Chapter 1: Daily Life (1-2)
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!
"So what does the bear want?" was the first thing Hatsuharu said as he crossed his arms, looking visibly irritated at the fact of having his alone time ruined by the high-pitched demands of a black and white bear.
Currently, all the students were gathered at the gymnasium, waiting for Monokuma to show. He had called them in for a special announcement. It was the third day in this little hell hole of a school and at the moment, everyone seemed to be doing fine.
"And where is the bear anyway?" Michiyo asked, crossing her arms.
"Wherever he is, he's got something planned," Ogawa said, tipping his fedora down. "And whatever that bear's got planned, I doubt it would be anything good. My guess? He's trying to plan a way for us to get started on killing each other."
"H-H-How c-can y-you b-be s-sure of th-that?" Izumi was frightened to hear what Ogawa had said. In fact, the very idea of what Ogawa had implied was enough to get her to start tearing up.
"As the leader of a large crime family," Ogawa began as he tipped his fedora up. "I've practically developed a sixth sense to bloodthirsty murderers. When someone wants someone dead, I get a tingle. And you bet I feel that tingling whenever that bear's around."
"Wow, that sounds really cool," Yusuke noted. "Sounds like it could be a good video game skill to have for those mystery novel games."
"Or a good cartoon!" Ryu cheered.
"Or a good f*cking movie!" Naoki winked.
"You guys are missing the point," Ogawa tipped his fedora down with an absolute groan. "All I'm saying is, that bear wants someone dead. And he's probably going to do something about it to make sure that happens."
Speak of the devil. Monokuma had appeared and he was ready to start his announcement. Given with Ogawa had said, the students braced themselves for whatever was to come. Maybe he was going to have them fight to death. Oh gosh. Let's hope Monokuma doesn't read that and get any funny ideas.
"Oh oh oh, I heard someone was talking about me!" Monokuma exclaimed. "Let me guess. You were talking about how awesome and cute Headmaster Monokuma is aren't you? Oh! It's nice to be appreciated for once! Really!"
"Literally, no one else was thinking that but Ryu," Nanaho frowned, irritated by Monokuma's very presence.
"Hey, how'd you know?" Ryu blinked in surprise.
"Anyway," Hatari was the first to speak up to Monokuma in a more responsible manner. "What did you need us here for Headmaster Monokuma? You did say you had a special announcement."
Hatari asked this with such politeness that we wonder if she even remembers that this was the same bear who nearly murdered one of the students.
"Oh my, how polite," Monokuma blushed with a grin. "You guys should really follow this girl's lead! Now that is how you talk to your Headmaster! By far, you just might have to be my fav-"
"Get on with it already," Michiyo frowned at Monokuma.
"I especially did not come here for useless talk," Hatsuharu frowned at Monokuma. "Just tell us what you came here to announce so we can be on our way. I happen to be a very busy man."
"Yeah, and I found illegal p*rnography on our iHandbooks!" Yamashita began to drool. "I need to get to touching myself soon so make this quick will ya bear?"
"What the f*ck did you say?" Kenta was really surprised to hear that, as well as the dozen of other students who had heard this as well.
Monokuma even sounded surprise, but for a totally different reason.
"You found that?!" Monokuma was surprised by this fact. "And I thought I hid it well from everybody! You kids are too curious you know that? Curious curious curious till finally one day you make a mistake and then you get addicted!"
The students were silent for a moment before some speaking out.
"I do wonder why you even bothered to put those in our handbooks," Akira narrowed her eyes at Monokuma. It was clear the word 'illegal' had triggered the Law Enforcer's charisma and right now, she was ready to berate Monokuma for such recklessness.
But Monokuma had to switch the topic quickly.
"Back to the announcement at hand!" Monokuma declared. "I've been noticing a trend in the past and that trend in the past is that kids like won't be killing anyone anytime soon. It was really boring having to watch you all go and be all friendly friendly with one another! I mean, at this rate, you guys will end up starting families and making babies, which will be fun to watch at times but only when I'm feeling dirty!"
"Even teddy bears feel dirty!" Yamashita drooled once more. "Oh man, I wonder what sex with a be-"
"Woman," Inoue looked at Yamashita with a threatening tone. "Quit providing us nasty thoughts. Some minds here would rather they remain...unaffected by your corruptive knowledge of lustful activities."
"Ohhhh I see," Yamashita gave a nasty grin. "You want in on this ac-"
"Um, I agree with Inoue," Kumiko looked at Yamashita, both disturbed and a little sympathetic towards the Ultimate Prostitute. "Even if I support romantic affairs, what you know and imply is honestly disturbing me."
"Same here," Kenta gave it a nod. "I'd hate to see someone having sex with Mo-"
"Anyway!" Monokuma continued, trying to direct the conversation away from sexual interests to what he had to announce. "Since I don't want to wait three days till someone starts killing, I think it's time I hand out a good ol motive extra extra early! You all need a motive to get your killing adrenaline up! So I have sent a very special motive to all of your iHandbooks which you should receive...right now!"
Instantly, everyone's iHandbook made a beep sound, as if they had received a notification. And within the notification was a picture of one of the students that was not themselves in their handbook.
"H-Hey, w-what the?" Ryu blinked with a gulp. "What's with the pictures of our classmates?"
"Glad you asked!" Monokuma cheered. "You see! I wanted to spice things up. And what better way than turning everyone into assassins for several days hm? That's right, the pictures you see on your iHandbook are your Assassination Targets! Kill your target and you win a free graduation pass. No Class Trial. No Punishment for anybody! Just a ticket out of this dump! Sounds delicious doesn't it?"
"You mean to say that if we kill our target," Kumiko looked sick to her stomach. "We can go free. Just like that?"
"What's the catch?" Hatsuharu crossed his arms, staring Monokuma dead in the eye.
"No catch!" Monokuma cheerfully cheered. "No catch whatsoever! You kill your target, you leave! Simple as that!"
Hatsuharu examined Monokuma carefully. As did several other students as well. Killing the target and just leaving? There had to be more to this. Monokuma didn't seem the type to just let anyone up and go free.
"What what?" Monokuma perked his head before looking a bit irritated. "Why are you kids looking at me suspiciously? All I want is someone dead! Are you saying you want there to be a catch?"
"F*ck no," Naoki responded quickly toward Monokuma. "Let's just leave it at that alright?"
"In any case, we should at least reveal who our targets are," Hatari told the students before smiling. "That way, we can watch out and steer clear of whoever would want to kill us, right?"
"Bzzzt!" Monokuma interjected that train of thought, shaking his head frantically. "No can do! No telling others who your target is! That just ruins the fun out of it! And I like my murders to be hot and spicy. Not dull and dirty! So for as long as it takes until someone gets the Killing Game started, I will add a new rule to the iHandbook! If you would all see right now..."
