Prolouge - Gym
While walking to the last room on the first floor, Shiori noticed something. She tapped Tamao's shoulder and pointed to some stairs that presumably went up to the second floor. Unfortunately, they were blocked by a steel gate.
As Shiori walked down the hallway, she slowly noticed more things. There were security cameras at almost every corner of the walls and there was at least one monitor per wall.
The fuck?
Tamao tapped Shiori's shoulder, "This is the last room that's open."
She pushed open the door to the gym.
There was a giant stage for some reason. There were three people inside, talking to each other.
Two were boys and the other was a girl.
The girl had black hair held up in a high ponytail, with some of her bangs covering her right eye. She wore a red t-shirt that exposed her stomach and super short jean shorts with black boots. The girl also wore two bracelets on her left hand.
"Oh, heya!" She waved at the two.
Tamao waved back, "I'm Tamao Nishioka, the Ultimate Matchmaker!"
"Oh, I've heard of you where I work!" The girl replied, "I'm Hikari Takayama, the ultimate pole dancer!"
"P-Pole dancer?!" Tamao asked, surprised,"Isn't that a bit, um, mature? For a high schooler?"
Hikari pouted, "Pole dancing isn't necessarily sexual! Jeez, I hate when people stereotype that!"
"Don't get fooled," One of the boys said, "She's one of the most innocent people here."
The boy wore glasses. Neatly combed hair covered his left eye. He wore a gray tuxedo with a muted blue tie.
"Riku Shibuya, ultimate campaign manager." He introduced himself, "You ever trying to run for a position, just call."
The remaining male wrapped his arm around the shorter male, namely Riku, laughing, "Jeez, you always try to advertise at every opportunity!"
He had blond hair with a white football uniform shirt with red pants. He also wore gray tennis shoes.
The teenager spun around, causing him to fall and land on his stomach, revealing his last name and 78 on the back.
Tamao ran over and helped him up, "You okay?"
The boy gave a thumbs up, "Yeah! By the way, I'm Katsushi Shibata, the ultimate football player! And when I say football, I mean American football!"
Shiori looked at him, "You don't look Japanese."
Katsushi placed a finger gun to his head, "Actually, I'm only half Japanese!"
He was interrupted by the monitor turning on for the first time since Shiori woke up.
"Testing, testing, 1 ,2, 3! Everyone please head to the gym! Your situation will be explained shortly!" There was a silhouette holding something. The screen then prompt turned off.
What was that?
Tada! Now you have met all the ultimates? Who is the silhouette?
Find out next week in this Danganronpa fan killing game!
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