Chapter 4: Middle School 2nd Grade Chuuni

The incident I caused today with Shizuko’s body.

If Shizuko in the afterlife found out about this, she would be furious and jump out of hell.

It was really spicy.

“Hehe~♪

Well, actually, our Shizuko-chan didn’t go to the afterlife or hell.

Why?

Look.

[・・・・・・ Ugh, oooh, sob.]

See?

It was a bit too spicy, but wasn’t it ~ refreshing?

Isn’t it, Shizuko?

[I didn’t want it to be this spicy…………!

Sniffle!]

Really?

For that, you collected evidence and materials remarkably well, crossing the line of legality.

How did you even get the contact information of all the students in the school?

I see you even have the ones for the new students who are entering this year.

[Ugh………

Th, that………….]

It’s not for nothing that it’s called East Korea, the country of hyungs on the internet.

Personal information is treated like a shared kickboard here and there.

[I, I didn’t aim for it!

I happened to see it on Mako-sensei’s desk……………

Besides, I had no choice………….]

Ah, Manko-sensei would definitely have it.

She’s in charge of student guidance, after all.

She seemed like a kind of guidance counselor.

[Ma, Manko…………!

D, Don’t call her so lewdly!]

Lewdly.

You’re starting to use Korean expressions too, now that your language center is mixed with mine?

Or maybe you were already training yourself by watching Korean dramas on Netflix.

[Ugh……………!!]

No, it’s.

Right now, I, you, have a tongue disorder.

[That’s only when I’m speaking!

I can speak properly here…………!]

Well, it was like this.

The TS Japanese reincarnation (in progress) was also getting on track.

And then, when the whitening of my hair seemed to have stopped when I looked at it.

In my mind, as if a telepathic message was ringing in my head, as if someone was shouting right next to my ear……

『No~!

Please!

Stop~!!

I didn’t want it to go this far…………!

Sob~』

・・・・・・I started to hear this kind of mournful wailing.

As I got more used to and accustomed to that unrealistic sensation,

[Sob!

It’s because of you, ahjussi, I’ve become a completely mentally ill, psycho middle school girl beyond a menhera yandere…………!

Sob!]

Now I could talk to the real Shizuko in my mind like this.

So from now on, I should call her Jinzuko.

[Sob, sob…………

That’s terrible……………!

What’s Jinzuko!

It’s such an old man’s sense……………!

Sob~]

Anyway, I put Jinzuko’s whining aside for a moment.

I, as the fake Shizuko, decided to focus on the situation in front of me.

“……Amae Shizuko-san.”

“Yes~♬?”

Why have I been humming since earlier?

“Officer.

Even if you ask me again, what I’m saying is the same~』

Even in front of the police.

My high tension should have subsided long ago.

“He he ♪ ”

Actually, this wasn’t my fault, it was Jinzuko’s fault.

Even now, she’s pretending to be upset deep down in my heart, asking why I did such an unbelievable, spicy thing.

Even though I’m the fake Zuko, I’m still Shizuko now, so I could tell.

She’s loving this.

It’s so refreshing.

Whether the current situation is f*cked up or not, she’s just feeling really good.

[N, No….!]

No, what do you mean no.

I fully sympathize.

Because an unbelievable thing that I only imagined when I was a kid, especially when I was going crazy with chuunibyou, happened in front of my eyes.

And I made it happen myself.

As the person involved, as the subject.

[Ugh………….]

Since 90% of people in any era or country weren’t bullies, everyone imagines beating up bullies at least once when they’re in middle school.

I did too.

Yeah, when I was in the second year of middle school.

Especially the end of the second year. Chuuni.

It’s really like the body of a middle scholer, whose emotions run wild and go into overdrive many times.
[……………Don’t keep emphasizing chuuni during the second year of middle school!]

No, the shame of being in the second year of middle school is very important.

Second year of middle school, that’s around 13 years old in Japan, right?

You enter middle school at 12 years old in full age.

“Officer, according to Article 41 of the Nipponese Constitution, regarding criminal responzibility, I know that thoose under the age of 14 are not held criminally liable.”

“……Including that playful tone, the fact that you’re even saying such things is the problem right now.

Amae Shizuko!”

-Thump!

The police officer slammed the desk as if to scold and intimidate me.

I didn’t flinch.

I just had the same, bright, still smiling expression as before.

“I understand from the materials I received in the morning, but even so, resolving things with violence is not the right-”

“That’z why I’m talking about this morning.”

I stopped smiling.

“I handed over the materials, now you know what happened.

But,”

My pronunciation also got a little better.

“so, what can you, the police, do?”

-Swoosh.

The stopped whitening phenomenon.

It started to progress again in real time,

and the black hair that was left a little less than half, started to turn white in an instant.

