บท 3: [3] I Don't Want to Study
I woke up from my sleep and looked around. The room was bare, with only a bed, a table, and a chair in front of me. As I glanced upward, I noticed a glass with a red dot in the center.
'Why can't I remember anything?' As I pondered that thought, there was a knock at the door. A woman entered, carrying a plate and a glass of water.
"Sit down at the table and finish your food. If you're confused about why you can't remember anything, just sleep or wait for a day. You'll find out why soon enough."
'The drink has been spiked with sleeping pills. After the kid eats, it'll only take about thirty minutes for him to fall asleep,' Keiko thought.
Hungry, I quickly ate the food. 'This food is tasteless.' Feeling thirsty, I drank the water and noticed my plate was already empty.
Keiko, watching the five-year-old boy in front of her, moved her hand and gently patted Kiruma Souichi's head.
'I hope this child can survive,' Keiko thought, then immediately took the plate and glass, left the room, and locked the door behind her.
'This place is like a prison. I wonder how Professor Ayanokoji Atsuomi managed to keep this place hidden from the public. That man has serious political power,' Keiko mused as her phone buzzed.
Opening her phone, Keiko saw a message from her subordinate, informing her that Ayanokoji Kiyotaka had been brought to the facility.
Keiko quickly replied, [Lead the young master and have him meet his 'father,' Ayanokoji Atsuomi.]
*** Ten-Year Timeskip
"I'm so bored, Kiyotaka. Do you want to come with me to the cafeteria? Yesterday I saw Keiko eating ice cream, and I really want to try it."
Ayanokoji Kiyotaka replied, "I want to try it too."
As the two of us walked to the cafeteria, I thought about how I'd spent the past ten years—just reading, reading, and more reading.
Picking up a small notebook, I glanced at some of the things I'd written in it:
[Your name is Kiruma Souichi. If you lose your memory, be sure to call Fujiwara Keiko's number and wait. Don't do anything dangerous.]
Professor Ayanokoji Atsuomi once had me exhaust myself during a physical activity, then placed me in Tokyo and waited for me to pass out. They were curious about what I'd do when I lost my memory—whether I would follow the instructions in the notebook and call Fujiwara Keiko or act differently.
At the time, without my memories, I did exactly what was written in the notebook. I heard the scientists call me an obedient dog, following my master's orders.
When I regained my memory and remembered what that scientist said, I wanted to kill him.
'I don't care about society's morals or rules anymore. There's no reason for me to fear hell. Even if I commit a crime and end up in prison, I can always kill myself and move on to the next world.'
My thoughts are chaotic right now. Maybe something sweet, like ice cream, will calm my mind.
Kiyotaka, noticing my thoughtful expression, said, "We're already at the cafeteria. Are you feeling dizzy?" His tone was filled with concern.
'Kiyotaka in front of me is slightly different. Though his face is expressionless, unlike the Kiyotaka from the canon, he has a sense of care and affection for me. He sees me as his brother.'
Though his face remained blank, I could hear the concern in his voice. He didn't want me to lose my memory again.
"Never mind," I said. "I'm just thinking chocolate or strawberry ice cream would be better."
As I approached the cafeteria.
"Instead of choosing between chocolate or strawberry, I'll just take both and eat them," I said, thinking how clever I was.
Kiyotaka, hearing this, also took both chocolate and strawberry ice cream.
While we were eating, Fujiwara Keiko approached us, carrying two suitcases.
"You two will now experience normal human life. The White Room scientists and Professor Ayanokoji Atsuomi have decided on your junior high school. Ayanokoji will be in first grade, and Kiruma, you will be in third grade," Keiko said.
Walking behind her, I thought about everything I remembered from *Classroom of the Elite*.
Since I'm two years older than Kiyotaka, I might meet Horikita Manabu. If not in junior high, I'll probably see him at Tokyo Metropolitan Advanced Nurturing High School.
'I'll live through another two or four years until the canon story begins. I should at least become vice president of the student council and wait for Kiyotaka and Horikita Suzune to show up. Maybe I'll have some fun in the meantime. I'm fifteen, and I'm starting to have certain desires. Maybe I'll even Will get a girlfriend?'
Fujiwara Keiko, looking at Kiyotaka and me, said, "This is your farewell to this place. If you ever want to return, just call me, and I'll come pick you up."
Kiyotaka and I shared the same thought: 'No way. Neither of us will return to this miserable place.'
We both eyed the suitcases Keiko handed us.
"Inside, you'll find school uniforms and some yen. Make sure to be frugal and not wasteful. Kiruma Souichi, you'll start as a third-year student, and after one year, when you graduate, we'll bring you back to Tokyo Metropolitan Advanced Nurturing High School."
"We'll be apart for four years, and forKiyotaka. I'll Will miss you. I won't see you until you graduate from Tokyo Metropolitan Advanced Nurturing High School."
Hearing this, I picked up my suitcase and got into the car waiting to take Kiyotaka and me to school.
'Damn. I'm already tired of studying.'
'Suicide? Maybe... but I'll postpone it for now. If I remember correctly, Kikyo Kushida and Horikita Suzune are in the same class. If we're at the same school, maybe I can figure out why Kikyo Kushida has such a twisted personality.' But that's for later. Right now, I just want to sleep.
Kiyotaka, who had entered the car, shut the door and saw me close my eyes as I immediately fell asleep.
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