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First, the students of the 78th Class had all woken up in their own retrospective classrooms, with no recollection of how they got there. Then, they saw the iron plates and security cameras. Next, a weird teddy bear animatronic named Monokuma was declaring that it was Hope's Peak's headmaster and that they all had to live in the academy for the rest of their pitiful lives. 

Of course, the students complained. Sayaka had a booming idol career; her fellow group members were waiting for her! Kiyotaka needed to continue his educational crusade and pursue his dream of becoming Prime Minister of Japan! Leon and Hifumi had their adoring fans! They all had families and lives outside of school! What was this bear thinking?

"Well, for those of you who want to leave," Monokuma mused, "I've established a certain rule!"

"Rule?" Chihiro inquired.

Monokuma's red eye gleamed evilly. "The only student permitted to leave, or should I say, graduate, is the one who commits murder."

"...What?" Asahina asked incredulously.

"You heard me. You hafta kill to get out!"

"What the fuck?!"

"This is bullshit! Let us leave!"

"K-Kill?! There's no way...!"

"Like that's gonna happen! Let me go!"

"While we're talking about rules," Monokuma said, "I should probably mention the other rules I expect y'all to follow while in my institution."

"Your institution?" Hagakure scoffed. "As if. You're a toy bear."

"I'm not a toy bear! Call me that one more time and I'll set your hair on fire! Anyway, rule #2: Do not engage in homosexual relationships."

Celes blinked. "...You went from saying we need to kill each other... to saying we can't be gay?" 

"That's right! Gotta problem? Well, I do! I can't stand faggots! You guys better not be flaming homos!"

"S-Sir!" Kiyotaka bellowed, "I apologize for talking back to the headmaster, but that language and those homophobic slurs are not tolerated in a school environment!"

"Well this is MY 'school environment', so MY rules!" Monokuma twirled gracefully on the podium.

"I've had enough of your silly rules," Byakuya said, "Nobody can tell Togami Byakuya what to do." With that, he strode over Makoto, grabbed Makoto's chin between his fingers, and pressed his lips against the luckster's.

As Makoto's eyes widened because of the surprise attack, Monokuma stammered. "W-W-What?! Y-You... you fag!!" Makoto's face turned red from embarrassment, but he racked up the courage to place his trembling hands onto Byakuya's chest. The heir responded by bending down to kiss and bite the SHSL Luck's neck. Makoto's breaths came in high-pitched rasps as his knees buckled and he crashed to the floor, panting with want. 

"Oh my." Celes commented as Byakuya topped Makoto and pinned the luckster's arms onto the ground. Then, she giggled. "I was about to say something like 'we should do our best to adapt', but, well..." With that, she strode over to Kirigiri. They made brief eye contact before Celes pulled Kirigiri in by pulling her tie and smashed their mouths together. Celes' hands snaked through Kirigiri's long lavender hair as the detective sensually explored the gambler's curves. Kirigiri's emotionless mask cracked as she moaned into Celes' lips and grinded her body against the gambler's. 

Leon chortled heartily. "Hah! We're all going against that prissy teddy bear! I mean, I really dig that idol chick, but count me in too!" He swaggered over to the nearest male, who just happened to be Hagakure, and yelled, "LGBT RIGHTS, MOTHERFUCKER!" at Monokuma before locking lips with the fortune teller.

"No! NO!" screamed Monokuma, "WHAT IS GOING ON? STOP THIS IMMEDIATELY! STOP BEING FUCKING GAY! STOP BEING LESBIANS!" The three improvised couples paid no attention to him and continued passionately making out.

"Although I support homosexuality," Kiyotaka yelled, "Please, classmates, halt your public displays of affection! We are in a school! We cannot let romantic notions and things of the sort hinder our academic success!"

Mondo mumbled absentmindedly, "Well, I'm on a ten-in-a-row losing streak with girls, so maybe I'll give guys a shot..."

