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Victim: Tsubasa Matsumori Cause of Death: Decapitation  Time of Death: 4:20 pm Location of Body: Execution Room

Tsubasa was the last to arrive, as was expected of his at this point. The last to arrive and the last to leave, he didn’t have much else on his mind aside from the things he overheard though. There were things on his mind and he was very much occupied with them 

His expression was blank, recognizing the one intended for him right away. No. No, no, no. This wasn’t happening. This wasn’t real Tsubasa, don’t let yourself think that.

There was no way they were dead, there was no way they were even in danger. That was why Tsubasa had done everything for them.

"S-Stop it…. T-They’re fine…"

the question is

am i a serious artist

the answer is no

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This word caught Nikki’s interest… So someone here betrayed the whole group for collaborating with the owl..? What the flying fuck. That was sad to heard it… But they knew something’s not right…

”Hm… So you’re saying the person working with the owl was supposed to do something but screwed it up… That… does sound possible. I’m trusting your words Tsubasa… There is no time to continually distrust each other. Because it’s what the owl wants, more distrust so more murders. I’d like to have a talk with the mole to prevent that… But you don’t know who is it…?”

Nikki sighed a bit.

"... No idea. I'm no good remembering voices so I don't have a clue..."

His voice even sounded a bit calmed down, how surprising was that. If he had maybe listened better he could have actually gotten an identity but he was not in a state to do that. 

"... That's true... But even some things are stretches..."

"... That's not something bad to assume. I couldn't kill anyone. I'd fuck it up. You'd be able to tell, believe me."

He let out a sigh, she didn't seem to blame him for being so silent at least. 

".. Sorry though. You all could have solved it faster had I said something."

"... Y-Yeah...."

He gave them a small nod before thinking out how to word this,

"... I heard someone talking to the owl.... T-They said the next motive was a big one. And that there was a mole... Working with them..."

Damnit there was more to it wasn't there. Why couldn't he just remember it better! There had to be other clues in that part he had heard... There had to be.

"The mole was weak... The Owl was angry at them for messing something... Or doing something wrong?"

Honestly, Harvey didn’t know the guy very well, maybe talked to him once or so, but seemed like a weird kinda guy. He wasn’t a stick-in-the-mud, but Harvey wasn’t sure just what he was like. But hey, any time’s a good as any to change that!

"I-I'ts more than just 'being jittery'..."

He might have actually seemed to frown a but his expression was still scared. 

"... I heard stuff. Something I don't think I should have..."

Miriam stumbled upon Tsubasa when he seemed to be… somewhat confused? Maybe even scared? She didn’t know and it was better to make sure that everything was okay. Hopefully, he would talk to her…

"... I don't think anything's a-alright..."

The seemingly sarcastic statement was muttered hardly loud enough for the other to hear. Even he could tell she was less lively than before, that all that yelling in the trial had truly done something to her. It was really something wasn't it? Was there anyone still sane in this mess.

Enough is enough. After the funeral, Nikki walked back to the dorms, hoping to take a rest. On their way, they noticed the pixel artist. Last time they talked, Tsubasa hasn’t been doing well… And it doesn’t look like he is this moment as well… Is Tsubasa terrified…?

Nikki slowly approached the boy, hoping to initiate a conversation with him… But it is very likely he’d snap…. They could try to talk to him, or else it would mean nothing… They have to get along with Tsubasa in order to leave the place alive with everyone else after all….

He'd find out, if anything... He could tell other people too. 

"I-I don't know... I heard something..."

After speaking up once more he had fallen back to being silent for the trial, once again forgetting to send in a vote as the trial came to a close. 

The the execution, the execution of Cameron. Tsubasa had never met her but she seemed relatively well like right? Somewhat…? People had been listening to her. As everything came to a close though he followed the rest of them out of the room to their way back to the dorms. He wanted this over with. HE wanted out but he couldn’t figure out how to do any of this. 

He did split off from the rest for a moment, returning to the dorm area with something one could have guessed was an actual expression upon his face., Surprise? Fear? He wasn’t sure but he looked as though it had been something. 

If he couldn’t trust anyone before this was the tipping point. His red eyes darting around the hall as he stood there.

"Why…"