My Childhood Friend is a Yandere - Chapter 3 part 1

Twilight Chocolate in February

“Yu-kun, how many chocolates did you get?”

After school on February 14th.

A childhood friend called out to me in front of the brightly lit shoe cupboard.  

“…….None.”

Realizing her own incompetence, Ginchiyo Kanemori puffed out her cheeks.

 “Liar. Ginchiyo knows. You got one from Hanagasaki-san, didn’t you? Cheater.”

“You’re counting that. No matter how you look at it, it was perfectly a courtesy of her’s.”

In the morning, on behalf of all the girls, Hanagasaki-san, the cool girl in the class, distributed value packets of chocolate to all the boys. Although gratifying, the chocolate spiced with emptiness was slightly bitter.

“Ginchiyo only won’t count it if it’s from Kazuko-san.”

“How do you know my mother’s name? I never told you.”

“I should at least know the name of the person who will become my mother-in-law.”

She said it so shyly that I didn’t know where to begin to deny it.

“More than that, Yu-kun, it’s a betrayal to receive chocolates from someone else even though you have someone named Ginchiyo.

“I’ve said it many times, but I’m not dating you. We’re just childhood friends.”

“Confession is not a culture we have in the West.”

“This is Japan.”

“It’s not like I’m gonna take the trouble to say it out loud.”

She blushed as if embarrassed. Listen to me Oi.

“Well, never mind. Ginchou is a woman with a big heart, so she forgives even infidelity. Do you know why? It’s because I know that the only person Yu-kun really loves is Ginchiyo. On the contrary I feel bad for her. Poor Hangasaki-san, she’s getting played by Yu-kun.”

Fufu, like that she said with a sniffle. Even if that were true, I’m the one who’s being played one hundred percent of the time.

“Wow. That’s surprising. I thought you were the one who was holding me back from being popular.”

“Gincho will never get in Yu-kun’s way. Even if he’s a little bit unpredictable, I know he’ll come back to me in the end, so I’m not worried about it.”

Ginchiyo’s confident words suddenly reminded me of my faint first love when I was in elementary school.

“I thought you must have done something, because Sakurai-san suddenly started to dislike me even though I didn’t do anything.”

“……”

“Say something, Oi”

She looked away. She definitely did something. As if to cover up her suspicion from me, Ginchiyo continued. 

“Yu-kun’s first love is Ginchiyo, and the person he is in love with is also Ginchiyo, and the person he is going to marry is also Ginchiyo, and the person he is going to share his grave with is also Ginchiyo.”

“By the way, let me ask you, what happens if I refuse?”

“Refuse?”

She stared at me with her eyes looking up at me. She’s terribly cute. 

No good. It’s these eyes that always prevent me from saying what I want to say. Today’s the day, I’ll make it clear!

“I don’t think we’ll ever reach a settlement if we continue to be vague, so I’m going to make it clear at this point. I don’t want to be tied down.”

“I would never do that. I know you don’t like that kind of thing. Yu-kun likes pico-pico with a lot of freedom, right? Uhh………um, like in that ‘Animal Crossing’ game…..”

Even if you’re not interested in games, it seems like a deliberate mistake to me. Not to be fooled by such a silly statement, I continued to speak up.

“Then you know. You’re the complete opposite of my type.”

“Yeah. What, why?! I’m D cup. She’s 5’6″. I have a cute face, and my weight …… is a bit embarrassing!”

“I’m not talking about looks! I’m talking about character!”

“Ginvhiyo’s personality is the closet pervert kind that Yu-kun likes. I’m working hard to learn slangs for Yu-kun’s sake.”

“That’s not what I’m trying to say! You menhera!”

“Men…….hera?”

she was taken aback.

“What’s that?”

Is it something you can eat?

Feeling like that she twisted her neck.

“I’m talking about people who are a little sick and addicted.”

“I don’t really get it, but I got an A on my physical the other day.”

“Mentally!”

“I wonder if that’s so. It’s true that I might die of sadness if Yu-kun disappeared from this world, but…”

Suddenly Ginchiyo crouched down on the spot.

“What’s wrong?”

“I got very sad when I imagined Yu-kun dying…”

“Don’t kill me on your own…….”

After a sniffle, Ginchiyo looked up at me.

“Thank God you’re alive!”

“…… after all, you are a little crazy.”

“Ehh, it’s normal. Anyone would be sad if someone they love were to disappear. People cannot live alone. People support each other…..”

“Anyway, I don’t want to be dependent on you. That’s why I can’t go out with you. I can’t even think about marriage.”

“Geez, Yu-kun, getting married is so hasty”

“Is your memory impaired?”

You were the first to say it as an analogy.

“Anyway, I can’t go out with you, so go out with another guy.”

Yoosh, I said it out loud.

“I can’t do that. Ginchiyo loves Yu-kun. To go out with someone else when you love someone else is infidelity. Adulterers deserve to die. Cut off their pubic region, feed it to dogs, and then behead them. I heard that in the Ainu society, adultery is said to be punished by cutting off the ears and noses of both men and women.”

Isn’t what you said earlier different?

“Whatever. Anyway, I can’t go out with you.”

“….”

Guuu. 

Tears in her eyes.

Don’t give up, me.

If I break here, it’ll be the same as ever.

I must not lose.

After taking a deep breath, I said it clearly.

“That’s why don’t follow me around again!”

“….okay.”

With trembling lips, Ginchiyo muttered sadly. Tiny teardrops fell to the floor.

“…..”

Ginchiyo slumped her shoulders and sadly pushed open the glass door of the entrance and left. The early spring breeze that blew in was freezing. 

The door slammed shut. 

The fallen leaves that had entered the school building danced sadly. 

Did I speak a little too harshly? 

Swallowing a pinch of regret with my saliva, I opened the shoe box to take out my loafers.

“Nn?”

There was a box wrapped in wrapping paper. Today’s Valentine’s Day. This shape is probably chocolate.

Tension broke through the atmosphere.

“Oh”

I took it out. The letter was wrapped with a ribbon. The sender.

“Kanemori Ginchiyo……..”