[Danwanron Hakomae] Hope synaesthesia

The mutation happened in the morning of a certain day.

In the closed life day after day, the body may have become accustomed to this biological clock. When the broadcast was approaching 7 o'clock in the morning, Makoto Naegi opened his eyes in a daze.

Komaeda-senpai... doesn't seem to be here.

This is the first reaction.

Why is there a black and white doll in front of me...

This is the second reaction.

Makoto Sapling: "..."

Black and white bear:"……"

Makoto Sapling: "Wooahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh?! Why are you here?"

The lifted quilt fell to the floor, and the brown-haired boy in pajamas retreated to the head of the bed, his eyes full of vigilance.

"Ugh, it's really slow to react, is it because that person is not here?" Black and white bear tilted his head, he could see the narrowness in the little black bean's eyes, "What a pity Oh, today I am here to wake up the lovely Naegi-kun."

It's not fun to be judged as "cute" by such a weird doll.

"But speaking of it, you are really leisurely." Monokuma said, "Except for routinely looking for clues to leave here that are impossible to find, you spend almost all of your time with that person, right? It's really closed. You can predict countless days of hopeless and hopeless daily life with your eyes. Hey, don’t you feel bored?”

Seedling put on a displeased face: "If you want to provoke discord, please excuse me."

"Oh, are you angry?" Monokuma's cynical tone is like every annoying guy who dismisses you with a light "joke" after doing something irritating, "But, now it's not Naegi-kun who should be confronted. When I lose my temper." It said in a gloating voice.

Sapling Makoto was sensitive to the occurrence of something unusual in the strange attitude of Monokuma, and he was taken aback: "What happened?"

Monokuma raised his head and looked at him, then grinned suddenly: "BINGO~ A tragedy has happened."

Miserable means...

Just when he was shaken, the black and white bear left as quietly as it came.

"Crack."

Makoto Naegi raised his head, and Nagito Komaeda, who had disappeared when he got up in the morning, was walking towards him.

"Ah, Naegi-kun is up already?"

He seemed to have just come out of the water, and the hair that had not been completely dried was dripping continuously. He was wearing a light blue cotton bathrobe, and the collar was soaked by the water flowing from his chin to his neck. There were dark water marks, and he was carrying a bag containing ordinary clothes in his hand.

"Did Komaeda-senpai take a bath?" Naegi asked.

"Yes." It was the other party's usual tone of reply.

"Early in the morning?" He asked incomprehensibly.

"Well, I suddenly wanted to go." Komaeda put down the bag, stretched lazily, then put his hands on the belt under the watchful eyes of Naegi, and changed clothes naturally.

Pulling off the belt and opening the skirt, the thin bathrobe slipped to the floor. He opened the closet to get the clean clothes. He turned his body slightly during his movements. The movement of raising the hand extended——

"What's the matter? His complexion is not very good."

The voice that was originally a little distance away suddenly became closer, Naegi blinked, and after recovering, he found that Komaeda had already walked in front of him, showing a worried expression, moving the palm that was caressing the side of his face little by little, covering it The ends of the eyebrows and the forehead hair at the corners of the eyes were drawn together, covering his forehead to test his temperature.

"Shouldn't be sick..." The other party muttered to himself.

"Senior Komaeda." Naegi grabbed his hand, slowly approached his face, and said seriously when Komaeda was a little surprised and couldn't help blushing, "It seems that something happened, I have a bad feeling."

"Hmm...huh?" Komaeda blinked dully.

The hasty tidying didn't take much time, and when Makoto Naegi arrived at the breakfast meeting, the students who were notified by Monokuma himself should have come in a hurry.

"Hey——what happened?" Owada Monto's expression was very stinky. Anyone who was woken up by that kind of thing standing beside the bed in the early morning would probably not be in a good mood, but he seemed to be working hard. Having restrained my bad mood in the morning, I forced myself to suppress my irritability and asked the other students, "Does any of you know the black and white bear's tricks just now?"

"Anyway, calm down first, brother." Ishimaru suppressed his uneasiness and said, "It should, most likely, not be a serious accident."

