2nd
July 2025
Hi Kiki. Today I
thought my friends and I were going to start looking for more of the B.G.S.’s
but I was wrong. Professor Largos wished to go through with us about what
places in Japan he had been to and which places we would be going to such as Niigata,
Kyoto, Kobe, Sapporo, Hiroshima, Yamanashi Prefecture, Tokyo and some other
places in Japan. He also told us he planned to have the boys, girls and I to divide
into pairs for each city; that way we could cover more ground and save time.
“Okay kids,” said
Professor Largos “here’s what’s going to happen. I’ll locate the B.G.S.’s on my
computer and you kids will go to the places where they are in pairs. Once you
kids find a B.G.S. you come back here straight away by pressing the button on
the remotes I will give you. I have a dozen spare remotes for the teleportation
machine. But you must be careful and keep a hold of the remotes. If they get
broken or lost you would have to come back here the normal way by train, car or
plane and of course we don’t want to do that because that would be expensive to
get here. Are there any questions?”
“I have a question,”
I said “what should we do if somebody like a policeman asks us why we are not
in school, as it’s not the end of school term yet?”
“Don’t worry about
that,” said Mr Yashiro “I have some permit papers permitting you kids to be
absent from school because of family emergencies. Be sure not to lose them
because I had trouble creating them”. My friends and I promised to be careful.
“Now while Largos here continues for get everything ready for our quests
tomorrow there is something I would like to discuss with you kids,” said Mr
Yashiro “so Largos do you mind if we leave you for a moment?”
“You go ahead”
replied Professor Largos.
Mr Yashiro led the
boys, the girls and I to a living room and asked us to be seated.
“You must excuse me
kids, but there is something I really want to talk to you all about” said Mr
Yashiro.
“What is it sir?” I
asked nervously.
“Well it’s about all
of you,” said Mr Yashiro “I read reports that you kids started attending Kurai
Jinsei Boarding school at the age of eight, nine, ten and eleven. Can I ask why
you children started attending school at those ages?”
I stared at the
others, with the look saying ‘should we tell him?’, and they nodded yes. “Well
sir the reason why we attended that school was because we all wanted to get
away from our parents” I said.
“I have heard that
things aren’t going well between all of you and your families,” said Mr Yashiro
“I’ve also heard you kids haven’t gone home to visit your families, not even
for the holidays, only once since you attended Kurai Jinsei. Forgive me for
prying but can you please tell me what happened?”
My friends and I
agreed to tell Mr Yashiro what happened with our parents, and Kiki I will tell
you about our pasts now. But I warn you they are long stories.
I will start with my
story. In the past I lived with my parents and my grandmother in a city, in an
apartment. But my life with my parents felt lonely because both my parents
worked. They were always so busy with work they barely spent time with me and
they kept making and breaking promises to me. For example when I was in
kindergarten I was going to have dinner with my parents and grandmother at a
restaurant for my 6th birthday, but my parents didn’t turn up
because they were busy with work. My parents apologized immediately the next
day and said we would have a picnic at the weekend to make it up to me, but
that never happened because of their work. My parents broke lots of promises to
me in the past; whether it was my birthdays or special events like school plays
or sports at school, they never kept their promises to come to see me. It made
me angry and start to hate my parents. The only person who was there for me was
my grandmother. I was always happy when grandma was with me; she was always
there for me, she never broke promises to me and she was more motherly to me
than my mum ever was. It’s because of my grandma that I started writing in diaries
when I was 8; she gave me a diary for my eighth birthday and told me how a
diary would be my friend if I wrote in it. So I ended up writing in it, telling
the diary about all the times my parents broke promises to me, how I loved my
grandma and how I was beginning to hate and distrust my parents. Sadly for me when
I was still eight years old my grandma got sick and she passed away. Her death
made me feel lonelier than ever because my parents still didn’t spend time with
me that much because of their work. One day I finally snapped at my parents.
It happened on the
day after my ninth birthday. My parents were apologizing because they failed to
spend time with me on my birthday again.
“Kyoko your father
and I are sorry we missed your birthday again because of our work,” said my
mother “but we do promise that we will make it up to you”.
I was thinking ‘yeah
right you will’; my parents never kept their promises of making up to me after
breaking another promise.
“Yes please tell us
what you want or want to do and we will sort it out for you” said my father.
“Alright I’ll tell
you what I want,” I said, sounding upset, “I want to go to a boarding school.
All my life you two have always made me feel lonely because none of you could
get away from work to be with me, even for one day. With grandma gone I feel
lonelier than ever and I hate coming home to an empty house. That’s why I want
to go to boarding school; at least there I won’t feel lonely”.
