I Was Helping My Friend When His Wife Cheated On Him, But He Claimed He Would Forgive Her Once, But The Bad Luck Keeps Coming - Episode 6

I never thought I was the type to get so worked up.

No… deep down, I’ve been smoldering all along.

Like a burn, oozing, so that I won’t forget, for a long… long… time… suffering.

Even so, with time and the help of those around me, the wounds and pain began to ease… and I was on the path to recovery.

In my heart, I got angry at Sumire and scolded her, but… I love her.

So, I put a lid on my feelings. …And on top of that, I carry a lingering pain, but we will walk together again.

That… just from a single video, my reason collapses like this.

The flustered appearance of Sumire, her agitation, being displayed on the screen, proved to be an undeniable fact.

I was trying not to think about it.

If you don’t mind, I’ll forgive what you did.

…It’s all just empty talk.

Desperately deceiving and tricking herself, Sumire told herself that she wasn’t doing such things.

Since that day when we had a private conversation with Sumire, we haven’t exchanged kisses.

We didn’t even have s3x. Sumire might have wanted it, but I couldn’t do it.

Even when I heard that a new life had taken root in Sumire’s body, I wondered if I could truly be happy about it…

The worst scenario I had imagined, just in case, actually happened.

I tried to say it… how many times have I almost said it?

Even if Sumire and I couldn’t have children until now, children are a blessing that comes from above.

Even if that precious life is Sumire’s baby.

…Can I really love…?

My parents and Sumire’s parents didn’t say it out loud, but both Sumire and I felt the expectation that they would be happy if we had our first grandchild.

I also understood that the weight of those expectations was disproportionately placed on Sumire, who is a woman.

So even if it’s just a little, if working part-time can help reduce Sumire’s mental burden.

As a result…

Even though I’m crying and feeling down, I find myself unconsciously rubbing my belly.

As a first child, I wonder if it will be difficult for Sumire and me to have a baby in the future… Countless thoughts cross my mind.

Even so I kept enduring.

I can’t say I wasn’t pleased about Sumire’s miscarriage. I might have even been pleased…

The punishment fell on Sumire, who betrayed me, without me even getting my hands dirty.

But seeing Sumire sleeping on the bed…

Was I this ugly? And did I have a heart that hated people?

Turn back.

Right now, go back to Sumire.

Sumire is feeling anxious. She’s feeling lonely.

It tells you not to let go of your most important thing…

Over and over again in my mind.

Contrary to that plea, all thoughts were black, completely blacked out.

What am I going to do from now on?

I’m just walking to deal with that guy.

Looking back, it’s so clear—I was an idiot. My thoughts were all over the place, and if someone had just stopped me… maybe things wouldn’t have turned out like that.

Seriously, you’re such an idiot.

You’re an idiot.

“Ah… so that’s why I’ll put off going over there for now, sorry. It’s okay, I’ll be careful. Yeah, see you later.”

After contacting Ayaka, I start running towards Fuwaki’s house.

There are many narrow alleys, so it’s much faster to run than to go by car.

“Damn it…” Even though there’s no point in cursing, I can’t help but want to let it out.

What on earth did I do to end up like this?

Just a little while ago, even though I had complaints and other things, I had a place where I could vent with friends, I was happy spending time with Ayaka, and I was laughing—it all feels like a lie now.

Tomoya’s misfortunes, along with his own temperament, and our support, should surely lead to success. In fact, it was almost going well…
If I could just say it’s all that bastard’s fault… later, later… right now, I need to find Tomoya and stop him as soon as possible.

I hope it’s just a convenient excuse that I went to the bathroom, but I’m also flustered.

I checked the directions and made it here, but… this is it, right?

Aren’t you from a wealthy family? Even living alone, it’s like this…

It was a modest two-story apartment. I could believe it if they said students lived there, but would they really let the son of a wealthy family live in such a rundown place?

Room 105 at the very back on the first floor… the light is off.

Is it a miss… or have I let my guard down, and now I’m exhaling?

I really don’t get it… Just as I was about to contact Akari, the door to the next room opened with a clatter, and a woman in her thirties came out.

“…Hello? Is there someone here to see Mr. Fuwaki?”

“Ah, um… yes. It seems Mr. Fuwaki is not here. Do you know where he went?”

“…May I ask your name?”

“My name is Namiwaka. I have an urgent matter with Mr. Fuwaki and need to contact him immediately… Here is my business card.”

I was a bit suspicious, but seeing the business card seemed to ease my caution a little.

“If it’s Mr. Fuwaki, he should have been hospitalized due to an injury or something. I’m not sure which hospital… but it shouldn’t be for a long term.”

“I see… understood, thank you. … May I ask what kind of person Mr. Fuwaki is?”

“He’s a nice student. He’s polite and a gentleman. But it seems like there have been a few times when women came and had some trouble with him.”

“Is she… your girlfriend?”

“Up to that point… but he might actually be a playboy. He has some really serious scars on his body, and when I asked him about them, he said he got stabbed a long time ago. It might be a joke, but…”

“Wounds… what does that mean…?”

Prrrr…., Prrrr…. I thanked the woman and, while leaving the place, took out my smartphone. It was from Akari.

“Koichi! What should we do? Tsuyoshi! Tsuyoshi!”

“Calm down! What’s wrong with Tsuyoshi!?”

“Tsuyoshi tried to stop Tomoya, but it didn’t work, and even though we called security, it was too late.”

“Just get to the point, what’s wrong with Gou?!”

“I got stabbed, and there’s so much bl00d, I’m going to die, I’m going to die…!”

Really… it’s been a damn awful day.

Despair doesn’t come around that often.

But if I were to catch a glimpse.

Even those who saw it…