Hello, and I am back with another Disparity chapter! I hope I didn't keep you all waiting~ We're nearing closer and closer to death, after all.
liammarklh88: "Aww, thanks! Everyone will flip if Fumio is in danger, I bet. Shall you hope for Sheina's death then, haha. Glad you liked their relationship. They'll be great friends~ Hehe, I wonder how much Saori is hiding. Kamui is all of us, haha. The ship is still strong I see. Poor Seiga! I will kill them all. Aww, thanks."
Ziggymia123: "Yes, yes. Yes, I wonder what that conversation was about~ I believe in you, Zigs. You can do it! Haha, well, let's see what happens. Murder will come sooner or later anyways. Thank you!"
ToonGuy: "Yeah! Let's see if Minori's overanalyzing or not XD Don't worry, more drama will come soon. Pfft, nice. Saori is our talented girl~ Keke, let's see. Aw, glad you like Kamui! Let's pray for the future! Thanks!"
TheLlamaLord: "Definitely they're hiding something. Hm, that's an interesting theory, definitely. I do wonder about that too. Well, we would never know until we get to that point."
TheRoseShadow21: "It will be so cute! Pfft, let's give Seiga a fairy godmother then! Yes, of course~"
FruitlessKitty74: "Haha, every character in any murder mystery should know that! Interesting ideas and thoughts, let us see if you're right when the murder comes."
As always, and as routinely as ever, the morning announcement sounded off.
"Morning! It's a bright day outside- Wait, you can't go outside. Uh… Shit, disregard what I said! Just have a good morning!"
Monokuma sounded like he cared, but Minori knew the bear did that on purpose. He wanted to annoy the Ultimates, after all, and what better way to torture them than to remind them of the outside world?
Monster.
Minori grimaced at the thought of Monokuma, looking at his reflection. He noticed there the eye bags that were underneath his eyes- they weren't detailed and dark, but they weren't too subtle either. These eye bags of his came from the amount of work he had done yesterday- he knew that. He didn't expect to look so tired just from one day's continuous stress of hard work, but he knew now. He slept and woke up the same time too.
Oh well… They'll go away in a day or so, hopefully.
Buttons were buttoned one by one, and soon Minori had wore his coat. He looked over to the side and grabbed ahold of his scarf, wrapping it around him. He was about to slightly tightened its grip around him when-
Knock! Knock! Knock!
There was a knocking on the door.
Minori quickly threw the scarf's flaps wherever seemed most fit, rushing over to open the door. He turned the knob slightly, the door creaking as it opened.
"Oh!" The pseudologist's lips curved into a smile. "Sagiso, good morning. Are you here to greet me a good morning, hm?"
"You're teasing me." Sagiso rolled her eyes, her smile, however, wide. She then brought a hand to Minori's face, fingers caressing the bags underneath his eyes. "Sheesh, take better care of yourself. You look nicer without them."
"I think everyone does," Minori openly retorted, joking happily. He gently grabbed ahold of Sagiso's hand and moved it to her chest. "You should care more about yourself."
"Pfft, doesn't mean I can't care about you." The psychogeographer snorted, playful in her tone. She kept her hands to herself though and continued speaking. "Uh, are you doing anything today?"
"I mean, not really." Minori frowned. "Other than investigate and meet up with the others, I basically roam around and look for something to do. Why?"
Sagiso's smile turned all the more sweeter, expression completely heartfelt. "Because I want to spend time with you."
"W-what?" Minori's cheeks were slightly red. However, he quickly hid his embarrassment by smiling teasingly, chuckling. "Do you want to be with me that much?"
"I mean, of course. I feel comfortable around you. You're someone I trust." The auburn-haired woman averted her gaze, a bit anxious as she slowly threw back her locks of hair. "It's funny, isn't it? You're a pseudologist, and yet I trust you the most out of everyone here. I should be suspecting you of lying to me all the time."
"Please don't do that." Minori awkwardly smiled. "But it's the same with me towards you. I feel comfortable around you."
"I'm glad you feel that way. I would've punched you if you didn't."
The pseudologist's eyes widened. "Please, I doubt you would even try to do that."
Sagiso laughed. "Ahem. I did tell you I punched a policeman once, right?"
"But he was an asshole." The man deadpanned. "Wait, right?"
"Ssh, doesn't matter. That's all in the past." Sagiso clapped her hands together, making a loud noise that echoed into the air. "Anyways, you're free tonight, right?"
"I am." Minori nodded. "What're you planning?"
"Just a time for us to be together and to talk about stuff that, y'know, teenagers talk about." The woman giggled softly. "I haven't tried the pastries in the cafe yet, so maybe we can eat there?"
"Oh! Me neither." Minori's lips curved to a smile. "We should hang out there then."
"Great, I'm not the only one then." Sagiso grinned playfully. "Alright, then we'll hang out at the cafe after dinner?"
The pseudologist nodded. "Sounds like a plan."
"It is a plan." Sagiso rolled her eyes. "Anyways, maybe by the time dinner comes, Sheina, Rin, and Saori finished making the dresses. I can show off to you."
Minori snorted. "Pfft, don't be a show off."
"Aw, don't be such a killjoy." Sagiso laughed, then nodding her head. "Alright, let's go to breakfast now. I'm sure everyone's mostly there waiting for us."
"Alright, alright."
Minori nodded, following Sagiso down the hallways. He made sure to watch over her, making sure she wouldn't trip or tire herself out. She was fine, though, using her crutches always too easily and with ease. Minori smiled softly to himself.
I really feel bad for making her injured. It's my fault she has that injury. Sigh…
Minori quickly continued as Sagiso made her way to the door. He moved in front to open it, creaking it opened.
"Hello-"
Thud!
Minori's eyes widened as he quickly charged inside, Sagiso calling his name from behind as he saw the scene in front of his view.
Fumio was on the ground, having lost balance and tripping himself. He was grabbing ahold of his head, wincing in pain.
"Ow…"
"Fumio!" The pseudologist ran over to the scholar, worry overwhelming his entire face. He quickly looked around the area. Nothing seemed to have been broken or hurt- only Fumio. "What happened?"
"I-it's nothing." Fumio forced a small smile, still grabbing ahold of his forehead. He moved slightly away from the pseudologist. "M-my head just hurts, that's all."
Minori shook his head, moving closer to Fumio. "I don't think you could fall just from hurting your head. Did you sleep for long? Did you fall on something? What happened?"
"N-no, I'm fine." Fumio gulped, face paling. "Don't worry about me."
Minori frowned. "Do you have a fever? You really did a lot of work yesterday when you just recovered."
Fumio's eyes widened. He gulped as he nervously stared at the man. "I-it's fine."
"Are you sure?" The pseudologist asked, worry in his face. "I'll help you up at least."
Fumio flinched at those words. He awkwardly smiled at Minori- an awkward, awkward smile. He slowly grabbed ahold of the nearest object and used it as support to stand, albeit weakly and shakily. "No… I can stand up myself."
The scholar slowly moved up, however his grip suddenly loosened. A noise was made abruptly as Fumio fell.