My parents were
surprised with what I said and tried to apologize to me for making me feel
lonely.
“Quit the
apologizing!” I shouted “all I hear from you two is ‘I’m sorry for this or
sorry or that’ and you always promise me things but always break them! I am
never trusting you two again”. I ran off to my room to cry and didn’t come out
of my room nor talk to my parents for the whole day.
My parents tried to
apologize to me again and have me reconsider my decision to go to boarding
school. But I told them again I couldn’t forgive them and I still wanted to go
to boarding school. So a month later I attended the Kurai Jinsei boarding
school, which I found better to be than at home.
“So then,” said Mr
Yashiro, after I finished my story, “I take it you still haven’t forgiven your
parents or given them another chance Kyoko?”
“No I haven’t sir,” I
said “because of all the times they left me alone and all the promises they
broke to me, I haven’t found the heart to forgive them yet. I also don’t have
the heart to see my parents again. That’s why I haven’t gone home to visit my
parents ever since I first attended the school, not even once. To be honest
with you Mr Yashiro, I was surprised you managed to get permission from my
parents for this trip. Getting in touch with my parents was never easy for my
teachers in the past while they were at work; it was only my grandmother the
teachers could talk to”.
“Well I have to admit
it to you Kyoko, I did have trouble getting permission from your parents,” said
Mr Yashiro “in fact I had to ask someone from your parent’s workplaces to ask
your parents for me. And I managed to get a reply from your mother’s co-worker
saying your mother had given me permission”.
I figured it was like
that Kiki because it was like that in the past too, especially when my grandma
tried to get in touch with my parents while they were at work.
Anyway that’s the end
of my story; it’s time for Shizuyo’s story. Shizuyo lived with her family in a
house in a town; she has a mother, father, three older brothers and one older
sister; so Shizuyo is the youngest in her family. Her life had been difficult
for her though; both her parents and siblings treated her like she was a
weakling, who couldn’t do anything without being watched and they didn’t trust
her with anything she did or said.
“I hated it so much
when my family treated me like that,” Shizuyo said to Mr Yashiro “I felt like I
was in one of those families where the daughter of the family are considered
useless. But my older sister was never treated like that; she’s free to do
anything she wants like my brothers are and she gets praised for every
achievement she’s received like my brothers have too. But me, my parents always
worried about me; even when I won first place at sport days my mother and
father would worry over me checking if I was okay and keep on telling me over
and over again not to overdo things. They even wouldn’t let me go to school and
come back home by myself when I was old enough to; I always had to have one of
my brothers or have my sister take me”.
“Hmm that does sound
like they are over worrying about you,” said Mr Yashiro “I take it there is a
reason for that?”
“There is,” answered
Shizuyo “the truth is I was quite weak when I was little; always feeling tired
like my energy kept on running out of my body quickly, even walking just a
little bit always made me feel tired so quickly. I don’t feel like that now
because I felt stronger and better when I started elementary school. Even my
teachers at that time saw I wasn’t weak. But even then my parents and siblings
kept on fussing over me like I was still a fragile doll or something. And when
I was eight, I found out something about myself that I never knew until that
day”.
Shizuyo found out the
truth on the day she was having a check-up at a doctor’s clinic. She told me
that for as long as she could remember she always went to visit the doctors
because of how weak she felt in the past. The doctor, who was a woman, named
Doctor Toshihime was giving Shizuyo the check-up; she had been Shizuyo’s doctor
ever since she was a baby and Shizuyo liked her because she was kind and
understanding. Now while Dr Toshihime was giving Shizuyo the check-up she
wanted to talk to her alone, so she sent Shizuyo’s mum back to the waiting
room. Normally Shizuyo’s mum always wanted to be with Shizuyo during check-up
time to be sure everything was fine. But on the day Dr Toshihime managed to
convince Shizuyo’s mum that everything was okay and to let her speak to Shizuyo
alone.
“Well Shizuyo,” said
Dr Toshihime “I can see that you are incredibly healthy and you certainly have
grown stronger over the years. Why you can even walk and run without getting
tired so quickly”.
“Yes I can,” said
Shizuyo “but mum and dad aren’t convinced that I am not weak as I used to be.
They still treat me like I am nothing more than a weak little baby. I understand
that I was weak when I was little, I do remember that, but I hate it when they
go over protective on me when I’m not even weak anymore. It isn’t fair. I’m not
sick or anything you know and they won’t even give me a chance to prove that”.
