Episode 2 

Beep…beep……

Morning.

The sound of the alarm woke me up.

“Haa….”

As soon as I awoke, a sigh escaped me.

My body is heavy.

I don’t want to go to school.

If I could, I would like to stay in my room and sleep for the rest of the day.

That’s all I can think about.

I used to be different.

I used to look forward to going to school.

I enjoyed talking with my friends.

I enjoyed participating in club activities.

I liked learning new things in class.

Now, however, I am completely alienated from school.

Since my ex-girlfriend Kisaragi set me up, labeled me a criminal, and made everyone treat me like I was a tumor……my student life has changed 180 degrees.

“Shit…….”

I cuss and get ready for school.

I don’t really want to go to school, but if I end up becoming a shut-in, I’ll lose to Kisaragi.

All the hard work I’ve put into club activities and studies will be wasted.

I didn’t want to let that happen.

“Someday, I will definitely let them know that I was falsely accused…”

What was she trying to do to me?

I will definitely ask her about it and let everyone know Kisaragi’s true nature.

I will get revenge on Kisaragi for taking everything from me.

Relying only on those dark emotions, I somehow managed to open the door to my room, which felt heavy, and went outside again today.

“Whoa…..cold….”

“..Tsk.”

As soon as I left my room, I ran into my younger sister.

When she bumps into me, she looks at me as if I’m looking at trash.

The sister who used to call me [Onii chan] and adore me is no longer there.

She calls me a [criminal] and never comes within a one-meter radius of me these days.

“Worst…..I have to see the face of a criminal in the morning…”

“No…I’m…”

I try desperately to argue, but I hold back.

There is no proof.

I have no proof that I didn’t rape Kisaragi.

Without proof of innocence, no matter how much I insist on my innocence, it will sound like nothing more than an excuse.

It’s frustrating, but I have no choice but to keep my mouth shut and endure for now.

“Good morning…did you sleep well this morning…?”

“I feel sick……there’s no way I could sleep well being in a house with a criminal…”

“…”

“If you do anything to me, I’ll tell Mom and Dad immediately,……and you must stay away from me.

After saying that, my sister slammed the door and went back to her room.

“Haa…..”

I sighed and held my chest.

The harsh words from my family were more heartbreaking.

With a throbbing pain in my chest, I went downstairs.

“Good morning. Mom, Dad.”

When I got down to the living room, my father was already at the table reading the newspaper and my mother was in the kitchen washing dishes.

I forced a smile and greeted them both.

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They were silent.

They didn’t even look at me.

My parents have been like this for a long time now.

Ever since the PTA got word of my false accusation against Kisaragi, they have been treating me like I don’t exist.

No matter how much I told them I was falsely accused, they wouldn’t listen to me.

I don’t remember raising a child like that.

I can’t face my neighbors, I’m ashamed.

You are not my child.

They began to say such things to me without hesitation.

I couldn’t understand why they didn’t believe me after spending all this time together.

I wanted them to believe my words rather than Kisaragi’s assertions because we are family, but they never listened to my pleas and were only concerned about the world.

“Hm…? My breakfast…?”

Saddened by the fact that I had been ignored by both of them, I was about to take my seat when I suddenly realized that my breakfast was missing.

There was breakfast for my father, mother, and sister at the table.

Only mine was missing.

I looked at my parents in turn, as if to ask why.

“There’s no breakfast for you.”

“Criminals don’t need breakfast.”

“…..”

“You should be ashamed of your behavior. Why don’t you show some remorse?”

“Tohru. Because of your crime, your father is ashamed to walk around the neighborhood. There is no food for you. You should be thankful that you’re still here.”

“……..”

I was so frustrated.

When my parents told me that, I almost cried with frustration and sadness.

But I held on tight, put my bag on my back, and headed for the front door.

“I’m off…”

With these words, I left the house through the front door.

Of course, there was no reply from my parents.

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“Wow…look…it’s Shinonome senpai…”

“The rape case? ……The worst. I can’t believe I ran into a criminal in the morning…….

