" 𝖧𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝗆𝖺𝖽𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝖨𝖼𝖾. " Tomioka Giyuu Angst

Chapter 022﹕'My Problem?'

Chapter 021 Recaptured scenes﹕

Giyuu begins to wake up, his mind hazy as he ponders about his life. Until Kochou had shown up in his room.

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Kochou wasn't loud, nor abrupt... it was just, company. Though almost the kind you'd find sitting in silence was enough social interaction with them...

Kochou glanced at me. She was holding a book and a piece of paper... I knew what she wanted from me. She wanted answers ... answers I couldn't provide.

"Tomioka-san... based on your earlier responses. I am obligated to question you once more..." She had said, I didn't nod. But considerably, I didn't give any response.

"Is suicide the best way out? Or do I have more of my life to live, is that vision clouded by my overwhelming grief for Sabito and Tsutako?" I thought to myself, those inescapable thoughts plaguing my mind with every word that spilled out of my mouth.

I could only utter a sigh as Kochou handed me the paper and something to write with. I stared blankly at the paper, then back at Kochou with slight discomfort. Though as I stared at her, she didn't seem to move nor give me privacy to answer such personal questions.

"Kochou. Could you please..." I murmured, hoping I wouldn't have to come right out and explain I didn't want her in the room. But it seemed like she got the message... That made me feel slightly more at ease as she walked out of the room, waiting against the wall to be called back in.

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Once I finished answering, I made sure to go over my answers. I knew that it was for my health, and most of all... I knew I needed to learn how to recover. And so did Kochou. After looking over the answers I weakly called for Kochou, resulting in her opening the door.

She held her hand out for the paper, I reluctantly gave it to her, watching intently as she reviewed the answers. I tried to gauge her reaction... But she didn't seem to budge at all when looking over it.

She only let out a slightly exasperated sigh while placing the paper onto the bed next to me. It was unoccupied so I assume she didn't care much for it.

"Well, Tomioka. Based on the results, you will be staying here for the next few weeks and possibly longer to help you recover physically and mentally so you can be up and ready when you do get back." She instructed, grabbing the bowl of food Aoi had made prior to the check.

"..." I remained quiet for a moment, giving myself a second to process the information.. it sank in. The reality of such a situation. I didn't sigh, nor did I huff grumpily like I wanted to. I just nodded. I felt obliged to keep it simple, to make sure Kochou knew I would cooperate, because if anyone understands how annoying I can be. It'd be me of course. Or well I'd like to believe so.

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[ Day 1; Mental preparation ]

I was sitting down on the edge of the bed provided by the butterfly mansion... I was kind of glad I finally got to leave the room, I think... All that time cooped up in the room made me acustom to the stuffy air that always smelt like disinfectant spray.

I stretched my legs out before standing up. My stance was slightly wonky considering I had barely been out of bed the past week or so. Kochou then entered the room around the exact time she had said she'd be arriving to help me start preparing for the physical strain on my healing body and the mental distress it might put on me.

Despite Kochou's preparation, my mind couldn't help but wander back to the previous days. I felt lighter having shared all of that... My thoughts I mean. Even if I only shared them to myself, I suppose coming to terms with my problem was helping. Helping me slowly shuffle past the mishaps of the past.

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Author's Note[ I genuinely forgot about this book I'm so sorry.... I might cut this book off tbh... Because I dk how I was gonna end it before .⁠·⁠'⁠¯⁠'⁠(⁠>⁠▂⁠<⁠)⁠'⁠¯⁠'⁠·⁠.