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Chapter 2 – The day I become evil

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Translator: Nefarian

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Since then three days have gone past.

At first I thought it was strange, because she told me I had the “ability to summon a room”. However, once I started using it, I realized how incredibly useful it is as an ability.

When it comes to “transporting things and objects” this power can really showcase its staggering ability.

For example, I can throw all my textbooks into the room and go to school, then at school I can simply summon the room and it becomes possible for me to go to school with nothing in my hands.

The door is truly invisible to anyone but myself.

Therefore, as long as nobody sees when I place an object inside of the room, there are no issues.

Up until now if I wanted to sleep during the lunch break it was difficult to just sleep in the classroom so I would have to sneak into the toilet. But now because I have this room, I can leisurely take a nap whenever I want to.

If I were to think about the ways to use it more effectively, let’s see…

Consider this… If I were to travel with my friends and everyone hops inside of my room and then I open the door at the intended destination, we can save all the travel costs and limit it to a one person travelling fee.

The main issue is that I have no friends who are willing to travel together with me.

(In the future it may be a good idea for me to become a travelling agent. There is no doubt I will have a huge success, with a power like this…)

During lunchtime one day…

When I was thinking about all these things and as I was standing up from my seat–

「Oi!」

The school bullies turned up in front of my desk and I was surrounded before I knew it.

「Wh-What is it?」

「Kijima! Don’t you understand your own position?」

The male who spoke up and placed his face right in front of mine is Kasuya-kun.

He was the ace of the soccer club and a good looking guy.

From the rumors he is also crazy strong at fighting and even the delinquents from other schools respect and acknowledge his strength.

Moreover he is good at socializing and is seen as a leader amongst his peers, he is a popular person.

No matter how I think about it there is nothing in common between us and whilst I did become his classmate starting from last year, I haven’t even talked to him before this.

「I- I’m sorry!」

I don’t really know what’s going on but I will start by apologizing.

After all, I’m scared of him.

Thereupon, a dark skinned dim witted looking girl came up from behind Kasuya-kun— Her name is Fujihara-san — and she spoke to me in a ridiculing tone of voice.

「Ahaha, have a listen to this~ You, is it true that you confessed to Masaki?」

「Eh, Ehh!? W-W-Why? Why would you say something like that?!」

「Ahaha! You are way too flustered, it’s so obvious.」

With a demented expression on her face Fujiwara-san lets out a laugh. Kurosawa-san who was besides her grabbed something out of her pocket.

Kurosawa-san is Kasuya’s girlfriend.

She was apparently working as an amateur model for a teen magazine, she had a slender figure and was a beautifully well-proportioned girl, her face was also surprisingly small.

She had glossy long black hair that dropped all the way to her back and she had almond shaped eyes. She fits the description of a cool beauty perfectly.

This probably goes without saying but, I haven’t had the chance to talk to her either.

「You remember seeing this before, don’t you?」

She thrusts an envelope in front of me.

It was a light blue envelope that I recognize.

「You may be mistaking something, however… You really need to learn your place, or else. Having a confession letter from someone like you will only make Masaki feel disgusted and scared.」

She held the envelope in her hands.

This was the love letter I handed to a certain girl several days ago.

Her name was Haneda Masaki.

She had a gentle and moon shaped super cute face, she is also one of the few girls that behaved kindly to even someone like myself.

When we were both tasked on the book’s committee duty, she was even able to laugh at my stupid joke. She is truly a good girl.

(Now that you mention it, Masaki-chan has been a childhood friend of Kurosawa-san since their elementary school days…..)

If I look closely I can also see Masaki-chan’s figure behind Kurosawa-san.

She was looking at me with apologetic eyes, but when she met my eyes, she acted like she was scared of me and hid behind Kurosawa-san.

「Kijima-chan, this is seriously too funny. “I will make you happy so…” I can’t believe you said something so corny.」

When Tatsuoka-kun chimes in to make this statement, everyone starts to laugh at me simultaneously.

「D-Don’t tell me. You R-Read it?」

「Hm? Yeah, everyone did. It was the best~. Kijima-chan you really have a good sense of humor.」

Tatsuoka-kun was holding on to his stomach whilst laughing frantically, seeing this Kurosawa-san fixed her hair and glared at him.

