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So, guess who has 121 followers already? I do! What the hell!? I did not expect it to happen so fast! Guys why are you so welcoming? Like, i didn’t even do anything on here really, i am as new as it gets, even thou this blog already exists for a few weeks. But. Anyway. I decided to use the opportunity and tell some of the mutuals how i love your guys. Like with most of you we did not even talk, not even once. I don’t know you personaly (a shame, really, i hope to correct that mistake), but it’s allways awesome to see every each one of you in my dash. Danganronpa characters. OC’s, just characters from other fandoms, multi-muses. All of you are awesome! And just know that, if your Url is in the list, you may write me anytime you want if you wish to plot, cause i want to! I am just a shy person some times. And busy. OOOOH i hate my work. Anyway. Here is is. List of mentions! I did not know what categories i can put it so i just dumped all mentions in one. Category of….ahem….OHMYGOSHILOVEYOU. Under the read more!

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//Sorry about vanishing yet again, I’ve been overwhelmed by getting behind on school stuff so I’m dropping a class to try to get back on track, I really do want to get to my replies though but life’s always gotta come first. I’ll keep winning the award as the slowest rper on here ever I guess.

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An almost annoyed gasp came from the confectioner in response before being replaced with a smile. “Absolutely not! Nothing but sugar and love~”

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“...Love,” Kyousuke repeats. Since when has Ruruka ever been his fan? He’s still suspicious, but he takes the cookie from her hesitantly. “Will eating this put your mind at ease?”

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“Nope, sadly it’s not a lie, yoir very loyal boxer-kun was too touchy feely to let you know about his own feelings. Ah, i don’t want to ruin Yukizome’s and his relationship, ah i am the third wheel here, and all that romantic bullshit. But you can belive it’s a lie, of course you can, that will make you feel better cause you killed the guy yourself. I still have those photos i used back then, funny isnt’ it?” She looked at him with pure boredom in her eyes, with not really doing anything, just looking. She even tiled her head to the side. “Yeah, of course, you can destroy me, feel free, it’s not like i have another few hundred bodies up and ready to go when this one is gone. And then what? You will try and defeat me by yourself? Or rush to those who were not even punished for the destruction of the world, my former servants? Or Naegi, begging his luck to work again? Oh, and about the former 77th class. How did it they got away with everything? Yeah, sure, i manipulated them into despair, but everything that they did, they did on their own will, i neber gave any orders, i didn’t need to. And now they just had a party and leave into the sunset just cause some short peace of shit said so? I dunno about you, but i find it hilarious” and she did laugh after that, her usual monokuma laugh tearing the silence apart. “Oh, and i know so much, cause i know how to hack, so i just witnessed the entire game and what happened after…and i can release the videos that are stored within my data, destroying whatever love people ever had for future foundation. Oh, i already see it! How far future foundation has fallen? Killing themselfs, and then working with the remnants of despair, being all buddy-buddy with them! That will hit haaard!”

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“Back then?” Kyousuke echoes, but it’s a rhetorical question. It could only be referring to when Juzo had lied to him about Enoshima’s innocence. Juzo hadn’t been despair, but Kyousuke hadn’t stopped to wonder why else he would have betrayed him. Was that really the reason? Juzo... had feelings for him? Could I really have been that oblivious? But then, when I attacked him... No. This was not something to continue dwelling on. The past, the reasons -- he can’t let them weaken him. He has to respect Juzo’s -- no, both Juzo and Chisa’s wishes, which were that he still managed to realize the world he had envisioned. “Punishing the Remnants of Despair is not my highest priority at this time,” Kyousuke says tensely, eyes narrowing at the woman? robot? before him. True, it makes him slightly angry to know how much he’s suffered when they get off easy, but... they were Chisa’s students. Even if she were dead, she would have wanted them to live. That’s what he has to remind himself. “The actions of the Future Foundation were heavily manipulated behind the scene,” Kyousuke says. “Even the Ultimate Hope, Makoto Naegi, was not immune to the brainwashing techniques concocted by you and Mitarai Ryouta. So I hardly blame them for the mess that ensued.” It would not respect the memory of his former colleagues to disparage them in such a manner. “If we trace the source of your program, I am confident we can eventually terminate you once and for all.”

