So I'm a Spider, So What? Part 2

Blood 1

Blood 1 Negishi Akiko

I hate myself.

Well, isn't it so?

My appearance is ugly, and there's no merit that seems to be a merit too.

I'm poor at sports, and I can't study well too.

Although my family can't be said as poor, the economic condition that's a little lower than the average.

With this, I don't have a special characteristic that I can say that I like myself.

Especially, my appearance.

I hate this to death.

Pale skin.

Very thin body.

If I looked at the mirror, the face like a dead person who's cheeks sank and had vacant eyes that looked back at me.

If I open my mouth, the bad tooth of the uneven row of teeth.

Only the cuspid asserts itself excessively in that.

Because of the zombie-like appearance and the long cuspid, the nickname given to me is Vampire.

I was made fun since the elementary school by the boys, and I seriously came to consider people as nuisance in the junior high school.

Bullying began from trifling harassment.

The bad-mouthing intentionally to let me hear, and the backbiting that's whispered.

If it's one by one, it can be endured, but if those accumulate, it will corner a person.

In my case, it turned into anger.

Even though I'm like this, why are the people who have proper appearance like that?

I feel anger in the born difference, and feel anger and jealousy to the people who bullies using that as a shield.

That very dark feelings piled up in my heart.

That's why, it was inevitable that the incident happened.

Judging from the group who bullied me, there might be no intention of bullying at all.

However, they do it because it's interesting.

Only that light feeling.

The people themselves don't know how many people they hurt.

After all, they didn't understand what will happen when it returns to them until they knew it with their own body.

The start was probably caused by the usual trifling bullying.

A dust cloth was thrown at my face during the cleaning time. If I'm not wrong, it was such a thing.

The thing that the pool that accumulated in me bursts at the moment.

Rebuked as Vampire, I bit him as they requested.

I don't remember well the things after that.

The boy bitten by me went to the hospital, and he attended the school bandaged the next day.

It seemed that he would be dead by cutting the artery if one step was wrong.

Fortunately, there seemed to be nothing in the place where I bit, so it was not a serious wound.

I was called by the teacher individually.

In that case, the teacher's attitude was the attitude that doesn't even conceal the aversion like touching a swelling.