Class Trial #2 Epilogue: A Promise Between Men

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(3rd Person's POV)

"Uh-oh... This time it looks like...you got it right again!" Monokuma exclaimed. "Yes, it is so. The blackened that killed Chihiro Fujisaki was Mondo Owaaadaaaa!"

".." Mondo put his head down, ashamed to look his classmates in the face after what he's done.

"In case you're wondering, the vote was NOT unanimous. Kiyotaka chose the wrooong answer!" Monokuma said, looking at the moral compass with his red eye glowing. "You're treading very close to the danger zone, Mr. Ishimaru! You need to be more careful!"

"I-I refuse to believe it... There's no way...no way he would kill someone!" Taka denied.

It seems that even after the verdict was correct, Taka still didn't believe it. Or maybe, he did believe it, and he hated the fact that he did so much that he's willing to cover it up with all this denial, which made Mondo feel even worse about the situation he's in.

"Sorry..." Mondo softly apologized.

"Wh-Why are you apologizing!?" Taka looked at Mondo in disbelief. "Why!? Why why why why why!? WHYYY!? Wh...why? Why did you do it!?" He cried.

"..."

"Well, it looks like Owada's taken a vow of silence, so allow me to explain on his behalf..." Monokuma said. "The story of murder this time...is the sad story of two men. Oh, but for anyone who doesn't really wanna hear it you can just scroll down!"

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Monokuma let out a quick cough, before beginning the story.

"Anyway, there was once a young boy... And his name was Chihiro Fujisaki. He had an extreme inferiority complex regarding his own lack of strength."

"You're so weak, even though you're a boy!"

"He'd heard things like that as long as he could remember, and he couldn't overcome his weakness. On the contrary, he tried to hide and buried himself further and further into that weakness to take on the fragile form of a petite young girl. He had chosen that as his way out."

"Now nobody will be able to say anything about "even though you're a boy"..."

"But no matter how tightly he wrapped himself up in that shell, the inferiority complex had already taken root deep inside of him, and was not so easily weeded out. As it turned out, the shell was completely empty. The complex didn't disappear. Instead, it only grew stronger and stronger."

"I'm...weak... Weak, weak, weak, weak, weak, weak, weak, weak...!"

"Once the killing game had begun here at the school, he had no choice but to accept this fact. After all, this world is survival of the fittest. If you're not strong, you don't survive. And then the lovely and hateful Monokuma announced the revealing of the embarrassing secrets. Which, of course, included Fujisaki's embarrassing secret, which I was more than willing to divulge..."

"Even though he dresses like a girl, Chihiro is actually a boy."

"And that was something Fujisaki couldn't let anyone find out, no matter the cost. If that was revealed, it would be the end. The hardened shell would crack, the armor would fall away. Without a doubt, those around him would torture him more than ever before. Everyone figured being thrust into such a dilemma must have sent him spiraling into despair. And yet...!"

"Um...s-sorry, I don't really want to talk about it right now. But I also don't want to leave things the way they are. So maybe I can talk about it later... After I try my best...to become strong... Then I can tell everyone."

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