"Nyahaha! Praise be to Atua!" Angie was gleeful for being right.
Kaede glanced at Shuichi, she seemed pretty confused. "Bullet hole?"
"In the door. It was locked so whoever had shot him wouldn't have been able to enter, so that explains the hole in the door-" Kokoro trailed off.
Sachio was obviously fueled with rage, especially when she glanced my way. "So is that your way of saying he's innocent? Bull sh*t. It was obvious you had a bias against him anyway, you were obviously dating at the start of this. So your credibility isn't holding up here."
People were glancing at the floor, barely ever looking up. "Puhuhu! Ooo Juicy relationship drama!"
"Shut the fuck up stupid monochromatic bear!" Miu yelled.
I insulted, "Wow, what a big word. And here I thought your vocabulary only consisted of moans."
"You can shut up too! Lying fetus, you're still a suspect."
I tried to shrug it off but I knew we'd all die if I didn't do something. That hadn't gotten us any closer to the real suspect. "Say that I am the murderer, your 'proof' is barely applies to me. It could apply to anyone here. I did look at that bullethole, so I had some residue but there's nothing else to convict me."
"Hanging around Maki's room is pretty suspect."
"I was by the stairs, you can't prove I ever went into her room, right~?"
Shuichi sighed, "For now we should move on. Kokichi may seem the most suspicious but there's more that we haven't looked at."
Sachio glared, "Like?"
"Who would've known the affects of chloroform? While Kokichi may know how to use it, we can't just consider him. This is our lives on the line, we can't risk it."
Kaede glanced at him, "It's not like I don't want to believe you Shuichi, but there's a lot more evidence against him than anyone else."
"I guess you're right. Maybe I could-"
"What could you add now? There's not much left," Sachio interrupted.
Shuichi took a deep breathe, "Let me finish. What if we confirm alibi's? That could lead us somewhere." People were nodding in agreement. "Alright. Gonta, you were with Angie right?"
He nodded, "Yes Gonta and Angie look for bugs together!"
"Aimi, you were with Kokoro playing basketball?" Shuichi asked the shaking girl.
She mumbled, "Y-yeah. Kokichi even joined us about a half hour before the announcement. Sachio also came around about ten minutes before the announcement."
"Okay, Kokichi and Naoko. You were both alone at the time?" We both nodded. "Alright. One last one to confirm. Miu, you were with Kiibo the whole day right?"
Miu agreed, "Yes I fuckin was!"
Angie looked puzzled, "But you weren't with Kiibo when he asked us what we were doing?"
Kokoro also seemed confused, "And you weren't there when he helped us find the basketball."
"Of course not, I had to use the restroom idiots. Can't a girl piss in peace?" She rolled her eyes.
"Miu, you're an inventor. You've used chemicals in your inventions before, I know that you have. Do you know anything about chloroform?" Shuichi dug at her.
"Nishishi~ Nothing to say bitchlet? Oh how sad~"
"Shut up lying little abortion. I don't jeez, every fricken time. Just because I'm an inventor doesn't mean-"
Shuichi interrupted, "Kiibo. Could you go over what you remember from today?"
"If it's to help the case, of course. I got breakfast and roamed the halls with Miu most the day, we did talk to Sachio while she carried three drinks in her hands before leaving her to do whatever."
Sachio side-eyed Kiibo, "That was yesterday. I didn't grab any this morning as I knew Eiko had locked the door."
I was sad, but I expected it. She didn't like me, why was I making it about me? I needed to shut up.
"Kiibo, could Miu have-" Shuichi started.
"Could I have what? Don't talk about me like I'm not here pooichi!"
He looked her in the eye, "Miu, did you mess with Kiibo's memory so you'd have an alibi?"
"Yeah fucken right. You think I'd do that? What would I even have as a motive? Why would I wanna kill that art freak?"
Shuichi budded in, "I never said you killed him. I asked a question."
"NNNnnnnhhhhhnnn"
"You have tried to kill before though, so if you killed someone it wouldn't be a surprise," I smirked.
Miu glared, "Shut it weasel!"
"W-weasel? That actually hurt Miu.." I lied.
"Good!"
"Hahaha! I lied, what could you say that would hurt the ultimate supreme leader?"
