Name: Himiko Yumeno
Gender: Female
Age: 17
Sexuality: Bisexual
Height- 4'11″ / 150 cm
Status: Alive, post-Killing Harmony
Significant others: TBD

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@magical-survivor
Name: Himiko Yumeno
Gender: Female
Age: 17
Sexuality: Bisexual
Height- 4'11″ / 150 cm
Status: Alive, post-Killing Harmony
Significant others: TBD
Do you have a treadmill? Weights to lift? A pet to tend to? (bonus points if it's a dog to walk) those are some ways to get active inside!!
“Ehhh... no, I don’t... I haven’t even been in this apartment for that long. I’d try those things if they were available to me, but I dunno what other options I even have.”
[ Sugar Rush M!A: 4/15 ]
It’s time to get ✨active✨
“Active...? Nyeh, you mean like exercise? No way,” Himiko shook her head, walking in circles in the middle of her apartment. “If I even wanted to, uhm... go to the gym... if that’s where everybody goes to exercise... being in public already is bad enough. People would stare and take pictures if I was in the same place in public for too long.”
[ Sugar Rush M!A: 3/15 ]
Favorite animal?
“Nyehhhh... uhm... probably owls. Or cats. One of the two. Or both,“ she rambled, pacing back and forth. “What a pain... this whole sugar thing ends kinda soon, right...?”
[ Sugar Rush M!A: 2/15 ]
" Hello! You must be one of the survivors from Monokuma's Killing Game. I bet you did amazing!"
The girl with golden eyes waved their hand "My name is Noya Haru, the ultimate actress! We don't know each other since I came from another killing game" she added
“Y-Yeah, um... i-it’s nice to meet you,” Himiko nodded, fidgeting restlessly with the cuffs of her sleeves. She meant for it to come out nicely, but that was hard to tell with how distracted she seemed. “’M sorry, now isn’t a great time...” she mumbled, looking off to the side. The attention she’d gotten in public recently from the killing game wasn’t exactly something she was fond of, so she was a bit hesitant to start up a conversation based around that... not to mention the abnormal amount of energy that she’d just received had thrown her off entirely.
[ Sugar Rush M!A: 1/15 ]
M!A: Sugar rush for 15 asks
“Nyeh...? A sugar rush? That thing where you eat a bunch of sugary stuff and you get all buzzy and have too much ener—”
*poof~!*
“...oh. Y-Yeah. I was right. This feels awful— what a pain,” she mumbled, shaking her hands slightly as if to try and get rid of some of the excessive energy she felt. If you paid close attention, she seemed to be talking a little faster than normal.
[ Sugar Rush M!A: 0/15 - Start! ]
Your hair is pretty ❤️
“Wait, what? You... really think so?” Himiko asked in disbelief, her cheeks turning a light pink color. “...that’s a new one! That’s... really nice of you, anonymous!”
You're cute ;>
“...” Himiko sighed, shutting her apartment door behind her. “Yeah, I... get that a lot. Thanks, I guess,” she mumbled. She seemed run-down...
The screen in front of you is mostly blank, with the exception of a loading bar, slowly creeping towards its end. There’s no video from the other end of your connection yet, but there is muffled audio, resembling a young girl’s voice. “Nyehh… come on, why won’t this work? Maybe technology like this is built with protection spells… that’s why my magic isn’t working…”
Within a few seconds, the screen flicked on, showing a rather short girl on the other end, tugging on her skirt with a frustrated expression. After a moment, she glanced back over to the camera, her face lighting up once she realized that it was working.
“Ha-haha! I spoke too soon, my magic did work!” she exclaimed triumphantly, a wide grin across her face. The tiny redhead positioned herself in the frame, adjusting the collar on her shirt a bit in order to prepare for her introduction.
“I’ll, um… I admit, I don’t know exactly who’s listening right now. I’d cast an identification spell, but I used up all my mana on starting this whole broadcast in the first place,” she huffed. “But, um… let me know if you’re here!”
