[Danwanron Hakomae] Hope synaesthesia

After a night of messing around, the elderly sapling-senpai gloriously overslept once again.

It's not just that he only got up in the middle of the day, and when he woke up, he found that he didn't even hear the daily morning time broadcast.At this time, the sky was bright, and the bright sunlight penetrated the gauze curtain and covered the ground, and the deep and shallow light and shadow swam and changed, like a golden carp with shiny scales.

"I obviously won't sleep in for a long time!"

The boy complaining like this couldn't help rubbing the messy hair on the back of his head in front of the mirror. Komaeda stood behind him and used his wet fingers to comb the ends of his hair, he was a little disapproving.

"Anyway, it's not class, so it doesn't matter if you're not punctual a little bit."

Seedling was slightly blacked out for a while, then suddenly remembered that he was always late during the period when he was locked up in the Peak of Hope.

I remember that on the first day of amnesia, he was still very serious in guessing the characters of new classmates based on their time concept. Those who arrived early were strict and self-disciplined.

The most ironic result is that he thinks he attaches great importance to the daily morning meeting, but he repeatedly misses the meeting due to these inhumane reasons.

On the contrary, after leaving the school, during the period of recuperation at the future office, the work and rest became regular, and there was not much sleepiness at dawn.A feeling of suddenly losing something, and always feel that the day is too long, so long that people can't see the end.

Seedling raised his eyes to stare at Komaeda's reflection in the mirror, just as he was looking at him, he smiled unconsciously.

"Let's go, I'm sorry for always making people wait in vain."

Komaeda lowered his eyelids slightly, and said hello with a smile.

The sky near ten o'clock was extremely bright and dazzling. The seedlings who opened the door raised their hands to cover their eyes, avoided the sun and raised their heads to look at the sky, just in time for the silhouettes of seabirds soaring, their white wings blending with the white clouds as one.

The brown-haired teenager also dressed casually today, wearing a light-colored hooded sweater, casual trousers with many pockets, and black sneakers, which made him look younger—by comparison Nagito Komaeda, who was taller and slender, seemed to be older.Seedling seemed unaware of this kind of subtle competition that boys often have. Most of his attention was attracted by the hot summer temperature of this southern island. He rolled up his sleeves and pulled them to the elbows, revealing a section In his healthy white forearm, he held a bottle of ice water just brought from the supermarket next door. The water droplets that condensed and flowed from the plastic bottle soaked his palm.

"Where did Naegi-kun find so many coins?"

"It was dug out from the corner during the investigation, and I collected it thinking that I could use coin-operated shopping machines."

"I didn't expect this, but looking at the black and white bear head printed on it, I feel a little uncomfortable."

"Haha... this should be something like game currency."

Seedling scratched his cheek, seemed to recall something very carefully, and then blinked slowly.

"Did you think of any clues?"

Komaeda paid attention to his subtle changes in expression, and asked sharply.

"No." Seedling shook his head. "I know someone who also has this habit of putting coins around, as if to encourage others to rummage around... But she is no longer here."

"Her?" Komaeda raised his eyebrows, but instead of asking further, he commented lightly, "It sounds like she's enjoying some kind of game, and she looks like she's enjoying it."

Game... Naegi Makoto had a slightly helpless and complicated look in his eyes.

The two chatted one after another, and boarded the open-air restaurant on the second floor of the hotel to meet other students who had been waiting for a long time.Surprisingly, there were only a few people left in the distance. Tanaka sat at the table, carefully pouring out the coconut juice from a freshly opened coconut, while the little hamsters gathered around the edge of the plate and ate them one bite at a time. Licking, Hinata was leaning against the railing of the balcony, fingering a bunch of green radishes fluttering in the wind.

"That... Hinata-kun, where did everyone else go?"

The sapling who was late asked very confidently. After all, he let everyone's pigeons go, and he felt guilty in just one sentence.

Komaeda, who was a step behind, rested his fingers on the handrail of the stairs, looked around and landed on the pile of unwashed dishes and chopsticks in the kitchen sink, his eyebrows raised.

