Buying a Weeping Girl Under the Wintry Sky, and Making Her Too Happy. - Chapter 5
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Chapter 5: Grief-stricken Resolution
“……………….”
As expected, Miyu looked dumbfounded. That’s obvious. I'm amazed with myself, too. Why didn't I expect this to happen?…Since I just went to the shopping mall, I should’ve bought it then…Well, even so we’d have to sleep in the same room anyway…
My house is a 1R, so I only have one room, a kitchen, a toilet, and a bathroom. I absolutely wanted the bathroom and toilet to be separate, so I decided on this room, even though it would be a bit more expensive. By the way, I don't have a bed in my room because I prefer futons.
“I’ll sleep on the floor so I’m sorry but you’ll have to use the futon that I usually sleep on…I do wash it regularly so it should be clean…”
“No, I can sleep on the floor.”
“You don't want to sleep on my futon that badly…?”
“That's not what I meant…Kazuya-kun you’re being mean…”
“I don’t know what’s ‘mean’ about it, but I can’t make a girl sleep on the floor so it’d be great if you just shut up and used the futon.”
“………….Okay.”
Miyu said grudgingly, but apparently she’d use the futon to sleep. We'll go buy one immediately tomorrow. This is a decided matter. If we don't solve this problem as soon as possible, I don't think my body can take it.
“Well then, shall I turn off the lights?”
“Yeah.”
Then we turned off the lights and got ready for bed, but then we could clearly hear each other's breathing…
“I can’t sleep like this…”
“Do you want the futon?”
“No, it’s fine. Besides, that’s not what I meant.”
“?”
I could feel that Miyu didn’t know what I was talking about at all. I couldn’t see her face because the lights were off, but that’s the feeling I was getting from her.
All I could hear was the sound of Miyu's breathing and the hands of the clock ticking. The rhythm of her breathing is not constant, so I guess Miyu is still awake. I was trying to sleep with my back to Miyu, using my arm as a pillow, when I was suddenly pulled by my clothes from behind. There's only one person here who could pull at my clothes…
“Miyu? What’s the matter?”
“…I can’t fall asleep, so I want you to talk to me.”
“Well, I don't mind if you fall asleep, but don't get mad if I fall asleep first, okay?”
“I won’t get mad about that.”
“Yes yes.”
“First of all, I owe you an apology. I'm sorry.”
“Huh? But why?”
I really didn’t have any idea about all this. Rather, I feel like I owe you an apology for forcing you into my home and then not providing you with a futon…
“To be honest, I was afraid you were going to attack me when you turned off the lights.”
“You, what do you think I am?”
That is indeed a terrible thing to say…What were you thinking about all my good intentions…
“That's why I'm apologizing.”
“Is that what you wanted to say?”
“I was really heartbroken.”
“!?”
I refuse to misunderstand that she was heartbroken about me not attacking her. Perhaps, what Miyu’s going to say from now is the main topic.
“I thought I was prepared for this because I knew it would happen someday….but I guess it wasn’t enough…”
“Normally, people don't need to prepare themselves like that.”
Just the fact that there are parents who let their children prepare to be abandoned by their parents is enough to make my blood boil.
“Today, when I came home after school, all my furniture was gone, and I almost cried and ran out of the house, thinking that the time had finally come.”
I didn't want to make light of the fact that I could understand Miyu's feelings at that moment, so I listened to her without saying anything.
“And that’s when Kazuya-kun called out to me. Was that why? At that time, I was sure that this person could help me. That’s why I told Kazuya-kun everything without hiding anything. Maybe I only talked to you, just because I wanted to run away from reality.”
She says she did it to escape reality, but I’m sure that it was probably as one last hope for her.
“When Kazuya-kun told me to come to his house, I was really happy. I thought it might really help me. But there was a part of me that thought it was impossible. That's why I wanted a pretext.”
“What did you want a pretext for?”
"A pretext that I could follow you. You told me that you had bought me, and that was my salvation, but also my moment of resolve.”
“Resolve?”
“I was resolved to defile myself. I had nothing to offer besides my body so…”
“Haa…You, what kinda resolve is that. Besides, you have nothing to offer? I could only buy you because you offered that huge sum of 100,000 yen. You should take better care of yourself.”
It's a good thing that I was the one who called out to her first, but I shudder to think of the trouble she could have gotten into if I had made the mistake of not doing so.
“…It's the first time I've ever been told to take care of myself…Say, Kazuya-kun. Can I borrow your back for a bit?”
“…Do as you like.”
“Thank you.”
When I said that, Miyu pressed her forehead against my back and shed tears that she must have been holding in for a long time. The fact that she was trying to hold back her sobs made it even more excruciating, but since I’d only talked to her for the first time today, I couldn’t tell her that she didn’t have to hold it in anymore. After crying for about ten minutes, Miyu got tired and fell asleep like that.
“Haa…I gave her a futon but she ended up not using it at all.”
The room is heated, so I'm sure she won't catch a cold, but Miyu is clinging to my back, so I can't turn over, of course, and I can't even sleep.
“Biological parents who force their daughter to go this far actually do exist, huh. So you can still be unhappy even if your parents are alive…”
My parents died in an accident before I was old enough to be aware of my surroundings, so I've never known parental love. I've only seen their faces in pictures.
But even I, an orphan, can understand the importance parents place on their children. I can't just casually pity Miyu for her current situation, but I really want to do something about it.
I couldn't help but feel angry at Miyu's parents as well. But maybe this is all just my own self-satisfaction. I didn't know where to direct my anger, but I kept thinking about Miyu, and I didn't sleep at all.
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