I Never Told You What I Do For A Living

Chapter 2

Makoto locked his door behind him, before leaning against it and slumping to the floor. In all honesty, he was nervous for tomorrow- What if Togami was lying? What if he was shunned the moment he walked into the cafeteria the next morning? He supposed he just had to put his trust in the heir, even if that was a bit hard to do after his actions during the second murder case. To look on the bright side, it might be nice to have someone who knew who he really was; it was tiring to constantly have to lie about his true identity. He could only hope things would play out in his favor... With a sigh he stands up again, taking a moment to look around his room and make sure nothing has changed. Much like everyone else's, his room was suited for his talent: various weapons were kept well-hidden, ranging from knives to cyanide. The Mastermind must really want him to kill somebody if they gave him this much... But he wouldn't give in, there was no way he'd risk it! Resigned, he turns off the light and gets into bed for the night.

Meanwhile, Byakuya can't seem to sleep, restlessly pacing about his room. Makoto Naegi was really an assassin? It seems surreal, even with all the information he has. Previously, he wouldn't have ever thought Naegi was capable of murder- He's soft-hearted, optimistic, empathetic, he always seemed repulsed by the thought of killing another person. It was hard for even Byakuya to believe. Still, it was an interesting turn of events, to say the least. Though he wanted to get to know him a little better, he had to be careful, the assassin could very well be plotting to kill him for knowing- But the payoff would be worth the risk in the end. Having someone as skilled as Naegi on his side could prove to be useful in winning this game, especially if he considered him a... 'Friend'. That's was the reason he told himself at least, he didn't want to admit to himself that he had a soft spot for someone like that. He was the heir to the Togami corporation, he wouldn't get attached to anyone here- His only goal was to win.

Makoto woke up to the usual sound of the morning announcements, rubbing the sleep from his eyes as he sat up in bed. Another nightmare... It wasn't anything unusual. He followed his usual routine of combing his hair (although it still looked like he had terrible bedhead), brushing his teeth, getting dressed, and making sure to carry something on him for self defense; anyone that didn't know him well would think he would be easy to attack, and he wasn't going to risk becoming the next victim. He couldn't help but let his mind wander to his encounter with Togami last night- It was odd to think that somebody as cold as the heir would ever show kindness to him, honestly, and even now he was hesitant to trust him at all. After what happened with Sayaka, it was hard to trust anyone at all.

To his relief, when he walked into the cafeteria that morning nothing seemed any different- His friends greeting him with a smile as he entered, and he smiled back, his anxiety subsiding as he made his way to the kitchen. So Togami was telling the truth... He supposed that solidified his trustworthiness for the time being. He made himself two pieces of toast for breakfast, usually he would eat more but the nightmare he had last night and the anxiety from worrying about his secret getting out... He didn't have much of an appetite after that. He turned his head as he heard the kitchen doors swing open behind him, seeing that Kyouko Kirigiri had entered the room. He was always wary of her, being that her investigation skills were comparable to that of a detective. Still, he wouldn't let that show.

"Ah, good morning Kirigiri!" Makoto smiles at her, placing his toast on a small plate.

She didn't give much of a response to that, silently grabbing a glass from the cupboards. He figured she just had a lot on her mind - But as he was about to leave the kitchen, she turns to him. "I heard quite the ruckus in the hallway last night." Her voice is deadpan as usual, but he can hear just a hint of suspicion coming from her. Suspicion directed towards him. "Considering that we're all supposed to stay in our rooms during the night hours, it was quite strange, wouldn't you agree?"