Chapter 2-4: Picture Perfect Patheticness
"The right, water! The Water Perk! If you don't get away with murder, you can pick one of your fellow students to get running water!"
It takes awhile to register what Monokuma is saying. Is this the first motive for somebody who does not succeed? A motive to actually not get away with murder? But, even if somebody is given this gift, would that make them a target? Can they just share it with everybody and give us all access?
"There a couple of rules for this motive. It must be before the video is played, and the person who is gifted the perk cannot share the water with anyone."
That throws away that thought. This perk is certainly interesting...but there is a time limit as well. I highly doubt the next person that gets shown the suicide video will be as lucky as me.
Monokuma then tries to snap his fingers, only to realize that he has paws. So he resorts to the simple act of clapping. The next thing I know is that I fall into the realm of unconsciousness.
I am back in my bed again. This is good since I really did not want to sleep outside of any of the rooms. With two motives, it is more dangerous to do anything in this school.
Before I could go back to sleep, the nightmare announcement plays. Monokuma does not normal shtick. So, now maybe I can finally go to sleep. Then I hear somebody knocking on my door. I drag myself to the door and open it to see that both Miyuki and Shinichi are there.
"Um, we both have to do something. Bye!" Shinichi shouts. They both bow down before rushing into the cafeteria together. That is weird, mostly because I do not see Miyuki and Shinichi together that often. We do have training scheduled around this time though, so it makes sense.
"That's something..." I comment, possibly rolling my eyes subconsciously. Even with all that has happened, some of the people here are still able to act like their old selves. I am about to close my door until I see Tsukiko run towards me. She then grabs my hand, and, just because I did not prepare myself beforehand, she is able to drag me. People in this school have a bad habit of doing stuff like this.
"I'm deeply sorry, Ayano, but there are some things we need to discuss!" Tsukiko apologizes as we run through the hallways. "Do you mind if we spend some free time together?"
Do you want to free time with Tsukiko Oda?
Yes/No
"...Sure...?" Even if it is not the smartest to be alone with somebody in this situation, during nighttime no less, Tsukiko has an air of sanctuary around her. Something about her makes me feel safe.
I realize that the both of us are now in the library, which is almost clean. Some of the students must have been working on cleaning, which makes me feel bad for spending all of my time basically talking with everybody else.
"Oh, do you need a seat?" Tsukiko takes two chairs from the computers and places them near one of the bookcases. We both sit down, but Tsukiko does not seem interested in the books surrounding her.
"Um, do you like reading?" I ask her.
"No, not really. I prefer things that have their roots in music," she answers. It does make sense because she is a band manager. "Do you want a business card?" Tsukiko takes out one of the cards from her pocket, giving it to me. I stare at it until I put it in one of my pockets on my shorts. "Sorry, that's just an old tic of mine."
"Oh...that's okay." There is an awkward silence between the two of us, mostly caused by the events that transpired during the first trial. Tsukiko did accidentally cause Monokuma to get what he wanted and quickly execute Kazuhiko. But, you know what, I have learned from my experiences. It was not Tsukiko's fault, she was only trying to find out the truth by accidentally causing its death.
"I am truly sorry for what I have done to you, yet it was the only way." Tsukiko crosses her legs. "This is a pretty shit situation. But we must focus on not giving into the bear's demands! Screw that perk!"
"...I know that..."
"Oh, you did, this is awkward then. I guess we're both in a new situation since I never had to apologize for something like this before." Then suddenly, out of nowhere, Tsukiko pulls me closer and begins to hug me. "You know you can be honest with me."
"What?"
"You're holding yourself back, aren't you? I can tell. Trust me, my band tries to hide this kind of shit all the time," she tells me. "Especially Jun, he would always get emotional if he was separated from his wife and daughter although he would always try to hide it. Every time."
"..." I know nothing about her band since, to be honest, I do not really pay attention to current music. First Light is one of the only grunge bands left though, so maybe that means they are so good that the Committee could not deny them.
