Doki Doki Despair Club

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All things considered, today was actually a pretty great fucking day, especially with how I was depending on a single encounter to keep things looking up. Tengan wasn't here today, so we ended up watching The Interview in study hall instead. I thought that if Kim Jong-un was even half as likable in real life as he was in that damn movie, then no one would really have a bone to pick, resorting to feel pity for him instead. After that, I met up with Momota-kun and Kiibo-kun, and I found out that Momota-kun got some pretty exotic strains from Souda-kun for a low price, so we smoked a blunt together. Holy shit, did I need that. Yeah, yeah, I know I said I stopped smoking, but does weed really count? It's not like it's anywhere near as addictive as nicotine was, and besides, I work better when I feel like I'm not under pressure. I feel kind of bad that Kiibo-kun couldn't join in on any of it, because it would overload his circuits, but to be fair, he's so innocent that he'd probably just refuse and watch us smoke, even if he could.

After that, Hanamura-kun decided he was feeling generous today, and I managed to get a pretty rare wagyu steak and a hot bowl of sukiyaki for those munchies I was having. When you forget that he's on the sex offender registry and is still stalking Yukizome-sensei to this day, he's actually a really cool guy. Kicking back like this today almost makes me forget that nothing is normal at all right now, and that I still have to stop Akamatsu-san before she decides to fuck with someone else next, but at least a chill day like this gave me the courage I need to take on it all.

Reflecting back on it all, I walk into the clubroom, almost bumping right into Tojo-san, who was standing right in front of the door, smiling at me with a hint of something crazy in her eyes. Oh, boy, today's gonna be fun...

"Hi, Saihara-kun! I've been waiting for you. Are you ready to continue reading? I can make us some tea, and--"

"Ugh, Bakamatsu! Didn't I tell ya not to-- hey, where the fuck is she, did she go off to finger herself with her piano keys again?!" Iruma-san interrupts, likely upset again about Akamatsu-san putting her manga on the top shelf like she was in the last loop.

"Impudent as usual, aren't you, Iruma-san?"

"Huh? Wanna run that by me again, Tojo?"

"Do you always find it necessary to interrupt my conversations with your unpleasant voice and incompetence in speaking normally?"

"H-huh? I d-don't do it that often or anything, I was just mad at Akamatsu for moving my manga collection... and I'm sorry about that fight of ours we had yesterday, I said a lot of fucked up shit just because I didn't like ya calling my success story cute, but it wasn't right for me to bring up, y'know... S-so, are you done being mad at me?" Iruma-san looks like she's fighting to hold back tears, and knowing just how much of a facade she puts up to protect herself, seeing her moping like this kind of hurts.

"Oh, Iruma-san... ɴᴏ ᴏɴᴇ ꜰᴜᴄᴋɪɴɢ ᴄᴀʀᴇꜱ. ɪ ʜᴇᴀʀᴅ ʜᴀɪᴊɪ ᴛᴏᴡᴀ ᴡᴀꜱ ɪɴ ᴛᴏᴡɴ ᴀɴᴅ ʟᴏᴏᴋɪɴɢ ꜰᴏʀ ᴀ $5 Qᴜɪᴄᴋɪᴇ ᴀ ꜰᴇᴡ ʙʟᴏᴄᴋꜱ ᴀᴡᴀʏ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ʜᴇʀᴇ. ʜᴇ ʟɪᴋᴇꜱ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ʏᴏᴜɴɢ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴍᴀʏʙᴇ ʜᴇ'ʟʟ ᴏʙʟɪɢᴇ ᴀ ᴛʀᴀꜱʜʏ ꜱᴋᴀɴᴋ ʟɪᴋᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʜʀᴏᴡ ᴇɴᴏᴜɢʜ ᴏꜰ ᴀ ᴛᴇᴍᴘᴇʀ ᴛᴀɴᴛʀᴜᴍ, ᴡʜʏ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ɢᴏ ᴄʜᴇᴄᴋ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏʀ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ?" Tojo-san says, even though she looks forgiving right now. Fuck you, Akamatsu-san, you crude bitch. I'll give you that your lines are creative, but I'm trying really hard to plan out being the bigger person at the end of all this, and you sure aren't making that easy for me. Fuck it, I'll be as petty as I want in my head until I know that we're all safe.

"Y-you..!" Iruma-san can't take any more of it, and tears start running down her face without pause as she runs out of the classroom.

I want to scream at Tojo-san right now, but I know this isn't really her fault, so I need to address her more normally. "Tojo-san, regardless of how you really feel about Iruma-san, she seems pretty overwhelmed by what you just said, so maybe we should check up on her later to make sure she's okay. Does that sound alright to you?" I say. Hope that was ambiguous enough, as Tojo-san simply nods at me, clasping her hands together while smiling.