Naegi tried to fight off the pain pulsing through his head long enough to think about Kirigiri's words. His handbook, that was what she'd said… there was something odd about his handbook. He had the feeling she was right, that there really was something he ought to remember about his handbook, but his own mind seemed to have turned against him. When he tried to think back further than a few hours, everything seemed to jumble together into a mess of pain and nausea, woven through with the echo of that horrible laugh.

But even if he couldn't find the answer, he knew he could trust Togami to do it for him. He pried his head up a few more inches, gritting his teeth against his muscles' screams of agony, until he could look at Togami directly instead of in the distorted reflections of Monokuma's mirrors.

Togami seemed quite involved in his inspection of the e-handbook Naegi had thrown at him. He held it mere inches from his face, turning it round and round until he'd examined it from every angle. After a long moment of this, he scowled and pulled his own handbook from his pocket, placing the two side by side on the podium in front of him. Whatever he was looking for, he didn't seem to have found it yet, and the annoyed expression on his face struck Naegi with the odd urge to apologize.

Finally, Togami grimaced and reached out to flip both handbooks on, taking a quick step backwards like he expected some kind of explosion. It seemed a little ridiculous, when they all turned their handbooks on and off several times a day — but then again, Naegi wouldn't put it past Monokuma to have planted some kind of secret bomb in the handbooks that could only be triggered under certain circumstances.

But if the handbooks really did contain explosives, this didn't trigger them. Naegi could see the two screens glow to life, an unexpected blaze of brightness after his eyes had adjusted to the trial room's dimmed lighting. Togami stepped cautiously forward again and peered down at the handbooks, their screens reflecting blue against the lenses of his glasses as he slowly scrolled through the different pages.

Whatever he thought of his inspection, it didn't show on his face — and with his eyes locked on the handbooks, no one could interrupt him with questions, either. Naegi could only watch the other boy's eyes track across the handbooks, back and forth in an almost hypnotic movement. He knew he ought to use these precious seconds to think about the trial and try to come up with a solution… but his head hurt so much. He needed to let his mind rest, just for a few moments, while he looked at the one person in this school who'd given him any feeling of safety. It wasn't real, not with Monokuma grinning out at them from his throne… but with a head full of imagined horrors flickering in front of his eyes, Naegi needed to let himself pretend.

But then Togami froze, eyes narrowing down at Naegi's handbook, and even the illusion of safety shattered. He leaned forward, fingers tapping away at Naegi's handbook with a renewed intensity as he pushed his own handbook out of the way. Had he found something? It looked as though he must have… and Naegi was suddenly, horribly sure that there really was something to find. But even so, he couldn't quite find the courage to probe his memory for answers again, not after the crippling terror and agony that had engulfed him just a few moments ago.

Togami's scrutiny of the handbook seemed to last an eternity, but it could really have been only a few seconds until he looked up, gaze gravitating straight to Naegi like there was no one else in the room. Naegi managed to keep his head raised enough to meet the other boy's eyes this time, but even that connection couldn't dispel the chill seeping into his bones. Whatever Togami had found in his handbook, it had left him shaken, and Naegi's stomach twisted itself into knots at the sight of uncertainty on the usually confident heir's face.

"Naegi…" Togami stopped, glancing back down at the handbook in front of him. He took a deep breath, tightened his jaw, and looked up again, eyes flashing with the same determination he'd had in the earlier trials. "Naegi. Why does your map have icons on it?"

Naegi blinked. Icons… there were icons on his map? The words sounded familiar, like something he ought to know. He let his thoughts drift cautiously towards the black depths of his memory, trying not to let himself get sucked back into another hallucination. His head pounded in protest as he edged back through the last few days, but he clenched his right hand until his nails bit into his skin, focusing on the lesser pain to keep himself anchored. His map… what was it about his map?

"What? Don't tell me you've forgotten all about my super special present!" Monokuma gasped as though his heart had been broken. "And after you were willing to do so much to get it, too!" He threw back his head and laughed with manic delight.

