Vol 1 Epilogue (1/2)

Bungaku Shoujo: Voluue

Epilogue – A New Story

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You can‟t die! – He said to me

I will help you think as well; I will help carry your burden with you! I can do at least that!

So please don‟t kill yourself in a rush!+

You can‟t die! – She said to me

She said it would be a shaen shi+kkaku‟ before I die

Dasai wrote many wonderful stories; you can‟t die until you read them all

These two people tightly held my hand, and desperately tried to convince me

I cried

I tearfully laughed

What‟s to be sad for, what‟s to laugh for, what‟s to be sorrow for, what‟s to be happy for- I

still don‟t understand the out I think at that

moment, my expression must have resembled a monkey in the zoo, or like a new born baby,

both look appallingly silly!

I let go of ave ertips

For ainst shi+-chan; thus I

always placed it in ht

But when I let it go froround, I suddenly felt relief

My heart becahter, and I felt I had been set free

Maybe that‟s the result of my indifference

It‟s possible that I am still unable to survive as a monster that doesn‟t have a heart!

Perhaps I should have died that day

But instead I reached out my own hand and held the hands of those two people

They were both red in their face They lectured me as they tried to pull me up

During that tiot to the top of the roof and helped me

back to the other side of the guard rail

Why did you do that? After I was saved, the teachers and my parents asked me in detail

What‟s going on? Were you bullied?

It‟s nothing I just thought that it would be fun to cliuard rail, and I

accidentally slipped

So terrifying, I thought I was going to die!

I answered while looking terrified Then I got stiffly scolded for playing around

The ruhout my school Thanks to that I

becaht

Soossiped about ht in my face;

some looked at me sympathetically

Of course, there are people who treated me kindly

Some people are indifferent and their attitudes toward ed

“Did you really atte you?”

Others asked me out of concern

Everyone had a different reaction

The existence of kind-hearted people means that there will be horrible people as well

Above all there are so

No matter whether it‟s school or society, this rule will probably hold

In these circuirl, and ansith

a laugh- “yeah, it failed I am a bit embarrassed”

It is hard for a e

Fro to the world

But I don‟t feel ashamed about it anymore

I broke up with Hiro-kun

„It‟s not because you are in everyone‟s spotlight that I a up with you…‟ He said

and moved his eyes away

I too think that we should put some distance between us

I said that with a much chillier voice than I usually use Surprised by that, Hiro-kun looked

at er, and answered in a low voice „I understand‟

I know that the Basketball Club er Hanamura-san secretly liked Hiro-kun

Because of this, in the past she talked lowly of me; I think Hanamura-san will try and

comfort him!

These days, the act of writing these events into the report is not as awful as it once was

Up to nohen I tried to write about my shallow and hideous real me, I often had to stop

and move my eyes away from the notebook

Those black words looked like some filthy hex, and they made me very afraid

But now, thethe pus that had been rotting

in my heart As I put more stuff into this, I become more cleansed, and my heart becomes

calmer and calmer I now feel as if I can see my faraway future

I aretful that I didn‟t die that day

But at the sarateful that yes, I am

still alive

It‟s true

In the future, if so up my chest,

and answering with laughter- „Yes, you are totally correct You have sharp eyes!‟

If I by chance I ain

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Another week has passed since we saved Takeda-san on the roof top

It was a day in June The reen plants, and classes had ended

Takeda-san brought her finished report and came to the Literature Club room

“Co for it”

Tooko-senpai had gone to the library, so I was receiving the report in her place

“Wah, this is a thick pile You put in a lot of effort”

“Ehehe, I wrote a lot You know, Konoha-senpai, in the storage basement you told me that

writing won’t change anything, right?”

Takeda-san looked at me happily

“That’s what I thought as well But ever since I wrote this report, I feel that writing is helpful It

definitely has an effect!”

“Yeah, probably”

The stories that Miu wrote- they all made me feel very warm and refreshed

When she bound her completed drafts into a booklet, Miu also had a happy look on her face

Those days were not all lies

So, just as Takeda-san said, perhaps writing does have the power to heal and to redeem

“Oh yeah, Konoha-senpai irl?”

“Ehhh, th-that’s-“

“On the roof you said you used to be a ender

identity disorder or is a transgender? Or were you a drag queen?”

“Uwaaaaaaah, that, that, that was-“

“Tooko-senpai also said that she ate the library’s books I am very curious, what’s that?”

“Th-Th-Th-Th-That was just the result of her being nervous and babbling without consideration

I aet them!”

My face became deep red, and I started to panic Takeda looked at ed

to an expression as if she understood A smile appeared on her face

It’s possible this is a real expression of Takeda-san that she never showed others before

“Ok, I understand Everyone has so that they don’t want others to know I

will keep these secrets inside my heart”

“Thank you”