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After Fukase reached the kitchen, he grabbed a small knife and put it in his pocket. "I might need this to protect myself," he muttered to himself and he walked out of the kitchen, unnoticed.

It was about thirty minutes after waking up before Tsumugi opened her eyes. She pushed her glasses further up her nose and ran a hand through her short hair.

Only then did she realize she was virtually alone.

This was not good. She rose to her feet and hurried to her dorm room, taking care to avoid anyone she came across.

Isoko walked to the kitchen and grabbed a bag of pretzels and left.

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Isoko left and headed to bed

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Monika was in Liana's dorm, sitting on the bed and reading, while Liana herself attempted to draw without internet for references.

She had remembered from last time that internet, mainly social medias, could be used as a cry for help. So Monokuma prevented it from being used. Even pictures of characters were prohibited. This is bothersome, to say the least, when your only drawing inspiration is your fellow killing game classmate's fluffy-haired boyfriend. Didn't help that she never had the right colors. Or that her toes kept popping out of joint to prove as a distraction.

At least Monika was there for encouragement, so that at least made it bearable.


Tsumugi, meanwhile, was in her room alone. On a whim, she decided to sew a dress of emerald green fabric with long sleeves. She looked at Monika's measurements on her handbook, deciding to make a gift for the club president.