"What the fuck...?", asked Mondo, looking at one of the pictures left by Monokuma. The class was beggining the first day of investigation, and the bike rider's group came across a familiar picture while exploring the Art Room.

The picture had Mondo, Leon, and Chihiro giving each other a noogie in what appeared to be a classroom.

A Hope's Peak classroom.

"This means that Celeste was correct!", Taka mused at the revelation. "We have indeed known each other before only to forget about it."

With the gangster agreeing with his friend, he suddenly glanced at the dichromatic girl looking down.

"What's wrong dude?", asked Mondo at the programmer.

"Nothing, it's just...", Chihiro trailed off before speaking, "It's just that I can't help but feel bad for his death. Since I'm also part of Sayaka, doesn't that mean that I'm responsible for his death?"

"No, of course it doesn't", Taka responded. "You didn't murder Leon, Monokuma did. None of it is your fault."

"Look, let's just move on", Mondo stated. "At this point, we have to find out the truth about this goddamn school, regardless of what comes at us."

The dichromatic girl nodded in response, a newfound sense of confidence in her eyes.

"Now let's see what else we're missing", spoke up Taka, the bike rider's group leaving the Art Room.


In the music room, both Hifumi and Yasuhiro were just chilling, Makoto trying to find some clues after concluding Sakura's training.

"To think we finally have a chance to get out of here!", Hifumi said with glee.

"I just hope the bear ain't lying", remarked the clairvoyant, Hifumi nodding in agreement.

"Hey guys, look what I found!", Makoto said, discovering another picture below one of the seats. Both the otaku and Yasuhiro scrambled to where Makoto was.

What the luckster found was another picture similar to the one Mondo discovered, only that this one had Celeste reprimanding Hifumi playfully while Sayaka laighing in the background.

"This...", Makoto trailed off. "This was a photo of us in Hope's Peak! Celeste wasn't lying!"

"So we did spend two years there", Yasuhiro noted, pretending to actually understand. "I wonder how much money I've made in my time there."

Hifumi meanwhile, was looking at the picture. Not seeing, just looking, seemingly deep in his own thoughts.

"Hifumi, you're okay?", asked the luckster, the otaku suddenly pulled out of his thoughts.

"Huh? Oh yeah it's just...", Hifumi trailed off before continuing, "It's just that Miss Ludenberg has really changed... It's a lot to take in."

"Yeah, I didn't think that she would actually be capable of doing so", mused the clairvoyant in agreement, remembering all those times the gamber gave him a death stare.

"But at least she's changed for the better, and is now trying to help us", Makoto continued. "The least we can do is to try and escape out of here as well, to make her efforts not go to waste."

Both individuals listening to him nodded their heads in agreement.

"Shall we then, Mr. Naegi?", bowed Hifumi towards the exit, the luckster laughing in response.

"Yeah, we should be done here", Makoto stated, both him and the other two participants leaving the music room. Meanwhile, a purple apparition only kept staring at the group in silence before dematerializing.


Diavolo could only sigh in his room, remembering the chaos that transpired at the farming grounds. Koichi, on behalf of Tengan, decided to let the little fight go unpunished, albeit with a little warning. Nonetheless, the members were done eventually with the farming work, and now the Italian was alone to himself once more.

Suddenly, he heard a knock reverberate across his room. Turning to the door, the Italian aksed, "Who is it?"

"I-I'ts me", he heard a meek voice ring out. Wait, didn't the voice sound familiar?

"Who?"

"Seiko Kimura."

Ah, that's why.

"What do you want?", asked the Italian curtly, albeit without intention.

"O-Oh, I just wanted to thank you for standing up for me", thanked the pharmacist. "You know, against Ruruka Ando? The one down there at the farming area?"

"...Oh, yeah, you're welcome", dismissed Diavolo, taking him a few seconds to remember the confectioner's name. Funny how it only took him one day to make both her and her boyfriend his enemies. He really needed to slow down on the enemy-making.

The Italian then asked Seiko, "By the way, how old are you two?"

"I'm 23, and Ando is 24"

"So you two are adults?", asked the Italian. "Then act like one. Both of you only look like teenagers bickering."

"Y-yeah, I know...", trailed off Kimura. "W-we never got along back at Hope's Peak."

"I don't remember seeing you two back then", Diavolo noted.

"Well, we were expelled due to an incident."

"I see."

A little later, Seiko apoke up once more, "W-well, I'll be going. Again, thank you."

"You're welcome."

He then heard the sound of footsteps receede into the hallway, leaving alone the Italian to himself once again.


"What's Celeste doing, anyways?", asked Aoi curiously, both her and Sakura engaging in a conversation with Makoto. It was well after the Music Room investigation, and the group was now discussing what they have found.

"It's well beyond me", the luckster mused. "But she's acting distant, even more so than usual."

"I haven't seen her at all", Sakura added, drinking a protein shake of some sort. "Perhaps it's for our safety to not talk to her."

"Maybe so...", trailed off Makoto.

Celeste, meanwhile, was simply locked in her room, weaving another dress. She didn't say a single thing, and her face didn't express a single drop of emotion.

Cloakie, though, could only look sympathetic at their user.

Making dresses was definitely a relaxing activity, always distracting her from any unnecessary feelings. Today it wasn't working.

Her interaction with Kyoko earlier was definitely starting to eat at her, the possibility of never seeing her again starting to manifest in her mind. She still made fine dresses while stressed, though, so it's fine.

"Mimi...?", asked the stand.