"There's been a change in the plan..." Hinata who turned around shrugged helplessly, "Sonia just said early in the morning that she had planned a girls' party for a long time, and if possible, I don't want this to be disrupted by temporary changes. This rare event went to waste. She showed such an apologetic and begging expression that I couldn't say anything to refuse, anyway, everyone has nothing important to do on this island, and the arrangement of the game-raiding game together has been postponed to tonight."

"Eh-ehh?"

The wide-eyed sapling looks a little dumbfounded. From a boy's point of view, I'm afraid it's hard to understand the meaning of girls who get along day and night and invite a party specially, and as the leader, Her Royal Highness is still so Vice attaches great importance to the attitude.

I remember when he was still studying at Hope Peak, Wuyuan students often invited girls to hold tea parties and other activities.Not to mention Asahina, who always loves the excitement, always pulls Ogami Sakura to attend, as well as Seles and Enoshima, who are frequent guests of the party, and even Kirikiri and Zhanren, who have always seemed a little withdrawn, seem to be rarely absent look.

The only exception is probably Fu Chuan, who ranks the ten gods as the first action priority...

Afraid of comparing anything, Naegi suddenly realized with black lines all over her head that it seemed that the literary girl was a little more special.

"Maybe something interesting will happen."

Komaeda muttered in a very soft voice, so soft that even the sapling beside him couldn't hear what he was saying at this time, maybe it was a premonition that he felt lucky for no reason, maybe it really had some unusual signs, he left When he sat down at the dining table, he asked about the other boys' movements.

"Erda Maomaru has fought with Zhongli Chiyin all the way to the end of hell." Tanaka Cobra, who had finally fed the hamster, looked up and said seriously.

"..." Miaomu felt that he was a bit unable to keep up.

Komaeda smiled, as if he understood something, he took a coconut from Tanaka, and the movement of inserting a knife into the pulp made the brown-haired boy suddenly startled, staring at Komaeda He held the handle of the knife calmly, so nervous that he didn't blink his eyes.

"I know that Nine-headed Dragon Lord is not very social..." His voice was slow, with a charming gentle charm, "Why didn't you see Mr. Zuo Tian so early in the morning?"

Speaking of this, Hinata's expression became strange.

"He said he wanted to attend the girls' party, so he ran to Luna Beach..."

Komaeda was surprised for a moment, then smiled and said: "Hinata-kun is so aware of his movements, it seems that Satoda-kun has not only made up his mind, he should have invited you before he left, right?"

Seeing Hinata's expression, Naegi knew that Komaeda's guess was right, and he looked curious.

"Forget it, I know it's a girl's party, what's the point of me participating...you will be regarded as a pervert if you are sneaky." Role."

Hearing that the other three boys present quietly thought about the difference in force, they exchanged a knowing look with each other.

It turned out that everyone realized that it was not easy for the seniors so early, Naegi took the coconut juice that Komaeda handed him, and took a sip silently.

Now that they knew where the girls were meeting, the boys, who were different from Zuo Tian, ​​who had special ideas, naturally and thoughtfully reserved space for them.In the afternoon, the more dazzling sunlight invaded the uninhabited streets on the island wantonly, and the sun hanging high overhead squeezed the dark shadows visible in the field of vision and lost their shelter, just like the curve of fate has experienced some ups and downs and then restarted. Throwing back to a high place, time seems to be frozen at this moment, calmly and monotonously, maintaining a state of peace that makes one mentally dull.

This state of affairs is often seen as afternoon sleepiness.

At the end of the street on the second island, it is easy to find a classical Western-style building.It was a building that looked a bit old, the brick paint on the outer wall was peeling off badly, especially the creepers that were densely packed underneath had taken away the originality of the outer wall with the old-fashioned red and green vine leaves. The colors and textures, but fortunately, the inside is still intact as a whole.Probably this is a library that has not been visited by people for a long time, or a storage place once owned by the owner of the island. The first visual impression left on people is the reconciliation of the two contradictory concepts of "emptiness" and "fullness". The product, standing in the atrium of the library and looking up at the layers of bookshelves extending to the unreachable dome, the feeling of self-insignificance can't help but arise spontaneously.

"It's so cool."

This exclamation comes from the seedling who sits cross-legged in front of the bookshelf. He closes his eyes and enjoys the coolness brought by the shelter of the building. He is a little lazy and has an attitude of avoiding the vast collection of books behind him. The nature of his student days All of a sudden exposed.

