Iyo
Stories 8
Chapters 600
Words 1.1 M
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Reading 3 d, 17 h
Suzuno didn’t seem to be in good spirits. Perhaps, the lively atmosphere felt repulsive to her. When we returned to the field, none of the students that were chatting in the cheering tent seemed to welcome her presence. Now I understood why she ran to the back of the school building as soon as lunch break started. When I returned to my seat, I saw Motoyama holding two plastic bags. “When you were gone, your dad came by.” “Huh?” Uncle Yamaoka came? It was Saturday, but he said…- 51.5 K • Ongoing
Suzuno, sitting on a plastic sheet under the shade of a tree, rolled her eyes when she noticed me. “What are you doing here, Yamaoka-kun?” “What are YOU doing here, Suzuno?” The shade casted heavy shadow under her eyes. “Since I’m a ‘loner,’ I’m sneaking out here for lunch.” She held up a convenience store bag. “Don’t tell me you’re eating melonpan for lunch…” “Rude. I’m eating salad AND melonpan for lunch.” “I got the melonpan part…- 51.5 K • Ongoing
- With reluctance, I accepted my fate to be the class representative. Still, I tried to do my job as quietly as possible. Doing too well or doing nothing, both weren’t options for me. Doing too well would make me stand out more than necessary, and not doing anything wouldn’t do any good to me. And so, I decided to just do the bare minimum and pass the year without being noticed by anyone. This was how I spent my life in grade school and in the Yamaokas’ house. Based on past records, my plan was…
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- “You, why did you become the class rep?” Next morning. Suzuno surprised me with that question. From her tone and murderous gaze, she seemed to hate this development. I understood the feelings of small critters being targeted by their predators now. I didn’t know why she was angry at me, though. In the first place, it was her fault that the teacher had his eyes on me. It was me who should be angry at her. Well, I say that, but I didn’t have enough guts to lash out at her. “Why are you…
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- “Relax. I think you’re suited to be the class rep, Yamaoka-kun.” After school, my homeroom teacher summoned me to the staff room. The room was almost empty and the air inside the room felt relaxing. My homeroom teacher, Arasaka-sensei, was the one who said those words to me. He placed his coffee on his desk, in an empty space among the numerous handouts and teaching materials. It made me wonder, what did he know about me? I didn’t feel tense or anxious, I just didn’t want to do…
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- I had got myself into trouble. No, it wasn’t that I didn’t get into the same class as Suzuno. That much was expected; I planned to enter the same committee as her again this year to make up for it. The trouble I was talking about was something that was unexpected even to me. “By majority vote, it’s decided that class 2-3’s representative is Yamaoka-kun.” Irresponsible clapping sounds echoed through the classroom. Class rep? Me? No way. “Congratulations, Yamaoka.” Said the…
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- During the winter of our first year of middle school, Suzuno and I met in the park every morning and enjoyed the rest of the morning together. Even though we were both wearing our winter clothes (complete with scarves, gloves, coats and pocket warmers), the cold was still able to find its way to attack us. Though, because I was with her, it didn’t bother me too much. Her presence warmed me up inside. Suzuno. Whenever I called her by her name, her expression would loosen up. That was enough to…
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- I heard a sinister laughter in the darkness. I woke up. But, I couldn’t move my body. “Good evening, Yuuma-kun.” Ah, it’s him. I shifted my gaze to the side and saw an ominous shade. It was a dark presence in the shape of a human. ‘It’s been a while, Shinigami-san.’ My thoughts were promptly delivered to him as he gave me a reply, “Yeah, it’s been a while. Hehe, you worked hard today. You rushed to Natsuhara Suzuno’s side as soon as you realized her condition,…
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- It was later that same night. My body felt so exhausted, but my mind kept thinking about a lot of things. About Suzuno. And myself. I couldn’t forgive her parents for hurting her. She was dying. How could someone do such a thing to their own flesh and blood? Was that even legal? An unfamiliar emotion welled up from the bottom of my stomach. I couldn’t describe it with words perfectly, but it felt hot and intense. I closed my eyes. Alongside Suzuno’s face, two other people’s…
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- The dining room of the Yamaokas was unusually quiet. I was sitting there with my back hunched. Aunt Yamaoka was standing in front of me. She gave me a grim look while keeping her mouth shut. 'Ah, I fucked up, didn’t I?' I had been trying to live my life as quietly as possible so the Yamaokas wouldn’t be troubled by my presence. When I thought back to my past actions, I broke out in a cold sweat. From an outsider’s perspective, I suddenly ran away without carrying anything from the…
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