Thread: Danganronpa 2.5: Return To Hope's Peak Academy (Athene & Potter-kun)

Makoto Naegi , Hajime Hinata , Nagito Komaeda Sadly, this kind of situation is only new to you. Nagito chimed in as they climbed the stairs, cluing Akane in to just what the others might have gone through before. Still, he decided to not say anymore about it...if the others wanted to inform Akane of their situation, they could. He was in no position to due so for them, it just wouldn't feel right. He could feel Akane's gaze on him as they walked, he was surprised she trusted him somewhat already...he would be the first to admit that he often gave off what could be described as a shady aura. Still, he could tell she hadn't let her guard down either. He kept his hands out of his pockets, hoping that would put her slightly more at ease, knowing his hands weren't close to any weapons. Once they reached the floor he wanted to be on, Nagito picked up his pace a little, walking quickly towards the classroom he had been told about. He had noticed how clean the other rooms were...there was a chance this room had been cleaned as well, scrubbed of the memories of what happened here. Still, he couldn't be sure and he steeled himself, grasping the door before forcing it open and walking in. Hajime quickly realized his mistake as he walked it, but he couldn't exactly look away either. Aoi had as perfect body and he was taking it all in the brief moment he had. Her curves were perfect, her tanned skin seemed to shimmer in the light. Her breasts, quite large, were cutely covered by her hands. He wished he could have seen her backside for more than just the brief moment he had seen it before she pressed her back against the wall, but he had to leave quickly before she condemed him eternally to be a pervert. So...SORRY! Hajime quickly yelled and bowed before stumbling out of the room. He wasn't normally one to lose his cool, but he figured any man his age would after seeing a sight like that. He doubted even Byakuya would maintain his normal calmness. Still, he managed to get his way into the male locker room and changed into a pair of swimming trunks. It was a quick change as he tried to cool his head off. He walked out into the pool area proper and examined it...just like everything else, it seemed to be well maintained, despite how long they had been gone. He was wondering if someone had been living here ever since they left....he put that thought to the side as he waited awkwardly for Aoi to come out of the locker room. Makoto chuckled at Kyoko's on the nose quip. She had changed quite a bit over the past few years, becoming a lot more social and kind, and he rather liked seeing that side of his girlfriend. He noted the state of the storage room as well and nodded. It is strange.....I mean, while society has been recovering...gathering this amount of supplies would have taken awhile, even with a lot of wealth. I can't help but wonder if whoever trapped us here has access to such wealth...and also, if they've been living and if so, for how long... Makoto tapped his finger against his head, a habit of his while he thought. He had shown natural gifts of deduction and reasoning during the Killing Game and his time with Kyoko had only honed those gifts. He considered himself a pretty decent partner to the Ultimate Detective now. We'll need more clues....how about you lead us to wherever you'd like to look next? He gave her a smile as he looked out a screen that no had the time printed on it...it seemed they at lest had an hour and change until their arranged meet time. Still plenty of time to explore.