Chapter 11: Ice Cream

After shooting Komaeda, it was time to enter Maizono. Her room, that is. It was a long time coming and totally worth it. I apologized for getting the Imposter and she said she saw it coming that he wasn't me, but he did such a good job being like me that she chose not to say anything, proving to me it was worth it. And then, after weeks of anticipation, we finally made sweet sweet love. By god, it was worth it. We must have done it for hours. There was nothing in the world that could have possibly felt better than the hot sex we had then. I've already spoken enough about Maizono sex, and nothing was really different this time. It actually felt better than the last few times, but that's likely because of my recent celibacy.

After that finished, I said my goodbyes and went back to my room. It was night at this point, and although I wanted to stay with her for the night, she declined because of something she didn't want to say. I was disappointed in this, but I was happy with how much I had accomplished that day. But with how ridiculously busy I had been, I absolutely needed a break. I just wanted to do something fun, maybe with Maizono and Owada. I almost never even did any casual fun, and tomorrow is absolutely the day to fix that. I went to sleep without a clear cut idea, although I was working on something. When I woke up, I still didn't have an idea, so I decided to talk to someone I hadn't spoken to in a long time, yet could probably help me. I was barely awake when I got on my computer and started the Alter Ego program. "What was all that suspicious code you've been making for the last few weeks for?" was the first thing she asked me. I nervously laughed. I knew the computer knew what I had been doing and couldn't lie my way out of it, so I explained the whole thing. "Sounds like trouble, but at the same time it's smart to make it all delete itself. Want me to put on your porn?" she asked. She knew me too well. "Not today, somehow. You see, I need some casual fun today because I don't do that often at all. Do you have any ideas?" I asked. The AI thought for an unexpectedly long time. "The issue with this question is that I don't actually have any casual fun, for I live to serve you and, honestly, that's a fun enough life." she said. A fair point. Maybe I could fix that with some sort of virtual world for her? But I wasn't thinking of that at the moment. As soon as she said that, two seemingly random words popped in my head, words that were perfect in a combination but ones I hadn't really thought about for a while. I immediately called up Owada after I thought of these words. "Mondo, were getting ice cream." I told him.

I was in the mood for ice cream, god dammit. I don't know why. I just wanted some fucking ice cream. It was a nice day outside and I later found out a new ice cream shop opened only about five minuted from here. It only made sense. Owada agreed, and Maizono would as well. We didn't really have a plan, we just wanted to get the ice cream, eat it and then do something else if we wanted to. I met Owada down by the school's parking lot, where he kept his motorcycle. When I got down there. He looked at me in a somewhat weird glance, even staring a bit. He hoped I wouldn't notice, but I did. It was then I remembered that he likely didn't know that the Imposter wasn't actually me. "That fat guy was a fake, you know." I told him. The biker looked somewhat confused, but nodded. He was acting unusually odd, not saying anything to me. It was then I had an idea. "Could I drive the motorcycle?" I asked him.

"I suppose I could let you try. Wait, is this so you can show off to Maizono?" he asked. I shrugged, it absolutely was. To be fair, I had wanted to drive it for a while, it's a nice bike. A few more minutes passed as we continued to wait for Maizono. Why she was so late to get down here, I had no idea. But Owada still wasn't saying anything to me. "Why are you so quiet?" I asked. "Uhhh, no reason. Just not in the mood to speak. Some days are just like that, you know?" he responded. Something was definitely up. Eventually, she got down there and we all left school property on the motorcycle. We made it to the small ice cream shop, got our ice cream and sat at a table nearby it. Pretty damn good ice cream. "Now, Owada-kun, I don't talk to you but Fujisaki seems to enjoy your company!" Maizono said, licking her vanilla ice cream in a weirdly ferocious way. "Well, uh, yeah, it's nice to talk to you. Fujisaki talks a lot about you, you know." he said. I was glad the two were getting along.

A lot was talked about there, from my recent projects to Owada's gang and even the beach trip. As time went on, Owada got much more comfortable and talkative. It was going really, really well. But as it often does, shit hit the fan. "I know you were sick for those several weeks, but what were you even sick with?" the biker asked me. I couldn't think of any illnesses that would have me out for two weeks. "Uhhh, I really don't know. I was just sick, why do you care?" I said. Owada glared at me, for he also probably couldn't think of a sickness that would leave me in my room for that long. "Sounds suspicious. You know, you've been acting strangely defensive as of late. Are you hiding something from us?" he asked. Mother fucker, of course I'm the one getting interrogated. "Why would I hide anything from you? You're my man, I wouldn't do that shit." I said. I was visibly sweating at this point. It was here when Maizono chimed in. "Were you doing this because there's another girl? Don't act like I didn't notice the skirt covered in cum from around when you 'got sick'." she said. Why would she care? She's the one who invited all the girls to fuck one guy. Either way, now I was really fucked. Thankfully, there was one simple solution. All I had to do was tell them about the killing game. Once again, this could bring deadly consequences, but at the same time Saionji already knew. Why wouldn't I let two people I liked way more than her know?

Before I had time to say anything more, Owada had one final thing to say. "It wouldn't surprise me, considering you've already impregnated someone." He instantly put his hand on his mouth, presumably because I wasn't supposed to know that. Both me and Maizono were left completely speechless. What were we supposed to say about that? I knew it was inevitable that that would be revealed, but now I had even more questions. It was safe to assume it came from the beach trip, and also that it wasn't Maizono. It still could have easily been Saionji, though. So now there's eight people that I could have knocked up. Why did none of them ask to prevent this? What the hell would Enoshima think if she found out? Worse, what if it was Enoshima? Why is my entire life a fucking mess? Why couldn't we all just sit around and eat ice cream without this shit happening? I got so worked up thinking about all of this, that I fainted. I just wanted to eat some fucking ice cream.

I woke up back in my room, in my bed.

This time, Maizono wasn't there, nor was Owada. It had be a couple of hours since that incident had taken place. And as I woke up, the last possible person I wanted to see came in. It was Junko Enoshima. She grabbed my laptop and sat by my bed. "How do you turn on the Alter Ego program thing?" she asked. I grabbed the laptop and turned it on for her. "Hello, mas- ohh, you must be Junko Enoshima! Master has told me a lot about you, yes!" the computer program said to her. Enoshima smiled, but abruptly started to bend the laptop, while also turning it to me. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! MASTER, SAVE ME! NOOO-" Alter Ego said, her screams being cut off by the computer snapping in half. I would have shown more emotion if her data didn't carry over to my several other computers. "I know what you did today with Maizono." Enoshima said to me, sternly. "How did you learn?" I asked. She laughed, as she often did. "I have eyes everywhere! I know everything you do, my friends! Now, I never said anything about being around her after you finished programming, so it seems you'll get a free pass here. But my despair inducing ways are all powerful! You better not fuck up again." she said. She picked up the broken laptop screen. "Next time, it'll be much more than a computer." she yelled before smashing it on the ground. She blew a kiss before leaving.

While it wasn't the only computer I had, not even the most used one, it was my only laptop. A thousand dollar laptop being destroyed is something I won't take lightly. But I guess the only person I have to blame here is myself for this entire mess.