Just as expected, the brown-haired boy was hacked to pieces by the bespectacled girl with a chainsaw.
The other students were frantically killing each other.
"No, no, help! Someone please save me!"
In this deadly game of mutual slaughter, there is only one outcome for those who do not resist: death.
But to resist, one would need to kill... one's own classmates.
As she knelt on the ground begging for mercy, the girl who had been acting like a tomboy was met with a bullet that pierced her skull.
"Bang----"
The girl's cries for help also came to an abrupt end.
Pink blood splattered onto the glass window behind them, bloody and quite adorable.
The last person to survive was the male student who had urged everyone not to kill each other at the beginning.
He was holding a pistol, his face covered in blood, and panting heavily.
The entire classroom has now become a dumping ground for corpses.
Limbs and blood were scattered haphazardly everywhere.
Some people even had their intestines and excrement spilling all over the ground.
Blood and filth mingled together; this classroom was a place of despair and death.
This beautiful scene is like a gift from hell to Junko Enoshima and Izuru Kamukura.
"I survived..."
The surviving boy looked at the corpses scattered on the ground and then said.
"Serves you right, haha ...
As he laughed, he couldn't help but gag from the strong smell of blood.
"Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!!!"
He vomited up all his stomach acid.
When he finished vomiting and looked up, he saw the god Izuru standing next to him.
The boy panicked and raised his pistol, aiming it at the god's throne.
However, under the aura of the powerful figure from the Divine Throne, the boy's arm holding the gun began to tremble.
Who are you?!
You can't beat me.
Kamukura Izuru replied very calmly.
After hearing Kamikura Izuru's words, the boy subconsciously and slowly lowered his pistol.
After all, his biological sixth sense was frantically telling him that the red-eyed boy in front of him was extremely dangerous.
After putting down the pistol, the boy, still very dissatisfied, started the chainsaw in his left hand.
It turns out that the action of putting down the pistol was just to lower Kamukura Ichiryu's guard.
But the chainsaw started with his left hand is the real killer weapon for boys.
"Ughhhhh!"
After starting the chainsaw, the boy quickly swung it towards the throne.
However, the boy's rapid decapitation movements appeared exceptionally slow and immature in Kamukura Izuru's eyes.
Kamikura Izuru easily dodged it with a slight half-squat.
After dodging the punch, Kamukura Izuru casually punched the boy in the stomach.
With a casual flick of the wrist, the boy flew out and crashed into the wall.
As the boy fell, the chainsaw in his hand fell to the ground first, landing right in front of him.
"Ughhhhhh!!!"
The final outcome was quite obvious: half of the boy's head was cut off by a chainsaw.
Seeing that everyone was dead, Kamukura Izuru turned away, somewhat bored, and prepared to leave.
But who knew that just as Kamukura Izuru turned around, the boy who should have been dead raised his pistol again and fired a shot at Kamukura Izuru.
This shot must have been the boy's expression of resentment and his final burst of energy before death.
After all, he was the last one to survive in the game of mutual slaughter. He should have been able to live a good life, but unexpectedly, he still died at the hands of Kamikura Izuru.
His shot was something that Shinzu Izuru had neither anticipated nor predicted.
The bullet grazed Kamikura Izuru's cheek. Although it didn't kill him, it was the first time he had ever felt injured.
Upon seeing Kamukura Izuru injured, Enoshima Junko, who was holding a Monokuma plushie in the monitoring room, burst into excited laughter.
Kamikura Izuru stared at the headless body that could still hold up a pistol, and for a moment he couldn't understand it.
"Should we give up hope in the face of the unknown?"
Kamukura Izuru touched the bleeding spot on his face, then looked at the blood on his hand.
Then, Kamukura Izuru finally revealed a long-lost smile.
Indeed, Kamukura Izuru, who should have been emotionless, finally showed a hint of excitement at this moment.
Immediately afterwards, Kamukura Izuru looked up at the monitor, as if to tell Enoshima Junko, who was watching everything in the monitoring room.
"I am very satisfied with this gift."
Looking at Kamukura Izuru's long black hair and wine-red eyes, Enoshima Junko muttered to herself.
"How are you? Excited?"
"but…………"
"The beauty of despair goes far beyond this!"
With this, the closed beta version of Despair Game came to an end.
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"Ring ring, ring ring."
The phone on the table kept ringing.
Xue Ranqiansha struggled to sit up from under the covers, picked up her phone, and answered the call.
"Hello, Moshi Moshi, this is Yukizome Chisa."
"Xue Ran, this is Huang Ying Gongyi. Yesterday, a horrific murder occurred in a classroom in the teaching building. The entire class was..."
"What?!"
"By the way, you absolutely must keep this a secret from your classmates!"
"Okay, Ms. Huang Ying, I understand!"
"Okay, then I'll leave it to you."
As soon as Huang Yinggong hung up the phone, he heard the angry roar of Principal Wuqie Jin from inside the principal's office.
"I haven't finished speaking yet!"
"hateful!"
Kirigiri Jin slammed the phone back onto the landline.
"I knew it."
"Yes, that's right. The people above want to suppress this matter."
"If we're thinking about the college's best interests, that's the best solution."
"but…………"
"Project God Throne was an inhumane human experimentation. If this incident were made public, Hope's Peak Academy would be finished. So for the sake of the academy's survival, this matter must be suppressed and concealed."
"Damn it, even so, I will..."
"I'm already retired. I can only do my best. The rest is up to the headmaster. You can decide."
After saying that, the old man got up and left the principal's office.
At that moment, Huang Yinggong also pushed open the door and entered.
"I'm very annoyed," said Hitoshi Kirigiri, looking out the window at the scenery.
"What was the reason for this...?"
"Can you calm down a little?"
Huang Ying Gongyi offered his suggestion to Wu Qie Ren.
"Being calm is one of your strengths."
After being reminded by Huang Ying, Wuqie Jin did calm down a bit.
“I said, if anything happens to me, I’m entrusting my daughter to you.”
As he spoke, Kirigiri Jin turned his head back to look at the photo of the girl on his desk.
This girl is none other than Hitoshi Kirigiri's daughter, Kyoko Kirigiri!
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