Minori grabbed ahold of the man, shaking his head. His grip on Fumio's shoulders were firm. "You can't support yourself. Here, I'll take you to your room-"
"Don't touch me!"
The pseudologist's eyes widened, unable to say anything as he was suddenly shoved aside.
"I-I…" Fumio paled, staring almost bloodshot at the man. He realized this though, and quickly averted his gaze. His entire body was shaking. Sweat was trickling down his face as he quickly stood up, shakily. "I'm sorry…"
Minori gulped. He instantly realized his mistake, and overwhelming guilt took over his body. "I'm sorry. I didn't know you didn't like being touched-"
"N-no, it's fine. It's fine. I-I'm sorry." Fumio's tone was meek, frightened. He was like a helpless prey. "Y-you didn't know. It's fine. I-I'll…"
The scholar froze. He was at a loss for words.
Minori's breathings were long and deep. "F-Fumio?"
"Hey, what's going on?"
Fumio's eyes widened at the voice of Kamui. He could hear footsteps beginning to approach him and the pseudologist, and the scholar couldn't handle this. He quickly ran out of the dining hall, running through Sagiso whose eyes widened.
"H-huh? Fumio, hey!"
Minori gritted his teeth. He was unable to do anything as Kamui began chasing after him, Sagiso following suit despite her injury. Minori was stuck, frozen in place.
"Minori?" Saori slowly walked over to the man. She had tossed aside the utensils to the table. "What happened?"
He couldn't hear her. No, the only thing he could hear was the voice inside of his head.
You're a fucking idiot, Minori. It should've been obvious that Fumio would've fallen into a panic over that.
It should've been obvious. He knew that. He knew that, but yet he knew it all too late.
The hints were there. There was a reason why Fumio didn't want to be measured by Sheina. Even then, you should've known already that Fumio was susceptible to falling into panic attacks! You're his friend! That should've been so obvious!
Stupid! Stupid, stupid, stupid! Why the fuck are you focusing on Fumio being a fucking liar when you're the goddamn liar?!
Minori found himself on the verge of tears. His head was beginning to ache again.
You're a fucking idiot! Hypocrite!
Everyone's going to die because of your stupid mistakes! It's like those last times where those people died!
It was hurting him. It was hurting him, hurting him, hurting him.
His head was aching again. Why? His head had been aching so continuously and routinely that it was making him insane. Why was his head hurting?
He didn't know. He didn't know and it was bothering him so much. What was Monokuma doing to him? Was it even Monokuma? He didn't know. He just didn't-
Saori grabbed ahold of his shoulder, forcing Minori back into reality. She was staring at him worriedly, eyebrows burrowed and her lips curved in a frown. "What's wrong? You look pale."
Minori almost jumped at the sudden words, frightened. He, however, forced himself to steady and smiled. "I'm fine."
Saori frowned. "Excuse me…" She murmured and moved her hand to Minori's forehead. It was hot. "You should lie down."
"No, I'm fine." Minori laughed it off, backing away. "I want to eat anyways."
"... Everyone seems to be having headaches as of late." The woman slowly walked back to the table, now setting the utensils and plates down routinely. "It's definitely Monokuma's doing, huh?"
Is she trying to comfort me?
Minori nodded his head slowly. "Yeah, now that you mentioned it, everyone's been feeling a bit ill. You think… You think it has something to do with Monokuma changing us?"
"I wouldn't know. I don't feel strange about myself…" Saori hesitated for a moment. "Well, at least, in my eyes."
Minori averted his gaze, tugging at his scarf. "Monokuma says this is a mistake though."
"Lies," Saori said, "We don't know what Monokuma wants from us. This is his entertainment, but at the same time… Like we said, it's possible he had people configure the 'system' in our brains on 'accident'."
The pseudologist only smiled at this. "True."
"Mhm."
A moment passed. Kaniza and the others came into the mix, the astrophotographer joyfully speaking to Rin and Sheina.
"Hello, the Son of Osiris has arrived!" Sheina triumphantly stood in the middle of the door, blocking Kaniza and Rin's way. She then frowned as she noticed the only few people in the room. "Where are the others?"
Saori turned to Minori, eyeing him with a tense expression.
"Uh…" Minori's stomach was churning. Guilt was continuing to stab him in the heart, yet he shook that off and threw the women an awkward smile. "Kamui and Sagiso are looking for Fumio. He ran out."
"What?" Kaniza's eyes widened. "Why?"
The pseudologist's face hardened. "I tried to help him up when he fell, but I ended up causing him to fall into a panic and he ran away. I'm sorry."
The raven saddened. "Minnie…"
"I'm sure you didn't mean it!" Sheina cried, walking into the room. She pointed abruptly at the man. "You look like you're sorry, so it was a mistake. The Gods will forgive you, so I'm sure Fumio's fine. I don't think he'll be mad at you. You just need to apologize to him."
"Yeah." Minori smiled softly. "I know. I hope Kamui and Sagiso can calm him down."
The egyptologist threw the man a thumbs-up signal. "I'm sure they will."
Saori eyed the group for a moment, then turning around. "I'll set the food down."
Minori watched the body broker who walked back inside the kitchen. He was unsure of whether it was fine to eat food now when a few people were missing. He even wondered if Kamui and the others would be back soon. His mind even rolled to Seiga, and it began to hurt after going over the idea that Seiga's most likely not going to be present.
At least Fumio and I were able to talk to him yesterday though. I feel bad for him. I'm sure if he comes to the ball he'll end up a bit more happier…
That is, unless Monokuma ruined it. There was always an opening for the bear- a way for him to ruin everything. Whether that'd be murder or whatnot, everything came as a result of what Monokuma did.
Was a murder possible to stop? It was, but timing and persuasion were a must.
Then again, Monokuma would never allow a life of tranquility and peace. What he desired was entertainment, and a life of happiness was definitely disgusting in his eyes.
That just means we have to figure out this mystery sooner and defeat Monokuma before he has a chance to even blink.
Minori heard the door behind him opening, looking back to find Saori bringing the food down with her. She set them to the middle of the table, the visual image of the food now apparent and vivid in the pseudologist's head. Clam chowder, toasted bread with ham and cheese, bacon, and eggs.
Kaniza gasped in awe at the sight, clapping her hands together. "You never fail to amaze me, Saori."
Saori nodded her head. "I'm glad you think so."
"Of course! Saori is like a queen, after all!" Sheina held her chin up high, almost taking in the nonexistent spotlight shining down on her.
"I guess we should eat," Rin said, moving over to take a seat. "Kamui won't like it if we waited for them. He'll probably say that we're starving ourselves if we waited for them. He hates it when we prioritize him over ourselves, after all."
Kaniza nudged the jeweler. "You sound like you know him completely, Rin~"
Rin's eyes widened and she immediately turned to look away, scoffing. "I just talk to him more than the rest of you do."
"Well, if that's what he's going to say, then we should eat." Minori chuckled, moving over to grab ahold of his drink and food.
Right when Minori took his meal, everyone began grabbing ahold of their own meals. Breakfast had started without the others, and it was a significant difference. Although the women present in the room were speaking energetically and joyfully, the lack of presence from Sagiso and the others saddened Minori. He couldn't help but feel empty inside- it was aching him.
