conversation.
Rantaro was thankful for that.
He wasn't thankful of a certain... 'Joke', that was aimed towards him after she switched topic, however.
"..."
It was such an untasteful and vile joke, he didn't even properly recall what Miu even said, something about being a 'mommy's boy' (which he knew wasn't a good sign). But since she looked like she was about to shit herself when she saw his face, so it might have hit too close to home.
"I-I'm sorry! I won't make those jokes again!"
"Miu, if you want to keep a friend usually insulting them isn't the best way to go. And if you make that joke about me again-"
"I know I know! I won't insult you!"
'...Bitch.'
Yeah. How kind he was.
So the conversation was switched again as they began to pass by the Shrine of Judgement, and as they began to have a deeper look at the rules, Rantaro had noticed something was happening near the destroyed shrine.
A bunch of people were arguing with each other. Actually, when he took a closer look-
It was the Monokubs! And Monophanie was violently shaking poor Monotaro back and forwards as if she was trying to knock him out of something. Monosuke looked like he was trying to calm her down while Monokid was looking at them oddly quiet. Monodam was also just staring at them quietly, but he was a few feet away from them and just looked flat out nervous.
So the usual then.
"H-Hey!" Rantaro yelled. "Get your filthy hands off my kid!"
The four cubs jumped backwards in surprise as Rantaro ran towards them and swiped Monotaro from the pink bear's grasp, causing Monotaro to cheer in delight and snuggled up to his new father. "Hey, sweetie. How are you?"
"Mhhmhh! I'm fine, father." Monotaro had a wide smile on his face. "Everyone dragged me out of our room and I didn't want to go with them, I swear. I'm sorry for not staying..."
"Hey, it's fine. It wasn't your fault."
Monophanie was not having it.
"Your kid?" She repeated with a vile disgusted tone that was adopted into her voice. "Your kid!? How dare you, how dare you think you can separate us from each other?! Who do you think you are?!"
"Who am I? I'm a damn teenager that just wants to fucking go home, that's what!" Rantaro hissed. "Who do you think you are thinking you can force us into killing each other for your sick amusement?!"
"Bears who are much more important than you will ever be!"
"Monophanie!" Monosuke yelled. "You gotta calm down, ya'll get more wrinkles on ya pretty face and damage ya throat."
"But Monotaro is being controlled!" Monophanie was on the verge of sobbing. "I just want to help him! I'll kill the bastard if it means I can save Monotaro!"
"But ya can't, the rules-"
"State that father cannot harm or be harmed by the students. The rules say nothing about us!"
"But think about it this way~ Ma cherie~" Monokid hiccuped quite clearly drunk and his voice sounding like a Disney princess. "Daddyo will get real mad~ Yeah he will~ He will punish us and get real mad, oh yeah yeah~"
'Damn that's a good singing voice.'
"I know he will, but-"
"But nothing," Monosuke said with his tone final. "We're sorry for botherin' you. We oughta get going before pops figures out the trouble we've been causing."
"...WE-ARE-SORRY."
"Hear the lonely prayer~ Ringing through the land of rain~" Monokid continued to sing. "Yeah~ The world will be encased in~ A sea to trap the sinners~ A land of undeath, frost and blood~ Lies beyond the distant lies~."
"..."
"So long, bear well~"
They left, leaving only Monodam and Monotaro behind, the later only snuggled in closer into his father's chest. Rantaro couldn't help himself from scratching behind his ear, which Monotaro responded with a delighted noise and urged him to continue.
Monodam stared at him for a moment, almost hesitating something before disappearing himself.
"Fucking wankstains..."
He's letting his inner Brit out.
"How interesting," Miu muttered to herself, going up to Monotaro and fussing his head gently. "I heard about this, how Monotaro thinks your his dad?"
"I don't really know why either, it might have to do with the fact that I crushed him by accident when I fell out from the locker."
"Hit him on the head?"
"Hit him everywhere. He's pretty sturdy."
"I see, I see." Miu nodded to herself. "Bring him over to my lab, maybe I can figure out how to get information from him if he has a memory chip of sorts."
"Alrighty then. Ready Monotaro? We're having a mini trip!"
"Yay! Mini trip! Mini trip!"
And thus they continued to Miu's research lab.
'Miu's lab is... Awfully scary.'
It looked exactly as it did in the game, and that was the problem. There was absolutely no need for giant saws, chainsaws, giant syringes, and the bloody drills were bigger than his body unless Miu was building a giant mech Gundam style or she was creating some freakish chimera. There were vials and beakers filled with liquids, mostly bright neon coloured liquids mixed with some darker coloured ones.
There was also that table in the centre, you know, the one that looks like a fucking operation table? Yeah, that one. He wasn't sure if they were in the original game, but the table had cuffs on there to hold people down. It looked like a mad scientists lair. And Monotaro sat ever so happily on the table like he was going to Disney land.
'Hopefully, she doesn't think to use it on anyone in the future. Now that I think about it, I never got that table back home fixed did I? Oh well.'
That was the least of his worries.
"So..." Miu began, walking to the opposite end of the room. "The things you ordered..."
"You couldn't do them?"
"Oh no, I can do them. It's just that I don't have the time to do them all with the lack of things I need. However, I did at least get these done, don't worry, I'm pretty sure their the size of the average dude's testicles."
She tossed him what looked like a pink capsule at first, however when Rantaro went to take a closer inspection he realised what they were.
