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The day was fairly uneventful, but when dinner rolled around I suddenly realised how hungry I was.
Kioko found me and pulled me to the cafeteria, where I was surprised to find that there really wasn't much food on offer, and Tamotsu, who had made the food, was doling out small servings to everyone.
"What's up with this shit?" Michi finally brought the question up when everyone was sat down, "I'm fuckin' starving!"
"Three days of eating nothing followed by gorging yourself on a feast is a sure way to become extremely sick." Tamotsu explained.
"I don't fuckin' care if I get sick or not, I want food! I've been trainin' all day and eaten nothing!" He shouted.
"Leave him alone." Rei murmured.
"The fuck did you say, ghost girl?" Michi asked.
"He's trying to help." Rei replied.
"He ain't helpin' me! I need to carb-load!" The Speed Skater snatched his plate off the table and stood, "I'm going to make myself something to eat." Flipping us off, he disappeared into the kitchen.
"He is...very rude." Kyung frowned.
"Someone oughta whack him." Sora rolled her eyes.
"Didn't you do that a couple of days ago?" Aimi asked.
"Someone oughta whack him again." Sora corrected herself.
"That's not going to help. He's got a serious case of narcissism, nothing's gonna make him change." Seiichi picked at his fingernails, sighing.
"Either way, he will most likely feel sick tomorrow morning," Tamotsu said, "I apologise, everyone, but it is going to take more than a few days for you to return to normal eating habits."
"Thanks for helping us stay healthy, dad." Yuudai grinned mischievously.
Tamotsu simply sighed and began collecting plates.
As he went to grab mine I stood, "I'll help you."
"No need. There is a dishwasher in the kitchen." Tamotsu smiled.
"Then I'll clean up the leftovers." I replied.
"I have done that already." Tamotsu said.
"Woah, what a gentleman! He thought of everything!" Kioko gasped.
"Can I help you with anything?" I asked. Tamotsu paused briefly, thinking.
"I suppose breakfast tomorrow. I must admit, it was quite difficult to cook for fourteen." He said.
"What if we set up a roster? Certain people cook on certain days." Alastor suggested.
"Perhaps that would be good, as long as the people rostered have some sort of knowledge on basic dishes." Tamotsu replied.
"I feel like that was aimed at me." Yuudai raised an eyebrow.
"To be fair, you did have a stick of butter on your forehead." I ran a hand through my hair.
"He what?" Fuyutake suddenly spoke up from the end of the table, practically spitting out the water she had been drinking.
Everyone's heads turned to the Graffiti Artist, who immediately shut up. The mood dropped.
"You're here." Sora stated. There was no malice, but she didn't sound happy about it.
"Why is she here?" Rouko asked.
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Future's Hope - A Danganronpa Spinoff
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