Extra 8: Pink Monologue Part 2

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Translator: Soafp

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Spring. I entered Tenka Academy.

Academically, I had no issues. But because I had missed school often due to poor health, I wasn't good at socializing. The close friends I had in middle school had gone on to other high schools, and I was anxious about possibly ending up isolated.

To my surprise, I made friends right away. Many people came up and talked to me.

The reason was simple: I was the younger sister of the Red Goddess.

At first, I wasn't happy about it. But for someone like me who struggled with people, it was a lifeline. I figured I might as well take advantage of whatever I could.

My high school life got off to a smooth start, but I had a goal. A big one—to take revenge on the so-called “Four-Colored Goddesses” that Tenka Academy proudly celebrated.

I already knew the Blue and Black Goddesses from middle school. The only one I wasn't familiar with was the White Goddess. She was the one who had once dated Shota Nii-san. That alone made her the hardest for me to forgive.

I did my research immediately.

She was, admittedly, quite beautiful up close.

The other upperclassmen had also become strikingly prettier since middle school. It irritated me to no end to see these demons acting like goddesses. But with faces like that, it's no wonder the average student would be fooled. Still, they couldn't fool me.

However, the status of “goddess” turned out to be more formidable than I imagined.

They were constantly surrounded by people—both boys and girls. There was no good opportunity to approach them. One wrong move, and I could easily be cast as the villain.

It didn't help that they were the first-ever group of goddesses crowned at the same time, which added even more hype. Each goddess had her own clique, almost like a personal guard.

Shota Nii-san has never been one to solve things through violence. He's always been kind. If I used force for revenge, he would surely be disappointed in me. That was something I had to avoid. I considered exposing their past, but since most of the student body worshiped the goddesses, I'd probably just be called a liar.

So instead—I would bring them down from their thrones fair and square.

I'd win the Tenka Contest and become a goddess myself. Once I had that title and influence, I'd make their lives hell. That would be my revenge.

I devoted myself to self-improvement. I focused on my studies, which I'd always been good at, and worked on getting better at socializing. I even started learning about fashion.

Little by little, the effort paid off. Since I resembled my sister, people responded well to my looks.

Then one day, during this period of training and growth, I ran into someone familiar.

“Wait, are you Momoka-chan?”

“Renji Nii-san?”

He was like a second big brother to me—Shota Nii-san’s best friend. We used to play together a lot when I was little.

But we hadn't talked much in middle school.

I was overwhelmed with my own problems, and he had been busy with his student council duties. Plus, he was extremely popular with the girls. Getting too close would've made me a target, so I kept my distance.

I knew he was thriving at Tenka Academy as one of the top “god” candidates, and since he was still surrounded by girls, I'd kept away. A scandal was the last thing I needed if I wanted to become a goddess myself.

But when we spoke again after so long, Renji Nii-san already knew the situation. And he was filled with regret for not being able to do anything back then.

Once we caught up, we decided to team up.

Our goal: to bring down the current goddesses. And to be ready when Shota Nii-san came back.

Since I was aiming to become a goddess, we kept our alliance secret and held strategy meetings in secluded places.

While we steadily made progress, those demons carried on with their lives.

There were rumors that Kuromine-senpai had a boyfriend. My sister got unusually excited during the summer festival. I didn't care. I looked at their giddy antics with disdain.

Thanks to my efforts, people began to recognize me. I was even called a goddess candidate. At the sports festival, I was chosen to represent the Pink Team, and I did fairly well.

Then things started to shift.

Umi-san, who had done spectacularly at the sports festival and was considered the frontrunner, suddenly withdrew from the contest. I was shocked by the withdrawal of my biggest rival.

Then Kuromine-senpai dropped out too. And—

“I was really surprised back then.”

—Renji Nii-san also withdrew. At the time, I had no idea what was going on and was deeply shaken. Now I understand. But back then, it felt like the ground had fallen out from beneath me.

