[And, honestly, Junko gives exactly zero fucks about any of this crap. She's bored of this. What kind of mess can she make? What kind of lies can she tell this girl to see if she'll actually believe her? How much amusement will she get out of it?

The answers all point to obviousness and it adds to her despair. When will someone who actually makes it worth fighting with show up? When will she start to care again?

Magic Junko-Ball says never.]

Oh, no, Monokuma is my special friend. He helps me with all of my plans and he's the cutest, softest, roundest bear to ever bear. The giant bears are his friends. Their names are Shirokuma and Kurokuma.

[And are powered by her virus that Monoka inserted into them like the good girl she is.]

They step on cars and make people behave. Or they get squashed.