"Hey, I was not close to him or anything, but I still knew Kazuhiko was a good person..." The silence returns. "...The only way I was able to recognize him is because of his 'fashion sense', first name, and love of journalism...Why does he have a different last name? What happened to Yanagi?" Hearing Tsukiko say that makes me push away from her. Of course, she would wonder about something like that, she must have known Kazuhiko when he had his first last name!
"Why didn't you ask Kazuhiko?"
"I did, but he ignored me," she responds. That makes sense because Kazuhiko did love keeping his secrets. He did hide the secret of his article about Akita from me, I could only imagine what he would do to somebody he only knew briefly from middle school.
"...Kotori Hiraoka..."
"What does that mean?" Tsukiko is not angry but is speaking with authority. "Whose Kotori Hiraoka?"
"..." I run out of there, leaving Tsukiko all by herself. Once again, not the smartest move, but it is better than staying there. I just want to go back to my room, or even the storage closet.
Now back in the main hallway, and away from Tsukiko, I see that my door is open. Time to go to bed. Once again, I will wish that a dead body will not appear again. I see that there is a lot of activity in the cafeteria, but I ignore it. Sometimes you just want to go to sleep after having a long day.
Monokuma Theatre!
How can you get mind fucked when you have no mind? Be a robot! Welcome to the world of being a robot, of being me, Monokuma! I have no brain! I love having no brain! Brains only exist to be fucked with by stupid hope and wonderful despair!
If you cease to exist, you cease to either hope or despair! You'll be nothing but then you can't watch movies. Watching movies clearly is the meaning of life! What else can 42 be? Books, radio shows, TV? Nope! Movies! Movies are true despairs, everything is hope or boring, dull neutrality. Who is stupid enough to give into the true mindfuck of neutrality?
This is rated NC-17 for a reason. Because we keep saying fuck! Fuck, fuck, fuck! Fucky-fucky fuck! That's now my new favorite word, asshole! Puhuhuhu. Because that word is 69.
...I question how Monokuma Theatre exists in our heads. Perhaps Monokuma has implanted some kind of chip that allows us to view...whatever Monokuma Theatre is.
"Hello, students, it's morning. You know that already. How many times must I do this boring announcement? Can one of you just kill somebody already?" Monokuma asks. He seems to be getting impatient.
I do what I assume most of us now do when we wake up, go to the cafeteria. We all just want a normal life, but I know that I cannot achieve that anymore. Kazuhiko is not here anymore...
There is now a lot of activity in the cafeteria. I quietly open the door and see that some of the students are setting up something. Out of everybody that I could see, there is Namita, Shinichi, Miyuki, Takayuki, and Naoko. I see, surprisingly, Kira and Cassius are going into the kitchen together, carrying something covered by a sheet.
"Come!" Mirabilis comes out of nowhere, snatching me up...and I am getting used to this. This is what this school is doing to me. "We must spend some time together!"
Do you want to free time with Rosalina...um, Mirabilis...Folium?
Yes?/No...Please, God, no.
"...Okay?" It is like something is possessing me to make stupid decisions. Mirabilis tries to carry me in her arms but realizes that I am way too heavy for her. So she just drags me to the gardens.
"Alright, now I'm gonna teach you the basics of being a magical girl, just like I did with Naoko!" Mirabilis exclaims. She is extremely proud, placing her hands on her hips and holding her chin in the air.
"..." I rather talk about Kotori with Tsukiko again.
"The first step is to accept yourself!" Mirabilis explains. "Nobody but me has passed this step." She automatically loses her composure, looking sad. "But I won't stop! I'll make somebody accept theirself!"
"..." I try to get out of there, but I see that Mirabilis is taking out her wand, causing me to stop. Something inside me tells me you do not want to get hit by that thing. Mostly because it looks heavy. "Um...maybe we can talk about something. Maybe I'll be inspired if you tell me something about yourself?"
"Heathen, are you trying to get me to expose my secrets?! Next thing you know, you'll be calling me a florist and Rosalina!" She has her wand fully out, and I decide that maybe it is best to change the subject.
