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The largest building of the compound stuck out as particularly interesting to Tsubasa. Gesturing for Tomomi to follow, he headed towards it, eyes catching on the sign at the top.
"Monokuma Resort"
Monokuma? What the heck is a Monokuma? Curious, Tsubasa glanced back at Tomomi. "Do you know anything about this 'Monokuma' thing?"
Tomomi shook her head, tapping a finger to her chin. "I'm not sure," she admitted. "What do you think it is?"
As nice as it was for Tomomi to continue giving Tsubasa something to do, her lack of a definitive response was a bit irksome. Sighing, Tsubasa looked back at the sign, examining it for any slight alterations in the lettering that might indicate some sort of clue. Finding none, he sighed. "Might have something to do with Hope's Peak. A mascot, maybe, or a company sponsor. They have to get their money for facilities somewhere."
"Great idea," Tomomi cooed. "Should we go inside?"
"It can't hurt." Deciding nothing could go horribly wrong by just going inside, Tsubasa moved to open the door, holding it open for Tomomi.
The lobby of the building looked mostly normal--it was large and open, with some large windows along the opposite wall. Potted plants sat in rows near the sides and corners, providing a lively atmosphere. The air inside felt heavier but cleaner; Tsubasa drew in a deep breath, letting himself smile. It wasn't the worst place, though it definitely didn't seem like a school. Additionally, the "resort" label had him confused.
He suddenly heard the sound of chattering voices coming from one of the hallways to the side. Instinctively, Tsubasa held out an arm to keep Tomomi behind him, watching the direction from which the voices came.
A boy and girl emerged from the hallway, the boy currently telling what seemed to be a very engaging story.
"...but since I have no idea how to play pool I totally botched my first try. It was fun anyways, though, so maybe we can try it...oh!"
Tsubasa tensed, realizing the boy had spotted him. The newcomer waved exaggeratedly, gesturing for his companion to follow him over to Tsubasa and Tomomi.
"Hi! You two must be other students. See, Yua, I told you we would probably find other people if we came this way! So what are your names? What are your Ultimates?"
Loud. Chatty. A bit obnoxious. Doesn't seem like a bad kid, though. Tsubasa offered a wave. "I'm Susugihara Tsubasa, Ultimate Aeronautics Engineer. This is Tanaka Tomomi, Ultimate...gravure model?"
"Close enough," Tomomi agreed.
The newcomer gasped, awe in his expression. "Wow, those are such cool talents. I hope mine turns out to be just as cool as that!"
Turns out to be? "What are you talking about?"
The newcomer giggled, scratching his neck. "Well, see, you guys probably don't remember how we got here either. Right? So there's that, but for me I also...can't remember what my Ultimate talent is. So I've got no idea! But anyways, it doesn't really matter--my name's Himura Nagisa. Call me Nagisa!"
Does everyone in this place go by their first names? Must be a friendly group.
"You can call me Tomomi," Tomomi added, waving.
"Nice to meet you, Tomomi!"
Tsubasa's eyes fell to Nagisa's female companion. He dipped his head to her, stuffing his free hand in his pocket. "So you guys don't remember how we got here either. And I can assume you're also looking for others. Well then, you're welcome to come along with Tomomi and I. What's your friend's name?"
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From the moment she woke up, Aimi couldn't help but think she had awoken in a Hitchcock movie.
The hospital she had found herself in with her companion was spacious, at least, but it was also dripping with horror movie clichés at every turn and suspense oozed over the premises. Something was wrong, in her gut she felt it...but Aimi couldn't imagine just what it was.
She bowed to the two boys who had just showed up, not bothering with a smile. She didn't know them and they didn't know her--for all she knew, they could have been in charge of this strange occurrence and simply lying about their memory loss.
At least giving them a name couldn't hurt. "Wakabayashi Aimi. It's nice to meet you, Yamada."
If nothing else, having another student to wake up with was a bit of a comfort. Aimi didn't feel quite so nervous when she had someone she could confirm as being in the same situation--she and Hayashi had woken up around the same time, so it was highly unlikely the girl could have arranged everything to be so eerie and knocked herself out in time to make it look like she was awakening from a strange unconsciousness.
Speaking of companions, they still hadn't met Yamada's. Aimi dipped her head to the black-haired boy. "And who is your companion? Are you also Hope's Peak students?"
Briefly, she wondered if the two had any belongings on them--anything worth swindling while she was walking. Aimi herself had nothing and she had already confirmed Hayashi's lack of stuff, but it was worth asking the newcomers. She was in the mood for a free bite to eat.
"On a related note to our memory loss, are you two gentlemen missing all your things too? I seem to have misplaced my wallet and other belongings."