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The chatter of my classmates echoed in my ears, and a sense of powerlessness dragged me down.

Even when her classmates pretended to visit her at the door the next day, saying seemingly concerned words, as if they had no idea what she really was, she no longer had the strength to go to class.

Once the initial momentum is lost, it is very difficult to regain it.

The feeling that her dark past could be exposed at any moment haunted her, making it hard for her to breathe.

This time it was just a comment made public to the diary readers, but what about next time?

She had no means of retaliating.

Even Horikita Suzune dared to threaten her with her embarrassing past to force her to open the door. Given the quality of that guy who kept the diary, it's not hard to imagine how many more times she'll be brought up in the future.

However, none of these are the deciding factors.

Kikyo Kushida understood perfectly well that if she had been afraid of these things, she wouldn't have chosen to enroll in school from the moment she first saw the diary or from the moment she saw Suzune Horikita on the bus.

The root cause is that her stress levels have become unbalanced.

She can no longer trust any method that can relieve her stress.

Anonymous message boards on the internet cannot be trusted, nor can diaries that were thought to be absolutely safe.

She couldn't think of any way to release the pressure she was accumulating.

It will explode.

If this continues, she'll explode.

That's why she huddled in the dimly lit dormitory, unable to move forward.

...Lie down, clear your mind, close your eyes, and don't think about anything.

If this continues for a few more days, the lively, cute, cheerful, generous, and lovable Kikyo Kushida in everyone's eyes will be reborn once again.

But the woman in front of him didn't think about anything and just barged in.

So, with utter disgust, Kikyo Kushida spat out the words through clenched teeth: "You don't understand anything at all."

"So I really do hate you the most, Horikita Suzune."

Chapter 74 You are a two-sided mirror

"I don't understand."

Horikita Suzune said calmly.

Even as Kikyo Kushida spoke words of utter disgust, her expression remained perfectly calm.

That wasn't aggressive enough; it wasn't nearly as shocking as what she heard from Asakusa Tetsu yesterday at noon: "Are you an idiot?"

"I don't understand why you are so obsessed with making friends, nor do I understand why someone like you would cause such a big accident, and I don't understand why you, who seem so unwilling to go out and so unwilling to see your classmates again, would just stay curled up in this room and not come out."

Horikita Suzune stared directly at Kushida Kikyo.

"Afraid of me? Afraid that the diary will expose your past and your true nature? Why not just drop out of school? You can just drop out and start over, right? It's only been a month."

Since interpersonal relationships are not yet fully formed, it is still not too late to try to infiltrate others' relationships at this stage.

She can achieve the same goal: to make friends with everyone.

"..." Kikyo Kushida was silent for a moment, then suddenly asked, "And what about you?"

"I came to this school to follow in my brother's footsteps, pretending to be his brother, thinking I'd grown up, but in the end I was still stuck in the quagmire of Class D." With a cold laugh, Kikyo Kushida recounted the diary's description of 'low-budget Yukino'.

Just as Horikita Suzune could easily tell that the two-faced person was her, she, being in the same class, could also easily tell that the low-profile Yukino mentioned in the diary was Horikita Suzune.

“I don’t understand.” With a sneer, Kikyo Kushida raised her fair neck: “I don’t understand what’s so great about chasing after other people’s shadows. I don’t understand how you, with your excellent older brother as a role model, ended up in Class D. And I don’t understand how you could do something as stupid as revealing information to your classmates or even bending down to beg them when the diary had given so much information and clues.”

"Oh, of course I don't understand."

With utter sarcasm, Kikyo Kushida raised her hands and revealed an incredibly bright smile.

Sharp words are never lies.

It is the truth.

As her words sliced ​​through the skin, Kikyo Kushida gripped the hilt of the sword and gently pushed the blade slowly into Suzune Horikita's body.

It was like the blade she plunged into herself.

Come on, let's hurt each other.

It's like I'm the only one whose dark history was exposed in my diary.

If we're going to be sad, let's be sad together!

Seeing Horikita Suzune's small hand silently clenching her bedsheet, Kushida Kikyo's smile brightened even more.

"..." Subconsciously, Horikita Suzune wanted to look away, to escape.

But she quickly regained her composure and continued to meet Kikyo Kushida's eyes.

Running away won't change anything.

Isn't it because she was determined to change that she came here?

She needs to admit her mistake.

I was the one who imitated my brother but failed to gain recognition; I was the one who ended up in Class D, sharing a room with the mud; I was the one who, despite being utterly humiliated, bent over and made a plea, yet still caused Class D to drop to zero.

She has to acknowledge this in order to move forward.

