Chapter 1 - Class Trial - Execution

Act 1

"First, Shinsato-kun and Tsuchida-kun met at around 9:10 pm. Tsuchida-kun had been handed a note somehow that threatened to kill Shinsato-kun if he didn't show up at the gym at 9:30 pm. He told Shinsato-kun that they wouldn't be able to meet together that night, and left towards the gym. Meanwhile, the culprit was preparing for the murder. They took a fabric from a storage room in their talent lab and a knife from the kitchen."

Act 2

"After appearing in the gym, and waiting, the blackened showed up. They threw the fabric over Daiki's head, and slit his neck with the knife. During this, a small amount of blood landed on the floor, along with the note Daiki was holding. The culprit then wrapped Daiki's body with the fabric, picked him up and started to carry him towards his room."

Act 3

"The culprit stopped at the Janitor's closet first, to put the fabric down. Then they walked into Daiki's room and started setting up the body. They took some rope, a stool, the knife they used to kill him, and some concealer they took from their bathroom. The first thing they did was sew up the cut on the neck and cover it with concealer. The second thing they did was wrap the rope around Daiki's neck, making it look like he hung himself. Then they tied the other end to the ceiling fan. Next, they took the knife and cut his wrists, leaving the knife there. I don't exactly know why. Maybe they were just lazy. Finally, they placed the knocked over stool underneath Daiki, making the entire scene look like a suicide. Afterwards, the nighttime announcement played, making the culprit flee to their room, leaving behind the fabric."

"Isn't that right, Ahiru Oshima?!"

Tamao slammed her hands down on her podium, before pointing a finger at Ahiru, who was scowling.

"Time to cast your votes!" Monokuma finally stated, "Will you pick the right choice? Or the dreadfully wrong one?"

A screen appeared in front of her.

There were sixteen squares with the label 'Cast your Vote!'.

Daiki's square was crossed out.

Tamao pressed Ahiru's face, showing a full body picture of Ahiru.

She was holding a sewing needle and thread with clothes floating around her.

'How did they even get this picture?' Tamao wondered, as she hit the vote button.

The screen retreated back where they came from.

The TVs lowered, showing that everyone had voted for Ahiru, except for one person who voted for Tamao.

I wonder who...

"Correct! The blackened who killed Daiki Tsuchida is Ahiru Oshima, the ultimate Seamstress!"

"Ahiru?" Hikari's voice shook, "Why?"

Ahiru looked down, shaking.

"Was it the motive video?" Shiori asked.

"Do you want to see the video that caused Ahiru Oshima, the ultimate Seamstress to murder?" Monokuma asked, "Too late! I'm showing you anyway!"

The TVs changed to static before revealing a woman and a man in traditional kimonos with the same color schemes as Ahiru's standing in front of a building that said, 'Oshima Tailors'.

"Sweetheart, go on and make us proud, alright?" Ahiru's dad said, wrapping an arm around his wife.

"You don't need to do anything. Your existence itself is what makes us proud," Her mom added, "We love you. Never forget that."

The screen turned to static.

"What a happy family, running their very own business!" Monokuma's voice giggled.

The screen turned back to the building. Or what was the building.

The entire thing was destroyed and her parents were gone.

The video turned off.

"You don't understand!" Ahiru screeched, "My family! They can barely take care of the shop without me! I-I have to go back to them! I need to make sure they're safe! They have to be!"

"Oshima..." Tamao whispered.

"Well then, I've prepared a very special punishment for Ahiru Oshima, the ultimate seamstress!"

What?

"Let's give it everything we got!" Monokuma shouted suddenly, "It's punishment time!"

"What? No!" Hikari shouted.

"If you murder, than you get executed. Those were the rules," Tomoyasu deadpanned.

A door opened behind her, almost like a garage door. A chain flew out and wrapped around Ahiru's neck.

She yelped as she flew backwards.

Hikari reached out for her, but was held back by Katsushi.

The door slammed shut.

The TVs turned to a different image.

Oh god, they're showing her execution?!

There was a circular platform in the middle of what seemed like a ocean.

There was a table on it with a bunch of sewing supplies. Ahiru fell out of the sky and landed in front of the table.

The camera view changed to show a sign in front of Ahiru.

'A storm is coming! Sew a blanket to keep safe from the storm!'

Ahiru stared down at the supplies, looking legitimately panicked, before immediately starting to sew.

She finished the blanket. In a coincidence, it had the same color scheme as her outfit.

Ahiru wrapped it around herself, tears falling down her face.

The storm started, rain shooting down onto the platform.

Surprisingly, none of the rain hit Ahiru.

She started laughing in happiness. Ahiru turned to the ocean, and her smile fell.

There was a huge tsunami forming.

It hit the platform, and Ahiru was thrown underwater.

The screen cut to Monokuma on a boat, pointing to the floating blanket in the water.

The TVs rose back up.

"Ahiru!" Hikari cried out.

"It's not her fault! You shouldn't have killed her!" Hikari pointed a finger at Monokuma.

"Oh? But she was the one who decided to kill, right?" Monokuma asked, tilting his head.

"It's your fault she decided to kill!" Hikari shrieked, "You were the one who handed out the motive videos!"

She's right. It's Monokuma's fault.

"But are you sure about that?" Monokuma asked.

Huh?

"Would it motivate you to kill if I told you that the person who started this killing game was one of you?"

What?

"Eh?!" Kazue shouted.

"One of you is the mastermind!" Monokuma giggled, "And with that, I will take my leave!"

He disappeared.

P.O.V Switch

Shiori Doi

Tamao Nishioka

"One of us is the mastermind?" Tamao muttered, in disbelief.

"It seems so," Hoizumi answered.

"Let's go up," Mayumi stated.

Everyone filed into the elevator.

As it started going back up, Shiori turned to Tamao, "I'm sorry for not helping you investigate."

Tamao waved her off, "It's fine. At the end of the day, at least we solved the case."

"Yeah.."

They stood in silence.

As everyone stood in the gym, Bunta spoke up, "Let's all just go to bed."

Everyone nodded.

Shiori fell into her bed after locking her door.

It's been an exhausting day. Let's just... go to sleep.

She passed out.

(A/N: Time to vote for more free time events! Also if the execution looks familiar, it's from my other story, Danganronpa Headcannons and Oneshots(cough cough self advertising). Honestly you guys should've seen this coming.)

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