Watching the anime from Madoka Magica and writing the rules

Through the experimental results of [Idol], Zhixing seemed to see hope of restoring all the familiars in the room of the doll tower to their original state.

However, the whereabouts of the [Demonized Idol] remains unknown.

In view of this, Zhixing walked to the side of the [baseball player], grabbed the other's weak arm, and quietly waited for the [baseball player] who was also disapproved of by everyone to disappear.

"Let me see if the cognitive world has any effect in bringing the dead back to life."

The class refereeing is over.

Everyone sat in the elevator without saying another word.

Only when the elevator door opened did they go their separate ways again.

The [Nobleman], [Gambling Master], [Bosozoku] and others who had great mental qualities returned to the restaurant and began to prepare their lunch.

For those who find it difficult to withstand the pressure, [Swimming] will drag [Fighter] to the gym to exercise and relieve the stress.

As for the [Programmer], [Fortune Teller], [Literary Woman], and [Disciplinary Officer] who were completely unable to withstand this kind of blow, they lowered their heads and walked towards their dormitory rooms.

The only people still standing at the elevator exit were [Detective], [Lucky], [Hot Girl], and [Fan Fiction Writer].

"If you don't mind, could you come into the room with me and talk about Maizono-san and Kyubey?"

[Detective] said to [Lucky], the person who was most affected by this incident.

Although the matter is over, [Lucky] performed well and did not escape reality just because Maizono-san wanted to frame him.

And as one of the "survivors" mentioned by Kyubey, the "Detective" considered it over and over again and decided to include "Lucky" in his own small group, so he was very concerned about the other party's current mental state.

In response to the [Detective]'s invitation, [Lucky] nodded, accepted the proposal, and walked towards the room belonging to Makoto Naegi, which, according to Monokuma, had been cleaned up.

Seeing that the other students had left, the [Gal Girl] turned around and looked at the [Fan Fiction Writer] who was standing there blankly. After carefully considering her words, she asked:

"Hey, fat pig, what are you still doing standing here? Your master is waiting for you to serve him."

[Gal] felt very upset when she saw the [Fan Fiction Writer] who was unmoved.

After all, [Gal Girl] couldn't wait to have a private chat with Monokuma, but the presence of [Fan Writer] made her delay the time again.

Let him fall into a coma first, and then I'll take the elevator down.

With this thought in mind, the [Gal Girl] used her thin arms and legs to approach the massive [Fan Fiction Writer]. Just as she was about to unleash her [Soldier] skills to knock him down, she suddenly heard him muttering something quietly:

"In this way, the rules of the entire game are fully revealed, and the regrets of the story are also revealed. So, when there is tragedy, there should be a perfect ending... But what should be the conditions for satisfying the ending?"

Chapter 304: Kewpie and Paper

"What are you mumbling about there?"

[Gal] walked up to [Fan Fiction Writer] without any sense of distance and waved tentatively in front of him.

However, the fan fiction writer, who had never been interested in real people and even had some social anxiety, stood there blankly, contrary to his usual behavior, muttering more and more questions.

"I still can't... If Maizono is the protagonist... how should the others be positioned... A novel without expression really doesn't suit me..."

"Oh~ I was scared."

After observing closely, the [hot girl] easily saw the cold sweat constantly coming out of the [fan writer]'s body, and immediately understood the current situation.

Are you the type who can't muster the courage to escape when faced with despair? If so, [Despair] won't be satisfied.

[Hot Girl] looked at the fat man who was staying alone at the elevator entrance just because he had to move. Knowing that he would not be able to recover for a while, she couldn't help but snorted and left the elevator.

Tsk, the surveillance in this room is only turned on during the class refereeing, and it won't broadcast the information after the end. But because Yamada is present, this information can't be passed on.

[Hot girl] stood in the corridor, seemingly wondering where she was going, but in fact her eyes glanced at the hidden camera intentionally or unintentionally.

However, the black and white bear that had been trying so hard to hint at did not appear, but instead a loud roar came from the direction of the gymnasium.

"That voice is so rude~ Can you still be considered a girl like that?"

[Gal] walked towards the gymnasium where the sound came from, taking precautions against possible surveillance.

Okami-san can make such a loud noise, so it's probably not just a simple exercise with Asahi-san.