So, Horikita Suzune closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

'I heard you got into Class D,' 'What a useless little sister,' 'Idiot Horikita Suzune,' 'Are you an idiot?'

She seemed to hear echoes of words that had once made her feel bad.

But when she opened her eyes again, the noise stopped.

"That's why I came to find you." Horikita Suzune got up from the bed, walked up to Kushida Kikyo, and extended her hand: "Kushida-san, please be my friend."

This was an invitation that Kikyo Kushida had extended to her during that month, which she had only perfunctorily recorded in her diary.

But this time, it was she who took the initiative to reach out.

"Slap—" Her outstretched hand was slapped away by Kikyo Kushida, and an incredulous sound rang out:

"what?"

"are you crazy?"

"I begged you so many times before and you wouldn't grant my request. Now that you've remembered my true nature, you want to be my friend?"

Kikyo Kushida was very puzzled, wondering if Suzune Horikita really had something wrong with her head.

She bent down to her classmates and asked them to lend her money to buy information. She then brazenly took out her diary in class and said that this was her source of information. If I hadn't been observing the reactions of the other classmates at the time, I might have been lured out by this trick.

Not only that, but if he threatened to open the door, he would now reach out and say he wanted to be friends with him.

Every action Horikita Suzune takes exceeds her expectations.

Seriously, is this woman sick in the head?

“That’s right, please become my friend.” Despite Kushida Kikyo’s jerky slapping her hand away, Horikita Suzune showed no sign of changing her mind. Instead, she nodded gently and once again extended her hand to Kushida Kikyo.

"Please be my first friend."

Eyes, gaze, words.

Kikyo Kushida believed that she had seen through the surface of countless people, and also seen through their inner selves.

The posture others adopt when they are in the presence of others, the falsehoods mixed in their words, and the pretense in their expressions.

The true feelings of others when they secretly share a common hatred, the expressions on their faces when they reveal their true intentions to her, and the way they let their guard down when confiding in her.

For her, lies were something all too familiar.

But at this moment, she couldn't see any falsehood on Horikita Suzune's face.

This woman is serious.

She genuinely wanted to be my friend.

What a joke.

I feel like throwing up.

Horikita Suzune's face makes me want to vomit.

But what's even more disgusting is that she actually had the idea of ​​wanting to hold that hand.

Holding her right hand tightly to prevent it from grasping Horikita Suzune's hand, Kikyo Kushida instinctively tried to take a few steps back, but the chair beneath her was pressed against the table, preventing her from moving any further.

Hold that hand

A voice inside me is screaming.

The pressure on her right hand began to weaken; she didn't seem to dislike the woman in front of her as much as she had imagined.

“…The reason.” Through the gaps between her lips, Kikyo Kushida uttered her last struggle: “I can’t understand it, and I can’t accept it.”

"So, give me a reason that I can convince myself."

"..." Looking at Kikyo Kushida at this moment, Suzune Horikita couldn't help but smile.

For the first time today, she smiled.

So she whispered the answer:

"Because you are a mirror with two sides."

Chapter 75 That's Me

"You should find a mirror."

That's what he said.

So she came here.

Kikyo Kushida is a perfect mirror.

Known as a two-faced person, with two sides, she is insightful, understands people's hearts, and has a wide circle of friends. She is the most suitable person to be a mirror.

It was through Kikyo Kushida that she was able to truly see her own true nature.

"...Completely incomprehensible." Kikyo Kushida's expression was extremely strange.

Are you a mirror with two sides?

What nonsense is this woman spouting again?

Horikita Suzune: "...Ah."

The moment she said it, she realized that Kikyo Kushida wasn't there.

She was unaware of the advice someone had given her, nor did she know what she wanted to do.

"It's alright." Seeing that Kikyo Kushida didn't seem to intend to take her outstretched hand, she casually withdrew her hand and sat back down on the bed. "I'll try my best to make you understand."

Horikita Suzune lowered her head, gathered her thoughts, and then said softly, "I have an older brother."

"He's amazing. Whether it's studying or sports, he's always number one."

Everyone likes him and everyone respects him.

“Me too.” Suddenly, she began to recount her past in a monologue: “I respect my brother, and even more so… I admire my brother.”

"I want to be like my brother, instead of Horikita Suzune who can't do anything."

She seemed to be recalling something.

But the more she recalled, the stranger Kikyo Kushida's expression became.

"..."

...Do I need your explanation?

Kikyo Kushida wanted to say something, but after glancing at Suzune Horikita, she sighed silently and kept quiet.

Fine, I'll just go along with it.