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“What Could Have Been” [Juuzo & Kyousuke]

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      Despite just how much like c r a p he felt, despite the EMOTIONAL && PHYSICAL exhaustion. . . It was almost tragic how Munakata’s words had such a pull over him. Despite his fear, pain, guilt – Despite all of that? He felt elated by the others simple sentence of praise. One sentence. That was all it took to nearly overwhelm him. It wasn’t that it was something complicated. It was simple and honest. But? That was a l l it took to get the BOXER to smile a little.

            [ “I knew I could count on you.” ]

      It was almost SAD that Juuzo already knew that this one moment would be his crowning achievement of all his struggles here at HOPE’s PEAK ACADEMY – During his time as the HEAD of SECURITY. Not to mention, it was the biggest reassurance that he had done the R I G H T thing. Even when he knew that soon? His stable little world would come crashing in. It was worth it. Scared as the former ULTIMATE BOXER was? That phrase held true. ( “IT WAS WORTH IT.” ) For Munakata’s sake, to live up to his expectations, it was worth it.

      Perhaps… It r e a l l y was time to let go of the rest of his secrets. What better time to come clean about everything, right?

      “Sounds good.” Juuzo replies, resilient. If Munakata wanted to strike soon? The current Head of Security would rally. It didn’t matter how he felt, personally. How exhausted, worn out, or in pain … He WOULD rally. If there was one thing he could count on? It was that he would protect his best friend. ( The person he l o v e d … ) “Allowing her to freely continue to do… well, whatever she is doing? Seems like a bad idea. I’m ready to do anything you need done, Munakata.”

      … if today had proven anything to him?

      It was just that. Juuzo Sakakura would do anything for the other – Even if it meant destroying himself. So, with that, he runs his hand through his wet hair. Slicking it back, and trying to calm himself. Consequences be DAMNED, right? That was what the former ULTIMATE BOXER had decided.

      “You need people with little influence from this place? I can make some calls… Some old contacts of mine are in town. They should be able to lend a hand as well.” By contacts, he meant former competition- Aside from his school friends: Munakata and Yukizome? They were the only other people he kept in contact with. And very specifically, he only kept in contact with his old “RIVALS.” The only ones that could keep up with him… To an extent.

      However – When his silver-haired friend brings up the ( “FALSE TALENT” ) child, his expression darkens a little. It was true that rumors, like wildfire, had brought that boy to light. If he was another one of her lackeys, they’d have to be cautious. ENOSHIMA WAS DANGEROUS. But that boy… If what he’d read was true? Had every talent HPA had ever researched… crammed to the brim of his mind. Juuzo, being an alumni of “Hope’s Peak Academy,” included. That meant he couldn’t just rely on his strength this time. If he was her ally, they would have to precede with caution.

      “… yeah. This really might be our best shot. However, we should probably capture or eliminate her sister first. People like her are more dangerous when the person they’re protecting is taken away.” Juuzo understood that mindset. After all: If something so much as touched Munakata, he knew he’d be… RELENTLESS. However? This was their opening. And like hell was he going to waste it.

      Enoshima was counting on his ( BETRAYAL ). She believed that she already had this victory in the bag.

      If they acted now, not even a day after their little display? They really might have a shot at stopping this whole thing before it escalated even further. They might be able to ( “END an APOCALYPSE” ) before it had fully begun. It was worth it – Yes. It meant his secret would be displayed to the other. He would be outed in possibly the WORST GODDAMNED WAY EVER … But it was worth it.

      With that, he frowns a little- Worth it or not, it wasn’t easy for him to forget about the consequences of his choice. Or the possible response. He had always been nervous about what might happen if the other had ever found him out. Would they be more awkward? Would they not be able to hang around each other the same way they always had. . ? Yes. This last while, they hadn’t been able to see one another as much. But? Their connection was something up upmost IMPORTANCE to him.

      … When Kyousuke spoke up again, Juuzo’s magenta eyes return to the other. Curiosity showing in his eyes, as he pulled out his phone now. ( GETTING READY TO MAKE THOSE CALLS – Assuming the other gave him the okay. ) He hadn’t, however, been expecting the others comment. His reassurance. His eyes, for a second, widen… before a smile works its way onto his lips. “Yeah. Gotcha.” … he wouldn’t let it ruin him, hmm? Somehow, those words were very reassuring to him. As tense as he was, as stressed as he was? He could feel a wave of relief. If that was how the other felt? Perhaps if he saw them, he wouldn’t respond as negatively as the BOXER had always FEARED. “Thanks… No worries. I’ll concentrate on the mission. I’ve got a job to do. No time to stress about the small stuff.”

