Danganronpa: The Ultimate Killing Game

Chapter 1; Act 5 Execution

Please read the author's note at the end.

"W-what?" Maizono stammered, almost falling off her stand. "What makes you think I'm the k-killer?"

"You were the only one who visibly broke down after the motive, you were also closest to the supply closet without having to deal with someone else," Kirigiri said pointedly.

"If that's your argument think about Akamatsu-san and Amami-Kun, I was standing next to them before the blackout!" wailed Maizono.

"Okay, let's explore that idea for a bit." Kirigiri deadpanned. "Can anyone think of why it couldn't be Amami?"

"Oh, oh, oh, pick me!" Mioda jumped around on her podium. After Kirigiri gave her the okay Ibuki continued. "Amami's in the delicious Doughnut! The blackend's in the doughnut hole!"

"Yes, now let's take a look at Akamatsu, do you happen to know how to work the recording device?"

"No, I perform live." the pianist stated. "Recording just don't do music as good as live does."

"That's a flimsy excuse!" Maizono accused. "She could be pretending she doesn't know!"

"Well, what's your excuse?"  Akamatsu jabbed back. "The device is yours, it would make sense for you to know how to use it!"

"But Komaeda had it!"

"You could've recorded the message, changed the setting and gave Komaeda instructions!"

"I... I..." Sayaka stuttered trying to find an excuse.

"Hahahahahahahahahahaha!" Komaeda suddenly burst out. "Look at you Maizono! They've cornered you, aren't you going to fight back? Don't you want to see Satomi-chan and the others again?"

"W-what about Hanamura?" Maizono suggested. "He was only tied up by an apron, he could've gotten out!"

"Not possible, when I checked on the damn perv he was still fuckin' tied up. " Mondo pointed out.

"Hanamura, what was the most eye-catching thing you saw after the blackout?" Kirigiri asked.

"Well, the hole in the floor my dear." the tiny chef moaned.

"And where was Mikan?"

"Um, I don't know."

"We haven't even talked about a light source!" Maizono tried again.

"I have a theory on that," I stated. "If the killer is someone who is musically inclined they could've relied on sound alone."

"Ooh, that makes sense!" Junko supported. "If they used a light we'd have totally seen the bitch through the floorboards!"

"Okay and what about sand?" the singer pressed. "If I were down there my feet would be covered in sand!"

"As Monokuma stated, the blackened is amongst those in the actual trial." Kirigiri reminded us. "If you look around, none of us have sand on our feet."

"Then what are you suggesting?" I inquired.

"In the storage closet I noticed a few rolls of tarp." the lavender haired detective explained. "One of the rolls had sand and blood clinging to it. I unrolled it to test the length, I found it was possible to reach the body without touching the sand if used."

"I-I can't take it anymore!" Maizono sniffled in a voice unusual for her. "It was me! Komaeda made me!"

There was a collective gasp throughout the room. By that point had been clear it was Sayaka, but this confession was unexpected.

"He made me!" Maizono wept, tears running down her face. "It wasn't my fault, it was his! He's the killer, not me! Do you hear me? Not me! Not me! NOT ME!!!"

This was quite the turn of events, but we have to be sure first. Is Maizono really guilty? What if the blame falls to whoever pushed the killer?

"I guess this is a good time to but in." Monokuma suddenly said. "You're probably thinking 'does making someone kill make you the killer?'. Well, the answer is, I'm not guilty in murders!" He finished with a laugh.

"So then, let's go over the crime once more," Kirigiri ordered. "Kiibo, with your memory you are best suited for this."

I nodded and went back over the event in my head.

"Sometime before the party Komaeda had arranged to meet the killer... When they met, Komaeda told the killer he had a plan to help them escape. So the two put a plan in action.

First, Komaeda used the killer's recording device to make a diversion to throw us off. He recorded his own voice and altered the recording for extra security.

Next, Komaeda went on cleaning duty with Fujisaki and Tojo. At that time he had readied the power, saw, and knife for the killer but before he could hide a spare knife Fujisaki caught him, and from that point, Komaeda couldn't do anything for the plan.

When the party started the killer got ready to bolt for the saw. The power went out just as Komaeda had planned and the killer quickly made their way under the floorboards and cut them, making Hagakure fall...
Once Hagakure was down there the killer quickly plunged the knife into his chest before fleeing.
But our culprit managed to not get blood or sand on them, this was because they used the tarps as a walkway and shield... There was only one person who could've pulled this off, and that's you... Sayaka Maizono..." I finalized my closing argument.

"..." Sayaka stared in shock. "Y-you're right..." She shook, tears cascading down from her eyes. "I'm the guilty one..."

"It's voting time!" cheered the ever-annoying bear. "Will you make the right choice? Or a dreadfully wrong one?"

The votes were tallied with over fifty votes for Maizono, and a single one for Komaeda.

"Aww darn," Komaeda sighed. "I really thought your hope would win Sayaka, my friend..."

"YOU!" Sayaka Maizono yelled. "You are NOT my friend! You have no right to call me by my first name!" With that Sayaka stormed over to where Monokuma sat, and she slammed down the button herself. Maizono is then dragged off and a screen turns on and reads: "Sayaka Maizono's Final Performance"

Maizono is placed on a stage, with the form of a giant bear trap lining its edge. A score meter appears behind her, and Monokuma hands her a microphone.

"This one's for you Naegi!" she shouts before she starts singing "High Hopes" by Panic at the Disco. Just after Maizono finished the song Monokuma knocked down the full score meter, crushing the singer. This triggered the failure condition and the bear trap subsequently slammed shut, closing itself around the idol's hand.

Holy Atua, do I take forever. Sorry for the eon of a wait, but senior year of high school is a bitch. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this. Bye for probably another eternity!