Solve the 2nd Problem

"Okay, five hours left," I said as I finished preparing an area in the corner next to the bedroom. It was in middle of my bed and the window. I specifically chose that place for the plan to work.

I can see the time of my penalty in the diary. That's a little convenient I suppose.

< 2 hours and 43 minutes left>

*So, you're going to chain yourself so that you wouldn't kill anybody. I highly doubt that would work*

"I know what I'm doing." I hold my fist in irritation. "Don't you dare lecture me."

*fine, fine, I backed off.* That old fart seems to a little fearful for some reason. Whatever, it's not like I care about him.

I then restrained myself with those heavy chains that I brought. Then locked it tightly so that it wouldn't lose.

I connected the chains to the window and the bed. I intended to solve my second and the great problem by chaining myself. I know it's a weird way to solve a problem but what choice do I have? When I lost my consciousness, my psychopath instincts awake and that could cause danger to others.

"Now I just have to wait." Time was going by as I wait there. Besides, I also closed the door with a bookshelf and chair. So that I wouldn't able to get out of this room even if I try hard. When I first went to college, I got similar feelings like that. I was confined in the classroom. It felt like I was suffocated by the people around me. The classmate was making me puck. Ahah… I don't want to remember that….

As I was dripping in my thoughts, I felt the same pain as last time. That sharp sensation, that dark dream cursing my humanity. It was so sore that I suddenly began trying to free myself to escape from it. But then again, I stopped.

It's like my consciousness was fading and coming back simultaneously. I was trying my best to hold my awareness but I was almost my wit's end. There is a limit that I can push myself. If I hit that limit I was done for, I'm coming near that boundary more swiftly than I expected. All of a sudden, I attempted to break the chains with all my might. It didn't break yet.

Nevertheless, the bed moved slightly from its respected place. I was astounded to see that I was able to move the bed. When I moved to this apartment, i needed two persons to budge it. On top of that, I wasn't able to do anything with my skinny body. I was embarrassed than not able to do anything.

Certainly, the chains were made of pure metal. They didn't even crack a little bit. Despite the look on the shop keepers face, he sells pretty good materials. Perhaps I should visit him again sometimes. Though I don't know this time he would arrest me by police for buying those single-handedly. Last time he was quite suspicious of me.

As I was thinking that I might pull this off successfully, my inner strength was unleashed with full power, The chained broke with within a second. I didn't expect that to happen. Up until now, I had my consciousness with me. But it started to fade just like last time. I was blurring out of this world.

The sunlight was hitting my eyes with its vivid light and as a result, I opened up my dead eyes. The first thing I saw was my hands. Last time when I was unconscious my hand was covered with the blood of that cat. So, this time I wanted to assure that. I grazed on my hands nervously but it wasn't covered with blood. I was very pleased to see that.

*Don't get the wrong idea. You totally nailed it yesterday. You broke the chain in a few seconds.*

Now that that old fart mentions it, my hands were freed from the chain when I regained my awareness. Looking around continuously, I get a grasp of my surroundings. The chain was broken into two portions and was laying next to my right leg, shattering some broken metal particles all over the place. The bed was near moved a lot from its own habitation.

*The next thing you did was get to break out of the room. Maybe you recalled last night's technic. You attempted furthermore but failed to do that as it was blocked by the bookshelf. That shelf is now in small fragments. But you almost managed to out. Though you fall on the ground at the last minute. *

I stared at the door and it was in terrible shape. Perhaps I was out of energy when I smashed the bookshelf so I wasn't able to destroy the door although it was in a bad form. Anyone from outside would have thought of it as a beast tried to break out my room. Seeing the almost shattered door, I became quite depressed. I tried my best to cope with the situation but at the last minute I failed miserably. Though I didn't harm anyone or any being. That's a plus point. But how much longer I will be able to keep this up. If I did this one more day I would be more likely be died from the pain. Is there no way to stop this? Why am I the only one to survive like this? In the end, do I have to kill humans to stay alive? Should I ask peter about any solutions? He is a good person. I know he would help me. In this cruel world, he's the only person who could help me.

Every time the classmates of my college harass me, he would rush to help when he was also afraid of them. I think that's for the sake of pure friendship. The friend who you wouldn't find in danger is not a friend, he is evil. That kind of friendship can't be called friendship. That's some selfish reasoning.

No, that would cause more trouble for him. I don't want to involve any person. I thought as I went out of my apartment.