It was then Dr Toshihime
sighed and looked at Shizuyo with serious eyes. “Shizuyo there is something
that I should tell you, something that your parents should have told you
already” she said.
“What do you mean?”
asked Shizuyo.
Shizuyo found out
from Dr Toshihime that she had been born two months prematurely, which was why
she was weak when she was little. Shizuyo was horrified when she heard that
because her parents and siblings never told her about it before. Dr Toshihime
also explained at that time it looked like Shizuyo was going to die because she
was very weak as a baby but by some miracle she survived and lived.
“My goodness,” said
Mr Yashiro “I bet that was a shock to you Shizuyo?”
“It was I must
admit,” answered Shizuyo “I mean you would think my parents would tell me of this
situation when I was old enough to understand. But Dr Toshihime told me they
wanted to keep me in the dark because they feared I would end up in a terrible
shock and become dangerously ill. Urgh it made me really mad at my parents for
never telling me the truth. I mean I am not ill, weak and fragile or anything
as you can see. I’ve grown stronger and independent since then and being at the
Kurai Jinsei Boarding School makes me feel stronger and more independent”.
“I agree with you
Shizuyo,” said Mr Yashiro, “with how healthy and strong you look, it’s hard to
believe that you had been born prematurely. So how did you attend Kurai Jinsei
Boarding School?”
“It was thanks to Dr
Toshihime because not only was she my friend, she had always been on my side”
answered Shizuyo.
What happened was not
long after Shizuyo had her check-up Dr Toshihime visited her house to speak
with her parents. Of course her mother feared the doctor was going to give her
some bad news about Shizuyo, but the doctor revealed nothing was wrong. Shizuyo
was in the same room with her parents and the doctor because the doctor wanted
to speak with Shizuyo too.
“The reason why I am
here is because I wish to discuss something with you,” said Dr Toshihime
“Shizuyo has been telling me you still keep guard over her like she’s about to
collapse am I right?”
“Of course we do,”
said Shizuyo’s mother “I don’t think it’s safe yet to not keep an eye on
Shizuyo yet. You know how difficult it was for us when she was born. She was
kept in the hospital for a few months and not keeping an eye on her was
dangerous while she was still very little. Especially when she would collapse
from exhaustion and get fevers very easily”.
“I do understand your
worry Mrs Sakuma,” said Dr Toshihime “but Shizuyo is eight years old and is no
longer the weak little girl she once was. And if you and your husband keep
being over protective of her, she won’t be able to achieve anything on her own
in life. Not to mention you are not going to be here, to protect her, forever”.
“I was happy that Dr
Toshihime was always able to talk sense to my parents,” Shizuyo said to Mr
Yashiro “they listened to her more than me. Whenever I tried to get them to
listen to me my words just fell on their deaf ears”.
Anyway after Dr
Toshihime spoke with Shizuyo’s parents, she showed Shizuyo and her parents a
brochure about Kurai Jinsei Boarding School.
“I was thinking it
might be a good idea for Shizuyo to attend this school,” said Dr Toshihime “not
only would she earn a good education there, she will also become more
independent. This school is out in the country so Shizuyo will get plenty of
fresh air and there is a hospital in a town that’s near to the school in case
there’s an emergency in Shizuyo’s case. So Shizuyo will be well looked after,
make many new friends and find out what she wants to do in the future”.
“I agree with your
idea,” Shizuyo spoke up “I’m sick of being wrapped in cotton wool by my parents
who still see me as the very fragile baby I was when I was born years ago. And
I’m sick of living in this house like I’m a prisoner in a prison with guards
watching me day and night. Dr Toshihime I want to go to that school; at least I
will be given a chance to live freely there”.
It wasn’t easy for Dr
Toshihime to convince Shizuyo’s parents to let her go to Kurai Jinsei Boarding
School because of their worry. But thanks to Dr Toshihime’s persuasion and a
show-round from the school, the parents finally agreed to let her attend the
boarding school, as long as Shizuyo promised to be checked on now and again by
the school nurse.
“I take it you are
happy at the Kurai Jinsei boarding school Shizuyo?” asked Mr Yashiro, after
Shizuyo finished her story.
“Yes I am,” answered
Shizuyo “because I was finally able to live freely without my parents’ worry
over me, try out new things without my parents’ interference and not feel like
a prisoner ever again. I still have to be checked over by the school nurse once
a week to see if I’m still healthy and well, but at least here I don’t have my
mum hovering over me as if something bad is going to happen to me”.
