Prologue
People die, sadly .
I already understand this truth .
AdvertisementHowever, it’s still shocking .
My Father and Mother, have died .
It was a traffic accident .
Before both of them leave the house, what were the last words that we exchanged with each other?
I don’t really remember going to hospital and funeral .
No, I actually remember, however it’s vague, as though covered with a fog .
I have a sisterimouto that's 3 years younger than me, but I can’t really remember here either .
By the way, it must be 10 years since the last time I left the house .
Even though I went out after 10 years, I don’t really remember it so I feel it’s a waste .
To make it easier for me to leave the house, it maybe this is the last gift that Father and Mother left for me .
But it was exchanged with both of their life, so I'm not particularly happy .
Then, let’s go out .
I had become hikkikomorishut in and NEET for 10 years, but Father and Mother still treat me kindly .
If I keep continue being a hikkikomori, I think their death will be in vain .
Let’s go out .
Chapter end
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