It was the EMP grenades that Miu had made, pink grenades with a picture of a mouse mascot stuck to the sides. The same ones that were shown in chapter 5 by Kokichi who had said that she was making these and the hammers to combat Monokuma.
"These are the EMP's?"
"Yep. I never got any of the weapons completed due to the lack of resources. I did try and go into the warehouse to get some nit bits but..." She looked at the grenades in his hands in thought. "Why do you need them again?"
"Umm... It's apart of a plan to destroy the Monomono Machine, to destroy Kaede's hopes and dreams?"
"...So it's for the Monokuma freak. All right then."
'Nailed it!'
"So, what was that about the Warehouse?
"Oh yeah, well. I did TRY. Tsundere baby Maki stopped me from heading any further from passing out from the smell. It smells like complete ass in there. Are you used- I mean, have you smelled such terrible shit before?"
"Like I said. Sulphur smells like absolute crud."
"Hey green pubes, there was so much more than sulphur there. It smelt like there was a freaking corpse disposal, it was so... Shitty!" The mere thought even made her gag. "How could you tell what's in there?"
"I have a sensitive nose." He shrugged. "I remember that we moved around a bit back home, one of the places was next to a suicide spot and some horrid bog. It was so bloody unbearable I couldn't even go outside without throwing up."
"Sounds like absolute crap if you ask me..." She looked up at him. "Are you British?"
"Eh?"
"O-Oh. It sounds like you're using British slang sometimes, right? And sometimes you have an accent that pops up when you sound stressed."
She sounded so interested when she said that.
'Now that I think about it... Can you really hear British accents when speaking Japanese? And why does everything translate into English for me? Would my slang sound strange in Japanese? Am I possibly overthinking this? I hid my accent because of my speaking speed, maybe I can speak normally?'
"Yeah, I am actually."
"I was just curious, No-tits-Kaede said you lived in England for most of your life right?" He nodded. How does she know that? Did Kaede really tell her? "Hmm... I never met a Brit before-"
'Omigosh she said Brit, the madwoman!'
"-And since I am one of the most famous people on planet Earth, that's saying a lot."
'Oh god, I am gonna regret this...'
...Against his better part if his brain, he let his accent out.
"Oh, w-well. You... Gotta problem with that love?"
God, did he just say that? He really fucking did, didn't he? 'God that sounded so forced! That's like... Fuckin' stereotypical British, like a Brummie!'
Miu cackled. Clearly, she was loving this.
"Oh my god! You sound so adorable pubes!" Miu cooed, much to the embarrassment of Rantaro. His accent was not adorable! "You should let your accent out more often, it'll be unfair to the world if no one hears what you truly sound like!"
"...I sound unprofessional when I speak normally." Rantaro turned away hoping to any God, even Atua, that Miu wouldn't see his red face "I use a lot of slang so no one would understand what I'm even saying most of the time. Plus, I talk faster than a mouse on crack as well."
He was used to talking like a human that wasn't a mouse on crack. He purposely made sure the accent didn't stand out here because of that reason, also Rantaro Amami was not even British. Tsumugi would be on his ass in an instant before he would even realise it.
Miu mouthed the words 'mouse on crack' with an amused look on his face. "Well, that just ain't fair." Miu pouted. "Oh well... Hey, green pu- Rantaro, can you do me a big favour as well? As a friend anyway?"
"Sure. What is it, Miu?"
"Uh, well..." Miu began, slowly starting to stutter. She twiddled her fingers together nervously before continuing. "Would you... Hang out withmetoday?"
"Excuse me?"
"You fuckin' heard me!" Miu yelled quite clearly irritated from repeating herself. "I want to hang out with your gay ass, dammit!"
"Oh-"
"Shit- I didn't mean to insult- Fuck, please forgive me- Please don't-"
"-Yeah that's fine. I was supposed to hang out with Kokichi but I think he's a tad busy right now."
"-Leave me." Silence, for a brief moment. "Fuck, wait, seriously?"
"Yeah. So you wanna show me your inventions or do you wanna chat..."
"HELL YES! I WANT TO HEAR YOUR ACCENT MORE TOO, SO KEEP IT UP!"
Miu's loud voice assaulted his poor ears.
All he felt was weak pain in his brain-
Mixed in with a teaspoon of regret everywhere else.
'De-fucking-licious.'
Free Time Event: Start!
So Rantaro and Miu spent the next hour messing about in her lab, with Miu showing off her inventions and nearly sawing Rantaro's hand off all while Monotaro was taking a peaceful nap. Overall it was a pretty good time and Rantaro found out what was in the vials.
It was something he had no intention of saying to keep everyone innocent.
'Well, I had a good time, even if I nearly turned into Nagito by the end.'
"So, Miu. What do you feel like talking about?"
"Hmm, nothing much, how about you?"
'Oh no, they were not having a conversation about me again when it's supposed to be about her.'
"Same."
"Oh."
"Yeah," Rantaro continued somewhat awkwardly. "Did anything interesting happen before you were kidnapped and sent here?
Miu was silent for a moment, messing with the controls of one of the drills in the meantime. She closed one of the open panels of the drill and walked up to him. Cautious, Rantaro took a step back, but was quickly intercepted by Miu and-
Gently rubbed her hand against the top of his head.
'Hu...H?'
It was comfortable, despite her hands being gloved and clammy, her skin was surprisingly smooth. He felt her fingers through each strand of his hairs almost like she was weaving a needle through cloth. She kept stroking him gently, and suddenly Rantaro couldn't help himself and pushed his head further into her hand, letting out a strange purring noise.