Monokuma trailed off and instantly everyone received a notification on their iHandbooks. Upon tapping on the Rules and Regulations application on the handbook, they would find:
8. Revealing your target is forbidden until the Killing Game has begun.
"There we go!" Monokuma exclaimed, sighing in relief. "Now that should get you kids to keep your mouth shut! No spilling any beans, tea, or letting dogs and cats out of the bag or else shiiiing!"
Monokuma had bared his claws which were sharp enough to actually slash someone to death. This actually frightened some of the more emotionally weaker students but it hardly made some of the stronger students budge.
"Intimidation," Monokuma sighed to himself in relief once more. "How I adore it so. Well then! Have fun with your new motive kiddos! Puhuhu!"
And with that, Monokuma disappeared, without any trace of him being there. The students stared at their handbooks once, no twice, and a final third time to make sure they weren't seeing wrong. They had all received different targets.
And now soon, there was a sinking feeling.
That perhaps the Killing Game was underway...
(Cafeteria) - Akira, Awaka, Hatari, Hatsuharu, Inoue, Izumi, Kenta, Kumiko, Michiyo, Nanaho, Natsumi, Ogawa, Ryu, Sachiko, Sakamoto, Yusuke
The 16 students had all gathered at the cafeteria shortly after Monokuma's little announcement. They all kept their iHandbooks close within them as they sat together at the long table, unsure at what to do. The voices that belonged to them sounded almost frantic for some.
"What are we going to do?!" Ryu gulped. "Someone here has my name listed as their target and then they'll end up killing me and oh boohoo! That Monokuma bear is so not cute after all!"
"You just now realize this?" Natsumi sighed, shaking her head. Ryu had finally come to the point to imagine Monokuma as no longer a cute specimen with flaws, but a very dangerous specimen with very terrible flaws.
"In any case, we can't let Monokuma win," Akira told her classmates. "Even if the very idea of killing your target to graduate without a Class Trial sounds tempting, we shouldn't stoop out to the level of the criminals I had to put away on death row."
"So then, what should we do about this whole assassination stuff?" Yusuke said, playing his game as if the whole situation didn't even bother him
"Might I suggest that we stay away from the person we are targeting?" Akira asked. "It might not work well but it's the best we can do. After all, if we are even near our target, some of us might give into the temptation of murdering our target. As long as we stay away from who we are trying to kill, then the situation should might as well be resolved."
"But won't that count as revealing who your target is?" Hatari asked, nervously. "Monokuma said that if we revealed our target, we'll be punished."
"Not exactly," Hatsuharu shook his head. "Monokuma said that revealing our targets is prohibited yes. But if we were to stay away from our targets. Well, I don't think that would count as revealing anything now would it? At most, I would believe we would only begin to suspect that the people who are avoiding us are our assassins."
"I second that," Nanaho nodded at her fellow classmates. "I don't know how long Monokuma wants to keep up this little charade of making us stay here, but until we forget about the motive or something, let's just stay away from our targets, got it? Good."
She didn't bother waiting anyone to reply. She wanted to get this meeting done as soon as possible. Among the students was a potential assassin who may or may not want to kill her and she definitely wasn't going to take that chance of being killed.
"I'm heading to my room," Nanaho said before leaving. "And don't anyone come bother me."
Once Nanaho left, the students look at one another before someone let out a joking remark. This remark came from Yamashita Sachiko's vulgar mouth that may have been at too many places if you think about it.
"First death," Sachiko chuckled.
"Don't even joke like that," Kumiko frowned at Sachiko. "I still can't believe Monokuma thinks giving us targets to kill will lead us to kill. I mean, is anybody considering killing anyone?"
The students were silent and this made her worry.
"Well I mean, the idea of killing our target and leaving without a Class Trial sounds really tempting," Michiyo rubbed her forehead. "Jeez. Monokuma sure knows how to play with our desires like that y'know."
"Oh come on, you can't all be tempted with killing someone!" Kumiko frowned. "There has to be some of you who agrees that this so-called motive Monokuma gave us is absolutely ridiculous right?"
"Hmph, Monokuma bothered himself giving me a target," Inoue crossed his arms, his voice clear even though he had a mask on. "I won't kill anyone unless I have to. That is my promise to you all."
"Ah, thank you Inoue," Kumiko smiled at Inoue. "At least we have someone who has agreed to at least, not try to kill anyone... Um, actually, Inoue, what did you mean by 'unless I have to'."
"As I said," Inoue turned his masked gaze toward her. "I won't kill anyone unless I have to."
Kumiko didn't seem so comfortable with that answer anymore. In fact, his answer confused her. Then she looked at the other students, wondering what their opinions were about this obscene motive.
"W-Well um," Ryu spoke up, his voice very nervous. "It's n-not I'm th-thinking a-about k-killing anyone. I'm just...j-just s-scared of b-being k-killed!"
"M-M-M-Me t-too," Izumi shivered in agreement.
The two of them were scared. For Izumi, it was natural for her to be this scared because out of everyone in this cast of students, Izumi was the more emotionally weaker one. Ryu on the other hand had just realized that Monokuma wasn't as cute as he seemed so it's understandable too. That and he didn't want to die. No one wanted to die.
Ding dong
It was the sound of the alarm that would be shortly followed with the voice of one evil bear.
"Ahem, this is a school announcement," Monokuma's voice called out. "It is now 10 PM. Nighttime is now in effect and soon some areas will be locked. Please don't forget about Rule #2 and Rule #3 and have a good night dear children!"
"In any case," Hatsuharu spoke up. "It's getting late. I say we should all just go ahead and get a good night's rest. Those who are scared, relax. No one is going to die. And no one is going to kill anyone. We will uphold our new rule of not being anywhere near our targets and just try our best to forget about the motive at hand. That is all we can do right now. In fact, why don't you all start planning out something fun to take your mind off of this so-called Killing Game."
The students looked at one another and then gave nods to each other and at Hatsuharu.
"Great idea Hatsuharu!" Michiyo gave a thumbs-up.
"Truly," Hatari smiled at him with a nod.
"Glad to see we all agree," Hatsuharu nodded, satisfied with the positive responses to his idea. He stood up and stretched his arms. "Well then, goodnight everyone. See you all tomorrow."
Hatsuharu left the cafeteria as the other students looked among themselves, each wondering if they all had something planned. Then, Inoue stood up as he prepared to leave.
"I will be heading off too," Inoue said. "Besides, I rather I do my own things tomorrow. No need to bother yourselves inviting me."
"Yeah, same here," Yusuke shrugged as he stood up as well. "I gotta finish my game anyway. So you guys don't need to invite me to anything really. Just have fun with yourselves and I'll have fun by myself."
"How fun?" Sachiko gave a flirty smirk.
"More fun than being around you," Yusuke responded to Sachiko's question as he left with Inoue to head back to their rooms. Sachiko was rejected.
