I've decided to quickly explain this revolution.
It's a little tiring, but keep up with me.
In early November, I began my revolution.
Once I was done with the preparations, I attacked Masaya, as I had described.
And chaos came.
I explained to my class teacher-in-charge Toguchi-sensei, Masaya's mother, and the parents of the other three, and their lashing would have rendered me deaf. A few times Masaya's mother wanted to hit me.
In the center of the classroom, several adults were surrounding me, agitated emotions lashing out.
Like a hare mistakenly entering a lion's den, I was left with a terrifying, pitiful experience.
But I never apologized.
I couldn't give up easily, for it's a revolution.
Everyone subjected me to ridiculous punishments, and during noon break, I had to go to every classroom in the school, to kneel down before everyone.
When I returned to my classroom, I found my pencil case thrown into the dustbin.
It was very unnatural, and I figured it out on first glance. All the contents was spilled out, and thrown along with the pencil box, several mechanical pencils are sticking out under the grey plastic bag.
I never expected it to begin so quickly.
I felt stares from all over the classroom, different from when I headed out to kneel before every classroom; there's a sense of justice. The proof is that several stares are looking at me, and not averting away. They showed no shame in their ugly inner hearts, and thought that throwing my penil case is an act of justice.
It's nauseating.
"Is the Human Power Test that important…?" I muttered.
I thought as I glared back at them. I really had a lot to say.
You guys don't have the right to be trash. You're scum. You want approval from others? You want to be praised by Masaya? Or be one with the surrounding atmosphere? You throw away other people's stuff for some stupid reason? How many people have you harmed over the past 14 years, harking on the term friendship you do not understand?
But it was pointless to tell them this. First, I don't care about these things; even if they're stupid, buffoons, so what? It's just my pencil case thrown away. Just a waste of a minute.
Real trash won't be hurt.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh, I'm tired!"
In any case, once I returned home, I yelled.
I attacked Masaya, faced Masaya's mother in the staff room, visited the victims during my break, kneeled before everyone, my class and school judged me; it's easy to write this, but every single event caused tremendous stress to my mental state.
I snacked on tidbits in the living room, soothing my tired soul. The baumkuchen I bought behind my parents' back was unexpectedly nice. I started peeling the layers and eating them; it's a unique way of eating I came up with. I collapsed on the sofa, "Uuu." I murmured. Even trash like me will have a mental collapse.
"I should say that I haven't done anything decent in a while. My head hearts. They're cruel. They just tortured this weak kid in the Heisei Era like this!"
Even so, I couldn't give up.
If not, I would forever have the infamy of being 'the guy who bullied four classmates and beat up a classmate with a water bottle'.
The die has been cast.
I can only continue on.
I decided to grumble before heading to sleeping, "Beep." There's a sound from the computer. I approached it, and found the message was from Sou. It's the usual message.
"Hello, you hear me? Did anything interesting happen today?"
I didn't intend to tell him "I was forced to kneel during noon break as punishment." So I made a harmless lie. It's very easy to make up a lie. My day's basically the same schedule, almost a staple. Go to school, don't pay attention in class, head to the library, and head home.
I couldn't tell Sou about the bullying and incident, but I just wanted to discuss something a little more stupid with Sou.
"Oh yeah, I found that cooking meat buns in soup is nice. It's easy to complete a Chinese dish."
At this point, I only need a change of mood, so I started getting greedy, and made a stupid joke.
Just to note, I never had meat bun soup. This should be enough to make a Chinese soup dish, right? I don't know.
The conversation continued somewhat, and we chatted away,
"So, in that case, if you use red bean bun, it'll become a red bean soup, right?"
"Really? Sounds like it'll be really bland."
"Try making it. I'm looking forward to your results."
"You should try experimenting it yourself, Sou. This is despicable."
I joked, and awaited his reply.
After a pause, Sou sent me a message,
"Anyway, why did you beat up Masaya Kishitani, Sugawara?"
At that moment, I stopped thinking.
I kept reading that message, and then checked through my chat log with Sou. There was proof that I never revealed my personal information to him.
I felt thirty immediately, and was unable to say anything.
But Sou kept sending messages to me on the computer.
"I apologize for saying this out of a sudden, but do you mind sharing this with me? I might be able to help you out. Why did you hit Masaya Kishitani? Why did you act so arrogant before Masaya Kishitani's mother? How did you dominate the four students?"
What's going on? I inadvertently explained,
"I know you, I have hopes for you, and I am worried about you, so please tell me your objective. Taku Sugawara, that classmate of yours called 'I' is Kotomi Ishikawa, right?"
I instinctively switched off the computer.
My breathing got hasty, and I frantically unplugged the computer internet cable before leaving the living room.
Why did that guy know me?
Who exactly was he?
I felt something breaking apart, and had an ominous premonition.
Just in time, the doorbell rang. It's not my parents; it's impossible for them to be home at this time.
Someone's here.
With my heart pounding, I sneaked to the window, and peeked at the entrance.
The guy standing outside was someone I didn't expect, someone I didn't want to meet.
(Masaya…)
Masaya had a bandage on his face as he stood at the door. Seeing that figure, I backtracked, and wanted to leave the scene,
"Taku, you there?" he called out to me through the window, "Why did you do that? What did you intend to do?"
Masaya called out to me, and I covered my mouth, holding my breath.
But a genius' really scary, and Masaya seemed to have realized my presence. He turned the door handle, saw that it was locked, and said,
"I know you're hiding behind the door. If you don't want to come up, it's fine. But please, tell me, what is your aim?"
I couldn't answer.
And Masaya said,
"You don't have to kneel anymore. I don't hope for you to do this. I'll tell everyone in class not to be so narrow-minded and throw your pencil case. This is all I came to tell you. Hey, say something already, please."
Even though he was being kind to me, I couldn't answer. Only silence engulfed us as we were separated by this 3cm thick door.
"Hey, Taku…" Masaya muttered, "We're still bullies, right? Allies, right?"
"Yeah…but, sorry." I said. However, I was thinking that once everything ended, we could go out and eat together; of course, I couldn't just invite him out.
He's an ally member of the TakuMasa alliance.
But at this point, I couldn't be his good friend.
So after that, I chose to remain silent.
Several minutes later, and Masaya stood at the door, several times about to say something, and finally gave up as he kicked the door in frustration, turning away to leave.
I closed my eyes, remaining at the corridor.
I had to keep torturing Masaya until the revolution ended.
For my own happiness.
I have few wishes.
To fulfil these minimal wishes, I had to start this revolution.
To ease the burden of my friends.
Even if it's a little, I hoped to ease Ishikawa's burden.
I wanted to wreck the Human Power Test, and get happiness.
So I had such expectations as I started this revolution alone. And then, even if it wasn't at me, I hoped she would show a hearty smile again.
It's fine for us not to be loves.
Trash won't hope for such unrealistic things.
Ishikawa fell from the stairs, and lost consciousness.
Masaya Kishitani killed himself.