"Dude, what the fuck?" Miu looked confused, taking away her hand which to the despair of Rantaro. "You like being pet like that?"
Rantaro's face suddenly felt warm, he could practically feel the blood starting to flood his cheeks. 'Shit didn't mean to lose myself like that, crap.' Would he be able to salvage this? "Didn't you act weird when I stroked you as well?"
"Well, duh! You have really firm hands, honestly with fingers like those I'm not surprised that a twerp like Kokichi stuck around with scissoring techni-"
"Oh my god! I swear to fucking god-"
"Heeeeeeeeee!"
Miu let out a frightened scream, holding her arms above her heads as if to defend herself. It didn't take very long for Rantaro to realise she was trying to avoid getting potentially hit, it triggered in his mind that this was quite obviously an abuse mechanism, he immediately fixed his body language to be much more submissive and none aggressive and quietly called out to her, "Miu? I'm sorry for yelling. Please, look at me?"
She let out a pathetic and scarred whimper before letting her shaking arms apart to look at him.
"It's alright." Rantaro sat down on the table next to Monotaro who was in blissful slumber and quietly snoring and mumbling, 'I love you, daddy,' in his sleep. "Take a deep breath, deep breaths now alright?"
"I-I don't- I don't-"
"Breath with me?" Rantaro quietly ordered. "One, two, three, inhale-" Miu took a few seconds to inhale, still clearly panicked, "One, two, three, exhale-"
They both continued like this for the next few minutes, Rantaro guiding Miu as best he could with breathing in a clear pace, and slowly, Miu had begun to finally calm down. She was still shuddering quite a bit, still obviously frightened, but she was doing much better.
"You alright?"
"I thi- I think so." Miu began to breathe in again. "Yeah."
"You need a few seconds to cope? Would you like to take a few minutes alone?"
Miu stared at her hands almost as in a trance, unblinking. 'She must have been quite out of it,' Rantaro thought sympathetically. 'It reminds me of back then, back when I was but a small ch-'
...
'A small... Child?'
...
He couldn't remember. Why can't he remember-
"...I ended up unintentionally creating the 'Fuck-A-Bot' sex bot franchise while making those shitty eyedrop glasses."
...What?
Okay, it was nice to know that Miu was a bit better to continue the conversation. She was quite clearly upset and unnerved and Rantaro had planned to go get her a snack or a hot drink to help calm her down and collect her thoughts.
But-
"...What?"
Okay, he had to hear this. How does one accidentally create a franchise of fuckable robots while making eyedrop glasses?
Miu suddenly let out a boisterous laugh, wiping the tears and snot off her face, which quickly turned in a nervous chuckle. "It's an interesting story only for the smartest of people like me- and you of course!" She coughed to clear her throat, as well as obviously trying to divert from her mistake. "You see, back like, a year ago? I was going around Japan and landed in a shit stain of a company in Kyoto that developed glasses, eye drops, all of the neat stuff for those with shitty eyes."
"Okay then."
Good thing he never needed glasses.
'Unlike the others... Others? Why is my memory-"
"SO!" Miu continued loudly, snapping him from his thoughts. "I decided to help them out with my newer, still in development inventions."
"And you volunteered?"
"Eh, more like I was a temporary employee, plus they paid me like, 10 million in advance?"
"Excuse me?!"
"Well... When I say 'shit stain of a company' I meant one of the leading market chains and facilities regarding those with shit sight in Japan, third in all of Asia." Miu corrected herself, a massive grin on her face. "I certainly upped their legacy through with my new sex bots though! Anyway," Miu continued with the story. "I decided to experiment with these WIP inventions and with some help, I was able to help produce a type of eyedrop, you remember those shitty eyedrop contact lenses that I mentioned before? Those were actually the original successful prototypes!"
"Woah, that sounds amazing Miu! How did you make them?"
"Hey, I can't be giving out information like that to potential rivals!"
Rantaro smiled, albeit with disappointment. "Aw... Alright then, master's secret, I understand." He paused for a moment, waiting for Miu to continue. "So... The sex bots?"
"What about them?"
"Weren't you going to tell me how you made them?"
"Oh yeah, tell you what dip- I mean... If you promise to see me again, I can tell you, okay?"
'...Damn it, the secret of the sexbot is still locked away.'
"Okay then, I was gonna plan on seeing you again anyway..." Rantaro stated.
"Oh! Yeah, wait there a sec! I wanna show you something that will get you really tingly~" Miu giggled. "Wait here!" And immediately went to the back of the room.
The room was silent for a minute, with the exception of Rantaro tapping the floors gently with his feet in a rhythm and Miu rummaging through some beakers and vials, for some reason shaking her behind like a bumblebee on crack, before yelling 'Eureka!' and rushed back to Rantaro.
Miu held up a strange device. It was a grey colour, circular in shape with four metal, V-shaped protrusions on its sides. Other than that there was nothing else notable about the device.
"What's this?"
"Alright, I want you to turn around, back facing to me."
He suddenly stared at the device suspiciously. 'What is she gonna do with it? Must be something bad if it's Miu.' "Alright then..."
Miu grinned with excitement, jumping up and down on her toes. "This will sting for a second, but it shouldn't hurt too bad!"
"What-"
She suddenly slapped the device onto his back, making him jolt from the sudden force and winced in pain as the metal stabbed into his back. However after a second, the machine let out a slightly loud 'beep', and before Rantaro even knew it-
"Oh... Oh!"
'This feels good!'
