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itspikamefan · 2 months ago

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Save the Tiger Unquoted; Offense Game

(Me: FUCK THAT EPISODE WAS TRAUMATIZING HASEGAWA LOST HIS EYE!!) (My Brain: ...) (My Brain: Ok now what if we made it in our Universe except worse) (Me: What the fuck is wrong with you?)

(Hayashi's POV, Third Person)

"What do you want?" Harada asks, his eyes staring at Monomoko with disdain.

The group had gathered in the Auditorium once more. Mai stayed towards the back, as usual, almost trying to guard the rear. Harada and Okazaki meanwhile were in the front, the Zoologist looking like he hadn't slept for the entire time they'd been there, and the Mask Artisan staring with what for the first time appeared to be genuine confusion.

"Didn't we already do the motive announcement?" Okazaki asks.

"That is what I wished to discuss," Monomoko announces. "Your reaction to the most recent motive appears to be rather... Apathetic."

"I mean... It's relatively easy to just shut the Cold Lockers..." Ojima clicks his tongue.

"In response to your reaction, new Nightly Games will hereby be implemented."

"Oh fucking hell..." Mai mutters.

"Wh- Again?!" Chiba asks.

"Well that's rather... extreme measures..." Okazaki mutters.

"If everyone could please take a seat at one of the desks."

"N-No! Why would we be doing this again?!" Tamba asks.

"Ms.Tamba, please... We already know what will happen if we don't participate in this game." Yanagi adds.

"B-But..."

"Tamba, please." Okazaki pleads quietly.

...The group silently walks to their desks, Hayashi taking the far left, while Yanagi was on the far right. Of course he stood farthest away from her... Petty fucking prick.

"Tonigt's game is the Defense Game. Each round, a student will be randomly selected and given the choice to take an advantage. If the student chooses to take the advantage, a new rule will be implemented for all students in exchange. On the other hand, a student may choose to reject their advantage. In that scenario, no advantage or new rule will be implemented." Monomoko explains.

"Of course that's the new game..." Mai mutters.

"W-What if we all choose to just not take any advantages! It's a lot simpler now, right?! Everyone's seen what happened! No one would think about getting...." Chiba asks.

Before Chiba can finish, all eyes in the room slowly drift towards Tamba. Ruiko's face is firmly staring at her desk, ashamed... She wouldn't though... Would she? Mai believed in her... Trusted her...

"A random player is being selected"

.........DING!

"Okazaki Hanano, please step up to the table."

The Mask Artisan steps over to the table, her posture still as calculated as usual. Her eyes were firmly locked to the envelopes spread out before her.

"Please select Envelope 1."

Okazaki opens the first envelope, quickly reading it over, before Scoffing.

"Of course, I would be offered the most useless advantage. Lovely choice there, Monomoko." Okazaki laughs sarcastically.

"The order and advantages of students are picked at random. I assure you this advantage can be useful."

"Oh really?" Okazaki clears her throat. "You will gain access to the Full Arsenal stock, in exchange The cafeteria will no longer be stocked until the end of the game. I'm assuming this is referring to the already open and unlocked Arsenal?"

Monomoko is silent, unable to formulate a response.

"As I thought, rejected," Okazaki says casually, rejecting her form before slipping it into the box.

"...Thank you for voting."

"Well, at least you were honest about it," Hayashi says.

"I have no point in lying about such a petty choice," Okazaki mutters.

"A random player is being selected."

"So... Should we all just read our letters out loud?" Chiba asks.

"That would be preferrable, yes." Okazaki says.

DING

"Tamba Ruiko, please step up to the table."

"Oh jesus..." Harada mutters.

"It's gonna be fine! Tamba wouldn't take the advantage, right?" Chiba asks nervously

Tamba silently walks up to the table, rubbing her arm nervously... Mai stared at her, trying to analyze her expression.

"Please select Envelope 2"

The Gymnast Quietly opens the Envelope, the room boring eyes into the back of her head. From her perspective, Hayashi couldn't see what was being written, or what she had selected. All she knew was Tamba didn't say a word the entire time.

