Chapter 2: Fear Itself, Part I (Daily Life)
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"What frightens us today is exactly the same sort of thing that frightened us yesterday. It's just a different wolf. This fright complex is rooted in every individual." - Alfred Hitchcock
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*DING DONG BING BONG*
Another day here. The first day without either Junpei or Takeshi. I knew both of them didn't really do much to endear themselves to me, or to us, while they were alive, but I still kinda missed them? It just wouldn't the same, knowing that they were both dead.
Monokuma: Rise and shine, everyone! 7AM has officially arrived, and all rooms locked during nighttime are available again! In addition, as a reward for succeeding in the first Class Trial, a new sector of the Killing Game's grounds has been opened up! It'll be a good idea to check 'em out! Upupupu~
Huh? A new sector? What on Earth was he talking about? I got ready for the day, and as soon as possible I dashed out of my dorm room, towards the lunch hall, trying to find the others and see if he was telling the truth.
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When I got there, helping myself to the quickest option I could take, cereal, most were having their own breakfasts. It seemed that Momiji had already finished, and she was now currently playing a rather mournful tune on her cello.
Momiji: This is not for Junpei and Takeshi. I must admit that both were rather detestable people when they were alive. (sniff) I am shedding tears for my dear sister Kaede...
Yae put her hand on her shoulder, as if to comfort the grieving twin.
Yae: I know, Momiji. Loss is a terrible thing, huh?
Ayaka: Loss? You mean losing a tournament?
She took out her racket as if to prove a point.
Daisuke: Nice tennis racket there, by the way-
Ayaka: Does this look like a tennis racket to you? Do you even know what "Ultimate Badminton Player" even means?
I took another look at her racket, and it seemed a bit too long for a tennis racket. Ok, I had to admit it, it was actually a badminton racket. 'Cause that was the truth - and even if it wasn't Ayaka would get really mad.
Yashiro: Losing a competition is one thing. Losing a family member is another.
Ayaka: I know!
Yae: C'mon. Even I lost a couple of tournaments when I was a kid, and did I complain? No, I didn't. Stop thinking you're the top dog 'round here, Ayaka.
Ayaka: Says you!
Yashiro: We have a known murderer in our midst. The group is turning on itself...
Ringo: So what?
Yashiro: ...I need a drink.
Daisuke: Umm... guys?
Ringo: Yes?
Daisuke: ...Where's Shun? Or Goh, for that matter?
Kenji: They're scouting ahead over Monokuma's morning announcement. They'll be back shortly.
Yashiro: Well, speak of the devils and they shall appear.
True to his words, the two tracksuited boys, one short and in red, the other tall and in green - sorry, had to resist making a joke about those two plumbers there - arrived at the scene.
Shun: Guys, me and Goh found something odd.
Miyuki: What is it?
Goh: Uh, when we were looking around this place when we first got here, did any of you see four doors, all blocked off with tape?
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Danganronpa: Paradise Lost
神秘 / 驚悚"The life of Daisuke Hiyori, the Ultimate Hikikomori, turns upside down when he finds himself in the middle of nowhere alongside 15 other young prodigies. But then Monokuma returns and forces them into a Killing Game, where they will inevitably turn...