      Was the other embarrassed? He wasn’t sure- But for a brief moment, the other had appeared even somewhat startled by what he’d said. Juuzo smiles.

      “… alright. Not a problem. Yukizome can sit this one out.”

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It doesn’t escape Kyousuke’s notice that Juzo seems uplifted by his praise. That’s how it has always been with both his friends -- always clamoring for his attention, always trying unnaturally hard to do right by him. Most of the time, Kyousuke just accepts that as the way things are, the responsibility that comes with being a charismatic leader. Isn’t it a virtue of his, that he inspires others to action? And yet sometimes he can’t help but feel as though perhaps he’s a bit too okay with the idea that his friends would do anything for him -- die for him, even. Undoubtedly. Somewhere deep down it nags at him that he has so much power over the two of them when they’re just as talented as he is. After all, all three of them are Hope’s Peak graduates.

He’d just have to make sure that his ambitions didn’t end poorly for either of them.

“Old contacts, huh?” Even amidst the current situation, Kyousuke can’t help but feel a slight twinge of amusement at the thought of Juzo leading around a bunch of his former colleagues like a veritable punching army. Of course, none of them could hold a candle to his friend’s talent. It’s a given that Juzo is the best since he is the Ultimate Boxer (and Hope’s Peak wouldn’t have recruited him if he wasn’t) but he’s proud for his friend, and he’s proud to be friends with someone who also had accomplishments they could be proud of -- though of course, his bond with Juzo goes beyond just talent.

Kyousuke’s mind wanders back to Enoshima’s blackmail against his will. Right now, in this very moment, he’s fully convinced that nothing she could reveal could ever reduce his pride in having Juzo Sakakura as his trusted friend. Yet even so, that part of him that hates to be kept in the dark is unable to fully dismiss hidden information. He will, of course, withhold judgment until he is privvy to said information, but even so he can’t help but feel a bit antsy. He always wants to be a man in the know.

He knows the most important piece of information right now, though, and that’s that Enoshima is guilty. Aggressively he reminds himself that the focus of his thoughts should be nothing but that until they’ve successfully detained her.

“It would be better to take her sister alive, if possible,” Kyousuke muses thoughtfully. “The school has had enough incidents lately without the murder of another high school student on our hands, regardless of the circumstances.” The Ultimate Soldier, true to her name, was dangerous and deadly. No doubt she had ended many lives other than those of the Hope’s Peak faculty. Right now, however, the outrage surrounding the school was too great to risk even more protests. No doubt the public would manage to twist the murder of either of the sisters by the Hope’s Peak security into another blemish against the school, and if the institution were to continue, they would have to avoid being toppled any further when already on such shaky footing. “At the same time, however, it’s not a necessity... safety of the remaining students and staff is first priority, even if the press coverage afterwards will be ugly.”

He’s glad Juzo has agreed to move without Yukizome, but nonetheless he can’t help but feel concerned at her sudden radio silence. Reaching her in the midst of the conflict had been difficult to nigh impossible, and Kyousuke, always the realist (certainly not a pessimist, that would tiptoe the line of despair, now wouldn’t it?), immediately had begun to wonder that something had happened to her. Neither himself nor Juzo had heard a word from her since the protests had begun despite their best efforts, and he shudders to think what state she might be in if Enoshima has gotten to her already. If the fashionista is so adept at blackmail, it would be easy for her to use Yukizome’s capture for the same purpose.

Paranoid. You’re being paranoid. Kyousuke blinks away the thought, knowing he needs to take his own advice and focus on the task at hand.

“I’ll contact my own connections as well so we can move out.” He drums his fingers once on the desk, thoughtfully, before standing up. “I believe it’s best to avoid any official statements until after both sisters are captured.” That’s said more to himself than anything. Withholding information from an already distressed public is a peacekeeping tactic that can backfire massively if something goes horribly awry and the situation worsens. But with himself, Juzo and a group of capable others at his side as well as the element of surprise, Kyousuke firmly believes that they can pull it off.

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Source: https://twitter.com/103nim/status/778580367737364480

PERMISSION FROM ARTIST

[magiclied-deactivated20181011]

“Munakata-kun! Come on! Learn to relax a little, taking a break to eat one cookie isn’t going to kill you!”