"Um...um...how did you become a magical girl? How did you accept yourself?"
"I've always been a magical girl!" she shouts. This conversation is going nowhere. "But, if you want to learn the basics, I can only tell you a little! Otherwise, you'll sell me out to that monster Takayuki!" Mirabilis finally places her wand back. I take a deep breath, grateful that I will not be getting a concussion today.
"Okay..."
"But, in exchange for learning some of my secrets as a magical girl, you've to tell me something about yourself to!" she says. It reminds me of what Akita tried to do in this very garden in our small time together after the drunk incident. Akita did like the gardens, so it is sad to think about her murder started here, with Naoko nearby. Naoko must feel a little guilty for not staying any longer...
"I love anime! Anime is what inspires me! I learned Japanese to understand anime that I could only find in that language! For understanding, anime is the second step in becoming a magical girl! Understanding and enjoying classics from the likes of Sailor Moon to the cult classics like Revoluntary Girl Utena!" Her eyes begin to sparkle as she started to pose. It is the legendary Sailor Moon one, with her legs spread and her fingers forming a peace sign around her eyes...or something like that. I honestly have no idea how to describe it.
"Alright..." She must have forgotten about me telling her anything in the midst of her fangirling. There is no way I am going to remind her.
"And..." Mirabilis takes something else out from her pockets...how many things can she fit in there? It is impossible...who am I kidding? I am trying to make sense of somebody who claims to be a magical girl in a Killing Game! This is doomed to fail. Zero percent of success, resistance is futile. "I got some anime with me! The first couple of episodes of my favorite show, Cardcaptor Sakura! I can translate the Japanese perfectly for you!"
The both of us go to the library together. We sit down on some of the seats and Mirabilis places the CD in the computer. Watching the first thirteen episodes is a surprisingly calm way to spend some of our time together...except for all the times Mirabilis fangirled and went on rants about the old production company that apparently butchered the first English dub.
I return to my room, which is still unlocked, while Mirabilis joined up with the others in the cafeteria. Now I know they are planning something. They have been there all day while I watched anime. Thinking about it, I still feel horrible that everybody else is doing all this work.
"It's nighttime and whatnot. Have fun or whatever. I'm so bbbbboooorrreeeeddddd." Considering that all his students are still not murdering, Monokuma and the person controlling him must not be having a good time. Just thinking about the mastermind not having the despair they crave all so much makes me smile. That's what you get, you son of a bitch. Maybe making the motive all about time limits that are really far away and failure was not the smartest thing to do.
But it still is lonely being all by myself in the night. Perhaps because I was so tired before I did not realize it, but the night is so lonely by yourself, not being in the warmth of somebody else. It is lonely and cold. Yet I think it is cold since it is slowly getting colder outside. Thank goodness I bought my jacket since Kazuhiko would tell anybody that I am horrible with the cold. Of course, most of my legs are cold now still. I really should have worn some leggings or pants that covered all my legs, yet I did not know this was going to happen.
Before I could go to sleep, I hear that somebody is knocking on my door once again. I try to ignore the person, but they insist. I storm all the way to the door to the person that does not know manners.
"H-hello, Ayano," Kyoto says as I open the door. I take a deep breath to stop myself from yelling at him. Perhaps I am more moody than usual because I am so tired.
"Hi," I respond.
"C-can you come to the c-cafeteria?" Kyoto is red as usual. It is no secret to me that Kyoto has a crush on me since he develops one on almost every girl he meets. It is kinda awkward to think about it now considering my boyfriend is dead though. Kyoto has something that he calls the curse. That is how we meet when I kicked his ass during a hacking competition since he accidentally saw through my facade. He did not know at first, but, when we hung out a little afterward, I told him the truth.
"Sure thing." Maybe now I can finally figure out something about what some of the others were planning behind my back. Then we go there together, walking a fair distance apart.
