Chapter 4

Just then, Jaiyan, the man who had been mentioned in the story as the one who stole away lovers, approached.

This Jaiyan is quite a celebrity on this planet. I’m not unfamiliar with him, as he was a classmate of mine and Tetsu at the same school.

Originally, this guy is the third son of the Arm family, the wealthiest family on this planet, and his name is Jaiyan Strong Arm. The Strong Arm family is the most powerful financial conglomerate on this planet, and as the third son, he is one of the bloodline who will lead the conglomerate after graduating from university.

If this guy were a complete jerk, I could probably vent my frustration and hatred towards him, which might help me feel better, but he isn’t that kind of person. I think I probably do hate him for stealing Tetsu, but I’m not sure.

Jaiyan’s most notable feature is that, while he is extremely unappealing to other men, he is what you might call a handsome guy, with a face so well-featured that you might think he’s a model. On top of that, he’s a sports all-rounder, so his body is well-built. It’s said that most women would fall for him if he asked.

Perhaps because he has so many advantages, he’s not exactly flashy, but he can be called a playboy. It’s understandable that Tetsu fell for him. Despite being a scion of a wealthy family, he doesn’t show any interest in the elitist mindset that is common among such people. He’s a pleasant guy. That’s probably why he didn’t mind taking Tetsu, an orphan, as his lover. He’s also one of the few people who can talk to me quite casually. If it weren’t for Tetsu, he could have been a good friend.

I don’t like this guy, but he’s the kind of person who could be the protagonist of a story.

Jaiyan approaches me.

"Ah, Jaiyan-sama♡"

Tetsu greets Jaiyan with a face that looks like she’s welcoming a lover. I think women are really amazing to be able to make such a face after bringing me to the bottom.

"Naoharu.

You were just unlucky."

In our school days, I was completely outmatched by Jaiyan in sports, but I never lost to him in academics. I thought he was here to mock me for failing to get into my university, but he didn’t. He just said I was unlucky, which made me even more confused.

Jaiyan often walks with his lovers, and this time, four beautiful women followed him. They included Wan, a popular model on this planet, Midori-sensei, a beautiful teacher at the school, Hilt, a senior who was one of the most popular girls in the school, and Yana, a junior.

The fact that all these beautiful women are Jaiyan’s lovers is quite impressive.

I can’t understand why Tetsu would join him in parading his lovers like this.

However, it was only then that I realized Tetsu was beautiful enough to fit in with these beautiful women without standing out.

As they approached Jaiyan, my eyes were drawn to the mobile device in Yana’s hand. She seemed to be watching something, and when I glanced at it, I was shocked. It showed all of them naked. Upon closer inspection, I saw the naked figures of the women around the sleeping Jaiyan. What surprised me most was the sight of Tetsu, also naked, straddling the sleeping Jaiyan. She had a seductive look on her face that I had never seen before and was moving intensely on top of Jaiyan. I could even hear her moaning, though the sound was muffled.

When I heard her voice, I couldn’t take it anymore and started running.

Yana called out to Tetsu, who was watching me run.

"Tetsurine-senpai, is he okay?"

Hilt-senpai also called out.

"Is he your ex-boyfriend? I hope he doesn’t do something drastic."

"It’s fine. Naoharu-kun doesn’t have the guts for that. But what’s that? Oh, is that from yesterday? It’s embarrassing, so delete it. Why are you watching it outside? Stop it. You’re naked too, you know. It’s fine if others see you besides Jaiyan-sama."

I could hear the women talking, but I was already running.

I started running aimlessly. Tears streamed down my face. I didn’t want to cry, but my face was already a mess.

I was crying loudly, cursing the world and my cursed environment.

"I’ll die. In a world like this, a rotten world, I’ll die. Just die already～～～"

I was probably thinking about suicide at that moment. Unconsciously, I had reached a place that was quite famous in a certain aspect. It was a quiet park on a steep cliff by the sea, known as a suicide spot where several people throw themselves off each year.

I was walking towards the cliff. It was only 50 steps away, which was embarrassing, but it was only 50 steps. If I took 50 more steps, I would leave this world. But I couldn’t move any further. I had no regrets about this world... I shouldn’t have any regrets, and I should want to die, but it was embarrassing. I couldn’t even commit suicide.

I cried even louder.

It’s embarrassing.

"I can’t even commit suicide. Is there no God in this world? If there is, what do you want me to do? How much more do you want to make me suffer? Just let everything, including me, die～～"

I was cursing even God.

How long did I cry? I was exhausted from crying and finally calmed down a bit.

I still wanted to die, but I could accept that I couldn’t commit suicide.

It was already quite dark. I thought it would be great if I could die in an accident, but I started thinking about what to do next. Staying here wouldn’t solve anything.

Looking around, I noticed that there were many warning signs to prevent suicides. I hadn’t noticed them until now.

Some of the signs were quite clever, hoping to make people reconsider.

"Wait a moment,

Reconsider your thoughts."

There were signs like that. But it’s something to think about. I didn’t notice these signs when I came here, but now that I’ve given up on suicide, I can see them. It’s as if the signs are saying, "If you give up on suicide, reconsider your thoughts." It’s as if they’re telling me to commit suicide. If I could do that, I would have done it long ago. I was making a joke to myself when I noticed a military recruitment poster.

It was a popular idol group in short skirts, smiling and leaning on a handsome soldier, saying,

"Only your courage can protect us.

Please join the space military with me and protect our comrades.

We’re waiting for your courage."

It’s a pretty flashy poster, but it’s one of the more popular ones.

By the way, there’s another version of the military recruitment poster. The one I know is an idol sitting with her legs crossed in the captain’s chair of a warship, saying something similar. It’s a popular poster because you can almost see but not quite, and I prefer that one.

But that’s not relevant now.

However, are there really people who join the military because of such posters? Even if there are, I doubt I’d meet anyone decent. I was lost in thought, staring at the poster, when I had an idea.

If I can’t kill myself, maybe the enemy can kill me?

That’s right, I’ve heard that if someone like me volunteers for the military, I’ll almost certainly be sent to the most dangerous battlefield on the frontier. I’m almost certain I’ll die within five years.

Once I made that decision, I had to act quickly.

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