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Rated: 13+ · Interactive · Fanfiction · #2126261
The cast of Danganronpa gets their bodies switched around
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Chapter #5

Mikan

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Hajime felt an oddly constricting clasp materialise around his left arm. Quickly looking down to examine it, he recognised it immediately - these were the bandages Mikan always wrapped around her!

"You bitch! Look what you fuckin' did!" The voice of Hiyoko called out from her body. Did she not swap bodies like the rest of them? She seemed to be acting the exact same, honestly.
"I'm stuck in this tiny broad's body!" 'Hiyoko' added. Ah, Hajime understood now: it was Fuyuhiko in Hiyoko's body.

"Tiny?! Watch what you're saying, baby face!" Nekomaru's voice responded in an oddly high-pitched whine. Ugh... Hajime could only imagine what tricks Hiyoko could get up to in Nekomaru's athletic body.

It was then Hajime looked fully down ay himself, his new chest bouncing slightly - he felt particularly unimposing with his newly frail frame. Would Hiyoko still try to bully Mikan's body, instead of Mikan herself? As bad as he felt to admit it, Hajime sincerely hoped not.

"Young Master, are you unharmed in there?" Byakuya's body walked over, clearly inhabited by Peko. Her new frame obviously caught her off-guard, almost tripping several times while on the way to check on Fuyuhiko.

"Oh! Oh-Oh-Oh! Now this is a pleasant surprise!" Akane muttered out in a fake-sounding accent. Of course Teruteru ended up as her...

Speaking up from the back was the voice of Mahiru, in an oddly flippant and casual manner. "Aw man... It's not the best, buuuut not the worst either, I guess!" Despite looking like Mahiru, Hajime only knew one person who could have a grin that toothy - yep, that was Kazuichi.

"Not the worst?! Jeez, that's not only rude, but taking it for granted! I mean... Look what I got!" 'Teruteru' (clearly Mahiru) responded sourly, poking the side of her stomach.

"WHOAAAAA!! This body is BURSTING with raw energy! Even more than my normal body..! I, Nekomaru Nidai, promise that I'll improve your body's shape, Ibuki!" Ibuki's body made it abundantly clear who was inhabiting it, as they seemed to bounce and jump around, yelling at the top of their lungs.

Standing to the side was Sonia, an annoyed glare worked across her face, as she stood with her arms neatly folded. "Hmph... How irritating. You said we stay like this until we are 'better friends'? What absolute garbage." The almost monotone (and yet biting contemptful) voice could only be the source of the real Byakuya.

Not too far from Sonia's body was Peko's, now swinging an unsheathed sword wildly from left to right. "Hya! Haaaahahaaaa! I, the Immortal Gundham Tanaka, have not only mastered the dark art of otherworldly possession, but continued to tutor myself under the illustrious art of the sword! With such agile reflexes... I shall be invincible! Haaaahahahahaa!"

Gundham's body's head suddenly flicked up, a childlike gaze across his face. "Cool! Does that mean I get to do all the wacky, crazy magic stuff Gundham's always talking about?! Like if I yell out... 'INFERNO FIRE HELL'... Hey, nothing's happening?!" That naive nature? Oh yeah, that was definitely Ibuku in there.

"Huh? I must ask whose body this is, and why it has such an aroma of... Gasoline, is it?" Kazuichi's body asked, before Mahiru's body (with Kazuichi inhabiting it) quickly responded,
"C'mon, Lady Sonia, you know that's my body..."

Fuyuhiko's body, meanwhile, seemed to be in the middle of going nude while awkwardly attempting to climb the nearest tree. They yelled out, "Aghh! This suit and tie is way too stuffy - no way I'm wearing this!" Once again, just by the energetic tone and attempts at acrobatics, it was easy to tell it was Akane in there.

So that meant...

Chiaki and Nagito sat next to each other, all the way to the side of the beach, already engaged in conversation. Chiaki's body spoke,
"That trash like me gets to feel even a glimmer of the hope that you guys feel every day... It's a truly amazing opportunity, Chiaki."
In a slow, almost tired-sounding fashion, Nagito's body responded,
"...Your hands don't have great dexterity. Playing games might be harder in your body..."
"Of course! I'm sorry my flaws are tying down your hope..!"
"...But that means I can teach you how to play. In my body, you could still have some of my muscle memory. Maybe I might finally be challenged in a game..?"
"Ah! Such an opportunity... That would be absolutely amazing! Thank you so, so much Chiaki!"

Well, at least they were hitting it off, Hajime thought.
But... If this was the current lineup, then where was his body?

Craning his neck around, Mikan's hair frequently covering his vision, Hajime soon caught vision of his body - quivering on the ground, clearly after having tripped on a nearby rock.

"Of course... That only leaves Mikan herself..." Hajime breathed out in his unmaturally unconfident sounding voice. Being Mikan felt so... Demeaning.

"O-Oh! I-I'm sorry Hajime! I d-didn't mean to make your body look so v-vulnerable like that! You can d-draw on me, if it'll m-make you hate me less..! O-Or, um... D-Draw on yourself..? Wait, no..!"

Hajime turned away, deeply embarassed to be watching himself act like that. He wasn't sure which was worse; the prospect of living as Mikan, or the potential damage Mikan would do to Hajime's body.

Usami suddenly spoke up from her perch on a nearby tree. "So! With that, you all have a break from cleaning and gathering for the next few days, and you can do whatever you want! I'll see you all again in a week or so!"

"A week?! You gotta be-" Fuyuhiko in Hiyoko's body started, before Usami vanished in a beam of light.

After some more grumblings and protests, every student eventually walked away from the meeting point, trying to get used to their new position.

"Crap..." Hajime mumbled to himself. He had finally found the courage to search through Mikan's pockets, overwhelmingly curious as to what was inside, and stabbed himself on a needle. "...I better not get Mikan killed while I'm still in her body. Either way, I don't have the key to my room - just Mikan's, so my room's a no-go. I guess... I either try to find Mikan, and try to figure something out with her, or go straight to Mikan's dorm. Hm..."


You have the following choices:

1. Go To Mikan's Dorm

2. Try To Find Mikan

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