“Anyways, I’m Himiko Yumeno!” she announced proudly, seeming to brighten up a bit at the chance to introduce herself. “I’m the Ultimate Mage, so remember that well! I’m here to spread my magic throughout the whole world!”
She hesitated for a moment, her disposition falling a bit again. “But, um… the biggest reason I’m here is to try and find my classmates again,” she mumbled. “The people at the killing game didn’t let us see each other again after we woke up from the simulation, and… there are a couple people that I really want to see again,” she mumbled, seeming a little embarrassed about that. Realizing that she’d brought the mood down a bit, she tried to bring it back up again. “So spread the word about this, okay? And if you’re rude about any of this, I’ll use the little bit of mana I have left to hex your mouth shut,” she muttered, crossing her arms.
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The complete opposite of Himiko stood at the other side of the screen, waiting anxiously for the video to load upon hearing a familiar voice.
Himiko’s opposite was tall, pretty confident in herself, and she definitely kept herself occupied at all times. That girl was Tenko Chabashira - The Ultimate Aikido Master! And when the short mage showed up on screen, an excited squeal escaped her lips.
“Himiko! Is that really you!?” Tenko beamed, ready to jump through the screen and give Himiko a big hug. Unfortunately, that was impossible. A couple thrilled giggles came from the martial artist, it was clear to anyone that she had a lot of energy stored up in that big body of her’s.
“Is this a trick? Are my big bold eyes deceiving me!?” She rubbed her eyes and blinked, only to giggle again. “Haha, nope! It is you, Himiko! I could tell you apart from any old degenerate male trying to play a cruel trick on me any day~”
“T-Tenko?!” Himiko blinked. Maybe that’s why the spell was so draining… it picked up one of the people that I really, really wanted to see… right? This is Tenko, right? She fell silent for a moment, just watching the other girl talk to her from the other end of the video call. This was Tenko. That was undeniable. This was her, acting the same as ever.
“Tenko…!” Himiko sobbed, feeling emotions she thought she was long done with immediately rise up and spill over inside of her. “I-It’s really you? You’re… you’re alive, you’re okay…!“ she exclaimed. “You… I-I didn’t know… I wish I knew what was going on, I woulda tried to save you, but I didn’t know he was planning to kill whoever volunteered! I’m so sorry, I… I missed you so much…” she insisted, wiping her tears away as they spilled down her cheeks.
“No, no no! Himiko, please don’t cry over me, I’d hate to see a tiny flower’s petals wilting because of something else!” Tenko cried, a look of dismay instead. “Instead, cry happy tears because I’m here, alright? Don’t waste those on vile males like Korekiyo!”
“…” Himiko shakily nodded, taking a moment to try to stabilize her breathing and wipe her tears away. “N-Nyeh… you’re right… y-you’re here, the deaths were just in the simulation…” she mumbled, trying her best to convince herself that things were fine. “Uhm… I’m sorry… I told myself the day after the trial that I wasn’t gonna cry, that you and Angie wouldn’t want me to cry, but this… you caught me off guard,” Himiko mumbled.
“It’s not that Tenko and Angie wouldn’t want you to cry, Himiko! We don’t want you to cry bad tears, we want you to cry good ones because of all the memories we had! Happy Crying lets out a bunch of emotion, y'know!” Tenko comforted, still overflowing with emotion. “Tenko apologizes for catching you off guard!! I’ll apologize as many times as you want, Yumeno-san! I’ll apologize until you’re finally happy!”
Himiko sighed, wiping her remaining tears away. “No, don’t… you don’t have to do that, Tenko. Saying sorry isn’t gonna make me feel better, you didn’t do anything wrong,” she explained, shaking her head. “I dunno. I’m… really happy to see you, but I think I was just too upset over what happened in the simulation for ‘happy tears’.”
