When I Was Presumed Dead, They Became Unhinged Unknowingly - Chapter 43

The words spoken by the monster left me paralyzed.

What did it just say? Did it say “Thank you”? Those words echoed in my ears, and the realization that I had just killed my father finally hit me.

Could it be that I did something wrong? Doubts began to sprout in my mind, and an unsettling feeling crawled up my spine.

It’s okay, it’s okay.

I tried to reassure myself, but the doubts persisted.

That’s when it happened.

The front door of the house opened, and someone entered. I heard a voice saying, “I’m home.” I walked hesitantly towards the person who had come in.

“Satoru, I’m home. Where’s your father?”

It was my mother who had returned.

“I defeated him, Mom. I defeated him.”

Or at least, I felt like I said that.

After a few moments, whether she understood my words or not, my mother pushed me aside and ran towards the room where the monster had been lying.

“Scream!! Why, why! Why is he alive? How? Why, why? You? Are you alive? Right?”

I followed, and my mother was in a frenzy. She desperately checked if my father was still alive, clinging to him.

“Mom, I defeated him. I defeated him.”

Looking at me with eyes that were frozen with a glare, my mother uttered these words to me.

“No one asked you to do that!! ………You should have died. Why are you alive? Why didn’t you die instead? I was only alive to receive his love. Why? Why? Why are you alive?”

Once again, I could not understand.

I did not understand what Mom was saying or even what she was talking about.

“I loved him. I didn’t even love you a millimeter. You were nothing more than a tool to receive his love. Just hurry up and die. Drop dead.”

My mother directed a gaze filled with murderous intent towards me, while wearing a truly sad and pained expression for my father. It was something I couldn’t comprehend at all.

Why?

Why was that?

It was only then that I understood. It wasn’t Dad who was strange. Dad wasn’t a monster. The monster was Mom.

Realizing that both Dad and I were nothing more than tools manipulated by that person, I hurriedly escaped.

If I had stayed there, I would have broken. I would have been killed, gone mad, almost died. The self within me would have completely shattered and disappeared.

Even at such a young age, I understood that much.

I ran away from the hideous monster coming towards me. I felt like I would lose my understanding of everything.

I ran, and ran, and ran.

And that led to the present.

This time, I won’t make a mistake. I couldn’t save Dad at that time.