"Who the fuck would want to kill Daisy?" Peach muttered, tears streaming down her face. "She was so... she was so.. so wonderful..."

"You two were together?" Rosalina asked, surprised. "I didn't know you were..."

"Yeah," Peach sniffed. "Mario's my cover up. He thinks I love him, but I can't. Guys are just... not my thing."

"I never knew..."

"How could you know?" Peach sobbed. "We kept it secret! No one was supposed to know... no one!"

"Peach, I'm sorry, but we need to investigate this," Rosalina said uncomfortably. "See, look here... why is her dress so cut up?"

"I dunno," Peach wiped her tears, only for more to spill down her cheeks. "I don't care at this point... I need to be alone."

Peach left, leaving Rosalina alone and confused.

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"Damn, who needed to go this extra?" Kaira stared at Daisy's body. "This is so unnecessary. Slit to the throat, hands cut off, stabbed in the stomach, what even?"

"Someone really hated Daisy," Saiko mused. "Saiko didn't know someone could do all this."

"It's insane," Kaira shook her head. "Why go through all this extra measure?"

"Why cut up her dress?" Saiko countered. "This is so dumb."

"I don't understand," Kaira frowned. "Why leave extra clues? What's the point of cutting up her dress?"

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"This isn't a kitchen knife," Soleil observed. "How would someone have had this?"

"Isn't there some sort of weapon in every person's room?" Samantha reminded. "It's not like we scanned everyone's room, this could've easily been from someone."

"Everyone's wearing red," Soleil frowned. "This could be from anyone."

"That doesn't mean anything either," Samantha said. "Just because they like red doesn't mean anything."

"No, but it was placed in their room for a reason... probably to match their color scheme. This would make sense, but there's so many 'red' people..."

"Kaira, Mario, Pauline, Rubi..."

"And that's only if this isn't a red herring."

"Well, fuck."

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"Let the trial begin!" Monokuma screeched.

Peach didn't feel in the mood to announce the clues, so instead, Mario did it to try to follow what she would do.

"So... her dress is cut up," Mario said awkwardly. "There's a red knife. Her hands were cut off. It was a pretty extra scene."

"Tell me about it," Pauline muttered. "Why would anyone do that?"

"To get out? To get famous? What else did Monokuma offer?" Kaira replied. "Plenty of reasons."

"The knife was red," Soleil popped up. "We think it could be related to someone who wear's red, since it makes sense for the weapon to match the color scheme of their room."

"That leaves us with Mario, Kaira, Rubi, and Pauline."

"Hey, why am I included?" Rubi pouted, holding onto her racket protectively. "What did I do!?"

"Your name is Rubi," Sarah pointed out. "Literally 'Ruby' which is red... so..."

"Wait...oh god," Pauline's eyes widened. "I remember Daisy challenging Rubi to a badminton contest. What if Daisy won, and Rubi got so angry that she... she..."

"Killed for that?" Toadette thought about it. "It could make sense given how she is. Rubi is rather competitive..."

"What!?" Rubi's face went pale. "I didn't kill her!"

"You didn't deny that you might if she had won," Boo said quietly. "If could've been you..."

One by one, everyone began to turn on the platinum blonde.

"No, I wouldn't do that!" Rubi shouted. "I-I know I'm competitive, but not enough to kill..."

"We don't have proof of that," Birdo turned her nose up. "This is really the only piece of evidence we have-"

"That's not true," Peach said quietly. "Her dress was cut up. It might be too early to blame it on Rubi based off that."

"What are you saying?" Pauline narrowed her eyes at Peach.

"We're basing all of our assumptions on this red knife thing," Peach continued, wiping the tears from her eyes. "If it's not Rubi, it's Mario, Pauline, or Kaira. Assumingely. If we think about it, Kaira has continuously complained about murders being more complicated than a simple stab wound-"

"True," Saiko agreed. "Saiko knows first hand."

"So that means Kaira wouldn't go through the trouble of doing all that extra stuff."

"Maybe, but Mario and Pauline are still suspect," Toad pointed out. "Especially Mario. You and Mario were presumed to be in a relationship, but you were found with Daisy. That'd probably make him angry enough to kill."

"Maybe," Peach looked down guiltily for leading Mario on. "But the dress was cut up... and Pauline is the Super High School Level Fashionista."

"I have no idea what you're talking about," Pauline defended. "It's not me!"

"Think about it. Out of all our suspects, who would take the time out of their day to unnecessarily mutilate her dress?"

Pauline gasped, and everyone looked at her as sweat rolled down her face.

"Bet you couldn't resist making my girlfriend look 'pretty' in blood?" Peach Let the tears stream down her face. "That's your downfall!"

"N-no, no, it's not me..."

"Smart," Rosalina said. "I didn't even catch on... I'll have to pay more attention from now on."

"...fine, you all caught me," Pauline admitted. "I was trying to be nicer so you all wouldn't think it was me, dammit."

"Mm-hmm," Birdo looked over at Sarah, who looked away as she had been misguided. "Told you."

"Ah, well, I lost fair and square," Pauline sighed. "But we believe in the power of friendship, right? You all won't vote me?"

"It's us or you," Peach said flatly. "And it's going to be us."

"Okay!" Monokuma smirked down at them. "Sounds like it's voting time!"

"Yup, it's Pauline!" Monokuma sneered. "It's punishment time!"

ᏢᎪᏌᏞᏆNᎬ ᎻᎪᏚ ᏴᎬᎬN FᎾᏌNᎠ ᏩᏌᏆᏞᎢY. ᎢᏆᎷᎬ FᎾᎡ ᎢᎻᎬ ᏢᏌNᏆᏚᎻᎷᎬNᎢ!

The brunette approached a runway, and Monokuma gestured for her to walk. She sauntered down the runway, when she approached the end. She posed, and as soon as she did, she was impaled by spears.

Hey everyone! I hope the clues were a little bit better this time around. I was a little moody last time which is why I might've come up as a bitch, so sorry.

Thanks for reading!