Kyoto and I both arrive at the cafeteria, which is completely dark. Nothing can be seen. Then, seconds later, after Kyoto closes the door behind him, the light flip on.
"Surprise!" everybody else, besides Satoshi for being in a coma, shouts out. My face does not change at all. They have cleaned up the cafeteria until there are only plants in small, hard to reach areas. Besides that, there is a cake in the middle of one of the tables. "Happy birthday, Ayano Nishiki!"
"It's not my birthday." Knowing that they have failed, everybody else begins to frown, only for their expressions to change at the last moment.
"Happy...being alive day, Ayano!" they all corrected themselves. I wonder why in the world they thought it was my birthday, for it is not for awhile, but I decide to play along with them for now. I have learned the hard way that you do not mess around with this group of kids. They are all capable of murder after all. If we weren't already used to the dark atmosphere like if we did not already live in these dark times, we would be a lot more like the participants of the other Killing Games.
"...Yippee..." I try to force a smile but give up. It is actually nice to see some of the others actually enjoying themselves for once.
For most of the party, I stay in the corner, eating some cake. There are definitely groups forming between the remaining nineteen of us. The investigation team is also in corners, trying to avoid everybody and be by themselves. Miyuki and Akemi are keeping to themselves, although they are not trying to hide and talking to people who approach them. They all probably only came here to be nice, not because they wanted to. Minato is with Yasu, Tsukiko, and Mitsuru, obsessing over Mochi. Mochi seems to be flaunting his white fluff as if sensing the amount of attention he is getting. That rabbit is getting spoiled even in this environment. Everybody else is partying and having the time of their lives except for two...
"I'm getting tired of you acting all high and mighty!" Kira yells at Cassius. I am unfortunate enough to be right next to them during their billionth fight. "Can't you see that I'm the victim here!? You're just assuming I'm the thief! How can I be sure you're not lying?"
"I am part of the Jacobson family, the most famous line of jewelers from England! Before the Tragedy happened, we would always make the crowns for royalty!"
"That's before the Tragedy! This is now!" Kira shouts and tries to look Cassius directly in the eyes, only to realize that she is too short. "I was personally picked by the headmaster of the academy, Ayano Kirigiri. She's my personal client for my parent's shop!" Even though part of me just wanted to stop this out of learning more about Kira's relation to the headmaster, I almost really want this to end, so I step in.
"Can't you both be the Ultimate Jeweler?" I ask.
"No, you do not understand, girl, for there can only be one of each talent," Cassius replies. He stops calling me from my first name, so I guess Cassius is mad at me.
"Okay...perhaps that's the case...but do you two have to fight about it? How about you share the title? I actually...actually there's a book that lists everybody's name and is stated that both of you had the same talent!" Kira raises her eyebrow. A little bit of sweat falls off my forehead because of the little white lie.
"But then I'm the better jeweler!" Kira and Cassius are some of the most stubborn people I have ever meet. And I work in the Committee, which should really be renamed the Stubborn People Committee.
"Alright...there should be something that the two of you can talk about..." I think for a moment. "Um...family?"
"Family..." Kira stares longingly into the distance.
"Okay, time to butt in! Time for more people to enjoy themselves!" Namita exclaims, butting into the conversation as well. It does not surprise me that the event planner was a big part of creating this...party? I would have never guessed having this kind of party in the Killing Game after the first murder.
"Getting out," I state. Although I do stay close by, I retreat into the dark recesses of my corner.
"What?" Kira questions, clearly confused by the events transpiring around her.
"Alright, you're stuck with me! I'm gonna make the two of you stop fighting!" Namita then takes by Kira and Cassius by their ears and drag them kicking and screaming to the kitchen.
"A-Ayano, save me!" Shinichi pleads. I am shocked to see him running towards with me, with Hotaru chasing after him. She is smirking while Shinichi is too scared to even notice that Hotaru is probably just playing with him. Probably.
"Hey, come back here!"
