How He Became a Rotten Boy

Now, back to the story of tragedy

DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of Kagerou Project's characters. This fanfic is based from Kagerou Project story by Jin/Shizen no Teki-P


"Nee, nee, Shintaro!"

"What again?"

"Do you want to go home with me?" she smiled.

"Okay, okay." I put my books into my bag. "Wait me at the locker!"

"Okay!" she ran with such a bright smile.

"So," I said as we walked to the bridge, "What do you want? Study with me?"

"Ehehe… You got me~" she scratched her hair.

"Y'know, it's easy to read your mind."

"No, no, I'm kidding. Actually, I want to ask you about…" Her face turned red. "What… Do you think… About me?"

"Haa?" I confused. "Are you kidding me?"

"No, no! I… I just want to know…"

"Huh, what do you want me to say?"

"Li, like 'I like you!' or something like that?"

I stopped walking.

"Shintaro?"

"Y'know what? It's better if you stop thinking about that. I just your friend, nothing else."

"But, Shintaro…"

"Why don't you go first? Don't mind me."

"No, I don't want to." Suddenly she grabbed my hand.

"How annoying!" I walked, leaved her alone, without looking back for just once.

On the next day, she died.

If only I didn't leave her…

"Master? Master!"

I opened my eyes. "Huh. You again,Ene."

"You look pale. Are you okay?"

"Don't mind me. You will never understand." I turned my body.

"Y'know, you look so sad, but it's just an act, right?"

"Shut up."

"Master, it's better if you go out! It's been two years since you locked yourself in your room."

I didn't answer.

"You can get friends if you get out!"

"Stop it!" I grabbed her neck.

She choked. "Why? Why you do this? I don't understand…"

"I hate toys that only can talking like you." I said coldly.

"But…"

"I'd rather be all alone." I tightened my grab.

She scattered. Died.

She's the second people that I killed.

I screamed, then crying. "Why?!" I shouted. "Please free me somehow!"

Broken computer in front of me looked like mocking me.

That's it. I'm done with my life.

I took a sharp scissor from the desk, then I stabbed my neck.

Warm blood dripping everywhere. I started to lost consciousness, but, I thought I hear her voice.

"Shintaro…"

Ayano... I thought. Oh, that's right. It's better if I die… Right?

And somehow…

I could meet Ayano again.