[Danwanron Hakomae] Hope synaesthesia

As the night deepened, everyone's eyes were gradually filled with tiredness, but the black and white bear did not leave too long for everyone to investigate.

It may have only been an hour, or two hours, but in short, it was still dark and mysterious, and the broadcast to summon the school-level referees resounded throughout the island.

Before the assembly, Naegi and Komaeda met Hinata, Naegi did not hide all the clues he had investigated, and told his companions everything in detail on the way.

In fact, since he knew his authority mode in this world, he had a vague guess in his heart, but he couldn't share this matter with others, so he had to keep his guess in mind and wait and see for the time being.

As for Hinata, he couldn't help looking at him and Komaeda many times with strange scrutiny... Naegi maintained an optimistic attitude that he was not afraid of the shadow, and ignored the past with a very big heart.

As the moon passed by, the pure and clear moonlight poured down. Whether it was the young man's quieter eyebrows or the overly fair and delicate side face, it seemed to be covered with a soft and moist light. Everything he saw in his eyes Become transparent and holy.

He was wearing a blood-stained suit jacket on his shoulders. When the wind blew, the thin white collar and the heavy black hem were pulled together, and the hair was blown messy amidst the sound of hunting, and it was faintly visible. His eyes were still crystal clear.

The thoughts I had from the first time we met, came to my mind again the moment Hinata So casually glanced over the sapling.

This is a very difficult person to be wary of.

Sometimes the wavering of emotion to reason will affect Hinata a lot. He thought a lot during the short journey, which naturally included his doubts about the only unidentified sapling among all the people on the island, as well as all kinds of things on everyone in this case. Doubts, my thoughts turned back and forth, and the feeling of tiredness soon spread.

He is well aware of what will happen to the place where everyone is about to go. There may be a murderer hiding among the students who are walking quietly beside him at the moment. No matter how righteous words are used to pretense, they can't change the absurdity of the truth.

Soon, they will have to try their best to persuade everyone to choose a classmate who they think is the most suspicious to die, or choose to wait for their own death.

"Hinata-kun, do you have a clue?"

Qihai's voice drifted to her ears with the night wind, Hinata turned her head slightly to look at the girl beside her, she was holding the strap of the backpack with one hand, perhaps because it was too cold at night, the hood of the jacket was pulled up, Under the fine bangs, her gentle eyes can be vaguely seen.

An Ran's eyes kept staring ahead, letting the tide of desolation and depression flood over, but it didn't soak a corner of her clothes.

As if aware of the oppression and heaviness in his heart, Qihai raised her head and tiptoed, while her beautiful face moved closer to his.

"Don't worry, it will be fine." She smiled, and although her tone of voice was calm, it was as solemn as a promise, and every word she uttered was pronounced very clearly, and the heavy weight suppressed him so much that he had nowhere to worry. Fallen heart.

"Hinata-kun, believe in yourself, and believe in everyone."

"……Um."

Hinata paused for a moment, his straight back relaxed for a moment, and then nodded slightly to her.

"Thank you, Qihai." His brows and eyes softened, and he smiled a little embarrassedly, "Sorry, I may not be in a good state just now, and I made you worry."

Qihai looked at him, eyes crooked, then shook her head slightly.

"Hinata-kun, you don't need to apologize to me." She said with a smile.

"Ah, I'm sorry... no!" Hinata was stunned for a moment, with a trace of annoyance flashing in his eyes, he raised his hand and scratched the hair on the back of his head, "Well, my mind was a little messed up just now."

For some reason, seeing the gentle reflection in the girl's eyes when she smiled at him, Hinata suddenly felt very guilty.

The calm before the storm lasted until the moment the group of them met at Black and White Kuma Mountain on Central Island. Naegi followed Komaeda and walked at the end of the crowd. Seeing this cliff that was obviously not within the program plan, his eyebrows twitched slightly, and his face gradually became serious. stand up.

"Ugh, this is a special stage specially prepared for you guys."

Black and White Bear covered his mouth with his hands, and his tone was as hearty and enthusiastic as ever, but the clown-like funny performance revealed the contrast of horror movies, and the light shining from those small dark eyes made people shudder.

"...School-level referee, please enjoy yourself."

"..."

Again.

The body under the jacket trembled almost imperceptibly for a moment, and the coldness rushed from the feet to the spine.Usually, the temperature is only slightly cool in summer nights, but he would never feel so anxious at all.

The curse-like words set off a storm in his memory, and all kinds of fragments that made him unforgettable flashed back before his eyes.The first time I was ignorant and uneasy, I suddenly saw a familiar face barging into the arena, the sadness and helplessness when I was framed and forced to doubt each other, the horror and fear of watching my classmates being tortured to death by various cruel methods, the exchange of opinions and opposition , the breaking and recasting of trust, the cruelest betrayal and the saddest parting, the most touching reunion and the most steadfast side-by-side fighting.