“I have to say,” said
Mr Yashiro “when I phoned your mother to ask for her permission I did hear a
lot of worrying from her. But I told her you would only be doing light work and
there was a doctor near my friend’s farm, so I was given your mother’s
permission in the end”.
“I thank you for
that” smiled Shizuyo.
“So I take it you
haven’t gone home to visit your family for holidays since then?” asked Mr Yashiro.
“No because I know
what will happen; it will be just like it was before, my parents worrying over
everything about me and keep guard over me during the whole holidays,” said
Shizuyo “I want to enjoy my freedom a bit more. Not to mention I’m still cross
with how my family treated me in the past. That’s why I haven’t forgiven them
nor gone home to visit them once”.
“I see” said Mr
Yashiro, who understood the situation.
Now it’s time I told
you Yuko’s story Kiki. Yuko used to live with her parents in a small house in a
town. But that changed when her parents got divorced. I’ll start at the
beginning. At first Yuko’s life with her parents was happy; you know a normal,
happy family life, but when Yuko was five years old everything changed. At that
time Yuko’s parents’ marriage started to fall apart; they had frequent
arguments everyday over everything. For example if the dad’s dinner was not how
he liked it he would shout to the mum about it, and of course the mum would
argue back that he should do his own dinner if her cooking isn’t to his liking.
Another example if the mum was out shopping for hours, the dad would get mad at
her for being late and of course that made the mum mad at him and she shouted
back.
“Those times were the
most horrible times of my life,” said Yuko “it was awful when I heard them yell
and fight at each other. There were even some times when I heard my mum toss
things at my dad in anger. I always hid myself outside the house where I
wouldn’t hear them fight”.
“It’s never easy for
a child with parents who don’t get along so well,” said Mr Yashiro “I know
because I’ve met many children with parents like that before. I’ve heard that
your parents are now divorced Yuko, when was it that your parents divorced?”
“It happened when I
was eight,” answered Yuko “my mum and dad were having one of their usual fights
and then my mum finally shouted out that she wanted a divorce and my dad agreed
to that. Even though I wasn’t happy about it, I wasn’t against it or anything
because I was fed up with all their arguing”.
“I understand,” said
Mr Yashiro “so was it your mum’s or dad’s decision to go to a boarding school?”
“Actually it was a
judge’s decision” answered Yuko.
You see Kiki Yuko’s
parents had their divorce at a family court with a judge.
“While the divorce was
going through my mum and I were staying at one of my mum’s friend’s house,”
said Yuko “at first it felt nice that I wouldn’t have to hear my parent’s argue
while they were separated from each other. But even when I was only with my mum
I couldn’t stop thinking about all those times when she and my dad fought. Not
to mention in my dreams at night I could hear them arguing and things like
that”.
“It seems to me you
were starting to feel depression because you couldn’t forget about your parents
fall out and because they were divorcing” said Mr Yashiro.
“That’s exactly what
happened,” said Yuko “and I also felt like I wanted to get away from both my
mum and dad, you know so I could try to forget about them and their fall outs”.
“I understand that
too” said Mr Yashiro.
Because Yuko was
feeling depressed at the time of her parents’ divorce Kiki, she didn’t know
what she should do because she knew she would be in her mum’s custody and only
visit her dad on some days. It was only on the day of the divorce that Yuko
decided what to do; she decided to talk to the judge. You may not believe this
Kiki but Yuko told me that she felt like the judge was the only person she
wanted to tell her feelings to on that day.
Truthfully children
of divorcing parents never really attend the courts or other offices where they
divorce. But Yuko went to the court with her mum because her mum’s friend
wasn’t able to look after Yuko that day. To Yuko this was her chance to speak
to the judge. As soon as Yuko and her mum arrived at court, Yuko gathered up
her courage and asked an employee of the court if she could talk to the judge,
without her mum knowing about her wish. The employee was surprised to hear Yuko
wishing to talk to the judge, but Yuko pleaded with him to let her speak to him.
So the employee went around asking if it was possible for Yuko to speak to the judge.
“Did you get
permission to talk to the judge Yuko?” asked Mr Yashiro.
“Yes, the employee
came back to me quite soon and told me the judge would see me,” answered Yuko
“of course my mum was surprised the judge was going to see me because she
didn’t know I wanted to see him. She wanted to come into the judge’s office
with me but I quickly said I wanted to see and talk to him alone. So I was led
to the judge’s office without my mum. The judge was a stern looking man, but he
was the type who would listen to what anybody had to say. I gathered up my
courage again and told him about how upset I was because of my parent’s fall
outs and my decision of not wanting to stay with any of my parents because of
that. The judge listened to every word I said with a stern and sympathetic
look. He also said that he would see what to do about me”.
