Prologue
Disclaimer - I do not own Danganronpa or any of the characters you may see in this story. All rights is reserved for Team Danganronpa and basically anyone else involved with the making of this wonderful, hopeful, and despairing series. All characters you see here are based on me and my friends, only Japanified for Danganronpa tradition sakes.
Warning: This story may contain cursing with some * censors, character deaths, despair, no hope, absolutely disturbing sexual innuendos and dark backstories. Side effects may include tears, sadness, depression, and of course despair. Puhuhuhu. Don't say I didn't warn ya!
BIG GIANT WARNING: BE CAREFUL! THERE ARE SPOILERS AND SUBTLE HINTS ABOUT WHAT HAPPENS IN THE OTHER GAMES! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!
The game has begun...
Opening her dotted eyes of black and red and staring in the bright sun, a childish female voice enamored the scene with a groan. The person at hand placed a hand on her head, groaning...
But what's this?
What she had placed on her head was no hand. It was a paw? Oh that's right. Glancing down at her short stature and picking up the staff from the ground, the person realized why she was here in the first place. She realized she wasn't a person at all in fact.
No.
She was a bunny. A bunny with wings, a staff, a dress, and a heart of gold. And she had a mission. She stared at the large building in front of her, guarded by a gate meant to keep commoners from heading in.
This was Hope's Peak Academy.
An academy where only the elite of the elite are allowed to join. Students with special prowesses, or Ultimate Talents, are allowed in the school. But recently, things have gone wrong, ever since the school was last used.
It was a school for Hope.
And once a school for Despair.
NEXT DANGANRONPA 4: DESPAIR BEYOND HOPE
Opening her dotted eyes of black and red and staring at a dimly lit room, a childish female voice enamored the scene with a groan. The person at hand placed a hand on her head, groaning...
But what's this?
This was the same bunny. A bunny with wings, a staff, a dress, and a heart of gold. And she could hear a voice ask a simple question. It was hazy for a moment but after a while, the bunny could hear exactly what they had said, or asked:
"Hey, you alright?"
The bunny raised an eyebrow at who exactly was speaking. But then she realized, she was in a classroom with three other people, most likely in their high school years. The person who ask was female.
There was another female in the room along with a male, a seeming like they had a separate aura to fulfill.
"Huh?" the bunny groaned. "Where am I and who are you guys?"
"What the hell?!" the male of the group was shocked to see the bunny stand up. It was already strange to see a bunny hold a staff, wear wings, and wear a dress. But to the male: "That thing can talk?!"
Snapping her attention and quickly switching on her persona, the bunny yelled out at the male.
"W-Who are you calling a thing?!" the bunny glared, hitting the male with the staff. "My name is Usami! And I am supposed to be a teacher here at Hope's Peak Academy! Where are the rest of the students? And why is this room so dark?!"
"Not only can that thing talk," the male stepped back in disgust. "That thing can yell too!"
"How can you be so rude to your teacher?!" Usami cried out. "You meanie face! You're mean! You're mean mean mean mean mean!"
"Enough!" the female that had come to Usami yelled out. "Let's all calm down and think this through alright? You're a talking bunny. And we're apparently in Hope's Peak Academy, the school that we all decided to join right?"
"Sh*t, so this is Hope's Peak Academy?" the male asked, gulping and clutching his ascot with a nervous look. "W-Why the h-hell d-does it look like sh-sh*t?"
"Quit cursing you bad boy!" Usami yelled out at the male. "It's a bad behavior that should not go unpunished!"
"W-Why the hell am I being berated by a f*cking bunny?" the male asked, raising an eyebrow at Usami who he so far has a bitter taste against. A talking bunny that acts like his mother? That's enough to sprout out some brownie points.
"Calm the hell down pottymouth," the female crossed her arms at the male. "Let's all start by introducing ourselves to this bunny thing who might know a thing or to about what the hell is going on around here."
The male was silent for a moment. Then he sighed, shaking his head. There was no room to debate. The female was right and as such, he looked at Usami and became the first to introduce himself.
"Fine then," the male shook his head. "The name's Sakamoto Naoki. I'm well-known in all of Japan as the Ultimate Film Director. Just for the record, I don't trust any piece of sh*t you say, got it bunny?"
Sakamoto Naoki.
He had blonde yellow hair that was combed to the side revealing his buzzcut sideburns. He wore a white button-up with black pants and a red beret complete with a red ascot to match his Film Director looks. He also had a square blonde goatee on his chin as he rubbed it in thought.
"Sakamoto Naoki?" the female asked. "You mean, the guy who created the Lost Samurai franchise? And the guy who made Cow Monsters the number one monster of the year? That Sakamoto Naoki?"
"Heh," Naoki grinned, pushing back his combed hair to the side. "If you know that much already, then you probably know that I'm practically qualified to be Hope's Peak number one star student."
"Actually, with the way you've been treating me, I'd say you're way below that," Usami looked down, mocking him by twirling her feet on the ground. "Maybe number 32 out of the Hope's Peak students."
"What the hell?" Naoki looked peeved to hear that. "You think I won't be the best? Like no one ever was? Jesus, the fact that a stupid bunny is telling me I'm no good means you're just a f*cker who loves to mess with people's heads huh?"
Usami and Naoki glared at one another, clearly starting a course rivalry between the two. Naoki then shook his head, smirking as he fixed his red beret.
"But that's all you'll ever be," Naoki smirked as he shaped his hands as if they were cameras. "A stupid bunny and definitely not the best as I am. In fact, I bet you're the f*cker who brought us here in the first place."
"W-What?!" Usami asked, shocked. "N-No!"
"My cinematic eye has seen it all," Naoki continued to place his hands to his eye as he closely examined Usami. "A robotic animal traps a bunch of students in a high school and forces them to kill each other. Heh. I know your game bunny! You can't fool me one bit!"
"S-Stop b-bullying me!" Usami cried. "I'm not a bad bunny!"
"Quit the sob act and just give up alright?" Naoki smirked. "You're obviously going to backstab us by acting all nice and gucci. But that's a classic horror movie cliché! I won't let you kill innocent people bunny!"
"This was fun watching and all," the female from before yawned. "But seriously Naoki, stop bullying the bunny got it? We need her for... information."
"You say it as if you're gonna torture me!" Usami cried. She was terrified of these students. The female was just someone she couldn't trust yet at the moment and that Sakamoto Naoki! He's mean mean mean mean mean!
(Of course, there was that other female in the background but she was trying to hard to avoid attention)
"In any case," the female looked at Usami. "It's my turn to introduce myself. The name's Konno Michiyo. I'm the Ultimate Biker, proud member of the Crazy Diamonds. Sorry about Naoki, but like a bunch of the other students, we're just all worried about what the hell happened in this school."
Konno Michiyo.
As the Ultimate Biker, her looks definitely fits her Ultimate Talent. She wore a black tank top with, oh ho, large balloons that is often comparable to that of the other large boobers. (Ha boobers) She wore ripped jean shorts and had black hair braided into a ponytail with slightly tan skin and a red bandana on her head.
"C-Crazy D-Diamonds?" Usami asked, the name seeming really familiar.
"The Crazy Diamonds is one of the largest biker gangs in Japan," Konno smiled before shaking her head. "The founder was a good friend of mine and he's all that "man keeps promises" life. But not me. He can play his own rules, but me? I ride as free as the wind takes me! I'm the Ultimate Biker! And I play by my own rules!"
Usami looked at Michiyo who certainly seemed like those rebellious girls who like to break the rules and whatnot. That very idea scared her and naturally, Michiyo noticed.
"Hey, you alright?" Michiyo asked. "You seem terrified."
"I'm j-just scared about having an Ultimate Biker, someone in a gang, at this school," Usami gulped. "I mean, gangsters are terrifying. And they don't stick to the rules! And and-"
"Whoa whoa whoa," Michiyo laughed at Usami's fear. "Calm the hell down bunny. If you think I'm bad, you should've seen the other guy that left. I think he was like a mafia leader or something?"
