The plan was simple. We'd each take four students and tell them something worthy enough to communicate to Monosara.
I took Moto, Tachibana, Chifuyu, and Sato. Miyazato took the other four.
Of course it was risky and had a chance of not working. But it couldn't hurt. I'm sure Monosara would talk about it during the trial or something similar would happen depending on who the traitor was. There was a part of this plan that had me concerned. The possibility of Miyazato being the traitor. Granted, he didn't have a reason to trust me either.
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It's worth a shot.
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I would tell Chifuyu that we had gathered tools from the garden and were planning on mining through the rock walls.
Tell Moto that we were planning on trying to trap Monosara in one of the traps she had set up.
Sato believed me telling him that we were close to figuring out who the mastermind was.
And tachibana.. I told him that I overheard a conversation between the trio. Something relating to Monosara.
I shouldn't have slandered my friends' names like this. I had to do something. If Monosara started to keep a closer eye on one or more of the students, it could help give enough clues as to what was happening next.
The hard part of this was waiting.
Who knew how long this could take? Days, weeks, or maybe just a couple of hours.
I didn't want to believe it. One of our friends betraying us. For what? Money? A chance of getting out of here? We're they forced to? If it was the latter I couldn't blame them. I was never the type to hold a grudge.
I'd do anything to get out of here too.
Almost anything at least.
I guess that separated me from the murderers and the traitor.
But we're they all that guilty either?
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This was too much.
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So I sat near the pool. I didn't want to get wet so I was mostly just watching the water. It never rained, never a windy day, the temperature was always the same here. So the pool was always so still... it's weird I haven't seen any animals though. Not even a single ant...
"Hey Fukumoto!" I heard my name being called from behind me. It was Hara. He wasn't accompanied by anyone. It was just the two of us.
"Hey.. where are the other two?" I looked behind him again. Trying to see if he had just sped up in front of the other two.
"They're cooking dinner. Miyazato had pulled me out for a quick moment to talk and afterwards.. I decided it was a good time to just go for a walk." Hara explained. He sat down next to me, soaking in the sun.
I suppose everyone needs their breaks. I couldn't blame him. He didn't seem to hang around anyone other than those two. Not that it was a bad thing. It's just good he's branching out.
".. It feels weird. Being here." I admitted, albeit hesitantly. "Two murderers occurred around this area. I.. it's just weird."
"I get that." Hara said. He slowly leaned back into the concrete. Laying down with her shoes just barely touching the edge of the pool. "I feel weird being here too, but, don't you think they would all be more happy if we continued on? More happy? La vida solo avanza mi amiga." Hara continued.
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Danganropa: Still Tides
FanfictionI'm going to be honest. This is a fanfic I decide to write using handful of my old Ocs that needed revamping. The uploading will be inconsistent. You read from the point of view of Fukumoto Saichi. The ultimate journalist. One of the sixteen studen...