In a person's life, how rare is it to have such a companion who lives and dies together?How lucky was he to meet someone he loved so deeply in his soul?

The so-called tragedy is to destroy beautiful things for others to see.

If a person is injured again and again, he will always be in pain and want to escape, fear, depression, frenzy, anger, depression, numbness... can no longer feel the taste of happiness, and dare not continue to bear the pain of disillusioned hope , Slowly, despair.

...But he just doesn't want to admit defeat, and he won't let everyone be maliciously manipulated and hurt by despair.

Seedling's eyes were in a trance for a moment, then became firm, and when he came back to his senses, he met Monokuma's playful gaze.

It seems that there is some kind of diametrically opposite and mutually attracting magnetic field in the dark, how absurd and ridiculous, its expression that seems to have penetrated everything seems to be mocking, and the seedlings are also communicating in this silent communication that is very similar to telepathy. Unwavering in the middle, the brows are more and more calm.

I know what you're thinking.

Black and White Bear thought excitedly.

Efforts, trust, rescue... In short, it is a touching awareness within that category.After all, they are all fixed routines, and a rough outline can be deduced by just thinking about them.After all, hope is nothing more than this degree of pre-determined conciliation.

But, Naegi-kun, it's a pity that it's not time for you to be on stage yet.

It’s only interesting if the main event is at the finale. You and I are the trump cards that hold each other back. This should be the time when the real protagonists of this game come on stage——

"Oh, that's right, I've already told everyone about the rules for judging at the school level, right? Now I want to add a crucial arrangement for this judging."

Facing Seedling's surprised and vigilant gaze, it grinned meaningfully.

"Monokuma, don't try to play tricks." Seedling gritted his teeth, "Cheating is illegal, you can't—"

“啊啊——啊啊——好吵——好啰嗦——听不见！我听不见！”黑白熊忽然手舞足蹈地大叫起来，叫得大家都忍不住捂住了耳朵才状似意犹未尽地Stopped, pointed, "Some people have ghosts in their hearts, and they always use their own behavior patterns to speculate on others. It's really annoying. You know, I am the species that values ​​fairness the most among bears..."

"Stop talking nonsense, tell me sooner if you have any plans." The nine-headed dragon interrupted its chatter impatiently.

Monokuma stopped the snickering, put down his hands, and turned to face everyone.

"I don't have any plans, I just want to protect fairness." It said innocently, "In order to prevent everyone who has come to the rebellious period from being dissatisfied with me, I have decided that I will be the referee of the school level together with Naegi-kun." Hosted."

"?!"

The atmosphere became more subtle, Monokuma grinned maliciously at the brown-haired boy who had become the focus of everyone's attention in an instant.

"Of course, everyone can also point out that I or Miao Mu-kun are the murderers, if you doubt it." It seemed to think this was very interesting, it covered its mouth and let out a "PuffPuffPuff" laugh, "As the host, we are Those who do not have the right to vote, so once they are identified, they can only cry and kneel on the ground begging everyone for mercy."

Zuo Tian heard the words and said without hesitation: "Oh, that's great! Now let's vote for Black and White Bear!"

Koizumi's face was full of black lines: "Will such a good thing really happen..."

"According to the rules of the school referee, if an innocent person is identified, everyone except the murderer will be punished." Naegi took a deep breath and raised his brows lightly, "What do you mean?"

"Oh, this sounds a bit cruel." Monokuma put on a show, and suddenly pretended to be generous, "Well, I will reluctantly let you guys go one step further. If I or Miao Mu-kun are accused of being the murderer by you, And if the murderer is someone else, the execution of all members will not be carried out—”

Zuo Tian's eyes lit up, and he was about to raise his hand again to call for the killing of Black and White Bear.

"However, no punitive measures will make everyone's mistakes cost zero, which is not in line with the original intention of the school-level referee." Monokuma tilted his head, "Well, if you identify me or Sapling-kun and identify mistakes, It is up to the designated person to choose a person for execution."

Zuo Tian silently retracted his hand.

Komaeda vaguely caught something in the hidden and subtle verbal confrontation between saplings and Monokuma, they...seemed to be opposing sides with clear camps.He felt somewhat interested, and calmly watched from the sidelines to see the angry look on Miaomu's face when he heard the words.

"I won't kill my friend!" His brows were furrowed, and his eyes lit up with fire.

"Oh?" Black and White Bear seemed to have heard some joke, "Friend? What kind of friend are you talking about?"

"Do you recognize the person who chose to kill his classmates in order to leave here as a friend? Or do you recognize the traitor hidden among everyone as a friend?"

Monokuma seemed extremely satisfied with the astonishment and astonishment on other people's faces, and lowered his voice meaningfully.

"Or, Naegi-kun, do you regard the guy who brought despair into this world as a friend?"

