“Dear…”
With that, both Mizuki and Katsuragi finally leave our home.
The moment we’re alone, Maya seems to want to express something.
Just one word, irritating.
I’m only thinking about sticking to my principles.
“Since I said it in front of Mizuki and the others, I’ve decided to continue being married for another month. However, during that time, there are various preparations to be made, such as filling out the green papers and moving belongings out.”
It’s an emphatic statement of what will happen after a month has passed. Still, it seems that Maya interpreted it as “we can be a couple without conditions for a month.”
“I understand. But please, for just one month, I want us to be a happy couple.”
She’s pushing unreasonable demands on me. There’s absolutely no need for us to be a happy couple.
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“…”
“You should understand that I can’t feel that way. Who’s forcing it, me or you, Maya?”
“I’m sorry. But for just one month, I want to be by your side more than anyone else. If your anger resurfaces, you can vent it on me as much as you want. So…”
I had to restrain myself from wanting to hit her. Stay calm, me. Getting irritated would only lead to defeat.
“…But I work during weekdays and come home late. It’s impossible for you to be by my side in such circumstances.”
“Then, at least, let’s share the bedroom…”
“Maya, are you okay with the idea of being strangled by me while you sleep?”
“I don’t mind.”
“…Ha?”
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Here she goes again, saying something incomprehensible. I don’t want any part of killing Maya and ruining my life. If she wants to die, she can die somewhere I don’t know after we divorce.
“Understood. But the bed will be separate. Anyway, I have no intention and no ability to embrace Maya anymore.”
“…”
“If you’re expecting that, you’re sorely mistaken. Well, I suppose you already know that.”
“Thank you very much…”
Sticking to your principles is more unpleasant than I thought.
“Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you…”
And seeing Maya, broken like a malfunctioning robot, is as unpleasant as it gets. What does it even mean to be a happy couple? I’ve never experienced it, how should I know?