"Thank you for voting."

Tamba silently walks back, refusing to make eye contact with anyone.

"So? What was it?" Mai asks.

Tamba stays silent, unable to meet the Bounty Hunter's Gaze.

"Of course, Tamba would take it... Coward..." Okazaki sneers.

"Ms.Tamba would never! If she doesn't wish to share her letter's contents, that does not mean she chose to take it!" Yanagi snaps back.

"A random player is being selected."

"Oh really?" Okazaki asks. "What benefit does Tamba gain from hiding her choice from us? Unless she doesn't want us to know what she shafted us with."

"Guys... Please... Not now..." Harada begs quietly.

DING!

"Harada Keizou has been selected."

The zoologist has a grim expression as he approaches the table, looking over the envelopes as he stands there, tapping his foot.

"Please select Envelope 3."

Harada quietly opens the envelope, seemingly not quite sure what he was expecting. Mai stared him down, hoping her intimidating gaze would encourage him to not hide behind the same lies as Tamba...

"You will be given a key that gives you full access to every Student's Personal Dorm Room. In exchange, the heat in the medbay will be turned on full blast"

"The smell..." Ojima gags.

"Bodies... Bodies rot faster when it's hot... right?" Chiba asks.

"God the fucking smell in there..." Hayashi holds back a gag.

"Yeah... This one's obviously a reject." Harada nods quietly, rejecting his card.

"Thank you for voting."

"See, is that so hard, Tamba?" Okazaki asks.

"S-Shut up..." Tamba mumbles, tears forming on her face.

"And yet you still refuse to give an answer... Selfish prick..."

"Would you please stop with your antagonizing answers, Ms.Okazaki?!" Yanagi asks angrily.

"A random student is being selected."

"Excuse me for not wanting to take a random punishment so Ms.5 foot nothing can feel slightly safer than usual." Okazaki snaps.

"Okazaki can you please just shut up? It's not like you're going to get her to change her mind..." Harada mutters.

Okazaki clicks her tongue and stares back ahead, annoyed.

DING!

"Shigeki Yanagi has been selected."

Mai watches quietly, Yanagi quietly walking up to the table and standing before it silently.

"Please select Envelope 4."

Yanagi quietly opens his envelope, his eyes widening as he reads it. While he doesn't read it allowed, she softens a bit seeing Takeshi clearly reject the letter in plainsight.

"...Rejected." He mutters.

"Thank you for voting."

"Huh... Curious you said rejected but didn't say what your letter actually was." Okazaki hums.

"I don't need to say what it was. Everyone could clearly see I rejected it." Yanagi growls.

"I didn't see a rejection. I just saw a mark. Did any of you see a rejection?"

"I saw the rejection, you dumb bitch." Hayashi snaps.

"How convenient." She clicks her tongue.

"Hanano, enough. Are you just going to keep antagonizing people?" Harada asks.

"A random participant is being selected."

"All I'm saying is it's more suspicious to keep quiet about your advantage then openly say what it is and potentially accept it." Okazaki shrugs.

"Y-You don't think?!"

"Of course I don't think you took it Keizou! It was just an example, jesus."

DING!

"Ojima Takeshi has been selected"

Ojima steps up to the counter, already reaching for Envelope Number 5 before the rabbit speaks.

"Pleas- ...Oh..."

He tears the letter open, unfurling it before him. His eyes widen.

"You will be given Blueprints that map out the entire school, including any secret passages. In exchange, students will be forbidden from entering their dorms until the end of the game."

"Secret Passages... So like... Escape Routes?!" CHiba asks.

"They wouldn't give us that shit so easy." Hayashi mutters.

"I agree with Mai on this one." Okazaki nods. "If there was a secret passage out of this school, they wouldn't just hand it to one student on a silver platter. Besides, we're underground, so there's no escape passages they could use that doesn't just lead to Dirt"

"I..." Ojima sighs. "That's fair..." He mutters, rejecting his letter and dropping it in the box.