「What do you mean by a good sense of humor. Isn’t this all just ridiculous? Anyways! You disgusting boy over there! Don’t you ever dare approach Masaki anymore, don’t talk to her, don’t even breathe in front of her! Do you understand?!」

No “Don’t even breathe in front of her” that is a little bit over the top isn’t it?

But of course, I wouldn’t dare to talk back to her at this point.

I don’t have the courage to do so.

「I- I, I understand! S-So please return that to me!」

I desperately held my arms out to the love letter that Kurosawa-san was holding.

「Tsk! Don’t touch me! It’s disgusting!」

Kurosawa-san raises a piercing scream in retaliation.

In that moment I could feel a violent impact run through my cheeks. So much force that it blew me off my chair.

「You scum, what are you doing extending your dirty hands towards Misuzu, I’ll beat you to death you know!」

Kazuya-kun hit me just then.

「Eh, N-no…. That’s not it, I just wanted my letter.」

「Shut up! Don’t you dare talk back!」

I was still collapsed on the floor and when Kasuya-kun kicked me, the others thought that it was interesting and started to trample me as well.

「I-It hurts! Please stop it! Stop!」

I wrapped my arms around my head to protect myself and screamed.

「Uwah, What is with this kid, he’s so weak!」

「At least try and resist for a little bit, otherwise it won’t be interesting at all you know?」

One of the antagonistic voices from above me seemed to have said this whilst enjoying himself.

Although it also frustrates me that I can’t stand my ground, it hurts and I’m too scared.

After enduring quietly for a while longer, Kasuya-kun squats down in front of me and looks right at me.

「Hey tell me, do you want this pain to stop?」

「Y-Y,Yes.」

「Then, you need to show me some sincerity. Let me think, how about you kneel towards me on the ground.」

「….Eh?」

「Kneel to me, prostrate yourself! Apologize for being a disgusting bug that has caused trouble and I can let you off.」

What the hell did I do to deserve this?

Why do I have to apologize for something like this?

When I was looking around the room to see if anybody would help me, all I could see were the gloating faces of my classmates that were enjoying the show.

My body started shaking because of how scared and angry I felt. However I started to raise my body and get into the kneeling position with my knees on the floor.

Everyone’s glances around me were filled with expectation.

Kurosawa-san only glanced towards me coldly.

Feeling her gaze on me I slowly put both my hands on the floor and bowed low.

「For a disgusting b-bug like m-myself…. to exist and cause trouble…. I’m so sorry…. About that… please… forgive me.」

In that instant.

「Wow that’s so lame! Kijima-chan, you are so god damn lame! Gyahahahahha!」

When Tatsuoka-kun started his antics again and began bursting into laughter, everyone else also started to giggle and laugh and their voices began to echo.

I felt miserable and pathetic as my eyes began to become moist. I also bit my lips really hard.

And in the moment that I tried to look up–

「If you have learned your lesson, then don’t ever approached Masaki ever again!」

「Uuu, uu……….」

Kurosawa-san kicks my head and grinds her feet on my head.

—- On that day, I left my classroom early.

Continuing to bite my lips, I briskly walked towards my own home.

Right at this point, I bet my classmates are still all talking about me and laughing.

Miserable guy, good-for-nothing, disgusting.

I started to imagine them saying all kinds of vile things towards me whilst they were smiling.

A grotesque feeling started to grow deep within my chest.

A black coal tar sordid feeling.

Fine. If they want to laugh then they can laugh.

Up until now, all I could have done is to bear this silently.

However, now I have this power.

「…..I will make them all regret it.」

I suddenly remember what that demon girl told me.

“Who decides whether good is right and evil is wrong?”

The things I am about to do from here on out are without a doubt considered bad things.

But for some reason, I can only think that it is the “right” thing to do.

The next day, I summoned my room in the front corridor of the classroom and I watched the corridor through the crevice of my door.

Naturally, no one else could notice the existence of the door.

And…

「…. Kurosawa Misuzu, I am going to start with you first.」

The moment she comes to school and is about to pass my door, I am going to open my door and use my full strength to pull her within.

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