The interests and abilities are also ordinary, except for the talent that is always not displayed stably, the performance of being difficult to learn and being very distressed before every exam is also no different from that of ordinary students in any ordinary school outside. the difference.

"Sapling-kun, don't you want to take a look?" Komaeda standing in front of the bookshelf slightly raised his eyebrows, "Maybe there may be some clues about leaving here."

Seedling smiled.

"Komaeda-kun is so cunning, you already knew that I was on the absolute opposite side of Monokuma, it's impossible that you haven't guessed my purpose by now."

Since Monokuma regards it as the biggest thorn in the side, it is impossible for the seedlings to be surrounded by cannibalism games, and it is even possible that whether they support everyone leaving the island is open to question... Komaeda is a little surprised that the seedlings will be honest so early to sue.

He felt interesting in his heart, but his movements didn't stop at all. He pointed to the thick books on the bookshelf, took out one of them, and opened the cover.

"If you want to talk about cunning, it's obviously Naegi-kun?" He seemed to be tit-for-tat, with a smile in his voice, "The same thing, do you dare to say to Hinata-kun and others? Naegi-kun is really good at picking soft persimmons pinch."

Having said that, Komaeda Nagito not only didn't feel offended, but became happy because of such a small difference in treatment.

Sapling didn't refute, he scratched his cheek with his fingers, and looked a little shy with his head lowered.

"Ha... because I don't want to be regarded as a traitor and hostile. I'm a bit greedy. But if it's Komaeda-kun, I think it's fine."

"Because of trust?"

"Because of trust and understanding."

When does a person really grow up?

Seedling, who was sitting on the ground, didn't notice Komaeda's slightly dazed expression for a moment.It was unbelievable for him to say such words without thinking.Seedling feels like a child who is about to be spoiled. He has always absorbed too much love from the other party, and he is able to say this kind of words that symbolize dependence without any burden.

But in front of Senior Komaeda, since when did he look like a mature adult who can stand on his own?

If it is always impossible to let go of innocence, does it mean that there is something equally important that is destined to be lost in the process of growing up? Seedlings almost never have such pessimistic thinking. To be honest, although he once Driven by curiosity, I have read the love story that made Toko Fukawa famous at the same time, but I don’t quite understand the sensitive and delicate feelings and melancholy in the other party’s pen. I appreciate the graceful and delicate brushwork but find it difficult to empathize. This feeling is probably also one of the reasons why Fu Chuan once ridiculed him for being a kid.

So, it is he who knows his mistakes and does not correct them.

Realizing this, Naegi even felt a bit of unspeakable satisfaction.Of course, this is also because he always prefers to think about the positive side, but isn't it a great luck for him to be able to meet Komaeda-senpai, even if there are some deliberate actions in it?

After all, he has always been the one who is deeply favored and meticulously protected.

"Now I can confirm one more thing."

I don't know how long it took, Komaeda's voice with a hidden smile brought the seedling back to reality, his fingers tapped the hard cover of the book in his hand rhythmically, it sounded very brisk.

"You, who have been in the same camp as Mr. Tumi from the very beginning, are undoubtedly inseparable from the one who brought us from Hope's Peak Academy to this island, and it is even possible that everything was done by you."

The brown-haired boy felt guilty, even though he knew something was wrong, after all, he still knew that the more he refuted, the faster the truth would be exposed, so he didn't dare to speak immediately.

Seeing this, Komaeda slightly hooked the corners of his lips.

"You want us all to stay on this island, you want us all to get along well, and you don't want to see any cannibalism between classmates. Although I still don't quite understand the scene you expect and the boring housekeeping What's the difference, but at least you can guess that you and Monokuma are indeed related to Hope's Peak Academy, the currently unknown Naegi-kun in front of everyone... Hey, am I right?"

It seems, it seems that there is nothing to correct.Said seedling heart.

"I want to know more and more about Sapling-kun's talents. Other than a worthless person like me, it's impossible for people related to Peak of Hope to be ordinary people, but it seems that Sapling-kun hasn't shown anything at the moment. Special strengths..." Komaeda muttered in a low voice that made Naegi's back feel cold, anyway, this kind of feeling that he might fall in front of the other party if he is not careful is really indescribably subtle, especially for Komaeda Zhi is still such a keen and thoughtful person.

