[Danganronpa] Forcing CP

? Komaeda stared at the surveillance screen for a while, completely confused about what kind of development this was.

He tried, but couldn't control the direction of the surveillance camera, and there was only this one icon on the entire desktop, so Komaeda finally had to give up the idea of ​​​​looking for other administrators to control the window.

But you can't find the information internally, so you can look for it externally.

Turning the main computer over, Komaeda confirmed through the label attached to it that the computer should have been produced within this year, and it looked very new.It's a pity that he doesn't have a mobile phone at hand, otherwise he can confirm the place of origin and which factory it came from based on the code.

Originally, I wanted to dismantle the mainframe directly to see the CPU and motherboard, but after thinking that it was unnecessary, Komaeda gave up the idea of ​​dismantling everything in this house.

Even though he really wanted to do it...

There is another door to this room.Komaeda carefully pushed open the door, it was a bathroom.

Komaeda felt a strange feeling in his heart.Generally, the layout of the bathroom is either a separate room, or it is placed together with the bedroom and the monitoring room. Although it is not impossible, it feels quite weird.Komaeda imagined that he had to go out of the bedroom to go to the bathroom at night, and then open the door of the monitoring room to enter the bathroom—it was so troublesome.

Does this mean that there are two kidnappers, one sleeping next door and the other monitoring in the surveillance room.But what is there to monitor for this kind of thing, there is a grid and alarm in the backyard, and the room of the corpse is completely sealed...

I don't understand.

Komaeda felt something creeping up from under his feet with just such a flash of skill.

A black-red liquid flowed out from the depths little by little, and the rust-like smell filled the entire bathroom.

Komaeda pushed the door open without changing his face, and without the cover of the door, an unspeakable stench that was so thick that it stinks permeated the air.

He quickly found the source of the liquid—the faucet on the bathtub was open, and crimson liquid gushed out, filling the entire bathtub, and the liquid was still overflowing.

Komaeda approached the bathtub around the blackened liquid with some distaste, he knew very well that the water could not be blood at all, if the blood had been diluted according to the water output from the faucet, it would have been diluted long ago.He turned off the faucet, and quickly understood why the water was overflowing. The drain was blocked by a large amount of hair.He calmly dipped some of the dark red water and tasted it——

"...iron oxide?"

Matsui felt that he had probably reached his limit.

Having been brain-bombarded, she is now sleepy as hell.

I really want to sleep.

She poured some water out of the jar and poured it on her face, but it didn't seem to help.

She felt like she was back in math class, no matter what method she used—splashing water on herself, pricking herself with a needle, or slapping herself, she was so sleepy that she could sleep with her head straight.

She has been staying in the same place as a wooden figure, and she can't even know how long the time has passed. This kind of mechanical waiting makes her quite irritable.

Just when she was so sleepy that she wanted to lean against the wall and fall asleep, she suddenly heard a slight rustling sound behind her.

Her scalp tightened, and she turned her head suddenly, but there was nothing behind her - after all, there was only a wall behind her.In the oil painting hanging on the wall, Ophelia seemed to be laughing at her nervousness, staring at her proudly with a half-smile expression.

Matsui didn't know whether he should feel disappointed or relaxed.She turned around slowly, and was thinking of discussing with Komaeda, not letting her stay here foolishly like a pillar, let her do something, at this moment, suddenly came from behind There was a crashing sound.In the next second, her neck was grabbed by a pair of hands, and her whole body was pulled back, and her head hit the wall directly.The strength was so great that she didn't have time to react at all, and all the jars in her hand fell to the ground in an instant.When she recovered what had happened, the whole world had started to spin like a disc being read.But her reaction was not slow. In this state where her entire vision was skewed and blurred, she picked up the thing in her hand without hesitation, and instinctively gave it to the other party.

The opponent let go of his hand.Matsui leaned against the wall and panted, but she didn't dare to think that she was out of danger. According to the position where the opponent fell down, she aimed at the opponent's head and knocked it more than a dozen times.Although she was so physically weak now, her hands were shaking all the time, so that she could hardly hold the iron rod, but she still held her breath and forced herself to give the other party a blow again and again.

This sequence of events took place in less than ten seconds.

When Komaeda, who felt something was wrong when he heard the movement, ran downstairs, Matsui had already knocked the person who was lying on the ground, and his life and death were all covered with blood.She kept repeating the movements of raising and lowering the stick like a robot, and a lot of blood was sprayed on her nightgown, hair, and face.The oil painting of Ophelia fell to the ground and was torn into two pieces. The face of the noble and elegant beautiful girl was soaked in bright red blood, and the expression that seemed to be a smile that was not a smile seemed even more treacherous.

She stopped and turned her expressionless face to him.That expression with blood on the face but dim pupils is actually quite scary to look at.The corner of Komaeda's mouth twitched, worried that she would hit him with the stick suddenly.

"Ayase, do you still recognize me?" He asked softly.

Matsui's out-of-focus pupils gradually became focused again.

"Komaeda."

Her voice was as soft as the breeze in March, but it carried a suffocating sense of oppression in the darkness.

"Take a deep breath, take a deep breath... Don't be so nervous, it's okay, it's okay..." On the contrary, he was more nervous than her, and he kept raising his hands in soothing gestures, comforting softly, "It's okay... I'm here... ... peace of mind ..."

Matsui tilted his head, the half-clotted blood flowed down his pale cheeks little by little.

"Ayase? Can I come over?"

Matsui silently moved the bloody iron rod in his hand, and finally laughed: "Komaeda, do you think this is the first time I have encountered such a thing?"

Sensitively hearing the deep resentment behind her words, Komaeda wisely chose to shut up.

She dragged the iron rod and walked towards him in a casual posture.There was an ear-piercing rubbing sound where the iron rod touched the ground, and a crooked bloodstain appeared along the dragged place like a snake crawling.Komaeda looked at her looking like she came over with a knife and wanted to kill someone, and suddenly felt a little soft in her legs.

It's true that Matsui's face is too frightening now, his whole body is splattered with blood, he's carrying an iron rod that just killed someone, with a half-smiling expression with black air on his long blue hair. The blood was slipping down drop by drop, like a vengeful ghost who had just crawled out of hell, it was a nightmare to see.

Komaeda resisted the thought of running away, and stood where he was.He intuitively felt that if he did something to irritate the person opposite him, there might be extremely terrifying consequences.

Matsui walked up to him, stretched out his blood-stained hand, and slapped him on the face without hesitation: "It annoys me to see your stupid face."

Komaeda whose face was covered with blood: "..."

But this expression seems to have accidentally entertained Matsui, she kept laughing with her hands on her shoulders: "Do you think I'm going to kill you?"

Komaeda's cold sweat came down again, and he could hear that although Matsui's words sounded like she was joking, her words contained a strong sense of murder, as if she was really thinking about this issue seriously.

#Girlfriend fell ill at a critical moment, what should I do at this time? #

He tried to calm down and comforted his little girlfriend who was on the verge of going berserk: "Ayase, let's see who that person is."

Sure enough, Matsui's attention was diverted.She shook her hands, wiped all the remaining blood on his clothes, raised her head and smiled sweetly: "Okay, we will do whatever you say we want to do."

Although she didn't smile like a broken doll like before, for some reason, her seemingly sweet but malicious smile made Komaeda feel even worse.In the darkness, she raised her face, her eyes were full of trust and admiration, just like a child loving her parents wholeheartedly - staring at him with such extremely abnormal eyes.

Matsui Ayase, the entire spiritual world is collapsing. ?