Then it was Michiyo's time to stand. But instead of heading to the exit, she grinned as she pointed toward the girls. Then with a loud voice and a determined look, Michiyo began to speak.
"In any case, you girls want to have a hang out tomorrow?" Michiyo grinned. "We can have a fun time with a fun party! Maybe a few drinks if Monokuma's got like beverages stashed away and awesome food to enjoy! Sound good?"
"I'm fine with that," Hatari gave a smile as she nodded.
"Sounds great!" Kumiko smiled at Michiyo. The idea of a girl hang-out was just what she needed to get her mind off of this little motive. "Maybe I'll also cook up something nice for every-"
"It's totally okay Kumiko," Hatari politely smiled at Kumiko, knowing full well the extent of her cooking. "There is no need to stress yourself."
"Huh?" Kumiko looked at Hatari, a little confused. "Are you sure?"
"Definitely," Hatari smiled at Kumiko as Michiyo gave a grin before noticing Izumi in the corner of the table, silent as ever and trying hard not to notice. And with a grin, Michiyo called out Izumi's name.
"Hey Izumi!" Michiyo called out with a grin. "Ya wanna join us as well?"
The sudden noise of her name being called made Izumi jump as she turned to Michiyo, her voice stuttering and stammering more frantic than ever.
"I-I-I-I-I d-d-don't um," Izumi didn't know what to say. Was this a trick? Were they secretly going to kill her? Has she not been listening this entire time when Michiyo invited the girls out for a hangout?
"Come on," Michiyo grinned. "It'll be fun. You, me, Natsumi, Kumiko, and Hatari! Hanging out in one of our bedrooms and having a wild time haha!"
Izumi was silent. She didn't know what to say. The very idea sounded sketchy to her, but it seemed that Kumiko and Hatari didn't mind one bit. She was about to respond to her answer but immediately Michiyo added:
"Unless you have one of us as your targets," Michiyo shrugged. "Then I say forget it and just go back to what you initially planned okay?"
"N-No," Izumi shook her head. "I um, I um, I w-w-want to j-join! A-and I-I d-d-don't h-have one of y-you g-guys as m-my t-t-target! P-Pinky p-promise!"
"Then see ya tomorrow," Michiyo grinned at Izumi before turning her head to Kumiko, Natsumi, and Hatari who smiled at the thought of a five-way girl's day off. "And I should expect you three to join as well right?"
"Most definitely," Hatari nodded with a smile.
"You bet!" Kumiko smiled as well.
"Sure thing!" Natsumi cheered.
"Then it's settled," Michiyo grinned. "I will see you girls tomorrow! Don't any of you think you can just show up late cause I will leave you behind! 12 PM is the time to meet. My room is the place so let's get this rolling got it?"
With a smile and nod at the plan (except from Izumi who was still contemplating her decision to join), Michiyo, Natsumi, Kumiko, Hatari, and Izumi left the cafeteria. This left only Akira, Awaka, Kenta, Ogawa, Ryu, Naoki, and Sachiko in the cafeteria. But that didn't stay true for long.
Akira and Sachiko ended up leaving. Akira for her own purposes and Sachiko because 'they weren't fun anymore'. That only left Awaka, Kenta, Ogawa, Ryu, and Naoki. The males of the group who had ended up a bit jealous by the Michiyo's idea of a party.
"This is unacceptable!" Kenta slammed his hand down on the table. "I call for a revolution! Revolution Assemble!"
"Um, what exactly are we rebelling against?" Awaka asked, a little confused.
"Why the girls of course!" Kenta declared. "They think they can have a little girls' day out? Well I'm going to initiate a boy's day out! Who's with me?! Awaka, Ogawa, Ryu, Naoki? Will you join the Revolution? Huh? Will you? Will you? Will you? Wi-"
"Okay okay!" Ogawa looked irritated at Kenta's pestering. "I'll join if it gets you to shut up. Just don't expect me to be all buddy buddy. I'm a leader of a Mafia. So you go do something I don't like, I'll pound your face in."
"Well, if I'll join too," Awaka smiled politely. "After all, I doubt it'll be fun with only two people hanging out in an all-boys' day out. So you can tag me along too! Ryu? Naoki? You guys want to join too?"
"I'll join," Naoki looked away. "Just because I f*cking don't know what to do on my free time anyway."
"I politely decline," Ryu looked nervous. "I'm sorry but, after hearing today's motive, I just need a moment by myself to wonder who I can trust. So you guys have fun without me. I got Olivia and Peanut by my side so don't worry about me."
"Then it's settled!" Kenta declared with a proud expression. "Meet me at my room at, let's say...12 PM!"
"At this point," Naoki grumbled. "I'm beginning to wonder if you're just putting together this event just to f*cking spite the girls. But whatever. I'll f*cking be there. But if you even think about killing me then I'll kill you first!"
"He's serious," Ogawa nodded with confirmation. "So don't even try to kill him."
And with that Ryu, Naoki, and Ogawa left Kenta and Awaka alone in the cafeteria. Kenta just seemed a bit unnerved by what Naoki and Ogawa had said and noticing this discomfort, Awaka placed a hand on his shoulder.
"You okay Kenta?" Awaka asked.
"Why are the guys here so creepy?" Kenta groaned.
...
(MONOKUMA THEATER)
"What?!" Monokuma was on the phone. "You're saying Assassination Targets was already taken as a motive?! It was supposed to be fresh from the oven! How could anyone have take- Oh. That universe huh? Well. It seems that some things just aren't meant to be original. When I thought of Assassination Targets as a motive, I thought it was a brilliant idea! Give them a target and then bam! They win the game instantly by leaving the school...and then die a painful death sometime in the future. I won't dive in on that. But sadly, my idea will not be original because another damn universe took it! And they had an Ultimate Ventriloquist, who I admit I'm rooting for him to live, and there also seems to be a lot more female characters than male characters. I can't dive anymore than that but I supposed you guys might know what I'm referencing. Puhuhu."
...
Ding dong
Morning had hit. Monokuma's message rang out:
"Rise and shine students!" Monokuma cheered. "Today is another beeeeyutiful day! So wash up and enjoy another day at sunny sunny Hope's Peak Summer Academy!"
And now everyone now doing their respective thing, keeping their promise to stay away from their targets, even if it meant that some of them were staying away from everyone.
It was almost 12, and Kenta and Michiyo were both excited to get their respective hang-outs in session. In fact, they practically packed up foods and drinks and everything really. Now both of them waited in their rooms, waiting for their guests to come.
And because of this, our little interactions will mostly be focused on Michiyo's Group of Gals (which included Michiyo, Kumiko, Hatari, Natsumi, and Izumi) as well as Kenta's Group of Guys (which included Kenta, Ogawa, Awaka, and Naoki).
The others were off doing stuff that don't really matter and as such we should not annoy them with questions as to what they were doing. But in any case, let's get started with Michiyo's Group of Gals.
