Author's Note: Yup, another scene from the miniseries! This will likely be the only time you ever read a HajimexKyokoxHiyoko threesome in this fandom. Naturally I wasn't going to let something like that pass me by! Just a standard threesome with some added tribadism, Hajime being disinterested, Hiyoko being a brat, the usual. Oh and Ibuki straight-up kills someone but we knew that already. I will admit the last scene in the pit kinda contradicts the prior image I created of New Nagasaki, but at the same time, they're ruled by Junko. She may discourage drugs and stuff like that, but absolutely encourage brutal bloody death games! I mean, come on, that's basically canon. See you soon!

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Kyoko 0.5: In the Name of Despair, Smile!

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Nagasaki; September 4th, 1994


Kyoko had been in Nagasaki a total of four days and even managed to scare herself with how well she fit in, and how quickly.

She rode her bike along to the city gates, saying she was disillusioned with hope and Hope's Peak in general and wanted a better place with better results and far more interesting people. She was welcomed in instantly and was given utility work. Tsumugi and Mikan were smitten with her company and took her measurements for clothing. The boyish, practical, heavy clothing she arrived in were soon discarded and she spent a majority of her time in a see-through lavender slip dress and purple leather jacket and black heels, her hair loose and curled.

She looked at herself in the mirror then, wondering how she swayed them so easily. Was she really that good of an actress, or were they that gullible? No, they weren't gullible. Mikan was an amazing nurse and worker, a vast majority of them were above-and-beyond at what they did. They weren't stupid, surely.

Kyoko finished putting some lipstick on, putting it away when she heard someone come into the room.

"Kirigiri-chan?" Hajime's voice reached her, and she subtly winced.

"I'm in here!" She called out sweetly.

How could she forget? Almost as soon as she arrived, Mahiru, one of Junko Enoshima's close confidants, took her hand and personally led her to the fancy suite in the hotel, a nice one with a balcony and glass windows overlooking the city, and introduced her to Hajime and said she was his bride.

"A bride?" Kyoko questioned. "I don't know him,"

"She asked for it to be so," Mahiru said, but Kyoko detected unease in her eyes before she looked away. "Hinata-kun is a good man. You two would be perfect for each other," She left before Kyoko could question her further, and Hajime took one look at her rugged, boyish appearance, shrugged, and downed a bottle of lime soda.

Still, he came to warm up to her fairly quickly, as they had had sex every night for the past three nights, and she was very slowly learning his routine as a result of it. Last night, she coaxed him into speaking about secrets concerning the weapons they have and committed what he said to memory.

"You excited for tonight?"

Are you? She thought to herself, as he sounded dull and disinterested. Yet, he was only doing what was expected of him, as was she, as was Mahiru and Mikan and Tsumugi. Decent people in another life that ended up in a place like this.

"Aren't I always?" She finally came out of the bathroom, leaning against the doorframe slightly to pose in a sultry way.

"Tonight's going to be special though. Got one of the workers to see you. She's annoying as shit but has a great body, and she loves girls," Hajime explained just as there was a knock on the door. "Probably her. Come in!"

"Geezh, could you sound anymore uninterested, Big Brother Hajime?" A girly voice whined, and Kyoko quickly made note of the newcomer as she stepped in further.

Buxom, blonde, wearing a sheer white lacy camisole printed with strawberries and a bow in front with a matching garter, choker, and tied panties. Her hair was down in a wave.

"This is Kirigiri-chan. Saionji-chan or something," Hajime introduced them, and Hiyoko gasped.

"Big Sister Kyoko! You can't be wearing something like that before you fuck someone!" She pouted. "Seriously, do you have no understanding of how that stuff works? Then again, maybe not, you look pretty dumpy,"

Kyoko tightened her hands into fists. "Teach me," She finally asked, a succinctly-sweet smile on her face.

"Yay! I get to dress you up!" Hiyoko threw her hands in the air and ran over to Hajime's closet, searching through it. "Some old stuff might be in here. It likely won't fit over your tiny little titties, but whatever! I hear Big Brother Hajime likes them small, isn't that right?"

Hajime said nothing.

"Here we go!" She finally pulled out a pale pink ensemble with a sheer white skirt in the back, lacy pink thigh-highs, and a matching choker. Kyoko noticed it resembled a very sexual version of a typical maid's dress. "Now come on, get dressed! Unless you're afraid of showing everyone your little mosquito bites!"

