Gutted || THH

Progress

Lolita - Lana Del Ray
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Hey Lolita, hey,
Hey Lolita, hey,
I know what the boys want,
I'm not gonna play

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"Then... Sayaka is the one who took the knife?" You let out a hum and Makoto's words, looking at the two witnesses to confirm the speculation. "That's the only possibility." Sakura nodded her head before continuing.

"And thinking back on it, she was acting kind of unusual..." Sakura put a finger to her chin. "When she came into the dining hall, she didn't even look at us. She just went straight to the kitchen. As she left, she said she just wanted a drink of water. But that was likely a lie."

A nervous look was present on Makoto's face, letting out a shaky laugh. "I'm sure... I'm sure she just took it for self-defense..." You kept your lips sealed, allowing him to feign ignorance a little longer.

Byakuya seemed to suspend the same disbelief as you, though he spoke out about it. "So you're saying the knife she took...was then taken from her, and she was killed with it? In that case, you may not have taken the knife, but you still could have killed her."

Makoto was taken aback by how they still seemed to suspect him. "What?!" Toko pointed a shaky finger at him, always seeking to blame other people for everything bad in her life. "S-See!? He did do it, a-after all!"

The yelling was starting to make your head hurt, your eyes squinting as you leaned against the podium to direct your anger toward her. "Oh, shut up." She let out a squeak-like noise, flinching back as a flush of shame crept up her cheeks.

"So that's how you would twist the argument and send us all off in the wrong direction!? Hm-hmm... You possess a most terrifying talent..." You rolled your eyes at Hifumi's words, annoyed at how the conversation was just going backward.

Kyoko put a hand up, silencing the accusations. "Hold on. It's still too early to decide conclusively that Makoto is the killer, wouldn't you say? Because you see, if the room did belong to the killer, then they did something most bewildering. And until we unravel that little mystery, you simply can't declare that he's the killer."

Why are pretty people always so complicated?

You shook your head at her riddle of a speech, her words earning a rising temper from Mondo. "Bewildering? What the hell are you talking about!?" Kyoko crossed her arms over her chest, directing her eyes to you and Makoto. "Something was missing from the scene of the crime that by all rights should have been there. You know what I'm talking about, don't you?"

It took a few seconds to understand, but you got it faster than Makoto did. Letting out a hum, you nodded your head. "Right, there wasn't any hair in Makoto's room. Not even his own."

Chihiro tilted her head to the side, looking at you were a confused look. "So, the culprit removed some evidence?" Makoto nodded his head, shifting to stand up straight.

"Yes. And if I were the culprit, why would I need to get rid of all the hair in my own room? It wouldn't be unusual at all to find my hair at the crime scene if the crime scene is in my room."

Leon had a dopey look on his face, looking both confused and annoyed. "Okay? So, why wasn't there any hair on the ground?" Kyoko directed her attention away from him, leaning her chin into her hand. "The killer got rid of it all, of course. To remove any trace that they had ever been there."

A surprised grunt could be heard from Mondo, looking up to see his brows furrowed with a scowl on his face. "Wait, then that means...?" You let out a sigh, glad progress was actually being made now.