Danganronpa: Boiling Point

Chapter 20: Third Floor Investigation

I fell into a rather restless sleep that night, another rare dream visiting my mind. This time, I saw the boy who had slapped my best friend, sitting across from me at one of the tables at the mortuary's downstairs lobby. I had offered to get him some tea, and he gratefully accepted.

I left him nearby and headed to the downstairs kitchen, where I kept the special ingredients for my secret recipe, "Buresuresu Suimin", locked in a pantry. It's a black tea, served warm, with two special, secret ingredients. One of them calms the nerves in small doses, and the other, I am unfortunately allergic to ingesting.

I carefully stirred the two ingredients into the teapot I kept locked up, and made the pot of tea the same way I had always made it before. Afterwards, I brought the tea kettle and cup with me, on a plate, to the boy.

After I made the boy the Buresuresu Suimin and placed the cup before him, I poured him a cup and gently placed it before him, smiling. He thanked me, and took a small drink to taste it. Before long, he finished the entire cup.

Before too long, it started. First, the boy started getting drowsy and confused, which I attributed to it being so late at night.

Next, the boy started complaining of nausea and stomach pains. No worries, I had already prepared a disposable tarp over the floor to make things easier to clean up. I helped lay him down on the floor, saying he would be less likely to fall and hurt himself if he wasn't feeling well.

Shortly after I laid him down and stepped away, the boy began vomiting and convulsing in the floor, at one point almost trying to make a snow angel in his own vomit for several seconds. Naturally, I watched patiently and smiled, for the smells of the dead weren't much worse than the ones given off by the living. He was getting exactly what he deserved, for what he did to my best friend, and he would never hurt another girl for the rest of his rapidly shortening life.

Eventually, the boy lay still. I checked his pulse after about 30 seconds, and found none. A smile spread wider across my face, and I breathed a small sigh of relief.

"You will never hurt my friends again," I softly whispered under my breath as I wrapped him up in the tarp, and loaded him up on a low dolly. I pushed him over to the crematorium, only the click of my heels echoing down the hallway.

"Wake up, everyone! It's 7am, and Nighttime is now over! Time to enjoy another fun-filled day at The Ultimate Talent Enhancement Center!" Monorakun's growling voice woke me up, as it did most mornings.

I got myself dressed, admiring myself at times in the full-length mirror, then slipped on my dark grey low heels and and headed towards the Dining Hall. With another successful Class Trial, I figured another floor would be opened, so I opened the Chat function, and was not disappointed.

*Shishano Kantoku entered the chat.
Mondo Owada: Hey, if anyone's looking for me or Nekomaru today, we'll be up at the new Shop Room on the third floor. Gotta build these hamsters a new, respectable home, and there's plenty of tools and materials up here to do it.
Hiyoko Saionji: So what? There's a dance hall up here too, and it actually doesn't suck, unlike the rest of this place!
*Hiyoko Saionji left the chat.
Korekiyo Shinguji: Kehehehe...All the prisoners here, so happy with their new cells. Such beauty!
Shishano Kantoku: So there's a Shop Room and a Dance Hall up there. Anything else?
Rantaro Amami: I don't know yet. Want to go see after breakfast?

Wait...Rantaro wishes to accompany me up there? I was certainly not one to turn him down. He was reasonably attractive, and respectful to everyone.

Shishano Kantoku: Certainly. Let's eat, then head up there together.
Rantaro Amami: Sounds good to me. See you in the Dining Hall!
*Rantaro Amami left the chat.
*Shishano Kantoku left the chat.