"We're going to die aren't we?" Hajime mumbled as they walked towards the supermarket, his feet dragging against the ground.
"Probably not, Kazuichi is about as threatening as a cocker spaniel." Izuru replied, hands in his pockets. Once they were inside however, there was no sign of Kazuichi, making Izuru tense a bit.
Earlier that morning the mechanic had approached them, whispering to meet him at the market at 2:00, and to not tell anyone. It had been suspicious from the start yet the brothers had decided to go.
Hajime leaned against the wall, looking around. "Why do you think he called us here anyway?"
"Probably something stupid. And if I was a gambling man, I'd bet it had something to do with girls." Izuru replied.
"That does seem to be his only motivation…" Hajime mumbled under his breath. They waited a good ten minutes before Kazuichi finally showed up.
"Hey! You guys made it! Great!" The mechanic announced.
"Why did you even want us to come here?" Izuru asked him immediately.
"Well… I need you guys to do me a favor…"
"A favor…" Hajime said, his face looking exhausted already.
"Apparently, the girls are going to splash around at the beach… so, I was thinking we should crash their little party!" Kazuichi declared. Izuru finally gave in and put his face in his palm, annoyed at the mechanic's antics.
"Why us?" Hajime asked, his voice slightly cracking in shock. Kazuichi didn't seem to realize that he was annoyed.
"Well, it's kind of hard to fake a coincidence all by yourself isn't it? So, I was thinking we say that the three of us were going to the beach and run into the girls by coincidence?" Kazuichi seemed to have thought this out very well, slightly impressing Izuru.
"Again, why us?" Hajime repeated.
"Nekomaru can't keep his mouth shut to save his life… Gundam is well… Gundam. Nagito kind of gives me the creeps for some reason and Fuyuhiko is out of the question… I can't ask anyone else! Hey, I already got you guys swimsuits so you can't say no!" The mechanic explained, looking angry.
"Why are you snapping at us?" Hajime asked, looking a bit scared.
"If you guys say no I'm gonna bug you about it until you die!" Kazuichi threatened. The brothers knew they had no choice, as Kazuichi would most certainly make good on his promise.
"Fine… let's just go." Izuru ground out.
"Yahoo! I knew you guys were cool! From what I heard, they're going to Chandler Beach on the 2nd island! Let's get going to the diner, we'll wait for them there." With that, the mechanic practically dragged the two to the diner.
"Alright, we're here, now we just have to stake out until the ladies arrive." He said as he sat down in a booth.
'Is he really sure about this? This seems a bit too stalker-ish…' Hajime thought to himself. "Hey, do you know what time they're even meeting up?" He asked.
"They said something about coming just a little after the sun starts to tilt, so… around 4:00." Kazuichi said, looking far too casual.
"It's 3:00 now! We have to wait one more hour!" Hajime replied incredulously.
"Always make your move early! That's just the basics!" As Kazuichi said that, Izuru rested his head on the table, regretting his decision.
"Don't talk like an expert right now." He mumbled. Ten minutes passed before Hajime saw something out of the window.
"Huh? That's weird…" He said, turning to the window. Izuru saw what he did, and got a little concerned as well.
"Isn't that…?" Kazuichi asked, looking confused.
"We should check it out, see if anything happened." The three boys ran out of the diner, meeting up with the two people that were walking out of the tunnel to the beach.
"Mahiru, Hiyoko, are you guys OK? You're soaking wet!" Hajime yelled once they were close enough. Indeed, the two of them were soaked with water, Hiyoko was crying softly, her kimono drooping with the weight. Mahiru was the same, her entire body soaked, except somehow for her camera.
"There was a bit of an… accident." Mahiru explained, looking bashful. "Hiyoko and I were at the beach, and I wanted Hiyoko to pose by the water so I could take her picture. Unfortunately, the tide came in and caught her. She got dragged out a little bit so I had to help her."
"Oh damn. Do you guys need any help?" Kazuichi looked genuinely worried, as he spoke.
"No, we're OK! We just need to dry off. We'll be seeing you guys!" The redhead replied as she hurried Hiyoko along. As they were leaving two more people showed up.
"Ooh? What's this? Izzy and Hajimeme are always together, but the two of them with Kazuichi is an interesting combination!" Ibuki strolled up to them, talking excitedly, with Mikan in tow.
