Starting a Night Shift Part-time Job at a Convenience Store-Chapter 11.1: Not Suicidal
[Dear Little
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Sister. Translator: Madhatter
Apparently, one
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of my foolish acquaintances has been stranded in the sea of trees, so
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your brother valiantly sets off by himself to look for
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them. I am not committing suicide, so please
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don’t be mistaken and make a fuss about
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it.
If you
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don’t hear from me by the time you read this letter, please, I beg you, file
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a missing persons with the police.
Once
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again, please don’t make a fuss when you read this.
And
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no, it’s not a prank, I’m serious.
Don’t
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throw it in the trash halfway through reading the letter. Because if something happens to me, it will all depend on your cool-headed discretion.
Seriously, please.
P.S.
It’s
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not suicide, it’s really not suicide.
From
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your brother.]
As
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for the cause and effect of this, I
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had no idea, but I, a 25-year-old freeter, was going to step into the sea of trees where suicidal people were found lying around as corpses year
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after year…
In
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case
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of emergency, I left a note to my sister, who would probably visit around midday today, containing a clear explanation of why I was
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going there.
Determined, I left my
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house. Not shared on aggregator sites
Should
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the worst-case scenario unfurl, it
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would impose immense hardships on my family, including my sister.
I
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would absolutely endeavor with all my efforts to refrain from such a situation.
Besides…
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When I was writing this, I was wondering if this might be a kind of suicide note. This note would function as a suicide note unless I returned unscathed, despite I shook my head and felt it was an omen. It was terrifying.
Speaking
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of terrifying, what I found most disconcerting at this point was that I was unable to predict my sister’s response after reading
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it.
Hopefully, she
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would stick to the letter’s directions, but given that my younger sister was a highly eccentric second-year junior high school student, it seemed more likely that she would be distraught or throw it in the trash instead of believing in
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it.
I
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beg
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you not to let the latter happen. Even worse, she could be too engrossed in the Internet to notice this note.
That
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was
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possible…
Please, come
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on my little sister, saying
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that everything hanging by a thread on me depended on you was not an overstatement.
With
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my bag over my shoulder, I headed for the convenience store on my
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motorcycle.
Yakumo, the
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young man, had apparently gone
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to the convenience store earlier; whether
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by flying or by instantaneous movement was uncertain, but a short while ago, he vanished right before my
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eyes.
Right
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after that, I
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searched everywhere in the room for a flashlight but was unsuccessful. Without any other choice, I decided to get one at the convenience store where I
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worked. Cell phone flashlights weren’t that reliable and I knew I needed
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a proper one.
Ah… that
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was fine. I hoped
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the night shift workers wouldn’t be suspicious of me.
While
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worrying about that, I parked
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my bike in a corner of the convenience store parking lot.
There
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was no trace of Yakumo. Hadn’t he arrived
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yet? Well, whatever, I had something to do before he
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arrived.
I
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peeked into the store from outside. Of course, discreetly, so as not to draw too much attention.
O-Ohhh… Oh.
“…For
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real?”
To
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my bad luck, these were the people I least wanted to see right now. Along with other customers inside the store, Takenaka and Hirai, who were standing at the cash register, seemed bored. They
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were the strongest spiritual duo I had ever met.
To
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avoid being discovered, I hid in the corner of the store.
Ugh, of all people, it
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was those two.
What
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should I do… Would
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they think nothing of me showing up at this hour and going out of my way to buy a flashlight at a place like this?
Although
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they may not be able to figure out that I was going to head into the sea of trees, they struck at the heart of the matter in a strange way, even though they
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were different types of people…
I
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pulled up the hood of the hoodie I had worn to ward off insects, looked down, knowing it was suspicious, and decided to enter the store without looking at them if at
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all possible.
I
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mean…
Suspicious, suspicious, suspicious…! I
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was too suspicious!
This
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was not a good idea at all, they
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were totally suspicious! Not
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only the two of them but even the customers in the store were glancing at me! Even
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if I told myself to avoid contact with them at all costs, they
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would have recognized me!
Inwardly
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impatient, I
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came to the shelf in front of the store where batteries and chargers were lined up.
There
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it was—a decent-sized flashlight. What? Batteries were sold separately? The
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convenience store quality was so stingy, making me buy not only the flashlight but the batteries
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as well…
While I didn’t have time to complain about
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it, the price of this cheap light, which could be sold even at a hundred-yen store… Once this case was over, I would confront that man about
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the bill.
“―Um, Hakamada?”2ws
“Owapu!?”21ews
The
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hood fell off in
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reaction to the idiotic voice I made as I jumped back. Before
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me was Takenaka with a slightly troubled look on his face.
“Ah, I knew
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it.”
It’s you, Hakamada.
When
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Takenaka
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said that, I exclaimed internally.
I-I… have been exposeddddddddddd.
That
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was
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way too fast! Not
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even three minutes had gone by!
To
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my
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stiffening, Takenaka made an uncomfortable face and awkwardly greeted me with a “Good evening.”
Well, of course I
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said “Good evening” in return.
Even I was uncomfortable meeting this person because Takenaka probably saw the previous hellscape that Hirai had
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shown me… In
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short.
Ughhhhhhhhhh!!
I
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wanted to get out of the store right now!
Hirai
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was
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at
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the cash register behind the shelf, saying, “Oh, Hakamada!” and waving her hand.
Even
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Hirai
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spotted
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me.
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