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 14

Sneaking Away is Not Good

“I’m going to be killed…”

I had been trembling ever since I returned to the classroom.

There’s no need to say why.

I had just narrowly avoided a coerced double suicide on the rooftop.

Moreover, it was by the hand of just a friend.

This is not sane.

“…What should I do?”

Shivering, frightened, and trembling, I realized one thing.

Perhaps I should say I ended up realizing it.

To begin with, I shouldn’t have become friendly with that girl, let alone become lovers.

Whether it’s being friends or being understanding.

I shouldn’t become someone important to her.

If I do, I’ll be continually bound by possessiveness until the end, and if I try to leave, I’ll be killed.

In that sense, I am already cornered.

Becoming friends, becoming club members, and above all, telling her a significant lie.

It’s like living with a knife pressed against my back.

I don’t want this, I don’t want to die….

What should I do…

“Takizawa-kun.”

“…Hmm? Oh, you’re the girl from this morning.”

Looking up at the girl who spoke to me, I recognized her.

The girl who approached me this morning to talk.

I remember her face well because the trouble began in the first place because of her.

Light hair color, big droopy eyes, adorable duck lips.

She is beautiful.

Although there is a somewhat gloomy atmosphere about her, she is as beautiful as Sumire Murasaki.

“I am Saki Mifune from class three. Remember it.”

“I see. So, what do you need from me?”

“I asked this morning as well, but what is your relationship with Sumire Murasaki? You seem to get along quite well for just club members.”

“…Like I said, we’re just acquaintances. Um, is that all?”

“One more thing. Don’t you recognize me?”

“Recognize? No, I don’t.”

I thought about it when Mifune-san, or whatever, spoke to me this morning, but I really don’t remember meeting her.

It’s unlikely that she knows me one-sidedly.

While I was tilting my head, wondering what kind of question it was, Mifune-san just muttered, “Alright.” and left.

***

“……”

It became lunchtime.

And, at the same time, I received a message.

Of course from Sumire Murasaki, and the content is again something similar to this morning.

【Liar】

【Die】

【You seemed to be talking so friendly.】

【You said you are not an acquaintance.】

【Shall I die now?】

【I am in the home economics prep room.】

Such were the contents of the message.

Although it was the second time, and I wasn’t panicked about the talk of death, the fact that Sumire Murasaki’s mood had soured again frightened me.

It means she was watching.

Watching me. Secretly, from somewhere.

Imagining that sent shivers down my spine.

And imagining what kind of state she, who is waiting for me in the home economics prep room, is in, I can’t stop trembling.

Should I go, or should I not?

But this is school, and she is in the same grade, and she knows where I live.

I can’t possibly run away.

Running away now feels like it would only make the situation worse later on.

With no other choice.

Really with no other choice, I got up from my seat and headed towards the home economics prep room where she was waiting.