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Deadly Life
Fukawa Toko
Fukawa stands trembling behind her podium, half-hugging herself as she tries her best to keep her composure.
As Maizono carefully reviews the case while the rest of them helplessly stare at their voting screens, Fukawa is numb to the world. Tanaka's last moments just keep playing over and over in her mind.
'Fukawa stands on the bridge, staring out on the water. In one hand is the knife she swiped from the kitchen, and in the other hand, she uses to fiddle with the ends of one of her braids.
As each day passed, she was starting to feel increasingly paranoid, especially with the looming threat of the Forbidden Actions hanging over everyone's heads. She couldn't help taking that knife.
No, she didn't plan on killing anyone. But this way, if anyone tried to kill her, she'd be able to defend herself.
Fukawa's so lost in her own head that she doesn't even notice Tanaka slowly approaching her from behind, looking more like a zombie than usual.
"I'm sorry." He says quietly, making her jump and turn around.
"Gah! W-Where did you come from?!" She demands, hugging her knife closer to her chest.
"Sorry." He repeats simply, raising his knife and aiming it at Fukawa's chest. She yelps, immediately on the defensive, pulling out her own to block it.
He snarls, making a grab at her with his free hand, instead grabbing one of her braids rather than her shoulder. Tanaka yanks hard, hand sliding all along the braid and ripping the elastic out on its way down.
He aims a shot at her abdomen, but Fukawa's hands act before she can think, and she plunges the knife into Tanaka's stomach.
He groans, stumbling backwards, but the sangria-haired girl grabs him before he can really go anywhere. If she's come this far, she has no choice but to finish the job.
Fukawa rips out the knife and stabs him again, and then once more for good measure, watching the life bleed out of his eyes.
She spins him around so his back is now pressed against the bridge's railing, and with one strong push, Tanaka topples over into the murky waters below.
Before she can really process what just happened, she flees the scene.
"I-It was an accident, or it supposedly was," Fukawa mumbles as the votes tally, "But he was trying to kill me first. It was self-defence, so does it really count?"
"Any murder is murder!" Monokuma chides, "Ah, look at that! The vote was correct! Fukawa Toko did in fact kill Tanaka Gundham!"
Fukawa smiles wryly. "W-Well, I supposed there's nothing that can be done to dispute that. I-I'm sorry about what happened. But I'm sure things will work out."
Maizono takes a step forward. "Fukawa-san, I-"
The sangria-haired girl lifts her hand, stopping her words. "I-It's fine. You shouldn't blame yourselves. I hope none of you blame yourselves. Not that I expect anyone to care."
"Well, of course, we care!" Akamatsu insists, "None of us want this to be happening!"
"This to be happening. . ?" Saihara repeats nervously, "L-Like a punishment? A-An execution?"
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