Danganronpa: Shuri's School

Chapter 37: Fifth Class Trial

As we always did, we took our places, without even thinking about it anymore. It almost felt as normal as going to bed, or walking into the Dining Hall to get food.

However, this time was different. Instead of Monokuma sitting at his chair, it was...someone else. A young man, maybe a year or two older than us, with red eyes and ridiculously long black hair, perhaps even longer than his body, sat on the chair, his head leaning on his right fist as if bored. He wore a black suit, with a white collared shirt and a simple black tie.

Peko reached back for her shinai, but not drawing it out yet. "Who, may I ask, are you?"

The young man answered, barely even moving his eyes to look at her. "I am called Izuru Kamukura."

Maki cocked her head. "You are called? Don't you mean that's your name?"

"However you wish to put it. I wished to watch this final Class Trial myself, rather than through Monokuma's eyes. I thought this might be less boring." Izuru's voice did not even slightly fluctuate, as if he was either half-asleep, bored out of his mind, or simply didn't care about any of this.

Deciding that Izuru's temperament was irrelevant, I decided to steer everyone back to the Class Trial. "Guys, let's stay focused, alright? We're here to figure out who killed Nagito, not worry about who's officiating this trial, alright? So, where should we start?"

Peko, oddly enough, spoke up. "I'm most curious about -"

Kokichi interrupted her. "About how the Ultimate Assassin killed Nagito? Right, Murder Girl?"

Maki glared malevolently at Kokichi. "If I wanted to kill someone, it would've been YOU, not him, you stupid son of a bitch!"

"Nee-heehee! So you admit you DO want to kill someone, riiiight?"

Maki looked over at Izuru. "You said this was the last Trial, right?"

Izuru responded, without moving an inch. "Yes."

Maki smirked. "Good. I've wanted to do this for a while now!"

Maki leapt over her pedestal, and was upon Kokichi in a flash, her hands around Kokichi's throat. "I. Have had. Enough. Of your taunting. And your lies. And your BULLSHIT!!"

Alarmed, I looked over at Izuru. "Ummmm....are you going to allow this?"

Izuru calmly said, "I don't really care."

Meanwhile, Peko had jumped to Kokichi's defense, and was chiding Maki about a "senseless killing", though I missed most of it. Maki, at the meanwhile, was glaring at Kokichi, who was fake-bawling.

Glancing towards Byakuya, who looked very irritated, I decided to start things with him.

"Ok, so did anyone find anything useful during their investigation?" I asked, trying to get this trial steering in some direction, ANY direction.

Byakuya nodded. "Yes, I discovered that two darts were missing from the Game Room. I believe those same two darts were somehow used in killing Nagito. I saw no signs of a struggle, or foul play, in the Game Room; thus, I find it highly unlikely that Nagito's death took place there."

I nodded in agreement. "I find it highly likely Nagito met his end in that incinerator. And that...brings up the next question. How, exactly, did he end up in there?"

Kokichi snickered. "Nee-heehee! He just climbed right up in there, of course!"

Byakuya scoffed. "Now, what kind of idiot would do that? Even someone like Nagito isn't that stupid."

Maki, oddly enough, agreed with Kokichi. "As much as I hate to, I must agree with the purple gremlin bastard over there, I think he's right. My investigation into the incinerator showed me that there is a safety sensor within the incinerator. It would not turn on if something was within the doorway, and once the gate is pulled closed, there is no way to reach the button. Thus, the only real way I see Nagito dying in the incinerator is if either someone put him in there after death, or if he climbed in himself."