Kiyotaka stared nervously at the gang leader beside him. "Er... Oowada-kun, it would not be wise to-"

"Shut the fuck up." Mondo towered over Kiyotaka, only an arms' length in front of the disciplinarian. He placed his rough hands on Kiyotaka's shoulders. "O...Oowada-kun...?"

"You're pretty cute..." murmured Mondo. He cupped Kiyotaka's face in both of his hands. He then leaned down, tilted his head, and kissed the shorter, uniform-clad boy. It was his first time doing something like this; his first time kissing someone. And damn, it felt good. He kissed Kiyotaka deeper and deeper, their lips and tongues sliding clumsily against each other. Mondo trailed his hands down Kiyotaka's muscular back, stopping to firmly squeeze the disciplinarian's ass. Kiyotaka whined and wrapped his arms around Mondo's neck, whispering Mondo's name between ragged gasps of desire.

Asahina and Sakura glanced at each other. Heavy sexual tension was forming in the atmosphere due to the fact that there were eight people kissing each other in the same room as them. After a moment, Asahina shrugged.

"I don't think I can do this whole makeout thing..." she said, "But I still want to show that bear who's boss. Do you just wanna... hold hands?"

Sakura smiled. "That sounds wonderful." She held out her hand, and the swimmer giggled before taking it in her own. The two stood together in a strangely serene peace, their fingers clasped together, exchanging body warmth.

"UGH! You fags make me sick! Monokuma, out!" The bear jumped off of the podium and disappeared behind it. Nobody took notice of him and continued being gay.

"Awww!" Sayaka squealed, "Look, Fukawa, aren't those two so cute?" She pointed to Asahina and Sakura. 

"W-W-What?" Fukawa hissed, "T-Trying to m-make me jealous that n-n-nobody wants t-to make out with me? That Byakuya-sama d-doesn't want to have anything t-to d-do with me? T-Trying to sh-shove it in my face how lonely and UGLY I am?"

"Huh?" The idol chirped, "You feel left out?"

"W-Well of course! Everybody's getting hot action except for me!"

"Well... if you really want someone to make out with you..."

"W-What are you- MMPH!"

Sayaka wrapped her arms around the author's waist to keep her steady as they kissed over and over again. Fukawa moaned with delight and her jaw went slack as the idol trailed kisses along her ears, cheeks, and neck, before returning to the mouth to bite the bottom lip. Sayaka peeked her eyes open, and saw Fukawa blushing furiously and squeezing her eyes shut. The idol smirked. Fukawa was pretty cute once you got close to her. Literally.

Three students, Chihiro, Hifumi, and Mukuro in disguise, stared at the homosexual fiasco from the sidelines. Mukuro, being one of the masterminds of the academic coliseum, knew that Chihiro was actually a male. That made both of the only options left the other gender, so kissing them wouldn't enrage Junko since it would be heterosexual. Hifumi was relieved that there were (seemingly) no more guys left, because he really didn't know what he'd do if he had to cheat on his 2D waifus. Chihiro was thankful that he was pretending to be a girl, because quite frankly he did NOT want to go near the fat doujin artist.

Ding dong bing bong!

The students halted their makeout sessions to look at the monitor in the gym, the source of the sound. Live footage of Monokuma was displayed on the screen.

"Ah, ah, mic test. Mic test. Attention, you bastards. Your homo-ness is disgusting me, so I have opened the vault door. Please leave my presence and my school immediately, you fucking faggots." Click. 

Cheers of joy erupted throughout the gymnasium. The students were allowed to leave! They didn't have to kill each other! Excited, they jogged towards the entrance. True to his words, Monokuma had opened the vault door. 

"Hey man, sorry about that," Leon said to Hagakure, "Just wanted to piss the damned bear off."

"Yeah, no worries, Kuwata-chi! Just put it behind you, bro. We should hang out sometime!" Hagakure waved to the rest of the students and walked out of Hope's Peak.

Fukawa scurried off next, mumbling something about "Byakuya-sama" and "Ew Sayaka". Sayaka looked offended. "Geez, you think she'd be grateful that someone actually made out with someone like her." She strutted outside, flipping her dark blue hair behind her shoulder. One by one, the students stepped outside of the door, wanting to forget Monokuma's threats and the hot action that had occurred only minutes before. Breathing in the fresh Tokyo air, they continued their normal lives once more.

