Danganronpa: New Generation of Death

chapter 12

"Crap. What do we do?!!" Rieko said, clearly not happy about the situation they've been put in.

"Don't ask me. I'm not ashamed of my secret," Mishiga said, and everyone just glared at him.

He raised his hands in defeat. "Now don't go and think something else," he said, sighing.

"Well what should we do?" Tamaki asked. Everyone shrugged. "Let's just sleep for a while," Mishiga said, yawning.

"Sleeping is all you care about?!!" Rieko asked him furiously, grabbing his collar and lifted Mishiga upwards.

"Yeah so?" He asked, completely unfazed as if this had happened at some point in his life.

Rieko growled before letting go of him. "If you're killed, I rather die than solving who the murderer is," she said, before leaving.

Everyone just seemed to be both in despair and were lost. Mishiga, he had a different case. He was neither in despair nor being hopeful.

He then stood up and went to his room, sighing. "NOW I miss Max," he said as he took a deep breath.

Flashback

"Hello there!!"

"......"

"Hello?"

"......."

"WAKEY WAKEY SLEEPYHEAD!!!" A boy, having a  somewhat American accent in his Japanese, yelled into Mishiga's ear.

Mishiga sighed and looked at him. He had yellow blond hair, blue shining eyes and the brightest smile he had ever seen so far.

"The name's Max. You?" He said to Mishiga. When he looked up at what's on his head, no floating girl.

Mishiga then looked around, and saw plenty of the boys having floating girls on their heads, most of them wearing inappropriate clothing.

'This guy doesn't have a first love...well thank goodness...' he thought. "Mishiga. That's my name," he introduced himself.

End of Flashback

"Why did you had die for me, Max," he muttered as he laid himself onto the bed, as he slowly closed his eyes.

He then heard the door opened and slowly closed. He pretended to be asleep, still closing his eyes.

He then heard the footsteps as it got nearer. Then silence. 'Oh shit,' he thought before rolling off of the bed, before he felt a sharp pain on his arm.

He got to his feet and saw that it was Echo. He blinked as he saw her holding onto a knife.

"Alright. First of all why do you have a knife?" He asked, and she stayed silent, being emotionless.

She then looked at him, her eyes appearing to be emotionless. "Ah crap. You've indulged yourself into despair...." Mishiga muttered.

She then ran towards him, knife being in ready. Mishiga waited for the right time before he grab hold of the blade, which hurts like hell, and threw it away, pinning Echo to the wall.

"Echo! Wake up!!" He said to her, holding onto her wrists as Echo was fidgeting a lot, trying to resist him.

'Seems like she couldn't. Well there's one that I haven't done yet...but I don't like it,' he thought, sighing.

"Here goes nothing," he said, taking a deep breath and pressed his lips against hers.