Dangan Ronpa:return to Despair Academy

The First Murder

"Well try harder!"

"I'm doing everything I can!"I yelled in response to Shoichi's insists.

"Are you POSITIVE it wasn't 'despair'?"Aya asked.

"Or 'pain'?"Fumiko suggested.

"For the last time!"I raised my voice, becoming frustrated with my lack of results and the shouts of possible passwords from the fifteen students."I have already tried Despair,Ultimate Despair,Monokuma,Pain,Sadness,Suffering,Hopes Peak,Torture and Death!"

"Well is there no other wifi signals that you can connect to?"Igao asked calmly,having been the only one who wasn't shouting possible wifi passwords.

Upon Monokuma's revelation I had every intention of going on my computer and breaking into the wifi somehow to see if any of what he said was true.However as I was discussing that with Takumi and Minako(I had asked them to help me)Kimiko had overheard and had deemed the situation "A dire situation that could use as many minds as possible to resolve".At first I was glad that she was getting everyone involved.But after dealing with the requests being shouted at me in a frenzy of terrorized and frantic voices I had begun to wish she had just kept her trap shut.

"I'm positive!"I laid back in the cair of my currently packed dormitory.I ran my fingers through my hair and sighed,my eyes burning after staring at the screen for so long.That had always been a hindrance on my ability to blog, but it was frustrating me more than ever at that point.

"And you can't hack into it or anything?"Takumi asked,his face pale.

"I told you, while I am a blogger I don't know a whole lot about computers..."Then, without really thinking, I mumbled,"We need Chihiro for this."

The room was silent for a while...Then...

"Who's Chihiro?"Yoichi asked,standing on his tiptoes as he was in the back of the crowd.

I gave a sad sigh,and started."Chihiro Fujisaki,he was the Ultimate Programmer...I bet he could have known how to hack through the school's firewall."

"...how do you know about this...Chihiro Fujisaki?"Igao asked,raising one eyebrow.

"...I met him the day we arrived at this school..."

I was suddenly bombarded with questioning, the more famous one being,"Why didn't you say anything until now?!"

"It didn't seem too important!"I tried to defend myself,but I knew I had no good reason.In truth,I didn't tell anyone because...

"...because he only proves that what Monokuma said is the truth...at least about our memories..."

The room was silent the,in great opposition to the shouting that had occurred only moments before.

"I met Chihiro on my first day here,and he looked as healthy and young as any of us."I started."Then,I was knocked out, and I don't remember anything in between then and the time I woke up in the classroom.Then, when I asked Monokuma about it he said Chihiro had died an untimely death a long time ago and that it took everyone by surprise..."I took a deep breath."I feel like, sometime between the day I met him outside the school,and the moment I woke up,Chihiro fell victim to the killing game Monokuma is making us play now!"

The moment Monokuma had told us we had been at this school for over three years, I thought about this logic.It was very shaky and there was no real proof to support it,but if I was right...well...I really didn't want to be.

Kimiko seemed to think the same thing as me,because while I explained my hypothesis she started looking more and more like she was going to puke.I stared at her,hoping beyond hope that she could continue to fill the rest of us with strength.