Hopeful Blacksmith (Danganronpa 1 x OC)

Chapter 11: Stalking...? Secrets...? Butts...!? DEATH!!

A/N:

Was listening to this while writing this whole chapter, her voice is just really good! Comment some songs with powerful voices since I really like those. Like, the songs that hit hard. --Author-chan!

A/N OVER!

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MONOKUMA THEATER!

- If fate does exist... does that mean your future is decided the moment you're born? If all your yesterdays pile up to create your tomorrow... is your future as final as your past? I just don't know. That's why I'm still alive-- because I don't know. That's why I desperately cling to life!

END OF MONOKUMA THEATER!
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I woke up the next morning thinking about Taka and Mondo and worrying that they may have gotten hurt, or worse. I quickly got ready and made my way to the dining hall. When I got there, instead of seeing them partially injured and regretting life choices, they had their arms around each other's shoulders and laughing out loud.

"Bahahaha! What are you talkin' about, bro?", Mondo laughed out loud.

"Kahahaha! What are YOU talkin' about, bro!?", Taka answered with greater enthusiasm.

"Huh...?", Makoto looked just as confused as me.

"What...? Did I miss something?", I looked back at everyone, and they just shrugged.

"Hey, Makoto! Kuno!", Mondo called us both with a huge smile.

"Thank you so much for acting as our witnesses yesterday!", Taka shook our hands with such strength that it made a mini earthquake in my head.

"Are they friends now...?", I asked.

"They've been like this all morning. They were all buddy-buddy as soon as they walked in. It feels gross.", Hina sighed.

"Feels gross? Hell no. Feels *great*, more like!", Mondo retorted.

"This almost feels like sexual harassment, somehow...", Hina gulped.

"Forget her, bro. A girl like her just doesn't get our manly bond! Friendship between man is stronger than blood! A woman could never understand!", Taka nodded.

"What you just said? Bro, that was cool as sh*t! I should get a tattoo of it!", Mondo laughed.

"No, bro, you musn't! Your body is a temple, given to you by your loving parents!", Taka didn't scold him, but laughed with him. At that point, I knew Taka was not the same.

"So, um... who won the contest?", Makoto asked.

"Who gives a sh*t!?", Mondo yelled.

"Yeah, don't ask stupid questions! What matters is that we both took part in it together!", Taka backed up Mondo with firm belief that they were right.

"What brought the sudden change of heart from last night?", I mumbled with a raised brow.

"Friendship between men seems very... simplistic. Nothing like what I'm used to with girls.", Sakura nodded at the new revelation.

"Yeah, for real...", Hina sighed. The rest of the morning was spent hearing the two boys laugh and compliment one another without a care in the world. It was nice seeing a wonderful bond like that, but I also felt bad since it wasn't made in the best of circumstances. After that whole fiasco, I went back to my room to work on refining my swords. As I was working, there was loud on the door.

"Come in, it's open!", I called. I turned to see Toko standing in the middle of the room, eyeing my work on the walls with a fearful look.

"Don't worry, I get that look a lot. You're not the first. Anyways, what brings you here?", I asked as I put down my stuff.