I, Who Longs To Be A Dependent, Have Decided To Be Owned By A Yandere - Chapter 14

Let’s GO to the Suspected House

“Minatsuki Yui-san, you look great with a ponytail!”

“Thank you.”

“Why did you suddenly change your hairstyle?”

“…Why, indeed?”

After school, while casually chatting with Minatsuki-san in the adjacent seat, I felt her gaze tangling around my limbs, prompting me to stand up hastily.

“Akira-kun”

She’s like a guided missile, this one.

“Where are you going?”

Every response feels like a matter of life and death, so I’d prefer if you didn’t ask questions.

“For now, I’m off to see Unya-sensei. Then… there’s something on my mind, so I’m visiting a friend’s house.”

“Kinugasa Maria?”

Even just standing in the corridor and chatting, she, already the subject of rumors, contorted her lovely features in displeasure.

“No way, absolutely do not go. Haven’t you still felt the effects of my ‘punishment’?”

Punishment? Wait, have I unknowingly been subjected to something?

“Even Unya-sensei… might be a dangerous person…”

The dangerous one is you, isn’t it!!

“I appreciate the advice, but it’s frustrating to harbor suspicions about her.”

“Are you that interested in her?”

To an outsider, it might seem like a lovers’ quarrel, but for me, it’s a life-or-death game.

“No, not even a fragment. She’s just a splinter to me. But she stole something precious, and I need to retrieve it.”

“Something precious?”

“Yui’s photo.”

After a few seconds of silence, Minatsuki-san’s face rapidly flushed, she covered her cheeks with her hands, and whispered,

“No, that’s a lie… But, even if that’s true, Yui will get it back… Akira-kun, you shouldn’t…”

Oh, it’s working, it’s working!

“Even so, as a man… if it’s about retrieving a photo of someone important… Is that wrong?”

“No, you shouldn’t…”

As I corner Minatsuki-san against the wall and whisper, she shyly averts her gaze, stealing glances at me.

“Absolutely not… it’s out of the question.”

Why do you have your eyes closed?

“Everything will be fine. I won’t do anything dangerous, and I will return to “Yui’s side” right away. Plus, if things get tough, you’ll come to save me, right?”

“Yeah…”

Don’t pout your lips like that.

For the time being, I assume you agree, Then I will leave you there with your eyes still closed, longing for a kiss like a yandere princess

I head towards the staff room.

In the end, Unya-sensei guidance was left ambiguous and unresolved (since mine and Kinugasa’s testimonies didn’t align), and led by her, I made my way to the house of Kinugasa Maria.

“This is my house.”

“Hmm.”

A regular house, minus one hundred points.

“Come on in.”

She retrieved a key from under a flowerpot, opened the door, and welcomed me into her home. After quickly taking off my shoes, she took my hand and drew me into the living room.

In the living room, there was a modestly-sized table that showed signs of use, and atop the dresser adjacent to the wall, family photos were propped up. Among the various furnishings, at least one had a scratch, exuding a sense of the years they’d been through.

“Kiriyama, would you like something to drink?”

“Warm tea please… Can I use the bathroom?”

“Ah, sure. Go ahead.”

I stepped into the hallway, tiptoed up the stairs, and laid my hand on the door I guessed to be “Kinugasa’s room.”

Even if she had attempted to erase the evidence, considering she’s a “yandere,” there might still be some “undeniable” proof left behind.

Alright, let’s open it―

“Kiriyama.”

I heard a voice from behind, and as I turned, there stood Kinugasa, smiling.

“The bathroom isn’t there, you know?”

“… My mistake.”

Why the hell your footstep is so silent? Are you trying to be a ninja?

“It’s okay, you don’t have to pretend… You’re curious about my room, aren’t you?

Here, look inside.”

With that, Kinugasa flung the door open, revealing a completely ordinary girl’s room with nothing out of the ordinary.

“What do you think? Is it weird?”

Seeing her fidget with a sense of embarrassment at having her room seen, I felt relieved. It seems I was overthinking after all—then I spotted the family photos on display, and an alarm went off in my head.

“Um, Kinugasa-san?”

“What is it?”

Her nails dug into my shoulders as if to restrain me.

“If I’m wrong, this is going to be awkward, but…”

The girl in all black standing behind Kinugasa, her face concealed by her long black hair, entered my line of sight as I was forced to turn around.

“Why is it that in ‘all’ the family photos in this house, ‘not a single one’ has you in it?”

“This isn’t my house.”

Kinugasa, with a faint smile, whispered to me.

“You’ll follow me without saying a word, right, Akira-kun?”

I raised both hands and smiled friendly.