I, Who Longs To Be A Dependent, Have Decided To Be Owned By A Yandere - Chapter 57

The Wedge of the Gifted

There are beings who are called gifted prodigies.

I had only recently learned of this term. Back in my kindergarten days, when I knew nothing, I had no idea that Fiene Almhold, who could perfectly recite the content of a book written in one volume, was a special existence.

“Yui”

She never showed “herself” in front of adults.

“You are the second wife”

While easily assembling a 7x7x7 Rubik’s cube, she spat out these words with a bored look.

“A single gift from my best friend, Fii”

Apart from me, who was chosen as her friend, Fiene had only superficial relationships with other children. Only I was recognized and allowed to be by her side.

“Fii does not recognize any other woman. The only women allowed to be by Akira-kun’s side are Fii and you, is that okay?”

“…Yeah”

“Yui”

Seeing a large amount of paper scattered with English letters written on them, I stood still.

“Do you understand?”

“…No”

Right after saying so, Fiene smiled faintly.

“Look closely”

As I picked up the pile of paper in confusion, I noticed that only the cover page of the first page was written in English, and the rest of the pages had “What is your name?” written in Japanese.

“You are completely submissive to Fii”

She whispered.

“That’s why you lose without a fight”

The words still linger in my heart.

“You are–”

Her aquamarine eyes stirred ominously in my mind, and a sense of defeat was etched into my heart.

“You can never beat me”

The wedge was driven in.

“Eh, that’s not like you, Minatsuki-senpai. Are you going to give up?”

Sumire asked cheerfully, and Yui responded with a bitter face.

“I will never give up on Akira-kun. He is the only one I can truly love”

“But… but… you just said… that you can’t get him back…”

“That’s a monster”

Yui whispered with conviction.

“I can’t get Akira-kun back. But I never said I would “give up” on Akira-kun”

“Huh? If you say something like that, isn’t it basically the same as giving up?”

“…Sumire-chan, you’ve been noisy since earlier, haven’t you?”

A tense atmosphere began to permeate Akira’s room, and Yura raised her feeble voice in a panic.

“Now is not the time to fight… we should calm down, right…?”

“Calm down? How do you expect me to calm down!?”

“Here is Akira-sama’s room… He is not present, so anything is allowed…”

At those words, a tense silence enveloped the room. Yui, Sumire, and Yura’s eyes were darting around as if monitoring each other – and they all started at once.

“I got it!!”

Using her small physique to her advantage, Sumire jumped onto the bed, but of course, Yui grabbed her foot and dropped her to the ground. Yura, who had been aiming for a fisherman’s gain, ran towards the bed, but fell when the wire that had been tied around her ankle was pulled.

“Akira-kun’s!! Bed is!! Mine!! From the beginning of time!!”

Only Yui, who had not lost her balance, desperately reached out to the bed. But she tripped over Yura’s wig, which had been thrown in her path.

The three of them, who were now in a state of equilibrium, grabbed each other’s clothes and arms, their bloodshot eyes gleaming with desire.

“…Let’s make a peace treaty”

An hour later, Yui proposed the “Akira Bed Peace Treaty”. After a heated discussion, the three of them held hands while glaring at each other with murderous eyes.

“Minatsuki-senpai”

Sumire, who had snuck into Akira’s bed, looked at the ceiling happily.

“Peace is a good thing”

“Fuee”

Yui, who was lying on her back next to her with her face buried in Akira’s pillow, answered while taking deep breaths like a vacuum cleaner.

“I feel like I’ve reached… Akira-sama’s… origin…”

Yura, who was crawling under the bed sheets and searching for the smelliest spot, was waving her scissors around looking for a place to take home.

“…Minatsuki-senpai”

“Fanee?”

“If the woman who kidnapped Onii-chan is someone you know, don’t you know any “clues”?”

Yui slowly closed her eyes as she pulled her face away from the pillow.

“Unya-sensei”

“Eh?”

“If it’s Unya-sensei…”

With her eyes still closed, she whispered.

“I’m sure she knows”

Looking at Minatsuki Yui lying next to her, Sumire was thinking about the relationship between “Fiene Almholdt” and her brother’s homeroom teacher.