Kyoko very slowly peeled her jacket off, tossing it to the floor. She kept her eyes on Hajime as she kicked a leg up on the bed, undoing her slip slowly and revealing her thin black bra and underwear. She pulled those off until she stood completely naked before the two. Without shame, she tied herself into the pink lingerie and tied her hair up into a ponytail with a matching bow, then posed on the bed. Hiyoko crawled over next to her and the two girls held hands, their faces close to each other.

"I bet you wanna fuck us, huh? Don't you, Big Brother Hajime?" Hiyoko teased.

"Why don't you two get warmed up? I think you'd especially like that," Hajime coaxed Hiyoko, who pouted.

"You're just upset you're not hard yet," She moved closer to Kyoko and planted a kiss on her lips, squeezing her breasts and making her eyes widen. She began to kiss her more firmly, pressing against her breasts and smirking. "Oooh, I bet this gets you so wet, you slut!"

Kyoko remained silent and let Hiyoko pull out her breasts and begin playing with them, squeezing and squishing and even sucking on them. She stuck a hand down Kyoko's panties and ran her finger along her opening, making her shiver a bit. Kyoko then figured she couldn't just sit around doing nothing so she scooted over to Hiyoko a bit and put her hands on her expansive chest, squeezing them tightly. Hiyoko gasped.

"You just touched Princess Saionji's breasts! It's an honor she only reserves for the very best of girls!" Hiyoko teasingly kissed her again while still running her fingers along her slit, making Kyoko gasp and wetten a bit. "See? You're a total slut, look at how you're getting into this!" She pulled her own panties aside and rubbed her opening against Kyoko's, getting both girls a bit more wet. Kyoko kissed Hiyoko again, playing with and kneading her breasts.

Hajime climbed into bed at that point, stroking his semi-erect member. "You know what to do," He directed, and both girls certainly did; Hiyoko squeezed it inbetween her breasts and slowly licked the tip of it while Kyoko slowly licked the sides, going slow at first but gradually building up speed. It was taking all her willpower to not wince at certain memories and continue going. She made her way up to the tip and carefully licked it, feeling it harden slightly.

"Who are you going to skewer?" Hiyoko asked innocently in a child-like way that made Kyoko wince slightly.

"Who do you want it to be?" Hajime asked.

"Me!" Hiyoko pulled away briefly before she lowered herself onto his member, gyrating her hips slightly.

"No way, I don't want you to be on top," Hajime grumbled, making Hiyoko pout.

"I don't care! This is how I always do it!" She slowly gyrated and pulled Kyoko close to her, planting another kiss on her lips and fondling her breasts. Kyoko moaned into her mouth and ran her fingers along the lining of her panties, feeling how wet she was. She pulled away from Hiyoko and crawled over to Hajime, uncovering herself before she placed her area on his mouth and continued kissing Hiyoko, fondling her breasts.

"Hm? You really did that to him!" Hiyoko snickered, speeding her motions up. Kyoko moved around slightly, moaning into Hiyoko's mouth as they kissed and she felt Hajime's tongue roll around in her. "But now you can't get off,"

"I don't care," Kyoko admitted, running her hands down her own body and softly gasping. She had a good idea of what Hajime's limit was and was just trying to bind her time until he reached it.

The three continued their impromptu threesome until Hajime suddenly moaned into Kyoko, making her gasp slightly and pull away from Hiyoko as she cried out. Her juices and some of Hajime's sperm rolled down his member.

"Ugh, you cummed inside me, stupid!" Hiyoko cried, pulling herself off. "You're lucky I'm taking special herbs so I don't have to be burdened with any spawn of yours! Ever heard of a condom?"

"Shut up," Hajime grumbled, sitting up and rolling his eyes.

"What now?" Kyoko asked, falling on the other side of the bed. He could last for at least twenty minutes. She tucked that bit of information away for later.

"Let's go shopping!" Hiyoko cheered, her sour mood seemingly forgotten. "We can wear such adorable kimono, Big Sister Kyoko!"

"Sure," Kyoko redressed herself in her lingerie uneasily, feeling lightheaded.

"Yay!" She threw her hands up and again went to dressing Kyoko in a sexualized kimono. "I swear, Big Brother Hajime just has everything in his room!"

As she dressed Kyoko, she payed special attention to Hiyoko's neck, as the skull-like necklace that Hajime wore wasn't on her. Mikan had one though. Was Hiyoko not as high-ranking as she'd like to believe she was?

