Prologue
Year 20XX, Winter, On A Certain Day in February.
I, Hotta Youta, am twenty-seven years old this year. I live alone where my age equals my time without a girlfriend. Also a virgin, high school dropout and a former-hikikomori.
Currently working at metalworking factory, in Tokyos metropolitan Oota district.
It was a cold day like this, when Tanaka passed away.
Having finished work, it was a boring walk home, while, regretfully recalling painful memories.
I became a hikikomoriin my high school days even though I call it hell, I am by no means exaggerating it.
My only back-up plan was taking the entrance exam, in case I failed the enrollment for other private high schools, but I failed to pass the examination for even low level private high school. At that time, my friend, Tanaka Kouji and I, were bullied by three DQN(delinquent) in the same class.
I think because we were targeted we both became thin and weak-willed.
Then getting beaten up was a common occurrence.
Extortion, burning my skin with cigarette buds, masturbating in front of the delinquents, licking and drinking out of a urinal they never stopped.
I was scared of getting to know my classmates so I kept thinking that they were of no concern to me.
The homeroom teacher, wanting to avoid the situation, pretended not to see most of the fights.
Without the courage to oppose them, we just continued to take the bullying silently.
I was released from their bullying only when we got to second year.
The reason is that our classes changed.
It turned out only I was separated from them while Tanaka and the delinquents were in the same classroom.
Since theyd need to go out of their way to cross over to my classroom, they didnt bother bullying me. The outcome was, the brunt of it was concentrated on Tanaka. Yet, I didnt even think of helping him.
I just breathed a sigh of relief having been released from being bullied.
As I expected, Ill only be saved if hes sacrificed.
An incident occurred before second years winter break.
As a former bullied child, I chose to distance myself from the surroundings; always eating lunch alone.
Rather than eat in the toilet in winter, the back of the school building is less popular. Therefore, in those cold days, I always ate lunch outside.
Tanaka and the delinquents had gathered there.
He was naked in seiza position on the ground while shivering and fully soaked with water.
Besides being left with a water bucket, he apparently had dry leaves clinging to his body.
The delinquent group seemed to be having fun as they laughed and took pictures with their smartphone.
Tanaka recognizing me, faced me with a gaze seeking for help.
The three of them also turned around after noticing me.
What are you looking at? Skinny midget.
Whats with that expression? Huh!?
I became frightened by their voice and ran away at full speed
Tanakas face went paled in despair after I abandoned him. Even now, I vividly remember it.
I definitely wont forget this for my entire life.
If I start retracing my steps for main road and pretend not to see him after such a long time, on the contrary, hell likely give me strange vibes.
It did not look like he wanted to fight since he was glancing down, so Ill take as much distance as possible while I try to pass him.
Hey, wait sec.
!?
After he called me, I involuntarily stood still.
The man began heading straight to me.
As the street light shone on that guys face, I was able to check his face.
My goggling eyes did not meet his gaze, he had a bad skin complexion, a unshaven face, gaping nose pierce, and from the nape of the neck there hung a tattoo.
Surprisingly, he had changed completely, I understood immediately. It was one of the 3 delinquents that had bullied me, it was their leader. Im sure his name was. Souma Ryouichi
Aint It cuz a you that ma lifes in da dumps! Aaaah! Fuck!!! Why me!!
Ah, uh, ah.
The time came for him to get back at me, I feel nauseous because he reeked of something like garbage. If I remember correctly, I read that theres a legal drug on the internet that if you intake it, you smell like this.
The other party is in an unstable state. But right now, Ill just turn around pretend not to notice, and run away when possible.
However a flashback of my hellish past made my legs tremble, and kept me from moving.
Tanaka-kuun! Hotta-kuun! Ya look like trash! You know he died silently, right!? Damn it!
He took out something like a cheap kitchen knife, hed have bought with a hundred yen, from his hoodies pocket.
Uwaaaaaaaa!
My fear reached its apexas I screamed miserably, I threw the convienience store bag I was holding, turned around and ran with everything I had.
The thought of bravely fighting and subduing him didnt come to my mind even once.
But, I could do nothing but scream and run.
Run, run, run, run, run charging to the park.
Even after that, he eventually caught up and shoved me from behind.
I ran with as much vigor as I had but fell face first into the sandbox.
As soon as he mounted me, without any hesitation, with both hands he swung down the kitchen knife.
Gugaaa *choking*
I felt the blood erupted on my pierced chest.
From pain, the previous stimulating sensation became hot.
Die! Damn it! Damn it! Damn iiiiiiiiiiitt!!!
He continued, and continued, and continued stabbing me with the kitchen knife, forcefully breaking my ribs while letting out a cry.
I could tell that my consciousness was quickly receding to its border a number of times.
I heard a womans scream in the distance as if I was underwater.
My eyelids were as heavy as lead and had the feeling of falling down into an abyss.
The last scene I saw was me bathing in my own pool of blood, and his face looking like a mad man.
My consciousness stopped like a frozen TV screen.
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