[Danganronpa] Forcing CP

? Open your eyes, is the familiar morning light.

She grabbed the phone, turned on the screen, and the moment she saw the date, she felt a sense of exhaustion and peace of mind at the same time.

Come back, a new cycle begins.

After sitting there blankly for a long time, she began to cry because of this sense of survival after the catastrophe.

She was crying loudly, hugging her knees and shivering non-stop.

Thank her for having the chance to start again, thank her for the chance to make amends.

She relaxed a little, and was captured by another sense of tension.

Shouldn't I bring some small gifts to meet Meihui today, to celebrate the friendship between the two... or something.

Matsui rubbed his messy hair, feeling like a primary school student.

Anyway... go out and do some shopping.

Speaking of which, what does Meihui like?Send some modest trinkets?small cake?Will she like the mango flavor?

Ah, time flies so slowly~ Why is it still not time for school?

She was in a nervous and expectant mood right now, so she involuntarily turned on her phone and clicked on the class message.

The action was purely unconscious, she was just looking for something to do.

However, as soon as the web page was opened, her eyes froze when she saw the big black characters.

"Mie Amano obituary".

It took a long time for her to regain control of her body, and she laughed "hahahahaha": "Are you kidding me... Meihui is fine now... You see, the date has come back, Meihui must be fine now Well. This group of people in the class, the whole person is a bit too much..."

She listened numbly to her dry laughter, which eventually turned into tears.

"It's impossible, such a thing... I'll go to Mei Hui's house to pick her up right now..."

She knew where Mie Amano lived, but she never went there.

With trepidation and anxiety, she knocked on the door.

The person who opened the door was a mature beauty with a gentle and beautiful but tired face. The face that resembled Mie Amano made Matsui understand the identity of this woman at once.

"I, I am Mie's classmate Matsui Ayase..."

Amano's mother nodded and squeezed out a forced smile: "Ah... please come in. Are you also here to offer incense to Meihui?"

Matsui, who was slipping on his slippers, felt like being shocked by an electric shock.

In a daze, he followed Amano's mother and walked in. There was a small mourning hall in the living room, with a photo of Amano Mie hanging on it.

Amano's mother continued: "Are you a good friend of Mei Hui? Mei Hui would be very happy if she knew that you came to see her... She mentioned you to me many times, and she likes you very much. Always It's a pity that I couldn't entertain you, I didn't expect to talk to you for the first time under such circumstances..."

"Meihui... how... did it happen?" She moved her head away with great difficulty, not daring to meet the eyes of the smiling girl in the photo.

Amano's mother sighed, and her eye circles were red again: "A traffic accident. I don't know what happened. After watching the surveillance, the child suddenly rushed out of the crowd and ran to the middle of the road. Obviously there was no one in the middle of the road at that time. People, but she seems to have pushed something... In the end, she was hit by a speeding sports car and flew out, and the car behind couldn't brake enough to run over her directly... My poor child..."

Matsui felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

Rejecting Amano's mother's proposal to keep her for dinner, Matsui walked home with a heavy body.

It could be seen that because of Meihui's death, that traditional Japanese woman was already on the verge of collapse.

Is there no chance for her to make up for it?

Obviously, it has been repeated so many times...why can't it be done this time?

Was God playing with her?Or is it just something she should bear, she should not expect to have friends like human garbage, she has also become a mobile source of disasters, just getting close to others will bring her misfortune?

Was it the wrong way for her to commit suicide?If she commits suicide again, will Mei Hui come back?

She picked up the kitchen knife, walked into the bathroom, and started running hot water.

Arms, thighs, abdomen.

She stabbed herself with a knife and lay in the bathtub.Hot water can prevent the wound from coagulating, and at the same time increase blood circulation, allowing faster bleeding.

Her body twitched incessantly because of the pain.Even soaking in hot water, the rapid loss of blood made her feel colder and colder.

Dying this way is painful and takes too long.

Next time... Next time, we must improve the method of suicide...

In the confusion, her thinking also began to gradually become fragmented.

I want to eat wagashi from Dongjie tomorrow...

I want to go shopping with Meihui...

Rats are so annoying...

She's in college, and the uniform is so pretty...

It seems to be back to elementary school again, Chuang Jun is holding her hand to go to school...

What is her dream...?

The Peak of Hope.

Hope's Peak... what is it...

Soft... Cotton Candy...

The peaceful world suddenly became noisy.

"Someone committed suicide here!"

"Police! Please come out and open the door!"

"Forcing to break in!"

"Not dead yet, ambulance personnel! Hurry up and rescue him!"

The world... turned white.

Ah, Meihui...

