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A few days had passed since then. Yamanashi was absent from the school for a few days. The reason was that she had a photo shoot that would last several days. It’s not that she was hurt because I ignored her.
The few days without her were very comfortable. Even though my wounds had not healed, I spent the days chatting with friends, playing around after school, and sleeping soundly with hope for tomorrow. It was the most comfortable few days I’ve had in years since I blew off the idea of being dumped.
After watching a movie on the subs, I turn off the TV. I head straight to my room. Today was another good day. Let’s do our best tomorrow.
I lay down on my bed and opened my phone. I surfed the net before going to bed. It was the last blissful moment of the day.
Amidst all the news about game events and incidents in Tokyo, one article caught my eye.
[Popular model Yamanashi Anri disappeared during a photo shoot! Still no word from her]
The name of Yamanashi suddenly intruded into my euphoric brain, and I stopped swiping the screen.
I tapped to check the article and found that she had suddenly disappeared from the hotel in the middle of a long-term photo shoot. The only thing left in her room was a note telling not to look for her, and neither her office nor her family had been able to track her down. The Internet was filled with people concerned about her safety.
One of the most controversial comments was, “Considering how busy she is, it’s tempting to run away”. Many people said that they don’t think that’s true because she loves what she does, and many others sympathized
From my point of view, I can tell you that’s not true. Despite her personality like that, Yamanashi is sincere in her approach to modeling. There is no way she would run away from her job because she hates it. There must be some other reason. I have no idea at this point.
I close my phone after reading the article. I get under the covers and lower my eyelids, but the sleepiness doesn’t seem to be bothering me at all, probably because I’ve been thinking about something strange.
Soon after, my phone shakes by my bedside. I turned on the screen and saw that I had received a voice message from Yamanashi. I was upset by the sudden contact, but I kept my cool and checked the voice message.
[Please not that video…I apologize, I’ll get down on my knees or whatever! So that video…I’ll do anything!!!!]
What I heard from that voice message was not Yamanashi’s voice. It was a man’s voice that sounded familiar. He was crying, his voice was trembling, and he was screaming weakly.
While I was wondering what on earth he was trying to tell me, a picture and a video were attached to the message.
It was a picture of a man on his knees on concrete, probably in a park somewhere. As you can guess, it was the man from the voice message.
The video was a compilation of the man’s drinking and sexual acts with multiple people, and it was the video evidence that I had uncovered the man’s wrongdoings
And the video reminded me of something. This man’s name is ……
“Kyoda…?”
It was Kyoda who cuckolded Nina from me. Why him? I thought about the reason why Yamanashi sent this to me
Why did she send this? What kind of message is it? Could she be implicitly asking for my help? As I was exploring the various possibilities, my phone rang three times. This time it was a call. I slid the screen down and put the phone to my ear.
“Hello?”
“Sendo-kun? Did you see what I sent you?”
I was expecting to hear some kind of abusive language from her, but it was nothing at all. It was a complete letdown.
I asked cautiously.
“…that was Kyoda, wasn’t it? Both the voice message and the video. What is going on? What are you doing right now? It’s all over the news.”
“First of all, I want to apologize. I’m sorry. I apologize for hurting your feelings that day.”
An honest apology came from Yamanashi. That pride-filled girl. It’s an emergency. It was such an unusual situation that I had to search for a deeper meaning.
“The voice message I sent was my apology. The video I collected and made. It’s going viral on the Internet right now.”
“Why did you do that?”
“I couldn’t forgive him.”
I lost my voice in surprise at Yamanashi’s powerful, yet sad voice.
At the same time, I doubted. Was it really Yamanashi I was talking to? Is this really Yamanashi? Could it be someone else who just looks like her? A doppelganger?
“I couldn’t say it honestly until now, but I liked you, Sendo-kun,”
“Ha…? What are you saying?”
“Really?…you were the only one who talked to me when I was isolated, and you became someone I could talk to when I wasn’t honest. That alone made me happy.”
I couldn’t catch up with the sudden words. Like? Yamanashi? About me? What the hell is going on? Is it going to rain spears tomorrow?
“…But, Sendou-kun had a girlfriend. I liked you, I loved you, and I thought only of you even at work, but my feelings didn’t reach you. I could have given up if things had ended like this. …And yet, that man took your girlfriend away from you. That woman switched places with him… and made Sendou-kun sad…!”
Her voice trembling with anger conveyed Yamanashi’s feelings to me. I could feel her emotions even over the phone, and I knew she was serious about it.
“So, I’ve ended it. It’s okay now.”
“W-Wait a minute! Please let me calm down for a moment! Yamanashi likes me, and…”
“Fufu Don’t worry. I’ll love you no matter what. If push comes to shove, I’ll even stop being a model.”
“Wait, wait! I don’t think we’re on the same page!”
“I love you. I love you so much, I can’t help it.”
Even though it was over the phone, a sense of urgency came over me. This is not good. I desperately try to understand the situation, thinking that I first need to understand what’s going on.
The current Yamanashi is not the usual Yamanashi. No, the usual Yamanashi was not really her. My thoughts were clouded by the insanity I could sense in her.
Suddenly, I heard the sound of sirens, perhaps an ambulance or a police car. The sound could be heard over the phone.
“Where are you right now, Yamanashi?”
“I’ll see you soon.”
The doorbell rang, signaling the end of the call.
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