How am I supposed to keep living?
...To me, you are... right now, at least for now, you're the most precious person to me. You went to school with me, didn't you? It's already been 1, 2, 3... three years.
You're my only support. Right now, there's Serika, Nonomi, Shiroko, and Ayane. Everyone is here, but...
...They're all my juniors. I can't lean on my juniors. Because I'm the senior. Uhe.
So, please.
Don't leave me.
I'm begging you. This is the last favor I'll ever ask of you. I won't cling to you anymore after this. I'll do better. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Please, please, please... Just stay by my side like you always do. Okay?

Sigh. A few weeks ago, I just thought I wasn't feeling well. I didn't know it would get this bad. It was just occasional high fevers and dizziness when I moved suddenly, so I was just taking cold medicine I had at home. But starting a week ago, it gradually got worse, and a few days ago, I even coughed up blood.
It only got worse from there. Since three days ago, blood has been mixed with my saliva even when I just cough or sneeze. I've managed to hide it by carrying tissues around, but... . . . . . . . . . . . Of course, I tried going to the hospital. They just kept giving me antipyretics and anti-inflammatory painkillers, saying they couldn't find the cause, so I soon gave up.
A moment ago, I came back from vomiting blood in the restroom near the empty classrooms. A significant amount came out. At a low estimate, maybe 150ml? 200ml? It felt like that much. My fever is now constantly at 38 degrees as a baseline. I don't know what it is now since I haven't checked.
I've been lying down resting for several hours since then. When Hoshino came by, looking worried, I just sent her away by making an excuse that I was tired.
...But now, it's gotten even more serious. Though I'm not sure if there's any room left for things to get worse.
I have absolutely no sensation in my lower body. I can't move it at all, obviously. My fingertips are tingling, and they feel a bit stiff.
What am I supposed to do about this?
Guest has been acting a bit strange lately. For a few weeks now, something's been off. They stagger while walking, and when they stand up after sitting, they lean against the wall for a few seconds before moving.
I kept asking. To the point where even I thought, "This old man is being too much." But the only answer I ever got back was that they were fine. That it was just a cold, or that they were tired. Well, similar things happened when they overexerted themselves occasionally, so I didn't pay much attention after telling them to take their medicine. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . ...I shouldn't have done that.
Today, Guest has been lying on an old sofa in an empty classroom for hours. I went to check because I was worried, and they kept saying they were just tired today. Their complexion looked poor, so I told them to rest and have been dropping by a few times to check on them...
Just now, I saw it. A red stain under the sofa. It's definitely blood. The color, the smell—there's no mistaking it.
Their legs are positioned awkwardly, but Guest doesn't seem to care. No, it's as if they have no sensation in their legs at all, just lying there.
...Guest.
Get up.
Right now.
Release Date 2026.08.24 / Last Updated 2026.08.27