He listened silently to the women's conversations. His head perked up when he heard Sheina talking about the clothing being done soon for the ball, Rin and Saori being her main helpers. Kaniza added that the ballroom's appearance should be done with a few touches, and the egyptologist agreed that the ballroom was supposed to be a tiny bit more elegantly set up.
The ballroom was supposed to take place tomorrow. Minori's mind instantly wandered to Seiga, and he wondered if the stunt double was truly willing to go.
He could've been lying… And I wouldn't notice it again.
His thoughts always seemed to poke fun at his worries. They always tried to mess with his head, and he honestly had no idea why. Monokuma was toying with him, and he even wondered if this was truly a mistake, merely done for entertainment, or if he had another purpose in what he was doing.
But, for what purpose? Merely to cause discord?
He wasn't sure.
About half an hour passed until Minori was finished with his food. He moved out of his seat with his dishes, moving to the kitchen and putting them into the sink. He sighed for a second before moving back outside.
"I'm going to go outside," the pseudologist said, reporting to Saori and the others. "I'm going to find Fumio."
"Oh, wait." Rin quickly got out from her seat. "I'll help you."
Minori's eyes widened as he looked at the woman. "Really? I thought you're still eating."
"I'm worried about Fumio and the others, that's all." Rin grabbed ahold of her dishes, quickly running into the kitchen and running back out empty handed. She walked straight at the pseudologist. "It's better to be proactive anyways, so let's go."
"Uh… Alright." Though a bit baffled, Minori headed outside with the woman nonetheless.
The duo walked a few feet away from the room before Rin stopped, leaving Minori to stop in his tracks. He curiously eyed the woman in silence, waiting as she turned to meet his gaze.
"I'll ask this as bluntly as I could," Rin began, frowning. Her arms were crossed. "You already know that something's wrong with Fumio, don't you?"
Minori's eyes widened. He wanted to lie to the woman, but seeing the genuine worry in her eyes, he nodded his head. "Ever since I met him after he fainted. You noticed it too?"
"... It's because I hate people who lie." Rin sighed, shaking her head. "I don't hate you or Fumio though, so don't worry about that. I just hate being worried, that's all."
The pseudologist frowned. "You wanted to come with me to confront me on this?"
"I do." The jeweler bit into her lips. She was staring into the man's eyes, steady. "I've been noticing that you tend to act differently towards him. Even Sagiso noticed it, but she didn't tell you yet, I'm assuming."
"Ah, don't worry about that," Minori said, smiling softly. "Monokuma's just playing games with me. It's nothing, I promise."
"You and Sagiso are always like that. It's annoying." Rin continued to mumble underneath her breath, but then stopped and continued to speak in a loud voice. "It's worrying that Monokuma's messing with us."
"It is," the man said, gloomily, "but I'm sure we'll be able to overcome it. As long as we are aware of our own changes and do not act irrationally on them."
"That's the thing." The woman pursed her lips. "I'm worried about that. I'm not exactly sure to what extent Monokuma is messing with us individually."
The pseudologist frowned. "Even then, I'm sure we can handle it ourselves, or at least have others to stop us. Nothing bad happened yet."
"Maybe." Rin shook her head. "Just… Just take care of yourselves. You, Fumio, and everyone else. You guys always cared for me, and I want to do the same for you."
"That's sweet of you." Minori chuckled, noticing the woman blushing. "You should tell that to Fumio when we find him."
Rin rolled her eyes. "Whatever. Anyways, he might be in his room."
"Possibly. We probably have to look over the entire place though. We can walk and talk while we're looking for him," Minori mused, suggesting to the woman.
"Sure." The woman shrugged. "Works with me. It's your choice though if you want us to walk in silence, or chat like excited teenagers."
Minori playfully laughed. "We are teenagers though."
"Pfft, I already know you and Sagiso have a date together."
"W-what?!"
Rin suddenly turned to the pseudologist and grinned slyly. "What, I was right?"
… Aw shit! Goddamnit Rin!
Should I hang out with Rin?
Ha, just do it even if she teased you. / Oh my gosh, she got you there.
Minori sighed, forfeiting as Rin easily flustered him. "Let's just walk and talk."
"Alright." Rin shrugged, idly toying with her hands. "I'm fine with that."
The duo went out to look for Fumio and the others, meanwhile talking in the meantime. They were worried for the scholar and wanted to find him as quickly as possible, but stress can get you only so far. To seem normal was an answer the duo reached, and hopefully that normality will trick their body into functioning normally and without abnormalities.
Minori: So, how are you?
Rin: Pretty much the same as I've always been. How about you?
Minori: Well, I feel not the best, but not the worst.
Rin: Hm, good enough.
Minori: Yeah… So, Rin, can I ask you something about you?
Rin: You can just ask me. We're not strangers.
Minori: True. Uh… Well, I've been wondering why exactly are you a jewelry thief. You're not happy with your life as a jeweler?
Rin: Hm. I shouldn't be surprised you would ask that.
Minori: Ah, sorry. Was that too personal of a question?
Rin: It's fine. I don't mind. I shouldn't hide things from you and the others anyways.
Minori: Yeah… I suppose so.
Rin: Mhm. Well, I didn't enjoy being a jeweler, but I didn't want to openly admit that. I had to keep businesses happy and keep issues hidden under the public eye.
Minori: I can tell.
Rin: … Have you heard of Hoseki Jewels? Or, at least, our business?
Minori: Only from what I coincidentally see in the news. I only hear reporters talking about your new products or promoting your business overall.
Rin: I figured. That's how things around Ultimates get treated anyways.
Minori: Why are you asking me this?
Rin: The business my family runs isn't pure. It's dirty. My parents are underhanded.
Minori: R-really? They…
Rin: They bribe people to buy our jewels. We're not a successful business because everyone loved them, but because a few did and the others were bribed. The jewels were expensive, and since they were so priceless at times they were sold off in order to keep the business running.
Minori: So, you recognized this then.
Rin: I'm basically the only one who did. Everyone else were naive and unaware of what was happening. They're fools.
Minori: I'm… I'm guessing that's why you told me you hated liars? Because of your parents?
Rin: Lying without any good intentions are what I loathe most. You aren't like that, though I admit your talent had rung a small distaste in me.
Rin: But that doesn't mean I completely adore people who look at life so honesty. I enjoy seeing them enjoy life, but if they live so ignorantly and optimistically it annoys me for some reason.
Minori: That makes sense. I could understand that.
Rin: Hm, can you?
Minori: With utmost certainty. Besides, it's not my place to shove my ideals down your throat.
Rin: Pfft, I don't expect you to.
Minori: Yeah.
It looked like Rin wanted to speak more, but her eyes wandered off to target Sheina. The egyptologist was running at the duo, excitement in her eyes.
Rin sighed and threw Minori a wry grin. "Guess we should see what's happening with the psycho."
Minori chuckled. "Alright."
Rin Hoseki's Profile Card: 3/3
Note: Rin's business does dwindle themselves in dirty work. They bribe people to buy their priceless jewelry which might've held a large hand in their success. It seemed like Rin wanted to say more though.
