My Online Friends Turned Out To Be the Ultra-Beautiful Girls in My Class and They Were Yandere - 40
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Behind the school building with a roof. That deserted place was already, needless to say, steeped in an atmosphere of hell. If anything, even calling it hell felt too mild. The fear was so intense that it seemed to drown out even the noisy sound of the rain, wrapping the entire area in its grip. It was Muna who broke the silence. Her voice was low and heavy with pressure, to the point where the silence had almost been preferable.
“Well then, you wanted to know, right? Why you’re the one being laughed at.”
“Y-Yeah. Obviously Kamitsuru did something, didn’t he!”
“Shut up. I only want a yes or no. Don’t say anything else, it’s unpleasant. And as for the answer… didn’t you think it was strange? Yesterday, I suddenly started approaching you, questioning you about the rumors. Saying bad things about Haa-kun.”
Ah, so that’s what she was doing. Then that explains why Muna had been acting so heavy like that.
“That, you see, I recorded all of it. Did you know?”
“Huh?”
“You didn’t even think about it, did you? Heh, you’re laughably stupid. You were happy, weren’t you? That I took your side and badmouthed Haa-kun. Then I just posted it on the underground site, and that scene was complete.”
Tanaka stared at Muna as if he couldn’t comprehend it. Just how stupid was this guy? Come to think of it, his grades were lower than mine too, weren’t they? In the end, his face really was all he had. What a pitiful guy. And then, as if on cue, Misaki smiled sweetly and asked him a question.
“I’m going to ask you something, okay? Please answer honestly. Why did you do something this horrible to Haa-chan? Make sure you give a proper reason.”
That smile still carried an unmistakable killing intent, like it had “Tell the truth or I’ll kill you” written all over it. Perhaps overwhelmed by that pressure, Tanaka finally opened his mouth.
“…I liked Muna long before you did. I’ve been with her longer too. But Muna only ever looked at Kamitsuru. The harem I wanted, he was the one who had it. I couldn’t stand it. Compared to someone plain like him, who can’t even do sports, someone good-looking like me suits you all way better.”
Seriously? What kind of trash reason was that? This had to be a joke. So what, I went through all of that just because of his pathetic jealousy? I was dragged through a hell so bad I thought dying would be better for half a month because of something that trivial?
“Don’t screw with me.”
A fist shot past the edge of my vision. It didn’t hit Tanaka’s face, but instead slammed into the wall right beside it. A dull thud echoed, not loud, but more than enough for those of us there. The one who threw the punch was… Haruna.
“Because of your disgusting feelings!? Your filthy desires!? My Hakkun had to suffer this much!? That’s insane! For something so trivial!? Why did Hakkun have to be pushed to the brink of death because of you!?”
Haruna’s shout echoed through the school. She was so enraged that her usual self had completely slipped. Blood was dripping from her fist, but she clearly didn’t care at all.
“Why do you get to laugh while Hakkun has to suffer like that!? You should be the one suffering! You should be the one who dies! You piece of trash!”
“Wait, Ha—”
Just as I tried to stop her, Misaki gently reached out and held me back.
“I’m sorry, Haa-chan. Just for now, can you not stop her? It’s fine. We won’t cause any problems.”
“…Alright.”
After being bombarded with such harsh words, tears spilled from Tanaka’s eyes. And yet, the fact that I couldn’t bring myself to think “serves you right” probably meant I was too soft.
“M-Matsumae…”
Tanaka muttered that under his breath, but there was no way they would miss it.
“It’s pointless. Matsumae-chan has become a shut-in. Now you’ve got nowhere left to go.”
“W-Why would you go this far… We’re childhood friends…”
“If you’re bringing that up, then so are we, you know? A childhood friend who exploits your weaknesses and threatens you, or childhood friends who accept your weaknesses and face things together with you. Which do you think is better?”
Childhood friends, huh. Did that word really carry that much meaning? It should just be a difference of when you became close, sooner or later. That word didn’t have that much power. And yet, for some reason, he was overvaluing it.
“Well, that’s how it is. You should try experiencing what it’s like to have nowhere to belong. And then just die. Though, maybe you’ll change once you get into high school?”
“Out of consideration for that ‘childhood friend’ you mentioned…”
Misaki walked over to where Tanaka had collapsed. On the way, she pulled something like a knife out of her pocket.
“I’ll let you off with just this. But—”
She thrust it toward his neck. The moment the blade touched his skin, it made a soft sound and retracted. Ah, a toy knife. That startled me. Seriously startled me.
“Next time, it’ll be real. If you understand, then never get involved with me, Haa-chan, or the others again. Oh, and this isn’t a threat. You know, right? I’m already used to killing people.”
“Oh, the bell rang. Well then, we’re heading back. Heh, do your best.”
As if on cue, the bell rang just as things settled down. We turned our backs on Tanaka and started heading back to the classroom.
“…Don’t mess with me. Don’t mess with me! You ugly bitch!”
With his face twisted, he charged at Muna to hit her. This guy really was beyond saving. Hitting a girl, was he even sane? Well, from his perspective, hadn’t he always been like this?
“I won’t let you lay a hand on them. Knock it off, you piece of trash.”
I grabbed Tanaka’s fist aimed at Muna and stopped it, then immediately let go. Maybe he had nothing left to do, because he just stood there, getting drenched in the rain.
“Ahh, that felt refreshing! Oh, sorry, Haa-kun. I might’ve gone a bit overboard.”
“Yeah… it was a bit much. But still, I’m really glad you got angry for my sake. Thanks, Muna, Haruna, Misaki.”
“I’m glad I could be useful to you, Haa-kun!”
“It’s still nowhere near enough though. Come on, let’s go. We’ll be late for class.”
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