"EHHHHHHHHH?!" Usami screamed in fear. "Another one?!"
"What do you mean by that?" Michiyo perked her head to the side, a little confused.
Usami remembered her last experiences with a mafia leader, but although he wasn't as bad as she had thought, the very idea of a Yakuza at school terrified her. But she needed to calm and move on. These were her students and naturally, she needed to protect them.
Even if they are in gangs or something.
"Nothing," Usami cleared her throat. "So you're the Ultimate Biker. I believe we had someone like that in the past didn't we?"
Michiyo remained silent. Clearly she knew something about that and there was no way she was going to tell a bunny about it, even if she was their teacher. Truthfully, she, like Naoki, was also suspicious of a talking bunny being their teacher.
She didn't know if this bunny was ally or foe. And no doubt her eyes had been scanning her, attempting to find any clues as to whether she was an ally or a foe. No luck.
"Um, Michiyo?" Usami asked. "Is something wrong?"
"Oh no," Michiyo shook her head with a smile. "Nothing's wrong. But how about we wrap up our introductions with that girl in the back huh? I'm getting itchy just waiting around."
"I see," Usami nodded. She knew that Michiyo was hiding something. And it had now piqued her interest as to what she knew. But nevertheless, Michiyo was correct. She needed to talk with the last student in the classroom: the girl in the back who looked like she had been avoiding them this entire time.
"Hey you," Naoki called to the girl. "Yeah you. The girl who's definitely at a lower level than I am. Tell us your name quick so we can all be done talking to this bunny."
"Stop being mean!" Usami yelled at Naoki.
"Shut the hell up stupid bunny," Naoki yelled back.
Michiyo just shook her head. Usami and Naoki were practically siblings at this point, fighting over the remote to the TV or the last chip in a bag of potato chips. Then she saw that the girl was about to introduce herself, noticing her mouth open.
"N-N-Nakamura Izumi," the girl known as Nakamura Izumi stuttered. She looked away, rubbing her arm sheepishly. "I am th-the Ultimate W-Writer."
Nakamura Izumi.
A shy looking timid girl who had the Ultimate Talent of one Toko Fukawa and the personality of one Chihiro Fujisaki. She had dark purple-brown hair that about neck length with glasses and blue skirt. It was complete with white socks, Mary Janes, and a white shirt underneath her beige turtleneck. She looked nervous, especially when she was around Michiyo, Usami, and Naoki.
"Ultimate Writer?" Naoki seemed interested all of a sudden, which was usually rare as he seemed to be the type to be interested in himself. "What do you write about?"
"...B-B-Books," Izumi looked away. "N-N-Novels. Anything r-really."
"No screenplay?" Naoki asked, his curious expression turned into instant disappointment. "Jeez, that's lame. Go back to whatever unpopular hole you came from."
"Do you have time to not be an *ss?" Michiyo asked Naoki, looking at him a bit disapprovingly.
"I may be an *sshole," Naoki smirked before straightening his ascot. "But I'm still better than all the other peons at the school. Number one *sshole coming your way ready to prove to everyone just how good I am at everything heh!"
"Moving on," Usami sighed, giving up on Naoki at this point. "Is there something wrong Izumi? You seem very nervous."
Izumi was silent for a few minutes. Usami could tell that she wasn't used to having people talk to her, or at least, that's what she assumed it was. Izumi twiddled her fingers before looking at the three again.
"I-I've n-n-never h-had m-much people to t-talk t-to me," Izumi shivered. "It's h-h-honestly v-very n-n-nerve-racking."
"Well don't worry about us," Michiyo grinned. "We won't bite! We're not *ssholes... Except maybe Naoki."
"You've offended me big time doll," Naoki clutched his ascot with a glare.
"N-No, i-it's o-okay," Izumi looked down. "I'm um. I'm j-j-just used t-to it I g-g-guess. Y-You d-don't have t-to k-keep t-talking t-to me. I g-guess I'm j-j-just a w-waste of s-space, aren't I?"
"Hey, what the?" Michiyo was shocked to hear Izumi say such a thing. To think that she had such low regards for herself, it was absolutely unthinkable! "Piece of sh*t! Who the hell told you that?!"
Izumi looked down, not bothering to respond.
"If anyone talks down at you," Usami began before her red eye glinted in anger. "I'll whack em with my staff! I'll make them serve detention and write 'I Will Not Bully Izumi Anymore' 200 times!"
Izumi looked at Usami. These girls were nice. Well, one of the girls was a bunny but so what? They were nice. But she just shook her head, refusing to accept something like that.
"N-No i-it's o-okay," Izumi shook her head as she sat down. "I'll j-just s-sit d-down h-here and..."
"Oooh," Usami looked very angry now, angrier than her bickers with Naoki. "Whoever did this to her will pay! I'll give them the punishment they deserve or my name isn't Usami!"
"H-Hey bunny?" Naoki asked, a little nervous having seeing her this angry. "You th-think you can t-tone your anger somewhere else?"
"Better yet," Michiyo crossed her arms. "Now that we got our introductions done here, it's time to tell us what we know. A bunch of the students including us woke up here in this classroom. They all left to check out where we were at. I stayed here with Naoki and Izumi to check up on you and next thing we know, you get up and you start talking to us."
"We were pretty surprised to see a bunny talk after all," Naoki shrugged. "That's only something that Hollywood can dream up of. But nevermind that, we waited for you to get up so we can ask questions of our own! Are you really our teacher and what the hell is going on here? Is this Hopes Peak? And if so, why does it look like sh*t?!"
Naoki pressured her with questions that Usami had no answers to. And it was frustrating her too.
"I don't know," Usami sighed. "But what I do know is that we're gonna have to find the other students and try to sort things out pronto! Come on!"
"Actually," Michiyo began. "We'll wait here. Someone's gotta watch over Izumi and seeing how Naoki can't seem to go one second without being a jackass, I'll stay here with Izumi."
"Hey!" Naoki glared. "I'm staying too! But just to show this b*tch that I can go one second without insulting anyone!"
"You called me a b*tch," Michiyo smirked. "I can dub that as an insult to the fullest."
Usami sighed. She was going to have to comply to their decision to stay, meaning it was all up to her to find the other students. Heading to the door to exit, she wondered, what exactly is going on?
Could it be that... no... no it couldn't...
As soon as Usami stepped outside, she noticed that the hallway was an absolute mess. Slashes were on the walls, plants were beginning to grow on the floor. In fact, the very hall just looked like what an abandoned building would look like. It was disturbing.
And to her luck, two students were in the hall: a female and presumably a male.
"Ah!" the female yelled. "What the hell is that?! It looks like a walking condom with wings!"
This sparked a nerve in her ever so stuffed plushy body. Usami raced over to the female with an angry expression as she glared at the female. She hopped, jumped, and began to yell in anger at the female.
"How dare you disrespect your teacher!" Usami yelled. "I am not a walking condom with wings! Apologize right now!"
"...If you're not a walking condom..." the female began before reeling back in disgust. "Then what the hell are you?"
"I am Usami!" Usami yelled. "I am a teacher at Hope's Peak Academy and I'm trying to gather up the students with all might here! The question is here, who are you? And how can you not tell that I'm a bunny?!"
The female began to think before shaking her head and smirking.
"Who am I?" the female asked, smirking and then blowing a kiss at Usami. "Why, I am the Ultimate Prostitute! Miss Yamashita Sachiko! Not married yet so gladly single!"
Yamashita Sachiko.
A girl who has dressed up in a revealing outfit consisting of a purple tank-top that exposed a bit too much skin and ripped jeans. Her hair was jagged, pointing up to her left with yellow and black streaks combined with dark purple hair. A look so fitting for the punkish looking Yamashita Sachiko.
In fact, even with her sparkly pink appearance, Usami was quick to blush at Sachiko's wink.
"Ahhhh," Usami groaned. "Why do we have such an indecent person here at Hope's Peak?!"
