Chapter 1-4: To Kill a Mockingbird (A.K.A There's a Reason Why This Story is Rated M, Y'all)
...Sure, I'm not the one screaming, but that is because I'm biting down on my tongue. I think I taste a little blood. That's not good. Nothing about this situation is good. Hideyoshi...Hideyoshi...Hideyoshi.
That bastard. That bastard. THAT BASTARD. Calm down, Akita, you don't want to accidentally kill someone, right? You'll still get executed and treated the same as the person who purposefully killed multiple people for a selfish motive. But...
I look down at my hand, seeing it is still covered by my gloves. Don't know why I would fear my gloves coming off. Probably because Junko did so very easily in my dream. If I had to look back at the first Killing Game, I guess I can relate most with Kyoko Kirigiri. Because of these godforsaken gloves. Because of that godforsaken Hideyoshi. Crazy runs in the Anno bloodline.
Don't fear! For hope will guide you to the very paradise that everybody strives for-
Goddamn, I love to despair and all but you're too goddamn annoying to get any enjoyment out of. You're like hope on steroids.
Sighing, I check to see if Naoko is okay. It is safe to assume she is probably the person that screamed. Because that scream was right in my ear and I'm surprised it is not currently bleeding right now. Might just be some of my unfortunate luck. Throughout my life, I've realized that luck works differently for all individuals, so, whatever higher being, or beings, is up there, I want to curse whoever gave me the short end of the stick. Seriously, screw you. Now I have two equally annoying voices in my head that won't seem to shut up...
When my eyes set on Naoko, I notice she is terrified and definitely one of my classmates that screamed. She is trying to hold herself, but, the tighter her embrace is, the more her eyes dilate.
"...Naoko...?" I probably should see everybody else, but I'm worried about one of my precious cinnamon rolls.
"...!" Suddenly, Naoko pushes me away and starts running towards the door. I would normally be stronger than her, but, since she caught me off guard, it is surprisingly easy for a girl as small as Naoko.
"What?" Ayano tries to block her, but Naoko crawls underneath her legs. Because Naoko is freaking tiny and Ayano is like a giant.
"Naoko!" I see people run after her, including Ayano, but most people stay. Of those who chase after her, there's Yuki, with him being her knight in shining armor, Mirabilis, Mitsu-cho, Akemi, surprisingly, Kira, even more surprisingly, Kazuhiko, Satoshi, and Miyuki. Wow, that's quite the list.
"...Minato...?" I run over to my friend's seat, which is in the first role slightly to the right, to see that they're perfectly okay. "...Um...what did you see?"
"Nothing. Akita, why everybody's screaming?" they ask me, completely innocent to the chaos surrounding them.
"...Um, it's the motive...it showed you a video of somebody you hate and promised to kill them if you graduated," I explain. We both stare at each other.
"That's horrible! Who would do such a thing? We should all learn to love each other!" See, Minato is too pure for this world. Next time he'll find an excuse for Junko for destroying the world and killing billions of people.
There isn't an excuse! Lady Junko was in the right, causing despair in a world obsessed with hope! Those-
No, that's wrong! Killing billions of people for a despair fetish will only lead to more hope anyway! Just look at the world now and the peace that the Committee has given us! The Committee is true hope!
"...Akita! Why don't you respond?" Minato asks me, breaking me free from my trance.
"...Let me check on everybody else!"
"Akita!" Before they can stop me, I exit the area of the library with the computers. Minato seems to be the only one still in the area, as most people are outside or wandering around the surrounding room. In the corner, though, I see two familiar people, Tsukiko and Namita, guarding Yasu, who has fallen asleep again. Seriously, are they narcoleptic or something?
"Tsukiko, Namita...?" I mutter to myself. Guess all the strong people are gone, and Minato has not stepped away from their computer. Knowing them, they would sweep in like a knight in shining armor and look over Yasu. Both Namita and Tsukiko are trying to stand strong, only they are horrible at hiding their fear. Being the closest thing we got to leaders, they might feel the pressure of the situation on their shoulders. Don't know though since I don't know those two very well.
Kyoto is with Shinichi and Takara. I guess they're really are becoming groups now. They all look scared out of the mind, but they're at least smart enough to stay together. Takara even has his notebook back, even though everybody has the bad habit of taking it away from him. Poor creepy bastard.
