I, Who Longs To Be A Dependent, Have Decided To Be Owned By A Yandere - Chapter 54

Sensei, what are you doing here?

“Well, I’m just taking a break…”

The teacher with an airy short hairstyle that leaves wispy bangs, wearing a casual aloha shirt, smiles with a handsome face that could even outshine a reader model, all against the backdrop of the vast blue ocean.

“I thought the security on this island would be too strict for women to come and go.”

“Indeed, I tried to force my way through by saying, ‘I’m a man,’ but I had to give up because I couldn’t avoid a body check.”

“No, with that chest, you could deceive a body check―Sensei, my arm doesn’t bend that way.”

Apologizing repeatedly to the teacher who tried to bend my arm in an odd direction, I give a cold stare to the nuisance in front of me.

“So, what brings you to my island, honey?”

“As always, your adaptability to the environment is exceptional… Have you decided to live on this island permanently?”

“No one would refuse to live in heaven forever.”

“…Kiriyama.”

Unya-sensei puts away the cigarette she was smoking, and then shoves one hand into her pocket.

“I’m not going to say anything bad, so go back. This place may be heaven now, but eventually, it will turn into hell.”

I think even hell can become heaven if you adapt to it.

“By any chance, did you come all the way here to warn me, Sensei?”

“No, just taking a break.”

Sensei takes out sunglasses and puts them on with a very natural movement. It seems that as you get older, you become more concerned about ultraviolet rays.

“Well, I know you’re not the kind of guy who listens to what others say. Do whatever you like. I’ll enjoy my vacation in my own way.”

With that, Sensei starts walking along the water’s edge, dipping her beach sandals into the sea, and begins to raise her cheerful voice.

Seriously, what is this person here for?

“Kiriyama, there’s a crab! A crab!!”

How cute, a thirty-year-old.

As I ignore her, unya-sensei walks closer and closer, grabs my hand, and forcibly drags me along.

“Kiriyama, look! It’s a crab!!”

Don’t get so excited, thirty-year-old.

“It’s a crab!!”

Did this person have a parent killed by a crab or something?

The crab with a bluish-gray shell tinged with blue begins to scuttle away quickly, and Unya-sensei raises her voice, “Uwah!” and clings to me.

“Kiriyama, it’s a crab!!”

If I don’t react, will this loop forever? → No, I can’t choose that feeling?

In that case, I have no choice but to get serious.

“Wowwwwwwwwwwwwww!! Amazinggggggggggggggg!! It’s a crabbbbbbbbbbb!! Crabcrabbbbbbbbb!!”

With both hands making peace signs on my head and shouting at full power while doing high-speed side-to-side jumps, Kumotani-sensei reveals a flinching smile.

“You’re really enjoying yourself, Kiriyama.”

You want me to kill you?

“Why don’t we catch it and keep it as a pet? Look, I brought a picture diary, so let’s try keeping an observation diary together.”

Sensei, in high spirits, takes out a picture diary with “Enikki” written on it from his waist bag and hands it to me.

“No, at this age, a picture diary is―”

“Kiriyama! It’s escaping!! Catch it!!”

With swift movements, the crab starts to flee, and the grown woman, gripping my clothes, bellows in my ear, “Kiriyama! Catch it! Kiriyama!!”

“I guess I have no choice…”

As I reluctantly crouch down, the remaining time on the timer, “3 minutes 11 seconds,” catches my eye.

“Ah.”

“What’s wrong, Kiryu!? It’s getting away! The crab is getting away! It’s escaping!!”

Direct that obsession toward marriage.

“Sensei, this is bad. Get away from me right now.”

“What’s wrong?”

Regaining her composure, Unya-sensei notices my wristwatch just by following my eye movement and nods, “I see,” after looking at the remaining time.

“Is the ID information embedded in it…? You use this to enter and exit the house where you sleep, right? It has a built-in distance measuring device and even GPS. The entry and exit are managed by ID, and the mechanism is designed to automatically switch the timer on and off when it is within a certain distance, communicating in real-time with the paired terminal.”

“…You understand?”

“Mostly. I don’t know the details unless I remove the exterior.”

Who are you, anyway?

“Kiriyama, shall we remove it?”

“Huh?”

Sensei casually mentions removing the wristwatch that is securely locked and absolutely cannot be removed without Fii’s permission.

“Can you remove it? There are only about two minutes left.”

“Well, I do have the key.”

“Huh?”

Taking out a small key from his pocket, my homeroom teacher dangles it nonchalantly.

“Where did you get that…?”

“Your Fiancee dropped it.”

No way. It’s impossible. Fii, who is so obsessed with me, would never drop the key needed to control me, Kiriyama Akira.

“Unya-sensei… who on earth are you…?”

The gaze of the teacher in front of me shifts behind me, and when I turn around, deceived―a demon-like Fii with bright red eyes is standing there.

“Darling was approached. By a woman. Impossible. Unbelievable. By my Darling. My beloved Darling. By a woman. Approached. Why. Strange. Something is strange. Fii was watching. Strange. I said I love you. Strange. It was perfect. Strange.”

“Hey, Fii! This is Unya-sensei! My homeroom teacher! Nice to meet you!”

“Kiriyama, you’ve definitely chosen the wrong timing to introduce us.”

I know!!

“Kumoya… Un, Ya…?”

With fury in her eyes, Fii bites her lips, regains her senses as she stares at Unya-sensei in front of her, and backs away with an astonished expression.

“Un Ya… I know… this woman… from that time…”

“It’s impressive that you have such a good memory. Kiriyama has completely forgotten about you.”

“Huh?”

Standing between them, I compare the two and open my mouth.

“Do you know each other?”

Fii, who bit her lip, glared at Unya-sensei, who was leisurely smiling.