When I Was Presumed Dead, They Became Unhinged Unknowingly - Chapter 2

“Satoru, I’ll be home early again today, so don’t ever go outside, okay? Even if you try to go out, I’ve told the maids to keep an eye on you, so I don’t think you’ll be able to escape.” 

“You don’t have to do that, I won’t run away. Have a good day, Kyoka.”

“Wait for me, okay? Be a good boy and wait for me.”

After kissing me on the forehead and watching her walk out of the room, I stared at the white, luxurious ceiling and let out a sigh. 

Now, how did this happen? 

If I were to go back in time, it would be that day when I was wandering around aimlessly, looking for a place to die.

Before I knew it, I had arrived at a place from where I could see the ocean, and I met her who had just left the room.

It was a mistake to call out to her when she seemed to be lost. I was a fool to think that since I was going to die anyway, I could lighten my sin as much as possible by saving her as well.

A lot happened from there, and I was taken to her house to calm her down at least, if not solve her problems, and I thought I would finally be released, but then I was heard,

My “Ah, I can now finally die,” monologue. 

From that point on, she kept her eyes on me. Her family was incredibly wealthy, and she carried herself with authority, a young lady. 

That young lady declared, “I’ll make Satoru’s wish come true,” and made me dead on official documents. Those with power are amazing. It’s like I don’t exist at all.

I’m sure my aunt will be relieved now that I’m dead, and I’m sure she’ll get some money, so all good things will come of it.

I thought about killing myself in this room, but she only had put soft cushiony things in anticipation of that.

Besides, the maids are watching me, so I can’t do anything stupid like that, and if I did try, she would say, “If you die, I will definitely follow after you. You don’t want to kill me, do you?”, if such threats are made, there’s no way I could kill myself.  (TL/n: just to make it clear, he’s talking about Kyoka)

She wanted to die just like me, so if I really died, she would die.

I think it’s crazy to use herself as a hostage to keep me alive, but that’s what she says, so maybe that’s diversity in today’s day and age.

Such a self-deprecating girl’s appearance is quite…..no, I would say it’s perfect. 

Misuzu, the student council president, exudes elegance from her movements, and her face is so exquisitely crafted that it can be said that it was a masterpiece created by a puppeteer who spent half his life working on it, making her a national treasure.

Her bob-cut black hair is glossy, her nose is high, and her eyes are big and cute, so much so that other high school girls long for them. 

Although she may lose out to Misuzu in terms of proportions, she still has ample breasts, which could be described as more than adequate

“Satoru-sama, are you there?”

“I’m here. Please, come in.”

It must be the maid.

When the door was opened, there was another beautiful maid present.

“Would you like to have lunch?”

“Anything is fine…….But that will trouble you right?” 

“You’re correct.”

“The same thing as yesterday is fine.”

“I understand.”

The maid respectfully bowed and bid me farewell as she left the room, leaving me to contemplate what lay ahead. 

Now that I have my situation roughly sorted out, I will first have to make sure that she will be okay without me. If I don’t, I will be kept like this for the rest of my life, unable to die.

It may be that the average man may envy me because I will be taken care of by such a beautiful girl for the rest of my life, but I want to leave this world as soon as possible.

If that’s the case, I will have to keep healing her spirit, though I don’t know for how many years long.

…. How many years will it take?

Ah, by the way, I had told Misuzu that I was going to call her that day, but in the end, we never got in touch, and I am supposed to be dead.

I did a bad thing.

I wonder if they are living well now.

I hope so.