Danganronpa: Melancholic Mayhem

Chapter 3 Part 2- The Knowing, and the Keeping

Yamazaki leaned up against the wall, and glared at me. He seemed to be deep and thought, as he looked at my face. I didn't know what to say, so I just stood in silence. What did he want to talk about anyway?

"You have to stop making yourself look suspicious." He said. My eyes went wide.

"W- what?" I replied. He rolled his eyes.

"Taguchi is onto the fact that we're keeping secrets from everyone else. If this gets out, then everyone is going to panic." Yamazaki explained. "I really wouldn't like to be in a room full of screaming delinquents who can't tell the difference between a red flag and basic human mistakes." He said. I looked at the ground, almost slightly offended. He wasn't referring to me... but it feels like he had just tried to insult my entire existence. "Oh, and by the way, if you tell anyone about that note, I will not hesitate to make your life a living nightmare, got it?" He said. I paused for a moment, thinking for a moment.

"But... doesn't e- everyone know there's a traitor?" I replied. He rolled his eyes.

"They don't have concrete proof of it. It's just an idea that's been planted into all of their heads." Yamazaki responded. He glared at me again. "I'll meet you back in the cafeteria..." he said, before wandering down the hallway.

I sighed, taking a moment to myself. What was I going to do? Taguchi could read me like a children's picture book. Easy and quick. I've never really been an actor. So how am I supposed to make myself less suspicious!?

I walked back to the cafeteria, everyone waiting for my return. Taguchi seemed to be glancing over at me as I wandered back over to the seat. I avoided eye contact with him, staring off into space as an alternative.

"So... what did you need us for Kawata?" Naito said, with an awkward laugh at the end.

"So, I'd like to discuss some rules I want to establish with the group." He replied.

"What? Are you trying to be a dictator and take away our rights?" Imamura responded, glaring at him. Kawata put his hands up.

"N- no! Of course not! I just want to make sure that we have a couple of rules so we can all be safe!" Kawata replied. Imamura rolled her eyes.

"Dictator..." she mumbled under her breath. Kawata took a small sigh, placing his hand on the table.

"Okay, whatever. You can do whatever you want. I just have a suggestion." He began. "I want to make sure that no one sets up anymore parties, and if we do then there has to be a thorough examination and I will have to guard the entire thing."

"So... someone actually listened to me..." Yamazaki mumbled.

"I'm taking it upon myself. It is my responsibility to make sure that everyone stays alive from this point on. That doesn't mean that there will be any extreme rules, it just means that I will be doing my very best to protect this group." Kawata explained.

"But Kawata, wouldn't that just make it harder for you? You'd have to work so hard to make sure that no one gets... you know..." Naito said, struggling to get the words out.

"I know, but I can't forgive myself. I'm a police officer, and this entire time I've just been standing by watching as people die and get hurt, and each time I could've done something about it. I'm going to start taking responsibility, like I should've when we first heard about this killing game." Kawata replied.

"Chatter chatter chatter, all I hear is chatter!" Ressa appeared, expressing his feelings to us. Miyazaki backed up over to the door, fear in her eyes. "Policeman Kawata is trying to regain some sympathy so he can be forgiven for not doing his job! Or maybe he's pulling everyone into a false sense of security? Mr. Police officer is so suspicious he's gotta have a redemption ark!" Ressa chuckled. Kawata's eyes went wide, as tears began to slowly fall down his cheeks.