My Online Friends Turned Out To Be the Ultra-Beautiful Girls in My Class and They Were Yandere - 37
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I wondered how long I had been crying. The four of them kept gently stroking me and telling me I was okay as I cried like a baby. No, not “like” a baby, I really was one. It was kind of embarrassing at my age. Gradually, I calmed down. And then, for a completely different reason, I suddenly felt like I wanted to die again.
“Have you calmed down, Hakkun?”
“Yeah, I’ve calmed down. Thanks, everyone. And… sorry for showing such a pathetic side of me.”
“If you call that pathetic, then what does that make us?”
Oh, so they’re aware of it at least. Then are they just impulsive?
“Alright then. Let’s begin the meeting.”
“Huh? A meeting?”
With a light cough, Muna declared that proudly. A meeting? For what?
“Yeah, a meeting. A revenge meeting.”
“While Haa-chan was getting along with Rin-san and going to the sea, we were busy gathering lots of evidence. So we’re going to use it to take revenge on those pieces of trash! Hehe!”
Huh? Were my ears broken? I just heard Misaki say “pieces of trash,” a word I’d never heard come out of her mouth before. I mean, she might say it about herself, but she would never say that about other people, right…?
And don’t “hehe” me! That’s way too cute!
“For now, we’ve already questioned Tanaka and Matsumae, the ones who started the rumors. We properly recorded everything too. Smartphones aren’t allowed, so I was nervous we’d get caught. After this, if we upload it to the underground site, the target should shift to Tanaka.”
“But wait. Wouldn’t that basically be advertising that you’re Muna on that site?”
“Hm? That part’s fine, Haa-kun. You probably already understand, but the people on that site don’t care whether the rumors are true or not. So if I just say something like I happened to see this or overheard it, they’ll believe it. And besides, I don’t mind if the hate comes toward me.”
As the meeting went on, I found myself getting more and more into it. Revenge, huh. Against the people who created that garbage environment. There was no way I wouldn’t get fired up over that. At this point, I didn’t care anymore. If we were doing this, then we were going all out with revenge.
“What about Matsumae? She’s the admin, right? Then there’s a chance it could get deleted.”
“No, she won’t delete it. I made a deal with her. Well, I don’t have any intention of keeping it, though.”
“A deal?”
“Yeah. Her goal is you, Hakkun. She spreads rumors, waits until you’re completely broken, then shows up and ‘saves’ you. That way, she can make you dependent on her. And for that, we’re in the way. So I told her we’d stay away from you. In exchange, I asked her not to open the underground site for one day. I acted submissive and flattered her a bit, and she got carried away and agreed right away.”
Matsumae Urara. The admin of the underground site where all the rumors originated, and the daughter of a company president. Maybe because of that, she had a very arrogant attitude. The kind of unpleasant rich girl you see in manga. She even had a pretty bad reputation. And for some reason, someone like that liked me.
So Matsumae was trying to strip me of my place and make me completely dependent on her… I’d seen this in manga before. The so-called isolation-inducing yandere type. Yeah, I knew this one.
“But Matsumae hasn’t come near me or anything, though?”
“Mii knows about her. She just says that, but in truth, she only wants to see Hakkun completely broken.”
“Seriously…?”
“We were avoiding you because we were being threatened. Like, ‘If you get any closer to Hakkun, I’ll spread even more rumors.’ As for the rest… I’d rather you not ask.”
“What kind of threat is that? I’m the hostage here? Thanks for telling me, Haruna. As for the rest, I got it. I won’t ask until you’re ready.”
So for now, it was confirmed that Matsumae and Tanaka were behind it. Matsumae wanted to see me broken. Well, I understood that… no, I didn’t want to understand it, though. But what about Tanaka? What the hell was his deal?
“Alright! The post on the underground site is done. Now let’s just wait and see what happens. Hehe. Oh yeah, we didn’t decide what counts as ‘revenge complete,’ did we?”
“In that case, how about making them go through the same thing as Haa-chan? Let them suffer from rumors, and if possible, let them die from it. Ruining their future is a given.”
“He’s supposed to enroll in my current school, right? Then how about I take custody of that audio data, and when he passes the acceptance test, I hand it over so his acceptance gets revoked? My grandfather spoils me, so I think I can do it.”
These girls were planning something pretty brutal. And yet, at the same time, I found myself getting excited. Guess my personality had gotten pretty twisted too. For now, I listened to the audio data Muna had obtained. To summarize, it was like this.
Everything in the rumors was actually something Tanaka had done, and Muna had been beaten. The hostage threats involving me were still ongoing. He had also beaten up a timid guy who got paired with Muna for an assignment. He was cooperating with Matsumae. His goal was to drive me to suicide. The reason was unknown.
It was disgusting. This was the kind of person you’d call pure, nauseating evil. It made me want to say,”don’t joke around!” Driving me to suicide was unforgivable, sure, but more than that…
That guy laid a hand on Muna. And on Misaki. He knew Muna was bad with violence, and that threatening Misaki would trigger her trauma. And he did it anyway. I stopped caring about myself. I couldn’t forgive that. How incredulous!
“Misaki. Muna. Are you two okay now?”
“Yeah, I’m okay. I’ve got you now. But thanks for worrying about me.”
“Thank you, Haa-chan. But please don’t apologize. This level of suffering is far too small compared to what you’ve gone through.”
“Misaki. You don’t compare suffering. If it hurts, then it hurts, no matter how small. Thanks for telling me. That must’ve been hard.”
“Ah, look, Haa-kun! There’s already a reaction on the underground site!”
On the smartphone screen Muna showed me were comments like, “What is this, this is insane,” “Tanaka is the worst,” “Wait, does that mean we’ve been treating Kamitsuru-kun horribly for no reason?” “Driving someone to suicide is scary, that’s just a crime,” and more. The criticism that had been aimed at me was all shifting toward Tanaka at once.
“Ahaha… Tomorrow’s going to be fun!”
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