“You were very brave
indeed to speak to the judge Yuko,” said Mr Yashiro “it’s always good to speak
out to someone when something is bothering you. So what happened after you
spoke to the judge?”
“Well my mum’s and
dad’s divorce finally became official after a lot of talking and after they
signed a divorce paper,” said Yuko “I wasn’t with them at that time, but I
learnt what happened from a court clerk. The judge told my parents about what I
said to him, which made them surprised because they never knew how I felt at
all. It didn’t surprise me really because my parents never understood about me
at that time; when they argued they completely forgot I was there. Because of
that the judge declared I should go to boarding school to recover, which I
agreed to at once because as I said I wanted to get away from my parents.
Thanks to the judge’s secretary the judge found out about Kurai Jinsei boarding
school and declared I went there. Of course my mum tried to apologize to me and
wanted me to stay with her, but I told her that her apology was not accepted
and I was going to boarding school. So in the end my parents divorced and I was
sent to the Kurai Jinsei Boarding School”.
“Have you spoken with
any of your parents since then?” Mr Yashiro asked Yuko after she finished her
story.
“No I haven’t,”
answered Yuko “because even now when I think about my parents the bitter
memories come flooding back to me. Not to mention I can still hear their
shouting in my mind, so I still haven’t fully recovered from those times yet.
Going home and seeing either my mum or dad again is something I still don’t
feel like doing yet”.
Mr Yashiro understood
and decided not to ask Shizuyo, Yuko and I anymore questions. Now I am going to
tell you about the boy’s pasts Kiki. I’m warning you though, their stories are
worse than mine, Shizuyo’s and Yuko’s.
Hiroshi lived with
his parents and two younger sisters before, but his life was not happy. You
won’t believe this Kiki but his mother didn’t love him. She only loved her two
daughters. I’ll tell you the reason why in a minute Kiki. Mr Yashiro couldn’t
believe it when Hiroshi told him that, which I’m sure you don’t believe either
Kiki.
“My mother never
cared for me during my life,” said Hiroshi “she never looked at me in the eye,
never smiled at me and I have no memories of ever being held or hugged by her.
Back then it was like I had done something terrible to make her hate me like
that”.
“Did your father know
about this?” asked Mr Yashiro.
“I think he did,”
answered Hiroshi “because my dad always spent days with me when he wasn’t at
work. He would also take me to parks and other places. Really he would do
anything to make me happy I suppose. But he didn’t really do anything about my
mum’s negligence; he just let her do whatever she was doing, like pretending to
be blind to her actions”.
“That’s horrible,”
said Mr Yashiro “and it wasn’t like that for your sisters?”
“Nope, they got all
of mum’s love, attention and praise whereas I didn’t” said Hiroshi, a little
sadly.
Here comes the worst
part Kiki. One night when Hiroshi just turned eleven he found out the reason
why his mother hated him. That night he heard his father shouting to his mother
about her neglecting Hiroshi more than ever. During the argument Hiroshi’s
father blurted out the reason why she hated Hiroshi was because she never
wanted sons.
“That’s no excuse,”
said Mr Yashiro, interrupting the story, “just because she didn’t want any sons,
does not mean she should hate and neglect you Hiroshi”.
“I couldn’t believe
it either,” said Hiroshi “I always thought it was because I was a bad boy to
her. But hearing it was because I wasn’t wanted broke my heart completely”.
Here comes another
worst part Kiki so brace yourself. Finding out the truth of his mother’s
despise hurt Hiroshi so much it made him believe he shouldn’t live anymore.
“I know they say
killing yourself is a sin,” said Hiroshi “but I was so hurt I couldn’t help but
feel I shouldn’t live anymore”.
“You were just in
shock and depressed of knowing the truth that’s all, and you are just a kid so
you would feel like that” said Mr Yashiro.
“Three days after
that night I learnt the truth, I went to the park where a big lake was,” said
Hiroshi “I decided to end my life by drowning in the lake. I looked at the sky,
praying to the heavens to forgive me and let me into heaven so I could be
reborn into a family who would love me. Then I walked into the lake to make
myself drown. What I didn’t know was a policeman was passing by on his bicycle
and he saw me walk into the lake. I only knew that when he ran after me and got
me out of the water. I struggled in the policeman’s arms and shouted ‘no let me
go I want to die!’ But of course the policeman kept on holding me and telling
me to calm down. After that he called for backup so he could take me to the
police station and find out why I tried to drown myself”.
