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He feels sick.
He thought it was a dream.
He had hoped it was a dream.
But it’s Tuesday, not Monday, and he’s staring down at Kanae’s funeral portrait, and her sisters are crying.
It’s Tuesday and he’s not in school but he can’t even feel happy about it.
He had hoped it was a dream.
Maybe it still is.
-•-
Tomioka is screwing Murata over at the moment.
He’s late.
Does he even know what he’s done to Murata?
He had been planning on copying Tomioka’s math homework, but considering Tomioka is so much later than usual, he might have to turn to Shinazugawa.
Who’s well... Ugh.
The teacher’s going to kill him. He’s doomed. He hopes he has a nice funeral.
All because of that late bastard!
…
He knows Kochou’s death had affected Tomioka. It’d affected them all, the death, the murder of their dependable class rep.
Tomioka and Shinazugawa were both especially close to her.
There were even some rumors of some love rivalry between them floating around, before what happened.
Shinazugawa enters the classroom, just then, and a silence falls over the room.
His eyes are bloodshot, his uniform isn’t ironed, his hair is unkempt.
He looks messy, but so unlike his usual sort.
He doesn’t look careless like he usually does. He looks like someone too consumed by grief to even bother with his appearance.
…
Murata silently turns back to the worksheet before him.
His conscience can’t take bothering him.
There’s nothing much that he can do for them.
But there’s a murderer on the loose, so he’ll just keep a lookout, try and make sure it doesn’t come for anyone else.
-♥︎-
Name: Ookimi Murata
Appearance: Murata has straight black hair parted down the middle and black eyes. He wears the standard male school uniform.
Personality: Of the current personalities in the game, Murata is a loner. If he sees a dead body or a murder, he will run to the nearest crowded area and call the police. However, if you aim the camera at him, he will not hesitate to pose for it, showing off his shiny hair.
He has a larger field of view and heightened senses than the other students.
Routine: At 7:00 AM, Murata enters the school. He walks to his locker at 7:05 AM and walks directly to class, where he stares at his homework. He starts his morning classes at 7:30 AM and leaves to eat his lunch at the school cafeteria at 10:40 AM.
His classes continue at 11:00 AM until 3:00 PM. He participates in Cleaning Time until 4:00 PM. Afterwards, he heads home.
Task: Murata requests Yandere-kun’s help with his Math homework.
The player can spend 20 minutes doing it for him.
Trivia: After his first love complimented his hair, Murata has devoted himself to grooming and regularly applying camellia oil to it, resulting in its silky look.
-•-
Something’s wrong with Giyu, Sabito decides.
Well, something outside of the expected, that is.
With Kanae’s death, some oddness was to be expected. Sabito’s been acting odd too, and he knows it.
But it’s out of the ordinary for Giyu to show up barely in time for school, and it’s even odder for him to ignore Sabito completely.
From what Sabito can see, staring through the classroom window as he knocks, he’s just sitting in his seat, staring off into space. And when he does take out his phone, the screen is blank. He just stares at the time display.
It’s… unlike him.
Giyu has always been rather quiet, but he’d never been one to lack initiative. If anything, normally it’d be Giyu knocking impatiently, chasing Sabito to hurry up and go to eat with him and Makomo.
But he’s ignoring them completely.
When he does suddenly stand up and leave the classroom, he doesn’t acknowledge them either. Makomo tries to grab him, but he’s out of reach far too quickly.
The timing doesn’t even make sense, he grumbles to Makomo as they walk to the canteen, unwilling to let Giyu’s behaviour stop them from getting lunch.
It’s been a week since Kanae died, and only today has Giyu been acting strange. Before this, his grief was expressed in far more… Expected ways.
He’s ignoring them.
Sabito sighs. Maybe he’s been too overbearing recently, what with the murderer on the loose and everything. Giyu had been pulling away for a while.
He’ll… give him some space.
But not too much.
Gotta keep his guard up against any murderers that might potentially be coming for his brother, after all.
-♥︎-
Name: Shinohara Sabito
Appearance: Sabito has shoulder-length, spiky peach-pink hair and grayish-lavender eyes, looking slightly catlike.
He wears the standard male school uniform with the sleeves rolled up. When in the Martial Arts Club, he dons traditional kendo clothing,
Personality: Of the current personalities in the game, Sabito is Heroic. If he sees a dead body, he will run to the nearest crowded area and call the police. However, if he witnesses Yandere-kun commit murder, he will run to fight him. As a member of the Martial Arts Club, he fights with enormous strength, which is a quick game over.
