I don't own dangan ronpa.
Truti was long gone by the time Kyoushi gave chase.
In a way, it made her slightly happy. She hadn't cared for the SHSL Pastry Chef at all, thinking he was a little overly eccentric and nice. But, she kept it to herself. For now, she just needed to figure out why they were even here.
"Can you stop making assumptions about what I'm thinking?" Kyoushi shouted at the ceiling, a weird attempt at trying to fix a problem that didn't need fixing. Thankfully, somebody or something lassoed onto her, pulling the hive queen over.
"Howdy." a voice greeted and Kyoushi looked up. Standing slanted on a wall, was a girl her age. She was dressed in a yellow t-shirt and a leather vest with a short denim skirt. A pair of cowboy boots covered her feet and a fedora sat on her head. Long blonde hair going down to her waist and bright yellow eyes completed her look.
"And you are?" Kyoushi answered, pulling herself out.
"Julia Longhorn, Super High School Level Cowgirl." The two shook hands, only for Kyoushi to just continue on...