That laughter… Naegi shuddered as it gouged its way into his head, tearing at his fragile attempts to ignore the bear. The map, he needed to think about the map instead, that was the important thing… but as he tried to focus, the two things mingled together, map and laughter intertwining in his head. He couldn't untangle them, the sound ringing in his ears even after Monokuma had gone silent. They were linked together somewhere in the thorns of his memory, he knew it…

"Are you saying Naegi's map includes icons that the rest of ours don't have?" Kirigiri asked from the opposite side of the circle, her voice sharp. "What kind of icons?"

Togami didn't answer. With his eyes locked on Naegi, he probably didn't even realize she'd spoken. He was waiting, Naegi realized — giving him the space he needed to remember. The realization eased some of the painful pressure in his head, allowing some of his memories to resurface from the snarling pain. It hurt to think, but he thought maybe… maybe if he just had enough time…

"What is on that map that could qualify as a cheat sheet?" Kirigiri's words pierced through Naegi's head, and he lost his tenuous grip on his memories. Why was she still asking questions — couldn't she see Togami wouldn't answer?

But as Monokuma's laughter rang out again, Naegi realized that Togami wasn't the one she'd been addressing. "Wow, this shocking twist really got you hooked, huh? Well, don't worry — even if Naegi decides not to share with the class, we're still gonna see this lesson through."

Naegi's stomach lurched as the mirrors all showed hundreds of grotesque eyeballs twisting in his direction. He had to close his eyes against the sight to stop another round of pain and dizziness from erupting through his skull.

"The day after the fourth class trial, your little buddy Naegi made a deal with me to upgrade the map in his e-handbook," Monokuma announced, his bright voice even louder than usual. "Those adorable little icons I added to the map show him exactly where each of you are every single minute of the day!"

As soon as Monokuma said it, the memory came rushing back. That was right — he'd been trying to distract Monokuma so Kirigiri could sneak off to find the door Ikusaba had unlocked, and the bear had ended up foisting the trip tickets and handbook upgrade on him. He hadn't really wanted anything from their captor, but he hadn't been able to figure out how to refuse without putting Kirigiri at risk of being caught.

"That's… that's right." Naegi couldn't quite muster the strength to open his eyes and face the glare of color and light in the world around him, but he could at least manage to speak clearly enough for Togami to see. "It's… like Monokuma said. My map… shows where everyone is."

"Two days ago." Kirigiri's words could have been chipped from ice. "You got this two days ago — and never told anyone."

Naegi frowned. That wasn't right… was it? "No… I'm sure I said something about it. I must have…"

"Not to me," she said flatly.

"I'm afraid I don't recall hearing anything of the sort either," Ogami added slowly.

"Yeah, 'fraid not, Makyutie!" Jill chimed in. "A secret weapon like that isn't the kind of thing a gal could forget!"

"It… it wasn't a secret," Naegi protested, wishing desperately for the energy to make the words sound more emphatic. Listening to his own voice, breathy and faltering, even he wasn't sure it sounded believable. "I wasn't… hiding anything…"

"The facts appear to say otherwise," Kirigiri said. "Why reveal this now?"

Monokuma was the one to answer. "Well, I have to make sure you all get a fair trial, don't I? Isn't that what you wanted — a fair chance at finding the right answer?"

"And you're saying that we would have to know about Naegi's map in order for the trial to be fair?" Kirigiri pressed. "Meaning that as long as Naegi was the only one aware of the truth — it wasn't fair?"

Monokuma's only response was laughter, so wild and fierce that Naegi's knees buckled, and he slumped down until his head rested flat against the top of the podium.

"I see." Kirigiri's words hurt to hear, fresh wounds gouging their way into the aching mess of Naegi's mind. "That certainly explains it."

And then a crack echoed through the trial room, the sharp sound of a hand slamming down onto the podium.

"No," Togami said, intensity burning through his words. "He wasn't the only one who knew about it. I knew. Naegi told me the truth about his maps."