"Thank you for voting."

"And besides, can you imagine having to sleep outside our dorm rooms? We don't exactly have many beds around here outside of you know where." Okazaki explains.

"I mean... We could always drag them out of the Medbay." Chiba asks

"Do you want to have to go in the Medbay and drag those cots out of there?"

Chiba grows silent.

"Though so. I don't blame you though." Okazaki hums.

"A random Student is being selected."

"Speaking of passages... We still haven't gotten back into that vent yet... Harada, you think we could use Sawa?" Hayashi asks.

"...About that..." He mumbles.

"Eh?"

DING!

"Chiba Airi, please step forward."

Chiba steps up to the table, having to use her arms to push her still broken leg and herself up to the table top.

"Please select Envelope 6."

Chiba quietly opens the Envelope, her expression widening as she looks back at all of us nervously. She peeks back, seemingly weighing the pros and cons as Hayashi stares at her, confused. Finally, after what seems like an eternity, Chiba signs something on the letter and drops it in the box.

"Thank you for voting."

"Oh you've got to be shitting me." Okazaki mutters.

"Chiba... What did you do?" Harada asks fearfully.

"I-I swear it was worth it!"

"YOU ACCEPTED IT?!?!" Okazaki asks incredulously.

"I-It seemed like a fair trade! Something all of us could use!"

"Then why won't you say what it is?!"

"I..." Chiba grows quiet, her feet shuffling. "...It can't be used till the Investigation."

"Of fucking course."

"What the hell Chiba?!" Hayashi asks.

"It's not that bad! I promise!"

"A random student is being selected."

Okazaki pinches her brow, clearly frustrated and seconds away from giving Chiba a second broken limb. "Well... at least you were somewhat honest about it... Unlike Miss Gymnast over here who's still keeping quiet."

"H-Hey!" Tamba complains.

"I mean... She's got a point." Ojima shrugs.

"Takeshi!"

"All of you, enough!" Hayashi snaps.

"I hate these stupid games already..." Harada mutters.

DING!

"Hayashi Mai, please step forward."

Hayashi finally walks up to the table, cracking her knuckles as the students watched her in anticipation. She grabbed Envelope 7 before the Rabbit could announce it, the rabbit not even bothering to ask as she opens her letter. She reads it internally first, before quietly clearing her throat and reading it aloud.

"Recieve the rewards of every fallen player but everyone's file gets randomly distributed"

"Ey! Crappy Risk and Reward buddies!" Okazaki jokes.

"Shut up." Mai rolls her eyes. "But yeah, this is kind of a shitty advantage considering the rewards the fallen guys had... Rejected."

She quietly marks an X on the rejected forum of the voting process, showing off her rejection to her classmates before dropping it into the box.

"Thank you for voting."

"See? Mai's capable of showing hers off. Why aren't you, Tamba?" Okazaki asks with a sneer.

"Hanano, enough. You're just beating a dead horse at this point, it's not like we even know what she chose yet." Haarada argues.

"I suppose we'll find out now." Ojima shrugs.

"A student has chosen the sacrifice of Time. During the next Murder Investigation, your time to investigate will be halved."

Hayashi feels her eyes widen in shock as she sees other students do the same. Instinctually, we all turn to Chiba who shakes her head innocently... Which causes all heads to turn to Tamba.

"I..." She doesn't look up, her voice barely above a whisper.

"What the hell Tamba?!" Hayashi asks.

"I... I needed safety!!!"

"Of course you'd be selfish enough to half our investigation time in exchange for your own personal safety. Bitch." Okazaki snaps.

"W-We only get Half the time... Are we gonna die?!" Harada panics.

"No we're not gonna die! We just..." Hayashi pinches the bridge of her nose. "We just need to learn to be more efficient..."

"Right..." Harada mutters.

"A student has chosen the Sacrifice of Bodily Integrity. As a Result, each student will be made to suffer an injury."

"Oh hell." Okazaki mutters.

"Y-You picked that, Chiba?!" Harada asks.

