"Didi-Di-Di-" Damn electronic clock, it's disgusting...... I've only slept for an hour, are you going to wake me up?

Wait a minute...... As I recall, I set it for eight o'clock tomorrow morning...... And it's not an electronic clock......

Then I rubbed my eyes vigorously, lifted my heavy head, and woke up from my sleep.

Wrong! Where the hell is this! It dawned on me that I didn't seem to recognize the place.

Where is this? I do not know. When you look up, you can see mountains of documents, except for a laptop computer surrounded by documents in front of you, like the palace gate protected by Greek-style white columns, as far as the eye can see, everything else is filled with all kinds of documents.

Miraculously, these books and documents are all over the place...... It seems to be written in various Chinese languages. I swear, I didn't even learn English well, but I could read these books and documents in different languages without a teacher.

On one of the books written in Chinese, the title turned out to be ...... "Precautions for Deep Spiritual Guidance"? What is this thing?

Pick up another one, in Japanese, with the title ...... "An Induction of the Necessary Connection Between the Nightmare of Known People and Intuition Itself......

So...... Information in the room......

I flipped through a few copies, found a few more, and carefully compared them one by one.

What the hell is this...... What kind of place is it......

After a two-minute search, I confirmed two facts: first, the documents and books here are all works of psychology, and they are basically related to hypnosis; Second...... It seems that most of the words used here are written in Japanese.

If there is a third...... That is, when I was in the spacious bathroom, I saw my face reflected in the mirror.

Ahh

……

"That family is such a bastard, what are you shouting in the middle of the night......" The swearing voice at the door faded away. I have to say that the Japanese swear vocabulary is really poor, and it is really bad compared to the Chinese "family portrait".

In that case, I will understand. There is no doubt that this is Japan, the city of Tokyo. Unfortunately, it's a slum. Although I don't understand why I suddenly appeared here, reality is reality and I have to face it.

I slowly slipped out from under the sink in the toilet and checked my face in front of the mirror.

I—no, I should say the one I inherited from me—have fair skin that girls envy? The long, dense eyelashes curl up slightly, covering a pair of bright and deep eyes. In the cold gaze, even I couldn't see any emotion in it. The bridge of the nose is high, the legs are slender, the eyes are amber, and the long black hair is the color of silver, and the part of the sea is silver, and part of it reaches the eyes.

The right eye that is blocked by bangs...... I touched it, and I lost my vision. In this person's mind, there is still a memory of why he lost his right eye, but I don't want to know yet.

All right...... Such a character...... I don't know though, but which anime I'm from (most of them, or I don't know them)...... But at least, this man is much more handsome than I used to be.

Speaking of identity...... Before I came to this strange world, squatting in this slum, I was just an ordinary Chinese college student, no different from other college students in the country.

Don't think about that yet. Whoever the Japanese man I possess is, I really admire his ability to gather information. With so many documents and books, I even think that he may be preparing to get a doctorate in psychology in China.

If I don't see ...... On the wall, there is also a poster of a building......

I have to admit that this is the grandest and most special building I have ever seen......

Well, in fact, it's not very high, only seventeen floors at most. In the heart of Tokyo, it's a humble bungalow. Its decoration style is nothing special, except that it is a regular school red brick wall. Although the area seems to be large, the playground next to it is not comparable to the rooftop basketball court of urban schools......

But there is no doubt that the first time I saw this building, I was caught in it and my first reaction was...... It's so grandiose......

I also noticed the bottom right corner of the poster, where a black and white logo was drawn. It's this sign that reminds me of the point.

A black-and-white lattice, with a white spear and a black knife crossed in the middle of a shield turned over and down. It is flanked by black-framed white wings, topped by a black-framed Eastern European crown on a white background. The pattern is connected by a thick black border, and the following paragraph is written in the shade text......

Private...... Peak of Hope...... Academy?

Is this ...... "Danganronpa"?

I remember...... I've seen some cross-cutting texts before...... The genre is similar, what I really care about is, is there a system in this world too?

System? That's right, the system! Where is the system? I've just arrived in a strange place, so there should be a system to remind me, right?

No. The information that this person left in my head was normal, and I had to get used to it.

My name is Ryusuke Onekawa, I just graduated from junior high school, and I am about to turn 16 this year. He is 178 tall (seems to be too short), weighs 57, and lives in ......

Wait a minute...... My home...... Where to stay? I seem to ...... I don't remember it too clearly......

I don't have a home. I was an orphan since I was born, and an old professor of psychology kindly took me in, and I lived with the poor old man whose family was in flames for ten years.

And then he died too. I was still reading his papers when he died in his hospital bed......

Speaking of which...... This Onikawa (probably "me") doesn't quite remember the funeral that day.

He only remembered that he left the institute where the professor worked, and as a "genius boy hypnotist", he evaporated out of thin air in the world.

But life has to go on. What to do? So this Kikawa-san, which is me, embarked on the path of becoming a thief. Because of my incomparably powerful hypnotic ability, the people I drive to commit crimes often don't remember me afterwards.

That's the benefit of a foreign private school. After you are admitted, as long as you can afford to pay the tuition, the school will not care where your money comes from.

Of course, I also have great trouble......

The first trouble is that in my drifting impression, I can't remember where the person Onikawa appeared in anime and games......

Maybe...... This is the insignificant passerby character who quietly disappears in the game's catastrophe called Despair......

Of course, this is only far from the trouble. Not to mention the "despair" of the future, at this moment, there are even worse troubles waiting for me.

The phone on the desk rang. When I picked up the phone, a voice made me shudder.

"Report to the owner...... The police are coming. ”