He has a larger field of view and heightened senses than the other students.
Routine: At 7:15 AM, Sabito enters the school with Makomo. He walks to his locker at 7:20 AM and walks directly to class, where he plays with his phone. He starts his morning classes at 7:30 AM and leaves to eat his lunch with Makomo at the school cafeteria at 11:00 AM.
His classes continue at 12:00 AM until 3:00 PM. He participates in Cleaning Time until 4:00 PM. Afterwards, he stays in the Martial Arts Club until 6:00 PM.
Task: Sabito has no task. The player starts the game with Sabito already befriended.
Trivia: Sabito, Makomo and Yandere-kun have matching fox-mask keychains on their bags, gifts from Sabito’s uncle.
-•-
It hurts.
He doesn’t know where he’s going.
It’s stupid, honestly. It’s his dream.
Why is he so scared?
He can’t do anything.
Sabito’s knocking today. Makomo reaches out to grab him.
He walks away.
-•-
Tanjiro’s nose has never led him astray before.
Even if it invites comparisons to a dog, it’s the most reliable tool he has.
But his nose is telling him that it’s not Tomioka-senpai he’s looking at.
Next to him, Kanroji-senpai talks away. She sends him a wave when she sees him looking, an act that sends the group of boys following behind her to glower at him.
When did they even become friends?
Wasn’t the Art Club running an exhibition? And with Uzui-senpai away, Kanroji-senpai’s the one organizing all of it.
Tanjiro didn’t think she’d have the time, but considering how strong-willed she can be when she wants to befriend someone…
Her and Tomioka-senpai aren’t so surprising after all.
But it’s not Tomioka-senpai, is it?
Tomioka-senpai would have used Tanjiro as an excuse to get out of the interaction by now. Tomioka-senpai wouldn’t even have spoken to Kanroji-senpai in the first place, too afraid of the crowd of admirers behind her.
Tomioka-senpai wouldn’t smell so… Empty.
There’s no grief. No anger. Sadness.
Tanjiro smells nothing, just the scent of laundry detergent and canteen food.
That’s not Tomioka-senpai, because Zenitsu is cowering behind him, afraid to catch his gaze.
That’s not Tomioka-senpai, because Inosuke remains strangely wary of him, doesn’t go up and chatter like he usually does.
Tanjiro trusts his nose.
He doesn’t trust whatever that is.
-♥︎-
Name: Kamado Tanjiro
Appearance: Tanjiro has ruffled burgundy hair swept back to reveal his forehead. His eyes are dark red, and he has a faded pink scar on the upper left of his forehead.
He wears the standard male school uniform and a distinct pair of hanafuda-like earrings with the image of the rising, red sun over a mountain.
Personality: Of the current personalities in the game, Tanjiro is Heroic. If he sees a dead body, he will run to the nearest crowded area and call the police. However, if he witnesses Yandere-kun commit murder, he will run to fight him.
He has a larger field of view and heightened senses than the other students.
Routine: At 7:10 AM, Tanjiro enters the school with Nezuko. He walks to his locker at 7:15 AM and heads to the school fountain, where he meets Zenitsu, Inosuke, Kanao and Genya. He starts his morning classes at 7:30 AM and leaves to eat his lunch with them at the school cafeteria at 10:00 AM.
His classes continue at 11:00 AM until 3:00 PM. He participates in Cleaning Time until 4:00 PM. Afterwards, he stays in the Cooking Club until 4:30 PM before leaving school.
Task: Tanjiro has no task. The player starts the game with Tanjiro already befriended.
Trivia: The Kamado family runs a bakery where Tanjiro helps out after school.
-•-
Kanroji’s talking to him.
He can almost feel Obanai’s glare, even if the teen is currently out of school.
It’s a moment of inattention.
When she turns to pick up a coin he drops, he pulls on a pair of gloves, takes a penknife out of his pocket.
No. No.
Nononononono-
Please no.
He’ll wake up at her funeral, won’t he?
He’ll wake up and Obanai will be sobbing over the phone, he’ll wake up and Sanemi will be gritting his teeth the same way he did at her funeral.
Kanao will be crying again.
He… He’s moving.
Catches Kanroji by surprise, stabbing her through the throat in a show of strength he didn’t think he was capable of.
She falls.
