I still had to wait about thirty more minutes before Teruteru brought in the fish. Honestly, I understood why after seeing it, because it appeared that the said 'fish supper' was actually fish and chips. Something like that could take quite a while to make right, after all. By the time the plates were brought out, most of the kids had returned to the restaurant (Akane and Nekomaru still were probably wrapping up their session). Judging by the attendance, it seemed like all of the kids decided to stick around nearby in order to see what would happen when the fish was ready. That, or some were dragged here by others in order to have full attendance regardless if they wanted to or not.

As I scanned the room, Hiyoko confirmed herself to be a part of the latter. "Where's peabrain and the missing link? How come THEY don't have to be here?!" she whined to Mahiru, pouting as she crossed her arms, "I don't want to waste my time watching someone barf knowing that someone else doesn't have to! It's not fair!"

"Hiyoko, I'm sure that they'll show up. Nobody is going to not witness what happens here, okay? It's important," Mahiru soothed, gently patting Hiyoko on the head, who in return seemed to ease up a bit. Part of me really was grateful the redhead was here, honestly. If she wasn't, then there's no doubt that Hiyoko would be behaving even worse. Then again, there's that other part of me that wishes she weren't here so that Hiyoko wouldn't be here either... Regardless, it was truly important to have everyone here in order to discuss things further after this.

Staring down at the fried fish in front of me, I could feel myself tense up. If my distaste DID transfer over, then no fish will be able to be kept down. Not even this expertly cooked one. And if it transferred over, then I'll be having a live audience of me puking.

God dammit. I really should have thought this through.

My thoughts were interrupted by the rapid stomping of feet coming from below the restaurant, which quickly went to the direction of the stairs. It didn't take me looking behind me to the staircase to know who was coming.

"Sorry for the holdup! Just had to wrap up a little something with coach Nekomaru, you know?" I heard Akane's voice sound, followed by loud laughter, which could only come from Nekomaru. As the two joined the crowd that was currently surrounding me, the tan girl looked over to Teruteru, an eyebrow raised.

Without hesitation, she asked him, "So. Where's my plate?"

In return, Byakuya huffed, crossing his arms. "I told him to hold off on giving you your share until afterwards. I'm not sure if you noticed, but this is important. Once we know how Ginevra reacts to eating fish, you can do whatever you want while the rest of us discuss the matter. You wouldn't be much help anyway," he spat, which caused Akane to mimic Hiyoko's current pouting.

I guess now that everyone was here, I shouldn't keep them waiting. Taking a deep breath, I took hold of my fork and cut into the fried fish with the edge. After successfully separating a piece, I took one more nervous glance to the kids, who were watching me carefully.

It definitely was intimidating, now that it was happening. I had a feeling that it would be overwhelming, but not like this...

No! I shouldn't let this scare me. I had to just grow up and get it over with. Quickly, I stuck the piece of fish onto my fork and forced myself to just eat it.

It... It definitely tasted fishy. The more that this registered onto my tongue, the more my brain was screaming at me that I was going to feel nauseous if it stayed inside of me. That I know what's going to happen if I don't. Despite all subconscious urging, however, I swallowed my bite and awaited the sickness that would follow.

"Well? How do you feel?" Hajime asked as he approached me cautiously.

I didn't answer, but instead waited for the nausea to hit.

... And continued to wait.

Maybe I needed another bite? With my subconscious screaming at me to not, I cut off yet another piece of fish, then repeated what I did with the first.

Nothing.

The look of bewilderment shown on my face was enough of an explanation as to what was going on, because I could see Byakuya cross his arms in thought. "It seems that Nagito's previous tastes have remained regardless of whatever instances have happened to you prior," he stated with a nod, "With this test concluded, we can safely say that the only thing that's transferred over from you is your consciousness. Well, until otherwise is proven."

After that was said, the restaurant was filled with thoughtful murmurs from the teenagers. Well. Akane appeared to be slightly interested for about two seconds before sauntering over to the seat next to me, plopping down into it, then calling out to Teruteru, "I'm ready for my order! C'mon! I'm hungry!"

As the Ultimate Chef scurried into the restaurant's kitchen, Hajime made his way over to me, his eyes scanning me up and down. "When does this sickness usually start? Does it happen right after eating or a while later?" he asked me. I guess I don't blame him. I didn't really elaborate on just how it worked.

"It usually happens seconds after I eat it, which is why I ate more after my first bite. I wanted to try and trigger it, you know?" I explained as I prodded the rest of the fish with my fork, "I know it isn't because of so many people watching me either. It always would happen whether people were watching or not. This is the first time I've eaten fish without any trouble."

My explanation caused Hajime to hum to himself, as if pondering what to say in response to that. I don't really blame him. It'd be hard to find something to really branch off of that. Before he could finally respond, Peko raised her hand, indicating that she had something to say, "There's one thing that's been on my mind after hearing about Nagito's talent remaining with his body..."

The white noise present in the restaurant died down as everyone's attention turned towards Peko. "Could there be a possibility that other things have remained as well?" she suggested, causing a new concern to become apparent.

"You mean, like, mentally?" Mahiru asked her, which was returned with a nod. I... Honestly hadn't considered that yet. She's sharp.

Chiaki decided to join in this discussion, "None of us really had a chance to get to know him too well to know what he's like, so it'll be hard to really know. But that doesn't mean that we shouldn't watch out for anything that might hint at it, you know?"

"Yeah. If that is a possibility, I'll be sure to let everyone know if I notice anything different," I replied, keeping a facade of calm. It truly was a really scary thought, all things considered. If this did eventually happen, would I even notice it? And if it happened, would my personality be overwritten with Nagito's?

Shaking these thoughts out of my head, I resorted to munching on one of the 'chips' that went with my meal. I had to take my mind off of it somehow, so what better way to do so? But even though it apparently was now okay for me to eat fish, I decided against it. Previous memories eating it just took the joy out of it for me. Maybe when I'm done with the chips, I'll let Akane have my share.

Ding dong!

As an automated bell sounded throughout the restaurant, everyone ceased whatever conversation they were having. It was only seconds later that the monitor in the room flickered on, revealing Usami in her colorful room, same as with the announcement for nighttime. In a rather frantic tone, she spoke, "Everyone! Please wrap up what you're doing and go to the park immediately! We have a few things that need to be addressed!"