Regrets, Restarts, and Forgiveness

Chapter 43

"Welcome class! Trial is about to start. Please take your place at a court stand." Monokuma replied, sitting on his throne. This court room didn't look anything like our court room....it looked just like the one in the first killing game. No one said a word as we approached the stands and stood upon them.

"Now, a brief explanation of the rules before we begin. You are all going to attempt to solve the case of this mysterious victim from the first killing game. If you all manage to vote correctly on the culprit, you are all set free everything. No executions. No more despair. You are free to run home straight to your mommy's. However, if you fail to get the culprit incorrect, all of you will be executed. There won't be any do over timelines. It'll be game over for sure." Monokuma explained.

"Everyone understand?" 

No one said anything.

"Good! Then on we go to starting this thrilling class trial!" Monokuma stated. I took a deep breath before speaking up. "Okay, let's go over what we know so far. Can we all agree that we believe the culprit is indeed Mukuro Ikusaba, who was disguised as Junko?" I asked. Everyone nodded.

"We know this, cause Junko had killed herself. But the wounds on the body suggest otherwise. Plus, Mukuro's body was vacant from the morgue, when she was killed way earlier on in the killing game." Tsumugi replied. "How did Mukuro died though?" Himiko piped in. "In the Computer Lab, we found very helpful video footage. I think it'll be very helpful if everyone will watch it." Kiibo replied.

His eyes began to glow, and he began to project a screen from his eyes. He played the video, which showed the disguised Mukuro debating against the class trial....and then getting speared through. Everyone had gasped, watching with wide eyes. After a moment Kiibo turned off the video.

"What the- that doesn't make any sense. If Mukuro died in the beginning of the game like that, how come her body is suddenly in the Green Room later on in the game?" Kaito said. "And how did she die? She didn't appear to be executed or murdered, not even by the suspects we named earlier." Angie added.

"Yeah, we were pretty stumped by this as well. There must be some sort of reason though." Shuichi said.

"Rantaro, if you still have those photos, can you pass them around?" I asked. Rantaro nodded, and began to pass them down to the others. "We found these in the Principal's Office. I believe it shows the participants life before this killing game happened. Apparently they were close friends." he explained.

"But if that were the case, what would be the point of Mukuro disguising herself as Junko? If they all knew each other, they'd tell the difference right away, correct? Are we sure these photos are real?" Korekiyo asked. 

"It's possible they can be fake, but there's no way to tell for sure." Shuichi said. I placed a hand on my chin. There must be a reason why they couldn't tell Mukuro was disguised. I mean, the only way they couldn't know is if they didn't know who Mukuro or Junko even were-

I perked up. 

"Wait....what if something happened? With there minds I mean." I said. "Huh? What do you mean?" Korekiyo asked. "The only way someone wouldn't know that was Mukuro is if they didn't know her at all. Is it possible....that their memories were wiped?" I asked. Everyone looked at me surprised.

"Their memories were wiped?" Korekiyo repeated. 

"Think about it. If they really were such close friends, they wouldn't even think about killing each other, much less recognize Junko's twin in disguise. So in order to make the killing game even happen, Junko probably wiped their memories. Normally I wouldn't believe that myself, but....there's a chance someone fabricated our whole personalities. Knowing that, nothing seems impossible." I replied.