Against All Odds || Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu x Fem!Reader

What Happened to Mahiru Koizumi

Mahiru Koizumi, Ultimate Photographer

height .................. 5'4

weight ................... 101 lb

chest ................... 77 cm

blood type ................... A

birthday .................. April 24th

The victim's body was discovered inside the Beach House at Chandler Beach.

The estimated time of death is 3:00 p.m.

The cause of death is a single killing blow to the head with a blunt instrument. Aside from that, the body has no other external injuries, and no traces of foreign substances such as drugs were detected. 

Around 3:00 p.m... that's around the time that you, Kazuichi, and Hajime got to the diner...

Looking around, you gazed at Ibuki, who was now looking up at you from her own Monokuma file.

You had changed into your everyday clothes, albeit your hair was still mostly damp, and came back to the beach house. It was only you and Ibuki left now.

"3:00 p.m..." Ibuki hummed. "Time of deathhh! Look, Ibuki figured out the time of death!" She cheered.

You opened your mouth to correct her before simply sighing and shaking your head. "Yeah, sure. Ibuki figured it out. Good job." You praised sarcastically, and she grinned.

After a moment, your eyes landed upon a shiny object.

A shiny object covered in blood...

"Hey, what in the world...."

"AHhh!" Ibuki screeched. "Blood! It's bloooood!"

You sighed, reaching out to pick up the baseball bat. As your hand curled around the handle, you felt the sticky feeling of blood beneath your palm and you grimaced. It must have been a hard hit if the blood spattered all the way to the handle too....

You had a weird feeling... like... something was missing here.

Something big. It would probably piece everything together... But what was it?

"Dammit..." You huffed. "It said she was killed with a blunt object. This baseball bat had to be that object."

Ibuki tilted her head. "OHHHHHHH I've seen that bat beforeee!"

You blinked, your eyes snapping to hers. "Huh!? Ibuki, where?"

She smiled, giving you a peace sign with her fingers. "Well, I saw it on the video game!"

"What... video game?"

"Y'know! The one Fuyuhiko played!"

You blinked. "Fuyuhiko hasn't played any video games..."

The simply nodded. "Oh, don't be a silly goose! Ibuki saw it with my own two beautifully pink eyes!!"

You could only stare at her in surprise. Then... it clicked. "Wait.... I-Ibuki, when did you see Fuyuhiko playing that game?" 

Fuyuhiko had played the motive game.... That... That must be why he's acting so odd.... But he didn't kill Mahiru. He didn't, right? He promised you he wouldn't do anything to anyone.

Ibuki hummed, fidgeting with her spiky earrings. "Like... maybe a few nights ago? Ibuki has good hearing, not good memory! Haha, if I were to name this a song, it's be Listening Ears, No Remembering Brain!"

You nodded slowly, looking back at the bat in your hand. "Yeah...." You mumbled, putting the bat back on the ground.

Looking around again, it wasn't long before  you found something else.

A small anime mask, or what you assumed to be an anime mask at least, thrown a few feet away from Mahiru's body.

Did... the killer wear this to hide their identity...?

No, they'd totally stand out... it's such a.... well, it's unique to be short.

You sighed looking back at Mahiru's body.

It was leaned against the front door of the beach house.

That must be why you couldn't get in that way earlier....

Maybe she tried to run away when she was hit the first time.... no, she was only hit once.

She didn't have time.

Your eyes trailed to the blood. But... it's streaked....

Did someone drag her to block the door...?

"Jeez, that's a lot of bottles!" Ibuki laughed.

You looked over, blinking. "Huh?"

She pointed to the trash can. "Look! There's like thirty different empty water bottles! Someone must've wanted to get slippery and wet, haha!"

You winced at her choice of words and looked away. 

Sure enough, the trash can was overflowing with water bottles. Why in the world would anyone need that many bottles of water?

You sighed, putting a hand on your hip. Well.... your clean one. "Let's get out of here... I need to talk to Fuyuhiko."

Ibuki blinked. "Huh? Are we done investigating? Ibuki likes investigating!!"

You shrugged. "Just... come on. Or stay here, whatever. Just.... im going. There's nothing else here." 

And without giving her a chance to respond, you left the beach house, careful not to step on the footprints in the sand.