Chapter 32: The End of Unreasonable Malice (6)

After Mika-san left, silence descended.

I feel sorry for Mika-san. She’s bound to be devastated during the short time I’m gone.

I want Mika-san to be hurt as little as possible, but that won’t be easy.

I sigh and put the letters on the bed.

But thanks to these letters, Mika-san won’t be buried in despair.

She might believe me and wait for my resurrection.

“That would be nice.”

I hum a tune and pick up the rope. Then I go up to the bed. And then I look up at the ceiling. Specifically, at the chandelier hanging from the ceiling.

Ugh. This is a little difficult.

My height is not very great, so I can’t hang the rope on the chandelier.

What to do.

Should I stack furniture high and use it as a ladder? Even though most of the furniture is broken, I think I can use it as a foothold if I do well.

Yes.

Alright.

I should try it first.

I gather all the furniture in the room and stack it high on the bed.

Starting with the desk and chair, then the sofa.

Thus, a ladder that looks quite precarious is completed. This, if I’m not careful, I might get hurt before I can hang the rope.

I carefully step onto the stacked furniture. Then I throw the noose part of the rope.

Fortunately, it fits perfectly into the part that protrudes like a hook of a chandelier.

Alright.

It’s still going smoothly.

Praying that the chandelier is sturdy, I tie the rope in my hand into a noose. Then I put it on my neck.

The rough texture is unpleasant. But I can’t help it.

That’s what ropes are like.

Alright.

Now, all that’s left is to play tug-of-war with the chandelier.

I wonder who will be the final winner.

Will the chandelier break first, or will my neck break first? I’ll know once I try.

Well then, let the match begin.

“Ugh.”

Ugh.

It’s a more subtle feeling than I thought. Rather than feeling suffocated, I feel like my neck will break any moment.

Moreover, since there’s nowhere to put my feet, I also feel like I’m flying in the sky.

Suddenly, curiosity arises.

If you hang yourself and die, is the cause of death asphyxiation, or is it breaking your neck?

Personally, I think I’ll die of asphyxiation. I can’t breathe well right now.

Well, what does it matter? Whether it’s asphyxiation or breaking my neck, dying is the same.

But I’m curious, so I’ll ask later. About my cause of death.

Ah─

Death seems to be right in front of me. My vision darkens.

I can’t hear anything.

I can’t see anything.

I can’t feel anything.

But I’m not afraid. Just a few days ago, death was the end of my life.

But now, with death right in front of me, death is an opportunity.

With this, I get a new life.

I can get clues about the lost memories.

I can face the me who died in the past. I smile. In fact, I don’t know if I’m smiling or not.

Because I really can’t feel anything. What’s certain is that my consciousness is about to be cut off.

Yes.

Goodbye.

See you again later.
Trinity.

“[Sensei!]”

The Sensei jumped in surprise as the familiar voice rang out.

He looked around in a panic.

In response, the girl in the S.C.H. Box sighed and spoke to Sensei.

“[Sensei! Today’s the day you were supposed to go to Trinity with Hoshino! You have to get ready!]”

“Oh no.”

Sensei looked at the clock in a hurry. The appointment time had already passed. Sensei’s face turned pale.

Sensei roughly organized the necessary luggage.

Could it be the all-nighter from last night? I dozed off, and so much time has passed.

“Arona, Plana! It’s not that Hoshino has already arrived at Schale, is it?”

“Uhe~ That’s right, Sensei~”

Sensei turned his head to the familiar voice. Where his gaze fell, a student he knew all too well was visible.

“[I waited in front of the Schale building for a long time, so I opened the door for you.]”

“Ahaha… Good job, Plana-chan….”

Sensei smiled sheepishly. To call a student and then sleep in.

“I’m sorry, Hoshino! Did you wait a long time?”

“Uum… I waited quite a long time… but that’s not the point.”

Hoshino asked Sensei, who had lowered her head.

“That student named Hime. It’s not a lie, is it?”

The moment the cold wind seemed to sweep through Schale, Sensei flinched. However, thinking that it was his own illusion, he smiled and said.

“Yes, she’s probably a student related to your senior, Hoshino.”

“…Hime senpai.”

Hoshino bit her lip. It seems as if she is thinking about something. Sensei couldn’t know, but surely Hoshino is thinking about her past.

Otherwise, why would she have such a sad expression?

Sensei patted Hoshino’s back and comforted her.

“Hoshino, let’s go. Maybe today will be a very happy day, don’t you think? You might meet your senior again, and the child might regain her memories.”

“Yes… that’s right. Thank you, Sensei.”

Hoshino smiles faintly, as if Sensei’s comfort has helped.

‘Yes… If Sensei says so, there must be something.’

Hoshino clenched her fist.

She also knows that it’s impossible for the dead to come back to life.

But she keeps having a thought: ‘Maybe…’. Hoshino bit her lip.

And then she remembers the photo Sensei showed her.

A student who resembles her senior so much, a student with the same name.

“She’s definitely my senior…”

Hoshino had already confirmed that the student was her senior.

Even though she had never met her in person.

“Hoshino?”

“I’m coming, Sensei.”

Hoshino muttered, following Sensei.

“If it’s really my senior… You’re going to get a scolding. …Hime senpai.”