"Isn't it obvious?" Sachiko looked at her nails without a care in the world. "For the sex. I mean, if I was selected because of my ways of having harsh, beautiful sex...ohhh...isn't that hopeful for the next generation of tomorrow? I've had sex with so many people...ohhh...men...mmm...women...ohhh yes."
"P-Please s-stop making strange noises," Usami was terrified of all the dirty innuendos this woman was exerting.
"But it's t-turning you on hm?" Sachiko began to drool. "It's turning you on so hard. Maybe you want to go exert it all out. Oh yes, let it all out. Let it all out! Ohhhh! Ohhhh!"
"S-STOPPPPPPP!" Usami screamed, her eyes welling up with horrified tears as she pointed her staff at Sachiko. "D-Don't m-make m-me p-p-punish y-you!"
"A stick," Sachiko drooled. "How deliciousl-"
Usami brushed herself off as Sachiko lay on the ground, groaning, her head with a bump. All she got out of her was that she was a woman of culture. Sexual culture. With a lust for, well, lustful securities, Sachiko was just one of those Ultimates who Usami just didn't feel comfortable with.
She then looked at the male who was stranger than you would believe actually.
"Your turn," Usami cleared her throat. "Um... um..."
The male looked at Usami. But here's the thing. This male was wearing what was comparable to a goddamn Halloween costume so naturally, Usami was unsure on how to approach him. Luckily, she didn't need to approach him now. The male approached her first.
"You need my name for role attendance or something?" the male asked, his mask not even masking his voice.
"Um yes?" Usami gulped, unsure if this person was gonna be someone to hurt her or yell at her. She was hoping he was more like Michiyo and definitely hoped he was nothing like Sachiko.
"Fine," the male shrugged. "Name's Inoue Tadayoshi. As for my Ultimate talent. Well, let's keep that a secret for now."
Well. All these Killing Games got to have at least one mystery Ultimate talent person. Inoue Tadayoshi. Also known as the "Ultimate ?".
Tadayoshi wore a Halloween costume of sorts that had a rather scary design. His mask was that was a pumpkin with dangerously sharp teeth, completely masking his face. He wore a black cloak with a blue gem on his cravat. He also wore a black suit, a black tie, black pants, and looked like the type of person who would easily kill someone. But Usami didn't care about that at the moment.
"What do you mean secret?" Usami frowned. "You can't keep a secret from me! I'm your teacher."
"Unfortunately, I don't plan on revealing much about me to total strangers," Inoue told Usami. "After all, how can I trust you after meeting you for the first time. You understand don't you, Usami, was it?"
Usami couldn't argue with that. Perhaps Tadayoshi was one of those extremely secretive types that needed someone to get to know them first before he can indulge in his secrets. I mean, he wears a Halloween costume for goodness sakes!
"But why can't you tell me your Ultimate Talent?" Usami asked. "As your teacher, I have to know what it is!"
"Because you'll be afraid," Inoue responded to Usami's question. "As a teacher, you think it's important to stick around and support your students right? You think it's your job to make sure your students succeed in life right?"
"Um, yeah but-"
"Then here's a word of advice," Inoue told Usami. "I'm not gonna be one of those students who needs any help from a teacher. I'm just someone who needs to be left alone, for the sake of the school environment. Got it?"
"N-"
"Good," Inoue turned and left, his cloak blowing as he walked, not even waiting for Usami to respond. Inoue Tadayoshi was definitely a strange one and seeing him just coldly tell her to leave him alone, it honestly worried her.
Then she realized, she forgot to tell him where to- Oh forget it.
Usami stumbled into the next open room she found, a gym room where two male students were waiting for her. Well not for her per se but just standing around and chit chatting with one another.
"Um, excuse me," Usami began. "Are you two students of Hope's Peak?"
What was she talking about? Of course they were students of Hope's Peak! Why else would they be here?! But regardless, she awaited the surprised looks that was given to her from the other students. But... this time it was different.
"You're so cute!" a male ran up to Usami with a grin. "Why are you so cute?! So KAWAII!"
"Huh?!" Usami asked before blushing in embarrassment. "Cute? Aw shucks. You're embarrassing me. What's your name anyway? My name is Usami and I am your teacher!"
This was going way too smoothly. She was awaiting the quirks that had awaited her from this male. After all, she had to deal with jackass Naoki, straight girl Michiyo, nervous Izumi, horny Sachiko, and mysterious Tadayoshi.
"Teacher she says!" the male began to bawl. "Such a cute innocent being since Pikachu and all those other adorable little Pokemon friends! Such a cute little bunny deserves proper respect! My name is Ryu Sugoui! I am the Ultimate Cartoonist!"
Ryu Sugoui.
He was quite chubby, wearing a gray jacket with a hoodie, sandals with socks and brown shorts with light brown hair and an orange beanie. With an expression that showed how much he adored Usami, Ryu was definitely someone Usami could learn to appreciate.
"She's so cute!" Ryu beamed excitedly. "Am I right Peanut? Am I right Olivia?!"
Usami looked around and then looked back Ryu.
"Um, who are you talking to?" Usami asked Ryu.
"Well, my friends of course, but still characters from a cartoon I'm working on," Ryu smiled at Usami. "Peanut is the Ultimate Clown. A fun-loving girl with a silly personality. And Olivia is the Ultimate Punk. Rockstar aura with a badass attitude! Sweet huh? Peanut! Quick poking at Usami's belly!"
"Eep!" Usami jumped at the notion that maybe this Peanut girl was real and that Ryu could see ghosts. "Kindly tell Peanut to never do that again p-please."
"Sure thing," Ryu before scolding the air. "Peanut. You will not touch Usami got it? Oh come on, don't give me that face. What? You want to throw pies at Usami? You can't do that! She's an adorable creature! And she's our teacher! That's like kicking a puppy! I don't care if Olivia did that one time, that was an accident!"
Usami found Ryu strange. A male who talks to a bunch of imaginary friends, maybe ghosts? It made her shiver but at least she was on Ryu's good side. She would've hated to see what would happen if she went on his bad side.
"Ah nevertheless," Ryu smiled returning his attention to Usami. "As the Ultimate Cartoonist, I've been working on a bunch of cartoons, helping in animating, drawing, and all that fun stuff. Olivia and Peanut are by far my favorites."
Ryu hugged the air as Usami had no idea how to respond to that.
"Well now, ahem Ryu," Usami began. "So did you create Peanut and Olivia or was it-"
"I created them of course," Ryu instantly replied before smiling once more. "They're my best friends. And there is no way I'm letting them in harms way. Anyway, you know what's happening here teacher? When we checked the hall we saw nothing but one of those creepy American Halloween episodes."
"I don't know Ryu," Usami shook her head. "But I'm just looking for the other students so I can get everyone to meet up with me and talk about the situation we're in!"
"Then count me in Miss Usami!" Ryu grinned. "Oh and count Peanut and Olivia in too!"
It was official. Usami was going make Ryu her star student. But now wasn't the time to think about stuff like this. She headed to the other male in the room with a happy emotion now that she finally found someone that didn't treat her like sh*t (except Michiyo of course).
"Usami, a little bunny, who is our teacher?" the male asked Usami. Smiling he gave a nod. "Name's Kaito Awaka. I'm the Ultimate Fitness Trainer. If you need some exercising to build up your upper body weight, sign me up as your trainer!"
The male gave a thumbs up as he said this
Kaito Awaka.
A male who seemed more fit than the other characters that Usami had met so far. He was strong, buff, and seemed to be among the larger students. With short spikey orange-brown hair, a red T-shirt, and blue pants with a determined expression, Awaka was ready to talk. At least, that's the notion Usami got from Awaka.
"A fitness trainer?" Usami asked. "Now that's something we need to keep all the students moving! Good to have you in my class!"
"You said it Usama!" Awaka grinned, accidentally getting Usami's name wrong.
"Um, it's Usami," Usami correct Awaka who looked at her with a small surprise before scratching his head with a soft chuckle.