At the police station
Hiroshi told the policeman everything about his mum’s hate and negligence
towards him and told them why she hated him. He also told them about his dad
failing to do anything about her. The policeman was cross from hearing that and
decided to do something about it now. He asked Hiroshi where his dad worked and
Hiroshi told him, and the policeman was on the phone to Hiroshi’s dad at once.
It wasn’t long till
Hiroshi’s father entered the police station in a panic; he had heard about
Hiroshi’s attempted suicide. He was cross and upset with what Hiroshi tried to
do but he was happy that he was okay and pulled him into a hug. The policeman
spoke severely to Hiroshi’s dad about his wife’s negligence towards Hiroshi and
that he doesn’t do anything about it. Hiroshi’s dad sadly confessed that he
always knew, ever since he married his wife, she didn’t want to have any sons.
But he believed that she would have changed her mind once they did have a son,
but of course when Hiroshi was born she didn’t change her mind.
“I don’t really know
what to do,” said Hiroshi’s dad “I mean I hate how my wife treats our son, but
I still love her and believe that she will come to her senses soon”.
“Oh really Mr Masui?”
said the policeman, crossly, “then tell me this. What are you going to do if
your wife continues to hate her son for the rest of her life? And what will you
do if your wife gives birth to another son, and she treats him the same way she
treats Hiroshi?” Hiroshi’s dad flinched and stayed silent. “Mr Masui,” said the
policeman “you leave me no choice; I’m calling the child social authorities to
see what they have to say about this, for the sake of your son’s happiness and
future”.
So in the end Kiki
the social authorities visited Hiroshi’s parents after hearing what the
policeman told them. Of course the mother showed no remorse on her actions and
showed how she only cared about her daughters. The authorities declared that
Hiroshi would be sent to boarding school and the parents would not be allowed
to see Hiroshi until Hiroshi said he wanted to see them again.
“So I transferred to
the Kurai Jinsei Boarding school,” said Hiroshi “and before you ask Mr Yashiro
no I have not contacted nor seen my family since then. I still hate my mum for
how she treated me and I still don’t want to see my dad because he never tried
to do anything about mum”.
“You really had a
difficult time there Hiroshi,” said Mr Yashiro “and I’m glad the policeman was
there to stop you from committing suicide. If you died you would never have met
your five friends here”.
“It is true;” Hiroshi
admitted “once I befriended Tatsuya and Kouhei I started to perk up and become
happy again. And of course meeting Kyoko, Shizuyo and Yuko made it better”.
I’m certainly happy
that Hiroshi is still here Kiki; I told you before I like him a lot.
Now I will tell you
Tatsuya’s story. He lived with his mother and father in a house, but his life
was very unfair. Tatsuya’s father was a C.E.O. of a company therefore he was
very demanding and always expected too much out of people. It was the same on
his wife and son. For example he expects his wife to always arrange his clothes
to be ready in the morning before he goes to work, and always have dinner ready
on the table for him when he gets back from work and never does anything
himself. As for Hiroshi; his dad made him study all the time and not let him
have any time to play and spend time with friends.
“That sounds like
your father is one of those high demanding lords from the Meiji era;” said Mr
Yashiro “wanting the whole family to always be perfect and not wanting them to
have fun in case it disgraced the family name”.
“That’s exactly what
he’s like,” said Tatsuya “and what’s even worse is that every time I found something
that makes me happy, my dad would make a judge of it and then take it away from
me like it’s a bad thing for me. As for my mum, well she loves me of course and
I love her. But she always take’s my dad’s side. Back when I was starting to
learn to read and write my dad made me practice reading and writing for hours
nonstop. Of course I hated it and told my mum that but she just told me to do as
my dad said and concentrate on learning to read and write. And another time, my
mum got me some video games for my birthday to play with. But dad told her to
take them back at once; to him video games are a waste of time and a
distraction to my school work. I begged mum not to do that but she just said
whatever dad says we do, and she took back the games”.
“Sounds to me your
mother is the type of woman who can’t stand up to anybody, not even her own
husband, like a real pushover” said Mr Yashiro.
“That’s exactly what
she’s like,” said Tatsuya “I mean mum worked hard to keep him happy, but
nothing she did satisfied him. And she just kept being the good obedient wife,
and never stood up to him once no matter how unfair he treated her or me. The
only time I ever became happy was when I was eight. At that time I made a
friend with this boy named Riki who loved to play football. He was so full of
spirit and I ended up bonding with him because not only did he teach me to play
football, he also taught me how to have a good time with my life. But my dad
didn’t like me spending time with Riki; he thought Riki was a bad influence on
me and would put me off from my studies. Urgh it was the same when I made other
friends around that time too. I felt like my dad didn’t want me to have friends
at all”.
