Miao Mu Cheng, I'm going to meet you so soon?

In my memories before I crossed over, if he wasn't the main character, I probably wouldn't have noticed that there was still a person named Makoto Naeki in Danganronpa.

Miao Mu Cheng's character setting, in addition to being good at making chicken soup, and maintaining an always optimistic attitude...... Seems to be a good-for-nothing guy.

Even his talents don't seem to be very useful. It's good that Komji can draw some millions of prizes at will; Miao Mu could only miss the flight before boarding the plane that was about to be bombed.

Really...... It's only been a few days, and the things that I remember before have become less and less now. I have forgotten my original name, my original identity, my original family, my memories in my original society, and my worries......

Continue at this pace, perhaps...... I will also forget that I am a time-traveler.

It's a complete irony. Before the crossing, I had always been envious of the life of Danganron in the world; Right now...... Every time I live so exhausted every day, I start to miss the days when I was a dead house before I crossed over.

Really......... Every time I read a Zero novel, the "ugly girl" can't even remember her name, and every time I laugh back and forth.

And now...... It's ridiculous that I've fallen to the point where I'm almost like her.

I shrugged helplessly. At some point, Cyrus's cat climbed onto the desk that had belonged to May's sister, licking my hand in a friendly way.

I stroked the black cat's head. It closed its eyes in a friendly manner, yawned, smiled, and whispered "Meow-".

I looked up slightly and glanced at Cyrus's position. The latter pretended to be gushing about everyone on the computer, assigning them levels (all of them were classified as C-tiers except for the Ten Gods White Night, Hibiki Kiriko, Warblade Skeleton, and herself, all as a reward for being able to enter the Peak of Hope without being in the same league as a garbage D-class), and his eyes kept glancing at the place.

"Interesting. What level is Huang Ying Gongyi? I asked casually.

"Oh...... He's only A-grade," Celes scratched her leg-length hair and replied lightly, "For a sloppy middle-aged uncle, it's impossible to be taller." ”

"Okay. So what level am I? When I asked, my demeanor was still nonchalant.

In fact...... I should know the answer.

Next, the smile that crossed Celeste's lips...... I really didn't dare to look at it.

"You......" she said softly, "if you...... So...... S-class or so. ”

The bright moonlight filtered through the clean glass window and sprinkled onto Celestere's long black dress. Beneath the long black hair that rolled like the waves was a parchment-white face reflecting the moonlight.

It is in such a bright and flawless moonlight that this "blood princess" can show her alluring appearance to the fullest.

Don't look at ...... I reminded my brain and legs, which were getting out of control, and forced myself to go out with composure.

Fortunately, Huang Yinggongyi didn't go home today. No one could see me, leaning against the bedroom door, clutching my chest and shaking and panting.

I was about to push the door open when the bedroom door opened. This black-haired, red-eyed "blood princess" looked at me quietly at the bedroom door.

"It's so late, where are you going?" Cyrus spoke in a tone like her innocent poker face, without any ripples.

“…… Go and get an errand," I forced myself not to look at Cyrus's face, "do something big." ”

“…… Oh. I don't know what Cyrus's expression is at this moment, "Are you coming back?" ”

"I'll see you at the beginning of school," I said with an understated smile, "Mr. Huang Ying is not a free babysitter. If you are an individual, you have to have a place to live and have the financial ability to be independent, right? ”

I'm sorry, Cyrus. You're very smart, it's a pity...... In my list of survivors, I forgot to leave you a spot.

……

I'm not shirking. No matter what happens, today I should leave this place, leave the home of Koichi Huang Ying. For no other reason, I can't trouble Huang Yinggong anymore.

What's more, the next actions are more terrifying and more dangerous than the other. Just one Celeste, there's so much to know about it; I don't want more people to know.

It's cold...... It's already the Fourth of April. Even though it's not winter anymore, the nights in Tokyo are still unbearably cold. I suddenly began to miss the bedroom where the Mayrain sisters were alive.

But I held back and put the guy in the car, Matsudaira Yosuke, into a sack, tied a stone, and threw it into the rough water.

"Matsudaira Yosuke...... "What a coincidence...... it could be you!" I said to myself. ”

Seriously, whenever I see that damn sloppy man, I get angry. I admit that this Matsudaira Yosuke is indeed a good man, a man who can do anything for the sake of his love, but he is not worth it.

Sooner or later...... Sooner or later, this idiot will help Enoshima shield kill everyone.

Of course, I admit, he must have died with a smile on his face. But he's not qualified to do that, let alone pull us in.

I know that even without Matsudaira Yosuke, Enoshima Shield can complete the brainwashing work. There are as many stepping stones as there are in despair, and even its owner is not distressed, and I am even less distressed.

This is just an ordinary used car. The things in the car are the same as described in the novel: a DSLR camera, a cell phone, a telescope, an umbrella......

It's true...... It's exactly the same as what is described in "Fog Cutting Grass". The only difference is that the main character in "Fog Cuts the Grass" got lost and went to the cannibal house, and I came prepared.

Add this note and everything is perfect. I took one last look at the place and immediately lit a match and set it on fire.

Then I took out a human skin mask from my pocket and put it on my face. The engine of the used car roared, and it took a while to start.

……

"Please take a taxi, come to this place on the map, and then walk to this place, I have something very important to entrust to you. Here is an advance payment of 1 million yen, and I will pay another 1 million yen after completion. ”

This is what is on the note, and the recipient writes Hibiki Mischi. And the place he is going to is, without a doubt, the "cannibal house".

In the night channel, the music is soft and soothing all the time. Occasionally, there are softly soothing female voices in the "Midnight Interview" program, as well as sometimes manic, sometimes peaceful visitor voices.

It was just a drizzle of rain in the sky, but now it has become a downpour. The wipers scrubbed the glass windows over and over again, and every now and then there was a squeak or two of protest from heavy labor.

When a purple figure just appeared in the distance, barely visible to the naked eye, I packed up my things, got out of the car, opened an umbrella, and disappeared into the endless jungle.