“So… now that we’re lovers…”
Several tens of minutes had passed since our confession (?), and our excitement was finally starting to subside.
But now that I’ve cooled down and thought about it, I realize what a terrible thing this has turned out to be…
i have gynophobia and I get a very beautiful girlfriend, which is so contradictory that it even makes me laugh.
I’m sure she’s thinking the same thing as her beautiful dark eyes sparkle in front of me.
“Do you remember what happened today?”
“Eh, ah, yeah.”
Her story was not the one I had imagined, but it was one I didn’t really want to mention.
How could I forget the tragedy that occurred during our date?
I will never forget the tragedy that occurred during our date, when we were attacked by a group of men with a bad reputation, who beat me up and almost took Ginro-san away.
“Of course, I’d like to forget about it right now.”
But the scar on my face won’t let me forget for another week.
I am sure I will not feel much pain now because of the adrenaline rush from all that has happened, but I expect that in a few minutes I will run out of adrenaline and will be in severe pain.
“…At that time, I was so grateful that you helped me. I couldn’t speak out of fear of being touched by a man, but I was really happy…”
“Oh, it’s not a big deal, and I ended up getting beaten up, so it’s embarrassing…”
The person who should want to forget that incident the most should be Ginro-san, but she was thanking me for it, which made me feel deeply touched. What a kind person she was…
“There’s nothing to be embarrassed about… If there were a real prince charming in this world, it would be you, Yuran-kun.”
“Oh, um, but I really didn’t do anything, so the thanks should go to Yuji-kun… right?”
“…I can’t talk to anyone but you, Yuran-kun.”
“Oh, yeah… I’ll convey your message to Yuji. Sorry about that.”
It’s too embarrassing to look directly at her. Why can’t I express my heartfelt questions now when I was able to earlier?
“But you carried me all the way here when I fainted out of fear, so you’re my true prince charming, Yuran-kun.”
Just to clarify, I don’t have a very princely appearance. I felt so embarrassed that I could die.
“But this body was touched by those other men.”
Oh, come to think of it, Ginro-san was touched by those men, on her ch*st and b*tt*cks, among other places. I couldn’t forgive them; I wanted to beat them up. Even now, I want to beat them up.
Their fate was already sealed when Yuji-kun took care of them. I was relieved when I received a message from him earlier saying that they had been thoroughly dealt with.
“That’s why I want you to overwrite those memories, Yuran-kun.”
“Even now, I can hear their disgusting voices echoing in the back of my mind… So I want you to overwrite those memories for me.”
“Uh… How do I do that?”
Ginro-san’s slender fingers intertwined with mine, leading them to her chest.
“Touch me, touch my body, please…”
“Eh smp eh?!”
This sudden turn of events was like something out of an er*t*c manga.
I was so shocked that I uttered words without thinking.
“Please, Yuran-kun… With your hands, please…”
Ginro-san pleaded with me in a voice so soft it seemed like it would vanish. But I had only been forcibly touched before, and I had never touched a woman’s body in any other context. It was a bit too overwhelming for me.
But if it could help heal Ginro-san’s wounds…
I’ll do anything I can.
Guided by Ginro-san’s hand, I touched her body. The sensation of a woman’s soft and smooth skin enveloped my hand, and her heartbeat pulsed through my hand as it touched her chest.
Was Ginro-san feeling nervous too?
Suddenly, my vision went completely dark. My face had been pressed against Ginro-san’s chest. She was holding me tightly, so tightly.
“Yuran-kun… I love you… Yuran-kun… I love you so much…”
Ginro-san’s fragile and sweet voice echoed in the quiet park.
I don’t know if this was the right thing to do, in fact, it felt quite twisted. But for now, this was okay…
That’s what I thought on that December night.
“Haa, a field trip for social studies…”
I lay on my bed, looking at the letter that was handed out at school today.
At my school, once a year, each grade goes on a field trip called a “social studies excursion.” Until last year, I used to look forward to it every year.
Eh? Why am I not excited this year?
It’s because my big brother isn’t here anymore.
I used to enjoy sharing my thoughts about the field trip with my big brother until late into the night. But he’s gone somewhere.
For me, the field trip was an excuse to talk to my big brother a lot, so naturally, if he’s not here, the whole point of the field trip diminishes. That’s just how it is.
Besides, the location for the social studies excursion seems kind of dull.
“Haa, this is the worst…”
I muttered unconsciously.
Things just aren’t going well for me…
“Mana, dinner’s ready!”
I heard my mom calling me. Oh, dinner’s ready…
Even though I don’t really have an appetite, I can’t reject the meal my mom prepared for me. I got up from my bed and left my room.
My name is Mana Kimisaki, the younger step-sister of Yuran Kimisaki.
Eh? Where are we going for the social studies excursion?
It’s in a place called the “Ouzakura District.”
End of the first arc