The machine was vibrating, it was doing some weird vibration to his muscles which were causing them to loosen up. Before he knew it, ten seconds later he had completely collapsed onto the floor like a sack of sad potatoes, vibrating ever so slightly and letting out happy sighs. He never felt so relaxed before, was it what it felt like to have loose muscles? The stimulation was amazing!
"Umm... Pubes?" Miu called out wearily, slightly amused from the sight but worried about the results. "Are you alright?"
"Hah~"
"Man. Didn't think you would nut from it..." Miu muttered to herself. "It's supposed to help reduce stress in the muscles and help with my 'Work While You Sleep' products, to produce more workable bodies and the like. You... Are the first person to act like they discovered they like anal for the first time. Is it that good?"
"Mhhh-hmmm!"
Beep!
You obtained a Friendship Fragment!
Miu Iruma fragments, 2/6.
"I'll have to write down these notes for later. Seems like you really enjoy the company of a vibrator, haha!"
"Hah! It feels... Gooooood~"
This was going nowhere, it looked like Rantaro was seconds from melting into a puddle.
"I-I see. I'll remove the-"
"NO! Just a few minutes longer please!"
"Pubes! If it stays on you will never recover, I like voyeurism as much as the next chick, but not in my lab when I'm working on shit!"
Rantaro couldn't help but pout alone in his room.
It had been a few hours since Miu had taken off the device, a muscle relaxant which hasn't been named yet, and Rantaro still couldn't entirely get off his bed without assistance. Apparently, there had been a few after-effects of the device, one of these was complete body numbness (thankfully not paralysis) so he was comparable to a mass of floppy flesh on his bed right now.
He couldn't help it, it felt really good.
'Maybe Miu can give me the finished relaxant...'
Poor girl had to carry him to his room, a difficult task cause she didn't have much strength. Eventually, she just gave up when she was trying to open his door, and just left him outside his room. He was able to get back inside though thanks to his keys and with what little muscle strength he had left and flopped on his bed and passed out for an hour from tiredness.
And apparently Miu kidnapped his child to perform experiments.
Great, his first child and he's already lost him.
He looked over to his desk, eyeing the EMP grenades on his desk quietly then eyed his door suspiciously. There was a small note that had been slid under his door in his sleep, and his muscles were still mushy to the point where he couldn't move. He was tempted to try again, but his bed was too comfy and he really didn't want to move another inch cause his bones felt like glass, plus he might accidentally break his foot and-
'Alright me, alright enough with the excuses.' Rantaro told himself mentally. 'You gotta get up.'
'No,' Another part of Rantaro huffed. 'Sleep. Comfy.'
'Rest.'
'No!' The original groaned and lifted his body up. 'Note!'
As you can see, another side effect of the relaxant was that Rantaro went a bit looney in the head and was now arguing with himself.
With a half-assed push, Rantaro was able to roll off the bed with a quiet 'thud' before crawling over to his door and painfully slow as possible. After a full minute of crawling, he was able to reach for the note and picked it up, and started to read the contents.
Rantaro.
Sorry, I have to cut our plans. Something came up that's caught my interest.
Kokichi.
PS: Miu left you a key which I took for safe keeping. It wouldn't fit under the door. :p
"Aw man."
Guess he had to bother Kokichi at a later date then if he wanted that mystery key.
"Maybe just an omelette tonight..."
The lingering sensation was still on his head, which made him shudder every so often as he looked through the fridge, which thankfully contained no half frozen mages or anything else that was particularly unusual.
He couldn't help but rub the spot where Miu had pet him, trying his best to ignore the affectionate rumble that tried to escape his throat. He was like a goddamn cat whenever someone would touch him like that, flicking the nonexistent switch on the top of his head which made him so tame and docile, and it had annoyed him to no end.
But...
It just felt so nice. He couldn't help himself.
It reminded him of... That.
"Meh, can't be bothered, I'll just have an apple or something again."
The one thing he couldn't remember. What was it?
What was it? What was it? What was it?
"Bah, I'll just have an apple or something," Rantaro huffed as he took out an apple from one of the baskets on the kitchen tables. "I can cook something extravagant tomorrow instead-"
"Heehee!"
A feminine giggle that came from the doorway of the kitchen made Rantaro let out a weary sigh, clearly too tired to deal with anything else tonight.
"Yes 'Heehee' indeed Kokichi. I'll come out in a- Wait."
That wasn't Kokichi, he didn't think his laughs could sound so feminine and that didn't sound like anyone here. He turned towards the exit, expecting someone putting out a higher pitch voice.
Except it wasn't.
It was a person he hasn't seen before, a person with their face hidden behind a plain white mask with a gold mark on its front. He couldn't tell what their gender was as their body was covered in a red robe with gold trimmings and most of their head covered by the hood of the robe, a few locks of black hair were visible, however. That was all he could see.
The first thought that came to his head, 'Wow, that's a really nice looking cloak, that must be really expensive.'
Then the second thought was, 'Wait, who the hell is this?'
They both stared at each other for a moment, with no one saying anything. Rantaro stayed still but he was very much prepared to reach for the nearest weapon if this person did something fishy. However, the closest thing he had was the apple he had in his hand.
"Hello, Ran!" The person said, and judging by their feminine voice Rantaro had to guess this was a woman. "How are you?"
He didn't answer back, which caused the girl to tilt her head. "How rude, didn't your mother ever teach you proper manners?" She coughed. "Oh, sorry, you never had a mother- Didn't Casca ever teach you proper manners?"
