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 43

She Seemed Like a Goddess

“This is… bad…”

It feels like my bladder is about to burst.

I never imagined that as an adult, I’d be on the verge of wetting myself.

But right now, that’s precisely the situation I’m in.

And it’s in the room of a girl who’s my classmate, no less.

It’s beyond terrible. Traumatizing, really.

But right now, I can’t afford to think about any of that.

All I’m focused on is tensing my lower body, trying desperately not to let it out.

But I know that my limit is approaching.

“Sorry for the wait.”

It was at that moment.

In front of me, pushed to my limits, Sumire, clad in pajamas, appeared.

“Ah…”

“What’s wrong? Do you need the restroom?”

“Yes, I’m about to… I really have to go.”

“You want to use the toilet?”

“Yes, I really do.”

“Well, if I let you go, will you promise to come back?”

“Yes, I promise! Please, hurry.”

“Alright then.”

——Click.

The sound echoed as Sumire fiddled with the handcuffs, freeing my arm.

Afterward, I dashed to the toilet without a second thought.

The idea of escaping or the urgency of the situation had left me as soon as my business was done.

By the time I emerged from the restroom, I had completely forgotten about being handcuffed just moments before.

“Phew…”

Feeling a mix of relief for not having an accident in a classmate’s room and the exhilaration of being free, I casually returned to the room.

There, I found Sumire, her cheeks flushed with a touch of embarrassment.

“Hey, are you mad at me?”

“Huh?”

“Because… I was a bit mean. I really just didn’t want you to go anywhere.”

“Murasaki-san… ”

“Listen, I won’t use the handcuffs anymore, but can you promise me you won’t go anywhere?”

“Uh, well…”

“You won’t leave, right? You’ll stay, right?”

As Sumire Murasaki gradually closed the distance between us, and the scent of her shampoo wafted through the air.

The night breeze that had previously chilled my body blew in again from a gap in the window, making her hair sway gently.

For some reason, the sight of her made my heart race.

I didn’t know why.

But as she nervously approached me, this frail-looking girl didn’t seem malicious in any way.

The handcuffs on the floor and the sweat on my forehead from holding in my urge.

I felt that all of these were the results of her emotions directed towards me.

I couldn’t bring myself to be harsh towards her.

I silently nodded and took a step further into the room.