"Could it be that Sapling-kun—"

The protracted tone suddenly moved Naegi's whole heart, he widened his eyes in shock, and stared nervously at Komaeda's meaningful eyes.

"—Is it because of cuteness that it stands out?"

"——It's not cute! How can a boy be... ah!"

"Oh~ Naegi-kun didn't deny having talent."

Komaeda looked at the sapling who covered her mouth with an annoyed expression, and now her eyes really became meaningful.

Komaeda-senpai, there is no such foul.

It's a pity that Komaeda couldn't hear the mournful howling in Naegi's heart. The other party leaned casually by the bookshelf, his handsome appearance revealed the undisguised edge of a boy, and he looked down at him playfully.

"Don't be afraid..." He was coaxing, with a low and gentle voice, "I also think there is nothing wrong with staying here, so I am not here to find clues for everyone to leave the island, but to be one step ahead of them Destroying the clues is the right thing to do. After all... things of this level, even if I have only incompetent talents, may be useful for Naegi-kun."

"Eh-eh??"

Seedling felt that something was not right, Komaeda said in a relaxed tone, but he felt guilty and broke out in cold sweat, obviously he had always regarded himself as the right side, how could he be said like this, as if he had become a real Komaeda is the one behind the scenes, and Komaeda is the one who helps the evil.

It became dumbfounding all at once.

The library itself is almost a 100% simulation of the island of the same name in reality. The light penetrates into the interior of the building through the stained glass above the dome, and the hot and dry atmosphere of midsummer is completely isolated. It is easy to give people a sense of long age.

History is always hidden among the thick books arranged neatly from ancient times, extending infinitely with the passage of time.

After lagging for a long time, Naegi finally remembered to take a look at the book that Komaeda had been holding in his hand since just now. Compared with his pale fingers, the not-so-high-quality rough pages had turned yellow, and it looked like something The Arabic script made people dizzy at first glance, and Naegi was convinced that Komaeda obviously couldn't understand the text above.

As for why he has been holding onto it...

Komaeda casually played with the monochrome bear coin between his fingers, and when he noticed Naegi's gaze, he raised his eyebrows and smiled: "I remember you said earlier that there might be clues where the coin appears?"

"But we don't understand this either."

"Mr. Sapling and I don't know the words in the book, but it doesn't mean that other people don't necessarily have the relevant knowledge. And since there are so many books here, there might be a dictionary somewhere."

Komaeda smiled, and asked him again: "Has Naegi-kun told anyone other than me about the Monokuma coin?"

Seedling shook his head.

"I haven't said it yet... But, I think Hinata-kun should know, right?"

When Komaeda heard this, a bright light flashed across his eyes, and the bad premonition that had arisen in the sapling's heart was immediately fulfilled. He watched Komaeda shut the pages of the book in a daze, and then put the book back to its original place. Then, another book of the same thickness was pulled out from a few rows of bookshelves, and the coin was sandwiched in the middle and put back in its original place.

"Evil, a prank?!"

"Just a little test."

It's just bullying people.Seedling couldn't help but slander.It was not easy to find and interpret the information, but because of Komaeda's troublesome operation, it immediately became even more difficult.

Feeling weak for a while, he wanted to emphasize once that he was really not a villain, but the electronic manual in his pocket suddenly vibrated, which immediately grabbed his attention.

"problem occurs."

The seedling stood up abruptly and stuffed the electronic manual back into his pocket. The original relaxed expression faded from his face like a tide. Accompanied by the young man's swift footsteps, the radio announcement resounded throughout the island.

The No.2 murdered person appeared.

The gears of despair began to turn faster than the seedlings had guessed.

It shouldn't be so fast, if there was a little element of accidental injury in the first murder incident, if it weren't for Komaeda-senpai deliberately exposing his attempt to create a storm, Hanamura-senpai would not have made up his mind so quickly Determined to make an irreversible move.As long as there is a heart, it is impossible for a person to be untouched by the deprivation of the lives of the same kind. He never thought that the seniors and sisters he was familiar with would have such a cruel nature.

