Chapter 8: Monologue

[Miyu’s POV]

“Well then, I’ll be off to my part time job.”

Saying that, Kazuya left the house. He carried my luggage, hurriedly prepared lunch, and left as soon as he finished eating.

“Should I have said ‘Take care’?”

Even though I just came to this house yesterday, I don’t know why I felt so comfortable as if I've been here forever. I could feel something in this room that was the same as my own room, which has probably been demolished by now. Also, even though I've never met Kazuya before, I can let my guard down around him. The evidence of this is that the tone I used at first was strong and guarded, but after only a day, I’m already speaking with my natural tone. I wonder what it is.

“Even so…Kazuya-kun really didn’t do anything…”

To be honest, I stayed up last night after I cried, pretending to be asleep because I was tired from crying. It was also because I was embarrassed to be seen crying but…

I was convinced that once Kazuya-kun knew that I was asleep, he would try to lay his hands on me, but yet he didn't do anything. If that’s the case, why did he bring me home saying he bought me? If he claimed to have bought me, I thought that he would’ve done whatever he wanted with my body, saying it was his choice…

“Besides, somehow I feel like Kazuya-kun is like me…”

On the surface, Kazuya-kun seemed to be acting cheerful, but for some reason I couldn't help but think that he was just putting on a facade. Whenever he got angry for my sake or something like that, I felt like there was a sense of loneliness in addition to anger.

“Maybe Kazuya-kun had something going on with his parents too…”

If that's really the case, I can't ask him easily. I feel like I shouldn't ask him until he tells me himself. But somehow, I feel that this prediction is not wrong. Maybe it's because I was abandoned by my parents that I know this.

“…I’m curious.”

I know I shouldn't ask this question, but I'm curious. In the first place, a first year high school student living alone is a bit strange if you think about it. Though, I might be the strange one for being abandoned by my parents…

“But, I’m grateful to Kazuya-kun…”

If it hadn't been for Kazuya-kun, I would probably be dead right now. As he said, I didn't really want to die. Dying is a terrifying thing for anyone. Some people say that the only real freedom a person is given is to die, but for me it was just sophistry. I don't understand what it means to be free to die when people are living beings who don't want to die.

That stuff doesn’t matter. What's important is that I'm grateful to Kazuya-kun. Maybe when he comes home from his part-time job today, he'll ask me to leave, but I don't think that’d happen. If he wanted to kick me out halfway, he wouldn't have brought me home in the first place. Even if he kicked me out, I would be grateful for letting me live one day longer. He even gave me a delicious meal to eat.

“Am I a naughty girl for thinking that he can really do whatever he wants with my body?”

I really thought that he could do whatever he wanted to me. He had been so kind and gentle to me after my parents had abandoned me, and the 100,000 yen was eventually forced upon me, saying that he had bought me and that this money was yours. For a person who was about to die, this was the happiest day of my life.

Even before my parents abandoned me, I was never given any kind of love from them. They gave me the bare minimum as a parent. In other words, they gave me a lot of money. But that was it. All my parents did was send me to school and give me money. The only time I felt happy was when I was reading and lost in the world of books.

I truly would not mind how I was treated by him, who gave me such a beautiful day.

“Even if I say so, Kazuya-kun probably wouldn’t do anything to me…I called him a wuss in the morning, but I know Kazuya-kun is just kind.”

Before going to his part time job, Kazuya-kun pushed 10,000 yen on me.When I asked what it was for, he replied that it was for a futon. He said that he was going to his part time job and he couldn't go buy the futon, so he told me to go buy it myself. I told him I had 100,000 yen, but he was adamant and pushed the 10,000 yen on me.

“Really, why would he do all this for me…”

No matter how much I thought about it, I couldn't seem to come up with an answer. After concluding that, I left the house to buy a futon as Kazuya-kun told me to do. Of course, I had no intention of spending the 10,000 yen Kazuya-kun gave me. I'm going to keep this 10,000 yen to pay him back someday.

“Oh yeah, Kazuya-kun will be tired when he gets back, so I’ll make dinner for him.”

Having made that decision, my steps were light, surprising even to myself.

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