Hajime got himself cleaned up with a long shower and dressed in a well-tailored green suit, whereas Hiyoko redid her hair into a fancy bun with blue flowers and a matching kimono. Her kimono was more of a furisode except with a short skirt and it was low-cut to show off her cleavage. The outfit was trimmed in blue and purple with a huge bow in the back and tall geta. Kyoko found herself getting a grey and lavender outfit. The top resembled a more tasteful kimono but the bottom was still a miniskirt and she wore her black heels. Both girls had blue ribbon chokers and Kyoko kept her hair up in a tall ponytail, replacing the pink bow with a grey one.

"How do we look?" Hiyoko posed cutely. "Just kidding! As if I'd ask for a stupid boy's opinion!" She held Kyoko's hand. "Let's go! Shopping time!"

The trio stepped into the elevator and started heading down, rock music blasting in their ears. Hiyoko kept squeezing Kyoko's hand and speaking excitedly about everything she planned on buying, but Kyoko tuned her out. She still felt odd and disoriented and only kept a tight grip on her hand for fear of collapsing altogether.

They reached the ground-floor of the hotel and continued walking, walking through the city when loud cheering caught Kyoko's attention.

"Ooooh, it sounds like a fight is going on! Let's watch!" Hiyoko begged Hajime, who just shrugged.

"Sure, we have some time," He changed their direction and they instead walked over to a hallowed-out section of the city that resembled an empty swimming pool. A crowd had gathered around it, cheering and shouting loudly. Kyoko looked closer and noticed bloodstains at the bottom and sides of the pool. Also inside was a woman with tyedyed hair wearing tight black shorts, a black crop top, black leather fingerless gloves, and combat boots, along with holding a blue chainsaw decked out in Christmas lights.

"In this corner, we have our ten-time winner, Mioda-chan!" A muscular man dressed in a bright red suit and tie announced into a microphone, standing at the edge of the pool. He pointed to the girl who was sticking her tongue out. "She may be a mere worker, but she's not shoddy when it comes to entertainment!"

A random guy was pushed into the pit and Ibuki started up her chainsaw, smirking.

"You're in for it this time! Ibuki's going to slice you up real good!"

"Yeah! You go, Ibuki-chan! Fight them!" Hiyoko cheered with sudden ferocity. The chainsaw roared loudly and Ibuki charged towards the person with it, quickly sidestepping his attempts with a small knife.

"You think a weapon like that will stop me?"

"I thought New Nagasaki prided itself on not being barbaric and instead settling on hard work?" Kyoko finally found her voice, instead looking at Hiyoko and Hajime.

"Believe it or not, it was her idea. She said we all need a chance to blow off some steam. It's not a daily thing, more weekly," Hajime shrugged.

"It makes up for the fact we don't have much else in the way of fun things," Hiyoko whistled. "Go Ibuki-chan! Slice his head off!"

"You all know it, place your bets on Mioda-chan!" Nekomaru announced. "Unless a few of you are feeling lucky enough that our unknown fighter will win?"

"Mioda-san! Mioda-san!" The crowd cheered. Kyoko kept watching in silence, seeing the guy finally drop his knife and try to climb out of the pit, crying out when his hands got scabbed by the concrete. Ibuki smirked at him.

"No way outta here!" She revved up her chainsaw and trapped the guy against the wall, shoving her chainsaw right into his gut. Blood and a few chunks sprayed out onto her as he quickly stopped struggling and blood poured out onto the wall. He collapsed and Ibuki pulled out he chainsaw, turning it off and posing with it on her shoulder. She was covered in blood.

"Mioda-chan! Mioda-chan!" The audience cheered. She winked and stuck out her tongue, flipping them off.

"That's my girl!" Hiyoko waved. "Let's hang out after this!" She kept talking even though Kyoko was fairly certain she couldn't actually hear her. She felt even more disoriented and remained silent as Hiyoko held her had again and led her away from the pit, cheering about going shopping still.

How was she going to properly convey the true sinister nature of New Nagasaki to everyone in Hope's Peak, even assuming, of course, she could remain in secret? Why did nobody ever think it could get as bad as this?

As they walked, the wind blew past her briefly and she glanced over to see a bird caw at her from one of the trees. She involuntarily shivered and kept her head down after staring for too long, sensing a bad omen suddenly.