Chapter 22: 22

 

Chapter 22

The Truth About The Rainy Day

AN: This was my first time writing a story from Aikawa-san’s point of view, so It might be a bit long.

TLN: Enjoy the chapter~

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“Onee-chan~! Dinner’s ready~!”

Misuzu’s cheerful voice coming from downstairs suddenly brought me back to my senses.

I looked down at my phone, which I was holding tightly in both of my hands, and saw the short text on the screen.

I couldn’t help but feel a smile forming on my face.

I don’t know how many times I’ve looked at it, but there was a reply from him that said, 『All right.』

“…♪”

I plucked up the courage to ask him out, but I was happy to see how quickly he replied with his approval.

I remembered burying my face in my bed for a while when I received this reply.

As I looked around my room without any interior decoration or whatsoever, I yelled in a loud voice,

“Mhn!”

Although Misuzu probably can’t hear me, I’ve recovered a lot in terms of voice volume.

Not long ago, I could only speak in a muffled voice that no one could hear.

But now it’s different… and this was all thanks to him.

“Mio, we’ll be having beef stew today.”

“Mhn…!”

Dad calmly smiled at me. I couldn’t help but relax my cheeks at his gentle smile.

(Stew, huh… I’m glad.)

In our house, Dad always cooks dinner for us.

I make my own lunch, but I can’t cook elaborate dishes like stew or anything that requires fire. Mom used to cook for us… but now, it’s just our Dad.

“”Thanks for the food””

“…Mhm.”

The three of us couldn’t say “Thanks for the food” together.

Because I couldn’t even… say it. I couldn’t sing when everyone else was singing. I could only look down when everyone else was talking.

I’m used to it, but sometimes I feel lonely. There were several times when I hated myself for not being able to open my mouth when I tried to speak, and I felt like my heart was about to break.

But I was blessed by the people around me. Misuzu and Dad helped me a lot in difficult times.

In fact, when I entered the school, Dad informed the teachers of my situation in advance.

Because of that, I was never called at or warned in class. But in exchange, my academic grades were quite low.

…Then my little sister Misuzu, the most important person in the world to me.

She would comfort me when I am sad and she would laugh when I’m happy. If it were not for her, I wouldn’t be able to keep my fragile heart.

“Onee-chan! What did you do with Onii-chan today?”

“Haha, you’ve been talking to Kurose-kun a lot lately, aren’t you?”

Misuzu suddenly asked me to talk about him, and Dad laughed when he heard it. Feeling my cheeks turned a little red, I took out a small notepad and wrote down the things that happened today.

We ate lunch together today and stopped by a crepe shop that I’ve been wanting to go to. When I wrote that, they happily smiled at me.

“Onee-chan really likes Onii-chan, huh~?”

Misuzu’s words seemed to get to the heart of the matter, and I was at a loss for words when she asked me with such a pure look in her eyes.

“…”

If I had to choose between If I like it or not, I would say I “Like” it without hesitation.

I’ve been distancing myself from the people around me since I was a freshman in high school.

I had turned down every boy’s confession, because I didn’t think I was capable of being in a relationship.

Even if I had been in a relationship with someone, I’m sure they would have dumped me after a few months.

Those who confessed to me for such a purpose may be satisfied with that. But in a pure relationship, me not being able to “speak” was too fatal.

It wouldn’t be fun to be with me, because I couldn’t carry on a conversation, and my facial expression doesn’t change much either.

I thought that love would be impossible for me, as I was as inorganic as a doll.

(But ever since that day, I…)

…Before I knew it, I had written down the events of that day on my notepad.

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It was a cold and chilly winter that day…

I was a freshman in high school at the time, and a group of girls from my class called me out.

I was called to a small staircase that led to the roof. There was no one around, and there were no surveillance cameras installed here either.

The group that consisted of the three of them  had a bad reputation within the school, so I was prepared to a certain extent.

I was aware that men liked me, and I also understood that I was an oddball that was uncooperative with other people.

“You really don’t talk much, do you?”

“It’s annoying that you’re so popular.”

“Yeah, and it’s really gross.”

I was prepared for this, but the sharp words easily tore my heart to shreds.

“You’re making me sick, you know that?”

“You’re making me really uncomfortable, so don’t come to school anymore.”

“You’re getting carried away, aren’t you?”

The storm of verbal abuse that was aimed at me, made me want to run away.