Hayato is...somewhere. Now that I think about it, I can't see Cassius either. Maybe the both of them went after the others to find Naoko or perhaps left the room shortly afterward. Or maybe I'm just really bad at finding people in a place like this.
Miyuki, who I guess decided to return after her one second of being away from here, is focusing intensely at the hole in the wall, keeping one of her hands on her sword. She is taking deep breaths and trying to calm herself down. But, like Tsukiko and Namita, her stress her clearly visible, just less so than the other two. I guess we should really try exploring that floor after everybody has taken their chill pill. There has to be a reason why Monokuma allowed that...oh, and the hole Ayano made earlier is now lazily covered up with some planks of wood. Great, Monokuma, just great.
Hotaru is sitting on the edge of the table for the last row of the computers, with her dirty feet hanging off the edge. She is practicing her form for dart throwing since that's her talent and all. How is she not Ultimate Prankster? Well, there's actually a reason for the rule that Hope's Peak has now broken, but, in the first class of this second school of ours, there was, in fact, an Ultimate Prankster named Gabriel Welson. He was of British descent, much like Cassius, yet was not considered a transfer student due to his parents moving to Japan the year before. The more you know.
Actually, now that I think about it, why weren't there any other students or staff around during the time we were all abducted to this place? How were we all transferred here without causing any suspicion? Whoever this mastermind is must know what they're doing...otherwise everything would've fallen apart. With this in mind, and that we're all connected somehow to the Committee, the mastermind could be somebody who has a lot of power in the Committee or at least is connected enough to have a say in what happened during our first day...Oh, my God.
You can't really believe such a thing. The Committee is true hope!
Somebody grabs my hand, and I look over to see that it is Aki. She is visible and is the flesh, nothing about her seems phony at all. The smile on her face is creepy and stabs daggers into my soul.
"...Only an idiot would believe that," I whisper. Aki then steps on my foot hard and I hold in my scream the best that I can.
Have you forgotten the kindness the Committee has given you? They give you money to support your family! They feed you so you don't starve like most people on the streets! And, most of all, they give you protection! Don't say people who believe in hope are idiots!
The Committee is despair, idiot. They're the ones who caused all of that in the first place! The Future Foundation improved the world in just a couple of years and then the Committee screwed it up-
Ha! Good to see somebody like you supporting the Future Foundation! Now, Chiyo, I've something to do. Don't mind me.
"...What?!" Once again, all I can see is darkness.
"Well, won't you look at that, you're stuck with me now. I get to do whatever I want!" Akiza exclaims, sounding way more happy than she should be. Little spirals are in her eyes again, looking like despair overlapping with despair. "Let's do something with that motive, shall we?"
Akiza is on a throne and has her legs crossed. She is leaning slightly more to the left side and resting her chin on her hand, which her arm itself is resting on the arm of the aforementioned throne. Now there's even a crown on her head on top of her hat. How is it able to balance? Dream logic?
"What!?" I scream out loud. Gosh, where's random dream Ayano when you need her?
"Let's give it everything we've got! IT'S... PUNISHMENT TIME!" A pedestal with a big red button pops out of nowhere and Akiza has a mallet to slam down on it, crushing it instantly.
Now I'm in a room that is completely dark except for a tiny candle in the middle of a table. In front of the candle, I see a device of some sort. It has a grey bottom of some sort in a shape of a distorted hourglass. On one side of the hourglass, there's something that looks like a nail puller. Then, opposite of that, there's brown latches and a place to fit something finger-length in. Right by it is a clean butcher knife.
...Oh dear! Fuck! No, no, no, no, no!
I feel for my scar just to find that it's not there. Shit, shit, shit!
"Akita~how I longed for this moment." That voice sends shivers down my spine. I try to move again, but now I can't feel anything in my body except for pure fear. Akiza is in the corner, watching with dead, emotionless eyes.
"...No..." I use the last of my strength to turn around, to see Hideyoshi's demented smile lit by the fire of the candlelight. His eyes are shadowed out, but I can guess his expression already.
"We're gonna have so much fun like the old days! Remember when we played with Yuki-chan? Remember how fun it was? Now we just need him here, but the Committee is being no fun." Hideyoshi pouts out his lips much like a child. Well, he was only thirteen, much like I was.
"...Help me!" I cannot control what I'm saying. It is like I'm experiencing what happened three years ago in my eyes but unable to change the past.
