"This is bad. Can't you do something?!"

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"Dammit! Mj'x xyfwynsl yt wjrjrgjw… If we don't do something, mj rnlmy gwnsl gfhp ymj Xzujw Mnlm Xhmttq Qjajq Ijxufnw."

"For now, we just have to wait… and pray."

That night, Izuru snuck out of his and Hajime's cottage, and went straight for the arcade machine. He was almost saddened by how bad it was. He hadn't expected it to be good, being made by Monokuma, but it was worse than he thought.

However, when he got to the end, where it read 'Down Five' he got interested. He had wondered why some days were skipped, and this was a clue, a very, very easy clue.

Going back to the main title screen, he pressed the down button five times and the screen changed. Playing through the 'True' game, he understood why this would be a motive, especially when he saw the ending credits.

Monokuma popped up happily. "Congratulations! You completed the game and you're entitle to the ending prize! Unfortunately, the ending prize is only given to the first person who completed the game, and you're not them." Izuru knew that the bear was lying, and that he'd only give the 'ending prize' to the person who was most likely to commit murder because of the game.

"Whatever. Your game sucked. I've seen better graphics and gameplay in a game done in 3 days by a 12 year old. Seriously, the graphics would've been decent if they were in a PS1 game, but for what it's actually on, it sucks. Pretty hard to control too." Izuru commented, crossing his arms.

"Hey shut up! I didn't have the budget to make it better! And it was a PS1 game at first! I just transferred it to this!" Monokuma yelled, his claws coming out.

"You could've at least improved the graphics… I think you were just lazy."

"Shut up! Get out of here!" The bear mumbled, looking sad.

"I take it you're going to go drown your sorrows in martini's and chicken wings?" Izuru replied smugly.

"YES!" The bear cried as he disappeared angrily. Izuru chuckled to himself and walked back, feeling proud to have at least pissed off Monokuma.

"NO! I CALL BULLSHIT!"

"It's not my fault that you suck at this."

"'THE BAND EGORAPTOR' IS A GREAT WHITE CARD FOR THIS!"

"No it's not!"

"It's better than 'a sad handjob'!"

"I don't think anything could be better than that."

"FUCK THIS I'M OUT!" With that, Kazuichi threw his cards into the air and stalked off.

"… maybe 'Cards Against Humanity' wasn't a good game to play." Nagito commented.

"You're winning though…" Hajime mumbled, looking grumpily at his cards, most of which weren't all that great.

"Perhaps we should play something else?" Gundam suggested. "While I admit this vulgar game is amusing, we do not need more reactions like Kazuichi's."

"Hmm, true, true… We should play Monopoly instead!" Ibuki shouted.

"NO!" Almost everyone yelled back, knowing that game would just make things worse.

It had been Chiaki's idea to play games, though she had wanted to play video games. Kazuichi had been the one to suggest Cards Against Humanity after he found a box of them in the Rocket Punch market.

And that is how Chiaki, Hajime, Izuru, Nagito, Gundam, Ibuki and Akane ended up on the hotel lobby floor, surrounded by black and white cards.

Eventually, after a bit of arguing, they ended up settling on playing blackjack. Nagito and Izuru were tied in first place, and after tying five more times trying to beat each other, they gave up.

"I swear, you two are magic or somethin'." Akane commented, scratching her ear. Everyone seemed tired of playing, so they wandered off, except for Hajime, Izuru and Nagito.

"That was a lot of fun! I haven't played games with other people before!" The Lucky Student said, laughing.

"Really?" Hajime asked, surprised.

"Yeah, I mean, I've never really interacted all that much with my peers, so I haven't had the chance. It was amazing getting to share this experience with everyone." Nagito was smiling widely, looking like a kid on Christmas day.

"I can relate to that." Izuru replied. Nagito looked around, bit his lip and looked at Hajime.

"Hajime, I apologize if this is something you do not want to speak about, but it's about what I wanted to ask earlier."

"About the binder?" Hajime asked, looking a bit nervous.

"Yes… I have heard about them before, but I wanted to talk to you before making assumptions.." As Nagito spoke, Hajime seemed to relax a bit.

"Well… your assumption is probably right." Hajime muttered.

"You are… trans yes?" Nagito said after a moment, looking a bit nervous. Hajime nodded, making himself smaller. "I see! So that's whyou don't want to swim. That's understandable." With that, the white haired boy started putting the cards back in their boxes, humming to himself.

"That's… all you have to say? You're not going to be mad or anything?" Hajime asked, looking surprised. Izuru had been on edge the entire time, but had relaxed a bit at Nagito's lack of reaction.

"Mad? Why? I mean, there's nothing wrong with being trans. I was only curious and wanted to confirm. I'm not going to treat you differently now that I know." Nagito explained, tilting his head. "I mean, you're still Hajime, there's nothing different about you."

"That's… thank you. I mean, most people that I've come out to either get angry, ignore me being male, or treat me differently…" Hajime mumbled. Nagito merely smiled at what Hajime said, shaking his head.

"Not me! You are still the same person, so I am going to treat you the same." Hajime honestly felt… relieved. The only other person who had accepted him so easily was Izuru.

Speaking of Izuru, the other had begun to trust Nagito a bit more because of this. While he was still wary, he at least had a bit more… respect for the white haired boy.

"I am curious though, if you were to have children… would you be… 'trans'parent." Nagito asked, a small smile on his face. Hajime had to process what Nagito said for a moment before he burst out laughing at the pun. Izuru had to cover his mouth to hide the smile on his face.

The three joked around a bit more before parting ways. On the way back to their cottage the brothers ran into Fuyuhiko, who had a manila envelope under his arm.

"Oh great, I have to see you bastards now." The yakuza cursed in place of a greeting.

"Well hello to you too." Hajime replied grumpily.

"Listen, I'm not in the mood for your shit right now, I'm in a bad enough mood as it is!" As Fuyuhiko spoke, Izuru stared at the envelope in his hands, and he saw a Monokuma stamp on it.

"Looks like someone played 'Twilight Syndrome'." Izuru said offhandedly. Fuyuhiko looked shocked.

"What? Why would I play a stupid ass game like that!?"

"Hey, that envelope, what's inside?" Hajime questioned, spotting it as well, putting two and two together.

"Shut the hell up! What gives you the right to question me?!"

"I-I'm not questioning you-" Hajime quickly replied.

"I am though." Izuru put in, earning a glare from Hajime.

"What, are you upset that I didn't consult you guys before acting?" The short boy accused.

"It-it's not like that!" Hajime hurriedly said, hoping to defuse the situation.

"Don't ever talk to me again! Or I swear I will kill you!" With that, the yakuza ran into his room, slamming the door.

"That went well…" Hajime groaned.

"Very."

(This chapter is far too short for how long it took me.)