Danganronpa 4-Despair Loop

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"Here you go." Yuki smirks and places the sliver of wall into Mianas hand.

"Thank you." Miana nods and walks off, her face still red.

"Yuma... what did you do?" Yuki raises an eyebrow, starting to look a little upset.

"Wha-me? I didn't do anything! I just asked her a question!" Yuma puts up her hands.

"Alright. I'll go talk to her then." Yuma nods and watches Yuki walk off. Yuma sits there for a little while longer, thinking about the motive, and the people who didn't share.

"Nobody's going to kill each other... I'll make sure of it..." Yuma whispers to herself.

"What are you doing?" Yuma turns and sees Izumi walking toward her, smirking.

"Absolutely nothing. Why?" Izumi walks closer.

"I just had the best idea. We should throw... wait for it... a party!" Izumi smiles.

"Hey... that's not actually a bad idea... we can boost morale that way! Then nobody will want to kill each other!" Yuma starts to walk toward the cafeteria.

"Exactly! And, I can finally show you how awesome my Ultimate talent actually is!" Izumi starts walking with her.

"Uh, no. We're all still underage Izumi, we can't drink."

"Nah you dumbass, I can make non-alcoholic drinks. But, if people want, I can easily slip something-"

"No, you're not doing that... who knows what might happen if you do that." Izumi chuckles. They both enter the cafeteria, walking toward the tables.

"Fine, fine." Izumi sits down. "What kinda things do you want to do?" Yuma and Izumi spend the next few minutes planning, Sayuri entering and adding her input.

"Hey! We should ask Miana! She's the Ultimate Engineer, she can help make our plans into reality!" Yuma stands up.

"You do that, I-Izumi and I will k-keep on planning..." Sayuri says and waves. Yuma waves back and walks out of the door, heading to Mianas dorm. She walks up and rings the bell. After a while with no response, Yuma figured she must be in the workshop. She walks up the stairs and down the corridor, walking into the room.

"Hey Miana..." Yuma trails off as she sees Mianas figure slumped on the desk, Yuki resting her head next to hers. When Yuma walks in, Yuki sits up.

"She's asleep." Yuki looks over at Yuma. "You need something?"

"Well, I did, but now I'm intrigued about this." Yuma gestures to Yuki and Miana. "Do you... like to watch over her when she sleeps?" Yuki's face went bright red.

"W-what? Absolutely not! She asked me to stay!" Yuki stands up and walks over to Yuma. "I'm trying to protect her! I don't know what I would do if she died, and I can't trust anyone in here!" Yuma puts a hand on Yuki's shoulder.

"Okay, calm down. You care about her, I get that. I think that's actually kind of cute[cm], though." Yuma smiles as Yuki's face becomes a darker shade of red.

"And what do you mean by that?" Yuki, still flushed, crosses her arms and glares at Yuma.

"I mean, well, Miana told me that it's difficult for you to feel, and if, ya know, she makes you feel happy, than I think you two would actually be kind of good for each other, youknowwhatImean?" Yuki drops her gaze slightly, smiling a bit.

"Yeah... that is right... Thanks. I'll... I'll try that." Yuki walks back and sits back down, lightly putting an arm on Mianas shoulder. Yuma smiles again and walks back out. She walks out and smiles, walking back to the cafeteria. Yuma sits back down, listening to Sayuri and Izumi talk on and on about the party, and she notices Ayane walking in as well.

"Hey Ayane! Wanna plan with us?" Ayane walks over.

"Plan? For what?"

"We're gonna have a motherfuckin party!" Izumi says, smiling widely.

"Oh? Sure, I'll help plan." Ayane sits down as well, smiling as well. The four of them do more planning, and nearing the end of the day, the plans were complete.

"Now all we need to do is tell everyone about it! Izumi, you ask Naoto and Chinatsu, Sayuri, you ask Nao and Koko, I'll ask Yuki and Miana, and Ayane, you just stay here." All of them nod, and the three of them walk off, splitting up to find everyone else. Yuma figures Yuki and Miana are still in the workshop, so she heads there. She stops outside of the door and listens in, smiling.