[Danganronpa] Falling in love with despair and hope

Komaeda Nagito was very happy recently, he found a good friend in the room on the top floor of the wing of the institute.Strange to say, in the huge white space, there is only one room without a door, but with fairly regular railings. The gap that can only be passed by one arm prevents the possibility of everyone entering and exiting.

To all the students in the undergraduate building, I have repeatedly told you that no irrelevant personnel are allowed to enter around the research institute.When someone asks him why he is the only one who is special, Nagito Komaeda often hides everything with a smile.

"Well, maybe I'm lucky."

For Komaeda Nagito, who often sneaks into the research institute to enjoy the scenery that he can't usually see, nothing can compare to having a good friend who can share his feelings.

Although it is to share feelings, most of the time it is just his soliloquy.Nagito Komaeda would occasionally sit in the classroom and think about such problems in distress.

Everything you see, everything you feel.

Whether it is a large flock of flying silk starlings gathered in the air, the lush hedges planted on both sides, the mottled tree shadows reflected on the ground through the leaves, or the reflection of the spring water sprayed by the European-style sculpture standing in the center of the courtyard. That gorgeous light.

Walking in this dreamlike scenery, as long as he thinks about that person in his mind, no matter how many times Komaeda Nagito can't restrain the upturned corner of his mouth.

I want him to see it, I want him to experience it.

A promising future.

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In the afterglow of the setting sun, I skillfully pressed the elevator button again, ⑨, which is also the highest floor.

Komaeda Nagito hummed a strange tune, shook his head slightly, and the tip of his raised hair swayed like a flame.

With a sound of "ding", after the elevator arrived at its destination, the legs that were tightly wrapped in school uniform and appeared more slender stepped out.The leather soles of the formal leather shoes collided with the white tile floor to make a crisp sound, which echoed in the enclosed space.

The man sitting against the wall opposite the railing felt the presence of someone coming and raised his head slightly.

"I'm here to see you." Komaeda Nagito smiled and waved to him, "Kamizuru."

The magnetic but gentle voice is just like Nagito Komaeda, and it is so lingering that it is impossible not to sink into it.

It's a pity that what I'm facing at this moment is a man surrounded by a cold aura (laughs), wearing a black suit and black tie, in stark contrast to the white shirt that quickly blends into the wall.

The long black hair that hangs down to the ground hangs unrestrainedly behind him, exuding an indescribable aura.

As if Shenzuo Chuliu didn't hear his words, even the sitting posture didn't change.This uninteresting reaction did not dampen Komaeda Nagito's enthusiasm in the slightest, he approached the seat of God, almost stuck his body into the gap of the railing, and waved at him again, but of course he didn't get any response.

"Kamiza-kun is really the same." Nagito Komaeda gave a wry smile, not obsessed with the reaction of Kazuno's outflow, and then confided to him, "Today is a good weather, and it feels like a day full of hope."

"By the way, a new student was transferred two days ago. I remember... the name is Makoto Naegi... is it?" Komaeda Nagito scratched the back of his head with his hands, frowned and said with a smile, " I'm sorry, my recent memory is really bad."

But he didn't hesitate for long—or he just ignored it.

"The new junior, Naegi-kun, is quite... um... how should I put it, should I say that she really deserves to be called 'Super High School Level Hope'."

"Ah~ the kind of power that can infect even people in hell..."

He stopped abruptly in the middle of the conversation, and Komaeda Nagito stared at Kazuru with wide eyes, as if he had discovered something, and said in surprise, "Ah, does it mean that Kamizu-kun is interested in 'Super High School Level Hope'? Then It's really rare."

However, the description of Makoto Naegi is not his name "Makoto Naegi", but replaced by "Super High School Level Hope", as if he is sure that the outflow of the gods will not care about this person himself, and the focus of the speech is on him. "Talent".

It is a matter of course that he regards the outflow of God as his friend, and imposes his own will on the other party, but he is not aware of this at all, and has a subtle feeling of excessive self-consciousness.

Asking his classmates to comment on him with pertinent words must be presumptuously underestimating themselves, and the self-abuse-like humble attitude is a bit overwhelming.But it was surprisingly easy to get along with, and the students attributed everything to the fact that he is a calm and cheerful person after all.

Two words best describe Shenzuo Chuliu's attitude towards him, indifference.

It's better to say that he didn't care about the existence of Komaeda Nagito at all.

Nagito Komaeda covered his mouth with his hands, and a few traces of laughter leaked from between his fingers, "Sure enough, it's just as I thought, Kazuru-kun...is he also Hope Chef?"

