Did he do anything else?
He threw the taco away.
I see.
…Did he do anything else?
He shrugged his shoulders and said:
“Oh well! I have better things to do! Like waiting in traffic!”
….well, thank you.
That was a really detailed account. Did he really say all that exactly?
I have a phonographic memory!
I can also print photos. Watch!
*bzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz*
*zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzt*
Ah! Phoenix, be careful! You might trip up on the cables connected to this computer. You should probably step away from this side of the room, just in case.
W–What? I mean, I appreciate the concern, but I wasn’t even mov–…
Huh. Would you look at that.
(How did I even miss this? Well, at least it might be the lucky break I was looking for.)
I have to admit, it’s been a while since I’ve messed with something this modern.
Then this might be a bit of a step up in your expertise, Phoenix. Who knows what kind of things are documented here?
I fear that you might click on some sort of built-in app or folder, and end up breaking the computer. Shouldn’t you perhaps leave this be?
(Way to make someone feel confident about their abilities…)
(But now that she mentions it, surely there has to be a folder here that contains information about these garlic tacos. I need to look further.)
I’ll do my best to not set anything on fire, I promise.
…
This is a long series of archives, but it shouldn’t be too hard to skim through.
There’s a lot to take in here. Celebrity gossip, top-secret science experiments. Aliens? Magic? News articles of events I’ve never heard of… It’s hard to parse what’s fact or fiction.
Oh, and here’s the taco recipe you mentioned earlier.
Well, there must be a lot of documents stored in this thing, full of information to scrub through. It would probably take you hours, if not days, to look at all of them.
At least, I reckon there wouldn’t be some sort of signifier of which files are most important to Monokuma, right?
I don’t think you should waste more time trying to dig in deeper.
(…she is very insistent. Is there something in here that she doesn’t want me to find out about?)
I sat through countless hours of Professor K’s music, I think I can handle a few paragraphs here and there.
(…Huh? A bookmarked archive?) What could be important enough to put a pin on it?
…
File-22
[LAST WARNING]
To whom it may concern,
We at Haltmann Works Company R&D have contacted you multiple times regarding an erroneous rerouting of shipments to your current workplace. Over the course of several years, these shipments have totaled at approximately 777 pounds of donuts. You have repeatedly failed to return the goods as requested, and as such you will be harshly penalized if this current demand is not met.
Return the donuts to us or you will be terminated.
(Please be sure to check that the bear claws are included. Certain team members have been especially insistent on that front.)
Last Warning… (Why is this boring paperwork in the same folder as everything else? Maybe there’s more here I’m missing.)
Furthermore, keep in mind that the return shipment will not be marked as fully delivered without an additional (and roughly equivalent) shipment of coffee grounds. Nobody wants to eat their donuts dry.
Please understand that all costs related to this shipment will be incurred on your end. Think of it as a form of interest.
(Hm… It’s written pretty harshly for a simple return request.)
(At first glance, there’s no apparent reason for it to even be bookmarked to begin with. And yet, the way this is formatted makes me believe otherwise.)
(Monokuma mentioned coffee and donuts in the theater. Could this file be related?)
(I should finish looking at the rest of the text before I jump into any conclusions, though.)
You are to begin shipment preparations immediately, notifying us as soon as they are complete, such that we may be prepared for its arrival. Be sure to package it in an orderly manner, and do not cut corners on the presentation. We expect an update on this matter from you soon.
Do not fail us again.
- J. E.
…“J.E.”?
Yes, Phoenix?
(This can’t be right. It just can’t be. Was this what Joke-Explainer™ was trying to hide?)
…Did you need something?
(…No, there has to be a reason why she was so adamant in trying to keep this under wraps. Those are her initials, after all. That implies that she… wrote this. That she signed this. That she did this whole thing for Monokuma.)
You look… upset. Did something happen?
(How could I have been so blind? She’s been working with him the whole time! Every step of this was planned! I foolishly trusted Joke-Explainer™ and played right into their hands!)
Phoenix!!!
Ah!!! Yes?
Are you alright? You look like you’ve come across something unpleasant.
…Yeah, you could say that.
You know? You were right, Joke-Explainer™. I think that’s enough investigating for me. I should go get some rest. Long day tomorrow, right?
I-I mean, yes, of course, that is what I said, but-…
…
I… Alright, Phoenix. I will be here if you need me!
…I’m sure you will, J.E.