âYou donât need to bother with me anymore, Sui.â
When I first met Hiwa Arina, I regretted the fact that I got myself into an annoying situation. I would complain to my sister, and, since I didnât know what to do, I was confused. Although the days were filled with one-sided abuse, her occasional smile would make me think that it wasnât so bad. The corners of my mouth would tug upwards every day.
I enjoyed talking with Arina. And I laughed at how I was being pushed around. That feeling was real. And thatâs why her words pierced so deep.
âI canât bother Sui any more than I already have. Youâve been taking care of us all this time, havenât you?â
âIâve done my best.â
âItâs okay now. Iâll take care of everything.â
ââŚWhat kind of ending are you looking for?â
âThe opposite of Sui and Akakusa-sensei.â
âHuh? Which is?â
âIâll completely disappear.â
Arina stated a terrible thing quite plainly. In a certain sense, it was like death. Itâs synonymous with death. The problem was that they both wanted to disappear. It was something that could be seen as the opposite of suicide. And if thatâs what theyâre planning to do, Iâll do everything I can to stop it.
Life is a precious thing. Unfortunately, its value can differ based on murder and status, but it was still a very precious metaphysical concept that should be cherished and not allowed to be thrown away.
I went around the school with Arina without talking.
Every now and then, she would tell me, âLetâs go over hereâ, and I would go along with her, but I felt like I was in a daze. It was as if I was wandering around in a fog, my mind nowhere to be found. I was terrified of the possibility that I wouldnât be able to be with Arina. I was aware that her presence in my mind was growing every day, but when I finally opened that box, I found that it was more than I imagined. Then, suddenly, I was struck in the back. I violently coughed as the shock hit me with so much force that my heart came out through my skin and muscles.
âSorry, there was a tarantula on your back.â
The violent person was Hiwa Arina. Iâve only known one person who would do something like that.
âLooks like youâre awake.â
âIndeed. I was surprised when my memory suddenly went blank. One minute, I was on that stage and could see your face, and the next, you and I were walking together in the hallway. So I hit you with enough power to crush your spine.â
âSwitch.â
âWhat?â
âSwitch your personality.â
âIf that were that easy, all conflict on Earth would have been extinguished by now.â
âAre you a god or something?â
She seemed to have returned to the original poisonous rose personality. Woah, why does it feel like home? I was filled with a strange sense of relief. How ironic.
âSo, what did we talk about?â
âA bunch of thingsâŚâ
âNext time your words are muddy theyâll sink in the Indian Ocean.â
ââŚA bit about you two, your relationship, and your past. Also the notebook.â
As her personality changed, her voice tone, expressions, and behavior all became different. I think I was looking at her as if I were looking at something slightly strange amid a stunning transformation. It must have been reflected in Arina.
I donât know if she noticed or not, but Arinaâs eyes darted around and she had a dumbfounded look on her face. Her mouth curled into a pout and her gaze was infinitely distant.
âW-Whatâs wrong?â
She immediately swapped to a crisp expression. What the hell, some kind of 3D character texture? Arina hurriedly took her notebook out and scribbled something in it. As soon as she finished writing, she put it away. Only God knows where she keeps that thing.
âIf you read it again, youâll go to prison for 800 years.â
âAm I a foreign prisoner?â
âCome on, what are you doing, idiot.â
âI canât help it.â
âYouâre noisy, Iâll kill you. You have no idea what it tastes like to roll an eyeball around on your tongue.â
âYouâd be great friends with Hannibal Lecter.â[1]
âShut up, degenerate.â
âIâm a gentleman.â
Arina turned away and started sulking. Sheâs becoming a tsundere. With more training, Iâm convinced sheâll surpass Unit-02âs pilot.[2]
However, did Arina have a dere side? To be honest, Iâm not sure if Arina has all of the elements of a tsundere. The first time she tried to enter while I was changing, she blushed. The next time, I accidentally walked in on Arina changing, and she looked at me with eyes as cold as absolute zero.
Now then, is Arina dere?
âYes. She is dere.
What Iâve learned from my time with her is that Arina is quite 「HENTAI」. She has a strong sense of HENTAI, which is becoming a universal language.[3]
âArina. Do you know what a tsundere is?â
âI know.â
âYouâre a tsundere.â
âHuh? Donât change the subject. Okay? If you look at the notes, Iâll boil you for real.â
âWhat should I call you? Come on, tell me.â
âIâll burn your gums.â
âSo cute! Youâre so cute! Arina-chaââ
My brain shook violently.
My vision was momentarily cut off. The view turned white, and darkness slowly covered the world. All that remained was the sensation that the brain of Sakaki Sui was shaking violently and heavily.
The world shook much more than an earthquake, and before I had time to be surprised, I collapsed. I saw Arinaâs face, her cheeks tinted slightly pink, as time passed on. If you can make that kind of face, you should keep doing it. What a waste.
Arina hit me and gave me a concussion, and I fainted for real. It wasnât a joke this time. The world really went dark.
I slowly opened my eyes. As I became more aware, the pain in the back of my head became sharper and clearer.
There was a ceiling I didnât know.
No, I knew it. It was the ceiling of the Rose Garden.
Lying on my said, I turned my head to the right to see Arina resting her cheek on the long desk, watching me with fixed eyes. And I was lying on the desk. It was like my body was being used in a ritual. I wonder if the pillow was a show of mercy.
âCannibal, are you going to eat me?â
That was the first thing I said.
âYou look fine. Good then.â
âI really thought I was dead.â
âI was a little worried.â
âYour tone is like a machineâs.â
I got off the long desk and sat down in the chair for now. Arina was still wearing her dress. It was too glamourous, I wish sheâd go back to her uniform. I get nervous every time I look at her and I canât find a spot to look.
Itâs been a while since Iâve been to the Rose Garden. I thought it wouldâve been dusty since Iâve been attending the student council meetings for the past few weeks, but it was surprisingly clean.
âHave you been here recently, by any chance?â
âIâve been here almost every day.â
âSeriously?â
âThis is my space.â
Did she come here for lunch? She seems to really like it here.
âIt doesnât seem like you have any friends.â
âShut up. I just like it here.â
âIf youâre lonely, go to Tsuru. Sheâll be happy to see you.â
âIâm a wolf.â
âYouâre more like a rose.â
âAhhh, shut up. Itâs about time for a break, so Iâll let you go.â
âBe my guest.â
I decided to sleep here since I was tired of walking. However, Arina spoke to me, âHold on.â
âLet me sleep.â
âNo way. Get out of here.â
âOh, come on. I donât care how much you like it here, you canât kick me out. Thereâs nowhere else to sleep comfortably.â
âI want to change my clothes, though?â
She held a mechanical pencil in her hand. I ran away quickly. My sixth sense sent a danger signal to my entire body.
If I didnât run away, I would be killed.
I was made aware of how difficult the natural world is.
Notes:
[1]Â Cannibal serial killer dude
[2]Â Reference to a certain long red-haired twintailed pilot from Evangelion
[3]Â Both instances of hentai are in romaji. Also, no, itâs not talking about porn. In Japanese, the word hentai means pervert