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 26

Confinement

“Hmm-hmm-hm~”

Right now, Sumire Murasaki is in the kitchen, heating up a pot.

I’m sitting on a kitchen chair, watching her.

Sitting here, I’m bound. I literally can’t move.

How it came to this stems from the conversation we had in front of my room…

She asked about my height again, and thinking that I couldn’t lie anymore, I promptly apologized.

I confessed that I am actually 166 centimeters tall.

Then, she laughed and said, ‘I knew it~,’.

I felt relieved at her reaction, but…

After we went to the kitchen together, the situation changed drastically.

“Um, Murasaki-san…”

“What? Smelling the delicious curry?”

“No, not that, this rope?”

“Punishment for lying. Hehe, you’re getting off easy, so be grateful.”

” …… ”

“Oh, are you unhappy? I’m really hurt because my friend lied to me. Maybe I should die.”

“I… I’m sorry about that… um, how long will I be like this?”

“Who knows? If you’re a good boy, I’ll untie you soon.”

Saying this, she became quiet again.

Feeling that any further resistance could make the situation even worse, I decided to stay silent.

The curry simmers as time goes on.

And the rope creaks when I try to move my hands.

The room is so quiet that these are the only sounds I can clearly hear.

I wish Mom would come back soon…

With this thought, I quietly wait for the curry to be done.

And then.

“Alright, it’s ready.”

The curry is brought before me.

Steam swirls around it, making my forehead sweat a little due to the heat.

“…I can’t eat like this.”

“Ah, true. But you’re shorter than I thought, so it’s easier for me to feed you.”

“…I apologized for that earlier.”

“What? I’m not bothered by it. It’s normal for boys to exaggerate their height.”

” ….. ”

“But if I untie the ropes, you might sneakily make another phone call, and it’s bad manners to be on the phone during a meal, so I’ll feed you.”

“No, that’s…”

“No?”

“…Itadakimasu…”

And so, the dinner begins while I’m still restrained.

As the piping hot curry is brought to my mouth, the phone in my pocket is vibrating for some reason, but I have no way to check it.