And then… the day of fate arrived.

I reunited with Shota Nii-sani.

That day, my sister had been acting strange from the morning. At home, she was giddy, saying things like, “I finally get to see Sho-chan again.” The moment she said his name, I couldn't ignore it anymore. I had to hear what was going on directly from her.

She ignored me and ran out of the house, so I followed her. And then—I saw him. Shota Nii-san.

The suddenness of it all threw me into a daze, but I managed to pull him aside and talk.

His height and demeanor had changed a little since elementary school, but at his core, he was the same.

Except for one major difference.

…He didn't love my sister anymore.

I had known that, logically, given everything that happened. But it only really hit me when I talked to him. He called her “Akazawa” instead of “Yuuhi.” When she and Amatsuka-senpai were clashing, he was openly hostile toward my sister.

That's when I felt it—the feelings I'd locked deep inside began to stir.

I thought I'd given up on my first love. But I hadn't.

I saw this moment as my chance. And I told him how I felt. How grateful I was to him as a child, and how I had always loved him.

“It might've been impulsive… but I'm glad I had the courage.”

Clutching the photo in my hands, I nodded to myself.

After our reunion, Shota Nii-san told me what he'd been through. He'd heard their apologies and had chosen to forgive those demons. Since he forgave them, the fire of revenge within me finally died out.

To be honest, I thought he was being too soft. But that's just like him.

If I went against his wishes, he might come to hate me. So I decided not to do anything more.

Except—when it came to girls who still had feelings for him, I had no intention of staying quiet.

Shirase-senpai clearly looked at Shota-nii with affection. Kuromine-senpai's gaze was also a little too dreamy. I wasn't sure, but it seemed possible. As for Amatsuka-senpai, it felt like she saw him as somewhere between a younger brother and a guy. Honestly, she'd been a big help to Shota-nii, so she wasn't someone I wanted to fight.

But I wasn't worried anymore.

I thought back to what had happened earlier that day.

“Sorry for taking so long to answer. First off… thank you for confessing to me. I've thought about it seriously since then. And I've made up my mind. I like you too, Momoka. I used to think of you as a little sister, but now… it's different. So… will you go out with me?”

The memory made me smile.

Knock knock—

Then came a knock at my door.

“…Hey, Momoka.”

It was my sister.

“What?”

We spoke through the door.

Since that day Shota Nii-san and I delivered the final blow together, the rift between us had deepened. We hadn't talked much since, and my sister had been looking depressed lately.

“You withdrew from the Tenka Contest?”

“Yeah. I have a boyfriend now.”

“I… I'm not giving up. I will get Sho-chan back! I swear I will!”

I wasn't expecting that.

It had been a lie before, but now we were truly a couple. A first love I thought would never come true had finally blossomed.

…Wait. Is my sister jealous of me?

That realization sent a chill through me.

The sister I'd always admired—burning with envy toward me.

For a moment, I was tempted to throw something smug back at her. But what came to mind was the image of her apologizing in tears to Shota Nii-san's photo.

…No. I can't get carried away here.

My sister was once loved in return—but her own foolishness made her lose everything. She made a mistake she could never undo. I can't become like her.

“It's useless. Shota Nii-san and I are going to be happy together.”

“I'm not giving up. I will become a goddess. Then I'll confess to Sho-chan all over again!”

“….”

With those parting words, my sister walked back to her room.

“Too bad. I'm not letting go.”

I placed the photo in my hand—a picture of the two of us, taken earlier today—right in the center of my board. We'd printed it at a convenience store on our way home.

Maybe life is unfair.

I was born frail. The boy I loved never looked at me because he was obsessed with my sister. Then, without a word, he transferred away…

But life isn't only the worst. It's unpredictable. Sometimes it throws you a miracle. I learned that. And I won't let go of this happiness.

“Good night.”

I whispered to the photo and rolled onto my bed. As I closed my eyes with a smile on my face, sleep quickly took me.