Episode 22: Breakfast
“Um~...... my head
hurts.”
Hosoya-san, who was
sitting across the table from me, muttered while holding her head.
Hosoya-san had fallen
asleep drunk last night and stayed at my house without bothering in the
slightest to wake up.
“Please eat your
breakfast quick. We will be late for work.”
I took a bite of my
toast, not caring about Hosoya-san.
If I'm late, I don't
know what the managing director will say.
“Breakfast is just
bread and milk? Don't you have a salad or a smoothie or something?”
“You should be grateful
that I prepared it for you. It's alright, you don't have to force yourself to
eat it if you don't want to.”
“I'm hungover and
cold....... Aah~, I liked the gentle Onizuka-kun before than the current
Onizuka-kun.”
“That's mutual. I liked
Hosoya-san better when she was still wearing a cat before she tried to kill me.”
(TN: ‘wear a cat’ is a
Japanese slang where it means to pretend as if he/she were meek and mild.)
At that time, I was in
love with her.
“Hey, can I borrow your
hair dryer later?”
Hosoya-san sipped a
glass of milk while brushing up her morning hair.
“Yeah that’s fine... ah
yes, I wanted to ask you yesterday, what other spells can you use, Hosoya-san?”
Now that we've made an
alliance, I want to know what my companion is capable of.
Then Hosoya-san looked
at me with a face like a peashooter.
“What do you mean,
'other'?”
“I mean spells other
than the one for detecting murderers. If you're level six, you probably know a
few of them.”
I'm level four and I've
mastered three spells.
“I only have that one.”
“Oh, just one?”
“Is it different from
Onitsuka-kun?”
“Ah..Well, I have a
few.”
“Eh,what? That's not
fair!”
I thought a level 6
would know at least one or two useful spells, but I didn't expect for her to
have only a spell to detect a murderer.
So that's the only
advantage of joining forces with her.
Hosoya-san dipped a
toast into the milk and while eating it she looked exhausted.
“Hosoya-san, how have
you been able to live all this time? How have you killed so many people?”
“That's easy. I used
the same poison that I put in the chocolate I gave to Onizuka-kun, and mixed it
into homemade cookies. I pretended to be fond of them, and everyone ate them
without question.”
She speaks proudly.
From the sounds of it,
all the people she killed were probably men.
“How did you choose
your targets?”
“Randomly on a dating
app.”
“What do you mean by
random? ...... You killed innocent people?”
“I had no choice. It
was like a do or die situation.”
Hosoya-san said the
same thing I was thinking.
“Then how did you get
the poison?”
I wondered if it was
possible for an ordinary office worker to obtain poison so easily.
The next moment, an
unexpected name came out of Hosoya-san's mouth.
“A child named Akira
gave it to me.”
!?
“Eh!? You mean Akira
Ishigami?”
“That’s right. Have you
also met Akira-chan by any chance, Onizuka-kun?”
“Yes”
This child is like a
sort of benefactor who taught me about murderers.
“The day after I killed
my first person, Akira-chan came to me and taught me many things. I'm still
alive today because of Akira.”
Hosoya-san speaks with
a distant look in her eyes.
Akira, you've been
doing similar things to other murderers besides me.
I still don't understand
what she's thinking.
“Do you have Akira-chan's
cell phone number? I wanted to thank her, but I forgot to ask her. So ......”
The hangover tension
from earlier had been replaced by Hosoya-san's lively voice, as if she were a
fish that had just gotten into water.
I was surprised to hear
Akira's name mentioned, but as far as I can tell, she doesn't seem to know more
about Akira than I do.
If that's the case,
there's nothing more to ask.
“I will get back to
that but first, I think it's wrong to kill innocent people. Do you not feel guilty
about that?”
“I'm not sure what you
mean by that....... You can't help it if you don't do it you'll die!”
Perhaps it was because
I dismissed Akira's topic, or perhaps it was because I blamed her for killing
innocent people, but Hosoya-san raised her voice.
“So, hypothetically
speaking, if you knew who the bad guys are, what would you do?”
“......what do you
mean?”
☆ ☆ ☆
I revealed to
Hosoya-san that there was such a thing as a spell for detecting bad people and
that I had this spell in hand.
I didn't want to expose
all of my spells, so I explained without mentioning the recovery spell and the
antidote spell, and Hosoya-san listened intently to me from the very beginning.
“...... I see. Well,
with that spell, you can target and kill only the bad guys.”
“Yes. It would save a
lot of remorse and help purify society.”
“That's good. Then I'll
give you the information on the murderers, and you can give me the information
on the bad guys. If I'm going to kill someone, I'd feel better if it's a bad
guy.”
“Okay, I understand.
Then let's work together to make things right.”
I held out my right
hand in front of me.
In response, Hosoya-san
also held out her right hand.
I grabbed Hosoya-san's
hand, who was a size smaller than me, and held it tightly.
“Then—”
Ping pong~
Just as I was about to
say one of my witty lines, I heard the doorbell ring.
“Hmm? Who is it this early in the morning?”
“Ah, Hosoya-san.......”
Hosoya-san let go of my
hand, stood up quickly, approached the front door, and opened it without
hesitation as if it were her own house.
“Good mor--... eh..ehhh!?”
“What? Who are you?”
“Hey Hosoya-san, don't
answer the door without permission....... Ah, Misa-chan!”
When I pushed
Hosoya-san away, standing there was Misa in her school uniform, holding a pot
in both hands and blinking her big eyes.
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