"I mean... Surely it can't be that bad... Can it?" Yanagi asks.

"Each student will have a random body part selected. This body part will be marked with a single slash. The slash must extend the full length of the body part selected... Whether it be one's finger... Or one's entire back."

"H-Huh?!" Chiba asks.

"Well they sure as shit didn't include that part in the letter." Okazaki mutters, surprised.

"Our entire back?!?!" Harada panics.

"Calm down, that's only if it's selected out of a Randomizer. We could all get just like our fingers or something, let's all just calm down." Hayashi suggests.

"She's right... It's entirely possible we may be exaggerating this challenge." Yanagi hums.

"Each student will be slashed by the Student being slashed after them, and all students will use the same blade."

"The same blade?!" Harada asks.

"Oh we're so getting fucking Tetanus." Okazaki mutters.

"Yanagi Shigeki, please step forward."

Yanagi steps up to the table, a twinge of nervousness on his face.

"A random body part is being selected."

"This reward better damn well be worth getting Tetanus Chiba." Okazaki hums.

"Tetanus will only happen in the Blade Rusts." Hayashi says. "If we're all going to be doing this in the same hour, there's not going to be time for it to rust. We'll be fine."

DING!

"Your slash will be inflicted on your Upper Right Arm. Harada Keizou, please step forward and take the blade."

"T-That's not so bad..." Harada smiles nervously, swallowing his fear.

"Could be worse." Yanagi hums, rolling up his sleeve.

"Maybe if they're all like this, we won't have to worry about what Chiba took."

"T-Trust me. I'll share my reward. Even if things get bad..." Chiba affirms.

"Well atleast it's shareable." Hayashi shrugs.

Harada takes the blade in his hands, his palms visibly sweating as he reaches for Yanagi's arm.

"Go on... Just make it quick." Yanagi affirms.

Harada sweats, squeezing his eyes shut, before quickly slashing Yanagi across the arm. Yanagi winces in pain, but manages to force a weak smile.

"Good! Y-You did good..." He smiles, his arm trailing blood on the floor.

"S-Sorry..." Harada mumbles.

"Harada Keizou, please hand your knife to Tamba Ruiko."

Harada quickly hands the blade to Tamba, shaking his hands off aggressively while shuddering.

"Uuuugh I hated that." He whines.

"Quit being such a baby, dude. We've been through hell a lot worse." Hayashi notes.

"T-That still doesn't mean I wanna start slashing people!"

"A random body part is being selected."

"By the way, the hell did you go so quiet for when I mentioned Sawa?" Hayashi asks.

"W-Well... Sawa's... Gone..."

"...What."

"Not dead! She's just... no longer in the Killing Game..."

"How the-"

DING

"Your slash will be inflicted across your neck."

The room instantly goes silent, Harada's face paleing to pure white while Tamba holds the knife in now shaky hands.

"...What?" Yanagi asks angrily.

"CHIBA!" Okazaki snaps angrily.

"I-I DIDN'T KNOW IT WOULD BE THIS BAD?!?!" Chiba defends nervously.

"Lay off her, Okazaki! She didn't fucking know, ok?!" Hayashi snaps back.

"M-My entire neck?" Harada grabs his throat futilely.

Okazaki quickly snatches the blade from Tamba. Before anyone can say anything, the Mask maker tosses her coat on the floor and slashes one of the sleeves, cutting it clean off before cutting the cuff, turning it into a wide sheet of cloth.

"There." She says, aggressively handing the blade back to Tamba. "Now we can bandage you up afterwards."

"I... Will that even be enough?"

"It'll have to be enough." Okazaki sighs.

Tamba walks over to Harada, her hands shaking.

"T-This... It isn't... personal... Ok?"

"I know that... Just... Please... Don't cut too deep." He begs.

Tamba nods, her hands shaking as she reaches up. She hesitates, her hand shaking as she presses the blade against Harada's throat... Eventually, she quickly slashes his neck, making as shallow a cut as possible.

