The person who likes me is a yandere.

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The sympathy I received from my classmates during the summer vacation, as well as the text messages they sent out of curiosity, continued to bother me.

I also felt I should apologize, but at the same time I was a little scared, so I didn't say it in the end.

Chapter Thirty-Five: Did You Like Me Before I Lost My Amnesia?

I also felt I should apologize, but at the same time I was a little scared, so I didn't say it in the end.

So when they met again, he chose to run away. Even when she caught him, he still didn't say what he was supposed to say.

"Please don't take it too seriously. I brought it on myself, it has nothing to do with Qianyu."

"Haha... Even if you put it that way, I doubt there are many people who would readily and honestly accept it."

"No matter what, I'm still the same as before, aren't I?"

"That being said, however..." I still couldn't stop thinking about it, and I couldn't forget that feeling.

Even so, at that moment, I prioritized myself over her. Because no matter what, I always value myself the most. I used guilt as a shield to protect myself. I only thought of myself.

Cruel and ruthless. Take a good look at yourself; you really are a piece of trash.

When their eyes met, Tohka's face was full of determination, her gaze extremely focused.

"So, after that, my choice to escape amnesia was also due to guilt?"

Yes, that's right.

"So... in that case, your willingness to contact me now is also because of guilt?"

Ah, I suddenly know the answer she wants. Given the current situation, I have no choice but to tell the truth; it's exactly what she wants.

It's truly tragic. Knowing full well the answer, she still chose to ask directly; her honesty is pathetic.

I only have a terrible answer to this question.

"...If I said it was completely unrelated, that would be a lie."

"...Is that so?"

The pupils that had been open suddenly contracted again.

Normally, hearing this kind of talk would prompt one to drop the topic.

Pretend to be emotionally distressed and unable to cheer up, and you should escape from this annoying conversation.

However, Tohka was different. From her eyes, I could see that she had made up her mind again.

It seems I have no choice but to answer the next question.

"Then, Qianyu..."

"..."

"Did Qianyu like me before I lost my memory?"

I think I've been asked the same thing before. Like, "Do you dislike me?" My answer then was, "No, I don't."

But this time, this question—

"...I don't know."

"Don't understand? Don't understand means..."

"We've hardly ever had a proper conversation, let alone reached the point of liking or disliking each other."

"Then why did you start dating me?"

Tohka's slightly trembling voice seemed to be knocking on the door of my heart.

I even felt like I was about to collapse.

I have another question. A question for the you before you lost your memory.

Why would you confess to someone like me back then? Someone as worthless and cowardly as me.

"Answer me quickly!"

"..."

"Because I've been confessed to, so for now... is that right?"

Since I've been confessed to, I'll try dating them first. If I like them, we'll continue. If we can't reach an agreement, then we'll break up.

This is a very common pattern; I was a little surprised that she knew it too.

I always thought she was the kind of person who was completely indifferent to romance.

"Is that so? Then what about the memoir before I lost my memory...!"

I don't know how long they remained silent after that. It felt like a very long time.

"..."

Suddenly, there was a whooshing sound. I had done something I shouldn't have. When I came to my senses, I had already been slapped across the face. It stung like I had been pricked with a needle.

"what……"

The sudden exclamation of surprise did not come from the person who was being punched, but from Tohka, who had raised her hand.

I seemed to have difficulty being convinced that I had done what I had just done, looking at my hands, which were still warm, and my face.

"Sorry, my hand..."

"……Um."

"I'm so terrible..."

If water were poured onto ice, the normally beautiful voice would become truly "freezing".

The sound was both beautiful and a harbinger of impending destruction. It was like the sound of a crack appearing in a beautiful crystal.

Her voice at that moment was filled with such pain and sorrow.

Just then, the bus finally arrived. With a bang, the doors opened.

With tears in her eyes, Tohka glanced at my face and quickly boarded the bus.

The bus hadn't left yet; the doors were still open, as if calling to me. The most unbearable and painful time in the world had begun.

Let's go quickly. I'm not taking this bus. There's nothing I can do.

On this bus, even breathing becomes difficult for me.

I have absolutely no idea where this bus will take me or where I will arrive.

I closed my eyes and prayed.

Anyway, I will absolutely not sit on it, so please spare me and leave me here alone.

So please, close the car door quickly.

A few seconds later, my wish came true, and I watched the bus drive away as the doors closed.

—The scars of failure, fresh and exuding a certain scent. I already knew this pain.

This feeling arises whenever you get involved with someone.

A lovely pain that entwines itself around everyone's domain.

And then, I was alone again.

We can't do anything, we're just standing in the same place.

Chapter Thirty-Six: Unable to Face

Two days later, Monday.

From that night on, I kept thinking that Tohka would text me or something, and I couldn't fall asleep until midnight. The next day, I was always on my phone, no matter where I went.

In the end, I didn't receive a single text message. The ones I did receive were, for example, teasing and reports from classmates who saw us at the shopping mall. Although I was a little annoyed, I still replied appropriately.

And today, I made up my mind to come to school.

I nervously entered the classroom and immediately made eye contact with Sakura-san. Our eyes were instantly drawn to each other like magnets, but she immediately turned her head away as if trying to get rid of me.

It won't work... I was hoping that after some time, both sides would pretend to have forgotten the questions they asked each other and make up. Looks like I can't expect that.

Just when we thought the cracks in our relationship had been repaired, it immediately crumbled again, ending up back where we started. Something we once fantasized about has now become reality. We continue to ignore each other. Unfortunately, this kind of thing happens often. Getting too down can't be good.

"Yo~"

I walked to my seat early in the morning, feeling quite annoyed. It was rare to see Aki Tomoya already sitting in his seat, and he greeted me with a mysterious gesture.

"Oh, what's up? You're here early today."

After slightly changing my mood, I uttered a sentence.

"I came by bicycle today."

"Uh, what are you talking about when I'm already struggling to find a bicycle?"

"What? We just repaired a part that was in bad condition and then took it for a test drive."

"call--"

Speaking of which, Aki Tomoya doesn't usually ride a bicycle much, so I wonder if he can fix it himself.

What are you going to do with your bicycle?

"What should I do? I'm not too worried right now, but I'm planning to buy a new one soon."

It would be awkward if I happened to be on the same bus as Tohka.

"Don't buy it for now."

"Ha, why?"