When the person I used to admire, turned out to be a Yandere! - Chapter 69- Cornering her
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- Chapter 69- Cornering her
What is happening to me?
I cannot keep my mind steady at all. This wasn’t the first time I was met with shocking news but for some reason, extreme emotions have begun affecting me gravely.
Even when I received the news of my adoptive parent’s death or when Rena-nee’s report arrived, I was somehow able to keep my composure, which didn’t make the people around me, get worried because of me.
However, recently, my mind just doesn’t listen to my command at all…it feels that I want to relax and think carefully about something but can’t do so.
The chaos in my subconscious just leaves me all anxious and I often feel the urge of just running away.
Like, right now. After I received the news from Emiko-san’s mother about my origin, I was not able to keep my mind stable and make conscious decisions. I just asked whether Emiko-san knew about it and left the place.
To where I was headed? No idea.
What would I do now? I can’t decide.
Was Miyako-san right about me not being worthy of Emiko-san? Now, I feel doubtful.
After all, any mother in this world would not desire to have their children tied with the son of a traitor.
Once my relationship with Emiko-san got publicized, just like Miyako-san, many others also would try to find out about my past. And there was no brainer to guess what would happen once people would get to know about my biological father.
‘Emiko-san…her image would be ruined…what should I do…’ Walking on an unknown path I clenched my fist in agitation. I couldn’t think of a single solution for what to do.
*TAP* *TAP*
I need to do something about this…or Emiko-san’s hardship until this point would amount to nothing.
“Haah…haa…”
I couldn’t just abruptly remove myself from her life as well…I know I wouldn’t be able to live without her anymore. But what was there I could do to protect her?
“..u-kun!”
I need to first make her delete the picture, and then I will tell Emiko-san to let me stay back at my house…yes, that would be-
“Haru-kun, wait!”
“Ah!” I was suddenly pulled by my collar as the familiar voice of Emiko-san rang in my ear, making me realize that it was her who had been yelling all this time.
In my daze, I wasn’t able to identify her shouts, but now that she was holding my shirt, there was no way I could not recognize her.
“Eh?” The moment I turned to look at her, my eyes widened.
She was wearing the pajamas just like me and wasn’t wearing any mask to conceal her identity. However, what made me concerned was her bare reddened feet.
“Sit…sit here…” In a panic, I escorted her to the nearby park and made her sit on the bench.
Kneeling on the ground I took her left leg in my hold before assessing her foot.
“Sss…you are bleeding…” I winced seeing the small glass piece pierced at the bottom side of her sole. The glass was at least three centimeters long and was pointy.
I bit the sleeve of my pajama before tearing it into two thin straps.
“Bear with me,” I told Emiko-san, who surprisingly hasn’t spoken a single word nor showed any sign of discomfort. More than her, I seemed to be in pain.
“Are you mad at me, Haru-kun?” Her voice didn’t urge me to look at her as I carefully took the glass shard out of her foot and used the fabric strip to patch the wound.
I felt her hand caressing my hair as she again asked, “Did I hurt you, Haru-kun…”
My movement paused for a single second but soon I continued my work.
“Do you hate me now, Ha-”
“Can’t you let me be upset even for an hour?” Raising my head I glared at her in irritation.
Shaking my head, I continued patching up her wound while my mouth never ceased to complain, “You always have been like this, Emiko. Trying to soothe my anxiety or coax me every time I get upset…am I that easy to deal with?”
The last part was something I asked myself but it was Emiko who responded,
“More like, it’s me who knows how to calm my Haru-kun.”
I looked at her with an expression that voiced, ‘For real?’ before I continued tying up the fabric.
“Why did you leave the house barefoot?” I couldn’t help but grumble seeing those pure white skin now tainted with dirt and blood.
“I didn’t leave barefoot…rather, I dropped my sandals mid-way. It was a hindrance.”
I looked at her before asking, “Since how long have you been following me?”
For her to run all the way…looking around, I found that the mansion was nowhere to be seen, which meant I had traveled a good distance while thinking about stuff.
“Haru-kun…what can I do to gain your forgiveness.” She held my face in her warm hands before asking in a pleading tone.
There was something I noticed about Emiko, and that was her expressive eyes. I mean, I have seen her shoots and the way she poses in them. However, when I gaze at those eyes when she is in front of the camera, and while she looks at me, I can spot the difference.
She was all too sincere with herself around me.
“You knew I was the son of a traitor and yet you approached me…why?”
Although I knew this wasn’t the right place and the right time to ask this, this has been bothering me ever since that night. That fateful night when I arrived to deliver food at Harada Emiko’s apartment and got myself into a deal.
“I know that you like me since when I was in high school but just by looking at someone’s outer appearance couldn’t be the reason to fall for them, right? This was something you have taught me.”
Her hand loosened up as her eyes slightly widened.
Under normal circumstances, I wouldn’t have cornered her like this but today I felt I needed to uncover every secret.
“You love me so unconditionally and also try to get along with my family despite the difference between our status-”
“Haru-kun, I have already told you that doesn’t-”
“I know, Emiko. But it doesn’t change the fact that the background and status of people does matter when it comes to forming relationships.”
With my palm resting over her knee, I continued, “I know I must be sounding rude right now, but this was something I always wanted to know, Emiko… that’s why tell me…why you like me so much. And please, tell me everything truthfully.”
Upon finding that there was no escape from this, her expression shifted greatly.
I couldn’t count how many times she was blinking and looking away to find an answer. However, I was well set on knowing the truth today.
I wanted to know, why Harada Emiko ever came to like a typical nobody like me.
“I know I might sound ridiculous Haru-kun…but there is a past that we share yet you don’t know about.” Hearing her words, I could tell that she was finally speaking the truth.
I keenly listened to her words silently as she parted her lips to continue….however, suddenly, my eyes caught a figure advancing toward Emiko from behind with something silvery in his hand.
“So it was the time-” “Look out!!”
I pulled Emiko in her shirt before the knife the assailant was holding went past the spot where her neck was, a moment ago.
“Haru-kun?!” I got up on my feet before dragging Emiko behind my back.
I scrutinized the assailant and found he was wearing a white mask with his hair obstructing his eyes.
He was wearing gloves and in his right hand was a long and sharp knife.
“Emiko, run-!!!” My eyes suddenly widened as I saw the man taking out a gun from his jacket and pointing it toward us.
I instantly turned toward Emiko and embraced her tightly.
*THA*
I felt something hitting my body three times on my back.
Just after that several gunshots could be heard from nearby and so was Emiko’s voice—calling out for me.
However, by the time Emiko’s security took down the assailant, I was already on the brink of falling unconscious.
….maybe this…was the punishment…I deser…
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A/N:- Everything happened in a whirlwind.
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