#fuyuko endo — ultimate investigative journalist

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“Are you sure!?”

Fuyuko’s desperate question caught the attention of some of the other students, but not for long enough after Ryoichi quietly told her to lower her voice. None of the two boys talking to her could find fault with her reaction, however; those news, deeply unpleasant and baffling, could only be met with that same shock or a disgust that Fuyuko wasn’t able to express. Yuji sighed, but at last nodded, his expression sullen beyond what was expected from his usual energetic demeanor.

“The old geezer’s planning on marrying her off by August,” He explained, hopelessness dripping from every word. “Some relatives tried to reason with him, but that bastard won’t listen at all. …After White Day, they’re planning on introducing her to her future mother-in-law in a fancy party in a cruise. She said I shouldn’t tell any of you, but I’m stuck. Any ideas?”

Ryoichi bit his lower lip, a frown settling in his face. “…there’s virtually nothing we can do about it. The only way to stop this would be to make her grandfather or the fiancé to back down, but…”

The conversation would leave and enter his mind with ease, not piquing his interest for long enough to keep himself entertained. And yet his mind was working through the problem, attempting to make a plan of his own to assist as he could. What should be done? What laws would he be willing to break or skillfully dodge? Should he sport an identity he had prepared, create a new one, simply appear as he was? Should he help her openly, or should he operate from the shadows, as he so often did time and time again? It was a question of whether his arrogance would step between him and his need to help a maiden in distress, one that he recognized as his rival and equal, or if he would defeat his pride and dash towards her with no regards for his well-being.

Eventually, he turned to the side, to another beauty he kept in mind too often for his own liking. Chika had been doodling in her notebook for a while, absentmindedly copying the face of a heroine from an anime he vaguely remembered. Her nails were nicely painted, and the patterns were what he expected from a girl whose life was flowers and their symbolism.

“Chi-chan, I didn’t even notice how cute your nails looked!” He smiled brightly, taking her free hand in his own, making the girl blink confusedly. “Say, aren’t these flowers that bloom near the ocean? Arme… Arma…”

Her cheeks dusted pink from the contact, but her embarrassment was soon replaced by genuine joy. “Armeria maritima! They’re pretty common in Britain, I’m surprised you know them! They’re usually called ‘sea thrift’ though.”

He nodded enthusiastically, before tilting his head. “Say, you know I didn’t live in Tokyo for all that long, is there any place with a nice view of the sea here? Not a beach, you know, I don’t really like the sand~”

“…hm, the few beaches in the coast don’t have the best water, but… if you’re not talking about those, then what about Tokyo Bay?”

“There’s a bay in Tokyo!?”

By the end of their long discussion, of Kaito playing dumb and his classmate and friend telling him about the Tokyo Bay, she agreed to later show him the way to it.

…so I’ll have a nice opportunity to study the ports, and maybe even learn of when the cruise will sail. Asakura Chika, you’re the best unintentional partner in crime~☆

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Another successful year of detective-ing!!!

“Another year of being the least interesting cousin!”

“Another successful year being the best friend ever!”

They’re both holding Yukie, one from each side. They seem a bit more thrilled about coming to her birthday than she is, but she’s happy. …On the inside, she will be grumbling loudly if they don’t let her go.

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💀🍀

💀 - First Victim?

“I thought I’d at least live to see the second chapter, but…”

“I’m sorry for the other me the most. He didn’t even get to protect you. Welp, as your big bro, I’d never let that happen to you!”

🍀 - Most Unfortunate Death (Ex: Died on Toilet)

“I mean, my death was pretty sad but… I’d say Fuyuko-chan had it worse. She was so close to discovering who the real mastermind was!”

“That must’ve been hard for that me, but I think your double had it worse. Stumbling on a killer’s plan and having to be silenced… That Fuyuko was at least ready to die if needed, you didn’t even prepare for it.”

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Happy Birthday, Yukie!!! We love you!!

“Yeah, yeah, thank you—!!!”

She’s being suffocated by a very excited Fuyuko. Please, congratulate her at a better time.

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Nice do Ryoichi lookin kyuuuTE

“Ah, this?” He touched the end of his ponytail, almost beaming at the thought someone commented on it. “My hair grows fast so I usually tie it up until it’s too big for my taste. I’m happy that you like it!”

“Let me braid it next time—”

“No.”

“Oh, come on!”

The boy touched his hair defensively, stepping back. “You’re always way too violent when you’re brushing my hair, I’m not letting you touch it!”

“…” Fuyuko gave him a devilish smirk, sending shivers down his spine. “Oh, I can’t touch it?”

