He rubbed Subaru’s chin.
“I should have made my decision sooner. If I hadn’t been so indecisive, Subaru wouldn’t have had to suffer like this.”
“It’s not your fault,” I said vehemently.
“It wasn’t the cat’s fault either. It’s here simply because it was ordered to end my life. …I’ve taken too long to decide on what I should have done.”
Shun pointed at a cupboard on the wall. “There’s a bottle of pills in there, filled with different types of poison. They gave it to me before I came here. Don’t you think it’s a cruel parting gift?”
So that was how the adults handled Shun’s situation, by making him end his own life? The thought didn’t surprise me. Maybe I had been exposed to so much shock in rapid succession that I was now numb.
“I’m glad you didn’t take any. You should throw them all away.”
“I took them all.”
“But they didn’t work. It was too late. I guess it’s easy to change poisons on a molecular level. Though I was surprised when even arsenic couldn’t kill me. It seems like my Shadow, the part of my unconscious that doesn’t want to die, is capable of altering even basic elements.”
I put my hand on Shun’s.
“…I think it’s coming,” he said to himself.
“Saki, hurry and get out of here!” he drew his hand away and stood up.
The house gave a loud thump. The wasp balls rose high in the air, vibrating intensely, then clattered to the ground.
“It’s the same as that time. When my house was swallowed up… Isn’t it funny? It’s almost like the Spirit of Blessing. But instead of blessing you, it brings death.”