Naegi looked at them thoughtfully.

The relationship between Owada Monto and Ishimaru Kiyota Natsu improved only two days ago.

One is a gangster who stands at the pinnacle of bad boys in the country, and the other is a disciplinary committee member who is both good in character and learning, resolute and simple. Since the beginning of school, the two people who have often had conflicts of ideas suddenly let go of their past differences and understand each other. No matter how you think about it, it makes people feel Very unexpected.

However, Makoto Sapling was fortunate enough to witness the opportunity for the two to reconcile.

At that night, he happened to meet the two people who were arguing again. In order to confirm which one was the real firm-willed man, they decided to go to the sauna room to have a showdown.

The judge who can endure the high temperature of Baidu in the sauna room for a longer time is the winner. As the referee and witness entrusted by them, Naegi squatted by the bathtub outside the door and waited for more than an hour.

He waited until night time, and it didn't end when the sapling was taken away by Komaeda who was found.So up to now, even he still doesn't know which side won the final victory in that frightening matchup.

The only thing he knew was that after that night full of blood and cruelty, the two became life-and-death friends with deep affection.

It's really enviable to be able to make like-minded friends in this environment... Naegi couldn't help but think.

The people present exchanged a few words briefly, and then decided to go to other places to check the situation.

"My brother and I went to look for other people who didn't come to the breakfast meeting." Ishimaru said to them, "If you are free, let's go look together."

Those who didn't come...

Naegi looked around the cafeteria, silently counting names in her heart.

Fukawa-san, Yamada-san, Kirikiri-san, Fujisaki-san... there are many more than expected.

"Hmph, this slow reaction is really hard to see." It was Shikami Baiye who spoke, and he who has always been absent from the breakfast meeting should have come here on purpose because of the notice of Monokuma. This person is different from Ishimaru and the others, who were still harboring certain expectations, already showed a trace of cold impatience in the expression he looked at him.

"Why are you still dawdling here? Go and search." Ten God said, "There must be another accident. And the people in the dormitory area have been notified by Black and White Bear one by one, so I suspect that the scene of the case this time In the teaching area. Especially the newly opened second floor, that will be the key investigation area."

Classmate Ten God?

Why do you think... His attitude is a bit strange?

Naegi hesitated for a while, and then Komaeda grabbed his wrist by his side.

"Ten Gods are very reasonable." He said with a smile, "Let's go."

Later, they found anomalies in the swimming pool.

Monokuma announced that all the electronic door locks in the men's and women's locker rooms were unlocked, and Makoto Naegi opened the women's locker room first under the unquestionable order of the ten gods who followed.

The bloody and cruel scene involuntarily eroded his vision.

Blood flowed from the girl's forehead, staining most of her face red. The corpse with her arms outstretched was brutally suspended in the air, and the words "Blood Carnival" were smeared with blood on the wall behind her.

It is absurd, it can even be called grotesque, as if the scene of manipulating human corpses as objects is filled with a frenzied atmosphere of bloody hunting and novelty.

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

Fearful screams poured out of his mouth, subconsciously longing to leave this place, Naegi took a step back in panic, just when he fell backwards and was about to fall to the ground, Komaeda quickly supported him body of.

At that moment, he raised his head and seemed to see Komaeda Nagito and Jugami Baiya looked at each other very briefly.

At almost the same time, the school announcement that the body was found resounded throughout the school.

The deceased was a super high school-level programmer, Chihiro Fujisaki.

Soon, the students who were alarmed by the broadcast of the discovery of the dead body gathered in the women's locker room.The bloody scene made everyone speechless for a moment. Unlike the chaotic scene when Sayaka Maizono was discovered, the picture in front of me seemed too standard, like the perverted murder scene that appeared in people watching some reasoning movie Same.

Fuchuan Toko, who watched this scene directly, turned blue, screamed and passed out.

"..." Seeing her falling to the ground, Miao Mucheng's face was a bit complicated. I have to say that he was a little envious at that moment, that he could just lose consciousness and escape everything...

However, it cannot be avoided blindly.

