Danganronpa v1 [Talentswap] [Female reader: You are Mukuro]

Ch 1.1: The First (Un)Official Class Meeting

The walk to the dorms with Kyoko was a quiet one. I hadn't really expected anything else. Although I was fairly surprised that she was able to carry Makoto so easily—but admittedly also a little impressed. While he was a pretty small person, it was still a lot of weight; however, it seemed that she was able to carry him with hardly an issue at all.

The room was not hard to find. The dormitory hall was bright red, and each door was labelled with the name of a student as well as an accompanying picture for good measure. We found his room, no trouble. It had a sprite of Makoto on the door. Using his room key, we were able to enter the room with his name and lay him on the bed.

The room was red like the halls and sparse in decoration with plain-looking but otherwise adequate furnishings that included a matching wooden desk and drawers. On the desk was a notepad for writing. A small monitor was built into the wall and in the corner of the room was another camera. The room's most distinguishable feature was the fact that steel plates were bolted to the wall, just like the ones in the empty classroom.

A small noise of discomfort came from Makoto as he was laid on the bed. I checked his pulse. He seemed ok for the time being, but I decided that I should probably check on him before we assembled in the cafeteria, to make sure nothing was wrong. He needed to recover. If he wasn't awake by then, I could always inform him about the meeting's content later. At the moment, it was more important that he was safe.

"Thank you for accompanying me," said Kyoko.

I nodded in response. We stood in silence for a moment before I added, a thought coming to me, "Since we're already together... let's just stick together while we investigate, ok?"

While I preferred investigating alone, I wanted to comply with the agreement.

"Actually, I'd better be going now—"

I frowned. "Do you have some sort of private business to attend to?"

No response.

"The agreement was to stick together," I added, my tone a little harsher than I had intended.

That was the trouble with first impressions. Sure, she's piqued my interest—I mean, how could I not be entranced? But that didn't mean we were quite ready for trust. I didn't know how I felt about the whole lone wolf act. Even I could be sociable on occasion.

"It's nothing... Forget about it."

Perhaps it was just my imagination, but she seemed on edge. But when I met her eyes, I saw none of that. She was back to her normal impassive demeanor.

"Actually, you know what? Have you seen the locked corridors? There's one right down the hall." To my surprise, she shifted her tone, somehow willing and cooperative.

I shook my head. "I didn't have the time. I was already late."

She nodded. "I'll show you."

Without a glance back, she walked out of the room, undoubtably expecting me to follow behind.

I kept pace alongside her, despite the fact that her stride was surprisingly quick in her high-heeled boots.

It was silent except for the click of shoes against what was the same tile floor as in the other hallways. The (once again) dimly lit halls were not exactly inviting for the prospect of friendly conversation. More than anything, I was wary of wandering off. I was uneasy. The idea of being left alone with Kyoko was finally starting to hit me.

She lead me to the end of a short corridor. It was barred from access, but you could see right through the metal screen to the other side. However, there wasn't much to see. It just lead somewhere off-limits.