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Knowing what he did about Ruruka, this is debatable. Kyousuke figures he might as well take the offer to pacify her, but even so... “There’s... nothing in this of note, is there, Andou?”

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“What Could Have Been” [Juuzo & Kyousuke]

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      He couldn’t help but wonder what the other thought of him right now. He probably looked like a mess- His hair was half plastered to his face, stuck to his features due to the rain. His expression was sour. HOPELESS. Honestly, he probably looked more like a mess now than he ever had, even back when he’d still competed in competitive boxing.

      Back then, yes, he’d get hurt occasionally. But he always had had a way of pulling out a victory anyways. So? The pain rarely had any sort of effect on him.

      This time was different. His body felt like a ton of bricks. Movement was difficult- Because guilt && pain kept rushing through him. He knew what he had to do now. He’d made up his mind… And yet? It terrified him. Was he getting paler? Would the other notice his f e a r – He hoped not. He wasn’t sure he could get through this as was, let alone if the other started questioning him about that. It seemed, however, the other was content to keep to the topic at hand. ( The REASON he’d rushed off in the f i r s t ‘ p l a c e … ) That was fine.

      This was f i n e … “… yeah. Gotcha. I’ll make this quick then…”

      For a moment? The lie still comes to mind. . . It was tempting. He’d begged that b i t c h to allow him to have the chance to lie to his friend. He’d humiliated himself further, allowing her to make a fool out of him. He knew, if he lied? Most of his troubles would end there. But? A small smile creeps onto his features… Since when did he do a n y t h i n g the easy way?

      “Junko Enoshima is guilty.” The words, the truth spilled from his lips easily.

      And yet? The weight of them sunk deep into his chest. He could feel his heart pounding, his head spinning… He knew this didn’t end well for him. And yet? He couldn’t bring himself to lie to the other. As much as Juuzo Sakakura wasn’t ready for the other to know his secret. . . He couldn’t lie to him. “I don’t… know the details. However? She is also the mastermind behind the Reserve Course and their recent activity. When I went to confront her, she didn’t speak to me alone. She made point of using them as her goons… and she appeared to have an unnatural control over them. It wasn’t like a leader and their followers, it… was more like they weren’t thinking for themselves.” This was the truth. Perhaps he didn’t understand all of how or what was happening to them all. But the truth was this: She was responsible, and she tried to get him to clam up because of it.

      “If we stop her, we might be able to stop them. We might be able to save this damned place yet…” He continues, his voice growing more confident as he speaks. After all: He’d already said all he needed to… To have his secret revealed. It wouldn’t happen yet. No, it wouldn’t happen until JUNKO ENOSHIMA found out that he’d reported her anyways. And yet? Now that the truth was out there… Perhaps it was time that all of the truths were out there. Keeping secrets… wasn’t like him anyways. “We’ll have to be careful though. The amount of control she has over them is… unnatural. I don’t doubt for a second that they would attempt to kill us on her order. Her sister, the Ultimate Soldier, should also be considered dangerous. I have reason to believe that she is responsible for the fact that a few members of the Security Team around Hope’s Peak Academy have disappeared.” After all: It would take a professional soldier to cause people to disappear as ENTIRELY as they had. They hadn’t quit. They hadn’t anything. They’d ( “DISAPPEARED” ).

      “… to end my findings, I’m going to say this: Junko Enoshima knew before I got there that we were onto her. She was prepared with blackmail, in case I was the one who confronted her. Only the guilty do things like that. So? There. That’s the end of it. She is guilty. And she knew we would find her out… She’s not relying on secrecy. She’s relying on having the upper hand on her opponent.”

       The ULTIMATE FASHIONISTA was a terrifying opponent. She preyed on whatever it was that made you weakest- In Juuzo’s case? She’d decided to play the most painful card he had – His secret. His love. His emotions. ( The things people rarely took note of… He was a boxer. He was strong. Those weren’t the first things most people considered when they thought of him. And? That was fine. ) It was time for him to pay the piper, however. Juuzo wasn’t going to say what was on those photos. No, perhaps if Munakata saw them he would consider it some weak attempt to throw him off? Or, maybe, he would simply delete them because Juuzo had mentioned them now…

                                 ( IT DIDN’T MATTER. )

       He’d made his choice already. Whatever happened now. . . Happened. But, at the very least, he could be proud of the fact… That if he bit the bullet? He’d done so with a clean conscious.

