Week 5. Tuesday night. Contains DRV3 spoilers.

[whatsmytalentagain]

[It took him forever to just go and tell her what's on his mind. Hell, it would have taken longer if he hadn't almost blurted it out at the meeting.

... Yeah, it's not exactly blurting out and speaking when you've decided to communicate mainly through a notebook, but she said she could talk to him... So here he is, knocking on her door late at night.

If she awnsers the door, she'll notice that the notebook in his hand right now isn't the same multi-subject Fayflower brand notebook he's been using. It's the smaller one from last week.]

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[throwabookatit]

[ As he relaxes, she lets out a gentle sigh, and starts rubbing circles into his back. ]

That's right. It's alright. Just stay here right now. You can do that.

[ He's allowed, to just relax here. The fury of hers, it'll come. Who would kill a kid, who would put a kid through something like this? Twice? But, right now, she quells it. That's not what this boy needs. ]

[whatsmytalentagain]

[She'll feel him go slightly limp in her arms as he gently nods into her shoulder.

God, now he's being reminded of that maid... He never knew his mother, and his dad was so busy he hired a maid to look after him and his siblings. Best surrogate parent he knew.

... Man. What must Rebecca be thinking? She lose someone too? He doesn't know if he should ask.]

[throwabookatit]

[ What's she thinking right now? Well... It's something to the tune of his idea, at the meeting. The misinformed one, that as it turns out might have some truth to it. ]

...I can't...tell you who, but- it might do good for you to know...you're not alone in this. There are others, I know, who weren't...alive, before this place.

[whatsmytalentagain]

... Huh?!

[He pulls away from the hug and stares at her in shock. Is... Is she serious?!]

[throwabookatit]

[ She nods. The look on her face? Deadly serious. ]

I hope you'll understand if I...can't break confidentiality. It wouldn't be right of me to. But-- yes...this is absolutely something they can do.

[whatsmytalentagain]

[... He nods grimly before motioning for that notebook back.]

[throwabookatit]

[ Here you go, Rantaro. Notebook away. ]

[whatsmytalentagain]

[Thanks...]

I didn't know if I should have openly speculated about it before since I wasn't 100% how I ended up like that before... But if I'm not the only dead guy walking that makes that raising folks from the dead theory more plausible.

[throwabookatit]

It was for the wrong assumption...but yes, I'm sure, they have that power. ...If we can use it for ourselves...without giving in to them...

[ She sighs. ]

But, talking about that, out publicly... It's hard to know who to trust.

[whatsmytalentagain]

[He sets the notebook on his lap, frowning as he stares at the floor.

It really is hard, but...]

[throwabookatit]

Are you comfortable? ...Telling people about it? Because...if you bring it up, with certainty, they're going to want to know.

And...knowing some of them, they'll ask.

[whatsmytalentagain]

[He almost immediately shakes his head no.

He's only told one person about his death and another person about Monokuma's game. He hasn't admitted to both happening at the same time until now.]

[throwabookatit]

Then, for right now... Keep it silent, okay? Don't invite more trouble, in this place, if you can help it.