Chapter Text

Hinata Hajime was having the worst day of his life.

It had started out as the best day of his life. He had been scouted to attend the prestigious Hope's Peak Academy, a one-in-a-million chance. But as he had entered his homeroom, some toy white bunny had declared that they were going on a field trip. Seconds later, he had been magically whisked away to an island. A freaking island. Hinata was furious. And suspicious. Something was definitely going to go wrong. 

And that's when he passed out.

 When he regained consciousness, the other Ultimates had assembled at Hinata's general area. They looked quizzically at him before shrugging and minding their own business.

"Hey, uh, Komaeda?" Hinata asked, "Why did they look at me like that?"

"Eh, probably because when they left to explore this place, you were still passed out," the luckster replied.

"Oh." Well, that's embarrassing. 

All of a sudden, a flash of artificial light brightened their surroundings for a painful moment. Then, a particular white rabbit seemingly appeared from where the light had been. Hinata recognized it as the one who had teleported them from Hope's Peak Academy to Jabberwock Islands. 

"You!" He shouted, "You're the one who brought us here!"

"That is wight! I am your teacher, Magical Girl Miracle ★ Usami; Usami for short!"

"Wait," Souda inquired, "How are you saying stars out loud?"

Usami chirped, "Like this! ★★★★★★★★"

"Okay," Akane said, "That's just weird."

"Anyway," Usami added, "Let's start our heart-throbbing school trip!"

Suddenly, the sky turned dark and cloudy, extremely unfitting of an island environment. The temperature dropped immensely.

"Uh, this weather isn't very beach-y" Hinata said, "Can you turn it back?"

"This wasn't my doing..." Usami shivered.

"Huh?"

Before Usami could respond, however, the sound of an incoming message from the intercom played.

Ding dong bing bong!

All heads turned towards a monitor conveniently placed on the trunk of a palm tree. The screen flickered, failing to reveal the perpetrator of the disturbance, but a shrill voice could be heard loudly and clearly.

"Eh, all students, head to Jabberwork Park immediately!" The screen then turned black once more.

"Huh?" Mahiru scowled, "What was that? Who was that?"

"O-Oh no..." Usami muttered, "It can't be... him..."

Peko glanced at the quivering bunny. "Him?"

"Alright, all of you," Twogami commanded, "We're going to Jabberwock Park posthaste. Follow me." The heir trudged along the sand. Hinata and the rest of the Ultimates hesitantly complied.

Upon arriving at Jabberwork Park, the Ultimate students looked around cautiously, scanning the park for the owner of the voice on the intercom. They found it soon after. Or rather, it found them.

"Yoohoo! I'm up here!"

They glanced up, not believing what they saw. A toy bear was seated on the top of the enormous statue in the center of the park. It was half white and half black and looked... slightly intimidating and evil.

It yelled, "Heart-throbbing school trip? NOT ON MY WATCH!" It leaped off of the statue, doing a few front flips mid-air, and landed on the ground acrobatically. It continued, "I mean, who'd wanna do something so lame-sounding?"

"True," Kuzuryuu and Hiyoko said in unison.

"Monokuma!" Usami shrieked, "I knew it was you..."

"Upupu! I'm flattered, I have an adoring fan!" The bear chanted.

"I'm not a fan, desu!"

"Hmph! I know you're not! No fan of mine would even think of continuing this hope-filled loving GARBAGE! RAAARRGGHHH!!" Monokuma charged at the rabbit.

"Ahhhh!" Usami screamed as Monokuma lunged at her. The students couldn't do anything except watch the two animatronics fight for dominance. After a series of punches and kicks and other painful fighting mechanisms, they heard a snap.

"Noooo! My magic stick!" cried Usami. She was kneeling on the ground defeated, helpless without her source of magical powers. Monokuma stood over the broken magical stick, triumphant and victorious. 

