Byakuya Togami had been brutally murdered. While his classmates wait with bated breath, Kirigiri slowly unfolds a piece of paper that had been left out the desk in his room, labeled “Will”.
"What does it say?" Fukawa taps her foot impatiently, wondering if her crush had happened to mention her anywhere in the document.
Kirigiri squints at the heir’s small but neat handwriting before beginning to read.
”Tell them, Naegi.”
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Every living being dies someday
Whether we are ready to die or not
That day will come surely.