On our way back to the classroom, we bumped into Tsuru in the hallway.
'Oh, he's back.
'Hey.
'Hmm? What's up, Alina?
Alina, who was walking a little behind me, looked unusually absent-minded and as if half of her soul had been drained out of her. I could see the cause, but I had no idea that it would affect her so much.
'Oh, no, I'm fine.
'Hmm? What's wrong? Take the comet.'
'Tsuru-kun, listen to me. This thing actually took out my kidney. Boom. He's going to sell it in Southeast Asia.
'How can you stand there so nonchalantly ......'
'Cause I'm still basking in the afterglow of the general anesthesia. He'll probably go crazy around midnight. I'm going to record it and post it on YouTube.
'So, what's the truth? You don't seem bothered by it anymore, but did you get it all sorted out?''
He glances at Alina.
Noticing his gaze, she blatantly looks away.
'Oh. Alina gave me some advice. I'm all right now. Thanks for taking the time to worry about me.
'No, no. I hope it's resolved.
Makoto picked up our voices and came out of the classroom.
'Oh, it's a comet!
Don't say 'sewage. Don't put 'O' in front of my name. You don't have to be a psychologist anymore because you've already solved your problem.
'No, my dream is to be a chef. ......'
Anyway, my problem is solved. Thanks for worrying about me, both of you.
They seemed unexplained. I would have reacted the same way if I were in their shoes. It's natural to wonder what happened when a cursed child suddenly returns to normal.
I'm sure they realize that I'm subtly avoiding the "what" part of the story. I think it's cowardly or obnoxious. I'm anticipating that and I'm confronting them. Don't pursue it any further.
Without so much as a 'bye', Alina and I return to our respective classrooms.
I take a breath and turn my pen.
After a while, the classroom started shaking.
No, no. It was my shaking.
(What the hell did I just say? )
The earth-shaking cries of the heart were transmitted to the classroom in the form of a poor shaking. I had no time to even joke with Makoto, who was staring at me with a serious face, and I writhed in my body, which was burning with shame. I felt like scratching my whole body, a feeling of 'I've f*cked up' that I had no place to go.
(The biggest mistake of my life. ......)
A few minutes ago.
'I can't answer for Shirana's feelings because I love Arina Hiba.
Time to stop. A moment later, everything stands still.
An endless list of question marks. I feel like I'm about to boil with shame and regret.
Immediately, I made a joke again.
And, oh dear! That's why I can't accept the courtship of 3.5 billion women! Oh, no, because, you know what? Wait, wait, wait! When I said I liked Arina Hiba, I was talking about the other angelic and gentle Arina Hiba, and I never--''
'......'
'Hey, hey, hey, hey, stop jiggling! Arina at the school festival! Come out!''
The outburst could no longer be stopped.
'...... so'.
'...... yes'
Heavy. Too heavy. Isn't the gravity five times heavier just at my feet? Cold sweat moistened my back, and a drop of uncomfortable sweat trickled down my back.
It was an unmistakable confession. It wasn't that I had made up my mind before or that I had a desire to go out with Alina. This does not mean that I do not like Alina. In fact, I like her. I feel like I say that all the time.
That's why I was surprised that it came out of my mouth. It came out so easily, as if I was being manipulated.
'You ...... know what happened to the guy who confessed to me, don't you?
'No, I know you know, but don't take me seriously! I'm just another ant--''
Know your place. You're an ugly little maggot, you're a worm, you're a worm of death. Do you think you can keep me company? Do you enjoy living? I'll take you to the health department as vermin.'
It's Alina, the normal girl. She crosses her arms and gives me a sharp look. I feel relief. Am I turning into a masochist? What a humiliation.
First of all, I don't want to see Alina blushing and '...... pouting', and if I did, I'd have a hard time reacting to it.
So. So you're not going to confess to Shirana. I'm glad you're relieved from your agony.
'Oh, oh ...... I think I can manage ......'
'Okay, I'm going back. Oh, and, uh... If you tell anyone that I kidnapped you or anything, I'll throw all your organs in the ocean.
'Nutritious organs that can cause a red tide, you know?'
He turned his head to the side and strode out of the rose garden.
I thought he was going to give me a follow-up comment, but he didn't say anything.
And here we are.
(Oh ......, seriously, what am I saying? ......)
I want to forget. I want to drink so much tomato juice that I can't even remember who I am anymore.
So I took a glass of tomato juice out of my bag and downed it in one gulp. It's a good thing that I can dispose of the paper carton of tomato juice in the trash in the classroom. No, I don't care about that to the death. It's just a matter of the immediate future. I have to answer back to Shirana.
But in the corner of my mind I'm thinking...
Can I really reject her?)
It's indecision at its worst. But the fact that I had such a thought was so highlighted that it was hard to make a leg up on it.
But I've just come up with a solution. No one wants a relationship born out of pity, not even Hakuna.
I opened my phone's contact list and tapped 'Hakuna Namiki.
Hello, this is Hakuna.
It's a comet. Where do you want to meet after school?'
'...... former staff room'
'Eh--'
Boom.
He hung up.
Ex-staff room. He said it clearly.
I was upset that he chose the ex-barbers' garden. He said he was going to meet me at the former rose garden, where I had just been. Why did he choose that place in this big high school? And I wonder if he doesn't hate it. This is where I used to hang out with Alina. I wonder if you have any resistance to a place where the person you love was friends with girls other than yourself.