"Hah! I'm the boss around here now!" He bellowed, "That means I'm changing the rules around here!"

Tanaka responded, "Rules? Elaborate, puny one."

"P-Puny one?! Grr..." Monokuma revealed his claws menacingly. "Kids these days... so disrespectful! I'll just have to go right into serious, no more Mr. Nice Guy!"

"Ibuki doesn't think you were all that nice in the first place..."

"Quiet! Now, all of you, in order to escape this island, you have to kill someone!" Monokuma's red eye gleamed evilly. "Otherwise, you're trapped here for the rest of your pathetic lives!"

"K-Kill?!" Teruteru shrieked, "No... I don't believe it..."

"Eeek! Here? Forever? No!" Mikan cried. All of the other students agreed with her. They had their own lives to live out back at home! They couldn't possibly stay on some tourist island forever, could they?

"Upupu! Man, I'm loving all these complaints... they're all filled with despair," Monokuma shuddered with pleasure.

"Oh God, I think he's getting a hard-on," Hiyoko noted.

Hinata cringed. "Too much information."

"Anywho," Monokuma added, "That's just the first rule. The second is that no homosexuality will be tolerated."

"WHAT?! That's outrageous!" Nidai hollered, "Sexual orientation is nothing to be ashamed of! Loud and proud!"

"Not in my book! I already had to deal with a lot of gayness in the first game! If any of you start being gay I swear I will cut your heads off!"

"Hm? What do you mean by 'first game'?" Komaeda pondered.

"Game?" Chiaki awoke from her slumber. "I love games- Wait... Are we breaking the fourth wall right now?"

"..."

"Do not make me laugh," Tanaka grumbled, "I, the Supreme Overlord of Ice, blessed with the evil powers of the underworld, will not obey some pathetic mortal being's command." He strode over to Souda and grabbed the mechanic's shoulders. The mechanic winced and attempted to escape, but he was powerless against Tanaka's strong hold.

"Despite your distasteful Earthly garments," the breeder purred, "The power of my evil eye recognizes that you are not any normal mortal. Hair of rose, eye of sakura, and pointed teeth... could it be that you are also a Lord of Darkness?" 

"What the hell are you going on about?" Souda spat.

"This sinister aura... yes... truly, you are also tainted with overwhelming power... I now conjure my infinity unlimited flame of desire!" 

Tanaka snaked one hand through Souda's hair, forcefully yanking it downwards so that the mechanic was looking directly up at him. He wrapped his other arm around Souda's waist to keep him still. Then, he leaned forward and pressed his lips against the mechanic's.

Souda shrieked against Tanaka's mouth and tried to squirm out of his embrace in vain, but the breeder held fast. After several seconds of struggling, Souda stopped resisting and gave into his sexual desires. He pressed his hands against Tanaka's chest and clutched the fabric of the breeder's coat in his fists. As they pressed their bodies harder against each other, they smashed their mouths together over and over, stopping only to swirl their tongues together or catch their breath.

"NO! NOT AGAIN! CUT IT OUT, YOU FAGGOTS!" Monokuma fumed.

Akane shrilled, "Oh, hell yeah! Homophobes like you oughtta be punched in the face! Now, who wants to make out and grab my chest?"

"Ooo! Oo! Ibuki does! She's getting hellaaaaaa stoooked! Ibuki's thirty-one flavors of stoked for all of this sexiness!"

"Good, 'cause I'm comin' for ya!" Akane charged towards Ibuki, but instead of coming together in a romantic embrace, the gymnast's gigantic breasts knocked Ibuki to the ground. Then, when Akane tried to grab Ibuki to prevent her from falling to the ground, in a turn of events, she fell too. At the moment, Ibuki was lying flat on her back being pinned down to the floor by Akane.

"Ah... oops... sorry, Mioda..." Akane flushed.

Ibuki grinned, reached up and grasped the gymnast's shirt collar in her hands. Then, she pulled Akane towards her, causing the gymnast's lips to collide with her own. Akane momentarily froze before she closed her eyes in pleasure. She knocked Ibuki's hands off of her shirt and pinned both of them onto the floor with one hand, using her free hand to fondle Ibuki's breasts. The musician gasped in pleasure and squeezed her eyes shut, moaning every time Akane squeezed or kissed her especially deep.