...Huh? Casca? Why did-
Oh...
And all of a sudden something in his head just clicked, and before he knew it he felt his brain suddenly become consumed by walls of new and alien information. However it wasn't as painful or shocking as the first time, it felt like it was nothing more than a small jolt.
Casca.
Caaaaaaaaassca.
'Oh fuck what? What on- What?'
"H-How do you- Who am... Whoooo am I?"
"Hush now sweet cheeks." The girl put her index finger up to wear her lips should be. "The Mistress is talking. And she wants you to follow her."
"What?"
Who on earth was she?
What did he do? Why did he-
The girl giggled, however, this time felt forced and annoyed. "Follow me Ran." She began to slowly walk out. "Come on, chop chop! Your brain hasn't regressed that much just yet!"
"I-I'm sorry, who are yooooou?"
His mouth... Why did his jaw feel so dead?
The girl didn't respond, she instead just walked up to him with a playful hop in each of her steps, Rantaro slowly being pushed against the fridge as she got close enough to force her masked face up his own. "Come on! I want to show you something! Do you want to get out?"
'...What on Earth?'
He should be freaking out about this, why wasn't he properly freaking out about this? He just felt relaxed, calm. Who the fuck was this person?
"Who-"
"Oh? Did something click? Did you remember something?" She asked. "Guess I'll have to fix that in a minute."
The girl put her index finger onto his lips, silencing him and seeming accidentally sticking her fingers on his tongue which she quickly removed. Her fingers had a strange taste, Rantaro had noticed. It was sweet, but had an almost medicinal taste to it, almost like paracetamol. But there was something else, a taste he couldn't put his finger on. It was something powdery.
The woman pressed against his lips harder and just looked at him completely for a solid ten seconds, and for all of those 10 seconds Rantaro could feel an empty pit from within the depths of his stomach. He felt like he should be panicking, he WANTED to panic, he WANTED to push her away and defend himself, to push her away.
However, all he felt was strange tranquillity and calmness, a type that tried to force his muscles to relax, a type that tried to force him down on the ground. A contrast to his heart, which hammered in his chest like a bell that blocked out all outside noise.
What was going on?
His body felt heavy, his legs were weakening, his throat felt numb and the strange orb on his belly felt warm.
"Shhh... It's alright now." The girl cooed. Rantaro wobbled on his legs, his balance suddenly became poor and his grip on reality weakened. He resisted, however, he couldn't stop himself from falling forward and collapsing onto the girl, who reacted in time and managed to catch him before he met the floor, or downed her even. He could feel his brain slowly shutting down.
He couldn't feel a thing.
He couldn't see a thing.
He could see only a slowly darkening landscape.
"It will all be over soon, I can promise you that much."
The girl reached into her cloak, pulling out something purple and shaped like a flashlight yet at the same time it wasn't. It looked familiar, it looked an awful lot like a flashback-
'Wait... That's-'
The world around him twisted and warped. His brain began to freeze up not only from the information that was currently assaulting his brain like a tsunami but the old information that began-
Began. Began?
Began began began began beganbeganbeganbeganbeganbegan? Beeeeegan?
And then everything went black.
His head hurt.
It wasn't a surprise. When was the last time he woke up from an event which knocked him out without a painful headache? Never. 'Does that apply to everyone?' Rantaro thought in his heavy and pain-ridden mind, still groggy from the silence and darkness. It would make sense. It was stupid of him to think so. And now that he thought of it, he was passing out quite a lot recently wasn't he?
First, it was the very beginning of when he first arrived at the academy, then it was when his belly had been struck by severe pains that made him pass out...
Was that it? He thought it was.
Where was he anyway?
With a pained wince, he slowly opened his eyes. At first, he was greeted by a blurry haze, and just as his vision became clearer his other senses became active as well.
He heard a quiet electrical hum, suddenly silenced by a loud noise akin to something moving a heavy object across the floor and a rumble before it stopped and the humming was the only noise left once again.
He felt cold concrete, and some wet moss under his fingers.
'Is this... The library?'
He could smell the familiar scent of musty old books, something he familiarized himself when he and Kaede started to destroy the library together. But there was something else, something else that started to raise red flags in his head, something metallic, sour and rancid.
Blood.
It was nearby and quite strong, so strong when he breathed in more of the scent he started to gag. It smelt so sour and foul! He's never smelt blood this bad before, where on earth was it coming from?
His eyes were eventually greeted by the library ceilings coated in shadow, barely illuminated by the small handful of lights attached to the walls after a long period of questionable haze. It felt like everything was in high definition as everything suddenly looked so crisp and clear, despite the darkness he could see silver strands of webbing and little clouds of dust swarming around the lights, as well the metal pipes and books further ahead ever so clearly.
And there was something resting on top of his forehead, causing him to lazily reach for it and grabbed it sloppily.
'..? Is this a swipe card?'
It was a grey card with a red line. The letters 'FFRAC' written on one side in bolden black. He was confused, what was this for and where did it come from?
At first, he attempted to stand up, a loud hiss and whimper escaped his lips as his legs quickly gave up and caused him to tumble to the floor like a sack of potatoes. He attempted again, this time moving onto his side and slowly began to push himself-
Blue.
Rantaro looked at his hand, an expression of numb surprise and confusion was evident when he noticed strands of large and short blueish coloured hair clutched in his hand. He looked at the strands still dazed, rubbing the strands between his fingers absentmindedly quietly noting its captivating softness.
What was he looking at?
Was this blue fur?
Why was there blue... Hair... Pink?