I am sorry.

Still... I couldn't save you.

Later, Matsui Ayase disappeared from Spiral High School.

Although it was said on the surface that Matsui Ayase went to a foreign school for further study, the students in the class all knew another theory that was more gossipy and made them believe more-in fact, Matsui was in poor mental condition and was sent to the Mental hospital for compulsory treatment.

Of course, the disappearance of this former campus popular king only triggered a short-term upsurge of discussion, and it fell silent after a few weeks.

After all, people are forgetful, and there are too many external stimuli.

They didn't know where Matsui's family lived, and they had no way of contacting him other than email.

So Matsui completely disappeared from their field of vision. ?

☆、Finale·Continuation of Nightmare

? She just remembers breaking down and crying.

Why she was crying, why she was crying, she had no idea.

She just...

feel sad.

Unbearably sad.

It was as if something important was lost, but she didn't know what was important and how it was lost.

She was just crying, crying uncontrollably.

Then, I heard someone say softly to her——

"Just look at me."

"Just feel sorry for me."

"I have nothing to be sad about, so...you don't need to be sad either."

Miraculously, she stopped crying.

In the blue world, all she can look at is blank space.

and also--

he.

He stood on the other side of the blue, smiling softly at her--it was a very heart-wrenching smile.

He raised his hand, put it on his heart, and said softly to her, "I like you."

"Like it?"

"do you like me?"?

☆, beginning

? This is at the very beginning—even earlier in the story.

It is the story of the students who will kill each other in Hope's Peak Academy in the future before entering Hope's Peak Academy.

It's the story before it all started - when nothing happened.

"Finally, there is another report." Hope's Peak Academy principal said.

This is the meeting room of Hope's Peak Academy.However, unlike ordinary meeting rooms, this is a special meeting room.

There is a large wooden round table in the center of the room, the floor is covered with a red velvet blanket, and the windows are hung with heavy curtains.Unlike a school, the atmosphere of an old hostel seems to be brewing here.

"...What's the matter? Isn't it over yet?" The four review committee members who thought the meeting was over and stood up did not hide their impatient expressions at all.

"So, what is this 'report' you speak of?"

The principal replied seriously, "It's about the selection results of the No. 70 [-]th "Super High School Luck"."

As soon as the words fell, a few disappointed sighs were heard.

"What, it turned out to be that exception..."

The luck of the super high school class——that is Hope's Peak Academy, a "super high school class" selected by lottery from high school students across the country.Those who are drawn can unconditionally obtain the admission qualifications of Hope's Peak Academy-thus, the four members of the review committee will ridicule that it is an "exception". "Luck is not a talent at all", this is the consensus of the four.

"Really, this is really a serious waste."

"Don't you have talents with more research value?"

Such voices of dissatisfaction overflowed from the mouths of the committee members.

Hope's Peak Academy Review Committee - They are the actual rulers of Hope's Peak Academy, and even have the authority to appoint and dismiss the head of the school.In other words, even the head of the school cannot speak rashly in front of them—even if they objected.

"Although it's just my own opinion, I insist that "luck" is also a kind of talent."

The principal retorted in a calm tone.Although he hated these stubborn reviewers from the bottom of his heart, he did not show such an attitude at all.

This man who is the principal of the school has a certain lofty ambition.

In order to achieve it, it must not be targeted by people from the review committee.Even so, if you bend your ambitions because you are too worried, you are putting the cart before the horse.

Because of this, the principal explained with unprecedented caution:

"Sometimes 'luck' can surpass excellent talent or any effort. Because of this, we are more blessed than anyone else and fear 'luck'. It can be simply explained as chance or It's luck, but I can't ignore it anyway. Is "luck" just an element of uncertainty? Or is it also a kind of talent? As a sample to explain these clearly—"

"That's why I said that luck is not a talent."

An impatient voice interrupted the Headmaster's words.

"In the final analysis, luck is just an impression. When an event with a small probability occurs, we call it luck. Everything is just the observer's impression. In fact, it is just what should happen. Even if the probability of occurrence is low, It’s just something that could have happened.”

The headmaster nodded lightly at this, and——slowly opened his mouth.

"But is that really all that is?"

"……What did you say?"

"For example, the luck of the super high school class last time..."

Hearing this, the faces of the review committee members changed.

It's almost like the expression when a taboo topic that cannot be touched is mentioned.

"If it's just what should have happened, why do things always happen to be in his favor? Seeing him, I can't believe that luck is purely consequential."

"Even so... that result shouldn't be that."

It sounded like a disgusted voice.Several members of the review committee showed unhappy expressions like swallowing bugs.It's always been that way when it comes to this character.