"Oo la la!" Teruteru exclaimed, "I wanna be a part of this too... alright, ladies, who's gonna be the lucky one?" He puckered his lips, but no girl stepped forth.

No girl.

Nidai bellowed, "Hanamura!! You're up for this fiasco too, are you? THEN SHOW ME ALL YOU'VE GOT!!!" The Ultimate team manager marched up to Teruteru and picked the cook up and held him in his arms.

"Eh?" Teruteru blinked. "But... you're a man......... oh well. Still works for me!" He cupped Nidai's face into his small and pudgy hands, and the two of them leaned forward.

Everybody (who wasn't already making out) turned away. They did not want to see Nidai and Teruteru getting it on. That was just weird. However, turning away didn't stop them from hearing the slurping noises and sensual growls behind them.

Monokuma gagged loudly. "NOOOO! THIS IS SO FUCKING GROSS! STOP IT! STOP THIS HOMOSEXUALITY RIGHT FUCKING NOW!"

"Ew, ew, EW, EWWWWWW!!!!!!" Hiyoko shrieked as she covered her ears, "I don't fucking want to hear those pigshit sons of bitches exchanging saliva! Gross!!"

Tsumiki whispered, "U-Um... Saionji... that's not very nice--"

"Shut the hell up, you fat bitch!"

"Eek! I-I-I'm s-sorry for speaking! I-I'm sorry for being a f-fat biiitch!!" sobbed Mikan as she scampered away.

"Tsumiki, wait!" Chiaki rushed after the bawling nurse.

Mahiru approached Hiyoko apprehensively. "Er... Saionji, that really wasn't very kind of you."

"Ugh, what-fucking-ever! I need something to distract me from those shitty dumbfucks!!" Then, Hiyoko grinned. "Hm... maybe I'll use you as my distraction..."

Mahiru fumed. "I beg your pardon--MMF?!"

Somehow, Hiyoko had successfully pulled Mahiru's face down to her height level and locked lips with the photographer. Mahiru protested immediately, but lost her balance as she tried to back away from Hiyoko. She fell backwards onto her butt, dragging Hiyoko down with her... and into her lap. 

Mahiru looked down at her occupied lap in horror. "W-What the...?!"

"Ooo... you want me to straddle your lap... what a good slut," Hiyoko grinned momentarily before joining their lips together again. This time, Mahiru gave up, not resisting even when Hiyoko tugged on the photographer's tie, loosened it, and started to undo the buttons on her shirt.

Meanwhile, Chiaki had finally managed to catch Mikan. "Tsumiki! Are you alright?"

Mikan sniffed solemnly. "I...I'm fine. It was m-my fault for being a... a... fat b-bitch!"

"Don't say that... you're not fat or a b-word at all... probably."

Tears streamed down the nurse's face. "P-Probably... y-you hate m-me too! I-I'm sorry f-for being a s-skank!"

"...What?" Chiaki sighed. She strode up to the taller girl, stood on her tip toes, and pressed her lips lightly against Mikan's cheek.

Mikan froze, eyes widening and face pinking. "N-Nanami?" she squeaked.

"Don't worry, Tsumiki," the gamer mumbled, "I'll kiss all of your tears away."

She continued pressing chaste kisses against Mikan's cheek as the latter whimpered in content. Chiaki continued, peppering kisses along Mikan's taut neck as the whimpers increased in frequency and volume. Then, Chiaki paused and looked directly into Mikan's eyes.

"You're not a b-word, you're not fat; don't listen to them," the gamer said, "You're worth so much more than what meanies say about you. Okay?"

"But-!"

Mikan was silenced by a kiss to her lips. When Chiaki pulled away at last, she added, "No 'but's. Let me be your confidence, Tsumiki. You have the right to believe in yourself because you're an amazing person. Maybe."