“Well, are you still sad? If not, you should Start catching up with Tenko, she’s happy to know you’re safe and in a cozy place! Who else survived with Yumeno-san? Did any degenerate males survive!?” Somehow Tenko is more focused on the possibility of men surviving then dying herself - She’s not gonna be happy meeting Shuichi again 🙁
“No, um… I think I’m feeling better now, thanks,” Himiko mumbled, glancing back at the part of her apartment that was in view of the camera when Tenko mentioned it being cozy. “I mean… technically we all survived, ‘cause it was just a simulation, but if you mean who didn’t die in the game… it was me, Maki, and Shuichi. Don’t be upset with him, though, ‘cuz we might have died without him doing his Ultimate Detective stuff.”
“Great! I’m glad you feel better, Himiko!” Tenko beamed, a smile put on her face, only to be wiped off a moment later, hearing the news about Shuichi. “Hmph.. I guess he’s just a bit better than all the rest, since he did help during the trials, but he’s not off the hook! I’m just glad you’re okay!”
“I don’t think he should be ‘on’ the hook in the first place. I know you don’t like guys, Tenko, but he’s super nice, you know… he was super understanding after you and Angie, um… weren’t there anymore,” she explained, wanting to defend her friend while he wasn’t there. “But I’m glad you’re okay, too… I’m sorry that stuff ever happened in the first place.”
“…” Avoiding what she said, I see, “It wasn’t your fault, Himiko! It was that degenerate’s fault, if I had knew that’s what he was planning.. HAIYAH! I would’ve punched him into orbit like he deserves! One of the worst degenerate males there is, and that says a lot!”
“I thought we said we weren’t going to waste our time on Korekiyo,” Himiko pointed out, fidgeting with the ends of her sleeves. “Nyeh... I hate to be rude and, like... interrupt our conversations and stuff, ‘cuz it’s been forever, and I really missed you, but... maybe it’d be best if we didn’t focus a ton on the killing game...” she suggested.
What the fuck Tenko? Why the fuck are you friends with that awful bitch, Himiko? No it’s not a insult, it’s objectively true. She’s a obnoxious horrible ungrateful toxic bitch. I’m a woman, I hate those kind of bitches. Why would you want to be friends with someone who says they don’t want want your male friends to live because they’re male. Imagine a man telling you shouldn’t survive because you’re a woman or anything by existing. It makes you feel shitty, doesn’t it?
[ I understand sending asks criticizing other characters to see Himiko’s reaction, but this is simply going too far. This is full-on character hate, and I do not tolerate that on my RP blogs— this is a place for me to write Himiko’s character, develop her story for you all to read, and for us all to have fun in the meantime. Please do not send in asks like this in the future— it makes me severely uncomfortable, and I don’t want to share this kind of negative content with my followers when this space is for entertainment. Any future asks like this will be deleted from my inbox. ]
The screen in front of you is mostly blank, with the exception of a loading bar, slowly creeping towards its end. There’s no video from the other end of your connection yet, but there is muffled audio, resembling a young girl’s voice. “Nyehh… come on, why won’t this work? Maybe technology like this is built with protection spells… that’s why my magic isn’t working…”
Within a few seconds, the screen flicked on, showing a rather short girl on the other end, tugging on her skirt with a frustrated expression. After a moment, she glanced back over to the camera, her face lighting up once she realized that it was working.
“Ha-haha! I spoke too soon, my magic did work!” she exclaimed triumphantly, a wide grin across her face. The tiny redhead positioned herself in the frame, adjusting the collar on her shirt a bit in order to prepare for her introduction.
“I’ll, um… I admit, I don’t know exactly who’s listening right now. I’d cast an identification spell, but I used up all my mana on starting this whole broadcast in the first place,” she huffed. “But, um… let me know if you’re here!”
“Anyways, I’m Himiko Yumeno!” she announced proudly, seeming to brighten up a bit at the chance to introduce herself. “I’m the Ultimate Mage, so remember that well! I’m here to spread my magic throughout the whole world!”
She hesitated for a moment, her disposition falling a bit again. “But, um… the biggest reason I’m here is to try and find my classmates again,” she mumbled. “The people at the killing game didn’t let us see each other again after we woke up from the simulation, and… there are a couple people that I really want to see again,” she mumbled, seeming a little embarrassed about that. Realizing that she’d brought the mood down a bit, she tried to bring it back up again. “So spread the word about this, okay? And if you’re rude about any of this, I’ll use the little bit of mana I have left to hex your mouth shut,” she muttered, crossing her arms.
