Another killing game had started, what will happen to the 16 students? Will they reach their happy ending, or being played around until there were no more hope?
Who knows?
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Final warning ⚠️ This chapter WILL be short I'll only list out the main plots I wanted to talk about so please do not ask me why is this trial so short. I am tired and I really don't wanna guess what can you write for distractions.
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Entering the class trial once again, Selinka felt like she already knew who the culprit is, and it's pretty clear to see too. She didn't know if she was right or not, but she'd only knew... if she try this class trial out. Standing at her podium, she gazes at beside of her, only to see Nozomi's picture frame, with a cross on it. Selinka looked back, and realized that another one of her friend is dead.
It's just... unfair.
The mastermind will have to pay for this anyway, they will never get away with killing so many people. Selinka sighs before getting begin with the class trial. "Let's at least talk about the alibis first?" Rin asked. "Well... I don't think anyone would just go out, I mean only the blackened would go...?" Selinka said before getting to thinking. "Well, I visited Jamie's room from the investigation time, and found out that there are also blood on the ground." Minoru said and put his hands behind his back as usual.
"Eh? Jamie's...? Does that mean the culprit just killed him inside the room and not outside?" Hara asked. "I guess so..." The designer trailed off. "So, after getting into the room and attack Jamie, the culprit dragged his body out and pins him onto the walls, is that what you're saying?" Rin said and took another sip of her banana milk.
"Well... Blue fabric were found..." Hara trailed off and everyone in the trial looked over to Selinka, she was the one who has light blue fabric for her clothes. Is it her then? Is she the culprit? "Wait... I didn't... Do it...." The designer trailed off, should she speaks her opinion? Well, guess she should if she doesn't want everyone to be executed.
"Well... How is it not you? You were the only one with light blue cloths." Keiichi said and pointed to her. "Well, actually, there were also the jackets situation, remember? And one of us conveniently has a blue jacket." The female spoke up. "Mine was purple, you can't say anything about that." The designer said and point to the racer. "Actually, I have something to ask everyone... What are everyone's jacket colors?"
"Eh...? Mine was... Light pink..." Hara trailed off, trying to remember everything. "Mine? Light grey." Riko answered. "Mine was just white..." Scotty trails off. Everyone started to list out all their colors of their jackets, but of course, there was someone else who hasn't talked yet... "Keiichi, what's yours?" "Y... You can't prove anything that I do it...." Keiichi said, clenching his fist. "What are you-"
"I didn't do it! I swear! There are no reason why I should have killed Jamie!" The racer shouted, wanting to prove that he isn't guilty, but obviously failing. Everyone looked at him with a worried look, but some still have that calm looks on their faces. "Oh? It was Keiichi, huh? Not surprised." Ichiro chuckles a little before continue on. "Anyway, should we vote now then?"
"No! Y-You're wrong! I didn't to anything! There are no evidence that prove I did it!" Keiichi shouted. "Monokuma... May I ask you something?" Selinka started and look over at the bear. "Hm? What isss it?" "Are there... Gasoline inside the warehouse?" Selinka questioned, looking at Monokuma. "Hm? And why exactly should I tell you?" "Well, if you want this trial fair, you have to tell me that. Since the warehouse area is destroyed so no one can really know what's in there." The designer explained.
"Jeez! It's obviously your fault to not investigate that! But! I'll let that slide this time... But nope! There are no such thing called 'gas' inside that warehouse! It could be smelly and I don't like smells!" The monochrome bear admitted as he just puts his hand onto his belly. "So... That explains it." The girl with blue hair said, looking up. "I have finally understand everything from this case!"
"Huh? So Keiichi is really the killer?" Dallan asked, looking around. "Yes... It was because... He was the only one who actually has gasoline. Sure any of us could have taken them, but who knows that place better than Keiichi, the owner of the lab himself? Because the motive, you have to think quick, so I think that's only possible because of it." Selinka explained.
"What does he even need the gas for?" Cara questioned. "Oh, for burning his own jacket, of course. He knew that he'd be found out if he kept the jacket, so he'd rather dispose of it instead." Selinka explained. "Oh... I get that..." Luke said, scratching his head. "Welp! It does seem like you all have agreed on something! Let's vote now, shall we? Now, it's officially VOTING TIMEEE!" As the bear shout, the screen showed up multiple profile to choose from.
Selinka trailed her finger to Keiichi's profile and clicked on it.
A moment of silence passed by...
"Well... I guess... That's it for me..." Keiichi trailed off, didn't know what to say. "Once again, someone had to die, huh? If not then it'd be all of us anyway... You did the right choice, everyone."
With that, he turned away, ready for his execution yet to come. "Alrighty then! Here comes the execution for the Ultimate Racer! Keiichi Hoshino!! Let's give it all we got! it's PUNISHMENT TIMEEEE!!!"
Keiichi is be tied up in the back seat of a 2-person race car with a Monokuma driving in front. The countdown for the race would begin, at 0, the race-car would go off with a blast. The car will start whipping around the track at blinding speeds. Meanwhile, near the finish line, a group of construction Monokumas with hard-hats on are slowly lowering a cinderblock wall over the finish line with a heavy-duty crane. As the "race" progresses, the driving Monokuma keeps pumping more and more nitrogen (via NOS tanks aka "nitrogen oxide systems") into the engine so the car speeds up to impossible speeds.
As the race-car is finishing its final lap, the chains holding the cinderblock wall suddenly snap and falls squarely above the finish line. Mere seconds after the wall touches the ground with a thud, the driving Monokuma pumps the last of the nitrogen in so the car goes as fast as it can, and the race-car, along with the driver Monokuma, crash right into the wall, causing a huge explosion. As the dust clears, all that is left is a badly broken Monokuma head and what's left of the car, smushed almost completely flat, while the construction Monokumas stare at the remnants of the crash, in apparent shock and horror.
Status: Executed
Some people covered their eyes, didn't want to watch the execution commencing. Didn't want to react to anything, all they want to do now is get out of this killing game.