Is he not planning to be an undercover agent anymore, or is it... because of Kyubey?

Since she was the closest, [Gal] was the first to arrive at the closed gymnasium. She pushed the door open with both hands in a heroic manner. Her body was defenseless but she was actually looking at the gymnasium tensely, ready to support Monokuma.

However, the imagined scene of breaking the rules of the game and breaking the game violently did not occur.

On the contrary, it was the fighter Sakura Ogami who was the least likely to take action and even resorted to direct hostage threats.

At this moment, on his clenched fist, [Bystander] Kyubey was being lifted into the air by the opponent in a bent posture.

"Oh~ As expected of the Great God Sakura, after this punch, my health is already as low as a candle in the wind, haha."

"I didn't expect you to be able to catch it without any resistance. It seems my training is still not enough."

Kyubey slowly retracted his fist as the [Fighter] did, and after standing on the ground again, he wiped off the non-existent sweat and said to the strong woman in front of him:

"Then, tell me your deal. What is your wish in making a contract with me?"

"Although I didn't expect your muscles to be able to explode with such strength, it's still far from enough to help me fulfill my wish. It's just... if you really know something, there's something I want to confirm with you."

"please!"

[Gal] watched as [Fighter] put [Spectator] down, and the two walked side by side to the corner as if they wanted to understand something in private. She couldn't help but walk into the gym and look at [Swimming] who was standing aside with some concern.

"Hey, you should have seen what happened just now."

"Hey, Enoshima-san, ahhh, it's not what you see!!"

[Swimming] seemed to have just realized what was happening. Thinking about [Fighter]'s actions just now, he immediately explained to [Girl],

"It's not what I saw. Please explain the situation to me."

“Well, actually…”

"As a sports-enthusiastic idiot, [Swimming] deliberately dragged you to the gymnasium to help you forget the execution scene you just saw and to prevent you from going astray. It seems that he wanted to enlighten you."

Kyubey was lying on the stands of the gymnasium, expressing his feelings about swimming to the fighter who was looking at him.

"Then, it's you who wants to make a deal with me, Oogami Sakura-san."

"Hehe, is this also your talent? It's really surprising."

[Fighter] looked at his friend who was frankly showing as if his thoughts were exposed and carefully observing his reaction, and couldn't help but look at the person in front of him who was suspected to be the organizer and a third party.

"Well, as Kyubey, it's normal for me to read minds. Haven't you noticed?"

Kyubey paused, then looked at the [Fighter] with a smile on his face and continued:

"I'm not communicating with you with my mouth or ventriloquism, but with my heart~"

"Indeed, the signs of your body moving up and down were too low. If you hadn't spoken suddenly, I wouldn't have noticed your presence."

After hearing what the other party said, [Fighter] quickly confirmed that Kyubey's stomach did not rise and fall because of talking. In other words, even the rise and fall of breathing did not exist.

"Could it be...could it be that you are also Monokuma, right?!"

Looking at the smiling Kyubey, [Swimming] immediately revealed the other party's true identity based on his memory.

"No, no, no, I'm not that kind of robot. Although... uh, I can't reveal this now, but anyway, am I still a human being?"

"Why use a question mark?"

Seeing that [Swimming] was about to talk to [Onlooker], [Fighter] couldn't help but interrupt and said:

"If you can really read my mind, then read what I'm thinking."

Kyubey looked at the [Fighter] who was about to attack him but he was not nervous at all. Instead, he responded nonchalantly:

"Hmm? Let me ask, um...oh, your friend was called an idiot? Because of this? Oh and..."

Before Kyubey finished speaking, he saw the [Fighter] Ogami Sakura had already stepped in front of him, followed by a fist as big as a sandbag.

"...You're just testing my stance for such a silly reason."

Kyubey remained calm and composed, but was slightly affected by the pause in the fist wind. He then turned his gaze and looked at the [Fighter].

"It seems you really do have the ability to read minds. No wonder someone built such a sturdy cage to trap us here."

The [Fighter]'s fist finally stopped in front of Kyubey and did not hit him, but it was not because Ogami Sakura was showing mercy, but because Ogami Sakura was really unsure of the opponent's position.

Long before coming to Hope's Peak Academy, Ogami Sakura had heard of him as a "super high school level fighter", but to her, the so-called talent training was nothing more than a laissez-faire teaching atmosphere. In the end, it was still herself who needed to work hard, so it was the same everywhere.

