Don't Give Up Hope! (Male!OC X Danganronpa)

Investigation gone sour!

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"What did Mikan say?" Ryoji leaned against the large door frame, watching Hajime sulk his way back.

Everyone had spread out to investigate. Hajime stayed on his knees as they did, too shocked to move.

Ryoji, Mikan, and Nagito approached him.

Ryoji just rested his hand on Hajime's shoulder as Mikan explained how she could do an autopsy. Nagito offered to stay by him when Monokuma jumped from the rafters down to the floor. He held several black folders, and a very dark look sat on his face. He had turned the lights on for the students, not Soda, and then started providing the rules for investigation.

"She said he died from being stabbed. When I looked there was a knife there, but she said what had stabbed him was a small 5 millimeter rod of sorts. The knife had tape and some glow paint on it, and neither of us know how he got under the table."

Ryoji had stood up straight, focusing on what Hajime said to make sure he could understand. Nagito, who was standing a few feet away, approached the two boys.

"He also had that weird head set. Did you figure out what that was?" Nagito was shifted slightly to face Hajime more than Ryoji.

"Yeah, it's a night vision headset. I have no idea where he got it though..."

Ryoji nodded to the words running through his head. "I'm gonna go look at the body some more, but maybe he got the head set from the allium case I took earlier." He walked around Hajime, lightly jogging to Mikans side. He knelt down and lifted the table cloth more to get a clear view. Mikan jumped when she noticed him there.

"Hajime said he was stabbed but it wasn't by this knife," Ryoji pointed to the Knife, covered in blood and a weird green substance. "So what was it?" Ryoji side glanced Mikan.

"U-um....I don't know...But it's small, and it's round too, as well as long and thin. I-i can't find it though." She also looked at the knife, lifting it up while also lifting Byakuya's body. His stomach had puncture wounds that didn't match the shape of a normal blade.

"How did he get stabbed then? He's laying flat under a table, and he couldn't lift his body up enough to get stabbed that far down his stomach..."

Mikan and Ryoji sat in silence for a few moments. "I'll keep looking for any clues on the body, you should go help Hajime and Nagito."

"Right, I will too..." He took a second to look over the body.

Byakuya's body had shifted slightly, his wounds were more visible. The punctures seemed random and frantically placed, as stab wounds would be, but every single one was in one of two lines. They weren't straight, but they didn't tapper to much from a center point. They where chaotically organized.

Most of the shirt Byakuya was wearing had been soaked a bright pink color, the blood dripped down his stomach and on to the floor. It funneled together, running to the lowest point in the room, until it hit a crack in the floor boards.

If he focused hard enough, Ryoji could hear the droplets hit the floor below.

The knfie was beside the table now, instead of under it. One side of the blade had a thin layer of dried blood and the handle had a piece of paint covered tape wrapped around it. The paint was bright green. Roji cupped the knife handle and placed his hands to his face. The paint glowed dimly in his hands.

Ryoji set the knife down and pushed himself up off his knee. He scanned the room.

Akane, Sonia, Gundham, TeruTeru, Ibuki, Mahiru and Hiyoko stood scattered around the room. Most stood in small groups, discussing the murder, a few by themselves, and of course, Gundham was down on his stomach looking through the cracks in the floor boards. His hamster were running around too, peaking through the floor.