It wasn't until the next day that things got serious. Jikkō was right about Michio not sticking to his word, as he had already gotten bored and announced that the class trial would begin at noon. I couldn't believe him....

Still, there wasn't much we could do, and I couldn't say I wasn't eager to solve this mystery already. So, as I was searching the restaurant from the second street, I was trying hard to keep every piece of evidence in my head.

Willow had already quickly checked here, but I was double checking in case I missed anything. I wanted to be quick, as this place was stirring up terrible memories. All I could think about was finding Orochi and Jirou's corpses in this very building.

I walked past the bar and into the kitchen, and as soon as I did so something stood out to me. It was a magazine sitting on top of one of the stoves. I couldn't believe Willow had missed this, so I assumed it wad just put there.

I approached the stove, picking up the magazine. The first thing I noticed was the recognizable figure on the front. It was Junko Enoshima, the young and popular fashion model. As my eyes skimmed over the various titles mentioned on the cover, one in particular caught my attention.

"Enoshima accepted into Hope's Peak!"

I realized that this magazine had to be at least a year old- or, probably more, since our memories were taken. But I remembered the model was accepted to the school a year before I was. I didn't know how this could help us, but it must have been important if it was left out like this.

Suddenly, the monitors switched on, showing Monokuma as usual. "Investigation time is over! Head on down for the class trial!"

I couldn't believe it was already noon, but I guess it was. With a groan, I set down the magazine and made my way back to the hotel.

~*~

Everyone was gathered in front of the elevator- excluding Michio and Satchiko. They all appeared to be nervous, and I probably looked the same.

"This is it, huh..." Katashi muttered. "But... what if we don't solve everything?"

"We will. I'm sure of it." Jikkō responded. "There's no point waiting any longer, let's do it."

And so, we all entered the elevator and it brought us down to the trial room. I couldn't believe only five of us were in here, it felt so empty.

We soon reached the bottom, and like usual, went to our spots. Instead of Monokuma sitting in the large chair, it was Michio, taking his place as the one behind it all. In her usual spot was Satchiko, her expression as blank as when we found her.

"Let's not waste any time." Michio said, "Let the sixth class trial begin."