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Kak Bon, good morning! I hope this message find you fine there. It's been a while to greet you but I do miss your existence and your art around my timeline.

Anyway, Kak Bon, kayaknya aku once pernah izin buat gunain salah satu nama karakter dari cerita Kak Bon (Kavaranu) as my roleplayer's name, kalau sekiranya diizinin lagi, apa boleh aku gunain nama Kavaranu buat nama OC akunku, kak? (Dulu aku boyfriend rent yang kebetulan udah graduate, niatku aku mau pakai akun itu buat cari temen dan mungkin juga jadi assistant manager another bf/gf rent, dan aku berniat buat ganti inisial). Jadi sekiranya aku diizinin, mungkin aku bakal gunain nama Kavaranu di akun itu. Neways, itu aja. Hopes everything going well for you today and every next days, Kak Bon! e_c.

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[Fuyuhiko x Reader] Love! Love! Chapter 6: You’ve Got Mail!

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Warning: Mature; Danganronpa 2 spoilers

Italicized text = emphasis / inner dialogue / sound effects

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Last edit: 2020-11-27

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On that fourth day, Monokuma had informed you that an organization by the name of World Ender is responsible for bringing you to the islands as well as bringing about the end of the world.  He also claimed that the alleged traitor is working for the said organization, to which Monomi had no comment.

On the fifth day, Nekomaru and Kazuichi confessed to having tied up Nagito and leaving him in the dining hall of the old hotel building.

And on the fifth night, Monokuma unveiled the next “motive” for the killing school trip: Twilight Syndrome Murder Case .

⇢

On the sixth day since arriving on the Dangan Islands, you return to your cottage from breakfast to find a small, white envelope sticking out of your mailbox.  You pull it out to discover that it's blank and stick your head inside to check for anything else that you may have missed, finding a decent-sized box stuffed all the way in the back.  You reach your arm in to pull it out and learn that it is unaddressed, too.  You bring the batch of mail to your room and set the items at your desk.  The box was unexpectedly heavy.  

You open the white envelope to uncover a letter handwritten in bold, black print as if etched by a heavy hand.  It's marked with today’s date on top:

{

I might have found a clue that pertains to you.  If you wish to discuss it, meet me at the diner on the second island at 8 pm tonight.  I advise you not to discuss this with anyone else, and come alone.  If you’re worried about this being a setup, I'm leaving my gun and knife with you.  Don’t shoot yourself.  Don’t cut yourself either.

- Kuzuryu

}

You nearly drop the letter and swivel over to the cardboard box.

TH-THERE’S A GUN IN THERE!?!?!?

Suddenly you notice your heartbeat pounding in your ears like iron against an anvil.

You have to see it for yourself.

Box cutter in hand, you cautiously inch your way over to the box, pick it up, and carry it to your bed.

You take a deep breath.

You drag the blade along the rusty cardboard and empty its contents.  Sure enough, there is a pistol and tanto laying on your bed.

Well shit.

It takes approximately sixty seconds for your heartbeat to calm down before you can even think about how to proceed.  

Well, I can’t just leave them here.  

You punctiliously inspect the items before you:

You recognize that the pistol is the same one that Fuyuhiko had used to disable the machine gun.  It feels cold, metal, and heavy, like a block of lead in your hands.

The knife, by comparison, is light but razor-sharp.

You secure the items inside your bag.  

Clearly, you have no use for them as the Ultimate Diplomat.  However, seeing as Fuyuhiko went through all the trouble of delivering them to you, along with the letter, you figure that he must really want to talk to you.  By relinquishing his weapons to you, he is disarming himself and leaving himself vulnerable.  You can’t imagine he’d be hiding any other weapons within his suit, considering that the only thing he had on him in the classroom were the clothes on his back, and while he could undoubtedly kill you with his bare hands, somehow, you don’t think that’s the case, especially since you are the one who is armed now.  

You fold the letter back up and place it back inside the envelope, put it in the box, leaving it on the floor beside your desk.  You resolve to meet Fuyuhiko at the diner at eight pm tonight.

⇢

Fuyuhiko is sitting at the middle booth under the only light on in the diner.  He is staring past the large, yellow envelope he had set in front of him, fists under folded arms, when you walk in, your usual, cheery self.

“Hey, I got your letter!  You said you wanted to speak to me about something?”

He motions for you to join him.  He looks more tense than usual and attempts to clear the qualms scratching at his throat. “Yeah, thanks for coming.”  

You set your bag down on the seat next to you.  “No problem!  So, what did you want to speak to me about?”

He directs your attention to the yellow envelope on the table between you and slides it across to you.  “I found this while I was on the islands.  I was wondering if you could look at what’s inside, and tell me what you know about it.”

“Sure!”  

For the second time today, you open a mysterious envelope, and for the second time today, you are blindsided by a piece of paper.

Shit.  This is a waste of time.   Just from the look on your face, Fuyuhiko can tell that you don't know a thing about what lay inside the envelope.  He had been studying you ever since you walked through the door, and upon witnessing your reaction to what lay inside the envelope, your e_c eyes had become the most innocent eyes he had ever seen.