Outflow from the seat of God: "..."

"I'm pursuing hope from the bottom of my heart." Komaeda Nagito spread his arms, raised his head slightly, and his eyes were yearning for hope.

God Zuo's clear-cut fingers trembled, and his clear and cold voice was devoid of any emotion.

"Do you really understand what you're after?"

Komaeda Nagito lowered his head and grinned, the shadow created by his bangs covered his eyes, and the two spoke slowly at the same time.

"That is--"

"Despair called hope."

"A hope called despair."

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According to his calculation, the time that Shenzuo Chuliu stayed here should not be less than two months. Since he can remember, what his eyes have been in contact with is this piece of white.

Whiteness full of despair.

He had nearly dozens of ways to get out from here, but in the end he didn't use any of them.Because he couldn't think of what to do after going out, closed his eyes, his mind was full of knowledge of this world—empty, pale knowledge.

Whether it was happy, sad, painful, any memory that could arouse his emotions disappeared completely.

There's nothing wrong with staying here.

Kamizuo Chuliu thought so from the beginning.

The mutation appeared in No.60 for three days.

The elevator, which had never moved from the seat of God until now, made a creaking sound on this day.

In the silent space, this faint sound was like a stone thrown into a calm lake, causing waves to appear on the entire lake.

The elevator doors slowly opened to both sides, and the person who came gradually revealed his appearance.

A brown student uniform, leather shoes, a vest, a shirt, and a head of white hair curled up defying gravity.This is the first time that the image of Komaeda Nagito has come into the eyes of Kamiza Deruu.

Most importantly, he saw the words "Hope's Peak Academy" on the school badge on the white-haired boy's chest.

For some reason, there should be no memory of the name, but as long as I recite it in my heart, there will be an indescribable feeling.

The white-haired boy looked around curiously, his round eyes observed nimbly, but there was a trace of innocence and liveliness.After groping around and finding nothing worth noting, the white-haired boy finally turned his attention to the outflow of the seat of God.

"Um... are you a person who lives here?" The cautious voice carried the tenderness of a teenager. After waiting for a while, he found that Kamizuru didn't intend to answer him, so he continued to ask without hesitation, "My name is Komaeda Nagi Dou, what about you?"

Kamizuru didn't know why this student named Komaeda Nagito appeared here, but judging from the current situation, his arrival may not be a bad thing.

He was thinking in silence, and Komaeda Nagito was also waiting for him with a smile, as if firmly believing that the long-haired man opposite would tell him his name.

A very dull few minutes.

"The seat of God is out."

Like a voice from far away, ethereal and illusory.

"The God of God..." Komaeda Nagito repeated his name, vaguely remembering something, "Isn't that..." After a pause, he smiled, "What a good name."

In order to alleviate the awkward atmosphere between the two, Nagito Komaeda decided to start the topic by himself.

"Then, why did Kazuru-kun stay in such a place?" Komaeda Nagito put forward his own conjecture, "In such a remote place, there are still a large number of people in charge. Could it be that... is Kamizu-kun a very important person? .”

But he immediately shook his head and overthrew it, "No, in the research institute...then it's...the experimental subject?"

Experimental body.Shenzuo Chuliu tensed his body, exuding a dangerous smell all over his body.He has also guessed his identity, and the probability of this possibility is quite high.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Nagito Komaeda quickly waved his hands, and smiled awkwardly, trying to ease Kamizuru's emotions, "I'm just joking."

Finding that there was still black air coming out from behind the seat of God, Komaeda Nagito lowered his shoulders, lowered his head, with a dejected look, "Ah... I'm really unlucky, even if I communicate casually, I will touch God's seat. restricted area."

Kamizuru frowned, feeling a sense of disobedience in Komaeda Nagito.

It can't be seen from the other party's sincere smile, but it makes people feel that his appearance is as unpretentious as his heart, so where does this strange sense of disobedience come from?

"Ah, does it mean that Kazuru-kun is watching me?" Komaeda Nagito asked, pointing at himself and tilting his head.

Still an extremely sharp guy.

"No need, I will never deceive Kazuru-kun." Frowning for a while, Komaeda Nagito felt that what he said was not quite right, "It's not so much that I won't deceive Kazuru-kun, it's better to say that I will tell everyone They won't lie."

No, it's not a matter of disobedience at all.

This person named Nagito Komaeda is probably broken.

Kamizuo closed his eyes, and the other party's words came to his ears.

"Mr. God, do you know what 'hope' is?"