Hajime POV
We're going back in the simulation."
Those words were like an electric shock, sending jolts and giving energy to all in the room. The children had been pestering the FF members to let them back into the simulation to help the other survivors. But because of their medical, physical and mental state, they refused (they, not me, if these kids wanna get their brains fried, I don't care anymore. All I know is that Chiaki's missing and I'm pissed).
Izuru's hacking took long hours and bore little results. The genius was only able to hack out Himiko. Monokuma refused to let anyone else out, no one knew why, but it probably has something to do with Shuichi. Himiko Yumeno is now currently going through therapy.
"REALLY?!" Kaito yelled, overenthusiastic as ever.
"We're going back in?!" Kaede yelled, just as excited as Kaito. I deadpanned.
"I didn't stutter," I said. "Come on, let's go."
Everyone quickly followed me. While we walked, I explained our situation to them.
After some hard work, some helpful (but ugly as shit) anti-cold suits from Byakuya, and a shit ton of hot food and beverages (Bless you Teru), my friends and I were able to break through all that hard-ass frozen water. It was extremely difficult, even for Izuru. The ice was ridiculously hard, it's pretty strange to know that Shuichi was the one who made all that ice, IN HIS SLEEP. We couldn't even break the ice, we had to chip it off little by little. A long, tedious and stupid process.
We were also able (somehow) to hack into the game system to let the participants back in, but for reasons that I probably should have listened to but didn't, some of us are going to go with them into the game. Byakuya's 100% going, to see Shuichi, and I'm definitely not not going. Like, the hell? My daughter is in there and the higher-ups wanted me to stay outside the simulation? We (Izuru and I) told those fuckers upfront to suck our dick and kiss our ass. Those old geezers ain't got shit on us.
Those higher-ups don't have any influence on us, only the other employees, but we should still listen to them; that's what Makoto said. I replied with 3 simple words; "I don't care"
After instructing everyone to put on some anti-cold suits, we made it to the pod room. Even with the ice removed, the temperature in the room continued to drop, so it was still pretty cold even with the suits on.
There in the room, the first thing we all saw was Kazuichi in his anti-cold suit. He was hugging himself and complaining to Fuyuhiko about the cold. Fuyuhiko looked like he was gon' murder him. My students just looked at him with weird faces.
"Ignore him," I told them. "He has pink hair and little bitch-itis."
It was already decided before we even informed the kids. Makoto, Byakuya, Aoi, Kyoko and I would be going into the simulation. As for the children, only Rantaro and Kaito would be coming along, the rest are far too unstable.
Of course, everyone immediately started complaining when they found out, but Izuru was able to shut them up pretty quickly with one of his infamous death glares.
"Ok!" Akane yelled. "We're gonna open the Shuichi's pod now."
I shot my daughter a small look. Her pod wasn't as icy as Shuichi's. The tiny layer of frost that covered the glass of her pod could easily be cleaned off (NO KAZUICHI PUT THE FUCKIN' FLAMETHROWER DOWN!).
Akane and Nekomaru lifted the lid off the pod. Inside, Shuichi slept. His hair was a lot longer than it was in the simulation and some of his features were heavily covered in frost too, especially his cheeks. He also looked paler than I remember. His skin was concerningly white.
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Danganronpa: Reincarnation
FanfictionAfter the battle between hope and despair, Makoto Naegi, the Ultimate hope triumphed and the brainwashed remnants of despair were saved. The survivors of the first killing game, along with the participants of the second, all joined the Future Founda...