Oneshot 1 The Case about Running Away from Home Because I Couldn’t Stand the Abusive Words of My Cool Older Girlfriend

The Case about Running Away from Home Because I Couldn’t Stand the Abusive Words of My Cool Older Girlfriend

Author: ハイブリッジ (Haiburijji)

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“I’m home…”

Yukino Hozumi, my roommate girlfriend, came home from work.

“Welcome home.”

“… What’s this? You haven’t done anything yet?!”

“I’m sorry. I’m not feeling well today.”

“I don’t want to hear your excuses. You were slacking anyway!”

“… sorry.”

“Sigh… You don’t have a job, and you can’t even clean or cook properly at home? I never thought you’d be so incapable.”

Two years ago, I quit my job because the stress of my relationship at work was making me sick.

After I left the company, I tried my best to take care of things at home so as not to bother Yukino-san, but it didn’t go well due to my poor health.

Even today, Yukino-san has come home, but I still can’t cook dinner or clean the house.

“I wonder why I ended up going out with you. Maybe I should have dated Soma-kun.”

“Eh? …”

“Isn’t that right? He graduated from Elite University and has a good job.”

Yukino-san is a beautiful woman and a perfect person with a good work ethic. Even in college, she was given various tasks to do, and she did them flawlessly. It’s a miracle that I’m going out with Yukino-san.

“You’re a complete burden to me now. You do nothing but eat and sleep!”

“…”

I kept silent, feeling hurt and ashamed.

“Honestly, you’re like garbage. I don’t think you deserve to live!”

Over the past year, Yukino-san’s abusive words have increased greatly. She was entrusted with a big project, and I think the pressure and my presence got to her. On the worst days, she even slaps me.

“I don’t need any more food today. I already ate.”

Yukino-san said and went into the bathroom to take a shower.

“It’s okay. I love you no matter what. You don’t have to do anything, just be there for me all the time.”

I remembered the words Yukino-san said to me two years ago.

I’ve become nothing more than a nuisance to Yukino-san. …

“Goho-goho.”

… I don’t think we can make each other happy by staying together any longer.

Next Morning

“We need to talk, Yukino-san.”

“I’m busy, I have a meeting this morning. I have to go now.”

“I’m thinking of leaving home.”

“What do you mean?”

“I don’t want to bother you anymore, Yukino-san.”

“But can you live on your own? You can’t, can you? You don’t even have a job.”

“But I’ve made up my mind.”

“Yeah, yeah. Oh, that’s right. I’m going to eat out again today, so I don’t need any food. And get me some more detergent.”

Yukino-san moves her mouth and gets ready to go to the office.

“Ah, it’s so late. You’re acting weird.”

After taking a sip of coffee, Yukino-san quickly walks out of the house.

“…”

Yukino-san, you didn’t even look at me.

I guess that’s all I am now.

“Goodbye…Yukino.”

“I’m home.”

I come home, but there is no answer from him, and the room is dark with no lights on.

Has he not come home yet? Luckily I was in a good mood. I can’t believe he’s out somewhere playing without doing any work or chores. …

Oh … I remember he said something annoying about leaving here in the morning.

“Haa …”

[When are you coming home? Why aren’t you home this late?]

I’ll have to ask him when he gets back. I’m tired today too. I have to take a shower and go to bed early.

A Week after Leaving Home

[I’m not sure why you haven’t replied. You’ve been a member of society at least once, so I believe you still have some common sense.]

[How long are you going to stay mad at me? You’re not a child, so at least answer me. I don’t have time for this.]

How much are you bringing me down? I’m busy working and preparing for a project. …

“Are you okay, Hozumi-san? You look really grim.”

“Sorry. It’s nothing.”

“Really?”

“Yeah. Let’s go see the client.”

Well, it’s him anyway. He’s probably coming home crying right now. I’ll have to nail him so he doesn’t do this again when he gets back.

Two Weeks after Leaving Home

[I’m sorry I was a little out of line with you. So for God’s sake, stop ignoring me.]

[I’ll miss you if you continue to ignore me. Let’s get this over with once and for all, shall we? I’ll be waiting for you at our house with the food you like so much.]

[I’m sorry. I’ve been working so hard lately that we haven’t been able to spend much time together. How about a trip after this project is over? Let’s go to those hot springs you wanted to go to before. Of course, I’ll pay for everything and make all the arrangements.]

“…”

I tried to contact him several times, but he didn’t read or respond.

I didn’t realize it because I took it for granted that he would always be there for me, but I guess I miss him so much when he’s gone.

I thought I’d be filled with a sense of accomplishment after finishing a big job, but right now I’m so preoccupied with him. I can’t wait to see him and talk to him. I want to hug him. …I am surprised at myself that I loved him so much.

“… Haa!”

“Hozumi-san.”

Souma-kun, from the same department, called out to me.

“Good work on the project. Everyone above me has been praising you as well.”

“Ah yes. … Thank you.”

“… You haven’t been feeling well lately, are you okay?”

“I’m fine. Don’t worry about it.”

“Maybe it’s because of that boyfriend you mentioned before?”

“…”

“If you want, why don’t you and I have a drink tonight? I’m willing to listen to your story.”

“I’m sorry. I’ve to wait for him to come back, so I’ve to leave early.”

“I see.”

I don’t want to miss seeing him because I went out for a drink or something when he might be home.

Maybe I should make his favorite curry tonight.

A Month after Leaving Home

[Perhaps you’re not feeling well? I’m so worried. I would like you to at least answer me with anything you can think of.]

[Where are you now? Please contact me anytime, even in the morning or in the middle of the night. I’ll be waiting for you all the time.]

“…”

I haven’t seen or heard from him in over a month. Where is he? …

If I had listened to him more seriously that morning, maybe this wouldn’t have happened.

I’m angry at myself for neglecting him.

I miss him. I want to meet him.

A Month and a Half after Leaving Home

[I’ve been thinking about what I did to you and how terrible it was.]

[I sincerely apologize for my abusive words, for forcing you to do housework and various chores when you weren’t feeling well.]

[I can’t stand being without you. I want to see you. I want to hear your voice. Please come back.]

[If we’re together again, I’ll do everything I can.]

[I have a lot of money. You can spend as much as you want. You can verbally abuse me as I have done to you. Violence is okay too. I can cause you any amount of pain. I’m willing to be used as a s🬀🬀ual outlet. I’m willing to do anything you want.]

[I’m happy just to have you in my life.]

[I’ll wait for you for a long, long, long time. Please come back anytime.]

XX Days after Leaving Home

“… eh?”

I came home to a house that should be empty, and it smelled delicious. A smell that wasn’t there when I left home today.

I took off my shoes and hurried into the living room.

“Ah… ah.”

I turn on the light and see a bowl of meat and potatoes on the table. When I touch the bowl, it is slightly warm.

There is no doubt. It’s him. He’s back.

Where, where … are you? I’m so sorry. I’m so sorry. I have to apologize a dozen times.

I look all over the room, but I can’t find him.

I noticed a letter by the meat and potatoes.

“No …”

When I finished reading the letter, I fell to my knees.

“… sorry sorry sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry…”

It should’ve been him who was really in pain. I didn’t even think about him and I …

No matter how many times I apologize, he’ll never come back.

“… Oh no!”

This must be because someone else is supporting him without my knowledge. Someone I don’t know is giving him love.

I absolutely hate it!!

Who can give everything to support him? There is only me. No…. It can’t be anyone but me.

“…Wait for me.”

I’ll definitely find you, and I’ll spend my whole life making it up to you….