A Week From the Diary of Sasake Yume

2024-04-15

I killed my boss today.

It was after a client dinner, and he and the clients were knee deep in sake by the end of the night. They had been teasing me all night about my slow pace, and my boss decided to bring up the story from my first week when I underestimated my tolerance and embarassed myself in front of a different set of clients, losing their contract as a result. They all laughed. I pretended to.

I guess it wasn't enough for him scold me in front of the rest of the office if I dare show up two minutes late, or make me the designated unpaid overtimer, or make lewd comments about my skirt length when he thought no one else was listening. When he's not putting on a good face for others, his favorite passtime is taking me down a peg. This was last straw of many that had been accumulating over the past two years.

I made up my mind about it while they laughed. Before the clients left, I told them I'd ensure my boss made it home safe. When we got to his penthouse by the nice part of Shibuya, I guided him over to the bathroom. I took a knife from his kitchen, got undressed, and stabbed him until he stopped writhing on the floor. I made sure to face his head away as I did it. I didn't want to give him the final benefit of seeing me in my underwear. I let him bleed for a while before sawing his limbs, throwing them into a trash bag, cleaning the bathroom and myself, and then hauling the bag into the building's incinerator chute.

People will wonder why he's missing tomorrow, and they'll know I was the last person to see him. I'll have an alibi: I escorted him home and then took out his trash for him before I left.

2024-04-16

The boss showed up for work this morning. I'm sure I killed him, but there he was, in his usual meetings and making his typical rounds about the office. I think I would've preffered to be interrogated by the police than see the man I dismembered last night alive and well. I didn't know what to expect when called me into his office in the afternoon, but it definatly wasn't recieving praise on the client dinner the preivous night. I think I must've looked very pale, becuase he asked me if I needed to go home early. I said yes, and he told me to be sure to make up the hours sometime this week.

I've just gotten back from his penthouse. I went there once the sun went down and rang his door. He was hesitant to let me in, but I said it was something important that couldn't wait until tomorrow. When he let me in, I knocked him out with a hammer and threw his body over the balcony. I left fast out a back entrance to the building before the news and EMTs showed up. If anyone asks, I'll say he tried to rape me, but I managed to escape, and that I hadn't been there when he jumped.

2024-04-17

He was alive again today. I nearly had a heart attack when he wished me good morning. He's never done that before today, acknowledge me in such an unformal way. He smiled more today than he ever had in all the time I've been working here. He slipped me a note after lunch inviting me to drinks that night. I brought rat poison with me, and waited untill he went to use the restroom to pour it into his drink. It must have been the beer, but for some reason he looked and sounded more handsome than I had ever thought in my life. I'm not sure why I started to regret spiking him as the night went on. He started to feel sick so I suggested we walk outside on one of the quieter streets. I waited a while to call for help when he started to cough up blood.

He looked at me like a traitor while I stood over him, watching him die. His eyes had an angelic quality to them. They entranced me, and when the light faded from them, I felt sad. The police asked questions when they showed up. I can't remember the lies I told. They'll probably get me for this one. I'll be fine with that as long as he's dead.

2024-04-18

I don't know why I thought it would work this time. He kept giving me glances during the morning. At lunch, he pulled me into the custodian's closet and started kissing me. I didn't pull back for what felt like a minute until he started to try and unbuttom my blouse. I pushed him away and said something about not while at work. I felt hot all afternoon.

He waited for me after quitting time, and walked me to the train station. The conversations was nice, and almost distracted me from my hatred of him. He rode the train with me as if he was coming to my apartment. When we got off at the station, he said something about how I should go ahead and quit before he proposes so HR won't raise eyes. I pushed him into the oncoming train. People were there to see it this time. Maybe if others witness it, it'll be permanant. I can't wait for the police to knock on the door and take me away.

2024-04-19

He was laying next to me when I woke up this morning. I got up and made coffee and breakfast for the both of us. I straightened his tie and kissed him before he left for the office. There's a picture of our wedding on the shelf in the kitchen. I feel sick. Sick and happy.

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Pub: 02 Feb 2025 23:59 UTC

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