Naegi frowned as he and Togami walked out of the music room, wondering where he should go to look for Ogami. He hadn't seen her at all while exploring the fourth floor, but then again, he hadn't looked everywhere, either. She usually checked the classrooms so that she could try to get the iron plates off the windows, didn't she?

"This way," Naegi decided, heading back past the data center towards the classrooms they'd skipped earlier. Togami followed a pace behind him, arms crossed and jaw tense as he scanned the hallway.

The first classroom turned out to be empty, though the strange almost leopard-print wallpaper made it seem fuller than it was. Naegi shrugged and tried the second door, wondering where he'd try next if it was empty as well.

"Hey, there you are, White Knight! Man, I've been looking all over for you!"

Fukawa – no, Genocide Jill bounded across the classroom towards them, a huge grin on her face at the sight of Togami. "It's been ages, darling! You weren't hiding from me again, were you? Gyahahaha!"

Naegi gulped as the serial killer beamed at them. He hadn't really had to interact with her since he and Togami had gotten involved – but Fukawa had taken the revelation badly enough on her own. Jill freely admitted to murdering countless young men to express her romantic feelings. How would she react to learning about his relationship?

"Of course I was avoiding you," Togami said flatly. "I don't want to see you."

"Aw, don't be like that," Jill said, her cheerfulness undiminished by his tone. "You know you missed me! Too bad I wasn't the one around when you got in all that trouble, huh? I could have helped you out when you were locked up in that closet!"

"I can think of very few things I would want less than that." Togami looked away from her, grimacing in Naegi's direction. "Please tell me you're ready to go."

Naegi blinked. Why was Togami asking that? He couldn't just be trying to be polite – did he actually think that Jill might be the traitor?

"Aw, Mahkyutie, you don't want to go, do you?" Jill said. "Not before you check out this fantastic artwork. Come on, baby, you'll love it!"

"Uh – what artwork?" Naegi asked cautiously, not entirely sure he wanted to see something that Jill would call fantastic.

"Take a look!" Jill jerked a thumb back at the chalkboard.

Naegi looked where she was pointing, and his eyes widened. Like all the other classrooms, this one had Monokuma's graffiti scribbled all over the chalkboard – but this one included a picture of a boy with fluffy brown hair sitting happily at a desk beside Monokuma with little music notes around them.

"Is that supposed to be me?" Naegi asked, staring at it.

"Looking all bright-eyed and innocent, just waiting for a big bad wolf to eat you up!" Jill laughed and winked at him. "They got the hair down pat, didn't they, White Knight?"

"Why are we wasting any of our time looking at these drawings?" Togami asked, sounding very put upon. "It looks stupid, just like all the others."

"Really?" Jill turned and looked at it, tilting her head consideringly. "You're right, darling – it needs something!" She flew over to the chalkboard and snatched up a spare piece of chalk, scrawling her own addition to the drawing. "There!"

Naegi stared at the long pink tongue she'd drawn curling out of his mouth. "Uh…"

"Makes him look extra adorable, right?" Jill laughed, one hand on her hip as she surveyed her vandalism.

"Not really," Naegi said, grimacing. And since when did Jill think he was adorable, anyway? He'd thought she only looked at Togami like that – he wasn't at all sure he liked the change.

"Well, I've got to appreciate what I can get, right?" Jill said, turning back towards them. "Since I missed the other show and all."

"What other show?" Naegi asked. "Do you mean the last class trial?"

"That thing? Ugh, no – though I would've loved to go up against the bitch who tried to make my White Knight look stupid," Jill said, a dark look flashing across her face for just a moment before her grin came back stronger than ever. "No, baby, I mean the big ol' slasher film fest Monokuma had for you guys."

Togami's hand wrapped around Naegi's elbow, tight enough that it almost hurt. "How do you know about that?"

"Oh, darling, you would not believe the things I hear about," Jill said, her grin turning very suggestive as she moved back towards them like iron swinging to a magnet. "And if the two of you going to give the cameras a show like that, you gotta expect that people will want to show you off to the world!"

Naegi stared at her, hoping she wasn't about to whip out her scissors. "So – you mean you don't mind?"

"Of course I mind!" Jill said, tossing her braids. "I just can't believe that my White Knight's silver screen debut got wasted on Gloomy. Now there's a girl who doesn't know how to enjoy a good show. I bet she didn't even bring popcorn!" She leered at them, making Naegi turn red. "What do you think – is there another showing in the works where I can take a good long look?"

"I really hope not," Naegi said, face hot at the idea.

"Yeah, who wants reruns, right?" Jill agreed brightly. "No, if you're looking to be movie stars, you gotta release new content! Is there a sequel in the works? Or better yet, a live performance?" She licked her lips with her long, dangling tongue.

"Absolutely not," Togami snapped, yanking Naegi with him as he took a step backwards out of her reach.

"Let me know if you change your mind, darling," she said. "I'm always willing to be your test audience." Her grin widened. "Or if you decide you need another co-star –"

"That's it, we're done here." Togami spun and stalked out of the room, and Naegi had to scramble to keep from being dragged as the other boy refused to let go of his elbow. Jill's laughter echoed down the hall behind them as Togami hurried away.

"You know, that wasn't so bad," Naegi said, once they were out of earshot.

Togami shot him an incredulous glance. "What about interacting with her isn't bad?"

"Well, she didn't seem angry or anything," Naegi explained. "You know – about us."

"She has no right to be angry about anything I do."

"Yeah, but she wasn't." Naegi frowned, thinking over the way she'd tried to show Togami the graffiti of him and her promotion of him to adorable status. "Do you think she might be okay with it?"

"I don't care if she is or not," Togami said. He looked around the empty hallway, scowling. "I don't think there's but her left on this floor." He took a sharp left towards the stairs.

"Yeah, I guess it's been long enough that everyone's probably gathering in the dining hall by now," Naegi realized.

"Though I don't know what they can possibly find to talk about," Togami said. "This floor has been worthless – nothing but locked doors and wastes of time. The mastermind should be ashamed of acting like this is genuinely a new area to explore."

"At least it wasn't full of weapons or anything," Naegi pointed out.

"Oh, there will be weapons there somewhere," Togami said grimly. "The mastermind will have made very sure of that. With so few of us left, they'll be planning something dangerous."

"You think so?" Naegi asked, a sick feeling sinking through his stomach.

"Definitely," Togami said. "And not just that. If the mastermind sticks to their pattern, there'll be another motive coming soon." He leaned down to whisper in Naegi's ear again. "If we're going to act, we need to beat them to it."

Which meant that Naegi needed to talk to Ogami now – ideally before the group dispersed after the discussion. He nodded, determination settling through his shoulders. He could do that.