But when I tried to escape, I was grabbed by my shoulder and bangs really hard.

Then Mizuno-san, the leader of the group, smiled eerily and slammed the wall hard as if to intimidate me.

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“Hey, why are you trying to run away? Are you scared?”

I couldn’t do anything to resist, all I could do was endure. My body naturally trembled, then a single tear fell down on my cheek. Seeing this, the three of them started laughing again.

Just as I thought… It’s hopeless. Just why? Why am I the only one who has to go through with this?

If I had to go through this terrible experience, then… I should’ve died back then.

“Hmph, you’re crying over this?”

As she said those, a dry crackling sound suddenly rang out in the quiet space.

“…!”

My cheek tingles with pain. When I realized I had been slapped by Mizuno-san, tears began to flow again.

“””AHAHAHAHA!!!”””

Fear coursed throughout my body, making me shudder. I was cornered against the wall, and I could feel a cool sensation on my back.

 

 

(I’m scared… I’m really scared…)

 

 

It hurts… It hurts so bad… I just wanted to be at peace… but why am I…

 

 

 

But at that moment when I was about to be swallowed up by the black emotions that were bubbling up from my heart,

*Kan!* The three of them immediately looked behind them in surprise as a loud footstep could be heard from the stairs. I couldn’t figure out who the footsteps belonged to, but I knew that the sound was intentional.

“Quiet… someone’s coming.”

“Is it a teacher?”

“This could be bad…”

The only way for them to escape this place was to run on the other side of the stairs. However, the three of them continued to stare at the stairs, without moving an inch.

Seen from this side, this could only look like bullying. So If the real identity of the footsteps was a teacher like they mentioned earlier, they could be punished, and because of that a tense atmosphere surrounded the three of them.

“Ah… Mizuno, Maeda, Sugiyama. I will call a teacher.”

A few seconds later, I heard a boy’s voice that sounded crystal clear. From the youthfulness of his voice, I could tell he was a student like me.

I honestly thought it was a beautiful voice. Then the three of them moved away from the stairs a little bit, as if they were suspicious that their identities were being grasped.

“Who the hell are you!? This is none of your business!!”

Mizuno-san shouted hysterically. I couldn’t help but be impressed by her ability to use violent words when she didn’t even know who he was.

Well, I’m sure she’s doing that because she was not afraid of the danger of the voice could belong to a senior or something like that. If possible, I wanted the teacher to come, because the three of them seemed to be more scared than I thought.

“…I will call a teacher.”

When he said that as if to make sure he would do it, the three of them clicked their tongues and gave me a threatening remark. As for Mizuno-san, she stomped on my foot.

“Argh! This is annoying!”

“Don’t come to school anymore, all right!?”

“If you tell anyone about this, you’re finished.”

Then three of them impatiently headed down at the side of the stairs.

They may have been relieved that it wasn’t the teacher.

But, they were probably creeped out by the fact that someone knew who they were.

Now that I think about it… if he didn’t helped, I would’ve definitely been broken right now.

“….”

I slumped on the floor as if I had lost my strength. I leaned against the wall while I wiped my tears with my handkerchief when the boy called out to me again.

“Take care.”

His footsteps became more distant as he said that. This was my first encounter with the boy.

From that moment on, I had been thinking about him, and his voice had been going around in my head.

Starting from that day, I was curious to know who the owner of the voice was.

Wanting to say thank you and the curiosity to get involved with him, drove me to search for him.

I listened to the voices of a lot of people, looking for a voice that matched his. I listened everywhere and even visited the senior’s floor.

 

 

But, in the end… I couldn’t find him.

 

 

 

 

(After all… who was that guy?)

One rainy day, as I watched the downpour, I asked the murky sky.

Even though I asked, I could not get an answer. There was no way I would get a reply.

Even though I knew that, I kept asking. I thought that my frustration of not being able to find the answer was probably part of it.

A number of students were taking shelter from the rain at the school’s entrance. Among them, I suddenly spotted a boy who caught my attention.

“….”

A black-haired boy operating his phone in a languid manner without saying a word.

Come to think of it, that’s “Kurose Ryuta”-kun… in my class, right? He was always quiet in the classroom, so I didn’t have the impression that he stood out that much.

But the languid look on his face… it matched with that voice. Then my premonition had come true.

“Ah~ I can’t wait for it to stop…”

The moment I heard that voice, I immediately dropped the umbrella I was holding.

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