"Maaan, that stupid bear ruined my mood!" Sighed Asahina. "Maybe I'll go take a dip to cheer myself up. Celeste, Chihiro, you wanna come with me?"

"There is nothing I hate more than getting water on my face." Said Celeste.

"Sorry… I'll pass this time." Said Chihiro.

"How come?" Asked Asahina in shock. "When you're in a funk, there's nothing better than a good swim to pull you out of it!"

'I'm pretty sure that only applies to you…' I thought.

"U-Uh…" I spoke up. "If it makes you feel any better, Asahina, I'll go in with you."

Asahina gasped. "You mean it?" She asked excitedly.

"Of course! Besides, I want to see if-" I began to explain, but without another word, Asahina suddenly hugged me tightly.

"Thank you! Thank you so much!" She squealed as she let me go. "I'll go get changed! Meet you there!"

Afterwards, she eagerly ran towards the girls' locker room door, unlocked it with her e-Handbook, and went inside. Sighing, I entered the boys' locker room.

As I entered, I noticed how it looked. The walls were blue, there were chin-up racks and a punching bag in there as well as some weights, and next to the racks was a poster of a beautiful woman in a bikini. Obviously, someone put this in the school, but… Is it really okay to have something like that here?

"Naegi?" I heard Asahina call. "Where are you?"

"C-Coming, Asahina!" I called back. Not wanting to keep her waiting, I walked into the pool room.

Almost immediately, I was hit with the scent of chlorine which I assumed was from the pool. I saw Asahina checking out a locker on the far side of the room. Curious, I walked over to her. She was wearing a blue swimsuit as opposed to the clothing she wore when this whole fiasco started.

"Oh!" She said as she noticed me. "Hey, Naegi!"

"What are you doing, Asahina?" I asked.

"Looking for the whistle, duh!" She snarked.

"The… Whistle?" I repeated.

"Yeah! Y'know how some pools have lifeguards with those whistles around their necks?" She began. "Since no one besides Ishimaru wants us to be safe while we're here, I thought I'd do us a favor and become a lifeguard here!"

"That's, uh… Great!" I said. Asahina smiled and went back to looking for the "Whistle". I decided to leave her alone and go explore the rest of the 2nd floor.

I came across a fancy-looking sliding door with a sign next to it reading "Library". At first, I thought nothing of it, but as soon as I heard movement in there, I went in. I saw that Kirigiri, Yamada, Togami, and Fukawa were there as well.

"It's remarkably dusty in here. And the lighting is less than ideal." Said Kirigiri. For a library, it's not the kind of thing I'd want to do much reading in."

"Well, that's to be expected in a place like-" I began. Yamada's voice cut me off.

"I'm absolutely shocked!" He exclaimed.

"…How come?" I asked.

"They have all thee books here, and not one copy of any of my works!" He growled.

"W-Well, yeah…" Fukawa spoke up nervously. "Why would they have c-comics in a library? Plus, most "Fanfic" is j-just porn drawn by a bunch of a-amateurs…"

"You just don't get it." Yamada fumed. "Not. At. All."

"I-I do too get it… And w-with a face like yours, anyone can tell n-nothing you do is worthwhile."

"Say whatever you want about me, but never judge a book by its author!" He argued. "Now hear this! Appearances mean nothing at all! What you see before you is nothing more than the rind that contains the meaty pulp of my genius! My creations are what determine my meaning and value!"

"You're so f-full of it…" Fukawa muttered.

"Hmph. I'm used to being misunderstood." Yamada continued. "You think weak attacks like yours will drop my HP?"

Those two… Really worry me.

"…But still, this library is most interesting…" Said Togami.

"Huh? What's interesting about it?" I asked.

"Oh, nothing… I was just thinking out loud."

"Riiight…" Was all I said before I walked up to Fukawa. "You must be pretty happy to have all these books around, huh Fukawa?"

"N-Not particularly…" She stammered. "Nothing's really c-caught my eye so far."

"Indeed." Agreed Yamada. "There's a plethora of books, it's true, but the content seems… Lacking."

Then he got angry. "Where's the comic books!? Where's the young adult section?!"

"Comic b-books? Young adult?" Repeated a slightly annoyed Fukawa. "That stuff's a w-waste of time…"

"I've seen what you write, Mrs. Toko." He said as he pointed to the aforementioned Ultimate. "Talented as you are, your stuff isn't any more "Worthwhile"."

Fukawa didn't like that at all. "My stories are filled with true love and pure feelings!" She raged. "Don't compare them to that garbage of yours! Your writing doesn't even m-mean anything. It's just a bunch of j-jumbled up letters… Someone should just… Burn it all."

"Ooh, the lady doth protest too much, methinks!" Snarked Yamada. "I bet you're secretly into boy-on-boy action!"

"Boy-on-boy…?" Fukawa repeated before getting angry again. "I don't care if it's a-anime, or comics, or fanfic, or wh-whatever! It's all filth! Throwaway culture that'll be trashed and forgotten in half a decade! Ugh… Just t-talking about it makes sick to my stomach. I feel like I'm g-gonna throw up…"

"Grr…!" Growled Yamada. "You've insulted me, and you've insulted my honor!"

These two are starting to freak me out. I've never seen anything like it…

As the two were arguing, Kirigiri motioned for me to come over. When I was close enough, she pointed to…

A laptop…?

A/N: Sorry for the short chapter, everyone! But look on the bright side: This seems like a good cliff-hanger!

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