The realization, however, didn’t immediately put Yuki at ease. He remained mentally and physically anxious for another thirty minutes until fatigue crept into his eyes. When he finally managed to calm down, he had already lost the urge to continue writing, so he called it a day. As he lay on the bed, he couldn’t […]
Just as everything was starting to calm down, an unexpected incident occurred, shattering the peace. “I don’t get it, sensei. I thought he had gotten better. Why is this happening now?” “Mito-san, your son went through something terrible. I don’t expect him to recover fast. I assure you this is normal.” “Sensei, you should have
Yuki pretended that he had no idea that Kazuki’s girlfriend was far away. He was trying to crack a joke, insinuating that Kazuki was cheating, but for some reason, Kazuki didn’t catch on. “Baka! You know she’s in Tokyo. I’ve come to pick you up,” Kazuki countered, sounding quite annoyed. But he wasn’t really annoyed.
And then Ren said, “I don’t want you to fall.” Nothing could have prepared Yuki for the brutality of those words. He knew this was bound to happen, but the timing was terrible. And Ren saying it nonchalantly was beyond the pale. “You could have at least picked a better time and place,” Yuki grumbled
“I’m just kidding, Mito-san. I’ve eaten. Okaasan would kill me if I left home with an empty stomach,” Ren confessed, smirking. Yuki’s mother gave him a skeptical look. “Are you sure? You can have a second breakfast if you like,” she insisted while slowly reaching for the broom and dustpan from the other wall. She
One pleasant evening somewhere in Kashiwazaki— “Kaasan ni korosareru,” Yuki mumbled as he dashed through the streets of Hisumi with his chest drumming. His mother had told him to buy wakame and dashi at Family Mart, which was a short bike ride away, but he somehow took longer than expected. Although the delay was unintentional,
So far, none of those closest to him appeared suspicious. But he couldn’t be too complacent. He had to remember that he was standing in a sea of black while wearing a conspicuously blue garment. If anything, he had just inadvertently revealed his location to his attacker. The only reassuring thing about this was that
Another gloomy morning. Shinjirarenai! It had been like this for six days straight. Even the long-time residents of Tohoku found it bizarre. It was the kind of weather they usually only saw in winter or during a slow-moving typhoon. August felt far too early for it. Hours slipped away fast, too. One minute, roads rippled
