As we were going to the gym, I was still shocked.
There's no way any of us would kill just so that we can leave. At least, that's what I thought until now.
Hirohito Demegawa, the Ultimate Politician, dead already...
We haven't even had the chance to know him that well.
"What the hell happened in your room, Phoebe?" asks Katsumi.
"Well, last night Hayato asked me to block my door with something heavy and sturdy, so I did, and right after that I went to sleep. Then when I woke up a few minutes ago..."
I have a slight feeling that Phoebe killed Hirohito, but I don't wanna believe it.
"Would Hirohito be the one who stole your keys?" Nitoru questions.
"If I remember correctly, Hirohito lives between Ikeru and Nitoru," I state. "Lived, anyway."
"And Phoebe would just be across the hallway, diagonally," adds Katsumi.
"What did you use to block your door, anyway?" I ask Phoebe.
"Initially, the chair from my desk," Phoebe answers. "Then I took your toolkit and tried boarding up the door using the chair. But then Monokuma showed up, and said it wasn't allowed, though he was forgiving since it wasn't stated in the handbook — well, it is now. So instead of nailing the chair to the door, I nailed it to the floor in front of the door."
"Katsumi - hate to break it to ya, but you're leaving bloody footprints!" panics Nitoru.
"I must have stepped on Hirohito's blood..." replies Katsumi. "We should really hurry to the gym."
Hirohito's blood is fresh... Interesting.
The four of us arrive at the gym, where Hikari, Yuuki, and Ikeru already stand.
"Any insights, Hayato?" asks Ikeru. "You are the Ultimate Forensic Psychologist."
"Not much as of the moment, since I don't want to get in trouble with Monokuma for being late. But, I can say that the blood was fresh... And pink. Not to mention, Katsumi accidentally stepped on a puddle."
Katsumi takes off her right shoe and shows the sole to everyone.
"Are you sure you aren't the killer, Katsumi?" says Yuuki.
"I am certain. When we start investigating, I'll prove I'm not the killer."
Natsuki is the last to enter the room.
"Upupupupu!" laughs Monokuma suddenly appearing on the podium. "Finally! A murder!"
"Really, who's behind this thing?" asks Takeshi. "I'd really like to know, 'cuz damn, he's sadistic."
"Or she," reminds Kudoko.
"Did anyone here witness the murder?" asks Yuuki. Nobody raises their hand — or as Katsumi would say, 'zier' hand.
"Nobody?" repeats Yuuki.
"Nope!" exclaims Monokuma. "And for this murder, you shall all be given the Monokuma File! It is now downloaded into all of your E-Handbooks."
I open my E-Handbook.
"Hey, Hayato. I think you should listen to Monokuma first," says Ikeru.
"You're right," I reply.
"I have a question," says Kudoko. "How much time do we have to investigate?"
"Oh, I'll give you just enough time as soon as you leave the gym! But when time's up, time's up!"
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Danganronpa 4
Fanfictioni bribed my english teacher 3 NOK for grammar check Meet Hayato Tachibana, the Ultimate Forensic Psychologist, who attends Hope's Peak Academy one day. Unfortunately, he passes out, and realizes that the only way to escape is to kill and get away wi...