Reading the diary, hearing the voice and seeing the text appear together, and then watching her so-called "reading points" increase by one—
For Kushida Kikyo, this had long since become part of her daily routine.
The voice never answered her questions.
The text never explained anything.
No one could tell her what those "reading points" were actually for.
So she never cared.
To her, that voice was nothing more than a reminder:
You're done reading. Today is over.
She would put away her emotions.
Adjust her expression.
Pull out that gentle smile everyone loved in front of the mirror.
Then she would go back to facing tomorrow's fake, superficial relationships.
That was all the voice represented.
At least, that was what Kushida had always believed.
Until today.
"Detected pending message upload…"
A message?
Whose message?
Where?
To whom?
Several questions flashed through her frozen mind.
And then—
Her breathing stopped.
Her heartbeat exploded, pounding violently in her ears, drowning out every other sound.
"—STOP!!!"
The calm she had just barely regained shattered.
Her forced smile twisted into something ugly as she screamed, trying to stop the system through sheer desperation.
Memories flooded back.
The anonymous online message board from her past.
The exposed posts.
The ruined life.
Her heart was being ripped open again, displayed to the world in the form of "messages."
And once more—
Everything would be destroyed.
"I said STOP!!!"
"Didn't you hear me?! Stop it! Shut up! Don't upload! Don't move! I didn't leave any message!!!"
She was shouting at herself.
And also at nothing.
Because no matter how she thought about it, there was only one possible "message."
—
The hateful words she had written in the diary.
The curses.
The insults.
All her naked malice.
Written clearly on pages she had once believed were absolutely safe.
"Don't joke with me… Don't joke with me!!!"
Her vision blurred.
She lost control, her voice cracking into shrill screams, like shattered glass tearing her throat apart.
"STOP IT—!!!"
She lunged forward, slamming both hands onto the diary pages, trying desperately to block the upload.
Her slender fingers clawed at the paper.
Bloodshot eyes stared wildly.
She pulled.
Tore.
Scratched.
Trying to rip the diary apart.
Trying to destroy the pages.
But no matter how hard she tried—
The diary didn't even bend.
Time passed.
Her strength drained.
Her resistance failed.
And finally, like a death sentence—
The cold voice spoke again.
"Message uploaded. Thank you for your feedback."
It was over.
No reversal.
No mercy.
Everything was already sent.
Her body stiffened.
Past scenes replayed in her mind.
Accusations.
Condemnation.
Betrayal.
All the trust she had built collapsing into suspicion.
Her face drained of color, like someone suffering from PTSD.
"Clatter—"
The diary slipped from her hands.
Her body slid weakly from the chair onto the floor.
It was over.
Everything was over.
No more collecting debts.
No more class points.
No more future.
Her peaceful three years—
Ended on the last day of her first month.
…Why?
She stared blankly at the white ceiling.
Her heart was empty.
She had tried so hard.
She smiled at everyone.
At Shinohara.
At Ike.
Even at trash like Yamauchi.
So why?
Why did this happen to her?
She endured their filth.
Their negativity.
Their emotions.
She only vented in a diary.
Was even that forbidden?
"I… just wanted… to be trusted…"
Her whisper dissolved into tears.
Meanwhile…
"You have received a new message."
Asakusa Toru tapped his desk impatiently.
He was waiting for the evaluation result—
But instead, he got this.
"A message?"
Who sent this?
Since when did this thing even have messages?
Wasn't this supposed to be one-way harassment?
Why was there a message board now?
"Where is it?"
He raised an eyebrow and opened the diary again.
The pages flipped on their own and stopped.
[Die die die die die…]
[Stupid Yamauchi Haruki, stupid Ike Kanji, stupid Horikita Suzune, stupid Chabashira Sae, stupid Kouenji Rokusuke…]
[Stupid diary]
Asakusa: "...?"
Bro.
Who wrote this?
Two-faced much?
This is way too easy to identify.
I wanted to play hide-and-seek, okay?
Why do you keep self-destructing?
"Do you wish to make this message public?"
The voice sounded again.
"No."
He answered instantly.
If this got exposed, how was he supposed to farm rewards?
Obviously no.
If anything, he'd rather expose it himself later.
Or just copy it and threaten Kushida offline.
'You wouldn't want people to know the real you, right?'
With blackmail in hand—
Anything is possible.
But still…
Why did she suddenly self-destruct?
Wasn't she afraid he'd publish it?
A test?
No way, they barely interacted.
A breakdown?
Didn't she have ways to vent?
An accident?
…Probably not.
Weird.
But whatever.
Now he knew how to write his next diary entry.
Perfect opening material.
That was for later.
Right now, he wanted his reward.
With an A index, anything below S would be criminal.
"You have received a new message."
"…Which idiot now?"
[?]
Just a question mark.
But he knew instantly who sent it.
Sakayanagi Arisu.
Oh right.
He forgot to mock the princess for misidentifying him.
Wait…
She still thinks I'm Wang Meiyu, doesn't she?
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