Yuudai Kenen was shaking.
Tears ran down his face, unwanted. He didn't know what to do, where to look.
Fuyutake Ganko stared at him with such an impossible viciousness, I felt like just her eyes would kill him.
"Well, we can't just stand around. We should discuss other evidence." Alastor Yashin said.
"Why?" Fuyu asked.
"We don't have all the...answers yet." Kyung said.
"Yes. There is a lot that needs to be discussed." Tamotsu said.
"Then...why don't we look at Fuyu's case?" Sora asked.
"Finally." The Graffiti Artist sighed.
"Who was at the show?" Tamotsu asked.
"Me, Aimi, Alastor, Fuyu, Kyung, Yuudai, and you." Kioko said, pointing to the Cello Player.
"So that leaves...Hisoka, Michi...and Seiichi." Kyung said.
"Actually, yeah. Where was Seiichi?" I asked, "during the first show, he passed me my outfits. In the second, they were already all laid out."
"H-he-" Yuudai paused, choking on his words.
"Actually, I don't remember seeing him either." Aimi frowned.
"He made that announcement towards the end." Alastor said.
"Because he was at the lighting desk." Yuudai said.
"I didn't see a fuckin' desk." Michi snorted.
"It was in the tent on the opposite side of the runway." Yuudai explained, "Seiichi asked me the night before about doing lighting for the show so it would look like what he wanted it to. I gave him a rundown of the desk and showed him how to use the mic."
"Right...and nobody knew about it why?" Fuyu asked.
"I did. Yuudai showed me." Sora said.
"Ah, I missed it." I frowned.
"Well...there were other circumstances leading to that." Tamotsu said.
Right.
Michi.
"And then...we all got distracted." Kioko said.
"Who was on lighting in the first show?" I asked.
"Seiichi again. The tent has an entrance to backstage, which led to his tent. From what I could tell, he set up a lighting state while you were changing, and then ran over to figure out what was next." Yuudai explained.
"That seems like such an effort." Aimi said.
"He was complaining about Asahi being late...apparently he needed you to do a run-through of clothes and lighting, and you weren't there." The Theatre Manager said.
"Ah..." I put my hand on the hairspray shell of my hair, "and the second show he already knew what was going on because of the first."
"That still doesn't explain the light...though." Kyung said.
"Well, I found something interesting with the light that fell." Yuudai seemed to be calming the more he spoke.
"The discoloured cable, right?" I asked, "and the socket."
"Yes! It looked burnt." Yuudai said, "But if it had shorted that bad, the whole lighting system should have gone down."
"Then...what could it be?" Tamotsu asked.
"Maybe someone was up there burning it until it fell!" Kioko said.
"Or it was...already faulty." Kyung offered.
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Future's Hope - A Danganronpa Spinoff
Fanfiction'Despair is a wretched, horrible thing. It twists and curls around the corners of your mind, waiting for the moment you weaken so it can break in and engulf your thoughts with bleak, depressing imagery. It bides its time, waits until you are hopefu...