The search time is very short. If no clues can be found to catch the murderer within the limited time, everyone will die together.

...Speaking of which, how is the search time limit determined?

It seems that there is no time limit stipulated on the surface, as if they are investigating and investigating, the broadcast calling for assembly suddenly rang.

The black and white bear who has been watching every corner of the academy through the camera...or is it the mastermind behind the scenes, what is the criterion for judging that guy?Let us find out just enough to deduce the murderer?

How is it possible... It's not a detective drama.It's better to consider the fact that that guy is deliberately enjoying the panic that we are pushed to the limit.

"Speaking of which, the one just now, what happened to the broadcast of the body discovery?" He asked the others.

"Ah, by the way, Miaomu-san, you passed out last time, so you didn't hear it. This is written in the school rules." Ye Yin scratched the back of his head, with a look of embarrassment that he disagreed with the black and white bear's bad taste, " As soon as three people find a body, there will be a broadcast to inform everyone that someone has been killed."

"Three people... can the murderer be among them?" Naegi asked.

"You're asking me down now..." Ye Yin said awkwardly.

"Miao Mucheng, are you doubting me?" Ten God heard his question, narrowed his long and narrow eyes slightly behind the lens, and looked at him dangerously.

"Uh, I..." Seedling was taken aback by his expression.

"Hmph, you really are a courageous commoner." Unexpectedly, Shishen didn't get angry, but actually smiled with a hint of admiration, "Very good, as expected of the person who shined in the school-level referee last time , it seems to have some potential."

He turned his back and took a step, then turned his head and looked at him arrogantly.

"As a reward for your excellent performance, I will specially allow you to serve as my assistant in this search."

It was said in such a benevolent tone, and the other party seemed to have never considered the possibility of being rejected.

"……what?"

"By the way, you are not allowed to follow." Ten God's eyes moved to Komaeda, and said with a cold expression.

"Wait a minute! Lord Ten Gods!" Seedling looked strange, "Why did you suddenly..."

"Haha, it looks like I've been hated." The white-haired boy smiled kindly, not minding the apparent hostility of the Ten Gods, "It's a pity, as I am so mediocre and incompetent, I really can't join the Ten Gods. eye."

"Komaeda-senpai!" Naegi didn't like his self-deprecating tone the most.

Shishen Baiye frowned.

This person... is not so much a soft-tempered person who doesn't fight back when hit or scolded, but rather a self-centered person who doesn't care about anything.

"With such an excellent Shishen-kun leading Naegi-kun to search this case, I can't help but be full of confidence in the subsequent school-level referees." Komaeda said, "If this is the case, then I will investigate some things by myself. Maybe I can Just a little bit of help for everyone.”

Then, the others looked at the sapling who was involuntarily taken away by the ten gods, and suddenly showed pity.

"It's so pitiful, sandwiched between those two people..."

"Uh-huh."

Although those two people seem to be smart, but... Well, I can't explain why, but I feel very sympathetic.

"Hahaha..." He laughed dryly, "No way, who made him a seedling?"

School corridor.

"Wait, wait, Lord Shishen—you're walking too fast!" Seedling complained from behind, "After all, what are the clues you're talking about related to this murder? Why aren't you here?" On-site investigation."

"Because there is important relevant information here."

Shishen Baiye didn't slow down, turned around and walked into the library, where Miao Mucheng couldn't see, he frowned slightly, showing a rather unhappy expression.

Komaeda Nagito that guy...

the night before.

"Hey, good evening. I didn't expect to meet the ten gods in this kind of place. Can I have the audacity to say a coincidence?"

The movement of writing blood on the wall paused, Jugami turned his head and saw Komaeda Nagito leaning leisurely by the door.

He crossed his arms, his head leaning against the door frame was slightly shifted, and his pair of blue eyes, which were very similar to Naegi Makoto but completely different, clearly reflected the tragedy in the women's dressing room.

Chihiro Fujisaki, who was lying on the ground with unknown personnel and blood gushing from his head, a blood-stained barbell, an extension cord that should have been placed in the library, and the murderer who looked like he was pretending to be a crime scene His.

