The Pain of an Inferior: A Blistering Love Comedy That Begins After a Broken Heart - Chapter 42

Miyako died.

Sumireko said she was dead, but in fact, Miyako was still alive, albeit weakly, after the fall.

Miyako was rushed to the hospital, but even the advanced medical technology could not help her, and she was pronounced dead an hour later.

Haruka, who was holding the fallen girl, understood better than anyone that Miyako could not be saved.

That day, Haruka was mourning the death of his beloved childhood friend, despairing and crying all the time.

Even though they had only known each other for three months, Mika and Reika, who were especially close to Miyako, were also crying in the classroom without being afraid of being seen.

Shun, Akito, and Rui were silent with dark expressions, their usual brightness gone.

Even though they did not cry, their classmates were all grieving and mourning the loss of Miyako, a girl who had so much potential.

Soon after, the school was closed for the day, and the students went home.

Yunika and Ria call out to the despairing Haruka several times, but they can’t reach him.

Haruka returns home and cries all day long.

When Haruka told Yuzurika, who had returned from the virtual world, about what had happened that day, she cried as well.

“It’s my fault…”

Yuzurika muttered only one word when she heard Miyako’s death.

“What do you mean?”

“… I wanted her to… I just wanted her to realize… That’s all I wanted.”

Yuzurika said nothing more without answering Haruka’s question, and with a pale expression on her face, she went to her room.

Haruka sat on the sofa in the living room and spent his time in a daze.

Then, a message arrives unexpectedly. The sender’s name is Ise Ria.

[I miss you.]

Ria didn’t mean that she wants to spend sweet time as a lover, but she wants to support Haruka in his time of grief.

Haruka makes an appointment to meet Ria, took a shower, and left the house after lightly dressing himself.

They meet at a deserted park a little outside the city.

“Haruka…!”

Ria appeared at the park, dressed in a matured and calm outfit, perhaps considering Haruka’s emotional state.

Ria ran up to him and gives him a hug that she couldn’t give her at school, as she desperately conveys her body warmth to Haruka.

As if clinging to her, Haruka desperately hugged Ria back. He hugged her tightly, just a little too tightly.

“Ria…”

Feeling Ria’s warmth, Haruka gradually calmed down.

After releasing the embrace, they sit side by side on a nearby bench to regain their composure.

“……”

They try to say something, but no words come out. To cover it up, he shakes Ria’s hand next to his.

“I’m sorry I couldn’t answer your questions at school,” Haruka said.

“It’s because someone important to you died. You’re not to blame.”

She squeezes back Haruka’s hand tightly, as she told him.

Ria and Yunika talked to him several times, but he was unable to speak properly.

“I believe Miyako’s death notice has been sent, so I’m sure that her parents will come back from Eugeia soon.

Then, they can apply for resurrection.”

Only first-degree relatives can apply for resurrection.

So all Haruka can do is to pray until Miyako’s parents come back.

“Miyako is still at C rank… She was so popular, so talented, and had so much potential for the future… So… So, I’m sure the King will approve for her resurrection…”

He tells Ria, clinging to her, with a downcast look on his face. His voice was trembling.

If Miyako is granted resurrection, she will be able to return to this world with a backup of her memories implanted in a cloned body.

There are no clear criteria for resurrection. It all depends on whether the King approves. Everything depends on it.

It’s difficult for ordinary people to even apply for it because it costs an exorbitant amount of money, but Miyako’s parents who are wealthy enough should have no problem.

“Ria… I’m sorry.”

“Don’t apologize. I’m fine.”

It must’ve bothered Ria that Haruka was so disturbed by his first love from childhood.

But even though he tries to stay calm, his overwhelming sadness takes over.

“Why did she commit suicide…”

Haruka can’t understand it even if he tried so hard to think about it.

Miyako was a popular girl, and she was not likely to be bullied.

The only thing Haruka could think of is Shun’s womanizing, but it doesn’t make any sense to him.

Miyako is a rather outspoken person, so she would have at least discussed with Shun before she was driven to the point of suicide.

Haruka wonders if this is just speculation.

After all, he doesn’t know everything about Miyako.

Even though they have been childhood friends for many years and he pretended to know everything, he have not been able to find a surefire reason of her suicide.

What has Haruka seen of her so far?

Memories of Miyako flashed through his mind like a revolving lantern. The last thing that comes to his mind is the image of her falling down with a smile on her face.

“She was smiling…”

“What?”

“Miyako was probably smiling when she fell.”

“… Why?”

Ria stared at Haruka, tilting her head. Why did she felt like he was laughing, she was puzzled.

Haruka’s reflexes are better than average. However, it was impossible to see the expression on the face of a person falling with such speed.

It was just a moment, and Haruka wasn’t sure. He could be wrong.

“… I don’t know…I think she was smiling… I don’t know why.”

At that time, the gazes of Haruka and Miyako certainly met each other, though it was only for a moment.

Therefore, it left a strong impression on him.

“I don’t know… I don’t know anything anymore.”

Haruka sagged down and let his tears flow.

Ria stood by him and continued to comfort him.

?

“This child? The one who died even though she was undergoing Happiness Treatment?”

The girl asked, her voice a mixture of anticipation and excitement.

Her hair was vividly blonde. Her eyes are so dark that one would think they do not reflect light. Her face is symmetrical and well-defined, to the point that it seems distorted. The girl was wearing a pure white one-piece dress without a single stain or wrinkle.

“Oh, yes. She was treated as stage IV, but still she committed suicide.”

A girl with silver hair answered.

She had long silver hair tied back in a chignon and braids. She did not use any elastic, hairpins, or ribbons, yet her hair was kept in place as if it were natural.

Her slanted, golden eyes are cold and have a cold light in them. She had a beautiful, fake face that was inorganic and cold. She was dressed in gothic androlita clothes with black as the base color.

“Have you analyzed it?”

“Already done.”

She hands the data to the girl.

The girl looks up at the sky for a while and processes the data she received with a smile on her face.

She turns her eyes back to the silver girl and says,

“Is this child an angel?”

“No human has ever committed suicide after receiving the Happiness Treatment. She’s an angel, that’s for sure.”

“Ahaha, I see! Thank you for telling me, Eustia!”

The girl called Makina summoned the love machine.

As the particles gathered, a huge cage with wings appeared in midair. Inside the cage was the sleeping figure of Miyako, wearing simple plain clothes.

The bell on top of the cage rang loudly three times.

“The love machine has split into ten billion branches.”

With ten billion branches, the world was naturally forced to process an enormous amount of data.

The tremendous amount of information was causing a strain to the memory, but it didn’t matter since she doesn’t use it often.

Once again, the sound of bells echoes throughout the flower garden.

“Show me! Let me see! Let me see the world of true love that only you possess!”

Makina shouts excitedly.

Eustia gazes at Makina, who was frolicking around, emotionlessly.

She wiggles her eyebrows and looks at the notice that has just been sent to her.

“…. A resurrection application has come in…. I’ll put it on hold for a while.”

Glancing at Makina, who was processing the data happily, Eustia looked up at the sky.

“There’s no need to fret. She’s a good girl, she’s worth it… I’ll allow her to live again.”

Eustia muttered to herself, not wanting anyone to hear.

“…. I think his cooperation is essential to make the best story possible.”

In front of Eustia’s eyes, the image and bio-data of Obi Haruka is displayed.

Eustia smiled quietly, looking forward to the future, her face which had been almost motionless until now, breaking into a smile.