C4 Part91

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—How embarrassing.

He

returned to his workplace, but instead of going directly to the

office, he took refuge in a bathroom stall.

Haa, haa, his

breathing was labored. Aware that was mixed with tears, Tatsumi bit

his lip.

—I’m so embarrassed. Embarrassed. Embarrassed,

embarrassed……!

He put the handkerchief in his pocket to

his eyes. Pain spread slowly through the depths of his barely

functioning eyes. He wanted to obliterate his self that was so elated

and cheerful earlier. Kusamakura probably thought he was a burden. That

pained him, made him sad.

Was this really something to cry about, he

thought. The pain in his chest was unbelievable. His tears

continued to overflow as he desperately wiped them away with his

handkerchief. He was unable to check whether his face was swollen or

not. There was no way a man his age could go into his workplace with

his face swollen from crying.