Danganronpa: Dead or Alive

🏵Chapter 33: Till Death Do Us Part🏵

"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!"

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"Huh? A show? You're actually doing a show at Hope's Peak?" Jiro asked.

Mizuki nodded. "Yup! Our Headmasters took up a discussion and they decided to hold an event for one whole day at Hope's Peak Academy. Many Ultimates there get to show off their talents to us and we get to do the same." She exclaimed, practically bouncing on her feet.

"O-okay I get it. Just stop...talking so loud. People a-are looking at us." He hissed.

"Sorry sorry. I can't help but get worked up. I can't wait to show the kids of Hope's Peak how great of a comedian I am. Aren't you excited too? They're gonna be grouping up those with talents similarly to each other. You'll probably be paired with detectives and investigators. Yknow, people in criminal justice. I'll probably be with show-biz people. Like magicians and stuff." She explained.

The sheer passion in her voice made it very clear to him that Mizuki was impossibly excited about the whole ordeal.

"I'm not very excited to meet people that I d-don't know. I've heard t-the people with criminal justice talents a-are ruthless and cold hearted. We won't get along..." he murmured, pulling his hood over his head.

Mizuki tilted her head to the side before giggling inwardly.

"That's what you said to me when we first met. But we did end up becoming friends, didn't we?" She pointed out, clasping her hands behind her back.

"W-we aren't friends...you just w-won't leave me alone." He replied, grimacing as his voice cracked slightly.

"Yeah yeah. I know. We're just classmates. Keep telling yourself that, squid-hair." She said, playfully flicking the side of his head.

"H-hey! M-my hair is fine! There's n-nothing wrong with it!" He stuttered defensively.

Nearby, two students were watching the scene play out. The boy with gray hair began to walk away, followed by the orange-haired boy behind him.

"Huh? What do you think that was about?" The shorter of the two asked.

"I don't know." The gray-haired boy said, clearly not interested. "It's got nothing to do with us."

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The day started out rather...unsettling. As Jiro pulled himself out of the bed. Beside him, he heard a familiar meow. He looked down to see the eye of the black cat staring up at him. He was used to the happening of this. Not even questioning how the cat managed to get into his room, he made his way towards the door.

The door creaked open as Jiro stepped out of his room. He grimaced as the cat rubbed up against his pant leg. He contemplated pushing it away but it would probably claw his leg off, so he decided to let it do what it wants to.

He still hated cats. With not even a sliver of knowledge as to why. They were just overgrown fur balls with claws. So why does he have such an irrational fear of them? It didn't make any sense to him. It would help if he had his full memory back, but who knows.

As he began to make his way down the hallway, the cat decided to take the lead, stopping in front of the girls bathroom door. This action confused Jiro immensely. But he didn't think much else of it and brushed it off. Just as he was about to keep walking, the cat began meowing at the door.