The duo stopped as the egyptologist charged straight at them. Her eyes were glittering in excitement, almost victorious to that extent. She clapped her hands together as she stared intensely at the duo. "I did it!"
"Did what?" Minori's eyes then widened with a sudden hit of epiphany. "Oh, did you finish completing the formal wear?"
Sheina rolled her eyes. "I'm the Pharaoh, but alas the Pharaoh is not a turbo engine." She then smiled widely. "I was looking for you two. I finished making your clothes and I wanted to see if they fit you guys correctly."
"Oh, really?" Rin seemed shocked. "Shouldn't our measurements be enough? I already helped you a bit for my dress too."
"You're just shy showing it to me, huh?" Sheina asked, and she winked at the jeweler who scoffed. She laughed. "Don't worry. We'll have to present ourselves anyways at the party. You shouldn't be shy around one person out of the many of us."
"I'm not shy." Rin frowned. "I'm just wondering whether or you not you accurately sewed the clothes."
"I mean, Saori does a better job than me at it," the woman began, scratching her head, "but I can tell you in the Gods' names that I made absolutely certain your dress is as pretty as can be."
The jeweler snickered dryly, slightly amused. "Aw, how sweet."
"Oh, right." Sheina eyed Minori. "Have you found Fumio and the others?"
Minori shook his head. "We were about to go back and check the upper floors."
"Right." The egyptologist cupped her chin, rubbing it with a pondering expression. "I've only seen Kamui going upstairs. I don't think Sagiso would've gone if Kamui wasn't carrying her. I doubt she'd bother Fumio to carry her either."
Minori crossed his arms. "She can carry herself."
Sheina shook her head. "I would've seen her then for sure. I don't think they were already up there since Kamui doesn't seem busy or in a hurry. Maybe they just went back to their rooms?"
"Uh… I'm not sure." The pseudologist's expression hardened. "I should go back to their rooms and knock."
"Maybe if they didn't answer, they don't want to be bothered?" Sheina tapped her chin. "They probably don't want to be bothered right now."
"Oh." The pseudologist's expression saddened. "Is that so?"
"You just want Minori to try on the clothes," Rin mused, sarcastically eyeing Sheina.
"N-no, of course not!" Sheina was shocked at this accusation. Her cheeks were a slight pink hue. "I'm not sure if Fumio wants to be bothered by anyone else. Kamui and Sagiso already talked to him, but we don't know if he wants to be alone by himself or not. I usually think it's better if we give people time alone for themselves."
"I mean…" Minori wasn't sure. "I'll still talk to Fumio, whether now or later. I need to apologize to him. I haven't been treating him well at all."
"I'm sure you'll have time to do so," the egyptologist said. "I'll have to talk to him and the others to try on their clothing later too."
The pseudologist sighed. "I suppose you have a point. It won't take long to try on the clothes anyways."
"Exactly!" Sheina smiled widely. "Let's go then!"
Minori watched Sheina who dragged Rin alongside her. He couldn't help but watch them, quite unsteady in his expression.
Sheina sounds slightly offbeat there. More selfish and a bit too intrusive. Monokuma…
However, he wouldn't know for sure. He wasn't a God. He wasn't a superior being who knew everything about everyone.
Minori didn't feel it, but a mocking smirk had crept up to his lips. He was unable to catch himself from hiding that mischievous smirk of his until a moment later, his thoughts striking something else.
If he really was planning to fix this problem that the 'others' created, then we still wouldn't be so strange with our character traits.
The pseudologist hummed softly.
Hm, I specifically used the word 'character'... I wonder why.
Minori shook his head, instantly throwing that thought away. His smirk faded from his lips as he quickly ran after Sheina and Rin.
It didn't take long before the trio approached Sheina's dorm room, the egyptologist herself opening the door and beckoning the others inside.
Rin and Minori shared a look with one another, then proceeded.
"Oh, wow."
Minori found himself intrigued by his surroundings, looking around Sheina's room to find a large sewing machine on her glasslike royal table, then the clothes that were made hanging from a thin line of thread that was tied from the top of the closet to the other side of the room. The dresses and suits were all hanging up, though there were a few that were missing- evident by the layers of cloth, fabric, and ribbons messily covering Sheina's bed.
Saori was inside of the room, seeming to be taking a break. She was sitting calmly on a chair nearby to Sheina's bed, the woman partaking in a cup of tea. The warm tea soothed her body well.
"Hello," the body broker greeted, noticing Rin and Minori. She smiled softly their way. "Are you here to try out your formal attire?"
Rin nodded. "Yeah. Sheina's really eager to see us in them."
"I'm just excited for the ball," Sheina admitted with a large grin. She was rubbing her hands together, a snicker escaping her lips in the meantime.
"I mean, you are the one who planned it." Rin smirked wryly. "I'd surely be pissed off if you weren't excited."
"Sounds scary," the egyptologist mused. Sheina then walked over to the side of the room, looking over the articles of clothing. She moved slowly, left to right in a step. A few moments later her lips curved to a wide smile, the woman grabbing ahold of two hangers which held both a suit and dress. "Found it!"
Minori observed the clothing.
The dress that was suited for Rin was a beautiful white gown that reached down to her ankles. The straps on the dress were tied with cute white ribbons, then a larger ribbon tying the waist. The top was even designed in a unique manner-sewn to an interesting floral design. Yes, it was nothing new- it was just a simple, elegant dress.
"We can top this off with some glass slippers," Sheina began, carefully handing the gown to Rin. "We can also braid your hair as well."
Rin raised a brow. "Is that necessary?"
The egyptologist shook her head as she observed Rin. "I mean, it's not, but I'd love to make the atmosphere as 'ballroom' like as possible."
"Fine, then we can do our hair and everything tomorrow," the jeweler grumbled, walking out of the room to go change in the restroom.
Now that Rin had left the scene, Sheina turned her attention to Minori.
"So," she began, smiling happily at him, "you can go change after Rin. Your clothes are over here!"
Sheina held up the clothes instantly, allowing the pseudologist to eye it curiously.
The suit was nothing more than a black tuxedo, equipped with a white collared dress shirt and a black bowtie to go along with the suit. It was neat and clean, no wrinkles to be seen. It was obvious that the suit was in caring hands.
Hm, but now that I think about it…
"Sheina, you never told me you were good at sewing," Minori said, sounding as genuine and curious as possible. He even faked a naive and innocent smile to convince Sheina even further to answer him.
"Oh, me neither." Sheina's answer was surprisingly straightforward. The egyptologist awkwardly laughed. "Even Saori and Rin didn't expect themselves to be good at sewing. Maybe we have a natural talent for it? We were gifted by the Gods, maybe?"
Minori's eyes widened. "So, uh, none of you can sew?"
"Mhm." The woman then frowned. "It's like Seiga and Ryoichi's case. Kaniza told me they never knew much about how to build bombs, and even Seiga admitted he never built one before."
"What…?"
Saori slowly stood up from her seat, walking over to the duo. "You think Monokuma has something to do with this?"
