Biding the trio goodbye, Iroha and Teruya started making their way to Hope's Peak, nervous about the ball. They didn't know if Zetsubou would attack too, or if it would go smoothly. They were hoping nothing bad was going to happen. If Lady Luck was on their side, of course. "Alright, let's revise the emergency plan." Teruya said, hands in his pockets. He had a serious expression on. Zetsubou was not child's play. They were ruthless fighters who don't care how much blood they shed. They only cared about completing their mission. Which is for despair to win. Something Teruya cannot let it happen.

"If Zetsubou decides to attack, we evacuate everyone through the emergency exit of the gym and call Xander and Ace for help." Iroha remembered, nervous. Teruya nodded. He was just as nervous as the painter was. He didn't want anyone ending up hurt. He wants to create a happy future for everyone. Including Mikado and Utsuro, two people who were so hated by the survivors of the class 79 killing game in the original timeline. They deserve it. Even if Mikado was such a bitch in the first place. Now, in this timeline, he may be a bit, um... How could he word it? Goofy? Yeah, goofy. He's goofy most of the time. But he's definitely not a manipulative asshole. 

"Luckily, Togo managed to snatch a digital copy of the gym's map, so we can analyze it." the merchant said, grabbing his phone. Tapping on a folder, the blueprints of the gym were now shown on the screen. The two looked at it closely.

"...The exit seems to be near where the drinks will be." Iroha spoke, pointing to the lower left corner. Teruya nodded. It might be hard to get everyone there really fast though.

"...Didn't the Utsuroshima Killing Game's first case involved drinks?" she recalled. She may not remember anything about the original timeline or the previous resets, but thankfully, Teruya filled her in with all the necessary details. She still couldn't believe that the original timeline was so different from the rest. It was so... so unbelievable. But yet here she was, helping the Ultimate Merchant to save the world from it's biggest threat, The Biggest, Most Awful, Most Tragic Event In Human History. Also known as The Tragedy. 'Why did they give it a name that long though?' she thought.

"Yes. Makunouchi had swap in some alcoholic drinks to make everyone drunk. Including Kagarin, the victim." the green haired boy remembered, grimacing at the mental image he gave himself when Nikei had filled him in with all the details about the first case during their time at the fourth island. When Nikei had formed an 'alliance', when in reality, he had manipulated him into doing his bidding. When he went insane and had lost all faith and hope.

"That's so unlike Hajime..." Iroha mumbled, looking down in sadness. She still couldn't believe that Mikado would do that. That he'd manipulate them into doing horrible things. She was glad the Mikado from this time wasn't like that. Before the two could discuss more, they saw Yamato and Kanade ahead.

"Oh! Mato, Kanade!" Teruya called, going right back onto his 'dumb, energetic' guy facade. They couldn't know anymore stuff. He's already slipped too much during the winter fair. He doesn't want to ruin the ball either. The two looked up, their face brightening at the sight of the two teens.

"Ah, Ruya, you're here!" Yamato grinned, his face flushing as soon as he saw him closely "W-Wow... You look so handsome..." he stammered, face red. Teruya blushed at the compliment.

"Ah, erm, t-thanks Mato. Y-You look r-really good too." he shot back, a nervous smile plastered in his face. Yamato was wearing a gray suit, black shoes, a black dress shirt underneath the gray jacket and a purple tie.

"Hey Roha... You look stunning." Kanade admitted, her cheeks turning into a really bright shade of pink. Iroha bashfully smiled.

"Kana, you look like a goddess." the painter said, which made the guitarist's face even more red. Half of her hair was up in two space buns, while the other half was down, slightly curled. The dress was the best part.

"E-Ehh? R-Really?" the guitarist asked, flustered. Iroha nodded. She would thank Teruya later for making Kanade such a beautiful dress. Now, she just wanted to enjoy the ball with her.

"Come on you guys, we'll be late if we stand around for too long." the painter told them, gently grabbing Kanade's hand. The other two nodded as the four started walking towards the gym. They didn't want to be late, after all.