Chapter 7

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Each point of view

My hands were trembling as I read Yui’s diary.

There were still some of Yui’s diaries left, but this one was all I could read. If I read any more, I would lose my head.

To be honest, I was confused. Yui’s diary sounded like an excuse for me to decide never to trust my childhood friend again.

If Yui and Takatsuki were going to meet alone for such a reason, she would have told me beforehand. The Yui I know would never have met alone with a man.

And it seemed to me that the two of them were getting along well with each other as they left the hotel.

The next day, I actually went to high school with Yui. Yui was quite normal, and until Takatsuki told me about her and Yui, I was thinking that maybe the scene was a dream.

While thinking this, there was also a part of me that wanted to trust Yui.

If Yui’s diary was true, it would mean that Yui was also Takatsuki’s victim. I couldn’t help but be puzzled by these two possibilities.

I wanted to know if Yui was still alive, so I immediately started asking questions on social networking sites of people I used to know.

I asked them for their names, when they committed suicide, and any other information they might have.

I added that I would send him a 3,000 yen gift certificate if he responded. It was as I thought. Two months after I jumped from the school building, Yui jumped from the same building at the same time I did.

Some of them told me that they had a picture of me in their hands. They all recognized that it was the suicide of a childhood friend who had followed me.

Takatsuki’s name was not mentioned.

I couldn’t think about anything for a while. And I regretted that I shouldn’t have looked into my past so strangely.

What happened in my previous life was becoming a thing of the past in my mind. But when I learned about Takatsuki’s present life, read Yui’s diary, and then learned about Yui’s suicide, I almost lost my mind.

Whatever had happened that day, there was no doubt that I had driven Yui to suicide.

At the very least, I want to take revenge on Takatsuki, the person who triggered all this. I couldn’t forgive Takatsuki for leading a glamorous life.

But after all, I am a helpless high school student. What in the world can I do? I shouldn’t chase after the past any longer.

With that in mind, I erased my secret diary from my browser. I must never look at this diary again.

Thus, the secret diary of the two high school students who committed suicide sixteen years ago was put to sleep again.

I was unaware of it at the time. In today’s gossip-hungry, Internet-obsessed Japanese society, this diary is a more powerful weapon than any other that can drive a man like Takatsuki to his doom.

And I was not the only one who knew of the diary’s existence.