The Road to One Day Be the Strongest

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My partner (alarm clock) woke me up when the morning sun began to leak out of the gap in the curtain.

"Kuh, fuhhhh. It's too early in the morning, why did you wake up so early?

I look at the clock with my sleeping eyes, but I was still referring to a time that was two hours earlier than usual. I have no idea what that means at all.

I remember yesterday when I was desperate.

"Oh, no, was today consultation day?

Yes, it's consultation day. Maybe that had something to do with it and woke up early in the morning. I decided to have breakfast and go to school. [M]

Let's talk about me here.

My parents are already in the other world.

Was that years ago? When I got home, I had an uncle and an aunt, and they let me know my parents were in a car accident. He said he took his breath away a few minutes before I arrived, although it would be nice if he hurried to the hospital. I wish I'd cried to a boulder then...

Now I went to a university in one of the largest provinces in Japan. I live alone. My uncle and aunt are paying for school fees, etc., but I still go to school while working part-time because I'm sorry. Thank you to the two of you who are giving me the money. If that's not enough.

That's what I said earlier about "consultation."

I've always been good at reading people's minds, or understanding emotions. Well, that's all I can make friends with, it wasn't like that.

I currently have counseling in college. It also feels like what the students are making me do, but they are still making me do it because of the high hourly rate.

Today I do wonder if she promised to be consulted by a girl in the same discipline...... why can't she do it when she has these opportunities? Rear charge explode.

Until college, I went to school by bike.

Well, about 10 kilometers, a bike would suffice.

When I parked my bike in a parking lot on the university property, I borrowed my keys from the 1F staff room and headed straight to the counseling room on the same floor.

"Hmm, I see. That's the thing."

"Oh, uh, can't you do something about it?

Her name is Sayuri Dojima. He's 19 years old, just like me.

If you say her consultation in a nutshell,

'My friend's been acting weird lately, even though he only answered "nothing" and... what should I do?

Apparently.

Then take me to a serious hospital, and I just wanted to say, but I've been consulted over and over again, and I've worked it out every time, so I'm sure I can say no.

Ha, did I take on a troublesome job too...

By the way, I hear his friend's name is Mizuki Tsushima.

That's how I went to her friend's house after school.

I was currently having lunch in the dining room. [M]

"Ha, it's depressing..."

I really don't see why I have to interrupt someone else's house in red. Come to school, to school.

As I sipped udon as usual, the person sitting across the street spoke with a bitter laugh.

"Ha ha, silver is tough too..."

I was called "silver" by a handful of my friends, and also by a handful of girls, Sakura-cho Ho-hwa.

She had a brown hair, bob-cut, tall, and I think I said 152cm or something. He is my son. 19, by the way.

"Ha, every time I think, you're cute too, and why don't you make one for your boyfriend? It's not funny to be with someone like me, is it?

Yes, she's quite a beauty, except she's in full toddler shape. Well, I guess it falls into the category of 'cute' one way or another.

"Mm-hmm, I'm here because I enjoy being with you. Yikes! You don't really have to say that!

"Ha-ha-ha, you'd be so happy to say that, what? You, you like me? No, you like it, don't you?

"Come on, why don't you? I'll tell you when I've made a confession, okay?

"Hmm, who's in toddler shape like you......"

......

Hmm? Toddler shape...... don't get caught up in some...

... well, are you out of your mind?

"If you like, just confess, you Lori boy."

"Huh! I'm not a lollipop!

We laughed at each other even though we said so lightly.

Without knowing that would be our last laugh.

After school, I headed to the place Mr. Dojima taught me. It was apparently a borough apartment there, and the map only said 'Room 3'.

"Um, I kind of want to go home"

Well, that's unacceptable.

Maybe I was headed to room 3, 1F.

Pinpawn

Ring the intercom that was in front of the room.

Please, don't answer me!

Such a wish was vain, and the door sounded open.

...... Huh? I just heard an open noise.

Which one? There's no such thing as'?

"Hmm, I'm sure you were asking Mr. Dojima"

When I clearly concluded that it was strange, I walked into the room in awe.

