Danganronpa: String Theory (DrV3)

2.16 - For Perfect Blitz

A/N: The above art is my own work and for my own use only!

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Brring~! Brring~!

I flop over on my back and blink at the ceiling of my room. The ringing continues before stopping, leaving my room in silence...before it's soon ringing again. Turning my head lazily, I eventually find my monopad is the source of the ruckus. It's an alarm I set up a little bit ago, but I can't remember what it was.

As if I've got a seventy pound weight strapped to my back, I shift close enough to reach the infernal device, turning the screen so I can squint and read the bright thing.

...An alarm for eleven thirty at night. I just went to sleep an hour or so ago, why did I set this thing up?

"Meet up in the boys bathroom", it reads.

...

Just like that, my eyes snap open and I sit up quickly. I'm just about to reach for my clothes when I realize I've fallen asleep in my actual ultimate outfit, prompting me to roll my eyes at myself and simply swing out of bed to pull on my boots and belt.

I don't need those stupid sleeves or my gloves, I'll be in and out after this.

Once I've got my monopad in its carrier on my belt, I head for the door and promptly open it up. The first thing I turn my head towards is Kokichi's stupid room, staring at it long and hard before glancing around the rest of the dormitory building. Thankfully, it seems as if I'm alone...

I step out and close my room door quietly behind me, hurrying down the steps and out of the building. Outside is as quiet as ever at night, save for the sound of the Exisals currently on carpenter mode clearing up the courtyard and one part of the school we haven't yet gotten access to, it appears.

"Hello, Prairie."

I squeak a little, jumping a foot back until I realize the figure that's spawned in front of me from out of nowhere is Korekiyo.

"Ah, Kiyo. H-Hi," I simply greet, making it somewhat obvious that I'm not exactly ecstatic to see him. He immediately notices this considering the cackle he makes before he's reaching up to fix the mask over his jaw.

"Hm, yes, that's exactly the reaction I expected to receive. I guess it's no surprise you wouldn't enjoy crossing me at an hour such as this- especially considering our lack of time as of now. It's getting rather close to our imminent demise, and I'm sure everyone is particularly nervous about the individuals around them. Such is the nature of this environment..." He responds, making me narrow my eyes at him. Does he think the fact we're all being threatened by Monokuma is funny?

"That's not why I dislike seeing you. In case you forgot, you basically said you were willing to throw me under the bus to save your own skin back in the gym. That my life didn't matter if it gave the rest of you a leg up," I elaborate, drilling a hole into his skull with my gaze.

"My apologies. You had offered us vital information, and at that time it appeared to be the best option for the majority of our group since we lacked your knowledge. I simply went with what was the most logical choice. I had no intention for it to come across as something personal," Korekiyo explains, much to my irritation. Sure, that's sound thinking and all...but it's so morally ambiguous. So he doesn't actually care about the person to stop them from hurting themselves?

"You've got a messed up head, Kiyo. For someone that's studies humanity so much, I wouldn't have expected you to be so cold towards the root subject of your ultimate talent," I huff, crossing my arms and averting my gaze.