When Daiki and the rest of the group learned of their âvacationââs true purpose, the overly nervous student wanted nothing to do with it. He spent the entirety of the prior week hiding away in his room, with all of his trips outside of it being out of necessity and without being seen. The only reminders of his existence were the daily fits of screaming that, like clockwork, came with the sunrise.
Of course, the only thing that dragged him out and kept him out is Monokumaâs announcement and the fact that he had to go to the lobby to hear it, along with the possible consequences that came with him refusing to show up. Joining up with the rest of the group at last, he had no choice but to listen to what the bear had to say.
The announcement left him feeling sick to his stomach. Of course something like this would happen to them. He was with them, after all. This was just a result of his bad luck... He felt that there was only one solution to his woes, and he found himself making a trip to the convenience store in order to make that solution a reality
About an hour later, Daiki is back in the lobby of the hotel with various supplies in hand: scissors, a stack of paper, a calligraphy set, thread, a needle, and piles of various fabrics that only could have come from other scavenged objects. Next to him is a growing stack of good luck charms made with the aforementioned materials. Itâs obvious that heâs focused only on his work before him, so he doesnât expect it when heâs approached and called out to.
Itâs a given for him to overreact, his entire body stiffening as he looks up with a startled yelp. However, it seems that heâs used to this, apparent in how he grips the scissors in his hand rather than dropping them in surprise at the risk of hurting himself. Though, he quickly calms down, taking a deep breath before speaking.
âIs... Is there something you need?â
