Danganronpa: Trigger Happy Havoc OCs & Reader Insert

Chapter 7 | The Investigation of Sayaka Maizono

The boy looked up and walked over.

"Yeah?" He asked.

"Have you ever used this lint roller?" Naomi asked as she picked it up and showed him.

"No...but it does look cleaner then when I last saw it." He replied.

"Hmm... Interesting..." Naomi mumbled and trailed off.

"Thank you." She nodded at him and set the lint roller back down before looking at me.

"It might be good for you to remember Makoto's words, they might come in handy." She explained.

I just blinked up at her a couple times before nodding in response.

"How could it help me?" I wondered.

"Lint Roller" has been added to the Truth Bullets section of your handbook

I stood up once again and decided to go examine the scratches and gouges on the bed, walls and floor, seeing as they really stood out to me.

"Is that evidence of a struggle?" I wondered aloud.

"It looks like there was some kind of fight in Makoto's room.

Probably between Sayaka and her killer, I can't think of anyone else. Unless Makoto did this himself, but I 100% doubt that.

    "Dammit...! I was right there in the other room! If only I'd heard something!" I heard Makoto exclaim in frustration.

"That would not have been possible." Sakura explained.

"Huh...?" Makoto asked.

"Don't you remember? All of our rooms are completely soundproof. So something could happen in the room next to you, and there's no way you could know. Perhaps this was another of Monokuma's strategies, creating an ideal setting for murder..." Sakura explained.

"Evidence of a Struggle" has been added to the Truth Bullets section of your handbook

    I then walked over towards the sword and examined it.

"This looks like the replica sword I saw in the display case just outside the gym." Naomi spoke from behind me as she glanced down at it, her arms crossed over her chest.

"You noticed this? How come I never did?" I asked.

"You must've not been paying very close attention to your surroundings, as usual." She replied.

    "H-Hey! What's that supposed to mean?!" I ask.

"Simply that you get distracted easily and seem to overlook important details." She explained, her finger slightly pointed upwards as she spoke.

I pouted and puffed out my cheeks, "Humph." I mumbled.

"Anyways, back on the topic of the sword..." She trailed off and pointed. "It seems to have been taken out of its sheath." She explained.