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There’s no time for him to feel any sort of smug satisfaction or victory as he listens to the report. No matter how well she’d tried to cover up her involvement, Junko Enoshima was, in fact, guilty. Guilty of the slaughter, and the subsequent tragedy that had followed, one that had shaken the very foundation of the school itself. All Kyousuke feels right now is a mixture of relief and grim acceptance, because now that they know the truth, for certain, the logical next step is clear: they have to bring her in, and whatever army is rallying around her, no matter what.

“I knew I could count on you.”

It doesn’t escape Kyousuke’s notice that Juzo is more than a little rattled from the encounter. Though he can be woefully oblivious to certain things, he can tell at least that the boxer’s encounter with Enoshima had upset him beyond just revealing the truth. One phrase rings out particularly clear in Kyousuke’s mind -- blackmail, in case I was the one who confronted her. What could that girl possibly have on Juzo of all people that would rattle him so thoroughly? It’s not relevant to the situation at hand, but as his friend, Kyousuke can’t help but be personally curious.

Right now, it didn’t matter. Even if Juzo had something like a murder on his conscience, Kyousuke can’t bring himself to care. At this point he’s satisfied enough with his friend that he’d be more than willing to cover something like that up if it were the case. Whatever Enoshima had on him was probably just another one of her well-concocted lies, anyway.

“If that’s the case, then we ought to go after her as soon as possible.”

From the sound of it, it would take more than just the two of them to arrest or eradicate her and whatever army she’s built up. Juzo’s description almost makes it sound as though the people on her side are brainwashed, and while that’s a ridiculous, science fiction sort of premise, the impossible is always possible at Hope’s Peak. One girl who had been expelled the previous academic year, Seiko Kimura, concocted pharmaceuticals that could create fantastical transformations in living creatures -- and she was but one example of the unthinkable talents being fostered at the school. It’s what makes the students both incredibly gifted and incredibly dangerous. With the right combination of people, Kyousuke has no doubt that an army of brainwashed soldiers is a plausible reality they must face.

“We’ll have to gather people outside her sphere of influence,” Kyousuke continues thoughtfully. “None of the current students are safe -- we’ll have to approach the faculty with care as well, and previous graduates.” Or students who had been expelled. Seiko wasn’t the only valuable talent who had been expelled back then; Kyousuke has a certain blacksmith in mind who would be extremely helpful in supplying weapons if it came down to that. “If that human experiment is on her side as well, the one who was supposedly behind the slaughter -- that’s even more reason to be cautious. But if she was counting on you betraying me, we might have the upper hand if we attack now.”

Despite focusing on what was most important at the moment, Kyousuke thinks he should at least make a small effort to set Juzo’s mind at ease. If his thoughts are clouded with the nagging fear of what Enoshima will do to him, he won’t be able to carry out her capture as effectively. (And, though it’s not a productive thought amidst a crisis, Kyousuke admittedly does just genuinely care about him as a person.) “Don’t focus on whatever she has on you,” he says, glancing up at Juzo pointedly. “She’s done a hundred times worse. I promise I won’t let it ruin you, whatever it is.”

Kyousuke coughs, mildly embarrassed at his own admission. “And don’t -- don’t contact Yukizome. She’s had too much contact with those kids, I -- I want to leave her out of this.”

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“What Could Have Been” [Juuzo & Kyousuke]

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      This was the only time he could remember dreading the walk to his friend’s office. Soaked to the bone, his suit-jacket crumpled into a ball in his fist. He was clenching it as hard as he could. His fist was screaming. He wanted to release it. But? He wouldn’t. He needed…

      He needed to MAKE UP HIS MIND.

      Juuzo had never felt so p a t h e t i c. He’d earnestly begged the ENEMY to give him a shot to do the one thing in the world he had always thought was unacceptable. He’d groveled for the right to lie. Just because she risked exposing his ( “SECRET” )… Was it worth hiding the truth from his platinum-haired friend? Just to hide something? Just to be selfish? Munakata had sent him to this DAMNED SCHOOL for this very reason- Was he going to BETRAY him now? Was it really worth it?

      He could see the door now. He knew MUNAKATA would be behind it- He was waiting. For him. Juuzo stops for a moment. A deep frown settled onto his lips… His hair half-plastered to his face, droplets of rain falling from them onto the ground. Soaked. Chilled. Horrified.