His eyes fell on something, or rather someone he didn't acknowledge at first due to his disorientation. It was something rather boring and non-descriptive if he had to be perfectly honest, just a lump of blue flesh. He was surprised he never even noticed it.
And, to be even more honest, if he didn't know any better that lump looked kinda like a dead bod-
'...Oh.'
Suddenly red sirens blared in his eardrums and a had to hold back his scream when his brain finally registered what he was looking at, what the neon pink that was splattered across the floor was.
It was Tsumugi, laying on the floor with a small puddle of pink blood forming under her head.
"T-Ts-Tsumugi?"
What... What was he looking at?
Why was Tsumugi lying on the ground?
"He- Hey." Rantaro choked out, desperately trying to pick himself up.
Was she sleeping? If so what a strange place to sleep.
Why was she bleeding, she should have been fine right?
She is the Mastermind, right?
('Why should he care if she died,' Rantaro thought in the deepest part of his mind, 'She was the Mastermind, was she not? And terrible people don't deserve love. Only you.')
His legs trembled again, giving out once more as he tried to take a small step towards the body, this time collapsing at the second step, however, was able to fall right next to her nearly crushing her arm in the process.
"Shit- Shit Tsumugi-" Rantaro checked for a pulse on her neck and wrist, his body becoming impossibly cold, much more than before when he felt nothing. He lifted her head as gently as he could and rested her head onto his lap. "What happened- happened?"
No pulse, no signs of breathing, nothing.
There was blood sticking to the back of her head, where Rantaro guessed where her wound would be and so began to check that area with his fingers so he could determine what had killed her, and maybe how they killed her if they were lucky.
'Who killed her?'
So, he continued to feel around, his cheeks warm with tears and his eyes burning.
'Why am I crying so much? Stupid girl.' He cursed himself. 'Stupid empathetic thrash.'
He paused his fumbling, frowning at what he felt. All he felt was a bruise. There were no signs of cuts or anything particularly nasty that would cause bleeding like this, the worst he felt was a purple and yellow bruise as well as... Something strange he couldn't quite make out, it felt like engravings.
'The skull seems to be intact, she's still pretty warm as well so she must have died very recently, blood is somewhat warm and fresh, can't see coagulation just yet.' Rantaro noted, wiping his tears and snot away. He had to calm down, tell everyone after he checked the body, a late night trial didn't sound appealing but what else could he do. 'No fractures, what even struck her? Should I even attempt CPR?'
The chances of CPR working in this situation was extremely low, however, it has worked before, they just needed immediate medical help afterwards. Crap, the medical equipment was in the warehouse and that place is a toxic wasteland right about now. He didn't have time to search around the warehouse while covering his mouth for meds let alone just running back and forth and possibly smashing his head on the stairs, he didn't even know where such stuff would be.
Rantaro bit his thumb, he might as well give it an attempt. He had nothing to lose. The worst to happen is gonna be a class trial.
After some fumbling, he adjusted himself so he was hovering over Tsumugi's body, who was now lying on her back with enough of her jacket off for him to get a good grip on her chest (not in that way) without falling flat on his face due to his rather shaky body.
He took a deep breath.
'Please work!'
And immediately began to push down-
Tsumugi's bloodshot eyes shot wide open.
"GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!"
Her sudden pained screech certainly took Rantaro by surprise, so much that he fell onto his back as soon as Tsumugi shot up from her position, and yelled ever so eloquently,
"SWEET MERCIFUL MARA ON A DONG, WHAT THE FUCK?!"
In the loudest yet hush tone, anyone could possibly muster.
Tsumugi continued to scream, rolling and writhing underneath him like a beheaded bug, clutching her head like a lifeline from death. Her movements were sudden and strong, jerking into and from different positions like a girl possessed, not even Rantaro, who had snapped out of his startled state, could hold her down from making sudden movements.
"Tsumugi! Tsumugi, calm down! It's fine, no one is here to hurt- Guh!" He was interrupted by a jab to the face from the convulsing Tsumugi. Rantaro tried once more to hold her down. "TSUMUGI!"
Then, just as suddenly as she started to freak out.
She stopped.
"R-Rantaro?"
And came back to life.
"Rantaro?" Tsumugi repeated, voice hoarse and confused. "Why are you- Oooff!"
And out of nowhere, Rantaro suddenly had her in a death grip hug knocking the air out of her. "Oh my god, Tsumugi you're alive! I was so scared!" Fuck, he even didn't care if she was the Mastermind or not, that scared him!
"H-Huh?" Tsumugi choked out. "O-Of course I'm alive, I'm... W-Where am I?"
Rantaro let her go to let Tsumugi breath again, as well as taking a proper look at her surroundings. "Why, why am I in the library? I was just heading to the kitchen and was about to enter when-" She paused when she looked at his face. "You... When did you have freckles?"
'...Eh?'
"I'm sorry, what?"
"All over your face and... Shoulders? You have freckles."
"I... I do?"
Was Tsumugi fucking with him ever so nonchalantly? He never had freckles, only on his old body did he have freckles!
"A-Anyway, thank goodness your alright. I came into the library," That was sort of a lie, "And saw you on the ground. You weren't breathing and you had no pulse! You had blood and some strange bruises on your head and you just started, freaking out, you were freaking out like a decapitated wasp drunk on apple cider!"
"I'm... Not going to ask how you made that comparison nor I do I want to know how you know how a decapitated wasp drunk on cider acts like." Tsumugi groaned, feeling the back of her head, her eyes widening when she touched the bruise. "Is this-"
"Yeah, you had a very strange bruise on your head when I was checking for injuries, but-"
"Numbers."
