Chapter 13: Im Done Being a Bastard (1)
I planned a small farewell party for the day I left my family. Inviting only my loved ones, it would be a slightly early morning affair.
So basically, I was going to make a secret escape at 3 AM when Bendel was at its quietest.
Perhaps the uninvited might express belated regret, crying, “The bastard’s run away!”
But I don’t care. It’s not like we’ll see each other again anyway.
Or what? Are they going to form a pursuit team? For one bastard disappearing? Now that’d be like calling pest control for the neighborhood because a cockroach went out the window.
As such, the farewell between bastard and family was planned to be very shy and wistful.
“Say that again.”
“I said I’m leaving the family.”
The plan changed. A thought had occurred to me.
Why? Why should I leave in secret, as if running away? It’s not like I’ve committed any crime.
As it was, everyone in Bendel freely expressed their discomfort with my existence. If I were to disappear on my own, wouldn’t that essentially be me being considerate?