Psycho logical Manuscript by NISIOISIN

Author:NISIOISIN [NISIOISIN]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

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Several minutes later— Kunagisa and I had, once again, returned to Professor Shadou Kyouichirou’s Primary Ward. In the fourth floor parlour where we held our audience with Professor Kyouichirou, Kunagisa and I sat side-by-side. We were alone. Professor Kyouichirou was apparently absorbed in an experiment on the third floor, so Shito had gone to report that Kunagisa and Utsurigi’s meeting had concluded.

As such, it was just the two of us.

Kunagisa and I.

Us two.

…but was that really the case?

Perhaps this room simply contained one and one, and the two of us were never truly together.

“…? Iichan?”

Finally, Kunagisa peered over at me. She looked up at me with big eyes.

“Hey, Iichan. You haven’t said a word in ages. Did something happen?”

“…Hm?” I raised my head. “Huh? I wasn’t talking? Strange. I swear I was passionately theorising about the aristocratic control and religious conflicts of mediaeval Europe.”

“You weren’t.”

“No, I’m pretty sure I was.”

“And I’m saying that you weren’t”

“And yet, I was!” I was forced to double down. “As a descendant of Napoleon, it’s my duty to give such matters the consideration they deserve. Besides, as one destined to reign over all of Europe, it’s essential that I have a firm grasp on its history.”

“Iichan, did Sacchan pick on you or something?”

I was ignored.

Kunagisa looked the slightest bit uneasy. She seemed worried about me as the words left her lips.

“He doesn’t usually do that to people he doesn’t care about. But I still can’t think of a single reason he’d insist on talking to you.”

“…No, he didn’t say anything in particular. Nothing at all, really. He only really asked about your condition and how you were feeling.” I came up with a normal sounding answer. “I guess he just wanted someone else's perspective on how you were doing. He didn’t say anything about me.”

“Hmm…”

Kunagisa didn’t look convinced, but she nodded anyway.

I threw myself back in my chair and gazed up at the ceiling. A fan spun above us, circulating the air throughout the room. I gazed at the meaningless fixation as if I could glimpse the invisible air current around me. I slowly let out a breath, trying to change the current if only a little.

Of course, that act was meaningless as well.

There was no meaning at all.

“…………”

I was once asked,

Are you in love with my sister?

Someone once asked me,

Do you like her?

In response to both of them, my immediate reply was ‘not especially, no’. Both times, on both occasions, that was my answer. It would likely be my answer the third and fourth time as well. And if I gave the same answer the fifth time, then the sixth was sure to be no different.

An immediate answer accompanied by a shake of the head.

However—

You actually hate Kunagisa Tomo, don’t you?

Far from having an immediate answer to Utsurigi’s question, in the end, I couldn’t answer it at all. I couldn’t answer.

“……why?”

That question, that simple question, how come I couldn’t muster the single sentence necessary to answer it?

There was no need to be truthful. There was no need to be honest.

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