The coma did not last long. Half of the reason is due to broken dreams that are always disturbing my rest, and the other half is due to ...... In terms of self-control, I'm pretty good at it.

The dreams before waking up are still unknown; As for waking up...... And because I heard what seemed to be someone talking, I didn't rush to open my eyes.

"How? Awake? A mosquito voice asked, "What's over there......

"Don't worry, I'm all set!" The other voice seemed to be deliberately replying in an exaggerated tone, "I won't ......"

Then the sound of the mosquito in front of him suddenly interrupted him nervously with a "shh-". He approached my position with a light step and opened a door, observing something.

There was no doubt that the other party was watching me.

"Everything is normal," the observing guy reported to the guys in the hall, "and while he doesn't wake up, let's retreat." ”

"Retreat?" A somewhat pompous voice asked in a weird voice, "Why don't you just kill that weird neurotic?" With that guy's perception, we might have been discovered......"

"You can only kill one more person, right?" The mosquito guy retorted, "If we kill him, how can we find someone to take the blame?" ”

"I think Onikawa ...... It's also fitting that guy to take the blame, no matter how big it is......"

"Have you forgotten? Those...... Those things and plans are not something that a one-armed person can accomplish. Just leave him here, just in time to provide us with witnesses......"

"Hmph, that's a far-fetched explanation."

Having said that, the two of them left the outer room and closed the door outside.

Finally, I can open my eyes too.

The most troublesome thing, however, was that I couldn't see anything but the gray cloth bag. Those two bastards are out of nowhere to go, leaving me alone here, and arranging for me to give them perjury tomorrow......

Wait a minute...... It seems like there are more than two people......

Forget it, it doesn't matter how many people there are now. The killer must have put me in a large cloth bag and dropped the cloth bag on the ground. However, it is not known if the door to the outside is locked. Probably yes.

OK...... I'm kind of prepared. I struggled to pull the toothbrush out of my inner pocket and slammed it headfirst on the ground, with a sharp screwdriver about ten centimeters long sticking out of the tail!

Although, there are also monitoring probes in the physical preparation room. In my own dormitory, I also struggled with my thoughts for a long time. Now that we are at a critical juncture of life and death, I can't take care of it so much.

The fragile cloth bag made a pleasant squeak under the destruction of the screwdriver all the way through the level. When the broken hole was big enough, I got through the gap.

"If you want me to say that...... "After getting out of the cloth bag, I quietly put the toothbrush-shaped screwdriver into my pocket, leaned against the cabinet containing the poison, and greeted the surveillance probe, "This kind of murderer who doesn't even transfer the place of detention is so stupid that he can't even debunk his modus operandi." ”

I say this because I am in the back of the physical preparation room, the room where the poison and the cart are stored.

But at this point, it is not possible to truly claim to be "safe". I heard the sound of breaking glass outside, and I heard the sound of stray footsteps. It's like someone is fighting.

However, I couldn't open the door in front of me. Not because it's locked (it doesn't have a setting to be locked from the outside), but because it's ...... Something heavy, clogged outside.

I pushed it out, but it didn't work. As if frozen in space, the seemingly fragile wooden door has never moved.

Alas...... I'm really, unlucky......

Just then, there was a shrill sound of pushing an object outside. There is something heavy, as if it has been vigorously pushed away by others.

Great! I was so happy that I jumped three feet high. When I was so unlucky, I happened to meet the charcoal in the snow, thank you so much......

Wait a minute...... As I held the doorknob in my hand, it occurred to me that it might not be easy.

What if the killer comes? Maybe he was worried that I would give him a surprise attack inside, so he deliberately opened the door to lure me out and kill me outside.

I suddenly felt that the reason why the unknown person opened the door...... It's not that simple anymore.

But if I don't go out and stay in my room all the time, what will happen?

As the footsteps faded away, I crept my ears to the door, observing the movement outside.

There was no ambush of a second person outside, and it wasn't like it was spinning around or stepping on me. The mysterious man...... It should really be gone.

Pushing the door open, the cupboard with a large number of physics experiment props and equipment fell to the ground, and all kinds of things were scattered on the ground. Looks like that's what was just blocked out the door, right?

The sound of fighting in the hallway continued, and it sounded like it had shifted to this place. Who was the person who saved me just now? Is it the murderer, or someone else? What exactly is his purpose?

In a word...... Don't tell me that the battle that broke out outside was just because the guy who acted bravely was entangled by the murderer......

Just as I passed the air purifier and was about to push the door out, something suddenly came to mind. So I looked up and looked in the direction of the ceiling.

It's a pity that there's nothing overhead.

Really...... It's just that I'm thinking too much......

……

I don't know how I got downstairs.

Anyway...... That's what it's like to be in a dead end. Although "I" should have had countless similar experiences in the year since I lost my memory (one Chihiro Fujisaki made "me" anxious), this time is different.

In the past, the danger was a situation where the enemy was in the open and I was in the dark, and "I" was able to deal with it; This time, it is a situation where the enemy is in the dark and I am in the open, and the danger lurks around us, which makes people unguardable.

It would be nice if I also had the skill of "hearing the footsteps of death......

Just as I was turning around to go downstairs, someone called me from deep in the hallway.

Looking back, I don't know when, the mist cut Hibiki has appeared at the door of the library.

It's really Cao Cao, Cao Cao to ......

"Good evening, Kirikiri-san."

“…… What are you doing here? ”

"I'm supposed to ask you, right?"

“…… A must-do. ”

It's an amazing skill to talk to death. Especially like the fog cut Hibiko, who took the initiative to talk to death in the end, it is also unique.

We were silent for a long time, but I was the first to ask, "So, how about we exchange information?" ”

"How do you know that I have information worth exchanging for you?" Hibiki Kiriko asked me rhetorically.

Not only do I know, but I know it well.

“…… Of course, you can say no. ”

“…… Remind you to come out less at night. ”

That's what I said. However, as she approached the hallway, Hibiki Kiriki pulled out a small notepad from her jacket pocket and opened one of the pages.

Because of the angle, the monitoring probe behind her wouldn't even notice that this fog cut ringer, who hadn't lowered her head at all, was actually writing.

As I passed by, Hibiki Kiriko shoved a note into my hand at a rapid pace; At the same time, I whispered at a blistering speed:

"Before the disappearance, Fujisaki AE said that it was the Principal of Hope Peak who imprisoned us."