This email c-can I delete it?
No, even if I deleted it, the next ti I et her, she would probably ask about it, but simply in another way. How terrifying
While I was lost in thought, Takenaka ca over with a dish with a high rim that was steaming hot and a plate with a bunch of waterlons cut into slices on it.
Your sister was here about two hours ago.
Huh!? She ca!?
Oh, no. As always, she ca unannounced, that idiot!
So I explained the circumstances to her, and she just left this here and returned ho, Takenaka said, putting everything on the table.
Did she say anything strange
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That prick most certainly said sothing
Excuse you even go through the trouble of cooking for
No, it was sothing simple anyway.
Can you get up? Takenaka asked subsequently, but after looking at for a bit, he concluded that it would be impossible for to get up, so he went around to the futon and supported as I weakly raised my arms.
Here we go. He gave a brief signal and helped up slowly so as not to burden my body unduly, yet with a steady and stable supporting way. At that mont, I casually surmised that he was highly experienced in handling sick people, however, I must have been lying on the bed for too long, for my head imdiately started to pound.
Ah, how pathetic for a 25 year old man to be taken care of by a man a year older than him. Even my own mother wouldnt be this devoted to nursing .
He probably helped change my clothes as well. How much have I been taken care of? Was it too much Huh. Wait, hey.
Co to think of it, this guy cleaned up my vomit before this
I an, wasnt this beyond the point of indebtedness?
I am really sorry.
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When I apologized with my voice wavering, he was startled.
On the table was a plate of Pocari Sweat and waterlon, plus this
It was not porridge. It was too colorful for it to be porridge, and it slled fancy.
Its sumr vegetable risotto. I hope it suits your taste.
My appetite had been waning lately, and I didnt feel like eating anything at all, but the steam, the savory aroma, and the vibrant visual appeal of the dish gradually stimulated my appetite, which was almost nonexistent at the ti.
It has been a long ti since my throat has rumbled.
Bon apptit.
Scooping it up with a spoon, I let it cool down slightly before pouring a small amount into my mouth.
The consomm-based flavor was refreshing, and the acidity of the finely chopped tomatoes spread softly.
De Delicious.
It was palatable.
This was amazingly divine.
Despite the cold making it taste a little bland, I found it to be the most delectable al I have ever had when being sick.
Small chopped carrots, onions, cabbages corn that popped in my mouth what was this, courgettes? S-Sohow, all sorts of fancy ingredients were there
Perhaps my body was pleased because I had hardly consud any vegetables recently, and it hurried to absorb them, causing to take a succession of them and shove them down the back of my throat.
Fortunately, the ingredients were so mushy that I didnt have to chew much to swallow them. This was what nutritional intake was all about I thought to myself.
Its extrely tasty Takenaka, you are like a pro at this.
No, I think its normal Im glad you have an appetite.
If this is the case, there is a chance for recovery. Takenaka smiled as if he was slightly reassured.
The expression on his face was a definite comfort to at that mont.
The spoon, which had been moving back and forth between the plate and my mouth, ceased moving.
The saltiness in my mouth rose. I tried to control myself, but couldnt do so.
Hakamada
Oh, its so tasty Wow, its insanely tasty
It was a mistake of mine to speak out.
I intended to say sothing normal, but I was all shaky and stilted, and there was no way I could conceal it any longer.
Are you crying?
The food is
To avoid being caught, I lowered my face and concealed it with the hand that was holding the spoon, but once I turned my head down, the stream of tears that had been forming was unexpectedly thick.
Two drops of tears fell on the table.
The food is good and it makes feel great.
Because the food tasted good. Because the rice tasted good. For a while, I kept on saying incomprehensible things.
That wasnt the actual reason.
I was so emotionally beaten down that I was even at a loss for words.
That woman.
Since the news report, I have been researching the identity of the deceased woman with a faint hope that she was soone else.
On the Internet, on-site, and by interviewing people.
However, as it turned out, the fact was that the woman who had committed suicide in her apartnt was the young woman I had stopped that night.
I had encouraged her that day, cried to her and begged her. That woman.
She was indeed dead. She had killed herself.
Even though I thought I had made her quit, even though I thought I had prevented her from doing so It was all my own self-serving, deluded idea.
Deep down inside, I was slightly proud that I had pulled one person from the brink of death, but it didnt work out that way.
She died. Just like Hyuga.
The one who got involved was . I was the one who made contact. What I did was for the best, but the result of what ca was the worst.
I have done the exact sa thing again.
Again I I had made a person to
At last, I grasped what Aya was saying at this point. I couldnt possibly understand the feelings of soone who was suffering to the verge of wanting to die.
What did I say to her?
Wasnt it mostly self-serving consolation from soone elses perspective?
I couldnt say anything, I couldnt say I may have forced her into a corner and pushed her back
That was all I could dwell on ever since I saw the daily news reports. Nevertheless, I couldnt discuss this with anyone, so I went through a never-ending struggle within myself.
After that, I began to experience those dreadful dreams night after night. When I closed my eyes at night, I would find myself in that dream, and when I woke up, it would be morning. I never even felt like I had slept, regardless of how much I had done so.
Each ti I suffered a nightmare, I felt as if I were being told by Hyuga.
Be aware of it. Feel more pain.
Truthfully, I was suffering and terrified. I wondered if I should talk to Takenaka or Aya about it. But
If that was Hyugas appeal, then I felt I had to accept it.
Even so perhaps this was the limit of what I could do. I couldnt help but feel wrench. After all, I usually couldnt voluntarily seek help.
In reality, I had already reached the end of my rope and wanted to give up but I was still obstinate.
In front of a being like , there was soone who, if I wanted to lean on him now, would let do so without refusing. Thinking like that was naive, stop it Dont rely on this person. I thought I hit the brakes a few tis, but I was defeated
The expression Takenaka cast on crushed everything. The vulnerability that I had never revealed to anyone before was brought to the surface.
Ugh
It was a rough situation, wasnt it
Aya told roughly everything that had happened, Takenaka said to as if to console , as I was trembling and gnashing my teeth.
I dont know what to do anymore The thing I intended to do for the best turned out to be the worst thing I could have done That persons sign, I should not have missed it I left soone to die again I killed soone indirectly
What are you talking about? Hakamada you killed soone those kind of words
I killed her because I I I didnt handle the situation properly! Thats why that person died too!!
Tears spilled down my face like a waterfall the instant I hysterically yelled that. It was the mont when a grown man of a good age started crying like a little child. Just like the previous incident with the cat, only this ti it was all my own emotions.
I What was I supposed to do at that ti
Even if I had shouted out of the blue like that, he wouldnt have been able to catch what I was saying at all. What was I crying for? It would not be surprising if he laughed at .
When it ca to Takenaka, he was neither withdrawn nor astounded. Without batting an eyebrow, he listened to everything I said, including my screams. Like an immobile wall, he was motionless.
Lets calm down, shall we?
After a short period of silence, he said in a voice like ice water.
I continued to cry wordlessly.
During high school, no matter how frustrated I was at baseball gas or how harsh things got, I would by no ans let my tears show in front of my friends and yet
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