(Michiyo's Room) - Hatari, Kumiko, Michiyo, Natsumi
When Michiyo opened her door, it was 12 AM and standing amongst her was Hatari, Kumiko, and Natsumi, who were all excited to get started. They brought some of their personal things like Hatari's magazine of boys, Kumiko's journal filled with love notes, and Natsumi's camera which she had planned to film them all having fun.
But someone was missing.
"Huh?" Michiyo blinked. "Where's Izumi? She said she was going to join us at 12. Did she forget?"
"Actually," Natsumi shook her head before answering Michiyo's question. "Izumi said she wasn't feeling well. So she said she was going to sit out today. I happened to bump into her and when I looked at her well... She looked more nervous than usual so I guess we should leave her be for now."
"Shame," Michiyo sighed. "Well I guess it'll be fine with four girls instead. Come on in."
Michiyo let Hatari, Kumiko, and Natsumi inside her room and instantly they discovered that her room was filled with some accessories that suited the Ultimate Biker. A banner of the Crazy Diamonds hung on the wall as Michiyo sat back on her bed.
She pointed to the snacks and drinks she had ended up gathering and placing in her room and was eager to get this started.
"Food and drinks are over there," Michiyo grinned. "So please help yourself. And don't worry about me poisoning it. There was no bottles of poison around and you guys aren't my target so it's all good."
"M-Michiyo!" Hatari looked scared and nervous. "Y-You j-just.."
"Hey relax," Michiyo looked calm. "If this is about the last thing I said, then it's no problem. Monokuma said we couldn't reveal who our target was. Never said we couldn't reveal who wasn't our target. Am I right?"
"Um, if you say so," Hatari calmed down a bit. Michiyo's body skewered was the last thing she needed to see, so she was glad these loopholes in these rules existed. "In any case, what do you girls want to do in here?"
"Isn't it obvious what we should do in here?" Kumiko gave a smile that was mixed with a blush. "...We should talk about the boys."
"I like the sound of that," Michiyo gave a grin. "Excellent idea Kumiko!"
"Ah, th-the b-boys," Hatari twiddled her fingers nervously. Natsumi blushed lightly as she began to sweat. They were going to talk about the male students of the cast? It's very cliché but it's the kind of thing Kumiko would love to talk about.
"Like every rom com/school life movie/TV show I've seen," Kumiko began with a bright smile. "The female members of the cast always talk about the cutest boys or the boys that really interest them! So spill out the goods ladies! Who are you guys interested and/or think is cute?"
Hatari and Natsumi blushed while Michiyo smirked at their reactions. Then seeing them stammer, Michiyo shook her head in amusement and began to spill the beans herself.
"Well, if you two aren't going to spill, then I guess I will," Michiyo chuckled. "Yusuke's pretty cute. And the fact that he seems like a loner just makes him all the more better. My only problem with him is that he's just kind of emotionless ya know? Like Akira but only too focused on his gameboy or something."
"I see, I see," Kumiko began jotting this down in her journal. "Continue."
"Are you writing this down?!" Natsumi was blushing even further.
"Awaka is like a big teddy bear so that makes him pretty cute too," Michiyo noted, tapping her chin. "Oh but I like Ogawa as well. He has the cold dark attitude that I really like in a guy. But sadly, I'm afraid I won't be falling for any of them heh."
Kumiko stopped writing as she looked at Michiyo, surprised by what she said. Natsumi and Hatari also looked at Michiyo, confused by what she had meant.
"What do you mean by that?" Hatari asked.
"I already got someone I'm interested in dating," Michiyo smiled. "He's like the toughest biker gang leader and he's got a code of honor that I really admire. Won't hit a girl that guy and he's easily impressed by the guts I got to best him."
"Won't hit a girl?" Hatari asked, a little envious about that fact. "Sounds admirable."
"He's got anger issues," Michiyo shrugged. "But that doesn't stop me from loving the guy. He's somewhere out there. And he's obviously waiting for me. So I'll do my best to survive. For his and the gang's sake. Because everyone knows that the Crazy Diamonds won't be complete without me! Heh heh!"
Michiyo gave a thumbs-up as the other three girls began to admire Michiyo for her goal of surviving. She was doing this for her special someone. And warmed their heart to learn that fact about Michiyo.
"Now it's your turn," Michiyo told the girls. "Enough of my little romantic life, what's yours?"
Hatari and Natsumi were nervous to share. But Kumiko herself decided to go forth and reveal. Tapping her chin in thought, she began to think about the boys currently in the school and her love life before this Killing Game happened.
"Well, I was asked out by many boys and girls," Kumiko noted. "But I had to turn them all down."
"Asexual?" Michiyo asked.
"No, just not interested in them," Kumiko noted. "They just didn't seem to be the right one to me so I rejected their request to date them. Really, I never expected me to be a popular girl at school but everyone loved me and I rather they didn't. Gives me too much popularity and power you know?"
"I understand that feeling," Hatari nodded. As a Supermodel, that is exactly what she had to go through everyday. And it was a surprise to hear Kumiko go through that same experience as well.
"What about now?" Natsumi smiled, getting a little interested in Kumiko's interests. "Any boys, girls? Anyone you interested in at all?"
Kumiko began to think as she tapped her chin. Then she smiled as the insides of her began to flutter. She enjoyed this feeling when she thought of one person she might potentially be interested in.
"Well," Kumiko said before smiling to herself. "I guess there is this one guy. We've been hanging out for the past two days and so far, everything about him just really interests me."
"Ooh, do tell," Michiyo looked really interested. Everyone in the room did and all this attention instantly made Kumiko blush faintly.
"He's just so mysterious and even though he acts cold and distant, there's a part of me that just doesn't want to leave him you know?" Kumiko asked, smiling. "I feel like there's just some sort of connection between me and him."
"You got all that from just two days?" Hatari asked, blinking.
"Not even two," Natsumi shook her head. "Three days, counting today...if she did hang out with him today that is."
"I'm sorry, but even as the Ultimate Matchmaker," Kumiko looked at them all sheepishly. "I don't really understand just why these feelings for him are so strong. I mean, it's not normal for these feelings to be strong after three days upon meeting the guy right?"
"The way I see it," Michiyo had laid back on the bed as she spoke. "It's most likely because you rejected so many people in the past that you probably held all your romantic lusts deep inside. And now that you met someone you actually think you might like, all that romantic lust has come spilling out and it is satisfying you to the bitter end. Get what I'm saying?"
"So it's like when you want to pee but you have to hold it in," Natsumi noted with a nod of understanding.
"Yeah," Michiyo grinned. "Go you Kumiko. Who's the lucky bastard?"
Kumiko was silent. What Michiyo had said could make sense but deep inside, she thinks it might've been something else. But at the other question at hand, Kumiko blushed once again.
"Um um well um," Kumiko began to stammer.
