When I Was Presumed Dead, They Became Unhinged Unknowingly - Chapter 40

“It’s okay, Satoru. Personally, I’m fine with it if we just run away together without you telling me about your past. We can live together somewhere where no one will ever find us.”

“That’s fine, but I still want to talk. Besides, if I run away from them again, it could become irreversible, even I, foolish as I am, understand that. So, I’ll talk.”

“…I see. But you know, I’m not convinced either. If it weren’t for that woman, Shouko, Satoru would have been mine forever.”

“I’m sorry for that.”

“Satoro, your apologies don’t carry any meaning anymore. Well, I guess it can’t be helped since you have no choice but to apologize.”

Kyoka said that, shrugging her shoulders in resignation.

“Soon, they should be here.”

“That’s right.”

As they discussed this, there was a knock on the door.

“Kyoka-sama.”

“You can let them in.”

“Yes.”

They have arrived.

It’s okay; I’m mentally prepared.

“Oh, these people. Seems like there are quite a few beautiful ones among them.”

“No, it’s unrelated. It just happened that the girls I saved were pretty. I have no ulterior motives.”

“Hmm, I see.”

Kyoka stared intently at them.

Naturally, they also looked at Kyoka, but their gaze was hostile and somewhat filled with murderous intent.

“I’m Kyoka. Nice to meet you.”

With that, she smiled at them, seemingly not caring about the murderous intent.

“I’m Misuzu. I’ve known Satoru longer than you. Nice to meet you.”

Misuzu, like Kyoka, smiled with a similar expression, but both parties’ eyes were clouded.

“I’m Mika. I’ve pledged my future to being with Satoru. Unlike you, we’re in a relationship where we do this and that. Nice to meet you.”

Unlike Misuzu, Mika didn’t bother hiding her murderous intent, glaring at Kyoka.

“I’m Sakura. I do voice acting, and you might know me from TV. Unlike you, I’m ready to support my brother without relying on my family. Nice to meet you.”

Smiling with an idol-like glitter, Sakura took Kyoka’s hand, conveying irritation and murderous intent through her words.

“I’m Karen. I love Satoru more than anyone. Definitely more than you.”

Speaking bluntly, Karen turned a sharp gaze toward Kyoka.

“I’m Shouko, as I mentioned before. I’ll say it again. I’m the woman who will marry Satoru soon. I will never forgive you.”

With a cute appearance, Shouko’s eyes were filled with unexpected hostility as she directed her gaze at Kyoka.

During this, I could only watch without saying a word. Trying to mediate here would probably be impossible. Besides, this was a problem I caused in the first place, and intervening now would likely only increase their anger.

Observing the cold war-like exchanges, Kyoka suddenly laughed and said, “I don’t understand what you’re talking about. But let me make one thing clear. I love Satoru the most. Well, I want to be a good woman for him, so I have a generosity in me that can tolerate you all. That’s the difference between you and me. Nice to meet you.”

With that, she showed a more beautiful smile than before.

Now, how should I confess about my past and the fact that I want to die from here?