Green eyes glassy, long hair spread out messily on the floor as he takes a garbage bag out of his bag and wraps her in it. Her body is soon nothing more than a lump of garbage that he picks up carefully.
The incinerator's nearby.
He-
He must be dreaming. Please let him be dreaming.
-•-
Hakuji hums a tune as he walks to the incinerator, trash bags in hand.
He nods to Tomioka as they pass each other. Oddly, instead of nodding back like he usually does, Tomioka stops to a halt.
“Iijima-senpai-”
“Hm?” Hakuji turns around at Tomioka’s call.
His voice is raspy. He looks like a mess as he stares down at his hands.
“Is- Is this a dream?”
Hakuji blinks in surprise. It’s an odd question, but considering everything…
He huffs out a laugh.
“I’d hope so. Maybe we’ll all wake up, back in the holidays, huh?”
Tomioka doesn’t seem particularly reassured, but he still nods and walks away.
Hakuji stands there and watches him go for a while.
He shouldn’t overstep.
But he has a feeling that maybe he should.
-♥︎-
Name: Iijima Hakuji
Appearance: Hakuji has short black hair and bright blue eyes with light pink eyelashes. He wears the standard male school uniform with the sleeves rolled up. As president of the Handicrafts Club, he has a red band with a paper crane symbol on his left sleeve.
Personality: Of the p̸̿͜ê̴͕r̴̻̀ś̴̜ő̷̱n̵̠͑ă̵̪l̶͓͝i̶̘͝ţ̶͋i̸̘̿ĕ̷̙š̵ͅ ̴̗͔̓ç̴̮̑́ụ̴̋͝ř̷͕̝r̴͕̚͠ę̷̝́͝n̵̢̕t̶͇̞́̚l̶̻̘̽̈́ỳ̶̢͚̈́ ̵̲̏i̴̯͂̌n̶̝̗̓ ̸̭̗̕t̸̯̮̃h̴̦͙̀̈́ë̷̛̖̟͚͇́̄̾ ̴͚͍̫̑̀͛ġ̷̬͐ͅa̵͎̼͗m̷͇͓̄e̶̮͌,̷̵̪̺̖̪͙̘͗̿̅̽́͑̆H̸͔̳̤͙͌̚a̶̡͎̭͗̏̓ķ̴͈͖̗͒̑͜͠u̷̖̜̦͗͛̃̏͘͜͝j̴̢̞̱̙̼̦̟̘̄͗̒ͅi̵͍̠̎̀̈́͋͝ ̴̫͕̙̻̟̽̃͌̓͝ͅỉ̷̘̤̙̘͍̞̘̜̃͊̐̀͌̀͜͜͝͝s̶̶͈͈̪̤̱̳̭͉̩̈̈́͋́̋̔͑̋͒̏͘͠ ̴̫͕̙̻̟̽̃͌̓͝ͅP̶̝͙͇͈̉ṛ̶̨̲̠̹̹̼͉̎̀͒͋̂̀̽̽̚ṏ̷̜̙͇̝̬́̄̏̒̾̇̕͝͝t̸̡̧͚̺͒͐̆̀͊̒ȩ̵͓̗͙̞̝̱̹͊̏́͑̿̔̓̎́̚c̶̥̤̼̮̖͕͕͍͌̌̒̽̀͑t̴̞̗̝̥̰̠̱͂͑̔͒̋̽̓͝į̵̛̛̛͓̣͓̰̰͕̰̑͛̋̒͘͝͝v̶̜̩̩̜̮̘̀̅̎̈͒͜͠e̵̢̛̘̘͔̦̦̞̬͔̎͒̈́͂̈́̿͌͜͝
-̷̦̮̈́̎̈̒͗•̸̢̟̤͚̐͑̅-̵̘̈̈́̌͠
He’s awake.
He doesn’t want to be.
-̷͌̾̽͌͗͘͜͠•̵̲̯̖̟̳̰̝͗̓̍͋̆͂̕͝-̸͇̜͑͊̋
“That was… surprisingly fun. I’ll be looking forward to the next update.”
The figure mutters as it leans back in its chair. It pushes away from the desk, spinning around as its hands come to rest behind its head.
“I told you so!” A smaller figure chirps from beside it. “You should learn to trust my recommendations more.”
“Well, the last time you recommended a game to me, I ended up getting scammed!”
“That was on you, you know.”
“No it’s not.”
“Yes it is. How is it my fault you’re so stupid?”
“Shut it.”
“Nope~”
“I SAID-”