He marched over to the table and began effectively eating all four of the skewers. Akane cried that he'd started eating, but he assured her that his actions had a purpose. His real target was the iron skewers used to hold the roasted meat and vegetables together.
"This iron skewer is definitely a dangerous item. I must take full responsibility and collect it!" He informed.
As he finished, Teruteru came in. "Heeeey! Looks like everyone's here!" He greeted. ". . .huh? Whaaaaa-!? Some messy eater ruined Miss Y/N's arrangement!"
"Who made this dish?" Byakuya asked sternly.
"Th-That would be me, but. . .um. . ." Teruteru struggled. "Are you a food critic. . .?"
"What are you plotting? Cooking with such dangerous items. . ." The progeny questioned.
"D-Dangerous. . .?" Teruteru was taken aback by his accusation. "That's churrasco, it's a South American meal where you stab meat on an iron skewer to cook it. . . It felt really tropical and exotic, so I thought it would totally fit the party's atmosphere."
". . . These iron skewers are a problem." Byakuya stated.
"Eh!?" Teruteru panicked. "Iron skewers aren't allowed either!?"
"If that's how you're acting, then there might be more skewers than just these. . ." The blonde inferred. "Hey. . . Hajime. Come with me. I need your help."
". . . Wh-Why me!?" Hajime reacted to his request.
"It's your fault for standing right in front of him. . ." Kazuichi pointed out. "My condolences. . ."
Hajime sighed and followed Byakuya out of the banquet hall. Everyone else resumed their respective conversations, though Teruteru got antsy and headed back to the kitchen. I started getting a little worried and went to check on them, only to find the kitchen in complete disarray.
"Ah! What happened in here. . .!?" I asked upon seeing the mess.
"We just removed all the dangerous items." Byakuya stated. "What are you doing here?"
"You three were taking a while and Akane looks about ready to start eating the tablecloth if she has to. . ." I explained.
"Well, since you're here now Y/N," Teruteru started. "Did you happen to see a fifth iron skewer when you were cleaning in here?"
"A fifth iron skewer. . .?" I repeated. "I don't think so. I didn't bother counting when I put them away, but I don't think there was more than five. . ."
"You see? It's just as I told you," The chef turned to Byakuya. "No matter how clean this place gets. . . stuff is still bound to go missing in an old building, right?"
"If it's been missing all along. . . we can't really do anything about it, right?" Hajime tried to convince Byakuya.
The progeny sighed and agreed. "You're right. . . There's no place to hide such a long skewer, anyway. . . Very well. . . all I need to do is keep a watchful eye."
"Don't tell me you plan to. . . keep a watchful eye all night long?" Hajime asked for confirmation.
"All right, let's go back. The others should be waiting." Byakuya turned and exited the kitchen. "You too, Teruteru, Y/N. Come to the banquet hall for now."
I sighed as I left the messy kitchen and followed them back to the banquet hall. I'll have to go clean that up later. . .
"Ah, they're finally back!" Mahiru greeted as the four of us entered.
"Hey, let's eat already! I'm starvin'!" Akane complained.
". . .There's still an issue we need to address first." Byakuya informed her.
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Masked Hope (Nagito x Fem!Reader)
FanfictionY/N L/N, the Ultimate Doll, wakes up on a tropical island she's never seen before. This is a Nagito x Fem!Reader story, based in Danganronpa 2: Goodbye Despair. I will try to have you, as the reader, participate in the main story as much as possible...