"Hey, I didn't expect someone to find this place so early." Shishen put down his hands, clearly showing a disappointed expression, "It seems that everyone has ignored the verbal agreement that they are not allowed to go out at night. But it’s true, you weren’t there when Seles made the agreement.”

"Isn't it the same with the ten gods?" Komaeda Nagito asked with a smile, "An agreement that has not been personally promised can be regarded as non-existent in a blink of an eye. As long as it hinders your progress, even classmates who get along day and night can not hesitate. Abandonment. Not betrayal, but betrayal, because no one is qualified to stand side by side with you, just like a discarded chess game... Maybe this is the survival wisdom of the upper-class celebrities?"

"Are you accusing me?" Shishen Baiye sneered disdainfully.

"Of course not." Komaeda's answer was unexpectedly decisive, as if he agreed without hesitation, his long eyelashes slightly drooping to hide the stream of light in his eyes, "On the contrary, I admire the ten gods very much, your hope Excellent. If it wasn't for... maybe I would do my best to help you achieve your goal." In the middle of the conversation, his lowered voice deliberately blurred a certain message.

Shishen Baiye put down his hand, he turned around, took out a handkerchief to wipe off the blood between his fingers, then raised his eyebrows, and said slowly: "So, are you here to hinder me now? Kill me. This matter about Chihiro Saki—" He drew his voice slowly, "is it announced to the public?"

"If this is your wish...then I will be disrespectful." Komaeda Nagito curled his lips, he stood up a little, and before he left, he suddenly turned his head and said, "By the way, although some words are up to you It might not be very good for a person like me, I wonder if Lord Ten God has considered this issue?"

The man's eyes were filled with sparkles, and his eyes were extremely bright.

"Instead of racking your brains to win the competition among your peers, it's better to break free from the shackles of the rules and become a rule breaker that even Black and White Bear can't do anything to you and... the ruler of the new order."

Is that guy inciting me to target someone who is behind it?

hateful!Who will do what you want?

Shishen gritted his teeth, his gloomy face became even more terrifying in the dark library, so scared that Makoto Miaomu couldn't help but quietly took a few steps away from him.

hateful!hateful!hateful!

Damn guy—it's all his fault, which made the game he carefully designed become boring!

A muffled sound of a heavy object falling startled the Ten Gods.

What's the matter?He came back to his senses with a bit of impatience, just in time to see Makoto Naegi hurriedly picking up the confidential files on the ground. When the dusty letter fell to his feet, he shuddered.

"Yes, sorry!"

Sensing the pause in his gaze, Makoto Naegi immediately apologized nervously, and stood up while holding the files while talking, and of course he did not forget the letter.

Just as the saplings walked slowly past ten gods with an appearance that everyone could see pretending to be calm, the other party suddenly stretched out his hand with an agile movement that can be called an excellent predator, and the saplings quickly looked shocked Turning his head abruptly, the ten gods who had successfully snatched the loot had already opened the outer seal, and browsed through the contents of the inner page at a glance.

"Notice from Hope's Peak Academy

Hope's Peak Academy has been committed to cultivating talents who can be active on the world stage for many years. In the long history of the school, as a special government-approved educational institution with a profound tradition, the school has contributed many outstanding graduates to the society. Today They are also active in various fields.

However, Hope's Peak Academy must now draw an end to its glorious history.

While it was not an easy decision to make, we had to take this course due to serious problems at our school.

However, Hope's Peak Academy will not come to an end completely.

In the near future, we hope to be able to restart operations immediately after the above issues have been improved.

Finally, I would like to express my sincere thanks to all relevant parties who have given us support and assistance over the years.

In addition, it must be added that the abolition of Hope's Peak Academy is still waiting for the approval of the competent government authority.

Hope's Peak Office"

"Uh... Lord of the Ten Gods?" Seeing that he had been reading for a long time, Seeing Mu called out hesitantly.

"I see."

Closing the letter paper, the feelings that came out of your son's mouth were only four simple words.