"I am! Helping you see the errors of your way by siding with Future Foundation!"...Future Foundation...what the Hell do I have anything to do with Future Foundation?
"I don't want to see that!" Instead of listening to me, Hideyoshi forces me to bow down to the length of the relatively short table. He latches my arm into the machine and prepares everything for it. The last thing to happen is for the thumb of my right hand to be ejected into the slot. "Hideyoshi!...Yoshi! I don't want any of this! Just please let me go! Let me go! Let me go, please! I need to return to the circus with you! That's what we were doing, right? I just wanted to give you another chance!"
"But this is better than that damn place! Trust me, this will be fun!"
"I don't think so!" my younger self cried out, not realizing the hopelessness of the situation. There was no convincing him to not do anything that he did to me that day or any of those following days that torturous week. Thank God Mitsu-cho appeared when she did, or I would've fallen into the deepest depths like Hideyoshi, Akiza, and Junko.
"But the fun is just getting started!" Before he could start the torture again, time seems to freeze. Akiza walks to the table with the same dull eyes from before. No life whatsoever is to be found in them.
"Ha ha, don't you hate him for doing this to you?" Akiza questions me. "Do you truly hate him? Hate him for stealing everything away? For making you experience what true despair is? Don't you want revenge? Don't you want him to die? You know what you should do, other than try to seek justice through legal means? You should kill someone and graduate! C'mon, it can't be that hard. So what if your friends die? They weren't your friends, to begin with. They're just using you to make themselves feel better. Before you know it, they'll stab you in the back just like everybody else has. Especially the Committee! I know the truth, but it is far more fun just torturing you with false lies. Especially the one's Ms. Hope Addict tells you...
"But, for making it this far, Sae, not Chiyo, not Akita, not an Ultimate, just a normal girl found in a random corner of a random street randomly named Sae Emiya, just another pawn for the Committee to experiment and torture. Ha ha, what despair! Nobody knows the truth except those bastards from the Committee, Kaneshiro Kazuma, and Hideyoshi Yamazaki! You're nobody but some weak, pathetic excuse of a stand-in comedian for the both of us! It will be better if you just die in a hole painfully and go into the darkest depths of Hell!"
No, that's wrong!
I awake again, shaking. The first thing I notice is that there's a knife in my hands with blood on it. Of course, the next thing I see is the new scars on my wrists, still dripping with blood...
"...What...?" I drop the knife on the floor, having the sound echo throughout the hallway. I'm in the hallway with all of our dorms and right in front of the storage closet. Hoping to find somewhere to hide the knife, I open up the storage closet to see Naoko there, hiding and crying towards the wall. Guess the others had no luck in finding her or couldn't get her out of the closet.
"A-Akita!" Luckily, I did not pick up the knife and just brush it off to the side with my foot.
"...Yes...D-do you want help?" I reach out my hand to her and Naoko just stares at it. God, with how shitty I feel, I should at least be able to help this cinnamon roll. Probably because it makes me feel like I can be saved.
"..."
"I...I won't bite..."
"But...sometimes...s-sometimes you can be mean!" Naoko yells out and then retreats to her previous state. I sigh. "...And your wrist is bleeding. You should go to the Hospital!"
"I get that you're scared, but, trust me, I'm more scared than you and I'm out of the closet. After this talk, I'll take care of this tiny...thing." Naoko, whipping the tears from her eyes, slowly accepts my hand and steps out of the closet. "...Um, do you want to...spend some time with me...? Oh, my God..."
Do you want to free time with Naoko Kawabata?
Yes/No?
"...S-sure..." She quickly turns away from me, realizing the knife. "...Ah!"
"Don't worry, that was there before!" I reassure while closing the door to the storage closet. "Let's go somewhere else...like the garden!"
"T-the garden?" she asks.
"Yeah...it should help us distress." I take hold of her hand, and she does nothing to struggle against me. Time to prove the voices in my head wrong. I'm gonna be myself, Akita Yamazaki, the Ultimate Mediator, while using the power of neutrality, not hope or despair, to help a friend in need. Ha!
I direct Naoko to one of the abandoned tables. She takes a seat and I follow after her. Nobody else is here, so I'm assuming they're either in the library or the kitchen since that is forming to be one of our meet-up spots. Guess after this I can tell them my theory about the Committee and get Yuki's input. Sure, he can't speak or write about it, but he can do simple gestures like nodding. Talking about it right now will do nothing but stress Naoko out. Sure, Yuki thinks she's smart, and she's the Ultimate Child Prodigy, yet she's only human.
