𝙺𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚂𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚛 ~Danganronpa x Reader~

Time Wasting

"Okay! Lift your arms up, and down! One, two, three, four!" Monokuma instructed. Some of us did what Monokuma said, others stood still, clearly not wanting to be involved in any of Monokuma's bullshit. I tried to do what he instructed, but the pain was too strong sometimes, so once in a while I just leaned back against the gym walls.

"One, two, three, four!" Taka repeated while lifting his arms up.

"Ahh, doesn't this feel just great?! Being stuck inside like this, you gotta make sure to stay healthy!" Monokuma giggled.

"You're the o-one keeping us 'stuck inside'..." Toko mentioned.

"Don't sweat the small stuff! That's my motto. Whoa, I sounded pretty cool just now, don'tcha think? Did you fall in love with me? Am I just to die for? Am I just to die in writhing agony for?"

I felt tempted to punch Monokuma...no wonder Junko stepped on him yesterday. I seriously don't blame her.

"Why did you even want us to exercise in the first place?" Sakura huffed.

"Hey hey! No complaining!" Monokuma yelped. "Exercising isn't 'just' exercising! If exercise makes you laugh, exercise will make you cry! Now, if you keep doing these exercises, you will uncover the secret of the Assassin's Fist! Passed down from generation to generation in the empire of darkness... The power can be yours!"

"That sounds like the kind of junk a middle schooler would come up with..." Hifumi teased.

"That doesn't matter. Are we only going to be exercising? That doesn't seem like something you'd have us do..."

"Of course not! Did you really fall for that?? God, humans are idiots!" Monokuma yelped. "I invited you here just to give you a warning. You know what happened to Y/N and almost happened to Junko, yeah? Get in my way or harm me, and your life is on the line!"

"We already know that," Celeste sighed. "I thought that much was obvious."

"Now, that's where you're mistaken! Some people here are too stupid to see that fact as obvious!"

Monokuma glared at me while saying that. I swallowed the excess bile that was swarming around my throat, trying to ignore Monokuma's sharp glare.

"H-Hey...don't look at me," I snapped at Monokuma. He placed his paws up to his mouth and stifled a giggle.

"Puhuhu...you're the one who went in front of spears. You should be the Ultimate Suicide instead of the Ultimate Therapist."

"It was t-to save a friend! It's not like I wanted to be impaled," I hissed.

"Yeah, yeah. This friendship stuff is gonna make me sick."

Monokuma hopped off of the wooden slabs and stared at me and my classmates. Now that I think about it, once again, the timeline of events is all off. Usually NOW would be when we explored the 2nd floor. Instead, Monokuma is just giving us a "warning" instead of telling us about the 2nd floor, since he did that yesterday. Huh...odd.

"Anywayss...I hope you liked that I wasted your time!" Monokuma chuckled. "See ya later!"

With that, he disappeared.

"What a waste of time," Togami sighed.

"You are correct. That was a waste," Celeste agrees. "I need to take my daily shower anyways. Good bye."

Celeste leaves the room. There must've been a reason why the script is changing so much...maybe it's changing because I saved Sayaka and Junko?

"I'll be going to my room," I stated. "I feel sick."

"Take it easy, alright?" Hina tells me. I nodded, giving her a reassuring smile.

"Alright. I will."

I turned around and left the gym, heading straight to my dorm room. My head was pounding and it felt like the world was spinning. Once I was in my dorm room, I collapsed on my bed without much thought. I winced at the impact of the bed and my injuries, but I tried to ignore it. My whole body was aching and itchy, and I hated it.

I groaned as I closed my eyes, trying to sleep away my pain. Sleeping would be better than being in this overwhelming pain, that seemed to have been non-stop.

I took a few deep breaths...trying to ignore the pain that I felt...I got this--! I'm the Ultimate Therapist...maybe there's some sort of knowledge I have that will keep my brain occupied...oh! Like drawing! Before I was transported to this video game world, I always told my siblings if they had any worries, concerns for the future, etc., they should write down their worries or draw it out on a piece of paper, just to grow accustomed to that worry, then throw the piece of paper (or drawing) away, to symbolize letting go of that worry. Or place the piece of paper in a secure location where you can't see it.

I never knew if my advice was helpful or not, but I might as well try my own advice, to see if my original advice was crappy or not. I opened my eyes as I slid my body upward, wincing at the burning I felt in my flesh and tissue. Maybe I shouldn't leave my bed and just let my wounds heal...any form of movement can slow down the healing process of my wounds.

I felt bad that I couldn't hang out with the others, or help them to a certain extent, because of this pain...but they're only characters, aren't they? I doubt my presence is making a big difference to the actual characters themselves, right? I don't know...

There was a knock on my door. I was too pained to get up, so I simply yelled out, "come in!"

Chihiro came into my room, frowning slightly. "H-Hey...are you doing okay?"

"I could be better, but you don't need to worry about it!" I tell them. Chihiro walks up to me, their lips curled downwards at my wounds.

"You're such a kind person...i-it hurts seeing you like this...u-um...the reason why I came in here is to...see if you were okay...since we're all worried about you, y-you know?" Chihiro informed me. I slid backwards, my back up against the back of my bed just so I could sit comfortably.

"Well, th-there's no need! I'm fine!" I lied. Honestly, the pain was awful. But what can they do about it? Chihiro looked at me with doubt but sighed.

"Alright...if you need anything, I'm here, okay?"

"Okay! Sounds good, Chi-chi!"

"Chi-chi...?" Chihiro gasped.

"O-Oh! Sorry...I should've asked if you wanted me to call you a nickname before doing it..."

"N-No! I actually like it...it just shocked me."

"Weeell...unless you don't like it, I'll continue calling you Chi-chi! Or just Chi. Ahh your name is full of endless opportunities for cute nick names!!" I squealed. I decided to flatter Chihiro, just to ignore and hide the pain I was experiencing. Which is something I'm used to doing, so needless to say, it was easy to get my brain off of this on-going burning sensation.

"A-Ah!" Chihiro yelped in surprise, their cheeks were turning red in embarrassment. "Umm...thank you...!"

"No problem-o, Chi-chi~!" I sang.

"I-I'll be going now...just so you can rest some more, if that's okay!"

"It is! See you later, Chi-chi!"

Chihiro shyly waved before walking away, closing the door behind them. I smiled to myself, knowing I did a job well done.

I closed my eyes, and slowly drifted off to sleep, trying to ignore the pain that I could barely handle anymore...

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I like how this chapter turned out, though it was a bit sloppy towards the end. I still hope it was enjoyable to read, and I hope you guys have a wonderful rest of your day <3

-When will Y/N heal?

-How to you like Chihiro's nicknames?

-Who do you think is the most concerned for Y/N's well-being?