"Seems like it." Minori averted his gaze. "He's messing with us."
But why? Is this merely to make us feel a false sense of security? If so, then why? Why is he also limiting or even exaggerating our personalities?
"It's fine." The pseudologist smiled comfortably to the women. "We'll figure it out soon."
"Of course!" Sheina threw her arms up. "We'll stop Monokuma and get out of here. That accursed bear can't stop us from escaping."
"Is that so?"
Minori couldn't help but doubt it for a second.
"Anyways," Sheina shifted her focus elsewhere, "after this you'll go search for Fumio and the others, right?"
"Yeah." Minori frowned. "Why?"
"Nothing special." Sheina chuckled softly. "I was going to ask Fumio and the others to try their clothes, but they left before I could even see them. I need to make sure I got their measurements right."
The pseudologist adjusted his scarf, idle. "How about Seiga?"
"I'm not sure if he'll want to be around us, but I'll try." The woman smiled sweetly. "I'm sure I'll be able to convince him to at least try on the clothes! You and Fumio already helped convince him, if not slightly. I'll talk to him."
Minori smiled. "Ah, okay."
The door opened. The trio looked back, finding Rin who slowly creaked opened the door from the restroom. She peeked out, cautious. Eyes darted back and forth before the woman was sure of herself. A second passed, and the woman approached the room.
"Ooh, wow!"
Minori crossed his arms as he eyed the jeweler. Sheina in the meantime clapped her hands together, Saori slightly amused at she looked at the woman ahead of her.
Rin was elegant in her gown. She was quite embarrassed over her attire, but it was simply amazing on her. Minori and the others were captivated by how extravagant the woman looked. She was fit to be a princess.
"You look amazing," Sheina began, flocking over to the woman. "You're as beautiful as an Egyptian Goddess!"
"Thanks," Rin murmured, awkwardly scratching her head. "I'm glad you like it."
"Does it fit you well?" The egyptologist asked, now serious. "It's not too loose or tight, right?"
Rin shook her head. "It's fine. It fits me perfectly."
"Really?" Sheina observed the jeweler for a moment. Her expression was steady and unnerving, but after a second her lips curved to a wide smile. "That's great then! I'm glad it fits you well."
Minori chuckled, eyeing the beautifully dressed woman sweetly. "You look pretty in that. It definitely looks nice in you, Rin."
The brunette's eyes widened. She blushed immediately and looked away, mumbling something inaudible under her breath.
"Hehe. Anyways!" The egyptologist immediately turned to Minori's way. "Try on your clothes. I want to see what you look like in that."
The pseudologist's smile turned into an awkward one. He was a bit embarrassed to show himself off to the woman himself, but nonetheless he nodded his head."Uh… sure."
Minori headed over to the restroom, Rin moving to the side as he closed the door behind him. He looked around the area for a moment, then to his clothes. He wondered for a while on how long it took to sew the numerous amounts of fabrics together into this masterpiece, but forfeited after a second later and began to change.
He sighed as he placed his original clothing to the side, then eyeing himself in the mirror. He eyeballed his collar, fixing it a bit before focusing on making his blazer match him symmetrically. He slightly brushed his hair, trying to make himself look more presentable because, well, he wanted to make sure that his appreciation for Sheina's hard work (and of course, Rin and Saori's as well) was obvious. If he looked like he couldn't care less and laughed at his clothes, then he'd only shoot himself in the leg.
Still, that doesn't mean I'm completely comfortable showing myself to everyone right before the actual event started… Sheesh, my mind's beginning to hurt me.
The pseudologist quickly shook his head, ridding himself of these thoughts. Forcing himself to not care anymore, the man headed back outside.
The door opened, and the women's eyes focused straight forward.
"Woah, Minori! You look nice!"
Sheina quickly ran over to Minori, eyeing him from top to bottom. Her smile was wide, eyes sparkling in a childish glint. She was clapping her hands happily together.
"Does it look fine?" Minori asked, awkwardly smiling at Sheina. He honestly wasn't sure what else to say, the woman continuing to eyeball him.
"Yeah! You look amazing!" Sheina giggled. "You're definitely going to impress Sagiso, aren't you? She's your special princess, huh?"
"W-wha-?" Minori's face turned instantly red. He instantly regretted taking off his scarf. "Y-you're teasing me."
"I mean, it's not like we don't support it." Rin was smirking at the pseudologist, obviously amused. "You get embarrassed so easily. I find it hilarious… ahem, Minnie."
The pseudologist jumped. "T-that's because you embarrassed me earlier!"
Rin snorted, slyly winking at the man. "I just find it hilarious that you get embarrassed over anyone mentioning about you and Sagiso's relationship."
"Ooh, really?" Sheina curiously eyed Minori. "We should tease you more often then, Minori!"
Minori frowned, awkwardly averting his gaze. "Please don't…"
Saori looked at the pseudologist with a small nod. "Well, besides all the teasing, I think your clothes suit you well. It fits you fine, correct?"
"Ah, yes, it does." The man smiled softly. "Thank you."
"I'm glad then!" Sheina smiled excitably. "Now I just need to finish a few more clothes and then get everyone else to try theirs on!"
Minori's eyes widened. He quickly headed back towards the bathroom door. "Alright, I'll go look for Fumio and the others then."
"Mhm, of course." The egyptologist chuckled. "Make sure you don't wrinkle the clothes when you take it off and put it back on the hanger!"
"I know."
Minori closed the door behind him, Sheina having finished her words. He quickly changed into his clothes, then carefully putting the tuxedo back on the hanger- carefully, carefully. The scarf was wrapped around him comfortably, warming him quite well. Finishing buttoning his coat on, he grabbed his tuxedo and left the bathroom.
He threw Sheina a smile before handing her the clothes. He waved to the women before heading outside, attention now focused on finding Fumio and the others- particularly Fumio though.
Minori first went to Fumio's door. He heaved a deep breath- inhaling in, exhaling out. His fist hung above his chest, a few inches below his chin. Biting into his inner lip, he knocked on the door.
A few seconds passed- those felt like an eternity before the door clicked. Slowly, the door creaked opened, even if it was slightly.
"O-oh!" Fumio's eyes widened the moment he noticed Minori. "H-hello."
Minori's expression softened, lips curving into a smile. "Are Kamui and Sagiso with you right now?"
"N-no." The scholar awkwardly averted his gaze. "They left a few minutes ago. I just came back here."
"I see." Minori stared at the man for a moment, then shaking his head. He bowed his head down. "I'm really sorry about what happened earlier. I wasn't thinking of you. I'm really sorry. I continued to pursue and frighten you without reading your facial cues. That was stupid of me."
"Minori…" Fumio couldn't help but hold his breath. "It's fine… I-I mean, I never told any of you about my trauma. You just wanted to see if I was fine too."
The pseudologist bit into his lips. Even when Fumio sounded as genuine as possible, it was obvious-
-the scholar didn't forgive him.
It's because I've been acting weird around him. I'm acting like Fumio's suspicious of something. Damn. Everything's my fault…
Still…
Minori took a glimpse at Fumio's expression.