“He looks serious, but…..his essence is that he’s a monkey who can only think about things with his lower body…….”

“Creepy…why don’t the police arrest him sooner?”

“The victim, Kisaragi senpai, said she didn’t report the damage out of warmth….. she’s really kind, isn’t she? The most painful thing is that she’s the one who was raped…….”

I passed through the school gate while being gossiped about in whispers.

The lie that I had raped Kisaragi had already spread throughout the school.

Now everyone, regardless of grade, knows who I am and believes me to be a criminal

On my way to school, walking down the hallway, or having lunch in the cafeteria, students are constantly gossiping about me, and I can always hear them saying that I am a criminal, that I am disgusting, and that they hope the police catch me.

No matter how much I insist that it’s wrong, they don’t believe me, and almost everyone believes what Kisaragi says.

It seems that in cases like this, the world believes the claims of women, who are the weakest link in the chain.

I walked quickly to the classroom, my shoulders narrowed.

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Rattle……

I managed to make it to the classroom, where the students I passed by whispered, sometimes openly lashing out at me and shouting abuse at me, and I opened the door and went inside.

“Wow…it’s Shinonome…”

“Seriously…you’re here today too…”

“Don’t come in here, you criminal…”

“How can you come to school every day without any remorse…”

“Get caught and expelled…”

“It’s so awful to have to take classes with a criminal……”

My classmates, who recognized my appearance, started spouting off such vitriol one after another.

Each one of them stabbed at my heart and made me want to cry, but I managed to grit my teeth and endure it as I headed to my seat.

“Oh, shit.”

“That’s disgusting.”

“Stay away from me.”

“Please, don’t come near me.”

On the way to my seat, the students…..especially the girls, move their desks and pull themselves away from me in a blatant attempt to get away from me.

As usual, I didn’t react at all, but walked over to my seat, put down my bag, and sat down.

Then, I looked down and endured the outbursts I heard around me until it was time for homeroom to start.

“…”

Disgusting.

I want him to die.

Get expelled from school immediately.

While those voices were coming from everywhere, I glanced at Kisaragi.

What kind of face is Kisaragi making right now?

I wonder if she’s satisfied with my downfall.

Or does she feel a little sorry for me?

If she doesn’t feel guilty at all when she sees me now, Kisaragi is the devil.

I’ll see what kind of face you have.

I thought so and glanced toward Kisaragi’s seat.

“….!”

Kisaragi, whose eyes met mine for a moment, looked at me and grinned.

It was a lowly smile, as if this situation was deeply amusing.

“….”

 Scum.

She’s a scumbag for getting me into this situation and then laughing at me for it.

I felt the urge to get up from my seat and punch her.

The fist that I clenched tightly was soaked with blood from the nail.

“Wait, what are you looking at Kisaragi san !?”

“Are you still aiming at Kisaragi san !?”

“Criminal ! ! ! Stop obsessing over Kisaragi chan ! ! !”

As I was resisting the urge to punch Kisaragi, the girls noticed my gaze and began to say things like that.

A few girls got up from their seats and stood between me and Kisaragi, as if to protect her.

“Uh…uh…”

Kisaragi pulled back the thin smile she had a moment before and immediately made a crying face and began sobbing sympathetically.

“Stay away from Kisaragi san, you criminal ! !”

“Stay away from Kisaragi san ! ! Rapist ! !”

“If you do anything to Kisaragi san again, I won’t allow it ! ! !”

“Himehana chan is traumatized by what you did to her !?  When she looks at you, she remembers ! ! !

I’m not going to let you get away with it anymore! Don’t even look at Himehana chan anymore ! ! !”

“…….”

I want to yell, how can you guys believe that guy so easily without any proof?

“Hey, guys ! ! That kind of language is just terrible ! ! You don’t know who’s right, Kisaragi san or Tohru ! ! !”

As I was desperately fighting against my emotions, someone spoke up on my behalf.

“Nanase chan?”

“Nanase san?”

I was under siege, and the only one who spoke up for me was my childhood friend, Nanase Risa.

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