“What punishment can you give to Yuzurihara Miune, who is under 14 years old, just like me.”

Like heavy snow falling on pitch black.

As it melts, it seeps into the color of pale blue water.

Her obsidian-like eyes gradually turned into a light blue.

“Huh?

Tell me, if you can, if you know.

Huh?

Cop.”

An ominous blue light.

Physically, only stars can emit light.

The color was like looking at a star shining on its own.

“Huh?”

Not a single hope blooming in the pitch-black despair,

but mixed together, maintaining its turbidity,

like a gray purgatory.

“Ah………

uh, th, that………”

At that eye power, the police officer froze for a moment.

Forgetting even his own will to get angry.

“Hehe~♬ so I did it, before I turn 14 in the third year of middle school next year.”

I,

“If I didn’t~♪

Shizuko said.

“She would have hanged herself.”

With a wide, false smile.

It seems like I couldn’t go back to school on a day like this.

Honestly, I was a little tired.

Fortunately, her parents agreed to take care of the rest.

Criminal is criminal, and civil is another matter.

“But well, since you have the evidence you’ve collected well, it’ll be taken into consideration and it’ll be about even.

Without a big fall.”

Of course, the only drawback was that I had now gone beyond Shizuko’s mother’s worry Max to becoming an unfilial child Max.

Well, what can I do?

The water has already been spilled, and I’ve already done it.

[………Ahjussi.]

The original real Shizuko, Jinzuko, in my heart was worried.

Mother and father too, of course not Miune, but me.

Of course, I, Shizuko, could naturally tell that the emotions contained in that worry were a complex mixture of many things, such as guilt and gratitude.

“It’s okay.

If you feel bad for your parents, especially if you’re worried about spending money for no reason, I have an idea.”

I spoke out loud, partly to practice my pronunciation.

I would look like a mental patient talking to myself, but would I care about that now, when Shizuko’s image is already f*cked up?

Ah, for reference, X can be either S or J.

[…………Please don’t teach a middle school girl strange things, just put on your earphones.]

“Ah, that was an option.”

I put on Bluetooth earphones and continued to talk to Shizuko.

“Don’t worry.

From what I’ve seen, with your looks, you can rake in money as a you tuber.”

[I’m a bit worried about showing my face, since the bullying got worse because of Miune-san’s jealousy of my looks………….]

“Really?

Then you can be a Vtuber without showing your face, since you have a pretty voice too.”

[………Thank you, ahjussi.]

The real Shizuko expresses her gratitude as I praise her looks and even her voice.

But what, I just told the truth, why thank me?

[It’s not just that………

no, not only that……………

just, in many ways.]

At first, Jinzuko tried to deny the compliment, but realizing that lying was meaningless between us, she changed her words a little.

Because although we can’t read each other’s minds, we share our feelings and emotions.

If it weren’t for that, if I hadn’t felt that anger and hatred directly as my own,

I wouldn’t have been able to do what I did today.

[Ahjussi.]

“Yeah.”

[Did you see the………….

rope in my room?]

“Yeah, of course.”

That’s why I said that to the police.

It was in Shizuko’s memory in the first place.

After that,

[If it wasn’t for you…………

definitely not like today……………

even if it wasn’t, definitely…………

I couldn’t do anything…………

I…………

sniffle.]

[It was so painful…………

it was so hard and painful………

but my heart was ahead of me…….

I didn’t have the courage to ask for help, and I ran out of will to do anything more on my own……………

any more, any more………….]

[If it wasn’t for you…………

I would have……………

in this world………….]

Really…………

Shizuko started to pour out various things as if confessing.

It wasn’t a very good feeling.

The sensation of being swept away by a wave of emotions that were not mine, feeling empathy as if they were mine, this feeling of reason being paralyzed,

it wasn’t good, for me either.

So,

“Enough.”

I said.

“Enough, instead of saying that,”

I tried to correct my pronunciation a little more.

“Let’z say what we always say when this happens.”

It was an important thing to say.

[Sniffle…………

always?

When this happens………?]

“You know.

Something like “I am good , your welcome.”

A common cliché.

Isn’t this kind of thing very common in Japan?

Leaving, saying goodbye, and when you come back, saying you’re back, something like that.

[You and I are meeting for the first time………………]

………But,

“Yeah, something like that.”

[Ah.]

A fountain of emotions.

Like a rainbow blooming after a torrent of pouring waterfalls.

A thrilling emotion welling up from deep inside.

Such,

[Ah, uh………

then…………….]

With a little embarrassment,

[……………Please take care of me from now on.]

“Yeah.”

Shizuko smiled.

“Me too.”

I smiled too.

There was no one in front of me to see this smile now.

But it didn’t matter.

Because even if I don’t see it,

even if I can’t see it,

even if I don’t have to see it,

[………Hehe♬]

I know.

Each other.