"-I couldn't... Hold on, numbers?"
He was confused, what did numbers have to do with this?
"I can feel number engravings on the back of my head." Tsumugi clarified. Her eyes suddenly widened. "Oh."
"Is something the matter?"
"Oh, no. It's nothing. I'm still startled from everything, my head still hurts." Tsumugi looked off in the distance. "I'm just..."
"Overwhelmed?"
"Yeah."
Rantaro was silent for a moment. "Do you, need some help getting to your room?"
"Ah, no I should be fine! Look!" Tsumugi wobbled as she started to stand up, unsure of her legs and stance. "S-See?"
"...Yeah, no, you look like your legs are about to give out and are barely held together with dried spaghetti and glue. Hold on to my shoulder, I'll take you to your room." Rantaro motioned towards his shoulder.
"A-Alright. You won't try and take advantage of plain Jane here, right?"
"Fuck no. Also, you really need a shower, your hair reeks of blood."
"O-Oh."
"Well shit."
He just delivered Tsumugi to her room, who was still taking this far too well considering she was fucking dead, and went back to his room to check on his face, clearly ready for the prank Tsumugi was about to revel in-
'Oh.'
His face was covered in freckles, small, medium and large freckles decorated his face that danced down past his neck to his shoulders, leaving his throat clean from the brown spots.
It looked exactly like the freckles he had on his old body.
"This is gonna be awkward to explain."
"Gah! That intruder is quite the pest!"
Monokuma's snarl made the Monokubs, barring Monophanie who was missing, shudder in barely contained fear, all huddling together to avoid Monokuma's wrath. All of them were in a 'super-super secret room', as the Monokubs had called it, pitch black room, the only light was the reds from their eyes and the faint glow of the screen Monokuma held in his paws.
The air was stagnant and old, not that any of the bears particularly cared because they really had no need to breathe. However, because it was stagnant set off a few flags in Monokuma's head.
So, he began to check the systems through the security pad. And the results made him a very unhappy bear.
Error!
Air ventilation in 'Secret Room 2' offline.
Error!
Temperature and Weather Controls offline.
Error!
Academy Transfer Pipes offline.
Error!
Electricity Generators offline.
Academy Power Generation is at 0%
Academy Overall Power is at 91%
WARNING.
Unknown virus has been detected within the system. Would you like to run a security scan?
YES/NO?
"Yes!"
Loading...
Error!
Security Scan offline.
Would you like to run a security scan?
"...A virus, ay?"
That was... Curious. It would explain why most of the systems were offline. However this entire system was state of the art tech, and the security measures were just as much. In the outside world, Team Danganronpa constantly monitored and updated the security on the system, making damn sure incidents such as the one back in Danganronpa 27 would never happen again, the incident which caused the system to implode on itself and burned almost half of the participants to death due to a terrorist's virus.
Such an incident was terrifying for Japan and for the rest of the world. The world had been at such peace for so long that such acts were unimaginable. So computer and security company's from all over teamed together to make some extremely high maintenance security, security so tightly packed that users would identify and immediately report any breaches before the virus would even make itself known.
So if this single virus was able to breach extremely strong security...
"P-Pops?"
Monokuma turned towards his cubs, who all jumped in fear. Instead of the violence, they were expecting, Monokuma merely motioned them to come over. And with hesitation, they did, with Monosuke leading and Monodam nervously following behind them.
"Hey, my adorable children." Monokuma started. "I need to run a few virus scans, somethings infected the system and I'm worried if any of my kids are infected."
"...INFECTED?"
"And what if we are?"
"Well..." The bear put his paw on his maw, a sadistic gleam in his eyes. "I guess you'll all become scrap metal then. I can't have a virus destroying the Killing Game and ruining the fun." Well, ruining the Killing Game anymore than it has already.
The three cubs looked at each other nervously. Monokid was on the verge of screaming as he pushed Monodam towards Monokuma, quite clearly terrified. "I- I don't wanna die!"
"N-Neither do I!" Monosuke hissed. "Pops, there has to be somethin' else we can do?!"
"Oh~ My adorable cubs." Monokuma sighed with twisted affection. "I need to scan you before I do anything too drastic. I don't want to harm anyone of you if you're not sick-"
Taptaptaptaptaptap-
"DADDY!"
Out on the other side of the room came in Monophanie running out of the darkness, albeit it was more of a waddle, her red eye beeping rapidly as if she was about to explode. She almost tripped a few times before she fell onto her face in front of everyone, all could see the immense distress on their face.
"S-Something is... Someth- Some- Something is really wrong with mommy!"
And as the words escaped her mouth-
Beep! Beep! Beep!
Error!
Security System is offline. Headmaster: Monokuma, will no longer be able to use Spears of Gungnir and [Secret Weapon]. Headmaster: Monokuma no longer has permission to change or add any rules.
Error!
Virus detected in Motherkuma unit. Reproductive systems will be offline to prevent contamination of future Kuma units.
Error!
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The speakers spat out heavy static and garbled speech, soon becoming gibberish. Monokuma growled as the audio continued to spew static, before deciding he has had enough and sliced the pad into pieces with his claws. All of the cubs looked at the pad then too their dad with barely hidden fear once more.
"...My cubs. We have a problem. And if we don't fix this problem no one in this Academy will survive, not even us."
End Recording.
