Ghost School

Izumi's Life: The Destruction of the Arato Family

I thought my bad life was just about being hostile to a classmate and not getting the affection from my dad that I always used to be. But I was wrong.

It was just the beginning of my real life.

A few days after the class increase reportage and also my 5th birthday, there was a big problem in my family.

My father, Arato Kirein, is, who is a CEO in a company is considered to fail to run the company he leads because it makes the company bankrupt due to lack of research and error in decision making to make the company suffered a huge loss.

because of his mistake, my father and the company's board had to pay compensation as responsibility for the company.

My family's property and wealth were confiscated until nothing was left. The CEO's job was also removed from my father's.

Fortunately there was still a house owned by my mother and some other personal assets owned by my mother that were not taken.

We then stayed at my mother's house. The house is big, but not as big as the house we previously occupied.

And even though my dad's not CEO anymore, but I still never saw him anywhere.

I questioned it again to my mother.

"Mama, where's papa? You're not busy working anymore, but why hasn't Izu seen her?" Much

"Izumi, please understand. Papa's been really hard hit about what's been going on lately. Let papa be alone first"

"All right...." Mumbles

Although some time has passed, I still did not see my father.

One night, I accidentally woke up from sleep and heard the voices of adult men and mothers talking.

"Father! That must be papa!"

I immediately got up and ran out of the room, thinking I could have met my father who did not know what his face was like.

But my mother went straight into my room before I could see the person who was talking to my mother earlier.

"Mama! There was papa, right? Izu wants to see papa!" Shouted

"Papa? What does Izumi mean?" Ask her to doubt

"Izu heard me talking to a grown man. That guy's papa, right?" Much

"No, my mom didn't meet anyone. Izumi must have been dreaming. Now let's go back to sleep. Mama will accompany Izumi until Izumi goes back to sleep"

"Mama lied" I thought

I knew very well that the one just wasn't a dream and I could clearly hear my mother talking to someone.

It made me ask again, what is the reason mom wouldn't let me meet dad.

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Days passed and the day for the new semester came.

As soon as I entered the school environment, people immediately looked at me and whispered.

"Eh, he's the one 'that' right?"

"Wasn't he ranked first in 1st grade?"

"It's been his life"

As soon as I got into class, everyone mocked me.

"I know karma exists. And for example, it's in front of us"

"I wonder if he can still be as arrogant as before?"

"Get out of this school!!"

Even so, I did not care about their words and pretended not to hear them.

I studied as usual and it made others dislike me.

Those who initially only sneered, now began to commit acts of physical violence.

They came and ganged on me.

"Hey! Do you know where you are? You are no longer the son of a CEO. Don't be so great!" He screamed while clutching my collar.

"It's stupid once~ Taking care of one company just can't. Hence his son could be as arrogant as this is not taught~"

My mother taught me once. Although it was in trouble, but a young master should be able to hold his expression still in any situation.

I did what Mom taught me.

Furious that I didn't show any reaction, one of them hit me in the face.

"You're really upsetting!"

"Let's go everything! I don't want to see him much longer!"

After coming home from school my mother asked me for a bruise on my cheek.

"Izumi, what's your cheek?"

"Don't accidentally fall earlier" I murmured

Since then I have been routinely harassed by them. It is not uncommon for my right hand to be deliberately injured so that I have trouble writing. So I started learning to write with my left hand too.

Every day I practiced secretly writing with my left hand. Because if any class knows, they'll make both my hands unable to write.

During a year of practice, I finally got used to using my left hand and I re-sharpened my skills by writing simultaneously on my right and left hand. Over time, I can do that too.

Writing problems can be solved. Not with the torture I was subjected to.

The torture continued every day until I was 7 years old and in 4th grade. They kept hitting me for no reason, crossing my desk, throwing my bag away, even dousing me with water.

They do it because they are jealous. The present me, who is not at their level anymore, is above them. So they're trying so hard to get me out of school that they don't have any more big rivals.

And I started to realize there was something strange about my school.

"Izumi, what's the problem at school?"

"There's nothing"

"Everytime you come home always gets hurt. Did your classmate hurt you?"

"That's nothing"

Mom looked down at me softly, then stroked my head.

"Izumi, tell mama what's really going on?" Soft mother's words

"They... Ganged at Izu because papa is no longer the CEO" I muttered

Hearing that my mother was shocked and crying. Mother immediately hugged while rubbing my back gently.

"Izumi, how about Izumi just change schools? Mama can't let Izumi continue like that until she graduates Primary School"

I did want it, but I also knew the condition of my family back then.

My family is in debt now. I can't get my mom to add to my debt for my school change.

"It's okay, ma. Izu never responded to them like you taught her. So they'll leave right away because Izu didn't give a reaction"

"If left unchecked, they could hurt Izumi even more"

"Izu does not want to increase the burden of mama if you change schools"

"Izumi is not a burden to my mom. It was my mother's responsibility to protect Izumi" Mama said softly

I rubbed the tears on my mother's cheek that had been flowing.

"As long as there's mama, Izu's fine no matter what the problem is"

Hearing that, my mother cried even more and more and more tightly hugged me.

"When mama put Izumi into Primary School early because she was worried that Izumi would become an adult not yet in time. But it was even in Primary School that Izumi was forced into adulthood. It's mama's fault"

"sorry. Forgive mom and dad. It's all our fault, but it's Izumi who's been affected the most. Forgive us, Izumi"

Not long after, she stopped crying and left because someone wanted to do business. But I know that mom went to hide and cried again because she didn't want me to worry.

After that, the days passed as usual. At home there was just me and my mom, I don't know where my dad went every day and I was like always, I never saw him.

At school I was still routinely gang-raped by young masters and scorned by young ladies. Even so, my academic grades did not drop at all just because of that problem.

Day after day I kept hoping to meet the father, and continued to be physically tormented by people in class.

Although sometimes I get tired of it all, but once I see mom, all the pain goes away. You can always bring back that drained energy because of all those problems.

I was thinking, maybe everything is fine no matter what the problem is going forward.

As long as there is a mother by my side.

That's what I was thinking.

But fate did not go as I wanted.

Destiny took away all my hopes and desires. An ordinary little hope and desire, yet it means so much to me.

At the age of 8, my hell life began.