When he arrived at the scene, Sinki was already examining the corpse, and while asking her, Hinata, who was sorting out the clues at the scene, seemed to have a very bad face, and he was not in the mood to pay any attention to Soda, who had been pulling his shirt beside him.

The latter looked bewildered and panicked, and seemed to be looking for someone to seek some comfort, but he carefully observed the cold gloomy look in Hinata's eyes, and chose not to cause more trouble with a desire to survive.

It wasn't until he saw the sapling that he showed a slightly relieved expression.

It's just that the moment of slack was extremely short. Komaeda followed the sapling into the beach hut at the scene of the death, and seeing Koizumi Mahiru's body on the ground, not only did he not show any expression that could be related to grief, on the contrary he seemed extremely interested look like.

When Hinata saw his performance, he was worried, even more than worried, he could almost feel the throbbing pain in his forehead and temples.

He thinks that Naegi is pretty good in every way, but Hinata always feels uneasy about how he looks at people.

Thinking about it this way, there is no doubt about the excellent abilities of these two people.The more in-depth understanding of the case, the more likely the real criminal will be found in the referee, and everyone will not face the crisis of full execution.Hyuga clearly distinguished the priorities, tried hard to overcome the slight uneasiness in his heart, and provided them with detailed search clues and some of his discoveries as comprehensively as possible.

Sapling thought for a while, and put forward his own idea: "Hinata-kun, please continue to check the scene, this incident... I am a little concerned about the game console that Monokuma provided earlier, maybe there will be some new discoveries over there. .”

Hinata had no objection: "Then I'll leave it to you, Naegi." He paused, "And you, Komaeda."

"Yeah." Komaeda Nagito smiled.

Makoto Sapling was the only one among the 78 survivors who was judged by a psychotherapist as not needing any auxiliary guidance after being rescued.On the way to Jaba Walker Park, he even thought of the possibility that Enoshima's brainwashing video was implanted in the game, but the idea was thrown out of his mind as soon as he flashed it, regardless of the feasibility issue, Using such low-level means over and over again to achieve victory is obviously not the long-planned goal of that person.

What she wants to see should be the moment when the fresh hope turns into despair... the disillusionment and lament produced by the resentment and curse of the human heart.

When did it start, he was able to recognize some facts more and more soberly, everything that used to be seen in a fog, is now so blatant that saplings can't even ignore it.For example, the desperate will that is gradually infecting everyone's will, like the black mud that has absorbed all the malice in the world, makes him feel disgusted and repelled physiologically.

Seeing that the more beautiful sunset light cast a strange and almost ghostly halo on the island in the evening, the seedling who finally stopped squatted down and fiddled with the game console twice, then sat down on the ground.

"Previously, Monokuma said that those who pass the level for the first time will get special rewards."

There was only one handle for the operation, and Komaeda also sat casually beside the seedling, resting his chin with one hand, talking calmly.

"I guess it's been taken away."

"Obviously everyone has made an appointment to clear the customs together at night."

"There will always be people who are on guard against everyone. Those who act first can seize the opportunity. The more people who regard the law of struggle as the standard, the more self-righteous people are, the easier it is for this speculative psychology and intelligence prophets. Moved by temptation."

Seedling glanced at him sideways: "Did Komaeda-kun already know?"

"How is that possible." Komaeda said with a smile, "It's just a groundless guess based on the results, and there is no evidence... By the way, Sapie-kun was a little aware of it just now, right? When talking about Koizumi's death, there were two people Obviously showing an extremely guilty attitude, students from Xiyuan Temple and Jiutoulong may know something."

In terms of insight, apart from Ms. Kirikiri who possesses detective skills, Naegi really cannot find anyone who is more powerful than Komaeda.

He was holding the handle in his hand to operate the game, and as the storyline on the screen progressed, his whole body suddenly tilted, half leaning on Komaeda, the drooping eyelashes concealing the solemn emotions in his eyes.

Perhaps it was because I was an insider who had watched and understood some of the facts, so I was able to discover the great malice harbored by the producer in this seemingly monotonous game.Every line of the character and every step of the plot development are extremely deliberate and ironic insinuations to those involved... Makoto Miaomu has no doubt that the person who got through the ending will be strongly angered and grieved. Emotions are overwhelming, and no one can remain indifferent to the innocent and tragic death of a loved one.