"So... that's it? It's that simple?" He repeated in disbelief, "But, before I came to this academy, I heard from Senior Komaeda that..." In the middle of speaking, he stopped abruptly. He kept his voice down, gritted his teeth, and showed a forbearance on his face.

The upset Naegi Makoto felt a kind of absurdity and anger that was almost incomprehensible, why are you still so calm?If he is the successor of the ten gods chaebol with tentacles all over the world, he should be able to understand how shocking the fact that Hope Peak is abolished is better than him, right?That is the Peak of Hope. It is still shining brightly in the light of the world's elite colleges and universities like a pearl. It is the cradle of hope. It is the Peak of Hope under the attention of the whole world. This happened...

Not long ago, he had listened to Komaeda-senpai's introduction of this academy with great anticipation.

Now they are trapped here, like animals in a cage, instigated to kill each other by ridiculous reasons, watching the tragedy happen helplessly, and then, they have to judge their classmates with their own hands.

This difference is as big as a joke, as if everything is his imagination, and only this can explain everything.

"Oh, I really should give you a mirror, the funny appearance really makes people laugh out loud."

With a pain in his neck, his feet were pulled off the ground uncontrollably under the pull of an external force, Naogi struggled to pull Jushen's hand that raised his collar, and looked up to see the cold and sharp eyes behind the other's glasses.

It was like a bucket of cold water was splashed on the face, and even the skin could feel the pinprick-like pain.

"What's the matter? Unconvinced? It's a shame...I didn't expect that I was mistaken earlier." He looked at him mockingly, with contempt in his eyes, and his eyes locked on the slightly trembling blue eyes of seedlings. "A little blow will shake you, and a little provocation will start to sway your position. It turns out that your size is nothing more than this."

I really don't like this kind of condescending tone... It seems that we are all mediocre mortals in the soil who are troubled by joys and sorrows, but you are an omniscient and omnipotent god in the clouds who is watching indifferently.

Shishen let go of his hand suddenly, and Miao Mu fell unsteadily to the ground, clutching his chest and coughing.

"So what if Hope's Peak is abolished?" Ten Gods said coldly, "Even if there is an organization behind Monokuma that is comparable to the power of the Ten Gods chaebol, it can't stop me from marching towards victory. swear by name."

It's amazing, Naegi couldn't help thinking, the inspiring words like the protagonist are really enviable...

"As for you, just feel sorry for yourself in the panic of suspicion, and continue to rot and despair..."

The continuous coughing suddenly stopped.

"You're right...wrong..." Miao Mucheng grabbed the hem of his clothes, with a bit of unwillingness and stubbornness in his painful expression, his cheeks slowly flushed, and he gritted his teeth and said, "I won't despair."

He paused, and continued: "I trust everyone, and I also trust Senior Komaeda."

"Anyone can say beautiful words that are ostentatious." Ten God raised his eyes slightly, "Ask yourself, have you never doubted?"

"Yes." The voice of the answer was unexpectedly decisive and powerful, and Miaomu slowly recovered from the discomfort just now. He sat on the ground, staring at the ground in a daze, and said slowly, "It is precisely because I trust everyone, so I'm not afraid to doubt everyone. So, I should be, I should still be incompetent."

He smiled bitterly: "I don't know if my feelings can be passed on to others. I hope to inspire everyone, but I am also afraid that everyone will be affected by my anxiety. The murder has happened for the second time. I am very sad, very sad, than I expected. It's even more sad than the one in it... Maybe I value everyone more than I realize."

"Very interesting sophistry." Shishen turned around and commented without emotion, "However, it is still too weak."

Maybe it was against Makoto Naegi's conjecture. After the investigation basically figured it out, Monokuma hadn't announced the start of the school-level referee on the radio for a long time.

Fujisaki's body was found in the women's locker room. The cause of death was being beaten on the head with a blunt object. The murder weapon was obviously a dumbbell with a lot of blood on the scene.The scene of the death was acted recklessly, Fujisaki's hands were tied to an iron frame with an extension cord, and his whole body was suspended in the air. There were words "Blood Carnival" written in blood on the wall.