"Run," I tell Shinichi. I nod at him, and he just stares at me. He gulps as he continues to run, going into the kitchen after the three who just did. When Hotaru reached me, I carefully place my foot underneath her, causing her to trip.
"Oh, Ayano, you're no fun." I glare at Hotaru, trying to get under her skin, but she does not seem to be affected by it. Hotaru just laughs it off before jumping onto the table once again. "Hey, Ayano, if you don't hang out with me, I might go after Shinichi again."
Do you want to free time with Hotaru Amemori?
Why?/Please stop
"Fine. Why are you chasing Shinichi anyway?" I question her.
"He's fun to tease. Shinichi overreacts to everything and it is so much fun! C'mon, I'm not that bad." She motions me to sit on the table, so I do so. Everybody is a lot looser now, with Takara trying to help Takayuki, who is trying to eat cake with the absence of hands.
"Why do you like messing around anyway?" After I ask her, Hotaru sighs and pouts.
"I don't know. It's fun." She is strangely one of the most honest souls in this student body. Hotaru does whatever she wants, which is exactly what others do not care about. "I get on everybody's nerves because nobody wants the truth."
"That's true..." Hotaru jumps down to be on the same level as me. She is still sitting weirdly, being on her tip-toes, but Hotaru is staring directly into my eyes.
"Do you know the reason behind anything you do?" It is a simple enough question, but, for some reason, I cannot answer it. Sometimes the most simple questions are the ones with the most complex ones. Like...What's the meaning of life? Why does everybody you love die? Why does life hate you so much? What happens to people after they die. I've got a lot of unanswered questions.
"Not really..."
"Mine's to have fun! Life cannot be good until you find your own happiness! I don't give a shit about what the others think!" Now looking more closely into Hotaru's eyes, they remind me of mine. "To be honest, I wasted my childhood serving at my family's restaurant." Then I realize, they are bloodshot. Mine because of only having about two hours of sleep at best, hers possibly for others reasons. Mostly having to do with the cellar.
"What?"
"Now for another question, Ayano? Do you remember how you got your talent?" Now paying more attention, Hotaru smells like alcohol. It is overwhelmed by the rest of us smelling like literal shit, but it is still there.
"How? Umm..." I do not trust Hotaru enough for that story. Kotori decided she needed a hacker, so make one she did. Kotori, if there is a Hell, she for sure is burning down there. "Somebody...gave me classes..."
"That's not a good lie. You're really bad at lying, Ayano. Mine was found by luck! Luck! My friends, Nanami and Yoshio, bet on me getting a bullseye and so I did! And then I started to apply and win in tournaments everywhere! One of them even had your friend Kyoto and, of course, I beat his ass." Hotaru begins to laugh and is very clearly drunk. At least this time she is not tricking everybody else into becoming so...or I hope so.
"...Well, that's cool, I guess..."
"No, it's not cool! I'm a fucking dart thrower! Who wants to throw darts as a living?! I can't do anything else!" Hotaru screams. She then storms off, crying all the while. Hotaru is an interesting person, especially when drunk, yet I feel like there is something more going on here.
"..." Looking around, I see most people are engaged in conversation with somebody else. There is only one person like myself and now Hotaru, and that is Kyoto. I want to escape this joint so badly, so I walk over to where he is, the other side of the room.
"Oh, h-hello, Ayano." Kyoto, upon seeing me, begins to blush, probably since I am close to him. He has a singular piece of cake, and Kyoto places it on the nearest table.
"Hey, Kyoto, do you want to blow this joint?" I ask him. He nods his head.
Do you want to free time with Kyoto Kamui?
Yes/No
"Let's get out of here," I say. He follows me as we both open the door quietly yet quickly. Kyoto and I look to see whether or not anybody is seeing the both of us, and the coast is clear. Everybody is too focused on themselves to see the both of us make our escape.
"F-finally," Kyoto pants as we close the door. "O-out of there."
"Where should we go?" I stand tall while Kyoto is still recovering from the whole ideal. He is slightly overweight too, but I do notice that he has lost some weight from being in here.
