Randomness oneshot / short story

Some weird ass murder mystery story

AN: Inspiration from Mikoto again :3 I was theorizing my life away for her Danganronpa x Utaite fanfic and I had a few good theories for it that I wanted to write so here's one~ It's basically a spin off of her story...

Third day of updates ;-; I'm starting to feel like I have no life but writing

Warnings:
1. Killing
2. Blood (there's killing for a reason and I specifically called out blood since *beeps*)
3. Gay stuff (Pairing: ShimaSen)
4. Angst (?) because Mikoto says if someone dies it's angst www
5. Fanfiction about real life people but I'm only using their avatars and they are definitely OOC
 6. Cringe ;3

Enjoy~

"You're accusing me...?" The artist's shoulders shook in fear. "I-I'm not the killer!"

"There's no way he's the killer!" The former soldier named Shima defended. "If you say he is the killer, then prove it!"

The musician mumbled inaudibly out of fear, earning the voice actor's snide remark.

"If you can't prove it, then don't accuse people unnecessarily."

"Let him talk without screaming at him, will you?" The raven-haired male called Soraru rolled his eyes at the rude voice actor named Urata before nodding at the musician, signalling for him to continue.

The musician, Mafumafu took a deep breath to calm his nerves before displaying the 'murder weapon'.

"T-This is a detailed replica of the short sword made by Senra, the artist for the purpose of figuring out this case. But..."

"But?"

"What if this is the real deal and the one used to kill Sakata was a replica?"

The room was stunned to silence, but Mafumafu continued his reasoning.

"When Nqrse pulled out the dagger from Sakata..." Mafumafu looked down as he remembered Sakata's lifeless eyes. "It broke off."

"Maybe the short sword was badly made," Urata said as he shrugged.

"But even so, a normal short sword wouldn't have wood as its hilt would it?"

Senra looked down, silent ever since Shima, the former soldier defended him.

"Why are you not defending yourself, Senra?!" Shima screamed at the blonde with tears in his eyes.

He can't afford to lose another person close to him.

There was no way Senra is the blackened.

Right...?

Senra finally looked up, a weak smile on his face.

"You caught me."

Shima fell to the ground.

This has to be a dream right?

Definitely.

There's no way Senra would do it.

Senra looked to Mafumafu.

"Since you seem to have it all figured out, why not you explain how I did it?"

"Quit joking, Senra!" Urata growled. "You were friends with Sakata, weren't you? You wouldn't just stab him!"

"Friendships get broken in the face of despair, you know? All these despair it's getting me so excited~ Upupupupu~" Monokuma laughed.

"Disgusting," Soraru said as he grimaced at the robotic bear.