The bizarre arrangement is unexpectedly very similar to the criminal habits of the heinous serial murderer Slayer Zhexiang, which Shishen dug out in the library library.Judging from the analysis of the psychological profile in the case file, the massacre Xiang himself is very likely to suffer from mental dissociative disorder, which is what ordinary people call schizophrenia, and his haunting habits are similar to those of ordinary students. Therefore, it is speculated that, There is a high possibility that Sho the Slayer himself is hiding among them.

However, there are still several unreasonable points in the judgment that Sho the Slayer is the murderer of Fujisaki.

First of all, the murder weapon does not conform to the usual selection habits of the murderer Xiang in the case.That person seemed to have a special liking for scissors. All the wounds shown in the photos of the deceased were lacerations caused by scissors. Blunt objects such as dumbbells did not conform to the habit of the other party.

It would be unreasonable to say that the massacre Xiang Xiang deliberately disguised, after all, the scene has already been made into such an exaggerated appearance, and it is obviously useless to only camouflage the murder weapon.

Secondly, the method of binding is also not in line with the usual practice of Slaughter Xiang.Judging from the murder scene photos in the case file, the murderer Xiang liked to pin the victim up by piercing the victim's wrist with scissors, in order to achieve the purpose of hanging the corpse.But Fujisaki's situation was obviously much milder. Her wrists were tied to an iron frame by an extension cord, and no murder weapon similar to the special murder scissors of the butcher Sho in the photo was found at the scene.

In contrast, the extension cord is an item that makes people have to imagine... because up to now, Makoto Naegi has only seen the same item in the library where ten gods are resident.Later, after parting ways with Ten Gods, he went to the library to confirm that the extension cords originally brought out by Ten Gods to connect to the desk lamp were indeed no longer in place.

Although the massacre cannot be completely excluded from the scope of suspicion, because of the existence of these doubts, the possibility of other people's crimes must also be considered.

For example, the behavior of the ten gods seems to blindly lure him in the direction of presuming the murderer Sho to be the murderer.

For example, why did Komaeda-senpai take a bath outside for no reason early in the morning... Could it be because there were some marks on it that he couldn't see?

For example, I heard that Fuchuan-san behaved extremely abnormally after seeing blood and fainted, it was not like me, and afterward he showed an abnormal panic far exceeding that of Maiyuan-san and Enoshima-san after his death.

For example, during the night time when it was originally agreed not to go out for action, anyone may ignore the rules and leave the room, and then kill Fujisaki-san.

In addition, there are several points that saplings are very concerned about.The allocation of the blood-splattered poster of a beautiful woman in a swimsuit in the women's locker room and the poster of the handsome boy idol group next door is not in line with the reason of normal people's hobbies.Moreover, Naegi found on the carpet in the men's locker room the coffee stain that Ogami Sakura casually mentioned had spilled on the carpet in the women's locker room.

He was aware of some incongruities, and some items in the men's and women's locker rooms seemed to have been exchanged.

why?

And, Celes provided information about the last sighting of Fujisaki himself.She met Fujisaki who said she was "in a hurry" in the warehouse of the dormitory area near night time at night, and she left with a sports shirt and a shoulder bag.

Who did Fujisaki meet in a hurry?murderer?

When he slowly collected his thoughts, he unconsciously walked to the classroom where he first woke up in school.

1 year A class.

"Clatter—" He opened the door.

When I came back to my senses, even the sitting positions were exactly the same.

Seedling stared at the freshman handbook on the desktop that now seemed to be full of malice, his gaze was a little distracted.

What exactly happened?He always felt... the handwriting was a little familiar, as if he had seen it before.

Something was about to come out in his mind, as if there was only a thin line between him and the truth, and a certain sense of strangeness made him have a splitting headache.

"No, don't..." Resisting words came out of his mouth unconsciously, and he staggered away from the classroom as if fleeing.

1-A, 1-B, walk up the stairs, 2-A, the footsteps stop spontaneously.

Speaking of which... before he entered school, Komaeda-senpai said that he was enrolled in this class.

