The atmosphere in the hallway was stifling, even with only five of them left standing there. Hagakure and Fukawa had drawn as far away from the rest of the group as they could while still remaining in earshot, shooting each other suspicious glances all the while. Kirigiri stared off down the hallway in the direction Asahina had gone, ignoring Naegi as easily as if he weren't even present. And at Naegi's side, Togami stood tense and cold, eyes flashing dangerously with calculations behind his glasses. The situation needed to be resolved, but none of them looked remotely approachable.

Still, he had to try. He took a deep breath, steeling his nerves to break the oppressive silence, and said, "We really did mean to tell you guys this morning."

They all turned to look at him, and Naegi found he had to fight not to take a step away from their combined stares. "I – I mean, it's not like we were going to leave her locked up forever or anything. We were going to tell you all at breakfast this morning."

That got Kirigiri to look at him, although once her gaze pierced through him, Naegi almost wished she hadn't. "The time to tell us would have been last night."

"Well, you know now," Togami snapped. "Does it really matter that much to you how you found out? The important thing isn't who knew what when – it's what we're going to do now."

"W-what's that supposed to mean?" Fukawa asked.

"It means that now that we know who the spy is among us, we should decide how best to deal with her," Togami said, as though it should be obvious. "Locking her up is a temporary measure at best – it only works as long as she allows us to do it. And with Monokuma's threat, we'll need to take much more decisive steps to neutralize her."

"Neutralize?" Hagakure said. "What are you talking about, man? None of us could take down the Ogre! If she decides to come after us, we're all doomed!"

"No one's going to take anyone down," Naegi said. "Look, I heard Ogami and Monokuma talking a couple nights ago, and the only reason Ogami agreed to work for him at all is because he was threatening a hostage. She was never really on the mastermind's side."

"That sure sounds like a ch-change in your story," Fukawa said. "First she's so dangerous that you had to lock her up, but now she's t-totally trustworthy? How are we supposed to believe a word you say?"

"I never said she was trustworthy," Togami said. "In fact, I'd say that her admission proves exactly the opposite."

"So what – now we're all supposed to b-band together and follow you?" Fukawa said, eyes narrowing. "I bet you'd like that – leading us like your own private lynch mob, ready to jump and kill on your orders. G-guilty or innocent wouldn't matter to you, as long as you got to be the j-judge."

"Wait, so now Togami's plotting against us too?" Hagakure said, horrified. "With him and the Ogre both out for blood, no one's safe anymore! We can't trust anyone!"

"No – we can't think that way," Naegi insisted. "This isn't about some of us against the others – it's all of us together against the mastermind. You heard Ogami – she's ready to take on the mastermind with the rest of us. We all have to stand by our friends!"

"You do like throwing the word 'friend' around, don't you?" Kirigiri said coldly. "I'm surprised you can still say it with a straight face." She turned and began heading down the hall.

"Wait!" Naegi protested. He could feel the whole situation unraveling with every person who walked away. "Don't go yet!"

Kirigiri paused, looking back over her shoulder. "I don't have time for this argument. I have things to do today."

"What could you possibly have to do that's more important that dealing with this?" Togami said, crossing his arms.

"For one thing, I need to take a bath," Kirigiri said, her gaze steady and unrelenting. "You understand the importance of that, don't you? After all, you and Naegi went off and had such a long one on your own." She turned and strode towards the bathhouse, not giving either of them a chance to respond.

A bath? Naegi frowned. Did that mean Kirigiri was going to go talk to Alter Ego? Well, at least that would give her a chance to hear the results of the data analysis. In all the commotion with the assembly, Naegi had nearly forgotten that there was a glimmer of good news amidst the rest of it. Maybe once Kirigiri heard that, she'd be able to cool off a little.

Although now that Naegi thought about it, how had Kirigiri known that there was something to talk to Alter Ego about? He and Togami hadn't had a chance to bring it up, after all. She shouldn't have even known that they'd been in the bathhouse at all, so –

And then Naegi remembered. When they'd first discovered Alter Ego, Kirigiri had decided to guard against any nighttime tampering by leaving her door open to hear if Alter Ego screamed. After Celeste's theft of the laptop, of course Kirigiri would have reinstated her role as lookout. Her door must have been open all last night – and she would have heard everything that had happened in the hallway.

No wonder she was still so angry. Naegi felt his shoulders droop with the realization. She must have heard the conversations they'd had in the hall, both the first one when Togami was directing Ogami into her room, and then later, when he and Togami had been talking about how Ogami was the spy. Kirigiri would probably even have heard them leaving the bathhouse, where they'd gone despite her repeated warnings to stay out of there while Alter Ego was inside.

Guilt curdled through Naegi's stomach. Kirigiri must have felt so out of the loop, after hearing that conversation end with their decision not to tell anyone. He had to talk to her – he had to explain that whatever she was thinking wasn't true.

But when Naegi would have gone after her, Togami put a hand on his shoulder. "Whichever one you're planning to go after, don't bother," he said. "You can't reason with someone who's unreasonably angry."

Naegi sighed. He did want to straighten things out with Kirigiri as soon as possible – but there was no point in talking to her if she wasn't going to listen. "Yeah – I guess you're right."

"Of course you'd s-say that," Fukawa snapped, glaring at him. "You'll just agree with a-anything he suggests now, won't you? And now he's too much of a coward to do anything!"

Togami turned on her. "Excuse me?"

"My White Knight would n-never have let a traitor run off like that without a word," Fukawa went on, clenching her fists. "If h-he'd found a traitor, he'd have stopped her right away. But you – you didn't even bother to try. It's because you know, don't you – you'll never be as perfect as my White Knight! You're a disgrace to his name!"

Togami glared at her, fury rising up in him. "I am not a disgrace to anything. I am the heir to the Togami family, and none of your delusions can change that."

"D-delusions?" Fukawa laughed, an unsettlingly high-pitched sound. "Is that what you're calling them? Because I think that for the f-first time, I'm finally seeing clearly!" With one final glare, she went to her room and slammed the door behind her.

"Oh, no," Hagakure moaned, clutching at his hair. "It'll be the genocider next, you wait and see. I'm not sticking around for that!" He scrambled for his own room.

Naegi sighed, looking around at the empty hallway. However badly he'd feared the revelation of Ogami's betrayal could go, he'd never thought it could get this bad. Everyone had run off in different directions, refusing to work together, or even acknowledge one another. With the situation this bad, he didn't know what to do or who to talk to about it.

A hand fell on his shoulder, and Naegi looked up at Togami questioningly.

"Come on, let's head to the dining hall," Togami said, heaving a sigh of his own. "We have plans to make."