Despairing For The Sake Of Hope (A short saiibo fanfiction)

Chapter 8: Back To Normal

Kiibo followed in behind him, slightly nervous about how Shuichi will turn out.

Kiibo nervously looked out the window, and saw Prof.Iibidashi's car pull into the driveway.

Kiibo went to the front door to greet him.

Prof.Iibidashi shut and locked his car as well, carrying a case of tools which Kiibo didn't even know what they did.

Prof.Iibidashi smiled at Kiibo and hugged them gently, in case they were injured in a way. 

"Where is Shuichi…?" Kiibo stepped out of the way and let Prof.Iibidashi come inside.

"He's here, follow me" Kiibo led him to the living room where Shuichi sat. 

Shuichi looked a little stronger now.

"I haven't seen Shuichi yet, so this might be shocking to me." 

"He's not that different from everyone else, dad.." Kiibo sighed and sat down next to Shuichi, leaning over their seat.

Prof.Iibidashi greeted Shimesu before turning his head towards Shuichi. "I'll try my best to see what's wrong."

He walked up to Shuichi and kneeled down in front of him. "Shuichi..?" He said, gently tapping his knee while placing the toolbox on the ground.

"..I don't think he responds to his name." Kiibo chimed in. "I see, so he is brainwashed somehow." Kiibo held Shuichi's hand, telling him that everything was going to be okay. 

Shuichi's vision was extremely blurry, so all he could see were two white-haired people in front of him, one wearing white, and the other wearing black with a turtleneck and a hat. He knew the black one was Kiibo, but he had no idea who the other guy was.

"He may say some weird things, but I promise you, half of the time they aren't true," Kiibo informed Prof.Iibidashi.

Shuichi spoke up suddenly. "Who..are you..?" Shuichi held Kiibos hand tighter, trying to stop himself from shaking. 

"H-he spoke- I mean, I'm Professor Iibidashi, Kiibo's creator. I'm here to see if your brainwashing was a technical thing or not." Iibidashi said, scanning his eyes all over Shuichi's body to see if there was anything physical on him.

Shuichi didn't say anything after this. 

"I'll start looking at him now.." Prof.Iibidashi stood up and removed Shuichi's hat to check if anything had been hiding under his hat somehow. but there was nothing there nor nothing sticking out his scalp, except for his ahoge. 

Iibidashi searched his face, and then paused. "There is something in his eyes, like a contact lens." 

Shimesu leaned against the sofa as well. "That must be it! Shuichi doesn't wear contact lenses, so that must be it."

"Can i take it out..?

" Of course!" 

Prof.Iibidashi didn't need any tools for this. He used his hand to take out the clear contact lenses.

He studied them. "These are interesting." He continued to put them in a plastic bag for further inspection.

Kiibo felt Shuichi shiver when they were out, and he suddenly came back to life, looking around.

"S-shuichi? are you better now..?" Kiibo leaned forward to him, and Shuichi looked directly at them. 

"Kiibo..? what just happened?" Shuichi said worriedly, looking around the room.

"I'll explain later, alright?" Kiibo couldn't help but to smile and crash into him. 

Shuichi had no idea what happened, but he was happy that Kiibo was happy.

"Did that do the trick? these contact lenses seem like they are more than the eye can see.." Prof.Iibidashi said, still looking at them.

"I think so?? I have no idea but I feel fine. Wait, who were you again? i c- no, i remember. You invented Kiibo. right?" 

Prof.Iibidashi nodded.

"wow, cool.." Shuichi mumbled.

Kiibo stopped hugging him and excitedly shook.

"But, there's a problem..these lenses have GPS tracking, so we still might be in danger. Well, at least Shuichi."

Kiibo froze. 'Damn it..' they thought.

"but, Kiibo, i have a surprise for you.." 

Kiibo looked at him fiddle with his large toolbox. "I was working on a different project, but i made these so they could fit onto your arm and backplate."

He pulled out two sheets of paper with different designs on them. One a jetpack, and the other, a laser cannon.

"These fit onto your armor.”

Kiibos eyes widened in delight, but then, they thought about it more. "What am i supposed to do with these..?"

"Make that Junko wannabe surrender, obviously. If you look all powerful, and can shoot lasers and stuff, she will surrender."

"Wait, a Junko wannabe? what..?" Shuichi chimed in.

"I'll tell you now otherwise this will make no sense.." Kiibo continued to tell Shuichi all that happened.

"That's..horrible.." Shuichi was speechless.

"Kiibo, you should really get those upgrades! i-im, really nervous.."

Kiibo squeezed Shuichi's hand tighter. "I know..i will get them."

"Okay, so the plan is, when the Junko wannabe comes back to get Shuichi, Shimesu will text me, and I will tell Kiibo, and they will put on my inventions and go chase after them and hopefully scare the Junko wannabe so much that they won't come back. and Kiibo, don't hesitate to use my inventions against her, alright?" Iibidashi placed a hand on Kiibos shoulder and gently patted it.

"I understand." Kiibo said softly and looked down.

"I will call Hope's Peak and say that Shuichi is sick," Shimesu said.

"And i'll say that Kiibo needs to have a big upgrade since it's true," Iibidashi said to Shimesu and the others.

"Now, Kiibo, should we go and get that upgrade, then?" He looked into Kiibos eyes as he stood back up, aborting the gaze to brush his lab coat off.

Kiibo smiled and nodded, letting go of Shuichi's hand. "I'll see you later, Shuichi." Kiibo waved at both of them as them and Iibidashi left.