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The complete opposite of Himiko stood at the other side of the screen, waiting anxiously for the video to load upon hearing a familiar voice.
Himiko’s opposite was tall, pretty confident in herself, and she definitely kept herself occupied at all times. That girl was Tenko Chabashira - The Ultimate Aikido Master! And when the short mage showed up on screen, an excited squeal escaped her lips.
“Himiko! Is that really you!?” Tenko beamed, ready to jump through the screen and give Himiko a big hug. Unfortunately, that was impossible. A couple thrilled giggles came from the martial artist, it was clear to anyone that she had a lot of energy stored up in that big body of her’s.
“Is this a trick? Are my big bold eyes deceiving me!?” She rubbed her eyes and blinked, only to giggle again. “Haha, nope! It is you, Himiko! I could tell you apart from any old degenerate male trying to play a cruel trick on me any day~”
“T-Tenko?!” Himiko blinked. Maybe that’s why the spell was so draining… it picked up one of the people that I really, really wanted to see… right? This is Tenko, right? She fell silent for a moment, just watching the other girl talk to her from the other end of the video call. This was Tenko. That was undeniable. This was her, acting the same as ever.
“Tenko…!” Himiko sobbed, feeling emotions she thought she was long done with immediately rise up and spill over inside of her. “I-It’s really you? You’re… you’re alive, you’re okay…!“ she exclaimed. “You… I-I didn’t know… I wish I knew what was going on, I woulda tried to save you, but I didn’t know he was planning to kill whoever volunteered! I’m so sorry, I… I missed you so much…” she insisted, wiping her tears away as they spilled down her cheeks.
“No, no no! Himiko, please don’t cry over me, I’d hate to see a tiny flower’s petals wilting because of something else!” Tenko cried, a look of dismay instead. “Instead, cry happy tears because I’m here, alright? Don’t waste those on vile males like Korekiyo!”
“…” Himiko shakily nodded, taking a moment to try to stabilize her breathing and wipe her tears away. “N-Nyeh… you’re right… y-you’re here, the deaths were just in the simulation…” she mumbled, trying her best to convince herself that things were fine. “Uhm… I’m sorry… I told myself the day after the trial that I wasn’t gonna cry, that you and Angie wouldn’t want me to cry, but this… you caught me off guard,” Himiko mumbled.
“It’s not that Tenko and Angie wouldn’t want you to cry, Himiko! We don’t want you to cry bad tears, we want you to cry good ones because of all the memories we had! Happy Crying lets out a bunch of emotion, y'know!” Tenko comforted, still overflowing with emotion. “Tenko apologizes for catching you off guard!! I’ll apologize as many times as you want, Yumeno-san! I’ll apologize until you’re finally happy!”
Himiko sighed, wiping her remaining tears away. “No, don’t… you don’t have to do that, Tenko. Saying sorry isn’t gonna make me feel better, you didn’t do anything wrong,” she explained, shaking her head. “I dunno. I’m… really happy to see you, but I think I was just too upset over what happened in the simulation for ‘happy tears’.”
“Well, are you still sad? If not, you should Start catching up with Tenko, she’s happy to know you’re safe and in a cozy place! Who else survived with Yumeno-san? Did any degenerate males survive!?” Somehow Tenko is more focused on the possibility of men surviving then dying herself - She’s not gonna be happy meeting Shuichi again 🙁
“No, um… I think I’m feeling better now, thanks,” Himiko mumbled, glancing back at the part of her apartment that was in view of the camera when Tenko mentioned it being cozy. “I mean… technically we all survived, ‘cause it was just a simulation, but if you mean who didn’t die in the game… it was me, Maki, and Shuichi. Don’t be upset with him, though, ‘cuz we might have died without him doing his Ultimate Detective stuff.”