One summer day when
Tatsuya was eleven he decided to rebel against his father’s orders for once. That
time Riki and his family were going to move to live in another town, which of
course made Tatsuya upset. But Riki asked Tatsuya if he wanted to spend the
whole weekend with him playing football together for the last time. Tatsuya
accepted at once because there was no way he was going to miss the chances of
playing with his friend for the last time. The only problem was his father was
never going to allow it, which is why Tatsuya made a plan.
“That Saturday I told
my parents I was going to spend the day studying at the library,” said Tatsuya
“of course that was a lie, but there was no way I was going to tell them,
especially my dad, that I was going to play with Riki all day because they
would never agree to that. My dad accepted that right away and told me to study
hard while mum just told me to be careful. Then I left the house to secretly
play with Riki. Playing with Riki that day was one of my best days ever; finally
a whole day of laughing and playing and no studying so hard”.
“I understand that,”
said Mr Yashiro “I like having a whole day to myself too without having to work
and things. But what did you do about Sunday? The libraries are closed on
Sundays”.
“Ah I asked my mum on
that day if I could go and see Riki because he was going to move on Monday, and
she agreed,” said Tatsuya “so I spent the Sunday at Riki’s house, having a good
time and all. I even said my goodbyes to him and gave him a goodbye gift; a
brand new football. It did make me sad because Riki was moving, but we promised
to keep in contact with phone calls and letters of course. So I didn’t stay sad
for long”.
Here comes the worst
part of Tatsuya’s story Kiki. When Tatsuya got home after spending the last day
with Riki, his father was there waiting for him and he was very cross. He had found
out that Tatsuya lied about going to the library on Saturday and found about
him spending two days with Riki and no studying. It made him so cross that he hit
Tatsuya for lying and disobeying him. He even grounded him for the rest of the
summer as well as not let him play with his friends for the rest of the summer.
“That was when I got
cross with my dad,” said Tatsuya “I pushed him onto the floor, shouted I hated
him and then went off to my room to have a tantrum. Later that evening my mum
came into my room to check on me. I complained to her nonstop of how unfair it
was of the way dad treated me and not let me be happy. I also complained about
how I hated him for trying to make me a robot of studying”.
“How did your mum
respond?” asked Mr Yashiro.
“At first she was
silent,” said Tatsuya “but then she revealed to me that my dad decided to send
me to boarding school. I told her that was fine with me; at least that way my
dad wouldn’t control me there. Once summer was over I was sent to the Kurai
Jinsei Boarding School immediately. I was glad I was going there because I had
finally gained my freedom of my dad’s strictness and control. So I no longer
had to live like a robot of studying”.
“I take it you’ve
never gone home for holidays because of your father Tatsuya?” asked Mr Yashiro.
“You’re right about
that;” answered Tatsuya “I mean if I ever stepped one foot in that house it
would be my father demanding me to study all over the holiday. I so don’t want
to go back to that again”. Mr Yashiro understood.
I will now tell you
Kouhei’s story, but I warn you Kiki his life was really unfair. Kouhei’s dad
was an alcoholic and whenever he was upset with something he turned violent on
his own wife and son. Kouhei’s mum got abused by him the most while Kouhei hid
away in his room so he wouldn’t see or hear anything.
“Having an alcoholic
and abusive parent is a worse thing to ever have,” said Mr Yashiro “did your
dad ever hit you Kouhei?”
“Well what I ever got
really was my dad throwing things at me like bottles and cans, which gave me
cuts and bruises,” answered Kouhei “only my mum got the physical abuse like
slaps, punches and kicks”.
Mr Yashiro didn’t
like the sound of this story one bit, which I’m sure you don’t either Kiki.
“Did your mother ever
ask for a divorce?” asked Mr Yashiro.
“No,” answered Kouhei
“you won’t believe this but despite the abuse my mum still remained faithful to
my dad. She once told me that my dad used to be a kind man before and after I
was born. And she hoped that he would go back to be kind and loving again,
which is why she didn’t want to leave him”.
“That is a stupid way
of thinking, not to mention dangerous,” said Mr Yashiro “once a person becomes
violent and abusive, it’s impossible for them to stop being like that. That’s
why it’s best to get away from people like that as soon as possible”.
“My mum’s friends,
who knew about the abuse, said the same thing to my mum and told her again and
again to leave him, but my mum wouldn’t have it” said Mr Yashiro.
