I Love Your Real Self[NDrV3](Saimota,Kaemaki & Oumami)

Faithful Encounter[Cap2]

Saihara Shuichi

When Saihara and his uncle arrived home, not much happened. As soon as he arrived, the boy fell asleep on the couch, and while he was resting his uncle was in charge of preparing dinner. The elder seemed to be quite talented as far as cooking was concerned, perhaps He had lived alone for a long time and was already used to it.

At the beginning of dinner, Saihara felt very uncomfortable, since, after all, it was like having dinner with a complete stranger, even though he apparently knew that man since he was a child, and despite the awkward silences during the first 5 minutes, the elder tried to make small talk during the rest of the dinner, taking out trivial topics to talk about, such as television. The young man mentally thanked that his uncle was not pressing him with the whole matter of his lost memories.

After dinner, Saihara headed to his room, which was upstairs. And just when he opened the door, he instantly repented.

Upon entering the room he found himself face to face with a huge poster of a girl quite familiar to him, with blond hair in two pigtails and a schoolgirl uniform with a fairly pronounced cleavage. "Enoshima ... Junko .... "It was the only thing Saihara could think at that moment. His body did not respond.

Somehow he managed to get into the room and close the door behind him, leaning his back on it. While fully inside, he began to analyze the place more closely; there were many more similar posters placed on the walls, all with the distinctive logo 'Danganronpa' written on them, being the vast majority of them of a sexual nature.On his bed he could distinguish two things.First; a full-body pillow with the photo of a purple-haired girl, who was wearing a violet jacket and a pair of gloves.The name 'Kirigiri Kyoko' written on the object.Second; he could see a stuffed animal of a black and white bear quite recognized by him-Monokuma ...- the boy muttered.

His body began to feel heavy and his face began to burn. He suddenly felt very ashamed of just being in the place, after all that room was his, he had bought ALL those things.

Of course, the only thing I was sure was that; Danganronpa was real, it was something that existed. Of course, that did not mean that he had participated, since, there was still the possibility that everything had been a dream. That his room was decorated in that way he told him that he was a big fan of Danganronpa, so, in a way, it sounds plausible that his subconscious had fantasized about participating.

He took the stuffed animal and the pillow and hid them in the closet, since he felt that he could not sleep next to those things. He also decided to change the blankets of the bed, which had drawings of the Danganronpa logo everywhere.

When he finished, he wrapped himself between the sheets and tried to sleep, unable to do so.

Five hours later and he still couldn't sleep, his mind was playing tricks on him; dozens and dozens of memories about the Killing Semester began to torment him, preventing him from sleeping.

"Momota-kun ... Akamatsu-san .... are you two even real? They helped me so much during my suffering that I can't just accept that they weren't  ..." With those thoughts in mind, the blue-haired boy decided to get up from his bed and put on a coat, ready to go for a walk to take a breath, without even caring that it was two in the morning.

He went downstairs and opened the front door with the keys his uncle had given him. He left the house and closed the door again.

The night was cold, much more than he had imagined. There was no one and it was dark, which was understandable, it was two in the morning after all.

He began to walk without a specific direction in mind. He knew that what he was doing was dangerous, since he did not know at all the streets of that place. His memory was still blurred, but he still felt as if this was not the first time he had walked through these streets past midnight.Perhaps this was a common habit of his "old self."

He noticed that there was an alley in his path, but he still decided not to deviate. He barely set foot in place, but he didn't even have time to take the second step when he was taken by the arm and pushed against a wall. He tried to resist, but the person who was submitting him was much stronger than him.

-Shh! Stop resisting you idiot, you could hear us ...- "That voice ..." Saihara thought, almost unable to believe it.

-H-harukawa-san!? -He literally screamed that question when he realized with who was he "taking" with.At first he had doubts,but when he saw those intense,yet serious eyes,he didn't have them anymore.It WAS her.