"We shouldn't be surprised," Hatari smiled before her face turned into a teasing smirk. "Someone who's cold and distant. Someone who hung out with Kumiko for the past two days? By any chance, does this person wear a mask?"
"Eep," Kumiko blushed harder.
"I knew it!" Hatari giggled. "It's Inoue! You have a crush on Inoue Tadayoshi!"
"That guy huh?" Michiyo looked surprised. "I would have never thunk that. I gotta warn ya sister. He doesn't seem to be the type to like to associate himself with others ya know? So if he hurts your heart, then you bet I'll be there to kick his *ss."
"N-No it's okay," Kumiko began to look in her journal on the page she had written for Inoue with a smile. "I get a feeling that a match has been found."
"Wait wait wait wait, hold the phone," Natsumi was still surprised to hear that Kumiko had a major crush on- "Inoue's a guy?!"
Nevermind.
The room was silent as Hatari, Kumiko, and Michiyo looked at Natsumi, confused. It seems that Natsumi had not realized that very blatant obvious fact. My goodness, this is going to start something from the internet ain't it?
"You thought he wasn't?" Hatari asked.
"Sorry," Natsumi crossed her arms in thought. "I always thought he wasn't human or like was a girl dressed as a guy or something. But now that you mention it, yep! No doubt! He's a guy!"
The girls were silent.
"Moving on," Hatari cleared her throat. "Let's do something else now. We had fun with our love interests, so let's-"
"Ah ha, ya can't get out that easily ya know," Michiyo smirked. "You're going to spill the beans right here right now. So spill it. Who do you think is cute Hatari Todou?!"
Hatari looked flustered. And before we can learn this answer, let's switch over to Kenta's group to balance out the boys and girls interaction, no matter how juicy this interaction may seem.
(Kenta's Room) - Awaka, Kenta, Naoki, Ogawa
Kenta's room, similar to Michiyo's, had a banner but this time, showing a symbol of his rebellion: The Japanese Rebellion in fact. It was a kind of lazy name, I know, but it's the best I could come up with, promise.
"So what are we going to do in here?" Awaka asked, looking around. "It seems you didn't even bother to like prepare snacks or anything heh."
"Well," Kenta chuckled sheepishly as he rubbed the back of his neck. "Truth be told, I only wanted a boys hang-out because I got jealous seeing the girls have their own as well haha."
"I f*cking knew it," Naoki sighed, shaking his head. "Well a number one star like me needs some form of entertainment so entertain me damn it revolution boy! And don't you dare think Russian Roulette is a good form of entertainment because its not!"
"You played Russian Roulette?" Ogawa asked Naoki.
"Nah," Naoki shook his head. "I just hear that some guys get so drunk at parties that they begin to play with a gun with one bullet in the chamber and then begin pointing it at their own heads. It's f*cking crazy ya know?"
"It is," Ogawa nodded. "Played it a few times myself. Several close calls. In fact, one time, I was playing with some of the other members of my mafia gang and I was asked to do something when it was my turn. Lo and behold, if I had pulled the trigger on that time then I wouldn't even be here heh. That was the closest call that close calls can ever get."
"O-Ogawa," Awaka looked freaked out upon hearing this. "That's seriously messed up. You shouldn't play games like that! It's suicide!"
"That's the point," Ogawa tipped his fedora down as Awaka looked at him, not understanding by what he had meant.
"Well guys, I can be both happy and sad to say that I don't have a gun we can play Russian Roulette with," Kenta beamed with a smile. "So in any case, why don't we talk about the girls of this place?"
"Pass," Naoki crossed his arms.
"I got my own flame," Ogawa responded without a care in the world.
"Sorry, I'm not that interested in dating," Awaka chuckled. "But if it makes you feel better, I guess I can tell you one girl who I think is pretty cute. Well that is, if you want to hear it Kenta."
"Go ahead," Kenta sighed. "Ogawa and Naoki bummed me out with their rejections to the question anyway. Who do you think is cute?"
"Akira," Awaka responded with a smile. Ogawa and Naoki were taken aback by this revelation. Kenta looked surprised himself as well.
"That cold chick?" Kenta asked. "I mean, she's not that bad but I would think you would say Michiyo. She's good-looking, bad*ss, and you two hang out like a lot. But Akira? Never would've expected that."
"I guess I just like girls with purple streaks in their hair," Awaka chuckled sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck. "But in any case, it's just kind of hard to talk to her, especially with her cold looks heh."
"Amen to that," Ogawa shrugged. "She's the Ultimate Law Enforcer meaning bad news to my little Crime Family."
"And bad news for my Rebellion," Kenta sighed.
"That's what you get for becoming Ultimate Criminals," Naoki shook his head at the two guys he was in the room with. "But in any case, I guess Kenta himself likes Michiyo right?"
Kenta began to list off some names.
"Hatari, Michiyo, Kumiko, Sachiko-"
"Excuse me?" Ogawa raised an eyebrow at Kenta as soon as he mentioned Sachiko. "You leave that girl out of this. She's nowhere good looking as the three other girls you named."
"True, but I wouldn't mind havin-"
"Nope nope nope," Ogawa stood up and left the room. "I don't want to hear anything about that girl."
"W-Wait, Ogawa!" Kenta stood up as well and ran after Ogawa. "Come back man!"
Kenta and Ogawa had now left the room. Awaka and Naoki looked at one another before standing up, Naoki completely understanding why Ogawa would leave while Awaka was more concerned about Kenta leaving his room to two people who could be out to kill him.
"Well, guess that ends this little hang-out," Naoki shrugged, rubbing his neck. "I'm heading to the kitchen. Wanna join in big dude?"
"Sure," Awaka shrugged.
(Michiyo's Room) - Hatari, Kumiko, Michiyo, Natsumi
Back at Michiyo's much more successful little hang-out session, the girls giggled upon hearing Hatari's answer. Hatari herself was blushing lightly as Kumiko jotted down all this juicy information right there in her journal.
"I can't believe it," Natsumi giggled. "You think Kenta is cute?"
"Oh please don't make fun of me over this," Hatari looked away, embarrassed. "Kenta is a funny and a really cool guy. Sure he might be like a rebel and I am weary about his talent as a revolutionaire, but I guess I'm attracted to guys who value teamwork like him. But it's a minor crush and nothing else! That's all!"
"Ha, sure," Michiyo laughed before sporting a teasing look at Natsumi, who seemed to have gotten too comfortable with the conversation at hand. "And what about you Natsumi? Who do you like? Is it a certain Sakamoto Naoki?"
"Ha!" Natsumi shook her head. "Are you kidding me? He's foul-mouthed. He's narcissistic. And I hate him."
"Sure sure," Michiyo gave a teasing smirk at her as Natsumi looked away and pouted. "In any case, I think we all established who we have a clear interest in. Want to do something else now?"
"Like what?" Hatari asked.
"Like Truth or Dare?" Natsumi asked with a bright smile. "That's always a fun party game! In fact maybe we should dare someone here to kiss one of the guys they thought were cute."
