[After graduating from university.]
[You become a trainee lawyer, following an elderly female attorney at a law firm and beginning to take on marriage related cases.]
[This old lady has achieved a lot in cross border marriage cases.]
[She has high expectations for you and hopes you will become her successor.]
Kita looked at the simulation.
Seeing a version of herself who seemed much more normal, her guilt eased a little.
But before she could breathe out in relief—
[On the surface, you study marriage law, but in secret you have never given up on Toru.]
"?" Kita.
Do not be a simp.
There is no future in that.
[As a dark minded landmine girl, how could you possibly obey Toru's threat and give up on love?]
[During university, the more you studied law, the more you felt the absence of humanity.]
[After graduation.]
[Within just one year, you participated in more than ten divorce lawsuits.]
[In court, both plaintiffs and defendants tearfully argued, desperate to claim a bit of marital property, as if their love had no value at all.]
[Love is like a mirror. Any crack in it affects its beauty until it is eventually discarded.]
[Ask yourself honestly. Can Toru and Ryo truly stay in love forever?]
[You do not know.]
[In the spring of your second year in society.]
[You receive a wedding invitation.]
[From the man you have always loved.]
[For the past two years, you and Toru have kept a friendly relationship. You buried all your desires deep in your heart. Your small apartment is plastered with his photos. You start to miss the two years when you forced him into intimacy. His voice, his warmth, his lips, everything intoxicates you.]
[Why can Ryo have him?]
[She is not that special.]
[With one quick stab.]
Stop. Stop.
Your thoughts are dangerous.
Kita stared at the simulation where the woman in the kitchen played with knives, smiling cruelly. A chill shot from her feet to her scalp.
Hey, hey, hey, you are not planning to kill Ryo senpai, right?
I forbid that.
[You consider murder, but the thought that Toru would resent you forever after you kill Ryo makes you abandon this dangerous idea.]
Whew. Good.
[So you begin studying how to slip through the wide net of the law and assassinate someone.]
[Japan has little surveillance. Some serial murder cases take years to solve.]
No no no.
Ryo senpai, run.
[Ryo cannot escape, unless she gives up monopolizing Toru and allows you to be his mistress.]
"My brain must be broken." Kita was stunned.
Planning this long, all to become a mistress?
Your ambition should be bigger than that.
Other me, do not be a simp.
Simping never gets you the man you want.
[You think for a few days, then give up the day before the wedding.]
[Because you love Ryo too much. Since your school days, she has been your favorite woman.]
To be fair.
That is true.
[You do not want to kill Ryo, but you cannot let go of Toru. This leaves your heart heavy and your mind on the brink of collapse.]
Kita checked the character's status bar.
[Current: Depression (Severe)]
Why do I feel like "I" am about to commit suicide?
This time not for threatening Kitahara-kun, but as the result of long term depression.
It is over.
Who killed me? Who did I kill?
No. I killed myself.
"Oh no no no, it is over!"
Kita banged her head hard on the bed frame with a thud, then grabbed her head in pain.
Ow. That hurt.
[You buy sleeping pills.]
[You buy alcohol and cefalexin.]
Kita.
Are you serious?
[You pick up the invitation and check the wedding location.]
"Go to the wedding then commit suicide?"
Kita guessed. She could hardly keep watching.
[The next day.]
[You sit among the guests and watch a wedding that means everything to you.]
[On stage, Ryo looks stunning. She still has short hair. With the beauty mark near her eye, every smile and movement carries a unique charm.]
[Pure white wedding dress, rose petals, gentle music.]
[You stare blankly and listen blankly until the bride holds the groom's hand.]
[Pain, frustration, all negative emotions surge into your heart.]
[Then.]
[You glance at Hitori beside you, see her pitiful expression, and feel a bit better.]
Poor Gotoh-san.
Why must she suffer too?
Hehe.
[The priest hosts the ceremony. The bride and groom exchange vows, rings, and kiss.]
[Nijika has a flash of envy in her eyes, then hides it.]
[The wedding ends.]
[At the reception that night, Toru drinks heavily out of joy.]
[You go to drink with him. Your glasses clink with a clear sound.]
[From this moment, the man you love truly becomes someone else's husband.]
[Realizing this, you taste unexpected bitterness in your drink. The wine has no sweetness left, only harsh bitterness that is hard to swallow.]
[The reception venue is near Tokyo Bay.]
[After several drinks, you head to the shore and gaze into the distance.]
[Footsteps sound behind you.]
[You turn around and see Nijika. After graduating, she opened a flower shop and looks much more mature.]
["Kita-chan, are you facing some trouble lately?" Nijika notices your strange behavior today and asks gently.]
["No, I just think they are a good match and will surely stay happy." You pretend to be cheerful and successfully fool her kind heart.]
Ijichi senpai…
You are so gentle.
["That is good. If you run into trouble, tell me."]
[After chatting briefly, Ijichi Nijika leaves.]
[Two hours later, the reception ends.]
[You return to your small apartment. Loneliness rolls in like a tide.]
[Your eyes sweep over the sleeping pills you bought yesterday.]
In the scene.
The red haired woman walks to the faucet and fills a cup.
She opens the package of sleeping pills and pours out more than ten.
Just before she goes through with it, she picks up her phone and taps a number she has not contacted in a long time.
The faint light illuminates a small area in the dark room.
Knock, knock.
Suddenly.
A knock at the door catches the woman's attention.
She sets down the pills.
Through the peephole, Kita sees a woman holding a bouquet.
[When you open the door.]
[According to the flower shop owner, yesterday, a handsome man commissioned her to deliver the most beautiful bouquet in the shop to this apartment every morning until the day you die.]
[If you move, you can contact her to change the address.]
…
[After signing for this romantic gift.]
[Your hollow heart is filled with a small, warm happiness.]
[From this moment on.]
[You begin to look forward to every sunrise.]