Classroom of the Elite - Revenge [Cote X OC]

Vol 3. Chapter 13: SS: Kurushima Kaoru - Confusion

[Kurushima Pov]

Friedrich Nietzsche, once famously remarked, that what does not kill us, makes us stronger. Suffering can make us more resilient, better able to endure hardships. In the end, he was kind of right.

After their deaths, I learned pretty much the truth my parents wanted to conceal from us, their children.

The dark side of the Japanese society.

For many, it might sound unbelievable, considering Japan's good reputation.

But even a country like Japan has its own shares of problems.

In particular, of us 'Throwaway Children', that were looked down upon.

Society did not care about orphans, as a matter of fact.

Rather, it was the complete opposite.

They provided minimal-existent support.

Once you became an orphan, you were on your own-in a literal sense.

You were regarded as a 'Throwaway Child', by society, for being an 'orphan'.

No matter what, it greatly influences one's life.

Acknowledgement?

It's non-existent.

For a family-oriented Country like Japan, you were an unusual exception, if you were an orphan.
In fact, many orphans have been taken advantage of, being used for human trafficking in broad daylight.

I, too, was a Throwaway Child, after that fateful day.

My family left me alone, and as a result, I deeply loathed my life.

Sometimes-I wish, I was in that car, too.

Dying-alongside with my family, it sounded strangely nice, truthfully.

At the very least, that's how I think.

For many, such a thought process about life would never be good.

You shouldn't think like that, they would say.

Your life has meaning, they would suggest.

You can still contribute to society, they say.

But as a matter of fact, many people have wished for my death since that fateful day.

I was a special case, unlike that of any other orphans.

I was an extremely wealthy one.

That was what differentiated me from them.

Kurushima Kaoru...

He had no family, no distant relatives; he had nothing, aside from wealth.

The moment I would die, the remaining wealth and assets of my parents will go to the Japanese Government.

For many, it might result in the following things:

Improvement of Healthcare.

Improvement of Schools.

Improvements for pensions.

Improvement of Public Transport.

For them, they simplified me as 'A Mean for Society'.

My family, my siblings-no one cared about that anymore.

Only I-did.

And if I miraculously did not take my 'life', everyone wanted to become suddenly friends with me.