Your eyebrows were raised as if they were desperately trying to let in as much light as possible from the dinky light fixture above to discern what exactly it is that you are looking at.

What you are holding in your hands is what appears to be the spitting image of you and Fuyuhiko outside Hope’s Peak Academy, dressed in its signature brown and white school uniforms.  Your gaze is unfixed at some point beyond the foreground, with your ever-present smile parted as if caught in the middle of telling a great story, complete with sweeping hand gestures.  And on your right is Fuyuhiko, whose gaze is fixed on you, with relaxed eyebrows and a soothed smile as if you are the most interesting thing in the world to him.  He looks completely smitten.

You drop the piece of paper as if holding it any longer would cause you to burn.

"Wh-What is this?"  you ask the Fuyuhiko before you.  He was unmoved.

"I don't know."  

"Where'd you find it?"

"Does it matter?  Do you know anything about it or not?"

Seeing as this is a one-way conversation, you search the image for a brush mark or stroke—any sign of forgery or digital alteration—but... nothing .  You sift through your mind, searching for a memory, but... nothing!     

Yet you cannot deny that this is a photo of you.  It has all your flawless imperfections, even the ones that you didn't know you have. Plus, there is something strangely familiar about it.

"No.  I don't," you say.  "But I can see why you think I would, but…"  You search your mind for a memory, but… nothing.   "...I have no recollection of that!   You and I only first met in the classroom at Hope's Peak Academy before being directly transported here, and I haven't even received my school uniform yet, so how can this be possible?"  you exclaim.

"I don't know either..."  Fuyuhiko admits.  He looks distressed.  Then, it suddenly dawns on you.

" ...Unless...—! " You gasp.  "Do you think that what Monokuma said is true!?  That we really did attend Hope's Peak Academy together and lost our memories of it?  That they were stolen!?"

Fuyuhiko is hesitant to answer.  "...That would make sense, wouldn't it?"

"It did remind me of Mahiru's photos…" you muse.

He just felt like a lead weight had been dropped in his stomach.

"Wh-What do you mean?"

You think that the Fuyuhiko looks pale, but that it may also just be a trick of the single light fixture casting a shadow over him.  So, you continue, "It reminds me of the photos that she's taken of us at the beach and at the party on the first island," you explain.  "Candid photography is her specialty, and, I’m no expert myself, but it looks like it was taken by someone who knows how to use a camera.  It makes good use of lighting, composition, and focus, and it looks like it was snapped at just the right moment.  It has all the makings of an Ultimate Photographer.”

The Ultimate Yakuza tightens his fists.  He wants to break something.  He wants to break someone.

“Are you okay?”

Your concern startles him out of his premeditation.

“Y-Yeah...Is that all?”

“That's all I can think of for now at least.”

He looks out the window.  It’s already nightfall, and the only sources of light out are the diner’s whirring neon signs and the streetlights in the parking lot.  8:30 , his watch reads.  His words are coarse and dry like sand.

“Sorry for making you come out so late.  I’ll walk you home.”

He takes the yellow envelope, leaving the picture on the table for you to take.  You go to put it in your bag when you suddenly remember what you had been carrying with you.  "Wait!  I have something for you, too!"  You present the inside of your bag to Fuyuhiko.  "Please take your weapons back.  I've never used a gun, so much as a knife before, so I might end up hurting myself or someone else.  Besides, they’re way more useful in your hands than in mine." you say, remembering how he saved all of you at the ancient ruins.

He stares at them blankly for a moment before taking them up in his jacket.  “Fine.”

⇢

On your way back to the cottages, Fuyuhiko leads the way, gripping the yellow envelope, with you following him closely behind.  Still, you can’t shake the feeling that something is bothering him.  As you go to leave the parking lot and make a left towards the bridge to the central island, you catch a glimpse of the drugstore on the right and stroll up to his side.

"Are you sure you're okay?  We can stop by the pharmacy and pick up something if you want.  They have over-the-counter medicines like aspirin, too.  Or, we can go to the supermarket."

He rebukes you tersely.  "I said I'm fine, and, if I were you, I would worry more about myself, and I wouldn't share that photo with anyone.  Someone might get the wrong idea and think that we're the traitors."

"...Do you think that I'm the traitor?"

He practically scoffs, "No."

"I don't think that you're the traitor either," you smile.

The two of you walk the rest of the way in silence and finally arrive at your cottage.  He waits for you to unlock your door to make sure that you can get inside safely.  He doesn't want any needless casualties on his watch.

"Thank you for walking me back, Fuyuhiko, and for telling me about the photo.  If I think of anything else, I'll be sure to let you know," you assure him.

"Good night," is all he says before turning to walk back to his own cottage.  

"Good night," you reply.  You close the door to your cottage and put the photo in your desk drawer for safekeeping before falling asleep trying to remember a memory that you cannot yet remember. 

⇢

Meanwhile, Fuyuhiko stays up writing yet another note and places it, along with and the rest of the photos he won from Twilight Syndrome Murder Case , into the yellow envelope.

A part of him wished he hadn't told you at all.

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