“Great! I’m glad you feel better, Himiko!” Tenko beamed, a smile put on her face, only to be wiped off a moment later, hearing the news about Shuichi. “Hmph.. I guess he’s just a bit better than all the rest, since he did help during the trials, but he’s not off the hook! I’m just glad you’re okay!”
“I don’t think he should be ‘on’ the hook in the first place. I know you don’t like guys, Tenko, but he’s super nice, you know... he was super understanding after you and Angie, um... weren’t there anymore,” she explained, wanting to defend her friend while he wasn’t there. “But I’m glad you’re okay, too... I’m sorry that stuff ever happened in the first place.”
The screen in front of you is mostly blank, with the exception of a loading bar, slowly creeping towards its end. There’s no video from the other end of your connection yet, but there is muffled audio, resembling a young girl’s voice. “Nyehh… come on, why won’t this work? Maybe technology like this is built with protection spells… that’s why my magic isn’t working…”
Within a few seconds, the screen flicked on, showing a rather short girl on the other end, tugging on her skirt with a frustrated expression. After a moment, she glanced back over to the camera, her face lighting up once she realized that it was working.
“Ha-haha! I spoke too soon, my magic did work!” she exclaimed triumphantly, a wide grin across her face. The tiny redhead positioned herself in the frame, adjusting the collar on her shirt a bit in order to prepare for her introduction.
“I’ll, um… I admit, I don’t know exactly who’s listening right now. I’d cast an identification spell, but I used up all my mana on starting this whole broadcast in the first place,” she huffed. “But, um… let me know if you’re here!”
“Anyways, I’m Himiko Yumeno!” she announced proudly, seeming to brighten up a bit at the chance to introduce herself. “I’m the Ultimate Mage, so remember that well! I’m here to spread my magic throughout the whole world!”
She hesitated for a moment, her disposition falling a bit again. “But, um… the biggest reason I’m here is to try and find my classmates again,” she mumbled. “The people at the killing game didn’t let us see each other again after we woke up from the simulation, and… there are a couple people that I really want to see again,” she mumbled, seeming a little embarrassed about that. Realizing that she’d brought the mood down a bit, she tried to bring it back up again. “So spread the word about this, okay? And if you’re rude about any of this, I’ll use the little bit of mana I have left to hex your mouth shut,” she muttered, crossing her arms.
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Oh boy…. Himiko Yumeno. After the events of said killing game, trying to talk to her may be a mistake. Himiko wouldn’t be happy to see him- and very reasonably so.
Oh well. The fool doesn’t think sometimes and hey, what’s the worst that can happen, really?
He carefully moved to approach the other, watching intently- as he does. He always had an odd habit of staring just a little too much- he enjoys watching and observing people so that kinda just… carried over. Not in a stalker way though, more of just… not wanting to talk but not wanting to miss out.
He didn’t say anything for now. His plan was to remain careful for the time being.
It took longer than Himiko would have liked to admit for her to feel a sensation of being watched. Justifiably assuming, after only a few days out of the hospital, that whoever was watching her was some creepy fan, she turned around to look, expecting to quickly walk away if whoever saw her look back didn’t leave in embarrassment of being caught first.
But Korekiyo Shinguji was the last person Himiko expected to see watching her. Her eyes immediately widened when she recognized him, and she felt her heartbeat start to speed up. Didn’t he say his only regret before he died was not being able to kill enough girls for his sister?! And that I would have been ‘worthy’ of her or something…?!
Even though there was a part of Himiko that wanted to talk to him, her need to stay safe outweighed that. Moments after making eye contact with him, she immediately turned around and started speed-walking in the other direction.
Well that went well. Would following be a mistake? Absolutely. Would he do it anyway? Absolutely.
“Ah, Himiko, wait-” he moved to try and catch up, but still keeping a safe distance. Being taller and more agile, however, it’s not like it’d take that much, really.
Himiko was about to speed up when she heard him call out to her, but she quickly realized that might not be the best idea… he was over two feet taller and she wouldn’t have a chance of outrunning him. So, instead, she stopped where she was, turning around to face him, but not to talk things out like Korekiyo might have hoped.
