Nekomaru helped me to my feet, and I steadied myself on his shoulder. I yawned deeply, trying to get rid of the grogginess. Nekomaru did not say anything; he just stood there and looked at me, presumably to make sure I was ok.
Monorakun was standing on his hind legs, in front of Jack and Hiyoko. He looked over at me, then at Rantaro.
"Alright, Shishano's conscious, NOW can we have the Monorakun File, you stupid metal furbag?" Hiyoko nearly spat at Monorakun.
I looked at Sakura, quizzically.
"Monorakun would not give us the Monorakun File because you were not dead, but were not conscious yet either," Sakura explained. "I had to take that Nitrous Oxide tank off of you to wake you up."
So that's what knocked me out. I made a mental note of this.
Monorakun, meanwhile, replied. "Yes, NOW you can have the Monorakun File, Grandma's Girl!"
I heard my E-Handbook go off, but did not immediately see it. Sakura walked over to the biceps machine and picked it up, then headed my way to deliver it to me. Opening it, I found the Monorakun File.
"Victim: Kyoko Kirigiri. Cause of Death: Acupuncture Gone Wrong. Secondary injury also present on the victim's throat; serious, but not fatal. No other notable injuries reported."
I blinked hard. I am actually sensitive to Nitrous Oxide, and it leaves me drowsy for a while afterwards. I needed to stay awake, however.
Rantaro spoke. "Ok, so who's gonna do what this time? There's only 7 of us left now, so I don't think having two of us on guard duty is gonna work anymore."
"Kehehehehe...an astute observation, Rantaro. I believe you are correct. I recognize that device poor Shishano was strapped to; I believe it came from the Chemistry Room. I would suggest someone examine it, while myself and another head to the Chemistry Room. Perhaps you, Hiyoko?" Korekiyo asked.
"Seriously? That's not gonna happen 'cause you're a weirdo. You're not taking me anywhere alone, Mr. Mummy!" Hiyoko snarkily replied.
"Ah, c'mon Korekiyo, I'll chase your ass around the Chemistry Room for a while! Kyeehahahahahaha! Now move your ass!" Jack Syo cackled as she ran at Korekiyo. Korekiyo, unfazed, actually turned his back on Jack Syo and calmly walked out of the room, with her yapping his ears off.
"I'll handle guard duty," Nekomaru volunteered. "Shishano, you can handle Kyoko for us."
I stood up and took several steps, but suddenly felt dizzy and went down to one knee, shaking my head. "I...cannot. Not yet. Sensitive to...Nitrous Oxide. I...am sorry."
A hush fell over the room. Everyone remaining seemed to be glancing at one another, then back at Kyoko, then at me, then at each other again.
It seemed I would have to make the decision for them. "Sakura?"
"Yes, Shishano?"
"I trust you...to examine Kyoko's injuries. Until...this fog in my..." I yawned again. "Mind passes. I will take...over...when I can. Please?"
Sakura's face hardened, but she gave a slight nod. "I shall do my best. Having seen more than my fair share of combat, perhaps I may be the next best suited for this task. Please, let me know when you have recovered, Shishano. I shall do my best for you, at the meanwhile."
Everyone departed, except for Sakura, Nekomaru, Monorakun, and myself. Still trying to shake the cobwebs out, my eyes landed on a blood spray on the back wall, over the Gym Mat.
To me, it looked to be about 5 feet off the ground, and made from a small distance away. Not right up against the wall, but close to it.
"You ok over there?!" A male voice called out. Nekomaru, no doubt.
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Danganronpa: Boiling Point
FanfictionShishano Kantoku, the Ultimate Mortician, has spent her entire life around the dead. From her family, she has learned every mortuary ritual known to man, including cairns, funeral pyres, taxidermy, cremation, and every burial ritual in existence. No...