"H-Hello, it's-it's a lovely day isn't it?" Mikan greeted.
"Oh hey, what a coincidence running into you guys here." Kazuichi said to them. "I never expected to coincidentally run into you you guys!"
'Oh god he's bad at this.' Izuru thought, and in an attempt to save just a bit of Kazuichi's fragile dignity, spoke up. "He means to say, it's nice seeing you guys here. Though, to be honest, you two make quite an odd pair yourselves."
"Well, Mikan and I were heading to the beach! We're meeting up with some of the other girls!" Ibuki replied.
"I-Ibuki! We weren't supposed to tell anyone!" Mikan chided.
"Oopies!"
"Really? That's nice, what time were you guys meeting?" Izuru asked, his face calm. Kazuichi was staring at him, surprised that Izuru could be that smooth.
"We're supposed to meet around 4:00 but Ibuki wanted to eat before we met up!" The musician replied.
"Mind if we join you? The three of us were heading to the beach as well, Kazuichi wanted to have a race." As Izuru said that, Kazuichi opened his mouth to speak, but was silenced when Hajime elbowed him in the ribs.
"W-well, Akane was the one who suggested it, so we'd have to ask her if you could join us, but I'm sure she won't mind!" Mikan said, looking happy. Kazuichi seemed to breathe a sigh of relief as the girls followed them into the diner.
"Though, we just saw Hiyoko and Mahiru pass by, weren't they coming too?" Hajime asked the two girls.
"Mahiru said she had business to take care of, and Hiyoko said she couldn't swim…" Ibuki replied, munching on a burger.
"I see. Also, where are your swimsuits? You can't change at the beach house." Kazuichi's eyes had a strange look as he asked his question.
"That's why we wore them under our clothes! We just have to go to the bathroom and change!" Ibuki cheered.
"That makes sense! I came wearing mine too!" Kazuichi replied.
"Really?" Hajime asked, a bit surprised that Kazuichi had came so prepared.
"Which reminds me, you guys aren't wearing yours yet, you'll have to go to the bathroom to change." Kazuichi suddenly pulled something out of his pocket… two pairs of swim… bottoms. They couldn't quite be called shorts, as they were far too small.
"Wh-what the hell?!" Hajime yelled, as Izuru looked away, pinching the bridge of his nose. "That's the swimsuits you picked out!"
"It-it may be rude of me to say this but… that looks a little too daring!" Mikan yelled.
"Yeah seriously, what if something falls out? We might get censored by the network!" Ibuki agreed.
"That's not the problem…" Izuru muttered.
"What's the matter!? Are you saying you don't wanna match with me?" Izuru choked on his own spit as Kazuichi said that.
"I-it's matching? Then I definitely don't want to wear it!" Hajime replied. "I'd rather just no swim."
"Hajime, dude, you never want to swim? Why? You got a tail or something?" Kazuichi complained, looking out the window.
"I wish…" They sat around for a while before the diner door opened, they all turned to look at who had entered.
"My, my, how disappointing, I was hoping that if I came early I'd be the first one here." Chiaki mumbled as she entered. Hajime and Izuru couldn't help but stare, mainly because the two piece she was wearing seemed a bit too small for her. Izuru's eyes lingered on her chest, though mainly for the tiny mole that rested on her right breast. He managed to tear his eyes away, as did Hajime, their cheeks both a bit red.
"Whoa, Chiaki, you came wearing only your swimsuit?" Ibuki cried.
"I didn't wanna carry it with me… If I did, it'd be a burden." The gamer replied.
"And yet you're carrying something…" Izuru mumbled, looking anywhere but her. While he was usually not distracted by a person's appearance, it was a different story when they were only partially clothed.
"Well, I thought instead of bringing food, I'd bring ice cream. I also brought some board games." Chiaki said as she set down the container.
"I don't really think ice cream makes a good lunch." Hajime commented. "Though, board games are a good idea."
Kazuichi, meanwhile, was staring at Chiaki very obviously. "Is… is this what gap moe is supposed to be?" He finally asked. "For someone so quiet to wear something so daring… doesn't it get you excited guys?"
"Well… um… I dunno…" Hajime stuttered. Izuru said nothing, merely looking away.
"Seriously man, I never suspected Chiaki to have such huge jugs!" Kazuichi said, rather loudly. Izuru went more red and turned his head down so his hair was covering his face a bit.