"It is?" Awaka asked, chuckling. "Whoops! I tend to mess up names so if I call you Usama, then it's just cause I'm pretty much used to adding 'a' to the end of every name I call haha!"
"I see," Usami gave a nod at Awaka. "So what have you accomplished as the Ultimate Fitness Trainer? Get everyone to keep in good shape and healthy as well?"
"Definitely," Awaka gave another thumbs up. "I think I got a bunch of skinny and overweight kids to become strong, fit, and help impress the ladies too! Not that I was aiming to that in the first place because pfft, um ladies are fine and they um uh."
Awaka was getting flustered as he blushed. Awaka certainly loved girls and no doubt, Usami suspected that maybe he became a fitness trainer to get at the ladies. But seeing how flustered he was, it seemed that he wasn't a womanizer at all.
In fact, given with what he had told her, Awaka was, nice. A good person even. And that was something that made her smile.
"So um, you needed us to gather with the other students?" Awaka asked Usami, who nodded in response. Then with a grin and a thumbs up, Awaka headed off with Ryu. "Then let's get moving Rya! Teacher's orders!"
"Sure thing!" Ryu smiled. "See ya cute bunny teacher! Peanut! Olivia! Let's go!"
The two exited the gym. And as soon as they left, Usami suddenly remembered something.
"Oh no!" Usami yelled. "I haven't told them where to go yet!"
Needless to say, those two guys were probably in a hurry because as soon as she exited the gym room, both Awaka and Ryu were already gone. Heading into another room, which happens to be a large room that was not as infested by fungi and death than the hallway was.
It was the cafeteria, and in it were two males and one female.
"What on Earth are you supposed to be?" the first male asked Usami who had approached him. The notable thing about his voice is his surprisingly British accent which genuinely impressed Usami.
"My name is Usami," Usami greeted. "I am your teacher. What is your name and what's with the accent?"
Having crossed his arms for a due amount of time, the male decided to reveal his name to the peculiar female creature with wings, suggesting to himself that perhaps he was drugged with something. He couldn't believe that a creature like this was speaking to him, but it was best to humor it for a while.
"My name is Hamano Hatsuharu," Hatsuharu greeted Usami. "I am the Ultimate Affluent Progeny and I hail from the Great Capital of Britain."
Hamano Hatsuharu.
Another Affluent Progeny. Yes yes. There are reasons that I can't dive into at the moment about this. But as the Affluent Progeny, the well-dressed Hamano Hatsuharu, who wore a black suit with a black and white tie, black pants, and had short neat light blonde hair. However, even though he said he 'hailed' from the Great Capital of Britain, he didn't look British at all.
"You're British?!" Usami asked. "So that means you're a foreign exchange student? But you look Japanese! You can't be British!"
"You bumbling twit," Hatsuharu shook his head with a sigh. "You claim you are our teacher yet you are unable to figure it out yourself? A pity. I was born to a Japanese family who raised me in Great Britain where I learned to speak with the accent. In fact, I learned my fair share of corporate businesses over at the Motherland so I suggest you garther a little respect when speaking to me."
"A-Ah!" Usami yelled out. "I'm sorry!"
Truthfully, Hatsuharu was kind of threatening in a way. A British-Japanese male who has come to Hope's Peak as the second Ultimate Affluent Progeny? Now this was quite an interesting tale to behold.
"In any case," Hatsuharu shook his head. "You are a peculiar creature. A rabbit crossed with a swan perhaps? No. Could you perhaps be some sort of android?"
Hatsuharu was trying to figure out what exactly Usami was. But all this picking and nicking at what Usami could be was getting the little bunny flustered by the attention Hatsuharu was giving her.
"W-Whoa h-hold it Mr. Hatsuharu!" Usami exclaimed. "P-Please calm down! I'm just a teacher and I was just trying to gather everyone together!...By the way, is this cafeteria?"
"It would seem so yes," Hatsuharu nodded. "A rather distasteful cafeteria no doubt. It's as if the school in general has not been cleaned for over 10 years. Perhaps the janitorial team was fired and no one has stepped foot into this school since. What a pity."
"A pity?" Usami asked.
"Why yes," Hatsuharu gave a nod. "Hope's Peak is a rather large building. To see it in disarray, well, it saddens me to say the least. But as a teacher here, surely you are trying your best to keep the school clean, no?"
"Ummm," Usami blushed in embarrassment. "To tell you the truth, I just woke up and found myself in this school. But I'm still a teacher and I'm still trying to gather up students together to figure out what's going on."
"Just woke up you say?" Hatsuharu asked, raising a cold eyebrow at Usami. "Now what kind of teacher wastes the day away with sleeping? My goodness, you are rather...unfortunate."
"Huh?!" Usami asked. "What is that supposed to mean?!"
"A teacher's job is look after her students," Hatsuharu explained. "To think you couldn't even accomplish something as simple as keeping everyone in the same room. What kind of teacher does that make you?"
"Um um..." Usami was silent.
"I'll tell you," Hatsuharu pointed his finger at Usami. "An irresponsible teacher who needs to get her act together as they say."
Usami was shocked. Her own student was criticizing her own talent as a teacher. Truly, Hatsuharu was definitely suitable for a role model student, but knowing the last Affluent Progeny, she probably won't expect him to take on this role...unless he was like the other other Affluent Progeny.
"Now go fix your mistake and talk to the other two next to me," Hatsuharu crossed his arms. "It's their turn for their introductions."
"Y-Yes sir!" Usami nodded before heading to the female at hand. "Hello! I am Usami! I am your teacher! What is you- ARE YOU SMOKING?!"
Yes. The female at hand held a cigarette between her fingers as she didn't seem bothered with anything else. With a sigh, she looked at Usami and raised an eyebrow before clearing her throat.
"Yes, does that peeve you?" the female asked Usami who dropped the cigarette on the ground and stepped on to put it out.
"Litter, smoking, so many rules broken!" Usami yelled, beginning to tear up at the cruelty of this woman. "Who do you think you are you bad bad girl!"
"Anzai Akira," the woman known as Akira smoke nonchalantly. "I am the Ultimate Law Enforcer. If it was a rule to not be able to smoke, then someone should've said something sooner. As of now, no rules were created and as such, I am unable to enforce anything at this rate."
Anzai Akira.
With a gray jacket that had bullet holes in them hung over her shoulders, with the blue shirt, black dress, and black high heels, she seemed to be the most mature out of all the characters so far. She had brown long wavy hair with purple highlights and an almost emotionless expression on her face.
But in the meanwhile, Usami was silent. This woman had raised a good point. No one necessarily told her the rules of the school. She would've but unfortunately she had woken up by the time Akira had apparently headed out to check out this Academy.
"Ah, so you like to follow rules?" Usami asked. "Well then that's good. So from now on, the rules are no smoking and no littering! Got it?"
"Yes ma'am," Akira nodded at Usami as she handed Usami her cigarettes. "Please take them away so I am not prompted to use them, then you."
Akira took out a lollipop and then placed it in her mouth. People who want to quick smoking usually use this tactic to do so and Akira was no different. Why she had prepared a bunch of lollipops just in case? Well, maybe she figured some school staff might see her smoking and might tell her to stop.
"Wow," Usami was impressed. "You really do abide by the rules."
"Of course," Akira nodded. "As a Law Enforcer, I'm the highest ranking officer in the district, even if I'm still in high school. I took down hundreds of criminals and I won't be expected to break any rules in the meantime. You have my word about that Miss Usami."
"Y-You," Usami was beginning to tear up. Then she bawled her eyes out. "You are such a good person! Truly a model student!"
"Me?" Akira asked, looking at her lollipop that she had taken out of her mouth. "A model student? Hmph. I'm just a person who just wants to make sure justice is serve. That is all I am. So please leave now and let me enjoy this lollipop. It is blue raspberry and I want to enjoy every flavor of it."