Natsumi gave a teasing look at Kumiko and Hatari, both of whom blushed in response and the idea of kissing the guys they were interested in.
"Ya do realize that you'll have to kiss Naoki if we dare ya right?" Michiyo smirked.
"Ack!" Natsumi widened her eyes at the very mention of that. Her and Naoki? Bleh! "Nope nope. Different game. Different game. Not doing it. Dislike! Dislike! Dislike!"
The girls giggled at Natsumi's antics...and thus we can conclude that the four had a very successful hang-out together. In fact, one might say Michiyo, Hatari, Kumiko, and Natsumi grew a little closer today as well.
Just don't ask us to give them presents.
(Cafeteria) - Kenta, Ogawa
Back at the boy's side of things, Ogawa had tipped his fedora down so it could cover his eyes completely. He was getting annoyed by Kenta who looked at him teary-eyed and spouting out pleas and begs.
"Pwease don't hate me..." Kenta gave him a puppy-dog look, which was very surprisingly effective for a guy like Kenta mind you.
"If you're gonna continue this up then I'll probably just do just that," Ogawa growled with a sigh. Kenta has been at this for almost an hour and really, Ogawa was starting to get annoyed. In fact, he probably would've punched the guy in the face if Awaka, Inoue, Naoki, Ryu, and Sachiko hadn't arrived.
Awaka and Naoki most likely came to meet up with Kenta and Ogawa. But as for Inoue, Ryu, and Sachiko, they didn't know why they themselves were here in the cafeteria. And that was going to render some much needed interactions no?
"Huh," Naoki rubbed his chin. "Why exactly are you three here in the cafeteria?"
"I want a cucumber," Sachiko smiled pervertedly before heading into the kitchen. There goes one of the students that could've been interacted with... Wait! Nevermind! I will never have these students interact with such a vile perverted woman!
"Ignoring that, what's your guy's f*cking excuses?" Naoki asked Inoue and Ryu.
Inoue was silent. But unlike Inoue, Ryu himself gave a sheepish smile as he responded to Naoki's question.
"Will you believe me if I said I left Peanut in the kitchen, heh?" Ryu asked with a small chuckle. To no one's surprise, he was met with blank looks. Looks that suggested that they maybe shouldn't bother his little imaginative fantasies.
"Well, I'll go look for Peanut with you if you want," Awaka shrugged, humoring Ryu as he smiled appreciatively. The two headed off into the kitchen as Sachiko exited with a cucumber in her hand. They didn't question it.
"As for you," Naoki looked at Inoue. "You didn't say sh*t so let me ask again, what are you doing here in the cafeteria?"
"Thought the cafeteria was open to anyone who's hungry," Inoue noted, staring at Naoki through his mask. "Guess not. In any case, I'll just go grab a plate of a sandwich or something and just head off and not bother you guys."
Inoue entered the kitchen soon after as Naoki shook his head.
"I don't really get that guy," Naoki shook his head as he looked at Kenta and Ogawa.
"What'd you expect?" Ogawa deadpanned. "Most of our classmates are a bunch of weird people that I just can't stand being around. So I try not to talk to them. They aren't my gang members after all heh."
"Ah, I'm kind of interested in what your mafia group is like actually," Kenta nodded at Ogawa. "If you tell me about them, I'll tell you about my rebellion group."
"Done deal," Ogawa shrugged, having nothing better to do as he talked with Kenta. Naoki gave a shrug and just headed to the kitchen. There was no use with him sitting afar and listening to the two converse.
(Kitchen) - Awaka, Ryu
Before we get to that...
"There you are!" Ryu exclaimed, hugging Peanut, which to our eyes was nothing but air. Awaka was silent as Inoue and Naoki walked in, grabbed what they needed, looked at Ryu, and left.
They weren't even going to question anything.
"I guess Peanut was playing with onions or something?" Awaka asked, chuckling lightly.
"No, tomatoes," Ryu shook his head before smiling at Awaka. "But in any case, Olivia wants to ask how you got to be so beefy and full of muscles. Because I don't think it's normal to be that size."
"Ah," Awaka blinked before chuckling sheepishly. "I get that a lot believe it or not. But in any case, it's all about a proper balanced diet and lots of training. As a fitness trainer, I pride myself on making sure everyone gets the fit body they deserve, like mine heh."
"I see," Ryu nodded. "But you should be careful. Back where I come from, there's a guy named Zack who has a thing for muscled guys like you."
"Well, at least he's not around where I live am I right?" Awaka chuckled. "I live off near the shore close to Hope's Peak."
"Oh, I do too," Ryu blinked.
Awaka was silent. Oh f*ck damn it. Getting rid of the nervous thoughts in his head, Awaka looked at Ryu and scratched his head with a nervous chuckle, wanting to change the subject.
"Um, tell me about yourself Ryu," Awaka chuckled. "What got you so into cartoons? And who are Olivia and Peanut based on if I may ask?"
"For the first question," Ryu began to think. "I got into cartoons ever since I was little. It always interested me on how someone could just draw something so colorful and child-friendly you know? Back home, my entire family grew up with bloody comic books and manga. But me? I loved cartoonish pieces. They were so...innocent compared to the dark superhero comics my brother collects."
"I see," Awaka nodded, understanding Ryu's interests.
"As for Olivia and Peanut?" Ryu began to think. "Well I never exactly had the best childhood growing up. No one wanted to be friends with me at school, so I decided to create two friends instead. Olivia is a punk. And Peanut is a clown. And they are practically my only friends growing up."
"Aw man, Rya," Awaka looked at Ryu, sympathetic.
"No no it's okay," Ryu chuckled sheepishly. "I guess I just hung out with Peanut and Olivia because I had a hard time trusting others. Connecting with others. All that mumbo jumbo heh. What about you Awaka? What got you into fitness training in the first place?"
Awaka looked surprised that Ryu wanted know about him. But after hearing Ryu's story, he couldn't just decline and not tell his own story. Ryu was brave enough to reveal his past. Why not Awaka himself.
"Well," Awaka nodded as he began. "Truth be told, I wasn't always this um..."
"Big?" Ryu asked, finishing Awaka's sentence.
"Haha, yeah, basically," Awaka laughed at that. "I was kind of chubby. Wasn't looking too healthy in terms of physical body shape. And as a result, I was always picked on by the other kids at school."
"Man, I've seen enough cartoons to know how that feels," Ryu nodded, understanding Awaka.
"Y-Yeah," Awaka nodded looking away. "Anyway, it was my dad that got me into fitness training. When he heard about the other kids picking on me, he took it upon himself to train me as the big guy you see today. When they saw me change later on, heh boy were they afraid I was going to knock their socks off."
"And did you?" Ryu asked.
"Heck no," Awaka shook his head. "I'm not about that revenge type. I just left them alone...after they said sorry to me that is. And then we went our separate ways."
