Hajime had woken up the next day, he was dazed and his voice hoarse. When the news broke that Hajime was awake, many of the students rushed to the hospital to visit and check on him.

Byakuya was the first to arrive at the hospital. He approached Mikan, who was carrying several bottles of various medications in her arms.

"Mikan, how is Hajime?" He asked, startling the nurse who hadn't heard him enter the hall.

"U-um… well, he's surprisingly OK. His fever isn't as high as it had been the last few days. He's still a bit dazed as well. But other than that he seems normal. He doesn't have any out of the ordinary symptoms so far." She informed, fumbling with the bottles in her arms.

"Interesting. I want to take a look at him." Byakuya wanted to see this for himself, to make sure that Hajime was alright. Despite how cold and arrogant he could seem, he did care for his classmates.

"Huh? But you might get sick!" Mikan protested.

"Give me a respirator mask then. I want to see this for myself." He ordered in a stern tone. Mikan jumped a bit before rushing off and returning with a thick respirator. He put it on, following the girl to Hajime's room.

Upon entering he immediately heard the sounds of sniffling. Izuru's mood shift hadn't left yet it seemed. The twins heads turned towards the door.

"Wh-what do you want?" Izuru whimpered, clinging to his brother's arm tightly.

"B-Byakuya wanted to check on Hajime. He was worried." Mikan explained.

"But… Byakuya's dead?" Hajime spoke up, his voice hoarse and laced with confusion.

"I can assure you I'm very much alive." Said heir stepped into the room, arms crossed. Hajime looked utterly shocked, blinking slowly.

"But-But, Teruteru killed you! He stabbed you with a skewer! At the party in the old hotel building!" He protested, starting to get more and more upset.

"H-Hajime, Teruteru killed Sonia, remember? He tricked her into eating poison." Mikan reminded, going up to Hajime and putting her hand on his forehead.

"But… I remember Teruteru… and Nagito started it all and…"

"Nagito? What does he have to do with this?" Byakuya asked, eyebrows scrunching up.

"He sent the note. The one that said there would be a murder. He was going to kill someone the night of the party. He hid a knife in the old building when he was helping set things up. Teruteru found out and was going to kill Nagito but Byakuya got in the way!" Hajime's voice was slowly rising as he spoke. Everyone in the room was shocked into silence. Until finally Byakuya spoke again.

"Hajime… who was the second person murdered? After Teruteru's execution."

"It was Mahiru. Peko killed her because Mahiru helped cover up Fuyuhiko's sister's death. And… and…" Speaking about the deaths seemed to shake some dust off of the gears in Hajime's addled mind. He suddenly sat up straight, eyes wide in terror. "And… Mikan is going to kill Ibuki and Hiyoko!"

Everyone in the room was shocked at his, before Izuru suddenly curled around his brother tighter, shaking and giving fearful looks towards Mikan. He was obviously terrified, but still had enough courage to protect his brother from a perceived threat.

Byakuya, taking a deep breath, spoke up. "Hajime, Hiyoko Saionji is already dead. She killed Peko Pekoyama and was executed."

But Hajime wasn't listening. He continued to ramble on, not making much sense to those in the room with him. "G-Gundam is going to kill Nekomaru. R-robot Nekomaru. He gets hurt and put in a robot body and Gundam kills him. Then-then Nagito is going to die. Chiaki is gonna kill him by accident. There's so much blood…"

"H-Hajime you need to calm down! No one's going to die!" Mikan rushed over to the bed but was blocked by Izuru. "Izuru, please, I just wanna give Hajime a shot that'll calm him down."

"D-do-don't touch him." Despite the fear in his eyes, his shaking and the tremor in his voice, Izuru held firm.

"Izuru, let Mikan give him the shot. It'll calm him down."

"No!"

"I-I'm sorry Izuru!" Mikan suddenly pulled out a syringe and injected Izuru with some kind of drug. When he flinched back she took another syringe and did the same to Hajime. Very quickly the two boys were unconscious.

"I can see how you earned your title. That was rather efficient. It seems that Hajime's symptoms are hallucinations and false memories?" Byakuya pushed his glasses up as he thought more.

"It-it seems that way." Mikan looked equally as thoughtful before she gasped, remembering something suddenly. "I-I was supposed to give Ibuki her lunch ten minutes ago! I-I gotta go! Thank you for coming over Byakuya!" With that said, the nurse rushed off, losing a shoe along the way.

Byakuya sighed, exiting the hospital and taking his respirator off as he did. He bumped into Nagito upon doing so, the Luckster apologizing profusely. What Hajime said in the hospital were only the ramblings of a sick man, however…

"Nagito, I need to speak to you." Nagito looked confused.

"What about? I don't know what you'd want to talk about with someone like me…"

"Let's gather the others first, I'd rather speak about this matter with them as well." Not giving Nagito a chance to say anything the Heir began to knock on everyone's motel doors, ordering them to the music venue. On their way in, he handed them each a respirator. Once everyone was gathered, he began to speak.

"Do you remember the party? And the reason why we had the party in the first place?" Everyone nodded.

"Yeah, you got that weird letter saying someone would die." Akane said, hand on her hip. "What about it? Didn't Teruteru write it? I mean, he was the culprit.

"See, I was under the same impression, however, new evidence has come to light about the true author of that note. I cannot confirm on whether or not this is true or not, as the person who gave me the info is currently in the hospital with a sickness that causes false memories and hallucinations. However, I still have to confirm or deny this."