Shuichi looked to be piecing something together. Then his eye snapped open like a camera shutter. "Miu, did you... did you want to kill Kokichi?"
"Who wouldn't wanna kill that fucktard. He's obnoxious and lies too much to know who the hell he is."
That stung a bit. Not a bit. A lot. But I couldn't help it, she was right.
"But why did you kill Eiko then?"
"WHAT? I didn't kill him, you're stupid for even stuggesting that."
Shuichi's expression got a little more determined. "Then you wouldn't mind if I did a gunpowder residue test?"
"Course not, I did nothing wrong mother fucker!" She held out her hands as he took the pictures.
He held out the camera showing the pictures to show her right hand entirely covered in the stuff. She had done it. That was clear.
"Even with this, I still have to put together how you did it. So let me take a guess of what happened.
"The day before the killer spent the day entirely with Kiibo, the killer found out that Eiko, Sachio and Kokichi drank coffee out of certain cups. The next day, the killer grabbed a bottle of chloroform and a pair of latex gloves. The killer laced the cups with this chloroform so it would be ingested. Then put the gloves inside out and placed the bottle inside after tearing off the label. Then discarded of it in the kitchen trash bin.
"The killer left the cups there to be used by the victim. The killer then went to Maki's unlocked room and stole a pistol from her closet. Then went back down to the art room and shot through the door frame where a silhouette was. As the silhouette fell, the killer made a getaway.
"Then, and this part is just theory, but Kokichi went by the art room, smoke bomb in hand and unlocked the door. Only to spot the body laying on the floor. He dropped the smoke bomb and left the room, relocking it. Then Angie and Gonta broke the door down then the announcement sounded. And the killer, that would be you, Miu Iruma."
"Why? Why did you do it?" Sachio yelled. For once she was quiet. She looked upset and apologetic? Nothing like I knew her to be. "Answer me damn it!"
She frowned, "I didn't mean to kill him. Like Pooichi said, I wanted to kill that lying bastard right there!" She pointed at me. So this was my fault, directly. If I was there earlier that morning, maybe it would've been me instead of him. "And that dumbass figured it out."
"What're you talking about?" Kaede questioned.
"When I watched by the art room yesterday, he saw me and I think he figured out what I was planning. Congrats Kokichi, someone sacrificed himself for your lying ass. I hope you burn," Miu explained. I didn't show it through my shit-eating smile, but I tried so hard. So no one would get hurt because of me, but he put himself there.
He wouldn't have if you didn't get involved with him. You're better alone.
Yeah. yeah. I'm aware.
I'm sorry Eiko, it's my fault.
"Don't blame this bull shit on Kokichi, you were the one who killed him!" Shuichi shouted, "I think it's time we put this to a vote." Even when he hated me, he stood up for me.
"Nyahahaha! Finally! I was getting bored over here! Ittttt's voting time! Will you make the right choice, or the dreadfully wrong one?" Monokuma shrilled. All the votes landed on her. "You were... Correct! Good job, everyone deserves a pat on the back. But not from me."
I walked over to Miu and mumbled, "For what it's worth, we're even. See you h-e double hockey sticks bitchlet."
"Choke on a sandpaper cock," she uttered a response.
"Alright! You know what time it is? It;s PUUUUUNNISHMENT TIME!" A rope lurched out and wrapped around her neck tugging her backwards. But she grabbed my arm.
FUCK NO NO NO I CAN'T DIE LIKE THIS WITH HER!
My mind screamed. She was pulled into a dark room, death gripping my arm when large mechs came out. Drills attached, her hanging on the rope being strangled once again. The Mechs got closer, I couldn't get her grip off me. But as they got closer, the drills started turning, as the first one pierced her. Blood everywhere. She let go, but there wasn't a way out, the mechs were too close. They were practically making her moosh with how much they were drilling her. And I would be next if I couldn't escape.
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A/N!
Sorry for how late this is being posted, just switched internet providers today and worked til 11pm in my timezone. I'm exhausted so I'm glad I wrote this chapter waaaaaayyy in advance. Also, expect some more art in the future! I finally feel motivated to draw with effort again!
Have a good day/night or whenever you're reading!
Love y'all,
-silliesgirlz out