Danganronpa: Komm Susser Tod

Prologue, Part II

Prologue: Setting the Stage, Part II

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Kira: So, Reiji. What do you think of these peeps?

Reiji: ...They're a funny bunch.

Mamoru: All of them look distinct enough, y'know.

Kira: Why not talk to them? Give it a whirl!

Asuka: Come on, Reiji. It'll be... fine. I think.

Reiji: Okay then...

So I resigned myself to the inevitability of socialising. The first student that I approached was a fairly chipper-looking young girl, with auburn hair and a pink apron tied around her waist. She smelled of freshly-baked bread - clearly she has a history with the culinary arts.

Girl with Apron: O-hayo there! Who are you?

Reiji: Reiji Suzuki, Ultimate Cameraman.

Girl with Apron: Ahem! Everyone! Please say hello to Reiji for me!

Boy with Eyepatch: Go do it yourself!

Girl with Apron: Oh well, what can I do? My name's Nanae Mochizuki, ehehe~

Reiji: Do you bake stuff?

Nanae: Of course! Why else would I be the Ultimate Baker?

Reiji: I see. Thanks for the talk, I guess.

Nanae: (giggling) You're welcome.

It was then that I came face-to-face with the masked man I noticed earlier. Of course I could pick him out from the crowd; he towered over them all, and his garish azure pants, bright white boots, and rippling tan muscles merely made him stand out more. He spoke with a deep and husky voice.

Masked Man: Ahem. I see you are a prospective amigo.

Reiji: What does that mean?

Masked Man: It's Spanish for "friend". I'm half-Spanish, you see.

Reiji: Oh, that's interesting. Anyways, I'd like to know who you actually are.

Masked Man: Right! I am a kind man, and I shall honour your request! I am Tetsuo Garcia, the Ultimate Luchador!

Reiji: ...Wow, did you really have to be so overdramatic about it?

Tetsuo: Of course. That's lucha libre for you. High-flying and passionate.

Reiji: (He seems like a fairly genial guy, but I wouldn't want to get on his bad side. He definitely looks like he's strong as an ox...)

One of the girls, who was leaning against the wall and resting her foot on it, then approached me. Her neon pink ponytail contrasted heavily with her cyan eyes, black jacket and orange crop top exposing her midriff - and she was carrying around a baseball bat. Clearly she was bad news.

Girl with Baseball Bat: Hey, you! Who do you think you are?

Reiji: Oh, I'm uh... Reiji. Reiji Suzuki.

Girl with Baseball Bat: Oh yeah?

With those words, she took out a stick of bubblegum from her pocket, placed it in her mouth, and blew it until it popped right in my face. Luckily, none of it went over me, and she was quick to swallow it afterwards.

Girl with Baseball Bat: Oh, those tales about gum getting stuck for seven years. Pfft. That's bullshit. Society's bullshit. The strong are bullshit. And I'm the only one who can do a damn thing about it!

Reiji: Before I go, who are-

Girl with Baseball Bat: Shouko Nikaido, Ultimate Sukeban.

Reiji: Uh...