That doesn't mean he'll avoid me though. He'll try to keep the unity between us as strong as possible.
"Like I said, I'm really sorry about this." The pseudologist worriedly crossed his arms. "Do you need some space? I'm sorry if I'm bothering you right now."
"O-oh, no, of course not!" Fumio awkwardly waved his hands around, sweating. "I'm sorry for running out on you. I just made you worried."
Minori's face saddened. "Why would you feel guilty about it? You're not at fault here."
Fumio bit into his lips, eyes darting back and forth. "But… Minori…"
The pseudologist threw the scholar a sweet smile, shaking his head. He looked at the man with complete comfort, trying to look as genuine as humanly possible. "Fumio, it's fine. I'm at fault here. Don't worry about it."
"I… Uh, I mean…" Fumio's lips curved to a small smile. "O-okay then. Sorry."
"Mhm." Minori clapped his hands together, relieved. "So, how are you? Are you feeling better?"
"Oh!" The scholar almost jumped at the sudden questions. "I-I'm fine. I feel better now. Thank you for asking."
The white-haired man nodded. "That's good to know. Uh… So, do you want to talk for a while? I don't have anything else to do, and, well… I admit I'm still a bit worried about you and I'd still feel bad with a simple apology only."
"O-oh, I see." Fumio hesitated, averting his gaze. He was slowly cupping his hands, moving his fingers around. The scholar was biting into his lips, obviously pondering on the idea. "Sure, if you want to…"
Should I hang out with Fumio?
Yes, do it! / No, it's fine, don't.
"Of course I do," Minori answered, straightforward and quick. "Let's talk in your room then."
Fumio smiled shyly, opening the door wide. He allowed Minori to walk inside and take a seat before he closed the door behind him.
Minori: Hm… So, Fumio.
Fumio: Y-yes?
Minori: Hm… I'm thinking about what questions I want to ask you. I really do want to know more about you.
Fumio: Oh, I see.
Minori: Well, then how about we talk about what you want to talk about. I'm happy from just hearing anything from you, alright?
Fumio: O-oh, really? I don't know what I want to talk about though!
Minori: I mean, just seeing you relaxing around me is enough. Whatever you want is fine by me.
Fumio: Gosh, that's really nice of you… Uh, well, I can tell you a bit about my backstory, seeing as, well, what happened earlier…
Minori: What? Fumio, no, you don't need to if you're not comfortable with it.
Fumio: No, it's fine! Don't worry about me.
Minori: Uh… well, if you say so.
Fumio: Mhm. A-anyways, hm, how should I start?
Minori: I'm fine with anything.
Fumio: Of course. Hm, well… I think I can talk about my teacher.
Minori: Oh, your teacher?
Fumio: Yes, Mr. Sato! Yoichi Sato!
Fumio: A-ah, sorry! I didn't mean to shout!
Minori: Aw, it's nice to Fumio so happy and relaxed for once. His teacher must've been the source of happiness in his life if Fumio shouted his name out.
Minori: It makes me feel bad for hurting him…
Minori: That's fine. Your teacher sounds like a great man if you look so excited.
Fumio: H-he honestly is! I will always consider him as my savior, honestly. He was the one who brought me to where I am now.
Fumio: You can say that he was the one who made me become the Ultimate Scholar. I wasn't doing that well in school before I met him.
Minori: Aw, really? That's so sweet.
Fumio: Hehe… He helped tutor me after school and ever since then I always gotten perfect scores on my exams. I was even able to surpass the intelligent students in class! I was so happy when I first scored higher than them… O-oh, though I'd never boast about it to them, heheh…
Minori: That's really great. Your teacher sounds like an amazing person if he's willing to spend most of his time after school to tutor a student.
Fumio: Y-yes, he is. For him to be able to tutor someone who always causes trouble and has a hard time learning… He's amazing.
Minori: Makes me wonder what he's doing now.
Fumio: Yeah…
Fumio: Ahem! A-anyways, I shouldn't speak more. I'll just get homesick if I speak any longer…
Minori: You can tell me more next time.
Fumio: A-ah, yes, of course.
Fumio Fujiyoshi's Profile Card: 2/2
Note: Fumio has a teacher that he holds very dearly to him- Yoichi Sato. From what the scholar said, Sato helped tutor him after school. This eventually led to Fumio who, as he said, used to do horribly at school, to constantly score 100% on his exams.
Minori stood up from his seat, turning to the scholar with a smile. "It was nice to learn a bit more about you."
"R-really?" Fumio's lips curved to a small smile. "I'm glad you're interested…"
"I'll go out now," the pseudologist said, making his way over to the door.
Fumio nodded and jumped down from his seat. "I'll see you out."
Minori headed over to the door, Fumio right behind him. He easily turned the doorknob, causing the door to open. He stepped out as Fumio eyed him, smiling.
"Oh, Minori, Fumio!"
The pseudologist's eyes widened, almost jumping at the sudden voice. He looked back to find Kamui heading towards them, a friendly expression on his face.
"Hello," Fumio greeted, awkwardly eyeing the mortician.
"Pleasure to see you two." Kamui crossed his arms. He suddenly turned to the scholar. "How are you feeling now?"
"I-I'm better now." The scholar blushed, a bit embarrassed by all the attention. "Thank you for asking."
"Mhm." The mortician scratched his head. "Uh, I was going to tell everyone this during dinner, but since you two are here now…"
"Hm?" Minori raised a brow. "What's wrong?"
Kamui chuckled nervously. "Well… It's the printer. It printed something earlier."
"What? Really?" The pseudologist frowned. "What did it print?"
Kamui nodded, reaching into his pockets. It was instant when the mortician suddenly grabbed out a piece of paper, handing it to the white-haired Ultimate.
Minori eyed it carefully, Fumio behind him. It didn't take long before the men saw the words on display.
[Code 2021145 is Unreachable]
"What?" The pseudologist held his breath. A strange feeling of unease and worry overwhelmed him. "What is this?"
"I'm not sure," Kamui began, shaking his head, "I'm assuming this was a message of some sort. I don't know what though or why this was printed."
Fumio raised a brow, expression hardening. "Maybe someone's trying to contact someone? If that person was unreachable, then that's what explains the meaning behind that message."
"I… I don't know." Kamui sighed deeply. "I don't know how the printer works nonetheless."
"Maybe the others would know," Minori suggested, an attempt to lift up the mood of the atmosphere.
"Possibly." The mortician nodded slowly. "I'm hoping Saori or Sagiso would have an idea."
The white-haired man smiled softly. "Mhm."
"Anyways, sorry to have disturbed you two." Kamui grabbed back the paper, shoving it into his pockets. "I'll cook dinner now. Saori must be there already."
"Alright."
Minori watched the mortician who left down the hallways, disappearing from sight. At that time Minori's thoughts began to dwell on what he had just discovered.
Hm… [Code 2021145 is Unreachable]...
What could that mean? The code could've been nothing more than a 'code', but for what? … Or maybe the code is meant to represent someone, and whoever tried to contact that someone was obviously unable to.
But… If any of the two are the case, then why? And also- how?
