I, Who Longs To Be A Dependent, Have Decided To Be Owned By A Yandere - Chapter 13

Where are you, the sick one?

“…That bandage, did you get hurt or something?”

“Eh? Ah, I just scraped myself a bit earlier.”

Kinugasa tried to deceive me, smiling as she hid her left arm behind her back.

“Let me see.”

“Eh?”

“Take off the bandage, let me see. Depending on what I see, I might go with you.”

For a moment, just a brief moment, I sensed a disturbing yandere aura.

The “blood” mixed with her black hair was visibly fresh, and it must have been drawn recently. If she was the one who tampered with this bento box, it’s likely she bandaged her left wrist herself after cutting it.

“Eh, ehh! Ki-Kiriyama you have a thing for scars? That’s kinda off-putting.”

Lifting her bright-colored hair, Kinugasa, though perplexed, slowly unwound the bandage and showed it to me.

“This is…”

There was…

“It hurt quite a bit, you know?”

Just as she said, there were marks from scraping against the asphalt.

I tried rubbing the skin with my fingertips, but it seemed unlikely that there were any other scars besides the scrape marks.

“Uh, um… Ki-Kiriyama, it’s… well… embarrassing, but…”

As I frantically rubbed my arm, Kinugasa averted her gaze, her skin growing hotter and redder by the second.

“What’s this, just my imagination? Ridiculous. After all, you’re just a background character, aren’t you? Scaring me like that.”

“Eh! Why, why do I have to be told something like that?! That’s so mean!”

As Kiguasa grumbles with complaints, she naturally wraps her arms around my arm and presses her surprisingly ample chest against me.

“Stop it. If Minatsuki-san sees us, we’re both done for.”

When I try to pull away, she puffs up her cheeks and lets out a mysterious groan, “Mmm!”

“It’s natural to show off to the one you like. Why should I get scolded by Minatsuki-san?”

Are you really that oblivious to the current situation? What planet are you even from?

“So, Kinugasa, you’re my stalker, aren’t you?”

“Eh, yeah. I’m Kiriyama’s stalker, you know?”

The gal, who fearlessly presses her entire body against me without worrying about being the talk of the class during lunchtime, boasts confidently.

“You said earlier that you liked me, but didn’t you think your stalking would make me hate you?”

“But, I really do like you… When I think about Kiriyama, my heart races… and I just… can’t stay calm…”

I don’t get it. What is she thinking? Is this the kind of person who would put hair and nails in my locker?

“If that’s true, then what about the “black hair” in my locker? And the nails that were clearly grown out?”

When I ask her, she looks at me with wide, surprised eyes.

“Eh? What are you talking about? My hair… see, it’s not black. And about the nails, that was a long time ago… I only put a “few strands” of hair, you know?”

Grasping a strand of hair, Kinugasa pleads with me.

“… What about the bento box?”

As I open the bento box and show its contents, she lets out a scream, clinging to me and burying her face in my chest.

“What is this!? Are you insane!? We need to call the police!”

“Did you put this in here? The content of the letter suggests it’s from the same person who called yesterday, right?”

“Me? I would never do something like this! Someone is clearly copying me!”

Oi, oi! This is becoming a real pain!

“…Minatsuki Yui.”

“What are you saying?”

Kinugasa asserts with certainty.

“It’s her! She’s the type who would threaten others with a stun gun! She could easily blame someone else and send something like this!”

I can’t just dismiss it!

“After school, come with me! I’ll prove my innocence!”

She clings to me, her eyes filled with fear, her fate still hanging in the balance.