Ryu shook his head with a small smile.
"Let me be honest," Ryu said. "I would've knocked all of them out to teach them a lesson. But you're admirable Awaka. Being this nice and all."
"Yeah," Awaka chuckled. "It's why I became a fitness trainer. My dad trained me to take care of myself and stop the other kids from bullying me. Now I follow in his footsteps to help other kids get stronger both physically and mentally."
Ryu gave Awaka a firm handshake. The two smiled at one another, growing closer today of course.
"As I said Awaka," Ryu chuckled. "Very admirable."
(Cafeteria) - Kenta, Ogawa
Back at Kenta and Ogawa, the two began to share their little life sentiments about their life as criminals. Well, can we really consider Kenta a criminal? Because I assume we can butAh nevermind.
"So where to start with my story," Ogawa sat back, fixing his fedora. "Well, I guess you can say I was born into the family business. How the Family works is that the godfather at the time writes down the name of the person they want to pass down the role of Godfather to."
Kenta looked at Ogawa, listening attentively to his tale.
"At the time, the Godfather happened to be my dad, so naturally I became the next Godfather," Ogawa noted, leaning back on the table. "And from there, I led the family better than pops could."
"What happened to your pops anyway?" Kenta asked.
"Shot in the head," Ogawa tipped his fedora down to hide his eyes. Although it didn't seem like it at the time, Ogawa seemed almost...sad when he had revealed that. "I got the guy who did it. So that's a plus. But because of pops' death, I became the next Godfather at an early age."
"So that explains that," Kenta gave a nod, understanding Ogawa's sentiments. "Do you like being a Godfather?"
"The job's full of responsibility and sh*t" Ogawa frowned, tipping his fedora up to look at Kenta in the eye. "But it has its perks. For one, I get to call the shots on who I want dead so naturally, I don't have many enemies that have the balls to come pick a fight with me."
"Ah, I see," Kenta was getting a little nervous.
"Well, what about you?" Ogawa looked at Kenta, which made his spine chill. "As the leader of a rebellion, I think you made some powerful enemies right?"
"Hmm, yeah," Kenta gave a nod. He couldn't say 'no' to that idea. He has made enemies with very powerful people. "The mayor. Some high police officials. Even some secret higher positions of power."
"Jesus," Ogawa shook his head. "How the f*ck are you not dead?"
"Well," Kenta began to think about this. "I guess it's because they haven't tried to assassinate me yet heh. I would think maybe with the amount of people I have in my rebellion, that they might be too chicken to do anything to me haha."
Ogawa looked at Kenta, examining him. He was unsure or this was the truth or not, but even Kenta wasn't sure on why he hasn't been killed...let alone assassinated.
"In any case," Kenta scratched his head. "I never expected the Japanese Rebellion to be super huge. At most, I thought it would just be group of friends yelling at the corrupt officials to give our rights back or something like that. But before you know it, we ended up getting police officers, military guys, even some underground gang members in on the Rebellion."
"You're joking," Ogawa didn't believe that Kenta would've attracted so many people to the Rebellion.
"Nah man," Kenta shook his head. "I remember one time, some of the military guys brought in a tank and threatened to use it if we didn't get the freedom we deserved. Heh. To be honest, that scared me."
"In other words, you're here at a school for very talented people...by accident..." Ogawa deadpanned, not even believing what he was hearing.
"Um...yeah?" Kenta scratched his head.
"Nice talk, I'm leaving," Ogawa sighed shaking his head as he left, leaving Kenta at the cafeteria alone.
Kenta watched Ogawa leave. It seems like the interaction was left on a sour note. But there was no doubt that Kenta and Ogawa grew a little closer today, in their own silly way.
...
And this silence would continue throughout the rest of the day...
...
MONOKUMA THEATER
Monokuma was jotting down in a journal that looked very similar to that of Kumiko's journal. Then with frantic scribbling and a shake of his head, Monokuma looked at the screen with a distasteful look on his face.
"In every high school setting, for some reason," Monokuma sighed, shaking his head. "There always has to be love affairs going on everywhere. It's the same with these kids. I mean they just got here and already they're talking about potential love interests? Come on! This is a Killing Game! And they think they'll get out with the person they love? Ha! Fat chance! It's all about the Despair, so I'm hoping some of these suckers die so I can get rid of all this lovey schmovey crap. And before you asked, yes I didn't get enough love from anyone myself but that doesn't matter! I am Monokuma! And I say we should ban love and create high hopes for Despair! Ack! I said Hope For Despair! That's just kind of...hypocritical sort of."
Hope For Despair. That could be a great Danganronpa title for a fic someday.
...
Ding dong
It was morning. Monokuma's face popped up on the screen, ready to repeat the same message he gave every morning in hopes that the students would wake up to another day of making friends with potential killers.
"Rise and shine students!" Monokuma cheered. "Today is another beeeeyutiful day! So wash up and enjoy another day at sunny sunny Hope's Peak Summer Academy!"
(Cafeteria) - Akira, Hatsuharu, Kumiko, Michiyo, Nanaho
Anzai Akira, Hamano Hatsuharu, Saruwatari Kumiko, Konno Michiyo, and Murakami Nanaho were among the first people to arrive at the cafeteria in this brand new morning. Kumiko had prepared another fine meal for her fellow classmates, and by 'fine' we mean really terrible.
No one has bothered to touch the food yet.
"Ah man," Michiyo yawned. "Are we going to have to go knock on everyone's doors again to check if they're all still alive? I'm telling ya, maybe we should've made a rule to have everyone gather at the cafeteria first thing in the morning."
"I agree," Kumiko nodded before looking determined. "The foods going to get cold if people don't come here sooner!"
"I don't think that is what Michiyo intended it to be the purpose," Hatsuharu crossed his arms, looking at Kumiko with a raised eyebrow.
"I see," Kumiko sighed before nodding with a smile. "But in any case, I think we should all just dig in! Those who come in late will just have to deal with eating cold dishes instead."
"A-A-Actually um," Hatsuharu looked flustered, stammering at how they would be the early ones to actually eat whatever Kumiko had concocted today. "Perhaps we should wait? It doesn't s-seem right with me to have everyone eat before the others arrive."
"If that's how they do things in Britain then I'm fine with that," Kumiko gave a smile. "Oh! Here comes some more people now."
Akira and Nanaho, having been silent throughout this interaction turned their heads to see who in the world had arrived. This time, it was Inoue Tadayoshi, Kaito Awaka, Nakajima Kenta, and Sakamoto Naoki.
Kumiko seemed extra delighted to see Inoue come in. Michiyo on the other hand gave a smirk upon seeing her brighten up. Awaka meanwhile saw Akira and turned his head the other way, thinking about what he had said yesterday.
"Inoue," Kumiko smiled at Inoue. "I had the pleasure of cooking by myself today so there is no need to trouble yourself to cook for the others today."