The shock caused by one sentence was like a thunderclap, and everyone looked around at each other with trepidation and doubt.

What traitor?In addition to the murderer who killed the ten gods, there is actually a traitor among them?

What is it that makes a person called a traitor?Is it the ghost who is with the gang behind the scenes?Or is it the man behind the scenes who forces everyone to kill each other?

Suspicion, another stone representing doubt was thrown into the lake that had finally calmed down, and layers of ripples stirred up the water surface to become chaotic again.

"Friends are not defined in this way." The clear voice came to my ears, and the boy's decisive answer broke the silence.

Seedling's answer was very calm, and that clean and even a little too pure temperament has been lingering around him. It seems that it is always easy to make people feel ridiculously innocent and fragile, but unexpectedly very tough.

"Human nature is something that can hardly stand the test. I also hate all tests that test human nature. No matter what the result is, it will cause irreparable harm to people." After finishing speaking, Naigi paused and took a deep breath , "For me, even if it's just a superficial friendship, as long as it's a bond formed with good intentions, it's something worth cherishing."

Sapling Makoto has always claimed that he is just an ordinary person.

He doesn't have too many specialties, and he has long been conscious of being an ordinary person, so he won't have too much arrogance, and he won't naively think that everyone's actions will revolve around him.It is a well-known truth that things in the world cannot be as one wishes. Seedling will try his best to fight in the direction he thinks is good, but in the final analysis, many times he is silently working hard out of the mentality of doing his best, but in reality he rarely Ask too much.

I am lucky to lose my life, but he believes that no matter how far the dawn is, it will always appear ahead.

The ability of "luck" to bring him the greatest personal impact should be this kind of cheerful and optimistic attitude.

He never had the ego of being able to change a person on his own.

Whether it is the self who once lost his memory, or the self who has recovered all the past now, Makoto Sapling has always been sober.An outsider can always stand in a calm position, even if he absolutely does not approve of cannibalism, he does not have the ability and right to excessively interfere with other people's actions and determinations.

It may sound helpless to some extent, but there is only one thing he can do from beginning to end, and that is to trust his companions.

Out of trust, he can gently keep his mouth shut about the occasional special behaviors of his classmates, and he can also do his best to investigate the truth in order to prove everyone's innocence.

Sapling Makoto's persistence has never changed, regardless of how many storms he has experienced.

Regardless of the outcome, he never regrets his choice.

He lowered his eyes and watched the black and white bear condescendingly.

"I believe in everyone, I believe that no one does those cruel things with a voluntary and happy attitude, and everyone suffers because of it... So I will never forgive you, Black and White Bear."

The resounding words cleared the dreary air all around, and everyone else was a little moved, so they ignored the unexplained laughter of the black and white bear, and stood in place for a moment to adjust themselves.

Yes, the person everyone should defeat the most is not each other, but the mastermind behind the scenes.

But even so, would the person who had committed the murder have the same thoughts?Isn't it true that Naegi has an ulterior motive in shifting the focus of everyone's hostility from the prisoner to the mastermind behind the scenes?Some people are thinking so.

Hope has not disappeared, but despair has not disappeared either.

Fighting openly and secretly, one ebbs and another grows.

No matter how many people's thoughts are surging, the sand timepiece of life will never stop passing.

When the referee was over, everyone returned to the ground from the frantically and gaudy closed underground. The sudden cold night wind made people shiver all over, and the chill soaked through the thin clothes. The drowsy mind gradually returned to sobriety.

The person in front of me... Everyone blamed and doubted each other for their own lives and deaths before, and after the dust settled, they suppressed their guilt and sent a classmate to the execution platform together. This cruel and absurd torture seemed to cater to The audience generally deliberately made a dramatic performance ceremony, which made them vaguely feel that this is actually an act of taking advantage of the death of their companions for fun, and their psychological guilt and nausea reached the peak together.

It's as if... everyone has become a murderer.

They looked at each other in embarrassment, and soon blinked their eyes away again. After saying goodnight bluntly, everyone scattered and left.

Before I knew it, Komaeda and Naegi were the only ones left behind intentionally or unintentionally.

Hinata turned her head back calmly, rubbing the space between her brows.Because of various situations, and more or less realizing the profound meaning of the phrase "Knowing people, knowing faces, not knowing the heart", he was in a state of confusion for a while, and whenever that guy Komaeda appeared in his field of vision, he would have a headache. Due to some subtle evasive psychology, he simply sneaked into his bedroom without even saying hello.

In the silence of the night, the seedling turned his head slightly, like water and moonlight falling on his handsome profile, and his peaceful eyes were concentrated on Komaeda Nagito's body, almost like still water flowing deep.