"W-wherever you want..."
"The gardens," I smile. We both walk our way there, taking in the quiet scenery of the late night of the school. It is slightly eerily but also peaceful and beautiful. It is a rare, weird mix of emotions.
When we reach the gardens, I automatically lay down on the grass, allowing for the true beauty to envelop me. If Kazuhiko was alive, he would enjoy that party way more than I did, and that would be enough for me to stay. He would love laying down on the grass and not allow Monokuma's motives getting better of him. Even though he was the first to fall for one of them. Kyoto lays next to me.
"T-the stars are beautiful," Kyoto notes. I agree with him. Even though most are covered with trees, but the small patches are the most beautiful things I have ever seen.
"Truly..." For a long time, we just stay silent, relaxing underneath the stars. It is a nice change of pace. "You know, Cassius and Hayato found a way to make coffee."
"Really!" I move my head to see that Kyoto is smiling. He really, really likes his coffee. "Now to finally be useful!...Although when it counts, I only get in second. I'm the second in everything."
"Don't say that, Kyoto...You know, after this, let's have another competition! Time to make you a better hacker! For now, I'm Kazuhiko Hiraoka!" Taking out some of my hair, I make a pretend mustache. Dear God, I'm screaming inside. This is not like me, maybe the others are starting to rub off on me.
"I am going now." Kyoto gets up and excuses himself. I lay there for a little bit longer until I realize something. Kyoto's birthday was the first day of school. He just turned sixteen and nobody realized it. His sweet sixteen present was being thrown into a Killing Game.
"Kyoto!" I run out of there, almost tripping over myself.
Knowing that most people will there, my first stop is the cafeteria. Kyoto is unlikely to there, but maybe somebody knows where he went. I feel like at least one person telling him the simple phrase happy birthday will make him happier.
I notice that he is not there, yet something else grabs my attention. Kira and Cassius talking...and not fighting. What is this madness? Is Namita truly a better mediator than Akita? Okay, everybody is a better mediator than Akita. I am shocked that any of us bought into that lie, but something about it made it seem so believable in the moment.
"Oh, you got the Hope Diamond in your mansion! That's so cool!" Kira's eyes begin to sparkle.
"You're the one who is the personal jeweler to many people on the top of the Committee, so I guess we have the same footing, commoner." Are my eyes deceiving me? Is Cassius actually modest? Are these two actually having a conversation out of respect? Though Cassius still calls her commoner, it is leagues beyond thief.
"How in the world?"
"You know, everybody can get along when they realize they've things in common," Namita says. Although that is not always true, I can see where Namita is coming from.
"Do you know where Kyoto is?" I ask her.
"No, why?"
"I need to go. Bye." I get out of there, and Namita makes no attempt to stop me. She must understand that I am doing things that are more important than the party she probably threw for me. I will have to thank her later.
I am back in the hallway where I realize that Takara is there too. He is about to enter his room, but, before he can, I touch the shoulder, getting his attention.
"Do you know where Kyoto is?" Before I can stop myself, I realize I am verbally asking a question to a deaf person. Takara just stares at me, confused. He then takes out his notepad and gives me it. In the smallest handwriting I can muster, I write my previous question. He answers me by writing down Kyoto returned to his room.
"Back to his room?" The words fall naturally out of my mouth as I write them down on the piece of paper.
He is probably asleep. Maybe you can wait until tomorrow.
Sighing, I take Takara's advice. "Do you want to spend some time together instead?" I have figured out in the course of this conversation that I have a bad habit I did not previously know of.
Do you want to free time with Takara Miyagi?
Yes/No
Takara smiles as he nods his head. Could we perhaps go to the library? I like it there.
As his request, we make our way to the library. I still feel oddly safe even with both of the motives in play and being out alone with one person during the night. If I end up dead one day, I would not be shocked. The last person Monokuma called the protagonist did not end up in that great of a situation. She is six feet under.
