I, Who Longs To Be A Dependent, Have Decided To Be Owned By A Yandere - Chapter 31

The Yandere at the School Gate

As I opened my shoe locker, a landslide of letters cascaded out, piling up around my feet.

“Ah, Akiira-sama… What do you think… Are you pleased…?”

When I opened one of the letters, the blank paper inside was densely filled with red characters spelling “Akiira-sama” and “I love you.” It was so saturated that it almost seemed like the paper was originally red.

“Well, that would take 8 hours.”

“Look at this hand.”

In a place where Yura couldn’t see, Maria showed her right hand, which was twitching irregularly.

“I was in charge of writing ‘Akiira-sama.’… I didn’t want to write ‘I love you.'”

“It’s a good thing your right hand was saved.”

As I collected all the letters from the opened shoe locker, intending to restore the shoelace to its original state, Maria peeked over my shoulder.

“What’s that?”

“I’ve drilled a hole in the handle of the shoe locker, and loosely inserted the tip of the shoelace into it. If someone who knows nothing opens it, the shoelace is pulled, pops out of the hole, and returns to its original position. But the shoelace has plenty of room to stretch, so if you slowly open a gap before opening it and peek inside, you can see whether the tip of the shoelace is stuck in the hole.With this, it’s obvious at a glance whether someone has opened my shoe locker without permission.”

As I demonstrated while making sure Yura couldn’t see, Maria was astounded and asked, “Do you always do things like this?”

“Yeah. It’s a preventive measure against gifts from Yanderes. I knew you were trying to put a love letter from Yura in my shoe locker because of this.”

“You knew that I ‘once’ tried to put it in the shoe locker?”

I nodded.

“It seems you hesitated and ended up throwing it in the garbage, but that ‘hesitation’ saved Yura and me. If I hadn’t known that my shoe locker was being opened, even I wouldn’t have thought to rummage through the garbage. Your mob-like behavior protected the last line.You should be proud.”

“Who would be proud… Trash…”

Seeing Maria blush and turn her face away, I laughed bitterly. The next moment, Yura’s emotionless face loomed in front of me.

“What are you talking about?”

Her eyes, filled with such intensity, appeared to be painted pitch black.

“What… are you… talking about…?”

If I said something like “Momotaro”, would I be killed?

“Akiira-sama’s words… shouldn’t be monopolized by one person… I think it’s wrong… After all, Akiira-sama is a noble person… He shouldn’t exist for just one person… Akiira-sama is the closest thing to a god…”

From now on, should I have a live broadcast while having a conversation?

“And, and, I haven’t been praised, not praised――”

“Good girl, good girl!! Great, great, great!! Great, great, great!! Great, great, great!! Great, great, great!!”

As I enthusiastically petted Yura’s head, the corners of her eyes gradually drooped, and her gaze softened.

“Ah, Akiira-sama, I――”

“Hey, there’s a super cute girl at the school gate!”

“Eh, really?”

“She seems to be waiting for someone, but she’s super cute! Let’s go talk to her!”

A pair of lowerclassmen ran off, and I noticed a suspicious crowd forming at the school gate and sensed my sister’s impending arrival.

“Hey, isn’t that…”

“Yeah, that’s Kiriyama’s sister, right? We learned last year. She’s a crazy brocon, and she sees all men other than her brother as trash.”

“Some guy who insisted on sticking around found some hidden problem and ended up being suspended…”

As my classmates discovered me and froze, I greeted them with a smile, “Aloha!”

“Hey, see ya, Kiriyama!”

“Fool, don’t get involved!! Let’s go!! Run with all your might!!”

It’s strange to run away at full speed just because I greeted them, isn’t it?

“Are you… some kind of rare animal?”

“No, it’s a rare animal yandere user mistake.”

As I regained my composure and moved to the front of the school gate, I saw a group of first-year students surrounding a single junior high school girl, bombarding her with questions.

“Hey, who are you waiting for?”

“Shut up.”

“Do you want me to call them for you?”

“Your breath stinks.”

“At least tell us your name.”

“Drop dead.”

My sister, dressed in her school uniform, was playing with her smartphone with a serious expression, waiting for me. The first-year students surrounding my sister were trying hard to catch her attention, but their hearts seemed to be breaking due to her cold, indifferent responses.

“Your sister… she’s not cute at all… Even though she has an angelic face…”

“No, she’s cute. I’m proud of my sister (financially).”

At the sound of my voice, Sumire, my sister, reacted sensitively, quickly raised her face, and wore an adorable smile like an angel descending from heaven.

“On-i-i-chan~!!”

With the force of breaking through the crowd of people, Sumire clung to me with all her might, her sudden transformation left the group of first-year students standing in shock.

“I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you!! I love you so much!! I love everything about my brother!! I was surrounded by wooden dummies but, just as my brother said, I didn’t say anything too terrible, right? Do you like me? Do you love your sister? If my brother says he hates me, I can’t live, so say you love me?”

She clung to my entire body, making out with me, and showering me with kisses. Seeing Sumire like this, the first-year students left without a word.

“You did great, Sumire. You’re amazing, my sister, I’m proud of you. As a brother.”

“I love you… Onii-chan, I love you…”

With heavy panting, Sumire pressed her entire body against mine and looked up at me with moist eyes.

“Onii-chan, will you gouge out Sumire’s eyes?”

“Huh?”

I felt excitement from Sumire’s heaving chest.

“I want to burn the image of my brother into my eyes, and then I want my brother to gouge out my eyes… That way, I can live in a world where only my brother exists… I won’t see any other men… I want to be Sumire who belongs only to my brother…”

A pathological light resided in my sister’s eyes――

“Ahaha!! Stop joking around, Sumire! It’s as if my sister is a yandere! Ahaha!!”

Startled, Sumire let go of me.

“Eh, ehe. It’s a joke. Were you surprised?”

I was so surprised that I thought my heart was going to stop.

“…By the way, Onii-chan.”

Sumire pointed at Yura and Maria, smiling.

“What are those two pieces of garbage?”

Yura, who was pointed at, glared at my sister with eyes full of hatred.