Everyone likes Hajime

"What even counts as sufficiently pervy in your world?" Hajime idly chewed his lip. "Alright, uh, everyone gets along."

"Gonna need a little more, pal." Monokuma giggled.

"Uh, alright. Everyone likes... me specifically. They all consider me their, uh... closest friend."

"That's still not-" The bear paused. "Actually, know what? I'll let that one slide."

"Whatever, does this mean the killing game is done with or--"

"Killing game? Oh, right, that. Yeah." He grinned. "Though, I wouldn't go around chatting about this to everyone you see, you might come off a bit crazy."

"What's that mean?"

"Well, obviously this fun-loving carefree innocent school trip would never be anything malicious like a killing game!"

"You... are you saying you...?"

"Yep! Nobody remembers a thing. A clean slate, if you will!"

"What about the trial? Byakuya and Teruteru!?"

"I wrote 'em out. They never poll well so I figured nobody would mind!" He cackled. "Ain't I the cleverest little bear?"

"They... They died for... nothing?" Hajime clenched his fist. "I don't know what's up with you, bear, but if this is a trick you..." He sighed.

"Well, I've got a job to do so if you're done lollygagging, get out there and change reality. Puhuhu, bye for now!" The bear rolled out, leaving him to finally get dressed. He rolled the earrings in his palm._ Change reality, huh? There's no way. Still, if it means the killing game is done with, it's worth it. _He dropped them both in his pocket.

Once fully dressed, he made his way out of his cottage and took in the fresh sea air. "Yo, Hajime!" Fuyuhiko shouted. "Man am I glad to see you. Anything seem off to you today?"

Hajime tilted his head. "A little." The yakuza was never this talkative, nor friendly, nor trusting. "What's going on?"

"Listen, I was thinkin' it over and I think it's alright." He patted his shoulder, but after seeing his confused expression continued. "If Peko likes you, go ahead and ask her out. It's not right for me to claim her. Plus, I can't think of a more stand-up guy for her to date."

"What!?" He shouted, feeling himself flush. "Th-There's nothing between me and Peko, I-I don't know what you're talking about."

"Heh, you don't gotta lie to make me feel better. You've got her master's blessing."

"Master?" He mumbled. "N-Nevermind, I wasn't talking about Peko. Do the names Teruteru or Byakuya mean anything to you?"

"Eh? Are they supposed to?" Fuyuhiko scratched his chin. "Sorry, they aren't ringing a bell. Wish I could help you more, friend."

Hajime suddenly laughed. "Monokuma wasn't lying."

"Mono... who?"

"N-Nothing, it's not important. I, uh, forgot something inside." He ducked back to his room, letting out a victorious shout. "The... The killing game is really stopped..." He half expected Monokuma to show up to laugh and tell him off, but nobody came. "Byakuya, Teruteru. Even if nobody remembers, I'll carry your memories. When we get off this island, I'll tell everyone the truth."

The dead didn't reply. After riding out the rest of his elation, he stepped back outside. Fuyuhiko wasn't around. He wasn't sure exactly what the deal with him was, nor why Peko was brought up. Regardless, the yakuza was much friendlier. Hesitantly he lifted the jewellery from his pocket again. Does everyone see me as their closest friend? That means they're real. If--

"Hey hey, Hajime." Chiaki bumped into him. She wasn't holding a game, she just did that. Her cheeks were painted a pastel pink. "There's something I wanted to tell you."

"Tell me?"

"Usually in dating sims, it takes a long time to get to the end flag, but it feels like you used a cheatcode. I've only known you a few days, but..." She mumbled.

"You're not making sense, Chiaki. What do you mean?" He crossed his arms. She suddenly pouted, wincing her eyes shut. Her hands swiftly dove under her skirt and she dropped her panties. "Huh!?"

"H-Here... for speedrunning to the end of my route." She shoved the pink, pixel dotted pair into his hands.

"What are you doing? You can't j-just...!"

"It's like in 1986's Metroid. If you take too long to beat the game, you get a bad ending, but if you do it super fast you get to see Samus in her underwear. It's a bonus prize."

"Chiaki I can't just... uh..." He lightly held her panties, frantically checking for anyone nearby. Before he saw anyone, he heard a collection of voices. "Okay fine, I'll hold onto them but we're going to have a talk after this."

"Hajime! There you are!" A group of girls all rounded the corner. Ibuki, Sonia, Peko, Akane and Mahiru. "Here, Ibuki wanted to give you this!" She was holding a crudely wrapped, obviously panty-shaped gift.

Mahiru was blushing a lot more. "D-Don't tell the boys I'm doing this," She handed over a pair of polka-dotted bikini bottoms.

Sonia giggled, handing over her own undergarments. "What joy, to have such a friend."

"Yo Jimmy, catch!" Akane launched her own pair right into his face.

"The young master has authorised me to give you this as well." Just like Chiaki, Peko dropped hers under her skirt. She had to step all the way out of her leggings before finally getting her thong off.

Hajime juggled all six pairs of panties, trying to be delicate. "What's going on here!?"

"Hajiiimeee!" He heard Mikan's voice shout. She ran along the path, her foot getting stuck on a stone and flying into everyone else knocking them all down. She managed to land bottom-down for once, but her legs landed spread anyway. Considering her panties were still in her hands, he saw almost everything. Almost everything became everything when Ibuki accidentally pulled down the nurse's top in a scramble to get back up.

"Jeez, can't you go a minute with flashing everyone your junk!?" Hiyoko chastised, the last girl to arrive. "Tch, all you skanks really gave him your panties?"

"Huh? Wait so you aren't here to...?" Hajime asked, thankful more than anything.

"No way, gross! Pervert!" She shouted. "N-No way!"

"Well... something's normal." He sighed in relief. "Listen everyone, I... I'm thankful I guess, it's just... well..."

"Let's get somethin' to eat. I'm starvin'." Akane groaned. "You're comin' right?"

"Uh... yeah, just give me a minute. I'll catch up."

"More fer me." She laughed and ran off.

One by one the other girls padded away, leaving him to deal with their panties. He also had to handle the tightness in his pants after Mikan's show. "Hey, Hajime..."

"Ah? Hiyoko?"

"I'm so sorryyyy!" She burst into tears.

"Woah, woah. Slow down. Tell me what happened, at least."

"I-I wanted to give you... a pair, but..." She sniffed. "I d-don't have any..."

"What do you mean you don't?"

Hiyoko gestured to her clothes. "I wear kimonos, idiot... you're not supposed to..." She huffed. "So... so here!" Suddenly she pulled open her kimono, flashing her small frame. "D-Don't stare!"

He winced his eyes shut. "I w-wasn't, you... just surprised me. That's enough."

"Hmph..." She pouted, pulling her kimono shut. "There, are you happy? Mine was totally a better present than the others."

"Y-Yeah, sure... just... go to the restaraunt." He frowned.

"Fine..." She nodded, but made no moves. "Umm... c-can you tie my kimono again?" He sighed.