(M/N)'s POV:

It's the turning point in the trial that's stuck on my mind, I can't get over what she said, for some reason. I don't get it. But right now, we are to watch Hifumi's execution.

This execution is a bit brutal. But that is kind of the point. I helped Monokuma make them special after all. I felt chills run down my spine from the excitement, okay, yeah, I am extremely sadistic, and man, I almost showed that right before the execution. Should I go to therapy? My execution is rigged anyways, so I won't die!

Oh nice, they just made him go through the tunnel. I hope the fire doesn't backfire on the camera I added in there. OOOHHHH THE BITCH GOT BURNED. YES. This is brutal and I LIKE it.

After the execution, We were told to walk around and that the second floor is now open to the others. Sometimes I think I know too much. Ugh. What a pain... Anyways I hid my notebook in the nursing quarters.  Try At least I think that's what it is called.

(Time skip to the next day)

NEW MOTIVE! FINALLY. Dark secrets is the down-low of it, I already know mine, but was still given the paper for it, just to not arouse suspicion.

Naegi-Chan immediately walks up to me afterwards, still looking perplexed from his secret. "Hey... Are you... Okay... (M/N)...?" Even when he's perplexed, he is still trying to help me out. How cute. Wait- CUTE-?! NO, NO, NO! DON'T. CATCH. FEELINGS.

So, I nod my head. And sign, 'Yeah, I'm fine. Mine is pretty big, but I know it won't get out, I'll just burn it.' He eyes become the equivalent to saucers, flailing his hands around. "(M/N)! No! No arson!" He shakes me back and forth by the collar of my shirt, making my very soul slightly dizzy. I push him back signing, 'THATS NOT WHAT I MEANT KOTO!'

I think I made him overheat... whoops. Either way, I pocket the paper, and pick him up. "Why are you picking up Naegi?! Are you going to eat him!?" Ugh, this bitch- I just shake my head no, and start walking towards Naegi's room, thinking about if I should invest in a mask or not, but we can implement that later.

After making sure Mokoto was resting, I slipped into my room, placing a pen in my suit pocket, and my notepad in my back pocket. Quite the predicament of this entire place. Koto, can you handle it?

[ A/N: I know this chapter is shorter than the others, but I will try to make it up in the next chapter. ]