"Testing... Recording 321drv111-0 seems to be loading decently well, no interference and negative feedback so far. The new recorders seem to really work and actually last more than ten seconds, few days at their limits surprisingly. Rose?"
"Everything is green. Nothing seems to be abnormal either. Purity system is still online."
"Good, good. Mastermind?"
"Tsumugi has already reported back, nothing strange either on her end."
"Alright then. So why is this subject's core still not transmitting the signal? It's going to kill itself."
"I don't know, I think the core is malfunctioning."
"Malfunctioning? That can't be right, we are in the last phase of the Purity Project, we can't be given malfunctioning equipment in such a vital time! And not with such a unique subject!"
"I don't know, I don't know... Wish I had some scotch right now. Maybe I can get those 'pork pie and eggs' they have now. Gala pork pies? Eh, whatever, I still need to sort the files back- ugh, I forgot about the damn fish!"
"...Are you still mad about the-"
"Yes! I am still made about the old project not being greenlit! I spent so much time on those DNA sequences and serums, I am the only one who knows fusion biology more than anyone else on this damn empty wasteland! I was supposed to bring in new possibilities, create trans-humans, literally anything. But nooooo... 'Rose, this project is still risky and is costing a lot of funding.' 'Rose, we are concerned about your insistence on the workings of fusion biology.' 'Rose, I'm sorry we have to hold a convention about you being a thirsty furry!'"
"Snrk... Smokey wasn't wrong. Why did you give him a dog dic-"
"I may be a furry but at least I'm not smitten with their damn subject! Who was it? Purity-01?"
"She created me! Of course, I'm smitten with her!"
"...Why are you even here? Shouldn't you be with your... Pet?"
"..."
"I want to go home. The cold's getting on my nerves."
"It's only -39, it's the warmest it's been the past year. And it's summer!"
"AND IT'S SUMMER!"
DANGANRONPA MINI-OMAKE!
\(OwO)\ YAY! /(OwO)/
Alternate! Part 2.
"So..." His voice was filled with sarcasm. "The girl of the living dead finally caught me."
"And you know exactly what this girl of the living dead is about to do to you, you fucking cunt. I'm going to fucking devour you, you sad shit."
Nagito winced slightly, trying to play off the pain of the knife embedded in his leg and the cut up tendons in the other. Just as he was entering the final stages of his plan, 'Mahiru Koizumi' just had to stop him. The original Mahiru was never this crude, this vile and this... Despairingly murderous. Mahiru was strong enough to call someone out on their crap, this Mahiru was pathetic enough to try and castrate him when he talked back.
"And you think killing me will make everything better? You honestly think killing me will make everything go right?"
"Nah, not really, but killing you is gonna make 90% of my headaches go away so that's a plus. But trying to lure out the traitor by doing something so stupid is something I gotta stop."
"Do you-"
"And let me tell you something." Mahiru interrupted him, pushing the tip of her blade into his chin. "Killing Chiaki is pointless. She isn't the traitor."
"..."
"I've noticed something, something strange about you ever since I came to this damn island. You were far, FAR, too smart. Then I looked into things and I came to the... Haha... I came to the damn realisation that you fucking time looped back to the beginning of this Killing Game, not once, but thrice. But you didn't do shit until I came along, you fucking kept everything the same, even when you knew everyone here is Ultimate Despair, even when you knew that the world was slowly getting better. You only changed when I was able to keep everyone except the Imposter and Teruteru alive when most of us should have died."
She couldn't help but laugh. "And why? You had the power to fix everyone. But you didn't because of your fucking views, even when Hajime fucking rejected you," He winced at that, "You still wanted to go through with it, because, let me guess, it was all you could do?"
"...I wasn't allowed to change anything. SHE wouldn't let me. But you-"
"I can," Mahiru growled. "I can change so much because I love everyone, I love everyone on this island so much that when we were in that Funhouse, I even tried to give my kidney to Hiyoko cause she was so weak from hunger, and as the Ultimate Despair Successor, I fucking will make sure that Junko will not have her fun, I will bring her such powerful despair that will make her wish for hope. And as the last line of defence against the system being completely corrupted against her I will make sure Hajime and everyone else, you included, live your life the best, happy and alive because I fucking love all of you."
She lifted the knife, pressing the tip against her throat-
"As the official administrator of the Neo World Program, I hereby fucking decree that this school trip is officially over."
BING BONG NOW WE DONE FOLKS.
Now before we continue, let's look at the reviews. :v
Langas: Thank you for your kind words. Sorry, there was no Maki FTE, maybe next time when we vote again? Thank you again and I'm glad you liked the interactions between the characters, and honestly, I hope Kaede survives too, but I guess we'll find out in the next decade if I keep updating at this rate. :p
Final Omni: Thanks for the input, I had already fixed that as soon as you told me. :p
AmazingAnimeAmulet: That omake indeed.
Revamped Persona: Politics suck, and I was worried about it affected literally the majority of the internet. I thought I would mention it cause not many people were taking this as seriously back then as with the other thing that was happening. Monotaro is my second fav of the cubs so I thought I would give him some love. *Insert evil laughter* Guess we'll find out if the Killing Game 'truly' happens.
MysticSpider: I never played Fallen London before and it sounds interesting guess I'll have to look it up in the future.
And that's it I think.
Anyway, next chapter will be released either tomorrow or the day after. Anyway I hope you liked this chapter, please review to let me know your thoughts and I will see you all in a day or to to tell you about my plans.
I hope you all have a beautiful day!
Ciao~