“Listen here, s-stalker! If you take one more step towards me, I’m gonna… I’m gonna turn you into a lizard, okay? One of the really small ones! Then you’ll be super tiny and there’s no way you can hurt me or any other girls again, got it? Or… or if I don’t have enough mana to do that, I’ll yell super loud so everyone around us hears, and they won’t let you try anything!”
He stopped as he was told, even taking a slight step back, just watching carefully.
“Stalker? That’s a bit harsh… I am merely an observer, and happened to come across you. And I have no intention to harm you, whether you wish to believe that or not. There is no need to yell or… whatever your first suggestion was. I only wished to speak with you.” At least he was good at keeping calm.
“It’s not harsh, it’s true. You were staring at me like a creepy stalker! If you only wanted to talk to me, then you should have just come up and talked to me in the first place instead of looking like you were trying to figure out the best way to kill me!” Himiko exclaimed. “What do you even want to talk about? I won’t fall for any of your stupid convoluted murder plans!”
“Apologies for not always knowing how to start a conversation. And as I’ve said, I have no intention of killing you, stop with that nonsense.” I dunno Kiyo I think she absolutely has reason to believe you would. He sighed. Why did people have to be so difficult some days? This is why he prefers observation… talking complicates things…
“Well… as meaningless and foolish as it sounds… I only wish to apologize, I suppose. If nothing else.”
Himiko hesitated, before turning her gaze off to the side. “…are you just gonna say sorry and expect me to say everything’s totally fine? ‘Cause it’s not. Besides, I’m not the person you need to apologize to. You hurt me, sure, but that’s only ‘cause you killed Tenko and Angie.” Harsh, sure, but at least she wasn’t accusing him of attempting to kill her anymore… right?
“I don’t expect anything of the sort, and I planned to find them soon, do not worry. Or, worry I suppose, since you think me of nothing more than a cold-blooded killer, which is… deserved.” He looked aside, tugging his hat down a bit. Geez, words are hard.
“I do not care about what you think of me, or what you want to do with me if I were to allow you to do anything, it is all well deserved, after all. I only wanted to let you know that I’ve… changed, I suppose. I know those words lack meaning, but I can promise you, I mean no harm, and I don’t intend to hurt anyone in the future. Well, I guess more accurately I should say I want to change… I’m unsure how to fully do so now, but I am trying…”
“You really expect me to believe you that easily? You’ve changed?” Himiko repeated, starting to get even more frustrated. “I’m not stupid, you know! I don’t know when Team Danganronpa woke you up, but it can’t have been that long ago! You expect me to believe that you gave up your life’s work that quickly?”
“I literally just said I do not expect anything of the sort! And I gave it up a few days after waking up- and I did nothing during that time. I’ve kept to myself since then, you’re one of the first people I’ve spoken to in weeks, really. And if you really have to know every detail, I considered giving it all up as soon as she betrayed me, s-so…” he cut himself off, taking a brief moment to calm before he got too heated. It wouldn’t do good for his case if he got upset. He was already scary, he didn’t want to graduate to 100% threatening.
Himiko fell silent. It was hard to believe a moment before, and it was still a little hard to grasp, but… he was sorry. And he wasn’t lying about it. “Fine.” Himiko spoke up after a moment. “You’re… you’re right. No way would it make sense for you to keep killing for her after she made you suffer like that…” she paused for a second. “I’m… I’m sorry for accusing you of trying to kill me this whole time. I didn’t know,” she muttered.
“You have no need to apologize, you had every right to be afraid. I can only thank you for listening and believing me. I will say that if you have any questions, I will answer anything. It is the least I can do, at least at the moment.”
Himiko thought for a moment. Any questions…? “You said… I’m one of the first people that you talked to, right? Have you talked to anyone else from the game? What have you been doing this whole time?” she asked, her tone bordering on an inconclusive line between suspicion and genuine curiosity.
