When I Was Presumed Dead, They Became Unhinged Unknowingly - Chapter 41

“Okay, now that the self-introductions are done, shouldn’t we all sit down?” 

Upon my suggestion, everyone, including Kaguya, obediently took their seats. However, they still exchanged smiles with an unknown meaning, their faces beaming.

“Um, so. First of all, I want to apologize to everyone again. I’m sorry for causing you anxiety until now.”

“It’s okay. As long as Satoru is alive, I don’t care about anything else.”

Misuzu said that, looking at me with teary eyes.

“That’s right, Onii-chan. As long as you’re alive, I can live on from now on. So you don’t have to apologize anymore.”

“Just having Satoru-kun alive makes Mika happy and content.”

“Satoru, thank you for being alive.”

“Satoru, I love you. Let’s be together forever from now on.”

The other four also comforted me in the same way.

As I expected….. they are completely dependent on me. They are clearly willing to forgive me even if I’m at fault. It’s as if everything is forgiven and I might misunderstand that I can get away with anything.

For example, even if I commit murder.

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“Satoru, Satoru. Did it hurt? It hurts RIGHT?! I’m the one who faces the outside world, and suffers through pain and hardships. Just to feed you two.” 

This was my father, his fist trembling, hovering over the little me, while saying that.

“De-Dear, stop this, please stop this. You can hit me instead. So, please STOP!!” 

“Shut the hell up Michiru!!”

My mother, Michiru, who tried to stop him, was kicked and rolled on the floor.

This was the so-called domestic violence. And this thing called domestic violence was a daily occurance in this household. I don’t even remember when it started. But I was verbally abused as long as I can remember.

 But ironically, he was publicly known as a good husband, able to take care of his child, which was strange.

After watching my father walk out of my room, perhaps refreshed by a quick slap in the face, I crawled toward my mother.

“Ar-Are y-you okay <om?”

My mother reacted to my voice, turned her head toward me and patted my head saying, “It’s alright.”

She staggered to her feet, wobbling out of my room, and followed my father out of my room.

And within a few minutes, Dad’s loud voice and Mom’s screams echoed. Soon, Mom’s scream turned into moans, and I was just sitting inside my room, staring at the ceiling.

My mind was blank.

I knew from experience that if I tried to stop him, I would only get hit again. I knew from experience that my mother would only be violated further, so I could not stop him.

Ahh ……….. I wonder when this will end. When will I be able to sleep? My body can’t sleep unless my father goes to bed.

One day, I was sleeping, and he suddenly woke me up and said, “Why are you sleeping so comfortably when I’m tired after working outside?”

Since then, I can’t sleep unless my dad goes to bed.

I am sure that in a few more tens of minutes, the moaning voices will stop and I will finally be able to sleep. So, until then, I should just stare at the ceiling like this and empty my head.

My young heart was already on the verge of breaking.