"...Do you have something to talk about...?"
"..." Naoko stares down at the ground, examining the interesting patterns the grass and other plants have made underneath her. Tiny vines are starting to wrap themselves around the legs of all of the tables.
"Let's see, what's your birthday? Mine's April fourth."
"...You're being strangely nice..."
"You just don't know me that much..." Guess I can be a little bit of a bitch to others. But I'm on a mission here! Time to prove all the assholes that say I'm bad at everything wrong! I'm looking at you, Akiza. You just tried to break my mind into a billion pieces. Hideyoshi Yamazaki? That's stupid and you know it. It's Hideyoshi Anno. I know from all the times Yuki and I researched him. And he's the Ultimate Private Investigator!
"...November third..."
"...So you're a...Libra?" Gosh, this conversation is awkward.
"...Actually, I-I don't want to sound rude, but I-I'm...I'm a Scorpio! And y-you're an Aries." Naoko begins to blush. Goddammit! I've got a bad habit of making people blush around here. Good to know I'm making myself and Naoko feel a little bit better.
"I guess I am...so what do you like?"
"Um...I like the library..." she answers. I still hate libraries, but being around somebody as adorable as Naoko in one would make them a whole lot better. "I like reading books."
"How did you get your talent?"
"...!" Everything goes silent. Did I really just ask a triggering question? Goddammit, I should know more about this from my time on Tumblr.
Yeah, the next thing you know you're gonna be calling yourself the wannabe Ultimate Blogger. Ha!
Ignoring the voice in my head, I try to think about ways to help Naoko, but, before I can, I see her walking away.
"Naoko!" I scream out but she does not stop. Running after her, I catch up quite quickly. My legs are healed from all the shit that went down during our first day here. That wasn't fun, especially landing face down on the floor.
"A-Akita!" Okay, gotta find a way to make her trust me again. Clearly, she does not like the articles, or article, Yuki mentioned got her that title of hers in the first place. And she needs help right now. My Ultimate Mediator senses are tingling...even though this has nothing to do with that.
"..." Gotta think. Gotta think, think, think. Goddammit, I don't know Naoko that well. I don't know anybody who knows her that well either. So I'm sorta just stuck here, thinking in my mind, while making things incredibly awkward.
"...Um...excuse me...? Can I go through please?" she asks while bowing down.
"Why are you bowing down...?"
"Because it's the polite thing to do!" Sure, Naoko can be smart, as shown through her talent and impressing Yuki of all people, but she can be a child as well. Guess she's not that old. Wonder what her age is anyways. Her title does include child though. Then again, Hope's Peak can just be running out of names.
"What's your age?"
"...My-my age? I'm fourteen?!"
"Oh, you're gonna be fifteen in a couple months." Yeah, it is...August fifteenth right now if I'm correct. Japan used to start school in July, or April, or some other shit like that, but, like everything else, the Committee changed it to the American standard.
"C-can I go?" When I show the slightest bit of hesitation, Naoko runs for it. I feel a sudden heaviness before I can reach her. It is probably the voices again. They're speaking but I'm just blocking whatever bullshit they've to say from my mind. In the background, I can hear a door open and footsteps coming towards me. It is probably just my voices messing with me.
"I'm sorry..." Before I can turn around, I feel something heavy fit the back of my head. I fall immediately to the floor but still, have bits of consciousness left.
"...What...?" In the end, I didn't follow my own rules. Now, this bullshit is happening to me. Naoko, where are you? NAOKO! WHERE ARE YOU? ANYBODY ELSE? MITSU-CHO! MINATO! YUKI! KAZUHIKO! AYANO! "You bastard...you traitor!"
"...I know..." I try to recognize the voice, yet I can feel my own brain isn't working correctly. Perhaps a side effect of being hit with a blunt object.
"FUCK YOU TO HELL!" Then again, I feel something come down to my head.
"Seriously, Akita, you were just here! I didn't know you liked me so much."
"Am I dead? Is this the afterlife?" I question Akiza. She sighs, shaking her head.
"If you were dead, I wouldn't be here, idiot," she answers, bluntly. Akiza is actually back in the circus, but there is no crowd this time. There are only emptiness and the two of us, two parts of the same person. "But I get to have some more fun!" Before anything could happen, Akiza is replaced with Aki. How can I tell? Well, Aki has a completely different expression. Akiza is more sadistic while Aki is happier. That's a horrible reason, but I can just tell. Because they're a part of me? I guess?