She wrapped her arms around the nurse's curvaceous body as Mikan nodded and smiled. "Okay," the nurse said. Then, Mikan kissed Chiaki deeply as the gamer tightened her arms, pressing their bodies together even harder as they suckled on each other's lips.

"Students!" Usami bellowed, "I can sense the hope and heart-throbbing love! I can feel my power being restored! Keep being gay, dear students! The Hope Fragments are starting to join up!"

Monokuma hollered, "No. NO! I SWEAR I WILL KILL ALL OF YOU. I WON'T HESITATE, BITCH! I'm executing all of you gay fucking fags right now!" A monitor with a big red button appeared out of thin air, and Monokuma was just about to press the button signaling the Ultimates' impending doom, when...

"No you don't! Hyaaaaaa!" Usami flew at the bear and knocked him out of the button's reach.

"Ahhhh! You damn rabbit! I bet you're a faggot too!" He tried to pummel the rabbit, but with her sudden newfound strength and power, she dodged all of his jabs and swerved from his kicks as she landed a few hits of her own on Monokuma. He lay on the ground, severely beaten and powerless to Usami's growing fortitude.

Komaeda and Hinata watched the brawl from a distance. The luckster sighed.

"Isn't this great, Hinata?" he said whimsically, "All of the Ultimate students are joining together to rebel against Monokuma, consequently empowering Usami! Isn't this so... hopeful?"

Hinata looked at him quizzically. "Um, yeah, whatever you say, man."

"It really is too bad that no one would want to kiss trash like me," Komaeda muttered, "I want to be a ray of hope just like all of them."

"Komaeda? Are you okay?"

The luckster had a crazed expression on his face and his eyes looked as if they were swirling around. He cackled softly, mumbling to himself about hope. He truly looked like a maniac. Then, all of a sudden, he peered down at his shoes, looking crestfallen instead of like a lunatic.

"Hinata... it must be great having so much hope, huh?"

"Huh?" Hinata replied incredulously.

"I mean, I don't even have anything to look forward to," Komaeda continued, "I'm just a worthless piece of garbage. No one wants me. No one thinks I'm worth anything."

"H-Hey... that's not-"

"The only worthwhile part of me is my luck. But even then no one cares."

"Komae-!"

"No one thinks luck is amazing like dancing or being a nurse or being a freaking princess. There's no hope for me and IWILLNEVERBEIMPORTANTIWILLNEVERBELOVEDIWILLALWAYSBEALONE-" 

"S-Stop, Komaeda. Stop!" Hinata cried. "If you want to be accepted so badly, fine!" Impulsively, he squeezed Komaeda's face between his hands and kissed the luckster's protruding lips. 

Komaeda was unresponsive for several seconds before he pulled away. Hinata's mind instantly began racking up with worries. Was that too sudden? Does my mouth taste bad? Oh God, what if I offended him? Is this non-consensual? Oh no... Oh no...

Then, Komaeda slowly wrapped his arms around Hinata and pulled the latter into his embrace.

"K-Komae...da?"

"Hinata..." the luckster mumbled into Hinata's hair, "Thank you for accepting me." Komaeda kissed the brunet's head once, then twice, then kissed his ear, cheek, jawbone, and continued lightly dusting kisses wherever he pleased. "Ah... ah! Hah.... nngh..." Hinata groaned into the luckster's neck, resulting in the embrace and the front of their pants tightening.

"I'll make sure you feel accepted too, Hinata," the white-haired boy said, "I'll make you feel hopeful just as you have for me." Their lips joined together again, refusing to separate.

"Awwww!" Sonia squealed, "Isn't that hellaaaa cute?!"

"Ugyuu... it's not just cute... it's so hopeful and heart-throbbingly loving! I can feel the rest of my power returning, desu!" Usami cheered.

Kuzuryuu shrugged. "Whatever," he mumbled.

Peko glanced at her Young Master, and then at Sonia. In truth, she also wanted to participate, but a mere tool didn't deserve such a privilege.

Or so she thought.

