I woke up earlier, before Monokuma's announcement.
I went to the bathroom, stripped down, and turned on the shower.
"Huh? It doesn't work?" I'm confused.
"Idiot idiot idiot!"
"Fuck!" I stepped backwards.
"Monokuma! I know you want to intervene, but while I am naked?! Pervert!" I quickly ran to my bed and covered myself with the blanket.
"Worry none, war child. My only arousal comes from seeing people's despair." That teddy bear laughs menacingly.
"Anyway! You forgot that this hasn't been 7 AM yet! Why do you expect the water to be on?" He asked.
"Oh, sorry. In my place, I usually wake up even earlier." I answered.
Monokuma nodded.
"I guess I'll turn the water on earlier today. Say thank you to your kind headmaster."
"Th- thanks, Monokuma." I quickly settled into the shower as he left.
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After I finished bathing, I heard exactly what I expected to hear: Monokuma's morning declaration.
After I finished dressing myself, I walked to the dining hall and then the kitchen.
I checked the kitchen set to see if there were any available drinks, and I found a sachet of tea.
Heat the water, put the sachet, drops the sugar. And..
"Hey." I turned around. It's.. Kyoko Kirigiri. I gulped and found myself stuttering.
"Y- yes? W- What are your business here?" I try to calm myself down but I couldn't keep her pace up as she closed the distance between us. Not because of the zina problem or anything, but because of other circumstances.
"No. It was you who should answer what's your business here. Who are you?" She pulled my tie hard. Her breathing hot against mine.
"You don't know! I also don't know you! Because our memo-"
"Stop talking nonsense." She quickly shut my mouth up. Then she yank my hair closer and whispers.
"There are surveillance idiot! Stop acting like we remember anything. Also, even if I lost my memory, your existence makes me feel unease, imposter." She releases my hair harshly.
I take a few steps back, trying to grab one of the knives.
"I thought you were background observant!" I shouted. Kyoko seems surprised, but she also seems like she predicted my knowledge.
"Well, you force me not to be one. You are endangering all of us!" She prepared a battle pose, shaped her battle stance and clenched her battle fists.
"Guys! What are you doing! Let's eat our breakfast." I quickly ran into Chihiro's summon. Going out of the kitchen.
Kyoko relaxes herself before joining us for breakfast.
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I put my bowl down, then I walked out of the dining hall.
Today, if my memory wasn't wrong, is the day of Sayaka and Makoto's date, wasn't it? So it's free time.
I can talk with anyone. I guess I'll also do other preventive actions. If I can tell Leon not to answer Sayaka's invitation, I can stop any murder. I can stop the genocide happening here.
I search through the hallways trying to find Leon.
After hours of unrest, I found him in the laundry.
"Leon!" He didn't move an inch. I think I need to go inside the laundry. After all, my voice wasn't loud enough.
I opened the laundry door, but something is holding me.
Huh?
I take a peek from my edge if my eye. Someone is gagging and choking me. I try to raise my fist to counter, but a pair of finger strike countful of nerve strike to my neck. I collapsed without screaming.
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As I woke up, I found myself tied to a rope in the sauna bathhouse's dressing room.
"F- fuck! Whose work is this?!" I try to apply the technique to untie my hands and feet that I learned from my militia uncle.
"Stop moving, or I'll kill you." I found one of the kitchen knife is in front of my face.
"K- Kirigiri!?" I'm surprised. Why did she eventually become this active?
"You know too much about this place, aren't you?" I shook my head in refusal.
"Haha. Funny, Kyoko. Let me go, I am innocent!" I am resuming the untie trick.
"Abu, stop. We need to talk. This is about our survival." She keeps her stubbornness. If I continue interacting with her like this, she'll milk me as her informant as much as she could.
"Let me go! I have to prevent Leon or Sayaka's death!" I shouted, finally getting my release. But as I ran, she simply tackled me down.
I fell down. I dived like how Neymar would dive to gain her empathy or sympathy.
"Hey. You are not everyday amnesia students aren't you." She crouched down.
"Not only do you have the memories that others like me lost. You're also acting like you knew the future." She tilted her head as I sat.
"You're not my type anyway. I won't talk to you." I cross my arms and turn my head.
Hmpph!
"How do you even know that you lost your memory?" I asked. She huffed, then she started talking.
"What a tsundere guy. You ask me, I answer, then you answer me back. Okay?" I nodded.
First, let's talk about the school itself here. You must have realised that if we arrived at 7 AM, and woke up at 8 AM, there is no such way, the main hall gets sealed everywhere, made of thick heavy metal. That's unusual. Also me having zero knowledge about my own family's identity is very, very unusual." She explains.
"We? Anyway, if I really have so much information, shouldn't you have actually suspected me as a spy?" I stood up and patted my clothes to clean them.
Without a deep thought, she answered directly. Like she already analysed it before we met.
"You are trying to deepen Makoto and Sayaka's relations from the start, am I not wrong? Would some spy divide the students or unite them?" I nodded in agreement to her argument.
"I can actually do that to traumatise them even more. Do not be so assumptive. Can't you see me in the excitement of being here? If I weren't a spy, why would I get excited?" I countered. She deepened her tought for a while.
"That's a coping mechanism. Denial. Underestimating the threat just because you experienced wars."
"No, it was you who is still denying me being a spy."
"How about the scenery of seems careless about others' mental state? Shouldn't this be traumatising? There are traumas everywhere. And if you are really an observant, you should have realised how I did not care about them. Especially in the killing game's announcement." She looks like realised something.
"Maybe because in your camps you've been adapted to see thousands of traumatised people?"
"See? Your arguments are not to find if I spy or not. It's to deny that I am a spy. Denial."
"No spy has ever claimed themselves as a spy, idiot."
"That's not polite, Miss Kyoko."
"But, is endangering the lives of others by indirectly telling Monokuma you have the knowledge polite?" I'm frozen.
Ding dong. Bing bong.
The bell finally rings.
"Ugh, it's your fault for waking up not early enough." She threw the fault on me.
"Hey!"
"Mm, ahem, this is a school announcement. It is now 10 p.m. As such, it is officially nighttime. Soon, the doors to the dining hall will be locked, and entry at that point is strictly prohibited. Okay then...sweet dreams, everyone! Good night, sleep tight, don't let the bed bugs bite." Kyoko left me already to her bedroom.
I wait a few seconds or minutes, I don't want to be spotted talking here with her. She's not my type after all. After the time countdown, guarantee me that she is already in her bedroom, I start to walk out going to my bedroom.
Tomorrow is the AV scene. Will Sayaka survive the pressure or her past denial only make her trauma got worse? I don't know.