"Hmmm..." With a snap of her fingers, Akiza returns again. Along with her, there's Matoko, Junko, and two other people I can't recognize.
The first new girl is only about five feet tall. She has short blonde hair that barely goes to her shoulders and is completely straight, along with her also straight bangs that almost cover both of her blue eyes. Her skin is a dark brown that helps bring out the color of everything she's wearing. This girl has a lot of makeup, all of it being yellow and looking disgusting. This stranger has on a yellow business dress with a visible white camisole underneath, for it is not cleverly hidden. Like my bra. Seriously, not showing my bra is this outfit takes way more work than it should!
Anyways, back on topic, she also wears white tights and gloves. Her feet are fitted with, you guessed it, yellow stilettos. How anybody can walk in those is beyond me, and even Yuki. He always asks me about that. There is a fancy floppy hat on her head that is white and has a yellow feather sticking out. Overall, she looks like a businesswoman and hippy had a baby. If you were ever wondering about that, for whatever reason, here's your reason. Finally able to answer one of those damn things.
Right next to her is somebody that is my height, only slightly shorter. She has long black hair that reaches all the way to the floor and is all over the place. Just like me, she has one of those annoying things that every day, including me, calls an ahoge. Apparently, it is to show that you're an idiot. I say that fits pretty well...for me. Her clothes are only rags and show how dreadfully skinny she is. The black eyes glued on her head only show the darkest depths of despair. So, yeah, absolutely different from hippy businesswoman right next to her.
"How many damn people are inside my head?"
"Seven. Eight including you," Aki replies. Then, with another snap of the fingers, only her and Akiza remain with me.
"...What am I? Sora from Kingdom Hearts?"
"...What the Hell is a Sora?"
"...You know, just forget it," I sigh. Nobody but me has a true love for all of my silly references. Even my parents and sister told me to cool it down for most people don't know what I'm talking about. Even myself.
"Now for the moment you've all been waiting for!" Another snap later, they both disappear, leaving me alone in the circus. Just great. When I'm just making myself feel better, I get mind fucked again. I feel bad for whoever is experiencing this without knowing anything, just like me.
"...This is for everything..." Once again, the poor looking girl appears right in front of me, crying her eyes out. "This is for everything!"
"...What...?" Suddenly, I feel something stab at me. When I look down, twenty-one spears are piercing my chest. A bunch of pink blood is spilling out of me. Wait, pink? Isn't blood supposed to be red?
"Goodbye."
As if I'm not mind fucked enough already, I fall back into the room of darkness. Once again, I noticed that Ayano Nishiki is here, somehow inside me. There are two key differences about her though. Her hair, other than blonde, is black, and her usually brown eyes are replaced with red.
"First, I'm not Ayano Nishiki or any other person you know. My name's Izumi Kamukura." Kamakura? Why does that feel more familiar? Wait, wasn't that the last name of the man who founded Hope's Peak Academy a really, really long time ago.
"...What's happening?"
"You'll see soon enough..."
"I don't understand any of this. You even sound like Ayano!"
"But I'm not Ayano Nishiki, Ayano Kirigiri, any other Ayano or any other person. I'm already dead, idiot."
"Oh," I respond.
"The Committee were the ones who had this idea. You were so close but so far. Oh well."
"Okay."
"But, before things end, I just wanted to say I thank you. I thank all of you. Please just remember everything just time." Then everything went black...
My eyes briefly open, as if trying to tell me something or get me to commit to some sort of action. Too bad I don't know what's happening and don't really care about any strange weird person in my head. Where have they all come from anyway? Seriously, I get here, and, bam, my head spits into a billion pieces. Just great. Maybe being beaten with...something and constantly being hurt the first day here is what caused this mayhem. I swear to God, Mirabilis, if I lost my sanity just because of your wand, I'm gonna murder your ass.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry-" Just like that, I notice all the intense pain in my body hitting me late like a hangover. The knife is back in my hands and covered with even more blood. My blood. Probably should get some help. Aki needs some serious therapy for her cutting issue. Actually, I think all of us need some serious therapy. All of us...what am I even thinking anymore? There's only...
Us as a whole.
Us as a whole.