What they were talking about was about a certain boy who enrolled as "super high school-level luck" last time.

Indeed, he was a problem child, and quite problematic, even to such an extent that it disrupted the normal lives of the other students.To make matters worse, I did not mean any harm.His existence is a headache for the principal, but——

"That said, we all have to admit his luck. Isn't that an ability that matches the name "talent"?"

Several members of the review committee fell silent because they had nothing to refute.

After a while, one member of the review committee who couldn't hold on leaned back in his chair and said.

"I don't mean to change my mind. Then do as you like."

As if waiting for these words, the principal immediately bowed.

"Many thanks."

After bowing deeply, he slowly raised his head and took out a document he had prepared in advance.

On it was written the personal data of the student who was selected as No. 70 No. [-] "Super High School Level Lucky".Even things that I have forgotten are recorded in detail.But how did Hope's Peak Academy investigate it?

The answer is no suspense.

It is Hope's Peak Academy that can do this kind of thing.

Only high school students with special talents are allowed to enroll, and with the purpose of nurturing "hope" who will shoulder the future of the country, it has cultivated top graduates occupying important positions in various fields, a privileged school recognized by the government-such a powerful and shocking academy , It is meaningless to measure with ordinary people's common sense.

The principal held the document in his hand and continued to report.

"This time, Hope's Peak Academy selected one student from all over the country through a fair lottery as a 'super high school-level lucky' to enter our school."

In front of the review committee who had lost interest, the headmaster said loudly:

"This student's name is—"

The principal looked at the document in his hand, and said the name inside.

The name of a certain female high school student——

"Matsui Ayase."?

☆、Pocky Day of if World

?Speaking of...

Seems like today is "Pocky" day?

I stared at the big "11/11" on the screen of my phone for a while, and when I moved away, a silly face with white hair appeared in front of me.

"Ayase, good morning." He showed a soft and warm smile like a spring breeze.

I stretched out my hand expressionlessly and pressed his head into the soft quilt.

"Koma! Branch! I told you not to be scary in the morning!"

I'm used to this guy occasionally coming to my house to eat and drink in the name of smashing my little sister, but can I stop so early in order to eat and drink? ?

I haven't woken up yet!When I woke up, I found a stupid face stuck in front of my eyes and the tip of my nose facing the tip of my nose. It was really scary!

And I haven't washed my face now, my eyes must be swollen, my face is full of oil, and maybe there is eye mucus—Komaeda, you bastard, how much do you think about the dignity of girls!

I straightened up, grabbed his collar with both hands, and mercilessly threw this human dog, which was as lazy as a mollusc, out of the room.

"Ayase Ayase, I'll wait for you in the lobby below! Breakfast is already ready, it's what you like to eat"

This guy is still so loud even after being thrown out.

I always felt that I could already imagine this guy squatting by the door and wagging his tail happily, so I rubbed my arm with goosebumps.Sometimes Komaeda is like a little maid who especially wants to be praised. I always feel that being a man is a bit too girly...

"Ayase, don't go barefoot when you come down, you will catch a cold. Oh, yes, I helped you organize your closet yesterday. If you want to wear that beige sweater you usually like, remember to go to the second compartment to get it. And that I washed a lambswool coat for you and left it to dry outside, so don’t look for it..."

Komaeda... are you a long-winded old lady...

My brows trembled, but I didn't know why I felt a little funny again, so I shouted angrily: "Got it, shut up, it's so noisy."

The voice outside the door stopped suddenly, and the footsteps gradually faded away.

I wandered into the bathroom with bare feet and looked at myself in the mirror with bloodshot eyes.It was too late yesterday to play games and stay up late. I wanted to catch up on sleep today, but Komaeda woke up so early with a fright.

——I wanted to tear him apart.

I scooped up a handful of water and splashed it on my face, watching the drops of water dripping down my face, even the hair in front was wet.

Huh, awake.

Feeling a bit cold on the tiles, I was a little afraid of catching cold, so I went back and put on my slippers.

Strange, I was clearly not someone who would pay attention to such things before.

I was a little confused by my attitude, but I finished the washing work quickly.In the end, my eyes glanced at the bottles and jars on the dressing table—it is reasonable to say that there are guests at home, so I should at least put on light makeup to show respect, but if it is Komaeda...

Too lazy to melt.

A little resigned, I slapped a layer of lotion and a layer of barrier on my face to finish. I clattered down the stairs in my thick winter pajamas and slippers.Komaeda had already turned on the air conditioner, and the whole house was as warm as in a bathhouse.He sat at the dining table with a newspaper and read it as if he was at home-this kind of preference is almost like an old man.