A person with an attitude similar to that of Inoue but only with a sweet tooth and not as mysterious. After all, even if she is emotionless, she seems like a good person to be around and stick with.
But will the final male in the room be the same?
As soon as Usami went to the male, who was playing a portable game console with a blank expression, the male immediately spoke to her much to her unneeded surprise.
"My name is Nakashima Yusuke," the male said, his eyes gazing at the screen of his console before pausing it and looking at Usami. "I'm pretty much known as the Ultimate Gamer."
Another double Ultimate Talent? Sadly yes...
Nakashima Yusuke.
A male with red hair that had one side of his face covered by his hair. He was of lanky build, with a red school vest complete with a school crest on it and a white button-up underneath. He also wore khakis and seemed pretty enticed in that console he held in one hand.
"An Ultimate Gamer?" Usami asked. "Another one?"
"Another one what?" Yusuke asked, raising an eyebrow at Usami.
"N-Nothing," Usami shook her head, not even bothering to tell her about the last Ultimate Gamer she had the pleasure of meeting with. "So as the Ultimate Gamer, what have you accomplished so far?"
"Everything," Yusuke replied quickly as he continued his game. "I got pretty handy awards. But unfortunately..."
Yusuke set his game aside, looking a bit serious.
"I'm only second fiddle to the true Ultimate Gamer," Yusuke told Usami. "I'm sure even you, a strange looking animal has even heard about her. One of the best gamers in the world heh. Even I couldn't compete with the person who got the highest score on Space Invaders. Truly, I look up to her. Hm. I wonder how's she doing as of this moment?"
Usami was silent. Was he referring to who she thought he was referring to.
"But nevertheless," Yusuke went back to his game. "When is school gonna start? I'm bored and my retinas are getting burned out from seeing the pixels."
"I'm still trying to find the other students and after that, we will all get together and talk about what to do," Usami declared, just as she has done over the course of her other introductions with other students.
"Cool," Yusuke sighed. "Just don't be too late. You don't want me to be bored. You won't like it if I get bored."
"Roger that fellow student!" Usami declared before leaving, Yusuke's eyes never leaving the game he has become engrossed in.
Scanning around the school and finally making to what seemed to be the front entrance to enter Hope's Peak, which was unsurprisingly blocked by a metal vault, Usami spotted three female students, each with their own auras as well.
With quick feet and heavy steps, Usami talked to the first female she saw. It was a bad choice because this female gave an irritated glance at her.
"Before you ask, I am Usami," Usami stated. "Your teacher. And I have to ask first. What exactly is going on here."
"First, let me ask you this," the female she was talking to raised an eyebrow at Usami. "You are a teacher? I call absolute bs to that."
"What?" Usami looked shocked at the female. "But why?!"
"Because," the female began, pushing up her glasses. "I am Murakami Nanaho. The Ultimate Teacher. I highly doubt there can be two teachers in one classroom so the proper conclusion here is that you ma'am, or whatever you are, are no teacher."
Murakami Nanaho.
A girl with glasses, a long white-pinkish dress and brown hair that was in that unique queen-style hairstyle. The one where it was braided into a flower at the top and draping down straight in the back. She also looked gentle, like a teacher, but that aura felt...wrong...like a teacher.
"W-What?!" Usami has been rejected as teacher by the millionth time. "H-How dare you speak so lightly about your teacher?! Why won't people believe that I'm a teacher?!"
"Anyone really gonna believe a talking kitten is a teacher?" Nanaho asked, crossing her arms and looking a bit annoyed at this little creature calling herself teacher. "In fact, what even are you? A rabbit with wings? What the hell?"
"I am Usami!" Usami yelled at Nanaho. "And as your fellow teacher, I demand that you treat me with respect!"
"For someone who seems to act like a child, you are annoying," Nanaho frowned before shaking her heads. "Quit acting like these high school brats and act like a behaved child alright plush toy? Seriously, playing teacher is my role. Got it Usami, was it?"
"A high school student telling me to behave?" Usami looked hurt, holding back tears as she looked at the ground. "Just what has this world come to?"
"H-Hey d-don't cry!" Nanaho was wide-eyed. "If you want to play teacher all you gotta do is ask and I'll let you be teacher. I just don't like having two teachers, especially one that's a plush toy."
"Huh?" Usami looked confused as she perked her at Nanaho. "So are you a teacher that works alone or something?"
Sighing to herself with a happy smile, it seems that Murakami Nanaho had a dream that she was awaiting. Even if Usami was a plush toy that thought she was a teacher, there was no shame in revealing her desire to her.
"Not at all," Nanaho smiled. "In fact, I just prefer to be around children. I am aiming to be a kindergarten student and if I get my grades up and succeed in this school, then naturally, I'll succeed as a proud teacher of well-behaved kindergarten children. That is my dream."
"Sounds faulty," Usami pointed out. "Kindergarteners aren't usually very well-behAAAAVED!"
Usami suddenly screamed with Nanaho took out a yardstick out of nowhere. Then with a dangerous looking expression, Nanaho slapped the yardstick onto the palm of her hand, looking threatening down at Usami.
"Then I'll make them behave," Nanaho gave a nasty grin before reverting to her sweeter side. "Oh but of course, those that do behave will get candy and gold stars! Ah. Would like a candy and gold star Usami?"
"N-No th-thank you," Usami gulped, backing away from Nanaho.
In conclusion, Murakami Nanaho is scary and definitely someone ya gotta stay away from. Over and out.
And as Usami backed up, she bumped into another female, this one looking a less threatening that Nanaho was. As soon as Usami had backed up into her, the female backed up as well with an apologetic look.
"Oh, sorry there," the female said. "You said your name was Usami right? And you are our teacher right? Well then, I would like to say sorry about Nanaho's behavior. She's kind of, y'know, all about taking the role of leadership."
"Y-You're a l-lot nicer than she is," Usami gulped. "Is th-this a t-trick?"
"Not at all," the female gently smiled. "My name is Hatari Todou. I am the Ultimate Supermodel. Famous in Japan's own fashion shows and magazines."
Hatari Todou.
A really beautiful young girl with silky black hair, jeans, and red velvet colored shirt tucked into her belted jeans and cowboy boots. She didn't seem to be in any supermodel attire and instead just looked like your average normal high school girl.
"Ah!" Usami gave a cheer. "I've seen you in magazines and stuff. You're actually a lot beautiful up close you know!"
"Ha, thank you," Hatari gave a giggled laugh as she smiled, charmed by Usami's compliments. Who wouldn't want to be complimented by a strange plush winged bunny toy after all? "And you yourself are dressed quite well."
"Aw shucks," Usami sighed happily. This Hatari girl was going to be another student who will get a gold star in her class. But then something had surprised her. Hatari Todou stopped smiling as she rubbed her neck.
"Actually, can I be honest with you teacher?" Todou asked. "I hate my Ultimate Talent. I hate it so much."
"Huh?!" Usami was shocked to hear something like that, let alone from a student of Hope's Peak. "Why do you hate being the Ultimate Supermodel?! Didn't you get to come to this school because of your Talent?"
Hatari Todou rubbed her shoulders as she looked away.
"In a way, yes," Todou frowned. "I just hate modeling in general. All looks and no brains. People only see me as an item. A body but no soul. Do you understand what that is like teacher?"
Usami was silent. Sure she knew what that was like. She was a body with no soul herself. So in a way, she understood Todou.
"I only came to Hope's Peak so I can get away from those creeps," Todou frowned. "In any case, I figured that once I came to Hope's Peak, I'll change into something better like, like a Guitarist, or a Singer! Or Yoga Trainer! Not some stupid model."
Hatari Todou was certainly a girl with dreams. But unfortunately, she was forced to partake in a dream that she didn't want to partake in. The dream that those creeps had was in actuality her nightmare.
And Usami had to place her short hands on her shoulder.
"There there," Usami told Todou. "It's okay. Right now, I'm sure you'll be able to change into something better but right now Todou, we are trying to figure out what's going on and what happened to Hope's Peak. Is that fine with you?"