It is definitely not the kind of effect that simple and crude brainwashing videos can produce. This game has been a deadly trap designed for someone from the very beginning. Once the machine is turned on by curiosity, it is destined to embark on a road of no return.

"Twilight Syndrome", this is a game that reproduces the whole story of the case where the younger sister of the super high school level gangster Kuzuryu Fuyuhiko was murdered.Mahiru Koizumi, a super high school photographer, chose to hide the photos involved in the case in order to be the murderer of his best friend, so that the case finally ended in the conclusion of accidental murder by off-campus thugs.

If it were just to announce to the public that everyone lost their memories of studying at Hope Peak, except for Hanamura, who chose to take a slant because of worrying about the condition of his sick mother, other people might not even be moved.

But what if you tell someone that their blood-related relatives were murdered while you lost your memory?

Just like Naegi and his classmates back then, everyone will eagerly want to leave the cage, want to find out the truth of the matter, and the desire to leave will climb to the extreme.

However, suppose this person learns another shocking fact: his enemy is actually by your side, and if you kill her, he can leave this isolated island.

The cold air rushed into the bone marrow along the trembling fingertips, and the seedling shivered out of thin air.

— crossed the line.

The body temperature of the people around is very warm, but this does not make the seedling's spirit like falling into the ice cave feel better.After the game ended, he didn't put down the controller, but started thinking in a daze.

He suddenly realized an extremely frightening fact: Monokuma is gradually introducing into this virtual world one by one the causes that had caused the seniors to fall into despair in the real world. If this continues, if the seniors completely regain what they lost With all the memories, he can't stop the decision of the future agency to execute everyone. Whether it is to let despair spread or sit and watch the seniors who entrusted him with trust go to the end, everything will be over.

This painful imagination was once thrown away by the sapling who forced himself to focus on the case in front of him.He is obviously working very hard, and he has been doing his best to help everyone sort out the clues during the search process. Even in the school-level referees who are not allowed to speak, he never showed a wavering and discouraged expression on his face, and he looked at all the black and white bears calmly. The malicious provocation of nothing.These performances were naturally seen by Komaeda who was always looking at him in every detail, his eyes were correct, and he watched his figure almost greedily and joyfully.

After the turmoil subsided, at midnight, Naogi had a long-lost dream of a very cold dream. In the dream, there was an endless deep sea with surging tides. Under the water was a familiar, decaying, broken chessboard of black and white colors. There is also Komaeda Nagito who fell into a deep sleep, his peaceful face without nostalgia made him feel terrified.

During the period of nearly two years apart, he rarely had dreams, but once he fell asleep, the protagonists in the dreams were definitely only him and him, whether it was a dream bubble from the past or him staring at Komaeda's distant back in place , always them and only them.

Even if they chase each other in vain, their destinies have already intersected.

"Saplings—Mr. Saplings."

The dissociated consciousness gradually returned to its original position, the sweat-drenched hair on the forehead felt a little cold and sticky, but the body felt very hot... Naegi opened his eyes in a daze, facing the cold moon falling from the window above and covering the house. The light green eyes that gently stare at him are more moist and beautiful than the lake water and moonlight.

Very, very nostalgic, nostalgic to the point where he can barely distinguish between dreams and reality, the gaze of Komaeda-senpai who has truly accompanied him since he grew up.

Seedling opened his mouth, his heart seemed to be overflowing, and he couldn't make any sound for a while.

He let Komaeda's slightly hot palm touch his cheek, just raised his head silently, staring at his face.

"Live, Sapling-kun, with my luck and hope, you must live."

The smile on Komaeda's face was the same as when they were on the verge of life and death together.How could saplings forget that after saying this, Komaeda-senpai chose to push away the hugging self without hesitation, leaving him the most possible chance of survival.

The pain that finally got out of the bone marrow came out belatedly, and filled my heart finely and densely.

The sapling who woke up and sat up suddenly found the unusual flush on Komaeda's cheeks, as well as his distracted pupils, and the astonishing heat from the other party's body came from the tightly pressed skin, Komaeda sat on the bed His eyes were drooping, and he was breathing weakly.

A raging high fever.

Seedling panicked at once.