      The ULTIMATE BOXER had never been more mortified with himself. The fact that he was honestly considering such a deception was disgusting! Munakata trusted him- That was why Enoshima wanted him to lie. That’s why she needed him to do this. It would give her a cover up. A solid alibi. “… I need to tell him…” Tell him what? A lie? The truth? Honestly, as he stared at the door? He couldn’t say he knew what he was g o i n g to say. Oh, he wished he knew what he was going to say- He hated himself for even considering such a blatant betrayal. And yet, the words: ( “don’t worry, she’s innocent” ) still sat at the tip of his tongue- One LIE and this could all be over. He could put it behind him. Try to find some other way to make up for it.

      He knocks then. Not allowing his heart to settle, nor allowing it to calm.

      What was he going to do? When he heard the others voice- He still couldn’t say he knew for sure. But, he opens the door when offered. The FORMER BOXING CHAMPION walking in, his face sullen, as his magenta eyes scan the other over. He was humiliated. Angry. Sad. FRUSTRATED. . . And yet? He could ether make this situation go away- Or he could throw himself into the g r a v e he’d helped dig. Consequences be damned.

      “… Munakata.” He greets simply. His voice was soft, barely above a whisper. ( CONSEQUENCES BE DAMNED – He needed to tell him the truth. Even if he was terrified of what the other would say when he saw the BLACKMAIL? He needed to at least t r y … ) “… sorry I took so long. It’s… been a rough day.”

      Between the PARADE, the fighting to actively keep those who were rioting off of campus- The BATTLE between Enoshima and her goons? The public humiliation- The threat of BLACKMAIL… It had most certainly been that. But? It wasn’t over yet. In fact? It was probably going to get worse. After all … Once ENOSHIMA’S VERDICT was handed to Munakata? He highly doubted she would relent. Those photos would be sent to his boss, his best friend… And then this day would get a whole different kind of complicated.

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The faintest trace of guilt pulses through Kyousuke as he beholds his friend’s bedraggled state, knowing that as usual he’s asking quite a lot of Juzo. Everything’s been escalating at the school lately, and sending him off alone on dangerous interrogations has the potential to not only be tiresome, but fatal. Kyousuke has always taken for granted that Juzo would be able to survive whatever is thrown at him, but what happens when something overpowers his friend and the resulting catastrophe has to forever weigh on his conscience?

It’s something Kyousuke would rather not think about.

“I can imagine,” is all he says instead, response clipped. Forcefully he shakes off the worry he had been letting creep up on him, knowing that to focus too much on it would hinder results. Besides, Juzo hardly needed to be coddled by him. He’s the Ultimate Boxer -- tenacious, never gives up without a fight and even then would never just lie down belly up and let someone else get the better of him. That’s how Kyousuke knows he can trust his friend to keep fighting, no matter what the world -- or Junko Enoshima, depending on whether or not her guilt has been proven -- throws at him.

“Still, we can’t waste any more time.”

He doesn’t mean to be harsh, but underneath his measured exterior is an anxiety and desperation to hear the results of Juzo’s investigation. Ever since Chisa put her trust in him to quash despair, his obsession for doing just that has grown far more rapidly than he ever would have thought possible. It almost would have scared Kyousuke, had he not grown hardened to such fears a while ago.

If Enoshima is guilty, then so much forward progress can be made in cleansing the school and its reputation. And it would make so much sense, for her to have orchestrated all this. Pulling out the root of the problem would thus effectively uproot that ever growing weed of despair and the first step to a path of normalcy once again.

“...Did you find anything decisive?”

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“Oh, look at you. You are Munakata. right? Yep, iii am Enoshima Junko the one and only! Makoto-kun killed me twice, he is such a meanie, but i will allways be back. As long as despair exists…just kidding i am just another Ai who creaed herself a robot body, it’s cool stuff, ya know?” She was laghing again, looking at the male in front of her with her usual smirk. She wanted to know what would he do? After all this, after all he had lost, just how far he can go? It was sensei who told her, his despair would be the deepest, so why not at least try and take a peak at it?. “Chisa-sensei told me looot’s of stuff about you! She also told me about that cute crush your little boxer had on you! That’s why i used it to blackmail him! It’s fun you know? He valued you more then the whole world, but betrayed you over some fking romance. This future foundation crap was not the best of ideas too eh? I mean look at how it ended? The great tale of naive Makoto Naegi who kept everything and took the dream of your life away and poor Munakata-kun who lost everything and was forgotten ever since! Ah, how tragic and despar-inducing!”

