Volume 6 - CH 32

Fake Idol, Discarded

It was hell when I got home.

The place was covered in graffiti and the windows were shattered by stones.

The phone line was cut.

The inside was a mess.

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It almost felt like a house that just endured an earthquake.

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“!?”

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My mom was crying inside.

In front of her was grandma who was lying on the floor.

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“Mom……, what………?”

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When she heard my voice, mom turned around and —-.

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My cheek was slapped…….

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“Your grandmother is dead because of you.”

“Eh…….?”

“The stone hit her in the eye……when I found her, she was already covered in blood from the glass shards……”

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Mom cries as she glares at me.

If a look could kill.

For the first time, I felt the fear that my own parent is going to kill me.

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“I shouldn’t have taken you in!”

“Eh……?”

“My fiance ran off on me when I decided to take you, Seiko!? I don’t want to raise someone else’s child, he said…….I sacrificed my wedding life for you………I took you because you’re my sister’s daughter but this is what it gets me!?”

“Mo–……”

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With pure hatred in her eyes, mom grabbed my shoulders.

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“Why!? Why do you repay me like this!? Why!? The Akechi bloodline can end for all I care!”

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“Ever since your father appeared, my family has been a mess! That plague, scum, MURDERER!”

“……….”

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I’ve never done anything. I didn’t kill or hurt anyone…….!

But why is it all my fault……..?

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“My sister was important to me but you are not! Mom was killed and the house is like this, I can’t even go to work……..please……just go away…….don’t call me your mother anymore……..”

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With unsteady steps, mom disappeared.

I couldn’t even tell her to wait…….

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“Goodbye…….”

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It was then I realized that I will never see her again.

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After that, even though I looked all over the closet, I couldn’t find my bank book.

Mom was the one who managed all my salary so she probably took it all with her……

I started counting what I have left in my and grandma’s wallets.

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“50,000 yen huh…..”

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She usually kept a small amount of money in her wallet.

But this is not enough for me to live on.

I need money.

I put away the wallets.

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“My phone, what do I do…….?”

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I’d been too afraid to turn it on.

People must have flooded my Rine with terrible messages anyway.

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Even Yume-chan, who had been friends with me since elementary school, sent me [Trash family].

All my friends probably hate me now.

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I decided to leave it.

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Wearing the uniform might dox me so I decided to change my clothes too.

I take a light shower to wash off the egg yolk that is still stuck on my hair.

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Finally, I turned on the TV.

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[[It appears that the appearance of StarChild was all fabricated using a Gift.]]

Such news is being reported.

They didn’t show my real face on TV but someone probably spread some on social media already. A dry laugh escaped me.

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They are even covering the reactions of StarChild’s former fans.

[[This is beyond plastic surgery, she’s just cheating.]]

[[It’s just layers upon layers of lies isn’t it lol]]

[[You’re dead☆You’re Victim☆]]

[[Woah, she’s real ugly isn’t she.]]

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I can’t stand it so I turned off the TV.

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The Fake Idol disappeared……

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All that was left was a murderer’s child.

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With my feelings numbed, I left home.

I feel sorry that no one was left to mourn grandma though.

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What should I do from tomorrow on, I wonder?

…….no, I guess I should think about the now huh.

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I don’t know anymore…….

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Should I take the bus?

The train?

People will probably just throw eggs at me again……

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As I was thinking to myself, a car pulled over beside me.

Kidnapper!?

I jumped but looking at it again, I know this car.

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“Seiko-chan……..I finally found you.”

“………Tatsuyuki-san.”

“Seems like it’s all too late already. Sorry……, for the time being, please get in.”

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Tatsuyuki-san looked apologetic.

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Bullied by my classmates.

Discarded by mom.

Picked up by Tatsuyuki-san.

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Maybe he will betray me too.

—–but, I don’t care anymore.

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I sat down in the back seat of Tatsuyuki-san’s car.

TLN: Surely, it can’t get any worse…….