[A/N: Kudos to whoever can figure out what the title means]
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"Good morning, everyone! It is now 7 a.m. and nighttime is officially over! Time to rise and shine! Get ready to greet another beee-yutiful day in your despairingly dreary killing game life!"
Jiro groaned as his sleep was cut off abruptly by the morning announcement. He still couldn't fully move his body yet, which led him to rolling off the bed and hitting the floor face first.
He sighed.
"Too bad that didn't kill me." He mumbled.
The body shakily lifted himself off of the ground and looked around. Part of him still expected to see Akito on the couch or maybe at the desk. But there was nothing.
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Jiro showed up to breakfast an hour or so late. No one was there when he arrived so he assumed that he had just missed everyone.
However, there was someone else to greet him.
"Ah, Kinoshita-san. You're a little late. That's not a problem though. What would you like to eat?" Monokitty asked, dressed in an apron and a chef hat.
"U-um...anything is fine....thanks..." he mumbled, pulling his hood over his head.
Jiro could hear Monokitty leave and begin to rustle around in the kitchen. This left him with some time to think.
'Some of my memories are coming back. I can remember small things about my talent but I still can't figure it out. This is frustrating...'
"Jiro? ¡Buenos días! Are we the only ones down here so far?"
Jiro turned his attention to the boy that just walked through the doors.
"Ah, g-good morning Kudo-kun. I honestly thought that I was the late one..." he mumbled.
Itsuki laughed wholeheartedly and sat down beside Jiro.
"Está bien. Don't worry."
"Order up! Oh! Good morning, Kudo-san. I didn't know you were here. What would you like to eat?" Monokitty asked, emerging from the kitchen and setting Jiro's breakfast down in front of him.
Jiro nodded in thanks.
"Ah, any amazing Japanese breakfast would be fine!" The tailor said, sending a charming smile towards the robotic teacher.
"Alright! Coming right up. As your teacher, and chaperone, I'll make sure you get a nice full and healthy meal in your belly!" Monokitty announced determinedly before disappearing into the kitchen.
Jiro began to eat his breakfast slowly. It didn't taste bad at all.
"Ah, by the way, Jiro. After you and I finish our meals, would you like to help me with a special side project that I have been working on all night?" The taller boy asked, resting his head on his hand.
Jiro raised an eyebrow and glanced at Itsuki out of the corner of his eye.
"N-no offense, Kudo-kun...but...I don't t-trust you enough..." the black haired boy admitted.
The tailors smile seemed to waver for a split second. Blink and you would miss it.
"O-oh...that is fine! I was just wondering, yeah? I apologize if I come off as suspicious to you." Itsuki said, gently pulling at the rim of his fedora.
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Danganronpa: Dead or Alive
RandomSixteen students wake up and find themselves in an abandoned mansion on a deserted island. They were supposed to be attending their first year at Soaring Heights High School. But a mechanical cat is telling them otherwise. Jiro Kinoshita is one of t...