Todou gave a nod at Usami and a sweet smile to replace that frown.
"Definitely," she smiled.
"Good!" Usami cheered. "Now then. Time to meet the next student."
The next student had a camera shone at her face. And with a bright smile it seemed she was holding a camera to her face.
"Hey hey people of the viewing world!" The female student cheered. "Fujiwara Natsumi, the Ultimate YouTuber, here for a little video to blog blog blog!"
Usami was relieved. She didn't need to ask Natsumi for her name this time. She did it herself, with no instructions required. One might say she would be a gold star student but frankly, that's not something to worry about at the moment. Because:
Fujiwara Natsumi.
A young girl with a green plaid beret, crystal white hair that was straight and had a braid as well complete with her green shirt and dark blue skirt and long black socks. She also wore fingerless gloves and seemed to be a very bubbly person.
"So right now I'm in Hope's Peak, or what I think is Hope's Peak," Fujiwara noted as she stared directly at the camera. "It's either Hope's Peak or a different planet with a lot of strange creatures! Like that one!"
Fujiwara pointed to Usami who jumped at suddenly being mentioned by Fujiwara.
"People are so mean to me," Usami looked down before jumping and down. "How many times do I have to say this?! My name is Usami and I am your teacher at Hope's Peak Academy!"
"Ah, so that means," Fujiwara smiled as she placed her camera down. "We really are in Hope's Peak. Or maybe a different alternate universe of Hope's Peak? I can't tell! But this is fun either way! Smile for the camera 'Teacher' Usami!"
Usami found herself the center of the camera's attention as Fujiwara gave a bubbly smile. She skipped around the room with cheers all throughout, which kind of annoyed Nanaho and confused Todou.
"P-Please d-don't point that camera at me," Usami cried.
"Aww, someone is camera shy," Fujiwara giggled. "This is totally going on Youtube. Just think about how many views and likes they will get seeing a strange plush toy creature cry at having a camera being pointed at them. Then again, it might provoke a bunch of angry emails so..."
"Um excuse me, Fujiwara?" Usami asked, regaining Fujiwara's attention. "I must ask that you put your camera away! This is no time to be blogging! We need to find out what's going on and do something about it quick."
She has said this over a dozen times already and not once has she succeeded in achieving this goal.
"Oh I get it," Fujiwara smiled at Usami. "You must be one of the animatronic staff members I heard about in Hope's Peak. They mentioned something about using robots for their studies, but I never thought it would be robot animals."
"Are you even listening to what I am saying?!" Usami cried out as Fujiwara shrugged.
"Not really," she responded Usami with an innocent face. "I'm a YouTuber, there's nothing to do much but get views, get likes, and occasionally get dislikes as well. But I gotta always make sure my dislikes is only limited to at least one dislike ya know?"
Fujiwara giggled as Usami groaned. Truly, Fujiwara was going to be no help in her mission to find the other students. After all, who knew the Ultimate YouTuber would be so unwary about the situation at hand.
...
Usami immediately left, remembering a place she had not looked. The last three students were of course, in the-
"Hey 'Teacher', where are you going?!" Fujiwara called out to Usami. "I still haven't finished recording!"
Usami made it to the gymnasium which was almost as ruined as the hallway but luckily still looked empty like any good gymnasium should, unless there was a meeting or something like that.
And as she had suspected, there were the final three students: two males and one female.
"Hey hey, what the hell is that?" a male tipped down his fedora as he crossed his arms. "Looks like a crossbreed between a rabbit and an angel. Perfect symbolism of an innocent creature."
"My name is Usami!" Usami declared once more. "I am your teacher and I've been looking everywhere for you three! Now we can get the other students that I've already talked to, to come here as well and-"
"If you already talked to them, you should've asked them to come follow you," the male pointed out. "My God. What kind of teacher leaves the students she just talked to? That's hardly what I call loyal and responsible to your job."
"Ouch!" Usami groaned, getting hurt by the critical acclaims against her teacher abilities. "Not again! These students are meaner than my last ones!"
"Well, if you're a teacher, you're still a teacher," the male tipped his fedora back up with a smirk. "Ogawa Makoto. Ultimate Godfather. As long as you're on my good side, you've got nothing to worry about."
Ogawa Makoto.
He wore a white suit with a pink tie, white pants, and a belt complete with brown shoes. He also was a bit tan with dark brown hair that was combed back, though hidden by that white fedora he wore. He looked crafty, suspicious, and definitely seems like someone you can't trust your life with.
He was the Ultimate Godfather after all.
"Let's cut to the chase," Ogawa began. "I'm all about honor and loyalty. So I better not catch you lying to me or you're f*cking dead. Understand me?"
Usami gulped. This was the mafia leader Michiyo mentioned earlier. And he was far more threatening than the last gang leader she had to deal with. Ogawa looked like he could kill and that wasn't reassuring her one bit.
"But in any case," Ogawa looked at Usami. "Your name is Usami right? Well then, it's a pleasure to meet you. Let's hope we stick together as student and teacher. Padawan to Master. Something to Sensei. Eh. I'm bad at analogies but you get the point."
"J-Just a q-question," Usami gulped at Ogawa. "But h-have y-you um k-killed anyone b-before?"
"What the hell are you saying?" Ogawa looked annoyed by that question. "Just cause I'm the Ultimate Godfather does not make me a murderer. Sure I have people...disposed...of, but I never do it by my own hands. It takes a week to clean blood from my and honestly it's better if I let the professionals do their job you know? And don't go treating all mafia leaders as hardass criminals got it teach?!"
Usami jumped at Ogawa glares.
"The only crime I've done is strike deals and help others dispose of who they want gone," Ogawa explained. "Maybe embezzle money from cargo holds or something but it's for a good cause damn it!"
"I-I see," Usami gulped.
"But in any case," Ogawa tipped his fedora up with a smile. "I've never had a plush toy as a member of my family so would you-'
"No thanks!" Usami gulped, shaking her head and paws. "I'm all good!"
"Shame," Ogawa sighed, shaking his head. "You would've been excellent for the job. Sneaking around and making sure no one is trying to betray me or anything. But I guess you can't have everything in the world."
Usami looked at Ogawa a little closer. He was a difficult person to read, but no doubt, even if he was a leader of a criminal organization, he still had a good side and no doubt Usami would love to learn more about him.
Two more students, the next being a female writing in her notepad with a bright smile on her face. And as soon as Usami introduced herself to the female, the female immediately responded with sparkles in her eyes.
"My name is Saruwatari Kumiko!" the female known as Kumiko proclaimed. "I am the Ultimate Matchmaker and right now, I think you've got a match!"
Saruwatari Kumiko.
A girl with light red hair and small freckles. Her hair was long and wavy with strands of it curled to the side of her chin. She wore a pink button up with a red sweater over it that had a heart smack dab in the middle of it. She also wore black socks and had a yellow skirt with a bright smile.
"A match?" Usami asked.
"Why yes," Kumiko smiled at Usami before looking at her notepad. "I see you with a panda bear of some sort. Black and white. Maybe with a little bad boy charm but certainly the same innocence as yourself."
"WHAT?!" Usami looked extremely shocked. "But that's-"
"Hm?" Kumiko was confused by Usami's sudden reaction. "What's wrong?"
Clearly she didn't realize just how spot on that description was. Could this possibly be the power of the Ultimate Matchmaker? If so, then that was absolutely incredible.
"N-Nothing," Usami blushed. "But just how do you know that would be my ideal love?"
"Well I am the Ultimate Matchmaker," Kumiko smiled. "I'm sure about every match I make. I've made sure all the boys asked out the correct girls and if they need romantic advice, then all they need to do is come to me!"
"H-How many matches did you successfully create?" Usami asked.
"I would say over 9000, but that joke is too old," Kumiko noted. "But I know I've matched hundreds, maybe even thousands of happy high school couples. I've lost count on my 362nd couple."