One day though Kouhei
got into a predicament with his dad when he was ten. He came home from school,
finding neither his mum nor dad home yet. So the house was quiet for now. While
the house was quiet, Kouhei took a bath and did his homework. But then he heard
somebody coming to the house and he went to see who it was. Unfortunately it
was his dad.
“I called out to him
from the top of the stairs to say welcome back,” said Kouhei “but to my mistake
my dad was in one of his moods again. He yelled at me from downstairs, asking
where mum was. I told him she was probably out shopping, but he started
accusing me of lying to him”.
“That’s one of the
problems with alcoholic people, they’re not very good listeners and believers”
said Mr Yashiro.
“Yes well I told him
again I didn’t know, but he still didn’t believe me,” said Kouhei “then he came
stomping up the stairs, grabbed me by my clothes, and asked me again where mum
was. At that moment I started to get scared he would hit me like he hits mum,
so I pushed him to make him let me go. But when I pushed him he fell down the
stairs and became unconscious. After seeing what had happened I quickly ran
down the stairs to see if my dad was okay, but he didn’t respond to me. So I
quickly got to a phone and dialled 119 for an ambulance”.
It wasn’t long till
an ambulance came and took Kouhei and his dad to the hospital. While at the
hospital Kouhei told the doctor about what had happened.
“I can tell this
wasn’t your fault Kouhei,” said the doctor “I have been told before about your
father’s abuse, so don’t you worry”.
“My mum soon came to
the hospital and the doctor told her what happened,” said Kouhei “it made her
feel ashamed for not getting home before dad did and having to leave me to deal
with dad alone. The doctor had a long talk about my dad and his abusive ways to
mum and declared it was time that my dad was arrested for his abuse”.
“Forgive me for
saying this Mrs Takayama but if you let that man continue his ways, you and
your son may end up killed by him,” said the doctor “I have seen many people
who have died at the hands of an abusive person”.
“Hearing the word
killed made my mum finally agreed that my dad was too much of a dangerous man
to stay with,” said Kouhei “and so she phoned the police and told them
everything about my dad’s abuse. As soon as my dad recovered from the accident
he was arrested immediately, which was fine with me because I didn’t want to
see him ever again. When my dad got arrested and sent to prison, I thought my
mum and I could finally live happy together without that man around. But I was
wrong because not long after my dad’s arrest, my mother suddenly sent me away
to the Kurai Jinsei Boarding School”.
What happened was Kiki;
Kouhei’s mother fell into depression because of all that happened with her
husband. And it made her take up drinking like her husband.
“Ah I see what had
happened there Kouhei;” said Mr Yashiro “she sent you to the boarding school
because she feared she would end up hurting you the same way your father did”.
“Yeah but I wasn’t happy
when she did that;” said Kouhei “she made the whole decision without even
telling me. She didn’t even give me a hug or a kiss goodbye when a car came to
take me to the boarding school. Because of that I have refused to contact her
or go home and see her once in a while. As of now I still cannot forgive her
for abandoning me just like that”.
In my opinion Kiki it
was good Kouhei did come to the Kurai Jinsei Boarding School because he was
safe from having to live with his depressed mother. I have heard stories about
people living with relatives who are depressed; and nothing good comes with
staying with people like that, just like it isn’t good to stay with abusive
people. And another good thing about Kouhei having been sent to the school was that
he met new friends to make him happy again and forget about his parents.
After my friends and
I finished telling our stories to Mr Yashiro he sighed and looked at us with
pity. “It all makes perfect sense now why you kids have stayed at the boarding
school for six years or so and not gone home once” he said. He also had a look
on his face saying ‘something has to be done about this’.
“There is something
else we also need to tell you sir,” said Hiroshi “Tatsuya, Kouhei and I are
still living troubled lives at the school. Because I attempted suicide, Tatsuya
rebelled against his dad and Kouhei pushed his dad on some stairs by accident,
we are still treated like we are problematic children that will do something
bad again in a minute”.
“Say no more
Hiroshi,” said Mr Yashiro “I have heard about how you boys are always under
suspicion, especially by that gym teacher Mr Kisaragi; I also heard about
that incident with him and the police two years ago. When I next phone the
school I’ll have a talk with him about that”.
For some reason Kiki
I felt better after my friends and I told Mr Yashiro our stories; it felt like
having a father around to share my problems. I haven’t spoken to my dad for a
long time so I’ve forgotten what it felt like to talk to a dad you know. Now
you know the stories behind me and my friends Kiki. I told you they were long
stories.