Chapter 15: 26 January: Desire and Love

Translator: Soafp

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Pururururururururururu

Late at night in pitch black darkness.

The unceasing ringtone, as annoying as the siren of a police car, was definitely taking over my room with its insanity.

“Still no stop, Ginro-san”

Yes, the sender of this incessant ringtone is Ginro-san.

And this storm of incoming calls has been going on for three hours at the present time.

I think the reason why she committed such a heinous act is because I cut off all contact with her after I came home,

When she kissed me at school, I thought of my sister’s face, and I saw her with Ginro’s. That’s why I cut off contact with her. That’s the reason why I cut off all contact with her.

She always calls me until midnight when she gets home, but if I suddenly stopped answering her phone… well, she would get suspicious.

To be honest, I don’t know what kind of face to make.

I overlapped Ginro-san’s ecstatic expression as she sought me with that of my sister who was straddling me.

I realized that the vectors of their love may be pointing in the same direction, though in different forms.

I always imagine the worst.

I always imagine the worst.

“….”

I was irritated at my own shallow thinking.

I don’t know what to look like when I talk to her.

I put my phone in the corner of the room, wrapped myself in the thick comforter and nuzzled my face into the pillow.

“Just stop…”

Chun-chun.

The sun comes out with the chirping of birds.

It’s early in the morning.

“..It’s morning…I can sleep even in that situation.”

In a sense, I take my hat off to myself for my high desire for sleep, and pick up my phone, which is placed in the corner of the room and complains of its lack of functionality.

“My notifications have stopped, but my incoming call history is still very large…”

The incoming call history was indeed inscribed with 148 calls, a number that could have made my eyeballs pop out of my head.

“Ginro-san…I wonder if she’s not sleeping…”

With this many calls just for this one night, Ginro-san surely hasn’t slept a wink.

“I’m sorry…”

I sit down deeply on the bed, feeling sorry for my inadequacy to keep running away from Ginro-san.

“Ginro-san…”

Pirorin!

“Woah!”

Suddenly, a LINE notification came in.

The timing was so perfect that a strange voice unintentionally spilled out.

“..From Ginro-san.”

I am endlessly curious as to what kind of message was sent…

I want to decide how to respond accordingly…

Fearfully, with trembling fingers, I check the message from Ginro-san, trying not to read it.

If I read the message, I would be in big trouble, I somehow knew that.

Bleep…

“Hmm…”

[Are you awake?]

[Tired from the long sermon from the teacher?]

[I’m sorry I’m getting on your nerves…]

[…call me when you wake up…]

“…And a stamp. I think this stamp is cute.”

It doesn’t seem like she’s suspicious yet, I’m sorry Ginro-san, but at least today I have to think carefully about you… and Nee-san

I fell back on the bed and covered my eyes with my arms.

“Ginro…san…”

I love you, there is no doubt about that.

But it’s also true that I was afraid of her yesterday.

“Endless contradictions, ha…that’s just like me.”

Pirorin

“…..!”

The sudden sound of a notification causes me to jump out of bed.

I pick up my phone and check the time to find that it is around eight o’clock.

“Is it that late already?”

Apparently, I had fallen asleep while thinking about Ginro-san.

“Haa…”

I sigh unintentionally.

…A message from Ginro-san…

I check again with trembling fingers.

[It’s already eight o’clock?]

[No matter how tired Yuran is, how can Yuran stay in bed until eight o’clock?]

[Maybe, but are you ignoring me?]

“Seriously…”

The phone slips clean through my hands and falls onto the bed.

“It’s too soon for her to notice…”

Sometimes Ginro-san’s good intuition makes me fear beyond respect, but this time it’s far beyond that. I don’t have the vocabulary to properly express my current feelings, but I’m sure something more than fear is hitting me right now.

Pirorin

Pirolin

Messages are pouring in at a furious pace. Apparently, I don’t have time to think.

“Could it be…”

[you’re ignoring me…]

[I’m going to get angry]

“Not good, not good, not good.”

I scratch my hair messily in impatience.

Pirolin.

[If you’re doing this to surprise me, I’m sorry to put a damper on your surprise.]

[Surprises like that? I don’t really like it.]

[I just want to have a nice talk with Yuran.]

[Please, reply as soon as possible.]

[ miss you.]

My heart hurts, it’s as if I’m being hit with a blunt instrument.

However, if I reply without thinking, I might hurt Ginro-san.

What should I do?

Time is a cruel thing.

That’s why I didn’t realize that an hour had passed since the last message was sent.

Pirolin

[ulan.]

A message is sent.

I don’t know what kind of expression Ginro-san has on her face right now as she types, but I can imagine.

A feeling of guilt takes over my whole body.

[Maybe you don’t like me anymore?]

[Ah…kiss…you didn’t like it after all?]

[If you didn’t]

[‘m sorry.]

[I’m sorry… and I won’t do it again.]

[Forgive me.]

[I just want to be next to Yulan.]

[Please]

[Please forgive me.]

“I’m sorry.”

I was very upset, because I could tell how distressed Ginro-san was just by the words

“——Ah”

A moment.

I felt my fingers tighten at the moment.

Yes, the dangerous thing about this function is that if a little force is misplaced, the talk screen will open.

“I-I have done it now…”

The worst mistake.

Probably, the word

“read”

is engraved exactly on the talk screen of Ginro-san’s phone.

[Yuran!?]

“Ugh, whatever!”

Half in desperation, I type a message to Ginro-san.

[Sorry Ginro-san! I was really asleep!]

[Thank god…I thought you didn’t like me.]

Pirorin

[No, I’m not!]

[I’m so sorry.]

[I would never hate you!]

[But if you don’t call me at night…if you leave me without contacting me, I’ll get anxious.]

“…”

[I’m so sorry!]

[I didn’t answer the phone.]

[I’m always such a bad person.]

I carefully examine the few choices of words and compose sentences according to Ginro-san’s words.

There is no room for error.

[Yes.]

[But that’s enough!]

[But let me have fun on today’s date, okay?]

“Eh…Ah?”

My efforts were in vain, and the devil’s word

[Date.]

is what I feared the most of.

Worst of all…

[Today is the day I will take turns to go to Yuran’s house.]

[I’ll be at Yuran’s apartment at 10:00!]

[See you later.]

The messages from Ginro-san did not stop.

And the momentum doesn’t stop either.

So…

[Sure]

This was the only card I could play with Ginro-san.

Today is Saturday, and we have a date at home every Saturday without fail. I was so confused that I forgot all about it.

This is not good, this is not good, this is not good, this is not good, ….What should I do!!

If I don’t do something, Ginro-san, who has good intuition, will see through it all and it will be the end!

I have to think, I only have one hour left…it’s still time to do something.

Even if I die, I can’t let Ginro-san realize what happened, I can’t let that happen!

And…

I have to prevent the hell house date at all costs!

My long day begins…