"...Us as a whole?" Trying to see who the traitor is, I notice that my vision is all blurry and I can barely stand up straight. I'm leaning against the wall and there's a lot of green around. Well, this is a forest. Of course, there's a lot of green! Even inside you cannot escape the wild life. Thank God none of us are severely allergic to pollen or some shit.
"...!" My conscious then fades again, drifting me back to the world of my dreams.
"Are you alright?" somebody that is clearly a man but has a feminine voice asks me. I feel his hand coming closer and closer to me. Like a moth drawn to a flame, I can't fight my urge to grab it. It is warm but is overly rough and unpleasant to touch. But that warmth gives me hope, hope in this random person.
"..."
"Remember me, Akita? It's Hideyoshi. Hideyoshi-"
"...Huh...?"
Yay for short chapters! Yay for screwing with the audience!
I shall call this Mind Fuck: The Chapter. A.K.A where the tones shifts.
So, due to the vast amount of reviews, I find that reviewing them all personally takes WAY too much time. Ssssoooo...we're doing this again. Because I've lost track, so, if I don't respond to your review, I'm sorry. :(
...But, look at the bright side, I'm supposed to be doing homework and rehearsing, because I'm an actor, but instead, I do this. I'm an adult, people. XD I got priorities. :P Good to know I already wrote most of this. Why? Because I got excited, y'all...Yes, I say y'all.
Also, there's a reason why the poll is down. None of you got it right. ;)
Reviews :D
-AnonChan1: If he did, it would be the person who gave it to him. Yuki is screwed, but Akita is more. Akita did not learn that history repeats itself. Ayano just being like its IZUMI *triggered*. The nonbinary peeps are the best peeps, y'all. Personally, I hate coffee, so hot coco too! *triggers coffee fans* Yes, that dude has a despair boner for Akita. You don't want to know what happened in that room...I'll just keep it to myself in my messed up imagination.
-Harukawa Ayame: Thanks. :) Maybe, maybe not. No, Hideyoshi is the nicest person in the world. He just wants to give you a pretty manicure. Don't you want one? Indeed it is! I know but I know everything...for this story. Perks of being the author. Yes, Minato is actually the Ultimate Teddy Bear, while Naoko is the Ultimate Cinnamon Roll! You too. :3
-Hyperbrachydios: Poor Yuki, Ayano, and Kazuhiko, everybody voted for you, the red herrings. AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Or are they? I can just be mind screwing with you...again...again...again. Nope, Yuki would be too OP and so would Ayano. Killing Game already over. You'll just have to wait. Hideyoshi might not be the mastermind, but he's still an asshole. The Ultimate Asshole. Junko being damn, calm down. Good, you don't understand, here's a whole chapter of it! Thanks. :)
-0B13: Hideyoshi being triggered. Thanks. :) This is a different time, after all, it would simply not work with these students. Yuki being all pouty because he can't speak or write. Thanks. :D
-ComplicatedYetSimple (there are probably new people still in here but I'm being drowned in reviews :O): Welcome to this story, where you'll cry because all your favs will be dead. XD Thanks. Now I want to read that bad book to see how bad it is. I'm that type of person. Everybody on this account looks viewing The Room a little too much. Because we're actors and we're crazy. No, that's a joke. :P Thanks. I love all the support.
-TheRoseShadow21: Thanks. It is one of the motives that created this story. Saying what caused this story in the first, first place will be serious spoilers. Because I wanted it to happen and nobody else did it, from what I could find. :_D
-CommanderofInsanity: Now I can't keep up with my reviews. But, hey, we already talked. XD XD XD These ships names are my life. How about...Aki/Akiza-StopBullyingAkitaShipping? Or just BullyShipping? That's better.
-CaptainDallasGQ: Thanks. :D MinatoxHilter...Oh God, Commander, don't ship that...too late she already ships it. Great. Miyuki, Mitsu-cho and Minato being the M squad. Izumi gets triggered again. It's IZUMI!...Calm down...Naoko. Thank you!
-YellowtheWriter: Thanks. Poor, poor Yuki. All he can do now is bite his lip. *bite bite* Maybe. ;) I'm not telling. Monokuma has always been that in this story. Well, if it's Hideyoshi for Akita...Yes, it is Monokuma for Mirabilis confirmed. Well, here's another chapter just a couple days after. Wow, a fanfiction that doesn't take forever to update! *looks back at past memories* Oh, how I wish some things will just update...XD