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Natsusuki and the others (sans poor old Igi) stood near Mount Monokuma, which was basically America's Mount Rushmore, but with Monokuma heads.

A bit narcissistic, Natsusuki assumed. Maybe a bit unnecessary, too...

Of course, Natsusuki stood awkwardly, waiting for the Monokuma's to come. Of course, it was a quite... crisp night. Or morning? Ugh...

"Natsusuki!" He heard the soft voice of Nekuta, in her soft yellow cardigan and pink skirt. "Why are you in your... never mind, I'm sorry this happened." She said, her hands grabbing the brim of her skirt.

"Why are you apologizing? It's not like you killed him."

"Listen... I promised myself that I'd never let someone hurt while here. I could've helped him..." She said depressingly.

Natsusuki gave her a soft pat on the greenettes hair. "Nekuta, after this, no one is gonna die."

Nekuta gave a weak smile. Natsusuki looked at her, smiling as well. Natsusuki noticed her eyes were red and puffy. Had she bean crying?

It was quiet. Everyone had been shocked by the dead body of Igi... well, that was putting it gently.

There was this cold ambiance. This lonely feeling. Someone was dead, someone was fucking dead!

Monokuma (somehow) appeared out of thin air (along with good ol' Mononatsu attached to a rope).

Natsusuki was just as confused as you, the reader, or everyone in this situation. Imagine reading this out of context?

"Well kiddos!" Monokuma squeaked. "Time for some fun trial shenanigans!"

"This isn't fun, you loon!" Mononatsu growled.

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The trial room was like no courtroom Natsusuki has ever seen. Instead of two sides for the attorney and the prosecutor, it was 16 stands circled around. "Alrighty buckos!" Monokuma blurted. "Go find your post with your name! Then, I'll explain the trial rules!"

It doesn't take much long for everyone to get in place (their names were inscribed into the railing, ex: N. RAMONES), about... a minuet.

Monokuma sat in the largest chair (possibly this versions of judge chair), with Mononatsu hanging beside him. "Let's start with a simple explanation of our class trial!"

Silence.

"The result of the trial is determined by your own votes. If the correct culprit is chosen, they alone will be punished. However... if the wrong person is voted for..."

Monokuma continued "...EVERYONE BUT THE CULPRIT WILL BE PUNISHED! The culprit alone, having manged to fool everyone, will be able to leave this camp!"

"That's stupid." Mononatsu grumbled.

"...ditto." Miki added.

"Don't you all have a trial to start!?" Monokuma yelled.

Attention was turned Kesshite, who was tapping her foot loudly. "Yeah, which is funny. Since we know who dunnit!"

Monokuma gasped. "Deija vu*!"

Miki grumbled. "That would be me, right Kesshite? For the love of god, I didn't do it." She said, crossing her arms.

"Bien, bien**, Madam Miki." Said Kirameki, still in her white and gold dress. Her white hair, however, was not in her taut braid. "Would you like to explain why his corpse is near your cabin? Being that, forgive me for saying this, you are the laziest of all, you could have left him there. Do you even have an alibi?"

Miki gave a pissed off look.

"And to add fuel to the fire," Kirameki continued. "Didn't you despise Igi? More than you do anyone, it seemed."

"W-well..." Miki suttered.

"Ufufufufu..." Nia, the ultimate tap dancer, taunted. "Seeing the big bad Miki-chan squirm is hilariously sad..." Her dual pink buns looking more like horns.

It was quiet (awkwardly so), there was a shall of despair covering the students. Of course, Natsusuki couldn't bare that. He had to make sense of things! And from what Nanamiki and Denki told him...

"Hey! Let's not jump the shark on who's the killer yet. Maybe we can make sense of things through finding out what the murder weapon is?" The bluenette says aloud, calming the others... sorta.

Kesshite gave a pout. "Does it matter? We already know who dunnit!"

"Just... get with the program, Kesshite."

Kesshite pouted again.

Alright! Natsusuki thought. This is gonna be like the one murder-mystery game I played. With it's "Debates that are Non-stop" and "Gambit Hangman ".

>>NON STOP DEBATES!!<<

DENKI ROKA-KI Okay so... what could've done it?
Denki won't judge anyone because of it!

KYOJIN YASEI Well, logic would assume... what about a rope?

NIA HITARU Ufufufu... you're such a fool Kyojin-san...
don't cha know it was obviously a cord,
you stupid son of a bitch!?

KYOJIN YASEI I mean... but it makes sense...

"I'm sorry... but that's wrong!"

>>DEBATE... END!<<

Miki tilted her head. "What do you mean?"

"Uh... sorry. I mean, Kyojin -- it's unlikely a rope would've been used, judging by the neck wounds." Natsusuki explained.

"Oh...?"

"Because," Natsusuki explained - again - pulling out the Monopad. "The Monokuma file would disagree! And, well, me. Igi's wound look less like rope burns, but more like... strangle marks. Like he died of strangulation, ya know?"

There was a silence in the room.

"Sore wa chigau desu!" Nanamiki said, cheerily. Almost off putting since this was a trial of all things...

"Excuse me, Nanamiki?"

Nanamiki gave a nice, soft, laugh. "Natsusuki-chan, honestly, do you really think he died that way? I mean :- look at the glass in his hair! I checked the Monokuma File. I suspect he wasn't choked or strangled -- but got in a fight and suffered a concussion?"

"I mean... that... doesn't really make sense, Nanamiki."

Nanamiki tilted her head, an eerie smile painting her face. "Huh. I guess it doesn't."

Kesshite, awkwardly raised a hand. "Er... let's look at it this way..." Kesshite explained, awkward. "Who else could've killed Igi besides Miki?"

Silence.

Kirameki looked at the blogger with confusion. "What do you mean? It was her, obviously!"

Natsusuki remembered something. "Denki, didn't you say you saw the body in the dinning hall?"

Denki looked at him. "Oh yes, I did! He was already dead though... but I couldn't tell what. There was both glass in his hair and the strangulation mark on his neck."

Kesshite made an uncomfortable look. "D-Did he get into a fight?"

"That's weird..." Miki argued. "Why would he wanna get in too a fight...?"

Nanamiki smiled weirdly, "Huh, maybe someone angered him?"

Natsusuki looked at the blonde electrician. "Hey, didn't you say the cup had blood on it?"

"Denki did say that!"

The radio host placed a finger on her lips. "Maybe... maybe... Igi started the confrontation?" She proposed. "Since, there is no blood on him at all..."

"Then..." Kyoujin looked disturbed, "Igi wanted to kill somebody?"

Kesshite lowered her head. "Yes."

Wait...

Kesshite gave an sad look. "I'm sorry. I hate too see you all get... like this."

"What are you saying?" Natsusuki asked the blogger.

"Oh..." Kesshite gave him a look, "I'm the... I'm the blackened."

Kirameki looked her with confused. "Are you trying to cover for somebody!?"

Kesshite shook her head. "No. He... attacked me, I got scared and..." before she could finish, she looked at Monokuma.

"What? It was that quick?"

"I had too. I couldn't hold it in anymore. I did it, right Monokuma?"

Monokuma slumped over, "You did. But dammit! You ruined all the fun!"

Mononatsu looked at the bear with horror. "This isn't fun you creeper!"

Monokuma grinned at the blogger, with an eerie look.

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Hello, the author here!

This story is going to get a complete rewrite, so I'm ending it here.

Once Thbps ends, this story will return! But for now, it's cancelled.