With his hands in his pockets, his figure is as tall and straight as a green pine covered with snow and frost in winter. The hem of his windbreaker flutters slightly with the breeze. Perhaps because of the fermentation of the night, the smile on his lips seems to be there, hazy. It's hard to see.

The person in front of him seemed to be the same as Nagito Komaeda who made dangerous remarks during the class referee.Seedling couldn't help thinking.What have you been through to become what you are today?

It is ethereal, ambiguous, loose and uncertain, but also persistent, paranoid and crazy, this is Komaeda Nagito.

This is the lover filter, and Naegi suddenly remembered a sentence that Kirikiri had casually made fun of him when he was studying, and couldn't help laughing. In fact, she was right. It was difficult for him to clear the fog.Fortunately, he thought he was quite at ease. After the brief accident, there was another sense of reality that seemed to be taken for granted.

As for which is his heart?Some people may take Komaeda's sharp-edged and fanatical pursuit of "hope" during the school grade referee as an exposure of his nature, but Naegi feels that there is no emotion on his face at this moment, just Komaeda who is staring at the night sky indifferently That's the real him.

It turned out that Senior Komaeda was like this at this time, no one had ever walked into his heart.

But sapling didn't notice that Komaeda looked at him immediately after he turned his gaze away, all kinds of thoughts flooded his mind, the young man gently rubbed the pads of his fingers, and there was a faint smile in his eyes.

After all, Jaba Walker Island is an island based on the tourist resort of the same name. The townhouses, hotel restaurants and old halls where everyone lives are arranged in a comfortable and scenic area.The night wind blew slowly, and the swaying tree shadows extended to the feet. The seedling looked away, and the dim yellow street lamp lightly and shallowly outlined the outline of his side face, and cast a dark color between the slightly frowning brows.

The wooden plank road connecting the gate and the wooden house is built on the river. The flowing water reflects the stars and the moon, sparkling, and the water marks are slowly shaking, peaceful and quiet.

Several wooden houses darkened quickly after being locked, and the warm yellow indoor light in several rooms was reflected through the window gaps, and the figures were dimly reflected behind the curtains, and there was no movement for a long time.

"Sapling-kun, are you blaming yourself?"

The clear light of the pool lit up the light in Komaeda's eyes, he couldn't figure out his mood, but seemed worried about disturbing something, his gray-green eyes gradually became silent.

When they were silent, the only thing left in their ears was the slight sound of the leaves whirling by the wind, their own slow breathing, and the glissando of running water under their feet.

Seemingly surprised, Miaomu glanced back at him, and quickly pursed the corners of her lips.

"Komaeda-kun." He didn't answer his question directly. After calling his name, he was silent for a moment, and then sighed softly, "Obviously everyone is doing what they think is the most correct thing, but I always feel that no one really Wrong, the real unforgivable crime should be the black and white bear who drove us to a desperate situation... Do you think such an idea is naive and ridiculous?"

There was a faint wry smile on Miao Mu's face, using a self-deprecating tone, but the expression in his eyes clearly showed a stubborn look that did not intend to change.

"Killing is unforgivable, the concept I have always accepted should be like this..." He muttered, slightly lost in thought, "But I just can't control my feelings, I can't hate everyone, and I don't want to abandon and forget, yes I'm too greedy."

Komaeda listened quietly to his whispers, he didn't realize that there was a rare hint of sincere tenderness in his demeanor.

Opening his hands, he embraced him in his arms, imitating the same posture as before.

The arms imprisoned the boy's body, using all the sensory tentacles all over his body to feel his suppressed and forbearing subtle tremors.

There was a strange, uncontrollable, sadistic feeling that stimulated him, and the vain imagination was pieced together into a blurred picture in his mind, which made him faintly excited, and he really couldn't bear the scalp Live numb.

I really want to go too far...to push him to a desperate situation.

...to make him weep, tremble, and then hide bewildered in the arms of the one who caused it.

However, his gaze was still gentle, and even his tone of voice was as gentle as if he was afraid that it would disturb him.

"You can't control it, so don't resist and follow your heart."

"Since you have decided on a road that is doomed to be rough, then go on, hope is at the end of the road."

Seedling leaned against Komaeda's arms, the familiar and nostalgic atmosphere comforted his tense nerves little by little, he was gradually seized by tiredness, he let out a soft "um", his eyelids gradually became heavy.

Komaeda smiled slightly and lowered his head, stroking the slightly cold skin on the boy's side face with his fingertips.

He is really obedient, the feeling becomes more vivid when he leans meekly in his arms, the satisfied mood gradually smoothes the sick and longing emotions, Komaeda can't help but feel pity in his heart, his eyes are almost pale at the saplings The bloody lips lingered.

Jugami and Hanamura were killed within a few hours, and sapling was also injured. On this island where medicines are scarce, he should have a hard time without painkillers.

From the search to the class referee, he has always known that he is in pain, although he has never said a word of pain.