Chiaki, but he runs into someone else first...

Note: I reduced the amount of Monocoins Hajime needs from 75 to 20 due to me forgetting that Monokuma reduced the amount of monocoins per Trigger use. I also tweaked Chiaki's Trigger a bit.

Hajime headed his way towards Chiaki's cabin. However, he ended up running into someone.

"Hey, shitbag" Fuyuhiko said, running up to him.

"Geez. What is it?" Hajime asked.

"Where the hell is Peko?"

Oh no.

"Peko? What do you mean?"

"Peko. The swordswoman." Fuyuhiko replied. "No one's seen her since early this morning, and from what others told me, the last thing she did was tell you about the second island. So, shitbag, where the hell is she?"

Hajime bit his lip. Obviously he couldn't tell him the truth. But if he made such an obvious lie, there'd be no doubt that Fuyuhiko's suspicion meter would skyrocket.

"Why do you even care? We're on a huge tropical island. She's probably just swimming or something."

"I... Just... Where is she?"

"I have no idea," Hajime said. "After she told me about the island, she ran off somewhere."

"Tch," Fuyuhiko said. "Fine. Just make like a tree and fuck off until I find her."

He gave Hajime a suspicious look before running off. Panicking a bit, Hajime pulled out his handbook and checked the suspicion meters. It seems Fuyuhiko's had gone up to 20%.

"I don't know if I should be scared it's up that high, or if I should be glad it didn't go higher." he muttered.

Well, Fuyuhiko was gone, so he continued his way to Chiaki's cottage.

He knocked on the door as Chiaki sleepily opened it.

"Hello?" she asked.

"Hey, can I come in?"

"Okay..." Chiaki said, letting him inside. Once they were in, Hajime locked the door, then ran around and closed all the windows and curtains. "What are you doing?"

"Nothing," he said. "Hey, wanna make a bet?"

"...about what?"

She yawned and rubbed her eyes. Why was she so tired? It was so far in the afternoon... oh, whatever.

He tried to think of a bet and a penalty. Maybe... he could make her go naked again? Or he could make her finger herself in front of him?

But as he thought, he looked at the description for Chiaki's trigger.

• A Hard Bet (Active): When offered a bet, she will always take it if she likes what she gets upon winning, and feels like she has a decent chance to win. Her losing terms will not affect her decision to take the bet. She will always forfeit what was agreed upon loss, but if she wins, she will expect you to forfeit what you agreed upon.
• Note: You cannot make a bet that has a habitual result lasting longer for a day. (i.e you cannot make her do things repeatedly or continuously with a single win).

Hajime noted that the Trigger said nothing about the game they play to determine who wins... well, may as well test it. It's not like the girls have a suspicion meter, so this should be fine.

"So, Chiaki, I was thinking... I think that you can't be sexy enough to give me a boner and keep it there for ten minutes."

"..." Chiaki didn't respond. In fact, she kind of seemed a little irritated...

Oh, right, the winning/losing arrangements. It wouldn't really be a bet without those, so maybe the Trigger hadn't kicked in yet.

"Oh, um, if you manage to do it, then... I'll make dinner for you. If you don't, then you ."

Hajime was positive that he would fail, so he didn't really put much thought into the losing argument. This specific bet was more about the act than the winning/losing agreements, anyways. Making dinner for her wasn't a big deal anyways. He grinned a bit as he saw the blue light in her eyes.

"Fine," She said. "Starting now?"

"Um, yeah," Hajime replied.

Immediately, Chiaki stood up and then took off her panties, then threw them at Hajime.

_Wow, she's really going all out, _Hajime thought.

Hajime looked at her panties, then tossed them to the side as Chiaki walked up and pulled his pants and underwear down just enough to let his dick fall out.

She walked up to him with a mischevious smile as she pushed him down until he was laying on his back.

"Do you like this?" she asked, positioning herself over his rapidly hardening dick.

"Y-Yes," he said. She rubbed her entrance over him, letting his tip graze in and out, causing him to shudder in pleasure.

"Hnn...." he muttered. He knew for a fact that he couldn't soften himself in this situation.

He looked up at her to see her hands begin to undo her top and began to toss everything to the side. At this point, she was completely naked besides for her skirt.

She began to rub her boobs in his face and then slammed her pussy down on his dick.

"Hnnnn!" he shouted. "Oh, that's dirty!"

"What?" she asked.

"I only asked you to keep me hard," Hajime replied. "Not to have full on sex with me!"

Chiaki smiled. "There's no way you can go soft while you're inside me," she said. "I'll win."

She began to fondle her boobs in front of him. She was right... this really was working.

The inside of her was nice and hot... he really wanted to start thrusting, but the fact that Chiaki was on top of him and not moving made that a little difficult. So, he stood up, grabbing Chiaki to make her not fall off, then flipped her around so Hajime was on top.

"H-Hajime," Chiaki said. "What are you doing?"

He didn't say anything as he began thrusting.

"Aren't you supposed to make your boner go down?"

"Um..." he muttered. He didn't want Chiaki to think he was throwing because she'd probably think less of him. "If I cum, then it'll go down quicker and you'll lose!"

Chiaki's eyes opened up. "I can't let you do that," she said. She kicked him hard enough to knock him back and slide out of her (though not hard enough for it to hurt), allowing Chiaki to stand up again.

"You thought you could just cum and go flaccid before the time limit is over?" she asked. "I won't let you do that."

He didn't really care about the bet, he just really wanted to get off on this honestly really sexy scenario.

He looked at his dick, still rock-hard. If Chiaki wasn't going to let him, he decided he'd do it himself. He grabbed his dick and began pumping. Chiaki went wide-eyed as Hajime began to ejaculate all over her and her bed.

As he sat back and relaxed, he noticed his dick finally began to soften.

Chiaki, covered in cum, sat on her bed with a smile on her face.

"What?" Hajime asked. "I did it."

"No you didn't!" she replied. "Time ran out."

She pointed at the clock, proving that she was correct. Hajime lost.

"Eh, whatever," he said. "I can make dinner for you."

Chiaki wiped herself up with a towel, put her clothes back on, then looked at Hajime as if nothing happened between them.

"I'll be seeing you at dinner," she said.

Hajime nodded, then left the cabin.

"Oh, shit," he said, seeing that he still had his pants down, before pulling them back up. "Okay, okay,"

He looked at his Monopad to see that little scenario had awarded him 4 Monocoins. Because he had 6 Monocoins left over from the first day, and got 5 from Peko's, then he only needed five more. As long as Ibuki's is enough, he could pay the price for Monokuma to bring the next rotation by the end of the day.