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Deep Fried Teruteru

Akemi:

I stood next to Nagito as we went down in the elevator with the class, everyone was making idle conversation to ease their nerves. 

Junko was excitedly jumping around and bugging me, saying how exciting it was for me to be in a courtroom again. I ignored her as per usual and just focused on remembering things. It was easier now, it didn't hurt as much anymore. 

What was that thing I saw? Where it was all green? That feels like something really, really important... I remember two names, Kiri and Naegi.... Who are they?

I furrowed my brows as I watched Junko dance around the elevator, and seeing her reminded me of something that I couldn't quite put my finger on... 

It has something to do with a gymnasium... 

"Yeah, the gym at Hope's Peak," Junko spoke, suddenly being right in my ear.

I forgot that she was in my mind... of course she can hear what I'm thinking about.

She giggled deviously, "Oh yeah, and I hear everything you think about Mr. Hopegasm! Honestly, it's kind of annoying. Also, the whole amnesia trope is getting old. Especially now that you know about it... It's like, a massive pain in the ass because I just want to tell you everything!"

I hummed quietly, Then why don't you?

"Because that's no fun either."

The elevator doors opened before I could do more, while Monokuma and the others bickered, I looked around the courtroom and let my legs take me to a spot around the ring of booths. 

"Puhuhu... it seems like our little psychologist remembers her spot!" Monokuma calls and I jumped, turning to look at everyone as they stared at me. Some were confused, some were suspicious, but a few of them looked sympathetic. Nagito was just smirking at me.

I felt Junko's arms wrap around my waist as she laughs, "You're about to experience your first trial for a second time! It's like if you could get your virginity back and lose it again, you know??"

Monokuma has everyone else stand in their assigned seats, and I noticed that I was directly infront of Monokuma and across from Nagito. 

"Now then," Monokuma says, his eye gleaming red as he gazed at us all, "Let's begin with a simple explanation of the class trial. During the class trial, you will present your arguments for who the killer is, and vote for "whodunnit"."

Junko sighed in my ear with a bored tone, "You know this already, it'll do you more good if you try and remember the other trials..."

Other trials?

"From before. Like the one you were dreaming of earlier today," she comments and I could practically feel her roll her eyes.

Oh... okay.

Taking her advice, I think as hard as I can.

So, as far as I know, the first appearance of blood in my memories aside from the gym is in that shower. So that was the first murder?

"Sayaka Maizono."

The ultimate popstar. I remember her now... she was manipulative. She wanted to leave so bad she had the intention to murder the guy who eventually killer her.

The writing N037 was in the shower... but she wouldn't have just written a jumble of numbers... so.... L-E-O-N... Leon. Leon Kuwata. Oh yeah! He was the ultimate baseball star, right?

"The trial is starting, focus you idiot!" Junko shouts, letting go of me.

Bitch.

I tune back into what's going on, but I was still half-way remembering things about the trial. The others were bickering about what they were supposed to do.