#abnday

[shsl-silkaerialist]

"H-Hey, look, Choko..." She puts her hands on the crying girl's shoulders. "J-Just, please... tell me what you know... Anything that could help us find who did this..."

"W-what's there t-to tell? I haven't bothered to use my locker yet, so the key's been in my room since the lockers got revealed and we got access to t-them. C-chiasa is my roommate, and unless my boyfrie-- unless K had stolen it, I don't know how they got to my locker!!"

[shsl-silkaerialist]

"W-Well... if he had, well... No, I don't think he did. What would he use to kill himself then?"

Choko's face seems to crumple in at Makoto's question and she starts crying again. Oops. "D-dun..." 

[shsl-silkaerialist]

"Choko... What was K doing with your locker open?"

"I don't... I don't know, Makoto-san. I haven't even used my lockers. The only three people with access to the key, since it was in my room, would've been me, K himself, and Chiasa-san, unless Chiasa brought someone else in! T-that look on his face... h-he couldnt've commited suicide, could he have?"

[shsl-silkaerialist]

"Oy, Choko... Are you missing anything?"

"Uwh? Not that I'm aware of, Makoto-san. Why d'you ask?"

[shsl-silkaerialist]

"Look normal to me. Here are some peach rings." she offers Choko few peach rings from the bag.

"Thank you!" Choko nabs some peach rings. "I'm Choko, by the way. Silk aerialist. If you want, we can go check handprints, but mine are even smaller than the bloody handprints." She wriggles her fingers.

[shsl-silkaerialist]

"Oh? Can I see them?"

"Yea, sure. If there are other shoes, they're Chiasa-sans - she's my roommate." Choko holds up a pair of small blue shoes. They look like ballet shoes, just with small studs around the side and ribbons attached to the ankle. 

[shsl-silkaerialist]

"Missing a pair of shoes lately?"

"Not that I'm aware of." Choko says with a yawn. "M'pretty blue ones I've been wearing are in m'dorm room. Haven't bothered unpackin' any of the others."

[shsl-silkaerialist]

"Hi. Me again. Can I see your hands please?"

Choko lifts her hands up. They’re clean. “We’ve got handprints in here, K-kun. Could just make people test their hand shape against it.”