Dumped by One, Chased by Another? My Ex's Sister Is a Gal and She's Coming for Me - Chapter 93

“What should I do..?”

After seeing Haruki and Kengorou on TV, I ran away from the villa.

There was a reason for it.

I wanted to hold Kengorou and Haruki accountable.

So, this wasn’t wrong.

Because it’s ridiculous.

I hadn’t done anything wrong.

Yet, I was the one who had to be scolded. That’s just not right.

But even after running away from my room to demand responsibility, problems kept arising.

“Where could those two be?”

I went to the apartment where Kengorou lived, but it was empty.

Well, Kengorou’s nameplate was still there, so he must still be living there.

But where on earth had he gone?

“Where could he be with Haruki?”

Today was Christmas Eve.

A day meant for couples to spend together.

Until last year, I’d always spent it with Kengorou.

I should have been one of these couples.

It’s unbelievable. How did things end up like this?

If this isn’t unfair, then what is?

“Could it be?”

I assumed that if Haruki and Kengorou were a couple, they’d be alone together.

But what if they weren’t?

They’re still minors.

I can’t imagine their parents would easily allow them to stay out overnight.

I struggled a lot during high school.

So, what if they were at the Ayase household, with their parents?

Spending time as a whole family?

And leaving me out all alone?

“If it’s come to this, I have no choice but to go all the way.”

My mind was completely blank—no thoughts about the future, nothing.

All I could think about was making them take responsibility.

Nothing else mattered.

“This can’t be happening.”

The bank account where I’d been putting money I earned from part-time jobs and money sent from my parents.

I was living off that money for now.

But what should I do next?

It’s understandable, I suppose.

After all, what they were really in love with was me—the doctor, the son of the hospital director.

I don’t blame them for that.

I’ve used that fact as one of my weapons.

More than anything, I myself couldn’t accept not being able to become a doctor.

Because that was only natural.

Or maybe, if you think about it normally, it wouldn’t be so.

After all, being a doctor is just one of many professions.

It might seem foolish to cling to it so desperately.

But to me—

It was everything.

My identity.

If I lost that, what am I supposed to do?

What can fill this hollow emptiness inside my chest?

“Fuyumi?”

It was a coincidence.

I just called out the name of the woman who happened to come into my line of sight.

She didn’t seem to notice me.

She seemed to be looking for something else, walking on without realizing.

“Listen.”

She’s a woman who’s no longer mine.

A woman who’s already left me.

It doesn’t matter what happens to her anymore—it’s none of my concern—

“No, wait.”

She’s the woman I took from Akishima, from that awful man.

She’s the one who triggered my downfall.

“Ah, that’s right.”

It’s all her fault.

If it weren’t for her, I wouldn’t have ended up socially dead.

My father wouldn’t have cut me off, and I might have avoided being expelled.

But she ruined everything.

A mere plaything used by me, she defied me with her own will, even driving me to be hospitalized.

“I can’t forgive her.”

I didn’t think about what I wanted to do to her.

I only thought about making her feel the pain I suffered.

With that in mind, I chased after Fuyumi, and ran.