He imagined Harano Seigo's pitiful death, imagined Wanhua Summer Night's reaction, imagined everyone else's reaction …
Kazufuru gradually calmed down as various scenes appeared in his mind.
… Did he really have to do it?
That was killing someone.
Although she truly hated Seigo Harano and wished that he didn't exist in this world, if she had to kill him …
The excellent student's demonic expression slowly faded as a conflicted expression appeared on his face.
'I have to use that item if I want to live. That's why I wasn't in the wrong; I was forced to do it.
But … was Harano Seigo wrong?
His existence was an eyesore to all the boys in his class, but … he was a good person!!
Even though Kazufuru hated Seigo so much that he wished that Seigo didn't exist, he had to admit that Harano Seigo was a good person — a handsome, cheerful, and helpful classmate.
He felt that Seigo was an eyesore because he was too excellent. Whenever he faced Seigo, he would feel inferior and jealous.
Killing him … was it really alright?
Kazufuru's conscience was questioning him.
This wasn't a question of whether it was alright or not! 'I have to do this! I want to live! What's wrong with killing the person I hate so that I can live!!?
That's right … but …
No buts! That's it! I'll kill Harano Seigo! I'll kill him tomorrow!!
Wanhua Summer Night will be heartbroken …
I want her to be heartbroken! That's the best!!
'Is this really … alright?
What else can I do!!?? '
Kazufuru roared in his heart as he struggled.
…
Kazufuru Ooike applied for a day off.
Apparently, he caught a cold after being caught in the rain yesterday.
How unlucky for him to catch a cold at such a time. Hopefully, he'll recover before Valentine's Day … that was what Seiji thought when he heard the news.
The atmosphere in class became rather subtle as this special holiday approached. The male students' gazes became much more piercing, causing Seiji to smile wryly in his heart.
The only thing he could do was to act like he always did.
It was raining again today. And according to the weather forecast, it was likely that the weather would be like this for the next few days.
I hope it will clear up on Valentine's Day. Although a rainy Valentine's Day had its own charm, a sunny day was more pleasant.
Wednesday.
Kazufuru Ooike requested another day off.
It was said that a few students who were on good terms with this top student wanted to visit him, but they were politely rejected. It seemed that he had a bad cold.
During lunch break, Kaori was surrounded by a group of girls, asking them for tips on how to make chocolate. Mika and Chiaki also joined in.
Thus, Seiji had a rare experience of eating lunch alone.
Later, he learned that the situation developed to the point where there was a handmade chocolate cooking class after school. There were many participants, and even some girls from other classes came … You're amazing, Kaori -sensei.
Thursday.
Kazufuru Ooike came to school.
He was wearing a mask and had dark circles under his eyes. He looked lethargic.
When Seiji looked at Kazufuru, Kazufuru also looked at him. Their gazes met.
Seiji saw that the honorary student secretary's gaze was gloomy and complicated.
The next second, Kazufuru retracted his gaze.
Seiji was puzzled.
Between classes.
When Seiji went to the bathroom, he saw Kazufuru standing by himself in the hallway by the window, looking at the rain outside.
"Ooike-san … how are you feeling?" Seiji walked up to Kazufuru and asked.
"I'm fine. Thank you for your concern," the excellent student answered calmly while still looking outside the window.
Seiji also looked outside the window and fell silent for a moment.
"Ooike-san, do you have something you want to say?" Kazufuru asked in a light voice.
"… Why do you ask?"
"Because I feel like you want to say something to me."
Kazufuru was rendered speechless.
"If I'm overthinking things, I apologize." Seiji turned around and was about to leave.
"Harano -san …" a low voice spoke up.
Seiji paused in his footsteps.
"Would it be alright for us to talk by ourselves tonight?" Kazufuru asked in a low voice.
"… Sure." Something flashed in Seiji's eyes as he answered.
"Thank you." Kazufuru thanked him and told him the time and place.
"Don't tell anyone else about this." The excellent student secretary left after saying this.
Seiji watched Kazufuru leave before he turned around and left as well.
That night, the rain stopped.
Seiji arrived at the appointed location, a small park.
He saw that Kazufuru Ooike was squatting in a sandbox and building a sand tower.
A high school boy wearing a jacket, long pants, a face mask, and eyeglasses was squatting in a sandbox meant for children to play with … this scene seemed rather strange.
"Good evening, Ooike-san."
"… Good evening, Harano -san."
Kazufuru dusted off the sand on his hands, stood up, and turned around to face Seiji Mukai.
"Why did you come?" Seiji asked in a low voice while looking at Kazufuru.
"Because I agreed," Seiji replied.
"Why did you agree? We're not friends. Isn't it strange for us to meet by ourselves at night? "
"It is indeed strange. That's exactly why I agreed," Seiji stated calmly.
"Because you're curious? Heh heh … curiosity kills. "Kazufuru chuckled coldly.
"Sometimes it does, but I believe in Ooike-san."
"Believe in me? Heh heh … believe in what? Believe that I won't do anything to you!? "Kazufuru's tone suddenly became sharp." Believe that I can't defeat you! No matter what, I won't be able to threaten you! Is that so!!? "
"No." Seiji looked directly at Kazufuru. "I believe that Ooike-san isn't someone who would kill me."
Kazufuru paused in surprise for a moment.
Then, a complex, dark, and deep emotion welled up in his heart, causing him to blurt out …
"Bullshit!!!"
Kazufuru's roar shook the night sky.
"I want to kill you! I really want to kill you!! You super annoying bastard!! It's good that you're dead!! "
Kazufuru's curses were filled with negative emotions. Without a doubt, they came from the bottom of his heart.
Seiji sensed Kazufuru's evil intentions, but his expression remained calm.
Everyone fell silent.
Seiji had to be within four meters of Kazufuru and stare at him for four seconds without anyone else seeing him … the conditions were met!
All that was left was to have a clear intent to kill him and say the word "kill" four times.
Kazufuru wanted to do this.
However, he was mysteriously unable to make a sound. It was as if something was stuck in his throat.
"You want to kill me, but you won't actually kill me," Seiji stated in a light voice. "That's because doing so would be the equivalent of denying yourself, Ooike-san."
Kazufuru paused in surprise.
"Ooike-san, you've always been working hard, and you're proud of this. The you who's like this truly wants to defeat your opponent, not to destroy your opponent. "Seiji looked directly into Kazufuru's eyes.
"You feel that you can't defeat me, so you hate me and want me to disappear. However, you definitely won't actually kill me, because doing so would be admitting that you'll never be able to defeat me, and you'll completely give up on your pride.
Your hard work isn't worth so little, and your pride isn't limited to just this much. You should be able to see clearly … even if you're momentarily confused, pained, and struggling, you'll eventually recognize and believe in yourself.
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