“I’ve only spoken with Kokichi and Kaito as of yet. As for what I’ve been doing…”
“Not much, really. I stick to my studies, as usual, but just watching people can get tiring at times. I read quite a bit as well, and I’ve started to get into flower-work, particularly with roses… the symbolism a rose can have in the eyes of humanity is interesting in of itself. And it being such a beautiful flower, but it’s stem and true nature being covered in sharp thorns… don’t you think that could represent the beauty of humanity, too?” Ah, so he’s still weird. And lonely.
“Eh... I dunno. That’s not the type of stuff I think about... all that ‘beauty of humanity’ stuff, I mean. Why do you watch people, anyways? I get that you’re an anthropologist or whatever, but it’s creepy. You gotta realize how uncomfortable that makes people,” Himiko pointed out.
Murderous Promo
As the camera flickers to life, a young girl with a red outfit and long brown pigtails can be seen glaring at the camera. She clears her throat, and begins speaking in a soft, monotone voice.
"Hello. My name is Maki Harukawa, Ultimate... Well, Ouma already exposed me. There's no point in lying. I'm the Ultimate Assassin. But as long as you aren't Ouma, you probably don't have anything to worry about. Probably."
"I've been... rather bored as of late, so I came here in hopes of finding my friends and meeting some new people. So... if you want to, promo me, or whatever."
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“Maki...!” Himiko exclaimed, clearly extremely excited to see the assassin again. “It’s you! I knew we’d all find each other eventually, hehe...! I’m super glad to see you! I found Shuichi the other week, and now you sent out a call! By this rate, we’ll have the whole class back together in no time!” she beamed. “Are you doing okay? Have things been going okay for you?”
Promo!
"Is this thing on...?"
As the camera flickers to life, a young lady stands in front of it. She appears very plain, but she seems pretty anxious.
"U-Um... I'm Tsumugi Shirogane, the Ultimate Cosplayer. I was... the mastermind of New Danganronpa V3. Before you judge, I'd like to mention that I had my reasons. But I'm doing my best to change."
"I'd... really like to make amends for all I've done. To the people I consider my friends and to everyone who trusted me. If you get this, I either have an apology to make to you or I've heard about you. Thank you... I understand those who might ignore this, coming from... me."
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Himiko blinked at seeing the girl on the other side of the screen, her expression quickly falling. This was one of the last people from the game she wanted to meet again. But here she was, and she said something about apologizing...? That was intriguing enough to get Himiko to stick around. “An apology?” the mage repeated, sounding hesitant to believe it. “Nyeh... you didn’t seem like you wanted to apologize during the last trial. You seemed pretty proud of the stuff you did...”
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“Nyeh...? I dunno what you’re talking about. Witches aren’t within my area of expertise, I’m a mage.”
The screen in front of you is mostly blank, with the exception of a loading bar, slowly creeping towards its end. There’s no video from the other end of your connection yet, but there is muffled audio, resembling a young girl’s voice. “Nyehh… come on, why won’t this work? Maybe technology like this is built with protection spells… that’s why my magic isn’t working…”
Within a few seconds, the screen flicked on, showing a rather short girl on the other end, tugging on her skirt with a frustrated expression. After a moment, she glanced back over to the camera, her face lighting up once she realized that it was working.
“Ha-haha! I spoke too soon, my magic did work!” she exclaimed triumphantly, a wide grin across her face. The tiny redhead positioned herself in the frame, adjusting the collar on her shirt a bit in order to prepare for her introduction.
“I’ll, um… I admit, I don’t know exactly who’s listening right now. I’d cast an identification spell, but I used up all my mana on starting this whole broadcast in the first place,” she huffed. “But, um… let me know if you’re here!”
“Anyways, I’m Himiko Yumeno!” she announced proudly, seeming to brighten up a bit at the chance to introduce herself. “I’m the Ultimate Mage, so remember that well! I’m here to spread my magic throughout the whole world!”
