It's been a few years since the Killing School Life that took place in the sealed Hope's Peak Academy. The survivors of Class 78 has joined forces with the Future Foundation in order to restore the world and put an end to the Tragedy.
However, even...
"O-Oh Kami...! Asahina!" Makoto weakly cried out as he looked down on Aoi's body.
"No no no!" Monomi gasped in horror, covering her mouth with her paws. "Please tell me that I'm still asleep and this is just a nightmare!"
Makoto's shaky breathing continued as he felt his knees go numb...
"Mmmph..."
That is, before he heard quiet moaning coming from Aoi's body.
She slowly got up and nonchalantly yawned, the bloody knife in her chest dropping down on the floor. "Huh...?" Aoi wondered before looking down to see her suit jacket covered in blood. "Aah! What's going on?!"
"Oh, thank goodness you're not dead!" Usami smiled. "But you must be hurt! Do you feel faint or lightheaded? Is there discomfort?! Quick, find something to stop the bleeding!" She panicked.
Makoto picked up the knife and sniffed the tip where the red liquid was. "What the...? Tomato sauce?" He tilted his head. He pressed his index finger into the blade, but it just retracted into it. "And a toy knife...?"
"...Hm?" Aoi tilted her head up to the sound of dripping, before she widened her eyes in shock and horror.
"Huh?" Usami did the same. "AHHH!"
Makoto looked confused and turned around the see what it was, but when he did, his reaction was the same as them.
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Makoto's fair skin lost a bit of its color as his eyes forced the boy to keep looking at the image that he soon wouldn't forget.
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"Th-That's not tomato sauce, is it...?" Monomi muttered quietly.
"The Attacker was able to get in here, so that could've been any of us..." Aoi said.
"It's happening...again..." Makoto lightly clenched his fist. "How many times do we have to go through this...?!"
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"Incredible. During the Killing School Life, you never gave into despair. Countless lives were changed because of that. So spare me your slug-shouldered modesty! People are rooting for you, jackass!"
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The Great Gozu's words to him echoed in Makoto's mind as he bowed his head down in shame and regret. "I'm sorry..."
The three would then stare down at The Great Gozu's body in silence, sadness clear as day on their faces as they mourned the loss of their fallen ally.