Sonia caught her staring at the princess. Peko tried to look away, but she heard the sound of Sonia's heels clicking on the park floor closer and closer to her. She sneaked another look at the royal, only to realize that their faces were just inches away.

Sonia smiled. "You were looking at me, Pekoyama."

The swordswoman felt her face heating up. "I apologize."

"Hey, what are you doing?" Kuzuryuu shouted, but to no avail. Sonia ignored him, instead stepping forward to press her body against Peko's. 

"Pekoyama... I'm sorry for being so brash, but..." As she positioned her pale hands on the curves of the taller girl's waist, Kuzuryuu covered his eyes to block out both the sight beholding him and his impending tears. But he failed to cover his ears. He heard the sounds of two girls kissing, moaning, and breathing erotically. He heard fabric being rustled and out of curiosity and fear, he peeked through his hands. Big mistake. He saw Peko rolling Sonia's socks down and touching the insides of her thighs and Sonia bunching up Peko's skirt to caress the swordsman's ass. He covered his eyes again and silently wept for his unrequited love. 

Alongside the heartbroken Kuzuryuu stood Twogami. The imposter didn't know their real gender, so they weren't sure if making out with Kuzuryuu would count as homo. Plus, the yakuza didn't really look like he wanted anything to do with romance at the moment.

"Uuuwaaaahhhh!!!" Usami cried, "I can feel it! This love... homosexuality... and hope... it has weached its maximum! My powuh has weturned! My magic stick thwives once more!"

"Gyahh!!" Monokuma shrieked, "No! Wait, students... STOP THE QUEER OF IT ALL!" His efforts were in vain, however, since all the students, excluding Kuzuryuu and Twogami, continued making out passionately.

Usami yelled, "Doki doki... BEAM!!!" A bright pink ray of light enchanted with a spell shot from the magic stick to Monokuma. The bear screamed but to no avail, as a few seconds later, an explosion occurred... and Monokuma was no more.

"With this, my students," Usami triumphed, "I have deleted Monokuma and all of his backup models! We are fwee from his tweachewous weign!" The students stopped being gay and cheered for Usami. She blushed before adding, "I will teleport us all back home now! uwu" With a wave of her stick, everything became white.

Then, moments later, everything was green, and they couldn't breathe. The Ultimates tried to clutch their throats, but their movements were sickeningly slow, as if they were encased in a gelatin-like material. Faded echos vaguely sounding like footsteps pounded in their ears. 

Fifteen people sprinted into the Neo World Program room. Hurriedly, they each ran to a treatment cell and opened the hatches. They reached into the green encasement and pulled out the remnants of Ultimate Despair, who now choked on remaining gelatin and gasped for air.

"The rehabilitation was a success!"

"W-What a relief... m-my programming w-worked!"

"I knew you could do it, Fujisaki!"

"Hey, uh, guys? I know we succeeded and all, but we have other things, I mean, people, to worry about." 

Fifteen people turned to glance at fifteen others, who were naked, covered in jelly, and staring back at them with wide eyes.

"We apologize for our insensible behaviour! We will explain the circumstances straightaway."

"Fuck, Kiyo, they probably can't understand yer fancy talk--"

"You are all the remnants of despair, meaning, you were once in the notorious and horrible group known as the Ultimate Despair. As a result, upon capture, you were all rehabilitated by a digital rehab called the Neo World Program. The purpose of it was to reintroduce you to hope."

"Unfortunately," a girl with lavender hair continued, "Someone uploaded a virus into the program, causing Monokuma to be installed, which led to chaos."

Another interruption. "However, you were all able to valiantly revolt against the virus and help the program to expel and delete it!"

Hinata gawked at the one who was presently speaking. Just like him, the this boy also had an ahoge...

The boy with the ahoge smiled warmly. "You have been rehabilitated through your courageous actions. Your trials are now over. Congratulations!"

"It's all over?" Souda said, shocked, "Man, you won't believe what we just experienced... it was pretty crazy... there were homophobes and kissing and--"

"Oh, we know," the ahoge brunet replied, glancing at a blond, "We know."