When one sprinted forwards, the other ran away.

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You guys should make the guy fall in love with Chika :*

“Give me one reason why I shouldn’t gouge your eyes out right now.”

“How about you chill, Kogane? …Anyway, we’re not trading a girl for the other. That’d just make her unhappy too.”

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She locked her bedroom’s door behind her. They always managed to turn her birthday into a fight between the branch families, huh? A day that was supposed to commemorate her and her life up to that point ended up being just a new occasion to show their “perfect” daughter to the others.

She threw herself into her futon. She didn’t even have the energy to look for her headphones, to listen to music instead of her relatives leaving the house. Instead, she picked her phone.

Unread messages. Fuyuko sent her something.

[Fuyuyuyu (´,,•ω•,,)♡: Happy bday, Emi!! Im preparing your gift, gonna give it to you tomorrow 👌]

[Emi: Σ>―(〃°ω°〃)♡→Σ>―(〃°ω°〃)♡→Σ>―(〃°ω°〃)♡→Σ>―(〃°ω°〃)♡→Σ>―(〃°ω°〃)♡→Σ>―(〃°ω°〃)♡→Σ>―(〃°ω°〃)♡→Σ>―(〃°ω°〃)♡→Σ>―(〃°ω°〃)♡→Σ>―(〃°ω°〃)♡→Σ>―(〃°ω°〃)♡→Σ>―(〃°ω°〃)♡→ thank u my fren, ilyyyyyyyyy]

[Birthday Girl: Emi Jagemann]

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Flew into the air?

“No one knows how he does it, but he does it. Every time he’s high up and you think he has no escape? His cape does… a weird thing, I can’t really describe it, and he flies into the air! It’s honestly impressive. He would get a 8/10 score if he wasn’t a dirty thief.”

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Wait, did Yukie arrest Dupont or Gautier? i'm not following sorry

“DuPont! It was epic. He did catch her though. It was, well, kinda romantic. They flew through the air and all!”

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This will be interesting to watch

“Yukie-chan arrested him last time, I’m sure she can do it again. …And this time, he won’t escape!”

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Gautier? Is the statue meant to be his gift, or just the card? Plus, even if it is meant to be a gift, how is this Gautier going to receive it?

“…oh. So somehow you learnt about that, huh. Yukie-chan was put on the case, and since we work together, she gave me those details. Can’t publish them though. We couldn’t make heads or tails about that. I mean, how did these two thieves even get in contact with each other? Gautier is in Hope’s Peak, and we haven’t seen him interact with anyone suspicious so far. And second, why would DuPont give him some sort of… I don’t know, criminal shout-out? Can’t be the statue, because that’s not how he usually operates, but he never dedicated a separate card to another criminal before either. What’s his game?”

…Fuyuko also seems confused.

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I wouldn't call it arrogance if he was able to go through with his claim

“Newsflash: I don’t care. He’s still a smug, stupid criminal.”

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What a calling card

“It’s the usual. ‘Blah blah blah I said I would pick up the stuff if you didn’t send it to me look how cool I am blah blah blah.’ How can a guy be that arrogant? Sheesh.”

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“Ohmygod. Nikei!? Yomiuri Nikei!? I’ve read some of the stuff you wrote! I’m so happy to meet you!” She promptly took his hand, shaking it with unsurprising enthusiasm considering how she talked about him. “I’m free whenever you want, really! Ah, but I want to see some of your earlier works, okay? If we’re gonna share, we gotta make it fair!”

She wasn’t really one to badmouth her classmates (…often, at least), but it was good to finally have someone to bond over journalism. I mean, she can’t really do that with musicians, historians and even other type of writers, right?

Meanwhile, one of the pink-haired girls, Josette, turned her head towards Syobai. Her eyes sparkling, she went to speak to him, and—

“Well, easy on the eyes,” She responded, like she didn’t just shove the linguist away with one hand, “it’s a matter of being practical I guess. Which’s faster, letting them introduce themselves at once or let ‘em do it individually and run their mouths off?”

With a shrug, as if responding to herself, she smiled a little. Itsuki seems to want to waste as little time as possible with this, but at the same time… she doesn’t look like she minds talking to Syobai. “And they get friends like this, so they stop bothering me when I want to nap. It’s win-win.”

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It's maaaaaagic

“It really feels like magic!”

Since she was little, magic tricks always made her this excited. But at the same time, she was trying not to sound like a fascinates little kid.

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That sounds super cool

“And it really is,” Fuyuko sighed, putting her hand under her chin. “But I mean, it’s a criminal’s way to escape the crime scene. I feel kinda bad for being so impressed.”