My Classmate Whom I Helped Seems to Be Mentally Sick, So I've Been Trying My Best to Hide My True Identity, But It Seems Like I've Been Found Out - Chapter 13

Relief

“Haa, haaah…”

“Huh, Takizawa-kun? What’s the matter?”

“What’s the matter, you ask…”

When I rushed up to the rooftop, there was Sumire Murasaki.

She was there, but there was absolutely no serious atmosphere around her; on the contrary, she seemed quite calm.

Standing in the middle of the rooftop, she was enjoying the wind, spreading her arms wide and looking up at the sky.

Seeing her like that, I felt a bit annoyed.

“Come on, after sending those messages on LINE, this is a bit too much.”

“And what about you? Who was that girl from before? Hey, why won’t you answer my question?”

“No, that… I don’t know her either.”

“Hmm, so that’s your excuse. Why would a girl you don’t know talk to you? Was she hitting on you?”

“No, that’s not it…”

Putting aside why I was making excuses like a boyfriend suspected of cheating, I explained what the girl who had approached me had said.

“She asked if we were close?”

“Yeah. So, I naturally thought she was your acquaintance.”

“Well, I don’t know. So, she really isn’t your acquaintance?”

“Y-yes.”

As I nodded repeatedly, as if pleading, the cloudiness in her eyes gradually cleared.

“Oh, so you didn’t lie to me.”

“I, I would never lie.”

“Really? There is nothing else you are lying to me about?”

“Th, that…”

Being pressed again, I felt flustered.

I have been lying from the start.

There is the fact that I am concealing that I saved her, regardless of the reason.

But this is the one thing I cannot admit.

If I admit it, I will be haunted by a severely mentally ill person for the rest of my life.

Besides, if I admit it here, I will be accused of having lied after all, and seeing her in this state, who knows what she would do.

“You can’t say it after all.”

“No, that——”

“Hmm. Well, whatever. Ah, the bell rang. It’s break time.”

“Y-yeah. By the way, about the line from Murasaki-san a while ago…”

“What is it?”

“…You shouldn’t say things like you want to die. It makes me worried, as a friend.”

Saying this would also be a lie.

I was worried, but it was more about self-preservation because I didn’t want her to die because of me.

I wish she would stop doing such troublesome things.

Even though she really doesn’t want to die.

“Is it wrong to talk to you if I feel so painful that I want to die?”

“No, it’s fine if you want to tell me if you’re in that much pain.”

“That’s why I said it? I said, I’m going to die.”

“But when I came, Murasaki-san seemed…”

She seemed fine.

As I was about to say that, something fell from her hand with a clatter.

I inadvertently lower my gaze.

Then, there was a small knife rolling there.

” ….. ”

“Ah, sorry Takizawa-kun. I don’t plan to use it anymore.”

“Umm, that is…”

Sumire Murasaki, who picks up the knife as if it’s nothing and folds it into her pocket, turns to me, who is bewildered, and smiles.

“With this, I was thinking of dying here with you, Takizawa-kun, but I’m glad I stopped.”