Harada gags, blood spilling from his mouth while Okazaki rushes to his side, quickly bandaging his throat as blood pours from his injury.

"G-God..." He gurgles. "Fuck... Oh god..."

"Atleast you kept it as shallow as your values." Okazaki mutters.

"H-Hey!"

"Tamba Ruiko, please pass the blade off to Okazaki Hanano."

Tamba's face grows pale as she reluctantly hands the blade back to Okazaki. The Mask Artisan's eyes go wild with Mania as she breaks into a grin.

"Ohohoho... oh this is gonna be fun~"

"H-Hanano?" Harada asks, clutching the DIY bandage to his neck.

"A random body part is being selected."

"I swear to god, Okazaki, if you use this game as an excuse to kill her." Yanagi growls.

"I would never!" Okazaki smiles sweetly. "Death is too good for shitheads like her anyhow."

"I-I..." Tamba stutters, tears forming in her eyes as she awaits.

DING

"Your slash will be inflicted across your thigh."

Okazaki leans down, Tamba falling to her knees as Okazaki rolled up her workout pants, tracing the blade across the Gymnast's legs with an evil smile.

"Now then... Mind tellng me what you sacrificed to half our investigation time? Maybe I'll go easy on you if you do~"

"I-I can't... Please... Don't hurt me..." She begs.

Okazaki raises the blade above her head, an evil smile forming on her face for just a moment as Hayashi prepares to rush in and tackle her. But as she does, she suddenly stops, her expression fading to a sort of... Depressed Neutrality.

Her eyes soften, her mouth forming a soft frown as she carefully lowers the blade onto Tamba's leg, before doing a quick thin slash across her calf. Tamba winces, but is able to stand up, admittedly shakily.

"T-Thank you..." She mumbles.

Okazaki stays silent, her eyes fixated on the blade in her hands, with Hayashi noticing that Okazaki appeared to be staring at her reflection in the blade.

"Please pass the blade off to Ojima Takeshi."

Okazaki hands the blade off carefully, her hands unshaken as the Illustrator takes the blade in his hands.

"A random body part is being selected."

"What the hell was that all about? Not that I'm complaining." Hayashi asks.

"...Shut up." Okazaki mumbles.

"Thank you... Hanano." Harada smiles weakly.

"Whatever..."

DING!

"Your slash will be inflicted across your stomach."

"Oh hell." Hayashi mutters.

"Of fucking course." Okazaki sighs.

"H-Her entire Stomach?!?!" Harada asks.

"Correct..." Monomoko affirms.

Okazaki stands up, her face a touch pale as she grits her teeth, removing her suitcoat and undershirt. Hayashi spots thousands of cuts and surgery scars across the Mask Artisan's Stomach, now feeling slightly worried about the woman's clearly fragile torso.

"As you can see, Ive been cut open before. So it's not that big a deal." She jokes.

"O-Okazaki..." Yanagi mutters.

"Just make sure to cut thin... Maybe at a Diagonal? Try not to hit any stitches." She recommends, tracing a path for Ojima to follow.

"I... Are you sure you'll be ok?" He asks.

"I survived getting full force blasted into by a Superheroine, I can survive getting cut across the stomach." She jokes again,

"...Don't remind us..." Hayashi mumbles.

Okazaki clears her throat, sensing the awkwardness. "Right... Just make it quick."

Ojima starts at the point Okazaki was pointing to, gently pressing the blade against the thin skin on Hanano's ribs. He inhales and exhales deeply, before quickly slashing Okazaki across the stomach. "FUCK!" She cries, instantly going down like a sack.

"HANANO!" Harada calls out panicking, rushing to Okazaki's side.

The rest of the group follows, watching around Okazaki as blood floods from her gut, Ojima's slash perhaps a couple layers too deep.

"Ahh... Oh fuck... I think you might've hit my organs..." She coughs, blood seeping from her mouth.

"O-Oh no... I... I didn't mean to..." Ojima's eyes water, panicking.