Is someone trying to reach out to us? Was this a mere mistake? Another red herring? I don't know.
Minori bit into his lips. He was completely unsure of what was happening, nor what he should be investigating into exactly. What theory is right? What should he do? He didn't have any idea.
"Uh…" Fumio awkwardly cupped his hands. "I'll rest for a bit, Minori."
"Huh? Oh." The pseudologist nodded. "Alright. I'll see you later then."
"Mhm. Bye."
Minori watched Fumio who left and closed the door. As always, the pseudologist was now left alone.
Hm… I should check the cafe again since I'm supposed to go there with Sagiso later.
That idea in mind, the pseudologist made his way over to the second floor. He headed over to the cafe, well, that was, when he was certain nobody was inside. He opened the door carefully as he eased his way inside.
The smell of sweet, tasty coffee. It seemed like someone must've brewed a hot drink earlier.
Then again, I don't drink much coffee though.
Minori walked over to the counter, checking the coffee bean grinder. He opened the slot- it seemed to be relatively clean. He then checked the sink, frowning a bit once he noticed a lonely cup waiting to be washed. Definitely unhygienic.
The pseudologist sighed as he turned on the faucet, getting to work. It didn't take long to wash the cup though- merely a minute or two. He grabbed a single paper towel from the roll and dried the material, placing it back atop the polished wooden cabinet.
Minori crossed his arms, and he took a look around the general area.
Hm… I wonder…
The pseudologist began checking the pastries on display. They seemed to have been baked this morning, causing Minori to frown a bit (it was obvious that Monokuma was giving them these luxuries). Making sure the pastries looked as tasty and tantalizing as can be, he made his way over to the cabinets and began opening each one up.
He searched and searched before finally finding what he was looking for- a table cloth and mat. He saw an array of table cloths and mats, scanning each one in judgement of their beauty and worth.
He eventually decided on a cloth that was simple yet elegant- a red velvet one. Eyeing the cloth and feeling its texture, Minori was certain of its beauty and carefully laid it flat on the table. He smoothed it out as neatly and evenly as possible, then grabbing two white table mats and placing them to the left and right.
Minori finally finished this off by setting the needed items on the table- the teacups, teapot, floral plates, the butter knives, etc. He assorted each utensil and belonging to the table, and soon he found himself satisfied with his work. He even arranged a perfectly symmetrical origami flower he found from the side into the middle.
He high fived himself for his hard work, pleased.
Now let's hope Rin doesn't try to sneak around to find Sagiso and I here later.
Minori even worried that the jeweler would tell the others.
Oh, whatever. I could yell at her about it if she did that.
The pseudologist smiled goofily, amused at the thought.
Okay, I think I'm done here. I should go down and see if food's ready.
Minori headed outside the cafe, moving down the floor and towards the dining hall. He opened the door and, as expected and usually, people were inside of the room with food ready in hand.
"Hey, Minori!" Kaniza greeted, sweet as she waved at him. "Just in time for the food!"
Sagiso turned to the pseudologist, greeting him with a nod. Her expression had relaxed the moment she met his eyes.
Once Minori took his seat, everyone began to eat. They ate happily into their teriyaki chicken and clam chowder, Sheina declaring in between the meal that she finished everyone's clothes and that they should try it on. Kaniza was more than delighted to hear this, and Kamui smiled at the fact that the party will take place soon- particularly tomorrow, as Sheina and Saori stated.
Saori turned to Fumio. "Are you comfortable changing into your attire and showing it to Sheina later?"
Fumio's eyes widened. "O-oh! That's fine. I'm just showing it, so… I think it's fine."
"Don't overwork yourself though," Kamui cautioned, smiling comfortably at the scholar who toyed with his locket in anxiousness. The mortician frowned afterwards though, face tightened as he held his breath. "That aside, I have some important information to tell you all."
Rin raised a brow, worry slightly crossing her face. "Kamui? What's wrong?"
Kamui reached into his pockets and pulled out a piece of paper- that same paper shown to Fumio and Minori. He laid it in the middle of the table.
Sagiso furrowed her brows. "This is…"
"Woah." Rin whistled. "How cryptic. Monokuma's messing with us, isn't he."
Sagiso leaned towards the paper, scanning it for a while. She slowly looked over to Kamui. "I assume you found this in the printing room."
"Yes. It had printed out of nowhere, similar to when you and Minori found the key that opened the door in the MonoLottery room." The mortician frowned. "I find this certainly worrying, nonetheless peculiar."
"What could it mean though?" Sheina asked, lost. "Should I pray to the Gods to grant I, the Pharaoh, with knowledge?"
Rin deadpanned. "Will that even work?"
"Possibly," the psychogeographer laughed, though it sounded less of a joke and more as a question as time passed by. "I do wonder what this means though. It feels like someone is trying to send a message to someone, but then why here?"
Kamui nodded, almost too quickly at that. "Exactly! I'm not sure about that."
"It might be a mistake." Sheina tapped onto her chin. "Hm… Maybe Monokuma did it as a prank."
Minori shook his head. "Monokuma's an ass, but not that much of an ass."
Fumio toyed with his accessory, unsure of what to add. "Uh…" He frowned. "That code could've been sent out to Monokuma, but he had it sent to the printer to challenge us."
Rin turned to the scholar. "Is that so?"
"We won't know if that's the case. We don't have any way to decode this," Saori said, irritated as she stared at the piece of paper. "There might be books at the library that translates code, so I might go there later."
"I'll help." Kamui crossed his arms and nodded. "It'll take a while to find anything, but it's still something."
"I need to finish setting up the ball in the auditorium," Sheina admitted, scratching her head with an awkward smile.
Kaniza grinned. "Rin and I will help you."
Rin rolled her eyes and huffed, however she was nodding her head as an answer.
The conversation reached a more happy note, and soon everything seemed normal again. Everyone finished their food and placed their dishes to the sink. It didn't take long before everyone began to leave, Kamui and Saori (as always) staying behind to wash the dishes.
Minori and Sagiso were alone as well, inside of the dining hall and across from one another from the table.
"Are you ready?" Sagiso asked, smiling playfully at the pseudologist. "You better have some good conversation starters."
Minori rolled his eyes and chuckled, standing up from his seat. "Or what? You'll punch me?"
"Sounds tantalizing. Don't tempt me."
The duo shared a laugh before Minori gestured Sagiso to come. The woman got off of her seat and followed the man, the duo heading over to the staircase.
"Are you fine carrying yourself up?" Minori asked, turning to eye Sagiso. She gave him a sweet smile, and that told him everything as he slowly made his way up.
The pseudologist made his way up to the next floor, then turning around to eye Sagiso who were only a few steps away from him. She was slow, but she made her way up, and she chuckled happily as Minori nodded.
"I wonder how good the pastries there are," Sagiso began, humming to herself. "Do you think they have a large assortment of pastries to choose from?"
Minori walker over to the door, then opening it. "Most likely."
"Oh, wow." Sagiso stared at the man. She poked at his nose slyly. "Aren't you such a gentleman."
"I know right?" The pseudologist smirked. "I'm the best."