[munakiru-blog]

“Are you trying to goad me, Enoshima?” But what she’s saying isn’t wrong, per se -- Makoto Naegi even now is still a thorn in his side, a naive boy who despite all odds managed to “win” over despair again and again and again. With his Ultimate Good Luck, he never had to be worried for himself or his closest companions; even now Kyousuke can’t help but be bitter that by some miracle, Kyouko Kirigiri had managed to survive the killing game’s poison while his own companions had tragically perished. It seemed fate would never give Makoto Naegi a taste of real pain as it had him. “I can only assume that what you’re telling me about Sakakura is a lie designed to make me feel worse,” Kyousuke says unflinchingly, though the thought of Chisa in despair twists his gut, same as ever. “That aside, I have no qualms about destroying a robot. I’ve done it before, with that replica of Miaya Gekkougahara, and I will do it again without hesitation.”

[starslcst-deactivated20170313]

‘ no . ’

a moment’s pause , then , almost reluctantly , he continues on . 

‘ i’ve heard that the other students attending are rather …  strange , but you are the only person i’ve seen all night other than the night security . ’

[munakiru-blog]

There’s not much to go off, calling the other students strange. Being abnormal in some shape or form was practically a prerequisite for getting into Hope’s Peak Academy (Reserve Course aside). 

He tries a different tactic.

“Then why are you here, exactly?”

[munakiru-blog]

@skeletalgrins

“Branch leader or no, I will not have you taking naps in the break room. Yukizome needs to get in here to clean later, after all.”

[ririruby]

「 y o u   k n o w   n  o  t  h  i  n  g 」

[munakiru-blog]

@rikaikokai

Sakakura’s still unconscious.

Repeatedly Kyousuke’s been told by the caretakers that his friend’s condition has stabilized, but it’s not enough to just hear it. He has to be there when Sakakura wakes up, to see it for himself, and to prove to Sakakura that no matter what, he hasn’t been abandoned. Ever since witnessing Sakakura’s act of heroism in the power room -- and his readiness to die for Kyousuke, same as ever, despite what Kyousuke had done -- the thought has haunted him that his friend probably thinks Kyousuke hates him. That he doesn’t care anymore.

Kyousuke has to set the record straight, no matter what.

For hours? days? he’s hardly slept, dozing on and off in a hospital chair by Sakakura’s bedside, too haunted by his own mistakes and the fear of his friend’s condition worsening to even think of taking care of himself. He’s too anxious to think about things like eating or sleeping (though thankfully he’s managed to down some water to avoid completely wasting away), not when the living embodiment of his glaring mistakes and irrational paranoia about despair lies in the hospital bed before him.

Even now, he waits.

[munakiru-blog]

@pharmaceutie

“What exactly is that concoction you’re brewing, Kimura?” Kyousuke raises an eyebrow at the girl, clearly lost in concentration over whatever she’s working on. He can only pray that what she’s developing is to assist the Future Foundation and not a weapon in her constant petty struggle against her former Hope’s Peak friends. “Don’t test anything dangerous on yourself,” he reminds her sternly. “Anything that would be too much of a strain on your body -- well, you’re a valuable asset to our organization. It would be a shame to lose what genius you bring to the table.” That’s his awkward way of expressing concern for his colleague -- no, not only a colleague, for that matter, but the girl he had taken in after his expulsion due to his sympathy for her. His primary goal may be the elimination of despair, but despite his cold exterior he does truly care for Seiko’s safety as an individual.

[munakiru-blog]

@konpcki

Every time he sees the girl, the urge to somehow cover her up rises within him. Perhaps it’s the Student Council President and enforcer of the dress code within him still, but should someone of her age really be showing that much skin all the time? Then again -- it’s truly none of his business, and an even more ridiculous detail to focus on considering the weight of the rest of the events that had transpired. Instead, Kyousuke gives a slight cough and says a bit stiffly, “Your continued your efforts in the reconstruction of Hope’s Peak are admirable to watch, Asahina.”

Just because the former Vice Chairman had taken some time to himself to think about the consequences of his actions didn’t mean he couldn’t check up on the reconstruction of the school from time to time, since eventually -- when he’s ready -- he hopes to play a greater part in its future.