"Well, that explains a lot." I said.
Kokoro sighed dreamily, their hands clasped to their chest. "Cosplaying has always been an interesting subject ever since I was exposed to it...O-oh uh...Would you enjoy hearing more about my talent?"
"Anyways, what does your talent entail?" I asked.
"You want to know more of my talent? well...I won't bore you with details, but I make cosplays of fictional characters and wear them. Quite unique, is it not? I'll even demonstrate...You're the Tuxedo Mask to my Sailor Moon, Mikado..." Kokoro said.
"Kokoro, stop the Sailor Moon references." I said.
"Oh, about that..." Kokoro said.
"Anyways..." I said. "I've got a gift for you."
I gave it to Kokoro.
It was a camera.
"A gift, eh? Well, I should have known such a selfless person like yourself would go out of their way to give a plain person like me a gift. Really appreciate it, man. I'll make sure to pay you back." Kokoro said.
Then she left, clutching her camera.
Kokoro's Report Card has been updated based on your experiences with them!
Name: Kokoro Mitsume
Height: 158 cm
Weight: 50kg
Chest Size: 80cm
Blood Type: AB
Birthday: June 5th
Likes: Japanese magical girl anime (even crappy ones)
Dislikes: Sour plums
Skill Added!
Silky Execution
Someone's statement will be "paralyzed" for a round. Works during a scrum debate, a cross swords, or an Argument Armament.
Received Gift!
Kokoro's Underwear
I took out a book I had won from the MonoMono Machine.
It was a poem collection.
I read it for about two hours.
Eventually...
"Alright guys, time for the all girls' baking event!" Hibiki announced.
I decided to head for the kitchen.
Baking wasn't what I had experienced before as a bounty hunter. That would be new.
"It's always been a dream of mine to make a cookie statue of my boobs!" Iroha said.
"What a weirdo!" Teruya exclaimed while laughing.
"This... this is fun!" Sora exclaimed nervously.
"I never would have thought I'd get to participate in such a fun activity with others," I said.
"Here, Yuki-chan," Nikei said, handing the red haired girl the burnt biscuits of the batch. "Since you wanted to help dispose of the bad ones..."
"Thank you!" Yuuki replied, eating them.
"Eh... I thought you would throw them out. Well, okay, I think?"
"These cookies are great!" Teruya declared happily. "When can I eat the rest!?"
"It's the rule of the kitchen that the people who made it get the first bite!" I retorted.
"Yes..." Hibiki said with a smile, looking down on the strawberry pie she and Iroha had made. "It's my first time making such a dessert. I'm curious as to how it turned out."
"I'm sure it tastes great!" Teruya exclaimed. "In fact, I'll test it for you!"
"No!" I rebuked Teruya's advances towards the dessert!
"I think it's cool enough to eat, actually," Mikado noted, smiling at Hibiki. "Since it's your first time, why don't you take the first slice?"
"I'd be glad to!"
The anthropologist cut herself a slice, eating it eagerly.
The others waited for her reaction.
She licked her lips, letting the taste kick in...
"It tastes... peculiar, though that might be my inexperience," Hibiki said as she reached for another slice. "A sweet, tarty flavour, with an odd, almost alcoholic scent, yet undeniably fruity... is this the existence known as a pie? I think it might grow on me!" She announced happily, before she...
...began to cough.
"Did it go down the wrong pipe?" Teruya asked.
"Please, keep coughing!" I encouraged her. "You can still cough, so it's not a total blockage—"
Hibiki kept coughing, blood spilling out...!
-!
"Oh no!" Teruya said.
"This wasn't the baking event that I wanted!" Nikei screamed.
In addition to this coughing up blood, Hibiki began vomiting. I quickly lifted my left foot to ensure I hadn't stepped in any vomit puddles, gagging all the same.
"Oh man... this is bad... this is so fuckin' bad..." Iroha breathed.
The anthropologist stopped coughing up blood and puking and collapsed...!
The screams of horror shot through my friends like lightning.
But I couldn't move, I couldn't go to them. I could only stare at the body... the body of yet another of my best friends.
No matter how badly I wished it were a lie, there was no turning away from the truth.
Hibiki Otonokoji, the Ultimate Anthropologist... was dead.
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SDRA2 Redux: Trouble on Jabberwock Island
Fanfiction(Originally on A03) My name is Nikei Yomiuri. I'm known as the Ultimate Journalist. When I received my acceptance letter to Hope's Peak Academy, I didn't expect to meet thirteen other students, much less get told by an insane bird about how we are t...
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