Seeing me coming, his eyes lit up: "Ayase, good morning."

I yawned and sat next to him: "Morning... Today is pasta."

"Hmm. Do you need black pepper powder?"

"Sprinkle a little...the eggs don't want to eat the yolk, here you are."

I separated the egg white from the yolk quite skillfully, and stuffed the yolk into Komaeda's dinner plate.At the beginning of this activity, I was a little guilty, but after doing it countless times, I am still a little confident now.

Komaeda just pursed his lips and smiled, and sprinkled some black pepper powder for me.

Speaking of which, since Komaeda came to help me cook, it seems that the food and treatment have improved a lot... I used to basically only eat Japanese-style breakfast, whether it is black pepper powder or salad dressing, it is only recently I went shopping with Komaeda.

I casually picked up the noodles, and just as I stuffed them into my mouth, I heard Komaeda's voice: "Speaking of which, today is November [-]th...Did Ayase buy Pocky?"

I rolled my eyes and said vaguely: "I didn't buy it, but it's none of my business."

I don’t know who made a fool of myself. Looking at the four small sticks on November 11, I thought it was Pocky, but now it has become the so-called "Pocky" day... It’s not like I haven’t eaten Pocky, why are you rushing? Eat it today, it seems that if you don’t eat Pocky today, you will not be human...

Komaeda laughed softly, took the time to smash the egg yolk I stuffed into the noodles with a fork, and said casually, "Do you want to go out and buy some today?"

I shook my head and said with a sleepy face: "I just want to sleep today, I don't want to go out..."

"I'm sorry to trouble you, Ayase... Sure enough, I came to call you so early, this kind of behavior is disgusting..."

I nodded expressionlessly: "It's really annoying."

"I'm really sorry about that."

"I don't feel apologetic at all."

"As an apology, I made this breakfast."

I think there should be blue veins popping out on my forehead-this kind of apology is really perfunctory!

Komaeda smiled happily, but he still said pitifully: "Sure enough, people like me shouldn't come here. Ayase must think I'm annoying. That's right, I'm wasting other people's lives like this. A rubbish creature that communicates strength and time between people, no one would be willing to talk to me... It was already a surprise that you, Ayase, would allow me to eat at the same table with you, but in the end I still... "

"Shut up, I don't think you are annoying, give me a good meal."

Seeing him smiling contentedly, I didn't know why I felt a little shy, so I lowered my head and started stuffing cucumber slices into my mouth.I really can't say this kind of thing too much, it's not like my style at all...

"By the way, does Ayase want to eat Pocky? I brought it."

He suddenly seemed to remember something, rummaged through the bag at his feet for a while, and found two packs of Pocky, showing a gentle smile harmless to humans and animals, and stuffed one into my mouth: "Chocolate flavor, you The kind I usually eat the most.”

I complained: "Since you bought it, why would you suggest going out to buy it..." Even though I said so, I still held the Pocky honestly.The sweetness of the chocolate melting in the mouth is really wonderful, which makes my mood slightly higher.

...Eh, why is Komaeda so close?

Looking for another morning scare?

Speaking of which, I found out that this guy is really good-looking when I got close... His skin is almost whiter than mine, and his face looks very soft. If you poke it, it should feel good.

"Because... I wanted to take this opportunity to ask you, Ayase, for a date."

He said casually.

Well, Komaeda's eyes are also very beautiful, the lake green eyes are not the clear type, but rather like the calm lake water in the morning, hazy as if shrouded in fog.

Hey, wait a minute...

What did he just say! ?

The moment I was about to regain consciousness, he quickly got up and pressed over, carefully held my face, and then slammed half of the Pocky in my mouth.After finishing this series of actions, he sat back slowly: "The chocolate-flavored Pocky is really sweet."

The remaining half of Pocky in my mouth fell straight to the floor.

After a long time, I met his anxious eyes and said with a blank expression: "Are you playing a hooligan?"

"Eh... no, no, nothing... Ayase, put down the fork in your hand and calm down..."

"Hehe, hehehe, hehehehehehe... Komaeda, you play a hooligan and still want to live in this world, don't you think it's too beautiful?"

"Ayase, I, I will take responsibility for you..."

"Get out, go back to your house and change into a down jacket before coming out. Wear the gray one. Wait for me at the door in 5 minutes. I want to go to Linchuan Park today."

"……Hey?"

"Get out, don't make me repeat it a third time."

"Okay! Is this a date? Is it a date?"

"Get out."

"Okay, I'll get out right away. Ah yes, Ayase, I want to see you wearing that gray cloak and windbreaker, so we can be a couple..."

"Get out, get out!"?