Nostophobia

Iruma Miu

Romantic Kaematsu (again, no children are involved. Again, this should be obvious).

Iruma = in-game.
Miu = child.

TW: References to murder.

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Metal pieces and wires surrounded Iruma as she tinkered away in the gym. She wanted an accessible research lab like Akamatsu, but Monokuma refused to open up other floors in the Akademiya. There were a few strange buildings in the courtyard, but they couldn't figure out each building's function yet since they weren't open yet either. At least she could take over the gym.

After searching the entire Akademiya, Iruma couldn't find any stairs or hidden passageways. The Akademiya had five floors when you looked from the outside, but they could only access two plus the basement. There had to be fake walls somewhere! That's when Iruma decided to create a gadget that would find hidden passageways.

The creaky gymnasium doors swung open and Iruma's short, purple-haired nemesis skipped up to her. "Wow, Iruma. I know you're a cum dumpster, but to be digging through the trash?"

She rolled her eyes and flipped her middle finger up at Ouma. "This isn't trash! It's a masterpiece in the making! You're watching-"

"-the gorgeous girl genius, blah blah blah." When Ouma wasn't leaving, Iruma sighed and grabbed her tarp, covering the invention to protect it from dust. She turned to frown at the Ultimate Supreme Leader, only for him to grimace. "Did you fuck a squid?" Iruma wiped her face on her sleeve, noticing a black smear when she lowered her arm.

"What do you want?" She spat, trying to scrub her face clean on her sleeve as she lifted her steampunk goggles onto her head. Ouma didn't do anything without a reason.

His smirk concerned the woman, but not as much as his explanation. "I'm here to take you to the cheese room."

After replacing his words in her head a few times, she raised an eyebrow. "What in the ever-loving fuck is the cheese room?"

Ouma's smirk widened before he began giggling. Soon enough, he had doubled over in laughter. Iruma shot him a glare, unimpressed by the lack of explanation. "Just follow me. You need to see this to believe it."

Despite her distrust for the boy, Iruma stood up and brushed off her greasy uniform. Only characters in horror movies could be dumb enough to follow another during a killing game, but here Iruma was. During dinnertime the prior day, however, everyone had a deep conversation about the value of human lives. Everyone agreed murder wasn't acceptable to differing degrees. Even if they didn't agree on how serious murder could be, they all agreed that murdering children was nothing short of horrific. The children were to remain safe. Hoshi had even explained how prison inmates treated those who committed crimes against children and no one could fault it.

She followed Ouma until he stopped outside of the warehouse, the supreme leader snickering with each step. "Behold!" He announced and motioned to the door like a grand magician would during a magic trick. "The cheese room!" After he opened the door, she went to step inside, but Ouma pushed in front of her. "Supreme leaders first!" Iruma rolled her eyes and stopped the door from hitting her before walking into the warehouse.

When she stepped inside, an intense stench of cheese filled her nose and Iruma grimaced. Every single item on the warehouse shelves had been replaced with various types of cheeses. There were even cheeses that Iruma hadn't known existed!

Her heart dropped when she realised that this meant all of the scrap materials she'd planned to use for inventions were now... well... cheese. Did Monokuma do this to destroy her inventions? Was she getting close to a breakthrough?!