We actually go up to the upper library, which I notice has been cleaned up. Sometime later I have to find the books with all of the new information I have gained. Both of us sit on the floor, cross-legged, with the notebook between us.
Do you want to learn sign language?
I nod my head and Takara smiles. Takara then takes four of his fingers. With this four fingers, he lays them gently on his palm. His thumb rests on top of his index finger. His other hand writes down the letter 'a' on the piece of paper. I follow after him which he follows up with a thumbs up.
The next letter is y, followed by another a. It does not take me long to realize that we are spelling out my name. When that is done, I motion Takara to give me his writing utensil and begin writing something. A question that got inspired by Hotaru out of all people.
"How did you find out about your talent?" It is simple but not that hard. Most of these will involve straight answers, even if some of them won't be pretty. Kazuhiko would want me to know my classmates better, after all, and that is why I am spending all this time with them. I think I have beaten the record in all of these games of who spends the most free time with other classmates and not sleeping or solving mysteries. Then I give him the writing utensil back.
Oh, one day I took my dad's metal detector and found a plastic box. And then I kept finding things, making to realize I have a real talent.
It is truly a simple story. In a situation like this, having simplicity is something to be cherished. I could feel myself smiling. Takara tries to laugh, but no sound comes out. He then returns to a neutral expression.
We should leave soon. It is really late. Time to go to sleep.
Takara takes his notebook before trying to leave. I grab onto his shoulder, causing him to look back at me. With my hand, I place up one of my fingers. Takara gives me back his notebook.
"Why did you ask about soap operas before?"
Oh, my friend Misao is an actress for one. Hey...if you do not mind, can we hang out tomorrow too? We should try to explore the forest again.
I nod my head. Takara leaves, leaving me all alone in the upper room once again. Automatically afterward, I begin to search through all the books. It takes me quite awhile, yet I do find the yearbook and talent book right next to each other. I take both of them from the library and take them with me to my room. It is good to have these two books nearby me since I truly do not trust anybody else with them yet.
Now, back in my room, I place the two books onto the floor near my bed. I would try to fit them on my bed, yet I can barely fit on here myself. Sometimes being tall is not the best thing to be.
It takes me some time to finally close my eyes. I actually practice what Mitsuru tried to teach me. It is strangely relaxing. My constant thoughts about Kazuhiko stopped right before bed, which is both a good and bad thing. Should I be sadder...?
Monokuma Theatre!
Let's give it everything we got! It's punishment time~
Legacy Over
Ayano has been found guilty
TIME FOR PUNISHMENT
I feel a something clamp around my head, and my first instinct is to try to break it off. Though, before I could, I feel my body getting pulled by a fierce weigh somewhere. The clamp feels heavy around my neck. I can barely breathe this damn thing on.
The next thing I know, however, I am in a strange setting. I see various icons for computer apps around me. Turning my head makes me realize that I am inside the computer. A Monokuma is at the other side of the screen, looking bored. Then a big mouse begins to chase me. There is nowhere to run, so I look around, frantic. The top of the computer, it seems, has a hatch. And the apps are on one side of the screen in some sort of ladder except for one, the trash bin.
Computer Virus
Ultimate Hacker Ayano Nishiki's Execution: EXECUTED
Rushing, I climb on the first app, and then on the other. I climb faster than I ever did before. The arrow is right behind me, clicking all the previous apps away and putting them in the garbage bin. Now on the last one, I hold onto the hatch, trying to get it open. Then the arrow deletes the block that was supporting me. Now I hang onto the hatch, swaying my body back and forth in a last-ditch effort to get it open.
The arrow is right behind me, and, realizing that this is Monokuma's trap, I decided to let go. Anything is better than getting captured by that arrow. This is the death that Monokuma does not want me to have. I am not allowing him the last laugh considering his actions toward Kazuhiko. But, before I could go spat on the ground, the arrow catches me by my hood.