"I'm fine, I'm fine", said the gambler. "I just need some time to myself, is all."

An unnerving event like this was something she didn't expect back when she entered this school, before participating in the killing game. She only wanted to live in a castle, for crying out loud.

Well, not like that dream mattered anymore. Not in a destroyed world, it wouldn't.

"I admit that I haven't felt this way before", simply stated Celeste. Well, that's kinda false, she could definitely remember having a few disagreements with Kyoko.

"But in my defense, I didn't plan Kyoko knowing about our relationship so soon, either", the gothic girl added. "Now it's just giving me a headache."

The stand went up to her and settled on her lap, hoping to provide some sort of comfort.

"I appreciate the sentiment", the gambler lightly smiled before returning to her usual face. "I'm sure we'll solve everything later."

The stand floated up to her and nodded in agreement, now settling in her shoulder.

"I just hope we aren't dead before that."


The sirens suddenly began ringing across the building, pulling the languid Italian from his sleep.

"What the...?"

The intercom suddenly rang out, the voice of Tengan saying, "Monokuma units present at the entrance. Everybody who is suitable to fight, please report to the entrance and stand your ground. Everyone else, stay in your rooms until further instruction."

Well this never happened before.

The Italian decided to look out the balcony to see several Future Foundation members in a group, dismantling an endless army of Monokumas. Into the distance was a giant Monobeast, a giant robotic warrior standing above it.

"Bad luck to end up here", remarked Koichi while playing with his yo-yo. "There's always something out to get me when I'm outside."

"Well can't you do something with that Spin thing of yours!?", asked Juzo, demolishing Monokumas with his bare fists.

"No can do", the talent scout tipped his hat down. "My Spin is only effective against living things. I can't do much against robots."

"Dammit...", the boxer mused, destroying yet another robot. His fists were well beyond wounded, purple bruises adorning his hands. "Dammit!"

"Adults of Future Foundation!", a childish voice rang out from the robotic warrior. "I will continue beating up everyone with my army until you guys turn in an adult! So if you don't want a bad beating, spill out a demon!"

"It's a Warrior of Hope!", noted Juzo.

"Monaca probably ran out of toys to play", mused Kyosuke, slashing down a Monokuma in half.

"So she needs another adult, huh?", said Koichi, dodging another robot. "What should we do?"

"Someone fighting would help us!", shouted the boxer at Koichi. Suddenly, a flurry of Monokumas went flying, a tall bull-head being the cause.

"More backup, I suppose?", grinned the talent scout.

"Indeed", stated Gozu, dropping of Kimura from his back. "She said she could help, even though I insisted otherwise."

"I-I think I have a way to helping everyone", the pharmacist noted, pulling out a set of pills.

"Gekkogahara is trying to start up the emergency security system, so it should activate in a few minutes", the bull-head added. "We need to hold our ground until then."

"Got it!", said Juzo as he uppercut another Monokuma. "Well, pharmacist girl, do something!"

"I'm on it!", the girl responded, swallowing one of the pills. A few seconds after, she increased in size and transformed her appearance. He eyes glowed purple and warped into a reptile's, her hands now sporting sharp, magenta claws. Her hair was now flowing wildly, leaving her with an appearance similar to a monster's.

"What the-", awed the boxer.

"Everyone, outta my way!", the girl seethed, tearing out countless Monokumas like paper. Everyone else didn't let up, doing their part of the bear bashing.

"It doesn't matter what you adults do, we still have you cornered!", rang out the warrior. "Bring out Big Bertha!"

"Bring out who?", asked Gozu, smashing another robotic head. Up at the sky appeared a giant robotic dragon, a flurry of laser cannons preparing to strike inside its mouth.

"You gotta be fucking kidding me!", said Juzo, breaking another robot to smithereens. His hands were too bruised, he couldn't continue fighting. The boxer was forced to stand alongside Koichi at the back while letting everyone else do their thing.

"Dammit, I couldn't do anything!", said the boxer to himself.

"I dunno, beating up a bunch of robots should count as something", stated Koichi, playing with his yo-yo.

"Both of you, back inside the building!", ordered Kyosuke, slashing another Monokuma. His sword was starting to grow blunt, but he didn't care. "Juzo, get your hands taken care of!"

"...On it!", Juzo complied, bringing the talent scout with him inside.

The rest of the group could only continue struggling as the dragon charged its attack, seemingly set to put an end to Future Foundation...

Author's Note: Chapter 29 done! I know, I'm not uploading consistently, but it's because of school and all. Don't worry, though, I haven't given up on this story yet!

A few responses for V's comments:

• Don't worry, I'll chill with the Diavolo/Ruruka interactions XD. I had my share of fun writing them, but I'll get serious now.

• In terms of an OC enemy stand user, I haven't thought about any specific ideas, but I'm definitely considering it.

• I don't know too much about music, but I'll try implementing musical references here and there if possible. It won't be limited to just stands.

• Since nobody is using the 13th division right now, I'll have Diavolo be the leader. Hina will still be part of said division, just not as a leader (assuming she'll survive).

• I wouldn't count on Rai and Jotaro appearing any further, they were both only used for flashbacks and to explain certain plot holes.

• Stand info for both Mind Melodic and Fallen Soldiers will appear in due time.

• Diavolo still has Epitaph, he just can't see the future anymore. He lost that ability around the same time the Hope's Peak Tragedy happened. I'll elaborate on that eventually.

That'll do for the responses. Any feedback, options, or theories? Leave them all in the comments! Until the next entry, I'll see everyone later!