Kumiko gave a sweet laugh as Usami looked at her dumbfounded. Was this girl serious?
"Well then, do you have a high school romance yourself?" Usami asked.
"Hm?" Kumiko began to think as she crossed her arms. "I'm not sure. I am often too focused on matching others that I seem to forget to match myself up with someone. Sure there were boys and some girls who've asked me out, but I had to reject them. They weren't my type."
"W-What is your type?" Usami asked.
"I don't know!" Kumiko happily responded.
"I don't think you should be happy about that," Usami noted.
Needless to say, Saruwatari Kumiko was certainly a sweet girl who loves to match people together (and get them freakishly correct in the process) but in the end, it seems Kumiko's flaw was that she is unable to match herself with someone. And for an Ultimate Matchmaker, that might be a problem in itself.
But needless to say, we've finally arrived at the 16th student as Usami had said her goodbyes and 'see you laters' to Kumiko. She went to the final male and thus, it starts."
"Yo, name's Nakajima Kenta," Kenta greeted Usami as he took off his sunglasses. "I'm known as the Ultimate Revolutionaire. You can count on me to protest and rebel against the social order. Just hit me up with pros and cons and I'll have a team assembled for you in no time."
Nakajima Kenta.
A male with brownish-black hair that trailed up in the middle as his sides were shaved. He also a brown vest with a black shirt underneath and brown pants, complete with a black cape that hung loosely on his shoulders.
"Nakajima Kenta," Usami was surprised to hear that name. "The one who's up against our political order? The leader of the Japanese Rebellion?"
"Yeah," Kenta grinned. "Sounds cool right? I came up with the name myself but needless to say, I'm surprised an animal like yourself has heard of us."
That was it. If someone called her animal or said anything else about her appearance, she was going to blow up the whole school with everyone in it... Then again she can't. That would put the students in danger.
"So um, what do you do in the Rebellion?" Usami asked.
"Interested?" Kenta grinned once more. "Well I'll tell you teach. We usually travel in packs like a bunch of wolves, taking down our prey, the political regime. They've been abusing their power for way too long and if the government isn't going to do anything about it, then I will myself! Want to join our cause?"
"Um, no," Usami shook her head. "But I know I've heard rumors about you like-"
"Making back-alley deals, selling drugs, all that stuff right?" Kenta asked before grinning. "Well I'm proud to say it teach! That is all true! But hey, ya got to making a living in the Rebellion life somehow you know?"
"You shouldn't be proud about something like that!" Usami yelled.
"Whatever you say teach," Kenta crossed his arms with a grin. "If it upsets you that much then I'll stop drug dealing for good! How's that sound?"
"So quickly?!" Usami yelled.
"You want me to do it slower?" Kenta blinked, a little confused by what Usami actually wanted.
"N-No, I meant, you're going to quit drug dealing just like that?" Usami asked, a little bit suspicious and surprised. "It's actually impressive that you would quit 'business', as you call it, so quickly."
"Well it was clearly upsetting," Kenta looked at Usami. "I think of myself as a people pleaser you know. If someone wants something, I give it to them in a snap! Heck, I only started the drug dealing stuff because my friends wanted it."
Usami frowned, or at least it looked like she was frowning.
"I will need to talk to your friends later," Usami looked at Kenta threateningly with a stick.
But in any case, that was all the students so far and no doubt, we can finally be done introducing all of these students and their quirks and whatnot. Because as soon as Usami finished with Kenta, she was unable to say more.
The school's loudspeakers bleeped loudly, crackling before an innocent sound was heard. A sound all too familiar to Usami.
"Attention attention, is this thing on?" the innocent sounding voice said. "Attention all students. Please meet at the gymnasium at right now! It is time to start a beautiful day with orientation! So get out of whatever classroom you're in and meet at the, I repeat, gymnasium! Headmaster over and out!"
Usami was terrified because she knew all too well who that voice belonged to. And before the three students could even begin to question what is going on around here, people already began to enter the gymnasium...
Once everyone had gathered at the gymnasium, a commotion stirred up. A commotion surrounded by confused students wondering what was happening at the moment.
"What the heck was that?" Awaka started the conversation with a bit of concern in his eyes. "Is that really our Headmaster. And why does he sound like a toy or one of those cartoon characters Ryu imitated."
"I've never heard any cartoon character sound like that," Ryu pointed out. "Except maybe Mickey Mouse but that's a totally different character in America, not in Japan!"
"If I may," Hatsuharu crossed his arms before darting his eyes toward Usami, instantly making her body shiver. "I would say that voice belonged to someone similar to that bunny. It's peculiar that a bunny with wings would be our teacher. And now a childish Headmaster? I smell rats organizing this circus of a school."
"Hey hey, what's your problem?" Nanaho glared at Hatsuharu. "For all we know that Headmaster could have a strange condition that makes his voice sound weird. Don't be so quick to judge high school brat!"
"Instead of fighting, let's just ask the bunny ourselves," Michiyo told everyone before turning to Usami. "Usami. You know what's going on here? And what do you know about the Headmaster?"
Usami stammered, shivering. Should she tell them about what she knew? She wasn't sure. But as a teacher it was their right to know, right? But she was too slow on deciding what to do because the voice returned, this time, not masked by the loudspeaker speaking into the mic.
"Ah ha!" the voice cheered. "Everyone's here! This is perfect!"
Like all the other students in the past, we need to have a very dramatic zoom in to the Headmaster of the school (who you should all know at this rate). Standing tall and curious to the stage with the podium on it, they watched as suddenly, a teddy bear of some sort popped out.
It was black and white. On the white side, the bear had dotted eyes. On the black side, an evil looking blood red eye stared back at them, with the bear never once stopping his terrifying grin.
"What the-" Ogawa had no words to comprehend what he is looking at.
"Another one?!" Naoki looked disgusted. "I had enough trouble with one thank you very much."
The students began to spout questions and it was too much for the bear to um, bare. Heh. To put an end to this needless questioning, the bear spoke up with a cheer and a laugh.
"I know what you are all thinking," the bear laughed. "A bear as a Headmaster? That can't be true? Why is the teddy bear talking? Well then that's simple. Because I am no ordinary bear, nor am I a teddy bear. I am Monokuma! The proud Headmaster of Hope's Peak Academy puhuhuhu!"
"You're our Headmaster?" Nanaho couldn't believe that. "That's bullsh*t! Excuse my language!"
"This is so going on YouTube," Natsumi took a picture of Monokuma with a giggle.
The bear known as Monokuma stared at each of the 16 students as he got ready to explain the entire premise of this series. With a laugh, Monokuma continued.
"It's true true true!" Monokuma declared. "I am the proud Headmaster of Hope's Peak Academy. Right now, you 16 are now currently here because of our little summer program where you will soon become the Hope of the World!"
"So we aren't the Hope of the World as of now?" Hatari asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Nope!" Monokuma shook his head. "You're all just newcomers! And right now, you're attending this summer program because you want to get a headstart to the life that awaits you at Hope's Peak! In other words, welcome to the Hope's Peak Summer Academy For Incoming Hopes of the World! Yes that's you! You've all been chosen because you're the next best of the best! And as for what your life will be like as of now well, you'll be living in Hope's Peak until the day you die! That's correct! Until the day you die!"
Immediately, the students were absolutely dumbstruck. They found themselves horrified by this revelation. Stuck at Hope's Peak until the day they die? That's crazy! There's no way!'
"Hold the phone!" Sachiko yelled out. "There's no way I'm staying here! I mean, as much as the people here look...ohhh...tasty as f*ck...I still got plans to meet up with a dozen of other hotties outside of this school!"
"I've got people to train!" Awaka declared.
"And I got a revolution to lead!" Kenta looked especially angry. "You've gotta be f*cking joking with us if you think we're going to stay here for the rest of our damn lives!"
Monokuma shook his head with a sigh. These kids, different cast from before, but the same old same old as the previous.