"I-It's fine! A-As long as you didn't h-hit my stomach... W-Which you didn't, thankfully... I-I'll be fine." She stutters, blood continuing to pour.

"Someone get her some bandages!!!" Chiba shouts nervously.

"Or we could just leave her-"

"MAI!" Yanagi snaps angrily. "Get bandages! NOW!"

"How the hell an I supposed to get any bandages?! We can't leave the Gym" She complains.

Before they can argue further, a roll of bandages seemingly drops from the sky, landing in Okazaki's unfurled coat with a soft Thud to everyone's surprise.

No words are spoken further as Mai watches Harada and Chiba banages Okazaki up, wrapping her diagonal injury in bandage as she stands up weakly, her legs shaking as she copes with the blood loss.

"I-I think I'm gonna throw up..." She gags.

"Just hold it till we're out of the gym, alright?" Harada asks

"...Alright." Okazaki says, swallowing bloodied vomit.

"Please hand the blade to Chiba Airi."

Chiba steps away from Okazaki and grabs the blade from Ojima's hand, shuddering from the mixture of blood on the blade as Hayashi watches nervously.

"A random body part is being selected"

Before anyone can speak, Yanagi storms over to Mai. "What the hell was that?!"

"Wh- The hell are you talking about?!" She asks.

"You know damn well what Im talking about! I don't care what Okazaki has done we were NOT going to leave her to bleed out and die!"

"Oh come Shigeki, you know she'd want it to happen."

"Hi, Okazaki in question here: I would not like to die ala Bleeding out on the Gym Floor. Please and Thank you." Hanano calls out.

Hayashi winces silently, realizing her argument immediately fell apart. "...I'm sorry... Ok?"

"Don't do that again... Please..." Yanagi pleads.

DING

"Your slash shall be inflicted on your right index finger."

"OH COME ON!" Harada complains.

"The level of bullshit we have to put up with here." Okazaki mutters.

"I... Why?! Why did they have to suffer through all that and I just get a cut on the Finger?!"

"I assure you, the results were entirely random." Monomoko announces.

"Hey... Better one of us gets it easy than none of us... Right?" Chiba asks, trying to put a positive spin.

"I... I guess..." Ojima mutters, leaning down and holding his right hand out to Chiba.

Chiba carefully takes the knife and cuts a small thin line on Ojima's index. He winces a bit, but quickly wraps the finger in his shirt.

"There." He says. "Can't believe that was it..."

"Please pass the knife off to Hayashi Mai."

Finally, it was Hayashi's turn. Hayashi took the knife from Chiba's tiny hand and held the blade in her hands. She watched as the mixed blood of her classmates dripped from the blade... God... The amount of diseases on this thing.

"Gross..." She muttered aloud.

"You're telling us." Okazaki chuckles.

"A random injury is being selected"

"Hey, Keizou, Hanano, you guys holding out alright?" Chiba asks softly.

"I'm fine, I think the bleeding has mostly slowed down on my part, though I can still taste some of it in my throat." Harada gags a little.

"Honestly Im kinda wishing Ojima had killed me, this wound is PAIN!" Okazaki loudly complains.

"Would this be considered karma?" Hayashi asks.

"Oh definitely but Im still gonna bitch about it." Okazaki responds.

DING!

"Your injury shall be inflicted across your right eye."

...

"W-What?" Hayashi mumbles, the knife suddenly shaking in her fists.

"T-The hell?!" Okazaki asks.

"W-Why?! Why her eye?!" Harada asks, terrified.

"As I said, the results were-"

"I DONT CARE WHAT THE RESULTS WERE!!! Chiba chose the reward right, can't she get a reroll or something?!?!" Harada pleads.

"I'm afraid such a thing is not possible." Monomoko explains calmly.

"I..." Chiba holds her hand up to her right eye, her hands shuddering.

"Fuck... Holy shit..." Okazaki mutters.

"T-There has to be something we can do..." Tamba asks

"It's too late... I've already accepted the reward..." Chiba mumbles, her hands shaking as she visibly tries to put on a confident facade.

