SSS-Class Suicide Hunter Chapter 130

Translator: thursdays Editor: Yahiko Pr: LightBrin

5.

“Go, go! Cherish your relationship! It won't do for the leading star of the romance who went down in Shinseo Middle-High School's history to make his girlfriend wait!”

The Heretic Questioner basically kicked me out of the library. My head was blank. I didn't know how to respond.

While I stood tongue-tied, the library door slammed shut.

“Uh…”

The school was silent.

The gray granite floor of the corridor was slippery. When the sunset reflected on it, it was a shiny red. Nobody was walking in the hallway but me. Only calls of “Pass! Pass!” and the sounds of students kicking around a soccer ball in the distant schoolyard were present.

“Really, what's going on…?”

I walked like I was sleepwalking.

『The student council president will probably be waiting at the school gate today!』

『You can't make your girlfriend angry!』

I had never attended high school. However, I did go to middle school for about two years. I was familiar with the facilities of a school.

'First, I'll head to the gate.'

The columns and walls of the hallway were pale, painted with a light green. It wasn't a pretty green either, just a bland color. Even the tacky, fake color seemed familiar.

'Stairs. There should be a staircase nearby. Ah. Found it…?'

It was then. As I reached the stairs, I felt a presence. When I looked up because of the presence—

The stairs that led to the rooftop.

A student was standing right in front of the iron door.

He had a small frame. The student stared at the iron door that would not open. He was probably looking at the chains and the lock on the doorknob. The student seemed to notice my presence as well, and our eyes met.

It was a face I was seeing for the first time.

The student dropped his head, then silently walked down the stairs past me.

While he passed, I saw the child's uniform collar. The white collar was stained with dirt. It smelled familiar to me. It was the smell of poverty. Of course, I only caught a glimpse.

The student disappeared down the hall.

[Behaving properly ♪]

[Living joyfully ♪]

[With a happy heart ♪]

A poster with a flashy motto hung in the stairs where the student had stood. The words were pointless, saying nothing about anything. Rather than words, they were a failure.

The poster was hideous.

As if desperately trying to hide its uselessness, the slogan's font and color were cute. It wasn't until a long time later that I came to my senses.

“…Yeah. I should leave, too.”

I arrived at the school gate.

A black limousine was parked in front of the gate.

Wait a moment.

Let me explain what I just saw. I went down the ordinary stairs and crossed the ordinary schoolyard to reach what should have been an ordinary school gate.

But what was this? There was a super high-end black limousine, one you'd only see in movies, parked in front of the school gate.

“Mm. You're a little late today.”

And the person dearest to my heart stood by the limousine.

“R-Raviel…?”

Yoo Sooha coughed and screamed.

“Gongja is hitting me! Mom!”

I was gonna go mad.

Chapter end