She hesitated for a moment, her disposition falling a bit again. “But, um… the biggest reason I’m here is to try and find my classmates again,” she mumbled. “The people at the killing game didn’t let us see each other again after we woke up from the simulation, and… there are a couple people that I really want to see again,” she mumbled, seeming a little embarrassed about that. Realizing that she’d brought the mood down a bit, she tried to bring it back up again. “So spread the word about this, okay? And if you’re rude about any of this, I’ll use the little bit of mana I have left to hex your mouth shut,” she muttered, crossing her arms.
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The complete opposite of Himiko stood at the other side of the screen, waiting anxiously for the video to load upon hearing a familiar voice.
Himiko’s opposite was tall, pretty confident in herself, and she definitely kept herself occupied at all times. That girl was Tenko Chabashira - The Ultimate Aikido Master! And when the short mage showed up on screen, an excited squeal escaped her lips.
“Himiko! Is that really you!?” Tenko beamed, ready to jump through the screen and give Himiko a big hug. Unfortunately, that was impossible. A couple thrilled giggles came from the martial artist, it was clear to anyone that she had a lot of energy stored up in that big body of her’s.
“Is this a trick? Are my big bold eyes deceiving me!?” She rubbed her eyes and blinked, only to giggle again. “Haha, nope! It is you, Himiko! I could tell you apart from any old degenerate male trying to play a cruel trick on me any day~”
“T-Tenko?!” Himiko blinked. Maybe that’s why the spell was so draining… it picked up one of the people that I really, really wanted to see… right? This is Tenko, right? She fell silent for a moment, just watching the other girl talk to her from the other end of the video call. This was Tenko. That was undeniable. This was her, acting the same as ever.
“Tenko…!” Himiko sobbed, feeling emotions she thought she was long done with immediately rise up and spill over inside of her. “I-It’s really you? You’re… you’re alive, you’re okay…!“ she exclaimed. “You… I-I didn’t know… I wish I knew what was going on, I woulda tried to save you, but I didn’t know he was planning to kill whoever volunteered! I’m so sorry, I… I missed you so much…” she insisted, wiping her tears away as they spilled down her cheeks.
“No, no no! Himiko, please don’t cry over me, I’d hate to see a tiny flower’s petals wilting because of something else!” Tenko cried, a look of dismay instead. “Instead, cry happy tears because I’m here, alright? Don’t waste those on vile males like Korekiyo!”
“…” Himiko shakily nodded, taking a moment to try to stabilize her breathing and wipe her tears away. “N-Nyeh… you’re right… y-you’re here, the deaths were just in the simulation…” she mumbled, trying her best to convince herself that things were fine. “Uhm… I’m sorry… I told myself the day after the trial that I wasn’t gonna cry, that you and Angie wouldn’t want me to cry, but this… you caught me off guard,” Himiko mumbled.
“It’s not that Tenko and Angie wouldn’t want you to cry, Himiko! We don’t want you to cry bad tears, we want you to cry good ones because of all the memories we had! Happy Crying lets out a bunch of emotion, y'know!” Tenko comforted, still overflowing with emotion. “Tenko apologizes for catching you off guard!! I’ll apologize as many times as you want, Yumeno-san! I’ll apologize until you’re finally happy!”
Himiko sighed, wiping her remaining tears away. “No, don’t… you don’t have to do that, Tenko. Saying sorry isn’t gonna make me feel better, you didn’t do anything wrong,” she explained, shaking her head. “I dunno. I’m… really happy to see you, but I think I was just too upset over what happened in the simulation for ‘happy tears’.”
“Well, are you still sad? If not, you should Start catching up with Tenko, she’s happy to know you’re safe and in a cozy place! Who else survived with Yumeno-san? Did any degenerate males survive!?” Somehow Tenko is more focused on the possibility of men surviving then dying herself - She’s not gonna be happy meeting Shuichi again 🙁
“No, um... I think I’m feeling better now, thanks,” Himiko mumbled, glancing back at the part of her apartment that was in view of the camera when Tenko mentioned it being cozy. “I mean... technically we all survived, ‘cause it was just a simulation, but if you mean who didn’t die in the game... it was me, Maki, and Shuichi. Don’t be upset with him, though, ‘cuz we might have died without him doing his Ultimate Detective stuff.”