Seedling raised his head and looked at the door plate.

Komaeda-senpai also said that after enrolling, you can often go to the second floor to play with him...

He opened the door.

Is it a psychological unknown fear or what reason?Knowing that in such a physically closed campus, even the light in the classroom would not be too dazzling, Makoto Naegi still narrowed his eyes reflexively.

In the field of vision that gradually condensed from the blurred light into reality, the white-haired boy sitting in the last corner of the classroom by the window propped his face with one hand, his gaze was fixed on the place where the window was originally nailed by the iron plate, a People are alone quietly.

"Ah, I was discovered by Sapling-kun."

The brisk voice broke the frozen time and space, and the brown-haired boy responded with an "um", then stepped in from the door of the classroom, walked to the seat next to Komaeda, pulled out the chair and sat down.

Nagito Komaeda had a strange look in his eyes, he turned sideways, and smiled slightly: "Ah, Nagi-kun is so lucky, I found a seat that no one usually sits in right away."

Normally... no one?

This kind of words, it seems that other seats have always been occupied by people.

why?Obviously this school has been abolished.

"Why is there no one sitting?" Naegi asked strangely, "I remember what Komaeda-senpai told me before, there are a total of 16 people in your class. There are exactly 16 sets of desks and chairs in this classroom."

"Eh? Naegi-kun, don't you know?" Komaeda blinked, and the corners of his lips curled up in a beautiful and weird arc, "16 people only need 15 seats, is it common sense?"

what?

"Why... you said that 16 people only need 15 seats?"

When Makoto Naogi spoke, there was a hint of unconscious tremor in his voice. He raised his head and watched Komaeda stand up from his position, and took a step forward. Position, one step forward, the whole person will be completely shrouded in the opponent's shadow.

The gray-green eyeballs moved down slowly, and it was clear that they were still the mild eyes that had always been healed and blurred. At this moment, he felt the creeps on his skin for a moment.

"Why?" He smiled as usual, but his eyes showed a subtle look of indulgence mixed with reproach, and he sighed helplessly, "Mr. Sapling, you shouldn't ask me. You should know."

The brown-haired boy who was originally puzzled suddenly had a blank expression at that moment.

No, don't look at me like that.

So strange, so out of reach.When the mind is still unable to turn, the fear of being abandoned touches the brain earlier than any thought.

Did I...do something wrong?

Are you...are you disappointed in me?

It's like a program that has been calculating normally has been attacked by an unknown virus, and while the mind has become empty, another hidden program is overloaded.It's just that it can't solve any problems, just operate blindly, repeating and repeating the infinite loop trap set by the virus long ago, the CPU usage curve instantly soars red, and the overloaded body emits sparks before it collapses.

The surroundings of only Senior Komaeda suddenly became noisy, and it seemed that he could vaguely hear the voices of many people, some of whom he was familiar with long ago, and some who were strange but inexplicably kind.All this became chaotic in the sudden fire.His chest felt suffocated in the black smoke, and his skin felt stinging from the high temperature. When he regained consciousness, the important person who had been by his side had disappeared.

ah.correct.

Komaeda-senpai, Komaeda Nagito, is dead.

He died in that incident.In the event named "...".

sorry Sorry……

I'm so late...sorry...

Sorry I didn't have time to save you.

"Puff puff puff, you're actually crying." In his memory, a voice laughed when he felt extremely painful.

With the indifferent tone of a bystander, he casually said sarcastic remarks that seemed to be pitiful.

"Oh—that's so strange. Why do you still hold on to that memory? It's clearly such a bad past, why do you still resist forgetting? Puff puff puff, so stubborn, how pathetic (cute), obviously this All the things in the world worthy of your nostalgia have been destroyed, right?"

You don't understand at all, as "..." you don't understand our feelings.

"Give it up, forget it, throw it away. Shuffle everything you hate, and then, go back and start over."

"..."

"Hmm, I'm really looking forward to it, a new semester called Despair."

The sensitive software touched the too sharp memory fragments, curled up the tentacles dripping with blood, and returned to the safe shell.