I don't own dangan ronpa.
Makoto opened his eyes.
He found himself back on the grassy hill. At least this time, he could at least relax for a little bit. As Makoto sat himself down, a large unknown object barreled into his head. The luckster was killed instantly, with the object not even realizing what he did.
"Sorry about that." the "object" explained as he looked at the dead luckster. "At the very least, I'm still on ffnet."