"Ah..." Inoue looked at Kumiko, confused and definitely relieved..but then realized what that had meant. "That's very good. Glad you did not need my help today and um...um...yeah. That's all I got to say."
Kumiko gave a small giggle as Inoue wrapped himself in his cloak, embarrassed. Kumiko was the type of girl to unintentionally embarrass him greatly, and that ended up causing him to sit at the far end of the table, away from the others.
"So, looks like we're the f*cking second ones to arrive," Naoki noted. "Man, it's like you guys are always the first ones to arrive. What the f*ck is up with that?"
"Gotta make sure no one breaks any rules," Akira sucked on a lollipop.
"I need to cook for you guys," Kumiko asserted.
"I'm just an early bird," Michiyo shrugged.
"Sleeping in is not how teachers function," Nanaho shook her head.
"It's quieter when you're the first one here," Hatsuharu crossed his arms.
All very valid reasons that we may all understand, sort of. Naoki looked at them all with a clear look that he didn't seem to understand. Then with a sigh and a shake of his head, he began to respond.
"Ah why should I care?" Naoki shook his head. "I'm practically a saint compared to you f*ckers."
"Watch your language young man or I'll-"
"Discipline you?" Michiyo sighed, finishing Nanaho's sentence. She's come to that point where she's remembered Nanaho's favorite line and favorite remark to say to troublesome class members. "Jeez Louis. Just do it already. It should be fun to watch and it's Naoki, which is a bonus."
"F*ck you," Naoki glared at Michiyo.
"Hey hey, we shouldn't fight guys," Kenta chuckled. "We got to stick together as a team on this. So Nanaho, no disciplining anyone and Naoki, quit being such a blowhard *ss got it?"
"As if I'm taking orders from a lower-class jack*ss," Naoki crossed his arms as he looked away.
"Ouch man, that really hurt," Kenta gave a sheepish chuckle. "I thought we had something yesterday."
"The only thing I had was a bad mental image between you and the Walking Sex Toy and tons of disappointment," Ogawa Makoto walked in with Ryu Sugoui, Hatari Todou, and Fujiwara Natsumi. "I'm telling you, that girl is trouble."
"I agree, that she is unpleasant to be around," Hatari noted, rubbing her arms. "But she is still one of us students. I say we treat her with the same respect we would normally show our friends."
"Screw that sh*t," Ogawa sat at the table, tipping down his hat.
"If I tried being friendly with her," Natsumi rubbed her neck with a light chuckle. "She'll end up striking my YouTube channel till my account gets banned you know? Heh."
"Olivia understands how you feel," Ryu chuckled at Natsumi.
"Oh, I see no one is willing to be friends with her," Hatari looked down, unsure about all this. "But in any case, how is everyone? I suppose we all have no intention of killing one another correct?"
"The only problem is the punishment," Ogawa crossed his arms. "Cause no way in hell am I putting myself at risk by murdering someone. Ya get me?"
"So I take it you won't be killing anyone anytime soon?" Michiyo asked Ogawa who scoffed at such a ridiculous question.
"Why bother?" Ogawa asked. "I rather let someone else do it for me than do it myself. That's the way I roll at back home and that's definitely the way I would roll here. In any case, who are we missing?"
Natsumi looked around before counting down on her fingers.
"Well, let's see," Natsumi began to think. "It seems like we're missing Yusuke, Sachiko, and Izumi. So three people."
"And the same people who 'overslept' yesterday," Nanaho growled. "I knew I should've disciplined them. Let's head over now to wake up those brats with a slap to the arse! Who's with me?"
No one. Most definitely no one.
"What's with the silence?" Nakashima Yusuke walked in with a nervous Nakamura Izumi, who trailed behind him, looking down on the ground. Yusuke for once wasn't playing any games or anything so that was a first. But Izumi herself struggled to maintain eye contact with the boy.
"Just the usual Nanaho Disicipline Speech," Michiyo shook her head with a sigh. "No doubt, Nanaho would've hit you guys with her Stick if you came in a minute later."
"Guess we dodged a bullet then," Yusuke gave a small chuckle. Izumi just looked away from Nanaho and the others. In other words, it was Izumi. And what she was doing now was completely the same as to all the other days she refused to converse with the others.
"In any case, where's Sachiko?" Hatari asked, noting Sachiko's late presence.
"Hell if I should know," Ogawa shrugged. "Knowing that girl, she's probably up showering or touching herself on the toilet or something."
"What's with you and toilets?" Awaka asked Ogawa, noting the amount of times he's referenced Sachiko and toilets together. If it wasn't taping her to the toilet, it was her touching herself on the toilet.
And weird toilet remarks like that is another reason this is an M-Rated fic.
"More importantly," Yusuke sighed, shaking his head. "Let's all go to her room to wake her up and make sure nothing bad happened. It's not that fair for one person to get everyone else all riled up you know?"
"I agree," Nanaho nodded. "And once we drag her out of her room, it'll be Discipline Time!"
(Dorm Rooms Area)
And thus (after another sigh from Michiyo), all the students who have gathered at the cafeteria, gathered beyond Sachiko's door. Hatari knocked on the door once, then twice, then thrice. There was no answer as Hatari pressed her face against it to call her out,
"Sachiko," Hatari called out. "It's us. Can you open up please?"
No answer.
"Okay, now something's gotta be up," Ryu looked really nervous. "Someone knock down the door or something! This is getting serious! Sachiko! Open the door! This isn't funny anymore!"
Ryu took the role of knocking on the door next, this time knocking it even harder. There was still no answer and this made everyone nervous. Sachiko wasn't responding. Some looked at Ogawa suspiciously.
"Oi," Ogawa sighed. "I didn't tape her to the toilet if that's what you're thinking."
"Hey guys," Yusuke opened the door. It just opened up with no ease. It wasn't even locked. "Now why didn't any of us try this? Looks like Sachiko kept her door unlocked. Let's head in shall we?"
Yusuke was calmer than most of the other nervous folks. Inside Sachiko's room was a pitch black room of darkness. And once they ventured in further, Awaka turned on the lights to see Yamashita sleeping on the bed.
They sighed in relief as Awaka chuckled, relieved that it wasn't what he thought it was.
"Sachiko," Awaka chuckled. "You gave us a scare. It's time to wake...up...?"
Awaka had thrown off Sachiko's blanket in order to wake her up...but that's when he realized something. He was right. It was exactly what he had thought it was. Because what he was staring at was Yamashita Sachiko, the Ultimate Prostitute...
...
Naked in bed, her body lifeless as a notable head wound was noted on her head. Her bed had some bloodstains as Awaka stumbled back, shocked at what he had found. The other students saw this as well.
And now there was no doubt now.
Yamashita Sachiko, the Ultimate Prostitute was dead.
And the Killing Game has officially begun.
DAILY LIFE END
DEADLY LIFE START
Students Left: 15
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