"K-keep it down." Hajime hissed. However, Chiaki had heard them.
"Jugs?" She asked confused. "I don't have any milk with me though." Hajime stuttered a bit at Chiaki's naivety.
"Though, this swimsuit is a little too small on me… they didn't have anything in my size though, and something bigger would just look silly. Do I not look good in it?" Chiaki asked the brothers.
"Wh-what? No! I mean, you-you look good." Hajime stuttered out. Izuru only nodded, and started picking at a piece of thread on his jacket. Chiaki smiled.
"Then I'm glad…. I guess." Hajime was about to say something but was cut off by Ibuki's laughter.
"Wearing a bikini is so daring! You get bonus points for wearing a white one too!" She yelled.
"H-hey, sorry I kept you waiting." Said a voice from behind them. They turned to see Akane standing there, blood gushing from her head.
"Akane!" Hajime yelled, concerned.
"H-hey, sorry to… keep you guys waitin'." She repeated, hand on her head.
"Eeeeek! Akane! Wh-what happened to you?!" Mikan shouted, rushing over to the gymnast.
"What? I made sure to wear a swimsuit this time…" She replied.
"That's not the point! You're bleeding like crazy!" Kazuichi shouted.
"Oh? This? I'm fine. I ran into coach Nekomaru on the way here and y'know, whenever I see him, I gotta fight!" Akane explained, making Hajime wonder why she had to do that.
"Are you sure you're going to be alright? Your head looks like it's split in half!" Ibuki yelled.
"Eh, I'll just rub some spit in it, that'll fix it right up." Akane brushed off everyone's worry.
"While it's true that human saliva does have some ability to heal wounds, it's not nearly strong enough to heal a wound of that size, plus, it is a head wound, so you will need medical attention to make sure you did not get brain damage." Izuru explained.
"H-he's right! We need to get you patched up right away!" Mikan cried, unnaturally forceful as she grabbed Akane's wrist, dragging her into the bathroom.
"Well, that's almost everyone… except Peko. It's almost 4:00 too…" Chiaki said, looking at the clock.
"Oh! How us boys go and set up the things for you? I don't want such lovely ladies to have to do the grunt work." Kazuichi offered.
"How polite! Go right ahead, we'll be there in a few!" Ibuki yelled, piling the cooler with the ice cream and the bag with the games into Kazuichi's arms.
"Oof! Yes ma'am!" The mechanic yelled, running off.
"I guess we should go help him…" Hajime said, looking tired.
"Do we really?" Izuru asked.
"Yes. C'mon…" Hajime said as he dragged Izuru out of the diner. "I don't want to be in there with the girls… it's embarrassing."
"I know what you mean…" The brothers walked through the tunnel silently, dreading having to set up the things for the girls, but once they were through….
*Bing bong bing bong*
"No…"
"We've got a corpse here! After a certain amount of time, a class trial will occur." Monokuma announced, before disappearing.
"S-someone… HELLLLLP!" Kazuichi's voice cried out. The brothers ran into the beach house through the roadside door, stumbling upon a horrific scene.
Peko Pekoyama and Fuyuhiko Kuzuryuu lay on the floor, blood dripping from the wounds in their heads. Peko was laying face down on the floor, clad only in a swimsuit, while Fuyuhiko was slumped against the wall.
"No… it happened again?!" Hajime yelled, looking a bit sick. Izuru walked over to Peko, and bent down, putting a finger to her neck.
"She… really is dead." He ground out before standing and walking over to Fuyuhiko.
"What's the point man?! Why are you checking? The body discover-" Kazuichi started.
"He's alive." Izuru announced.
"What?" Hajime asked, hope in his eyes.
"Fuyuhiko is alive. Go get Mikan, now!" Izuru barked. Kazuichi nodded and ran out.
"This is… what the hell? Why would anyone?"
"I don't know. This… wasn't what I thought would happen." Izuru mumbled in reply.
"What you thought would happen? Izuru, what do you mean?" Hajime questioned, looking confused.
"When I played that game, and saw Fuyuhiko with that envelope, I figured that he must've been given the motive, so I thought he'd be the murderer, or at least have something to do with it. But it appears as though he was a potential victim." Izuru explained.
"Dammit! Why did this happen?" Hajime cried.
"It doesn't matter why. All that matters right now is 'who' and 'how'."
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