Rather than the possibility of becoming a "Super High School Level" after entering high school, Oogami Sakura was more concerned about the fact that the man who was stronger than herself was fighting the disease alone in the hospital.

"I clearly promised him to keep the title of [strongest], but now not only am I trapped like this, I'm also going to die here. Do you feel like you broke your promise? Hehe."

Kyubey's voice came out accurately, just as he said, he had the ability to read minds.

"Sure enough, not only do they know what will happen next, they've even investigated our past."

The [Fighter] retracted his fist and slowly exhaled.

For some reason, even though the opponent was not afraid of her attack at all, [Fighter] Ogami Sakura felt that the opponent was lying, lying about mind reading.

"No matter how exaggerated your so-called talents are, you are still just an ordinary person with mortal flesh and blood. How could you possess so many special talents at the same time?"

"That place where they suddenly brought me in, that's why you were called a 'spectator'."

"Can you hear people's thoughts there, or does it have a similar function?"

Kyubey slowly stood up, brushed off the dust on his body, and walked to an open area of ​​the stadium, sighing:

"I really shouldn't underestimate everyone. Uh, although I didn't underestimate you, I didn't expect that you, who is responsible for the military, can also be so smart. You are much smarter than the other two girls."

"Hmm, a [fighter], huh? Those who learn techniques have a different perspective than those who simply train their bodies."

"Tsk, so you're also calling me stupid and energetic, right?"

[Swimming] looked at the [Onlooker] who came to his side and did not avoid him.

"You're not afraid... Oh, so I told you you could survive anyway, so you're not afraid. You really do trust me."

Kyubey shook his head helplessly, turned around and looked at the [Fighter] who had followed him to the open space, and said with eyes full of expectation:

"Each Kyubey is an independent individual, so I also have my own contract indicators."

"Well, if you want to make a deal with me, please meet my requirements first."

[Fighter] frowned, because he had been threatened once by others with the motive of hostage-taking, and had made a very difficult request.

When no one commits the crime, choose one person to kill.

As someone who was a top-tier and strongest person both inside and outside the academy, there were many cases where someone attempted to use their power through transactions. Naturally, he was mentally prepared at this moment and asked Kyubey:

"What do you want me to do?"

The opportunity to judge Kyubey's position had come, and the [Fighter] couldn't help but clench his fists. He planned to pretend not to know and get rid of the other party as soon as possible after confirming that the other party was in the same group as Monokuma, before the other party made any threats.

As for the situation where he could move himself to other places at that moment, the [Fighter] had already figured out several ways to crack it and could try them at any time.

"Hit me with all your might."

"Hmm? Is it mind reading?"

“No, it’s a request.”

"As a [Super High School Level Fighter], he possesses strength and explosive power that are beyond compare among ordinary people, as well as expertly mastered power-generating techniques."

“As a [safety] test, it’s the best option.”

[Fighter] closed his eyes and carefully considered the intention behind [Observer]'s request, and couldn't help but think of Kyubey's reaction when he came to [Swimming] just now.

(You're not afraid... Oh, so it is...)

"In a life-or-death situation, you're going to use your mind-reading skills to the fullest extent possible to dodge my powerful punch?"

"Well, since you want me to give it my all, I won't be polite."

"Let's see whether you are faster or I punch faster."

So, with Kyubey's nod of agreement, the [Fighter] began to accumulate strength at close range, and with a shocking shout, he punched Kyubey unexpectedly without any attempt to dodge or defend himself.

Just as [Fighter] was about to hit Kyubey with a look of shock and unable to retract his strength, [Swimming] saw from the side that a very eye-catching and familiar thing appeared in Kyubey's hand.

That's a gold medal

At the same time, Paper Line, who had already taken the [Idol] back to the Impression Space as if it were an item, threw it back into the outer layer of the witch's barrier, then looked at the [Baseball Player]'s indifferent eyes and placed it in the center of the trial court in the Impression Space.

After doing all this, Zhixing finally had time to look at the class judging stage around him.

Looking around, I saw sixteen doors covered with stage curtains on the surrounding walls, which corresponded exactly to the sixteen positions for the class judging.

It doesn't take much thought to know that most likely they correspond to various places of execution.