"Wait, so Hajime told you something about it? How would he know?" Mahiru asked, curious.

"Mahiru, how'd you know that it was Hajime that knew that?" Nekomaru asked in turn.

"Well, he's the only one who's symptoms we didn't know about. Izuru's was that he became really sensitive, Ibuki was… well super polite and submissive, so that only leaves Hajime obviously."

"We're getting off topic! Yes, it was Hajime that told me about this. Most of what he was talking about was nonsense but this one piece of information concerned me." He turned to Nagito. "He said that Nagito was the one who wrote and sent that letter. And had planned to plant a knife in the old building during the clean up, in order to kill."

Akane cut off any response Nagito would have had. "Hold on a sec, we drew straws to see who'd be cleaning, how could he be sure that he'd be the one to clean?"

"Nagito is the Super High School Level Lucky Student. He could have been relying on his talent to get the short straw. That's what Hajime told me. Of course, luck can only go so far. What do you have to say to that Nagito?" Byakuya crossed his arms, leveling the smaller boy with a glare.

Nagito was silent for a long time before bursting out in giggles. Giggles soon turned into full blown laughter. The laughter soon died down again into small giggles.

"Wow! I can't believe Hajime was the one to figure that out. Yes, I sent that letter. I planned to kill someone but I guess I was just really unlucky that time." A manic smile stretched across Nagito's face, unnerving everyone in the room.

"What the fuck man?!" Kazuichi screamed, absolutely horrified by the sight in front of him. "Why would you do that?!"

"Because! I was hoping that a death and the despair it brings… would give you symbols of hope a stepping stone to shine even brighter! That was my only motivation!"

There was silence in the room for a few moments.

"Then why send a letter?" Chiaki spoke up, her voice soft. Nagito looked a bit surprised at this question but his smile softened a little.

"I suppose… deep down I wash hoping I'd get caught… that someone would stop my evil deeds before it was too late."

"So… you weren't that confident in what you were doing were you?" The gamer offered, making Nagito look a bit sheepish.

"I suppose not. I can honestly say I was a bit relieved in that I was lucky enough to not draw the short stick." Everyone still stared at the Lucky Student for a long time. It was Fuyuhiko who finally spoke.

"You are one fucked up son of a bitch you know that right?" Nagito only laughed dryly.

"I know that. I understand better than anyone else that I'm ultimately worthless. I'm too arrogant to have dreams or cling to hope... I'm too disdainful to actually try at anything... I've made peace with the fact that I'm a lowly, stupid, insignificant human who can't do anything right." There was another beat of silence before Chiaki approached Nagito, slapping him hard enough that a large mark was left on his cheek.

"Nagito, don't ever say that about yourself again. You're our friend, so don't you put yourself down like that."

"Friend?! He was gonna kill one of us!" Kazuichi protested.

"I don't think he would have. Even if he had planned to, I don't think he would have gone through with it." Chiaki explained.

Nagito was still a bit shocked that Chiaki had slapped him, but he recovered quickly. "So… now that you know, what are you going to do with me?"

"Well, we can't just let you continue to do as you please. However, I'm against locking you away completely. From now on you'll be accompanied by at least myself, Nekomaru, or Akane at all times."

"Hey! Why us?" Akane protested.

"We three are the strongest out of our group, I'm not entirely sure that the others would be able to overpower him if need be." Byakuya explained. "The only other person would be Izuru but obviously, he's unavailable at the moment. Kazuichi!"

The mechanic jumped almost a foot in the air. "Wh-what?"

"Can you make some kind of device that would both track Nagito's movements and not allow him to be outside a certain distance from the rest of us?" Byakuya asked.

"Err… I'm pretty sure I could make something like that. I'll have to look around the alley to look for materials." The mechanic explained, scratching behind his head.

"Very well, until then, Nagito, you are to stay with Nekomaru for the time being. You and he are the only ones who do not have to wear respirators around each other. Nekomaru, I trust you can handle this?"

"Of course! I'll make sure the guy doesn't get into any trouble."

"Excellent, you are all dismissed." At those words, several things happened, Kazuichi fled from the building, obviously eager to get away from Nagito, who was smiling rather creepily. Nekomaru had grabbed the Lucky Student by the middle and threw him over his shoulder, walking out of the room, mumbling something about Nagito being too light.

Slowly, everyone else left the room, leaving only Chiaki and Byakuya left.

Several minutes passed, as Chiaki took out her Game Girl and began to play. Meanwhile, Byakuya did another investigation of the venue, checking for things the others might of missed. Finally, after about 20 minutes of mostly silence, Chiaki spoke up.

"I'm surprised you took what Hajime said so seriously. Especially since you mentioned something about false memories." Chiaki asked, hands in her pockets. "Speaking of, what kind of false memories?"

"Yes, well, it was something that concerned me. I couldn't ignore it in good conscience. As for the false memories, he believed that I had died at the party, and that Peko had been the culprit in the second murder, and Mahiru the victim."

"Really? How strange… I wonder why that happened, it's so specific."

"Indeed, I believe-"

Ding Dong Bing Bong

The now familiar bell sounded off, freezing them both in their tracks.

"No…"

"Dammit!"

"We've got a corpse here! After a certain amount of time, a class trial will occur."

(I'm baaaaack. Explanation, there were some complications after my surgery and I'm only recently starting to feel better. I'm very sorry. Before I go, I have two messages.

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