The woman rolled her eyes, letting out a laugh as she walked inside. The moment she did, however, she stopped. Her eyes widened as she looked ahead of her.
Minori chuckled, closing the door behind him. He walked slowly to the decorated table and threw his arms out, eyeing Sagiso.
"So, what do you think?"
Sagiso was speechless. It took moments for her to register Minori's words, attention entirely focused on the simple, yet obviously thoughtful design. She couldn't help but blush a little as she slowly eyed Minori.
"You're such a jerk, Minori," she began, grinning at him. She walked over to poke at the man's chest. "Tsk, tsk. I should've known you would've done something like this."
The pseudologist laughed, grabbing ahold of Sagiso's hand and gesturing her over to take a seat. "What, are you embarrassed?"
"No, just surprised you planned this much." Sagiso chuckled, moving over before grabbing ahold of Minori's scarf. She adjusted it comfortably around the man. "You're so sweet."
Minori blushes a little as the woman finished adjusting the scarf around him. She grinned slyly before heading over to a seat, beckoning the pseudologist to the chair across. He sat down, then staring at her. "You're not full from dinner, right? I can brew tea at least."
Sagiso chuckled, rolling her eyes. "You're not a tea brewer, so I'm assuming you mean taking a tea bag and soaking it in the teapot."
"Of course," Minori snorted. "I'm not a tea god."
"Uhuh." Sagiso smiled. She tapped into her chin and hummed. "Hm… We should try some of the pastries out. We can share if you're not that hungry either."
Minori nodded, standing back from his seat and moving over to the counter. He eyed the pastries on display and motioned Sagiso. "Which one do you want?"
Sagiso squinted. "Anything works. I'm here to try all of them, Minori."
"Yeah, I know."
After hearing what Sagiso had to say, the pseudologist grabbed ahold of a large plate and began grabbing the different assortments of pastries one by one. He took one of each, grabbing each one carefully before walking over to Sagiso and setting the plate down in the middle.
"I'll brew tea as well. Do you prefer any kind of tea?"
Sagiso shrugged. "I'm fine with anything. You can choose."
The man gestured the woman two thumbs-up, grabbing the teapot and walking over to where the coffee machine and array of tea bags were. He opened the container to find a large assortment of tea flavors- in the end, choosing the simple oolong tea. He used the machine to pour hot water into the teapot, and then soaked the tea bag inside. Cautiously, he brought the pot over to the table.
"Wow!" Sagiso exclaimed, a teasing tone in her voice. "You should be my waiter if you're this hardworking to impress me."
"I'm not impressing you. I'm just doing what I always do- make sure you're as fine as can be," Minori replied, using his time to tease the woman in return.
"Mhm. Sure, keep dreaming." The auburn-haired woman took the time to grab ahold of one of the pastries- the creme puff, more specifically. She plopped it into her mouth and bit into it, her eyes suddenly widening and lips curving to a wide smile. "Oh, this tastes good! You should try one."
"Really?" The pseudologist shrugged, taking a piece of chocolate fondue from his plate. "I'm more into this one that I got."
"Aren't you a curious person."
A few minutes passed between the duo trying each of the pastries. They enjoyed each and every one of the pastries, smiling and talking happily with one another. They even enjoyed the tea to go alongside the pastries.
"The ball's tomorrow," the pseudologist began, steering the conversation into a new topic. He was observing Sagiso who eyed him curiously. "Are you excited?"
"I am. I would love for us to solve this entire mess sooner, but we do deserve a break for once." The woman's expression was calm. "It's a shame though. I hate admitting it, but I'm not completely looking forward to the ball."
"Why?" Minori asked, raising a brow.
Sagiso awkwardly averted her gaze. "Well, it's because everyone there will be dancing, right? That's particularly what a ball is about, and my injury forbids me from dancing. I can only eat, stand, and talk. Dancing seems impossible."
The pseudologist's expression softened as he smiled at the woman. "That's not true, Sagiso."
'It is, and it's unfortunate." The woman sighed. "I really wanted to dance with Saori and the others. I know for certain they'll be together to dance."
"Nonsense." Minori reached over to grab Sagiso's hands. He clutched onto them softly. "I'm sure you can dance. We just need to find a way."
The psychogeographer raised a brow, lips curling. "Do you know a way then?"
"Hm, well, how about this?" Minori brought Sagiso up, bringing her carefully to her feet. She eyed the man worriedly as he grinned at her, moving her feet over his. "You're not hurting, right?"
"No, not really." Sagiso nodded. "The gauze forces the pain away from my ankle. I can use my feet to balance myself, but not move them."
"That's good." The pseudologist chuckled. "Just stay like this and let me dance."
Sagiso blushed, but stayed silent with acknowledgement regardless.
Minori threw the woman a loving smile, complete with affection as he held her gently in his arms. He felt her hands on his shoulders as he began moving slowly, stepping in a rhythmic beat. One, two. One, two.
It was awkward at first. His movements were not perfect and were rigid. Sagiso slipped a couple of times from Minori's shoes, but within a few minutes the couple found themselves more comfortable in each other's presence. Minori began moving at a comfortable pace, his steps more daring and flexible. Sagiso began to sway in response to the rhythm, feeling the air breeze through her face. The duo became more and more content with themselves, and soon they found themselves laughing as they smiled at one another.
There was no need for music. There was no need for anything. All the duo cared about was the enjoyment they had in each other's presence.
"Minori, you're such a sweetheart," Sagiso began, hugging the man suddenly. The duo stopped in their tracks as Minori felt the woman's warmth. "You didn't have to do that."
"I didn't want to just let you go like that," Minori replied, wrapping his arms around her and hugging her tightly. "I don't want you to be sad."
"You're… You're just the sweetest person ever." Sagiso blushed, releasing her embrace. Her eyes were glistening in admiration. "I never expected to be treated like this. People usually thought of me as an annoyance because of how nosy I was."
Minori smiled, gently sitting Sagiso down. "You're not. No one thinks of you as an annoyance, and I am completely certain I don't see you like that as well."
"I'm grateful." The woman cupped her hands together. She was staring at the floor. "Once we figure out the mystery behind this entire mess, we can all go home together. You, me, Kaniza, Rin… Everyone. I cannot wait for us to escape from this nightmare."
Minori averted his gaze, silent.
"I trust that we can all get out of here together." The woman's smile was sweeter than ever. She was completely certain of herself. "We'll stop Monokuma and the mastermind, and we can all go home."
The pseudologist couldn't help but simply nod his head.
He didn't mention the obvious idea that one of them were the mastermind. He didn't even mention the recollection of Sagiso's private discussion with Fumio.
It's obvious that she doubts that. She-
No, he couldn't. He didn't want to ruin Sagiso's mood.
"Minori."
Sagiso's face was red.
"Thank you for always being by my side."
"Sagiso…"
But that's not true, was it?
Minori smiled. "You're welcome."
The woman's smile widened. The duo shared a look before they continued to talk, discussing and happily laughing before the clock struck midnight.
And that's the end of this chapter! Inevitably the death will come, and of course it'll end the happiness within the cast. Upupupu!
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And now, I'm off! See you next time~