I'm sure the results would have changed if I'd realized something was wrong at this time.

"Am I interrupting...... isn't it dark!?

Has it closed the curtains in all the rooms, despite the evening already? Ahead of that doorway was the state of 'an inch ahead is darkness', as the words put it. I want you to turn on the electricity.

"Well, Mr. Dojima called me here..."

No matter how long I waited, I didn't hear back, and I had a bad feeling. Wouldn't this suck?

I slowly ascend from the front door to the house while I remain vigilant. Whenever I walked to see if there was a bolt on the floor, I heard a giddy noise. It's as if to let them know that their prey is approaching.

First, I decided to look it up from the bathroom, which is just a short walk in. I had trouble once I was in there, and I only kept knocking, but no one seemed to be in there.

"Um, there's no way..."

I shrugged like that when I closed the door.

If he's not in the bathroom, he'll only be in the living room later.

It's kind of very creepy, but I'm sure that's disgusting.

I came to the conclusion that I was headed to the living room.

I hope it's...

Vatibati

Um, kind of right now, the light...

"Guh!"

I groan unexpectedly at the pain that has suddenly struck my neck muscle.

Oh no, it's a stun gun!?

I try to turn around, but I still don't have the strength to do it. The consciousness gradually becomes distant. Of that breaking consciousness, what was the last thing I saw...

Uncle...?

It was what my uncle looked like.

"Ugh, this is..."

While I feel pain in my body, I awaken my consciousness.

Ha, I'm just a stun gun......

"Hmm, you finally woke up, you guzzle"

I finally realized what I was doing.

Both hands were tightly restrained with something like handcuffs and seemed to lie down somewhere, somewhere like a bet.

Apparently there was another one connected to the side. Perhaps this person is Mizuki Tsushima.

And

"Why... why would my uncle..."

In front of me, my uncle, whom I loved, stood with a face that I had never seen before.

"Huh? Why, you say? Don't make me laugh, kid."

My uncle, who always calls me 'silver', wasn't there anymore.

"It's decided, because you're in the way."

The man started talking.

"Your parents. I mean, I'll tell you about my brother and sister-in-law. I didn't like them for a long time. My sister-in-law, who lived without setbacks like me, and married such a brother. I hate you as much as I want to kill you!

I don't know why you had that much hate.

I don't know what happened to this man in the past.

Honestly, I'm not even interested.

I was just listening to him.

"So I figured it out! I was wondering if killing them would help me!

"─ Huh!? No way!?

"Oh, yeah! I'm the one who killed your parents!

As soon as I heard the story, something broke inside of me.

Is that my emotion, my reason, or...

"Ha ha ha ha ha! I'm going to tell you! Your aunt, I mean, my wife just killed him too! They were insured! That's why the money's coming in to me!

This man is already broken.

I don't know what happened, but I still know what counseling is. This man already has a broken heart.

"What do you say!? Desperate ah!? I'm going to kill your friend anyway! I miss you in the afterlife! From that woman right there! Next thing you know, I don't know what you said."

He didn't kill his family to get money at the earliest.

I'm happy to kill people...

"Well, did you say Sakura-cho Hoka... or something?

"─ Huh!? Oh, what are you going to do with him...!"

I overheard my best friend's name. [M]

I listened back.

"Heh... I knew that girl was important to you..."

...... what? what did he just say?

"Was"......? Oh no....!?

"Oh, that face, I noticed. Look at that. Kihihihihi! I'll bring it to you right now. Just give me a minute, okay?

He said. "Bring it," he said.

And a few seconds later, he came back to his living room.

Drag my best friend's body.

Was she subjected to numerous violence or making blue bruises all over her body? Perhaps the bones are also broken enough to be missing with the fingers of both hands. The clothes had been broken unharmed and perhaps abused by this man. I saw her this afternoon. She was murdered because of me.

What would I have thought when I saw her in a tragedy that made me want to turn away from her by accident?

Anger?

Hate?

Sadness?

Pity?

Was it self-loathing?

No, you're not.

"Ha ha, you've done too much Nightmare Road (...), she's not really (...) dead, is she?

I remembered this was a dream. [M]