"That's always how it is," Monokuma shook his head. "All happy to be at the school they wanted to be in and then the next second, they want out. They beg at my knees and say, oh help me. Oh help me. I don't want to stay here. I've got a happy life in the Outside World! Bah! That's so boring!"
"Th-Th-This f-feels l-like h-he's b-b-building up t-to something," Izumi shivered in fright at Monokuma.
"What exactly do you have planned for us here in this school?" Akira narrowed her eyes at Monokuma. "If you're going to keep us here in this school for the rest of our lives then clearly there's a goal here. What do you want?"
"I remember someone asking me a similar question to that years ago," Monokuma smiled at the happy memories he got. "And here's the answer I gave them: Despair."
"Despair?" Michiyo looked confused.
"As the Hopes of this world, there is only one thing that can combat the very forces of Hope," Monokuma grinned. "Puhuhu. For all the hopeful Hopes there will always be the opposition. Despair. Hope vs. Despair. Something to balance each other out!"
"And how exactly do you expect to achieve this so-called, Despair?" Inoue crossed his arms, gazing his masked face toward Monokuma.
"Why, through the Graduation Clause of course!" Monokuma declared. "After all, if you guys hate the idea of staying at this school so much, there is only one way you can leave."
"Hell yeah!" Naoki crossed his arms. "Tell us what it is because I've got films to direct in the Outside World. I'll do anything to leave. Anything!"
"Anything?" Monokuma asked, creepily amused by Naoki's poor choice of words. "Why Mr. Naoki, if you want to leave so badly, all you need to do is kill someone."
The room fell into silence. The students couldn't believe what they had just heard. If they wanted to leave, they needed to kill someone? That can't be true. That can't be true at all. Can it?
"K-Kill someone?" Kumiko looked as if her heart had dropped a few beats.
"You're joking," Michiyo clenched her fist. "You're absolutely f*cking joking!"
"Not joking," Monokuma giggled. "This is no joke I'm afraid. You guys wanted out and now you're hesitating on actually leaving? You high schoolers can't decide on one thing can you? Puhuhu. Oh but I should explain how this works. You see, in this Summer Academy, your main lesson is survival. And to learn survival, you've got to be thrown into a Killing Game to learn, am I right?'
The students were silent, their faces paling by the second. Then a voice yelled out.
"I won't let you!" it was Usami and she had jumped onto the stage with an angry expression on her face.
"Oh my goodness!" Kumiko yelled out, hit with realization. "Monokuma is Usami's boyfriend! That's right!"
"I knew that bunny was no good!" Sakamoto growled, looking pissed to the core.
"No we're not!" Usami blushed. "Monokuma! You bad bear! I'm not letting you put another batch of students into another Killing Game! Not again! Not ev-WAH!"
"You need to stick to your closet change," Monokuma had grabbed Usami before the two began to wrestle. Their groans, moans, and 'oofs' could be heard as Monokuma and Usami had wrestled one another. By now, the faces on the students changed to that of either disgust or confusion.
"I guess that's kind of hot," Sachiko crossed her arms.
"They already hit Level 5 of their relationship!" Kumiko gasped.
"What the hell am I watching?" Yusuke asked, staring at the commotion between Monokuma and Usami.
Then finally, they finished as Monokuma stood proud and tall with Usami dressed as a naked bunny in a diaper. With a proud look on his face, Monokuma dusted his arms and prepared to continue before remembering something.
"Oh right!" Monokuma nodded. "I forgot something! Since we don't have anyone with an ahogee this season."
Monokuma licked his paw and began to do Usami's hair, creating a makeshift ahogee on her head.
"There we go!" Monokuma exclaimed. "Meet the new and improved Monomi! Also the main protagonist of this season! Because all the main protagonists are usually the ones who go around asking others to introduce themselves. Plus it'll be interesting to see a bunny protagonist. It's never been done before after all!"
"I feel violated...again," Usami, I mean Monomi, tried hard not to cry.
"Now then," Monokuma continued. "Here's how this Killing Game is going to work. Every so often, someone will die, get murdered, anything of the sort. And if no one dies or anything, then I'll personally make sure someone at least dies. Once someone does die, you'll get a chance to Investigate the death at hand and then it's on to the Class Trial where you will battle it out to find out the true culprit! If you have found out the true culprit and voted for them, then everyone survives and the true culprit, having disturbed the peace with their violent tendencies, will be sentenced to death, coordinated by yours truly."
This was sounding more and more violent by the second. The students were at a loss of words and none of them were willing to participate in this so-called Killing Game.
"What happens if we choose the wrong person?" Ryu asked, terrified.
"Glad you asked!" Monokuma cheered. "If you choose the incorrect person, then everyone but the culprit gets executed! Serves you right for accusing the innocent. Bwahahaha!"
Now that was even more disturbing news than last. They couldn't believe it. In fact it would seem that no matter what they did, someone was going to die. And it could be anybody. With no time to waste, Nanaho grabbed Monokuma by his neck and glared at him.
"Alright, listen here," Nanaho glared at Monokuma. "I've got kids to take care of out there. And I'm not about let you, some stupid bear, take that away from me!"
Nanaho was angry as Monokuma squirmed under her grasp.
"This just seems all too familiar!" Monokuma yelled as he squirmed. "I guess I'll to make an example out of myself if I want the proper respect! To me! Help me! Spears of Gungnir!"
"Spears of-"
"I WON'T LET YOU!"
A commotion could be heard as immediately Nanaho let go of Monokuma. She was pushed back. Groaning, she along with the other students were shocked to see the aftermath of what had happened.
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The spears had impaled someone. No, not someone. The Spears had impaled Monomi, who had pushed Nanaho out of harms way. Her body twitched. The machinery within her beginning to function. Monomi's face directed toward her students.
"H-H-Hatsuharu," Monomi twitched. "Y-Y-Y-You s-said a TeAcheR's j-JOb waZ to l0ok aFTe-r her s-Stu-dents r-R-rrightt? W-WelL. I g-Gue-S5 I-"
Monomi didn't speak anymore.
Her robotic body lay there impaled.
The gasps and shocked looks on the student faces. Monokuma had just tried to kill Nanaho. And to save her, Monomi had sacrificed herself for her. Monomi, there teacher was gone. And now, it was just them and a killer bear from the depths of Hell.
"Well that's a shame," Monokuma spoke with no remorse. "Our main protagonist is gone. You certainly lucked out there Ultimate Teacher. Not only do you get to survive that moment, but you get to take the official role of teacher in this school!"
"I-" Nanaho was shocked. Traumatized most definitely. "I- I d-didn't."
"Face it kiddos!" Monokuma declared. "You're stuck here until you die. And the only way out for you guys is to kill someone! Puhuhuhu! Welcome to Despair kiddos!"
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And like every game, the students all looked at each other. Each of them more terrified by the last, they all wondered who was going to kill. Who was gonna die? Who was ready to murder someone? Monomi/Usami was now gone. Now it was just themselves. Will they all survive and escape?
They didn't know.
But what they did know was that there was no Hope anymore.
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Only Despair, and the fading memories of their once happy pasts.
Prologue End
Students Left: 16
Anzai Akira - The Ultimate Law Enforcer
Fujiwara Natsumi - The Ultimate YouTuber
Hamano Hatsuharu - The Ultimate Affluent Progeny
Hatari Todou - The Ultimate Supermodel
Inoue Tadayoshi - The Ultimate ?
Kaito Awaka - The Ultimate Fitness Trainer
Konno Michiyo - The Ultimate Biker
Murakami Nanaho - The Ultimate Teacher
Nakajima Kenta - The Ultimate Revolutionaire
Nakamura Izumi - The Ultimate Writer
Nakashima Yusuke - The Ultimate Gamer
Ogawa Makoto - The Ultimate Godfather
Ryu Sugoui - The Ultimate Cartoonist
Sakamoto Naoki - The Ultimate Film Director
Saruwatari Kumiko - The Ultimate Matchmaker
Yamashita Sachiko - The Ultimate Prostitute
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