Now the arrow is slowly dragging me over to the garbage bin, I begin to struggle to no use. Nothing would let the arrow let go. I begin to cry and scream like a little child. It is no use. The arrow still drops me into the garbage bin. Realizing that I am still alive, I see that the garbage bin transports me to a room of white. All the apps from before surrounding me.
At the moment I stand up, however, since I had fallen down apparently, I see something come out of the ground. Seconds later I am impaled with spears from all over the room.
Ayano Nishiki, the Ultimate Hacker, has been executed. May the world rejoice!
"Morning. Yeah, bye...this is unbearable...please kill each other today..." I did not pay attention to the relatively short announcement, as I am suddenly overcome with nausea. I run all the way to the bathroom where I throw up.
"What was that?" I stare at myself in the mirror for awhile. Everything looks like shit. Though I guess that is how things are. Nobody, even Cassius, cares anymore, so I do the one thing I can. Go to the cafeteria. Somebody still needs to say happy birthday to Kyoto.
Fast update is fast. Yes, I just uploaded yesterday, but most of this chapter was already done and I am just so excited for the rest of this daily life since the free times are finally over. So. Many. Events. I spoil you all. (I also think now I mean every two chapter of FoD before DiOS)
Yeah, I'm also gonna be busy real soon after this since I'm working on a film, y'all. I'm an actress finally getting a job. And college. I am also applying for part-time jobs, so, when I get one, this will update much less often. Because I need money because college makes me broke.
Time for some reviews~
TheRoseShadow21-That is me in a nutshell. Sometimes it takes me a couple of months, sometimes only a day. The wonders of Requiem. You guys have such a bad opinion on Monokuma. He may treat the kids badly but they already have a shit water supply. Thanks so much.
Scissor-Snipper-Emilynn being interesting before introduction. That's how you know she's the Ultimate Lucky Student. The mystery thickens (right, Rose). Watson...that last name totally doesn't mean anything. Now a part of me wishes for the flood motive. Imagine the chaos. Hey, you kids at finally clean, but now everything is flooded and dead. Yea.
Harukawa Ayame-AngiexMirabilis...stop me. Yes, please, feed me, Ayame. Yep, in the original script, there was actually a motive to have some of them randomly disappear to Requiem knows where. Mitsuru acted differently with Akita since Akita was a part of her gang, nobody else is. Locket squad unites! Naoko: The Ultimate Runner. Akita, we found the Ultimate Runner. You're partially right. MYSTERIES FOR YOU! Thanks. Now sssppppaaaacccceeeeeee (this is the new meme and I love it)
0B13-KyotoxNaoko: UselessShipping. I'll never stop. XD I actually lowkey ship it too. Especially because height differences! I love me some height differences (wow, I wonder why Kazuhiko and Ayano had one). Here's another post! We got nightmare executions!
YOLOtheWriter-Thanks so much. ^.^ That's so sweet. CassiusxMirabilis: ChaosShipping or ForeignShipping. Monokuma is like he can't say or write these names, no Killing Game for you. Run, Naoko, from the Well Intention Extremist Mitsuru! But Monokuma has multiple bodies still. Thanks. Don't trust me with Emilynn or any character for the matter. SSSSPPPPPPPPPAAAAAACCCCCCCCEEEEEEEEEE!
AnonChan1-The plot thhiiiccckkkeennnnsssss. Ayano needs some hugs. Tsukiko hugs. I used to wake up early but then puberty happened. Goodbye sleeping schedule. Yasu will become important later, trust me. Naoko is fourteen. XD (Ayano Kirigiri, fourteen is not a child, stop viewing that as such) Ayano gets one of my cookies for trying. It is the best moment in the entire series. *makes fire comment, gets a water motive* Whoever is on Naoko's motive video deserves that fate. I do. :) Thanks.
SanityRequiem-Oh, hi me.
QueenofChocolateWinx-Just wait. *evilly laughs* Kira and Cassius are now BFFs. Namita is actually the secret Ultimate Mediator. (hey, look, remnants of the past where Akita was actually just a nice girl with an edge and actually the Ultimate Mediator where she did the same exact thing)