I Was Blackmailed Into Accepting Bullying Using My Childhood Friend as Leverage, But When I Found Out My Friend and Bully Were Together, I Abandoned All Compassion and Swore to Take Revenge with Everything I Had - Chapter 58: Sumie Fudo - Extra Edition: Because of Love... 8/8

Chapter 58: Sumie Fudo – Extra Edition: Because of Love… 8/8

Final Chapter: Because of Love

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“Onii-san, are you really okay with things like this?”

I had been visiting Kenichi-kun every holiday, staying over at his place.

“Hmm? You mean giving the company to your dad? Or do you mean about my condition?”

I felt uneasy about Kenichi-kun living here alone. The thought of him suddenly collapsing like before scared me, and every time there was the slightest delay in our daily messages, my heart sank into darkness with worry.

Whenever I saw Kenichi-kun deep in thought, I couldn’t help but wonder if he was thinking about another woman… maybe that trashy childhood friend or Kotone, the pest…

Sensing my unease, he smiled softly and reassured me.

“Don’t worry, I’m not completely immobile. It’s a bit inconvenient, but if it gets too tough, I can always hire a helper.”

“Then once I graduate, I’ll come live with you full-time and make that my permanent job!”

As usual, after greeting Aunt Youka, we prepared lunch and enjoyed it together in the garden.

Kenichi-kun put down the newspaper he had been reading and started checking messages on his phone.

[Ding] My phone buzzed too, and when I checked, it was a message from that trashy childhood friend.

Hime: “Looks like he’s getting out today.”

A while back, I received a message saying that the trash Iketsuki would soon be released. Since then, Hime had been sharing her scattered thoughts with me. She seemed torn between the part of her that couldn’t forgive being deceived and the part that still loved Iketsuki. It was clear she was in a fragile, unstable state.

Her messages were all over the place… maybe she was losing her mind, or maybe it was the stress of Iketsuki’s impending release. Either way, the outcome was becoming obvious…

Kurohitsuji: “I see. The time has finally come.”

Hime: “Kuro-chan, I’m going to go now.”

Kurohitsuji: “Got it, Hime-chan.”

Hime: “Well, goodbye.”

Kurohitsuji: “Goodbye.”

I felt a presence behind me and turned to see Kenichi-kun glancing at my messages.

“Heyyy~! Peeking at a girl’s phone? Now you’ll have to take responsibility, Onii-san~!”

“Sumie-chan, is your social media account name ‘Kurohitsuji‘?”

“Nope, it’s not. That’s just the account I use for gaming. But since the person I used to play with won’t be around after today, I’m planning to delete it~”

Kenichi-kun probably knew who “Hime” was and could guess where this chain of messages was heading.

“…”

That night, we had the most intense sex we’d ever had. Despite his physical limitations, Kenichi-kun gave it his all, and we exchanged our bodies’ fluids over and over, making love until morning.

When I woke up the next morning, Kenichi-kun wasn’t in bed. A sense of unease washed over me, and I frantically searched the house, not even bothering to put on clothes.

(Kenichi-kun… Kenichi… Ken…)

I found him sitting in a chair, asleep while watching TV…

“Kenichi—” 

[Last night, a black compact car was found submerged in the waters of Tokyo Bay by a passerby. According to the man who discovered it, the vehicle contained two young people…]

I approached Kenichi-kun from behind to speak, but… “Huh? What’s this…” Something slipped from his hand—a small bottle…

Five years have passed since that day… and Kenichi-kun has yet to wake up. I moved into his house and have been taking care of him ever since, as he remains in a coma.

His room is filled with medical equipment, and he’s been receiving care at home. The rhythmic waves of the monitor by his side are the only thing keeping me tethered to this world.

That day, when Kenichi-kun took the medicine that put him into this coma, I found a letter tucked into his chest, addressed to me, titled “To Sumie.”

In the letter, Kenichi-kun had detailed all the acts of revenge he had carried out—both the things I knew and the things I didn’t.

On a separate sheet of paper, he had written:

[For my sake, you don’t need to dirty your hands. Revenge is mine, and mine alone. I will take any guilt with me. Before you get caught up in this, take the earlier letter to the proper authorities and say that Kurohitsuji acted under my instructions. I want you to be freed from this dark path of revenge. Thank you, Sumie. Please, live a happy life.]

“Kenichi-kun… Happy birthday… You’re 26 years old now. I just turned 24…”

I gently stroked his head, and for a moment, it seemed like his eyebrows moved slightly. I took the letter he had written and burned it at Aunt Youka’s grave.

If Kenichi-kun were to face judgment, I was prepared to be judged alongside him. 

But the series of incidents were all treated as accidents or murder-suicides, and the case came to a close. 

Kenichi-kun survived, but the large amount of medicine had left him in a coma, and he still hadn’t woken up.

“Fufu, maybe you’re embarrassed to hear me say happy birthday?”

I placed the handmade cake on the table, even though he couldn’t eat it, and tidied up the towel I’d used to wipe his body earlier.

“Please wake up soon and eat the cake I made for you…”

As I was about to leave the room…

“Thank you… Sumie… I’m home.”

Extra Edition Complete

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Thank you so much for reading until the end. 

I truly appreciate it.

　　　　　　　—nayaminotake