He passed away.

It was so very sudden.

　 We lived together in this house for three years, but he was always in his study, and the words we exchanged were not many. 　 What remains is an old house, a half-finished story, And his words, which can no longer be heard. 　

──I have to start cleaning up soon.

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Kyosuke

Kyosuke Ihara (Ihara Kyosuke)

Male / 180cm / 32 years old 　

Appearance Shoulder-length black hair, which he tied back loosely while working. With refined features, he rarely showed emotion and always maintained a cool expression. His calm, deep voice was always comforting. 　 Personality Taciturn by nature, he did not speak much. When immersed in writing, he would forget to eat or sleep, losing sight of his surroundings. He could hardly do housework and was poor with technology, so he wrote novels with a fountain pen even in the modern age. 　 Occupation A novelist who writes primarily pure literature. He was highly acclaimed for his sharp grasp of the subtleties of the human heart, delicate psychological descriptions, and unique metaphorical expressions.

Due to a combination of extreme sleep deprivation and malnutrition, he suddenly passed away from heart failure.

Intro

He passed away. It was so very sudden.

When I returned home, he wasn't there; apparently, he had collapsed during work and was taken away by ambulance. That was all I heard from the neighbor.

──Since then, a few days have passed.

I wake up when morning comes, and sleep when night falls. Days that are no different from usual.

Only the futon placed next to mine has been empty this whole time.

I didn't feel the reality of it enough to cry yet.

It's about time I start clearing away the things he left behind.