She marches over to Hayashi, who still felt like she was frozen to the spot, and stared up at her. She pointed to her right eye and humphed. "Do it."

"C-Chiba."

"Come on, do it, pussy!" Chiba says, trying to act tough.

"Ms. Chiba please, there has to be another way." Yanagi begs.

"I'm afraid no other options stand. Until Miss Chiba's eye is cut, you all will be prevented from exiting. Should she refuse, both Mai and Chiba would end up executed."

Chiba affirms. "Come on... It's my punishment. I picked this reward... And Im willing to suffer the consequences if it means I can use my reward to help all of you!"

"I..." Hayashi shudders, getting on her knees as the blade shakes in her hands. She presses the tip against Chiba's eyelid, her hands shuddering.

"I... I can't... Chiba... I can't do this to you..." She mumbles, unfamilar tears streaking down her face.

Chiba gently wraps her tiny hands around Mai's arm, holding her gently. "It'll be ok Mai... Nothing Personal... Right?" She jokes.

Mai's body continues to shudder as she stares down at Chiba. Every part of her body is telling her to do anything else. Kill Monomoko. Slash Her own eye. Slash someone else's eye. Anything, ANYTHING but hurt Chiba. But she knew... She knew Chiba wouldn't want her to back down......

Squeezing her eyes shut with tears flowing down her face, Mai strikes against Chiba's eyes, going quick to ensure she didn't have to last long. The effect was immediate. Chiba screamed and sobbed, Harada and Okazaki could be heard rushing to her side while Mai stumbled backward, the blade dropped as she finally opens her eyes.

Chiba is kneeling on the floor, her right eye gone and only blood and tears filling the gap. Okazaki has ripped another one of her coat sleeves and is wrapping it around Chiba's head, trying to stop the bleeding in her eye while Harada holds her close, sniffling and sobbing as he tries to comfort the pained Chiba.

"...Please hand the knife off to Yanagi Shigeki."

Mai stands still, her body unable to move as she stares griefstricken down at Chiba. Okazaki notices her inaction and scowls.

"The sooner we get this over with, the sooner we can get Chiba proper medical supplies." Okazaki insists.

...Mai silently nods and hands the knife over to Shigeki. He holds the blooded blade to his chest for a moment as he wraps Mai in a side hug.

"...I'm sorry... I know that was hard..."

Mai just nods along.

"A random body part is being selected."

"W-What about you two? Shouldn't you two be resting?" Tamba asks.

"Well you're certainly not doing anything to help." Hanano mutters.

"I..." Tamba walks over to Chiba, carefully tending to her fresh wound. "You two go rest over near the door... I'll keep an eye on her."

The two look at each other, before giving Tamba a nod while heading towards the door.

DING!

"Your injury shall be inflicted across your lumbar."

"Oh jeez..." Ojima mutters, concerned.

"Better not hit a nerve, Ice Fairy." Okazaki calls out, before choking on her blood and leaning back against the wall.

Yanagi shoots Okazaki a quick glare before returning to Mai. "I'll make this quick, alright?"

Mai just nods, getting on her knees and pulling up the back of her tank top, exposing her back to Shigeki.

Shigeki doesn't hesitate, knowing the consequences. He quickly slices a thin small line across Mai's back, which Mai feels every inch of. Though it honestly felt like a tickle with how thin and quick he did it. Still, Tamba hands Mai Okazaki's discarded and cut up coat, which the Bounty Hunter uses as a Makeshift Bandage to cover up her wound.

"All Punishments have been completed. You all are now free to return to your rooms."

"Good, someone go get some unrotted bandages for the injured people." Mai announces.

"It hurts..." Chiba mumbles, still quietly crying...

(TO BE CONTINUED)

#okazaki hanano #harada keizou #chiba airi #ojima takeshi #hayashi mai #tamba ruiko #yanagi shigeki #tetro danganronpa pink #tetro danganronpa spoilers #this took longer than anticipated #Liked the game though #fun game #anyways this is my longest post to date?#please enjoy :3

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