This discovery completely extinguished the last bit of Shirakawa Sawahei’s wishful thinking deep in his heart—if Ise Yu Yuzhijin was already 99% at a level of liking enough to confess, then what about the Black Hearted Lolita’s 99%? And what about Little Invisible’s? Is it the same? Just because of their respective personalities, they haven’t confessed?
And... Little Arrogant’s feelings...
The girls’ feelings that can no longer be avoided.
If he could forcibly explain others’ feelings by the excuse of unspoken words, then with Ise Yu Yuzhijin’s confession, Shirakawa Sawahei will have to confront this girl’s feelings and give his own answer.
Don’t like her? How could I not like her? Read full story at novel⟡fire.net
Whether it was in daily interactions or the occasional display of affection, Ise Yu Yuzhijin was not as unremarkable as she claimed. She might not be the prettiest or the most gentle and considerate, but as she said, she is herself, the unique her.
Getting up to brush their teeth and watch the sunrise, shopping for groceries and cooking together, dividing chores, part-time jobs, gaming together... Unknowingly, this girl with peculiar thoughts and impressive intelligence had left enough memories in Shirakawa Sawahei’s life.
The first meeting was definitely not a fateful encounter; it was rather awkward. At that time, Ise Yu Yuzhijin seemed to have just transferred from another school and was overly cautious about her secret as a manga artist, almost to the point of being paranoid.
The girl, tearfully accusing him, saying she wouldn’t let him succeed, suddenly told him she wanted to be number one when it came to liking him.
Shirakawa Sawahei suddenly felt a bit dazed, the silhouette of Ise Yu Yuzhijin leaving the room gradually blurred, and he seemed to see the girl jumping ahead of him after work, the girl trying to feed him octopus balls, the girl crying over the sudden end of her manga... These images lingered in his mind, gradually becoming part of that vivid shadow.
Ise Yu likes him, really, really, REALLY likes him. So much so that even knowing this confession might be rejected, she was still willing to risk everything for the possibility.
Previously, he had been troubled, feeling trapped in a whirlpool of helpless struggle, praying for something to push him and change this gradually collapsing routine. Now, Ise Yu Yuzhijin’s confession made Shirakawa Sawahei even more conflicted...
That’s why, when facing difficulties, don’t be in a hurry to pray to the heavens to save you because perhaps they are not coming to your rescue, but merely to enjoy a better show.
Handling this with a delaying tactic might be the most suitable, yet Shirakawa Sawahei held a pessimistic view of this approach—no matter how much he delays, it won’t last until the world’s end, right? Is he really going to wait for the other study sisters to confess one by one and then force him to choose among four girls?
And one more person... Tsukimi Sakurazawa... Will she also get involved?
All these thoughts flickered through his mind. Shirakawa Sawahei sat on the second floor when he suddenly heard the lock click softly downstairs. His eyelids twitched, and he immediately got up to rush out and look for the girl who had just confessed.
Nothing. Right after her confession, she secretly slipped away.
Shirakawa Sawahei stood there in a daze for a long while, unable to recover, but upon another thought, this seemed very much in the style of that idle girl.
I only have the courage for thirty seconds; once the berserk buff wears off, timidity returns.
In any case, the one who just confessed to him was only a seventeen-year-old girl. Betting everything had already exhausted her limited courage, how could Shirakawa Sawahei bear to have her constantly in front of him, enduring that unbearable silence?
Going out for a while might be good, at the very least it gives me a little more time to ponder.
Shirakawa Sawahei laughed self-deprecatingly, shaking his head, thinking that he had perhaps become too indecisive.
Heroes have trouble overcoming beauty. It turns out this saying isn’t just for show.
He didn’t chase after her immediately but chose to sit on the sofa and start saving money for a painful mask. He didn’t have much time; soon, the doorbell rang.
Is it time to face it?
Shirakawa Sawahei took a deep breath and stepped toward the door. As he walked, he thought about what he should say first when opening it, but the closer he got to the door, the more he felt that the so-called pleasantries were so hollow. Other than sounding nice, they would do nothing to solve his current situation.
Forget it, let’s just charge ahead!
He opened the door, and it wasn’t the sight of the cute little Ise Yu with her head down, but Minotaur Artist Hinata Rion, waving her hand and sizing him up and down.
"Mr. Shirakawa? You seem both happy and unhappy? Did something happen?"
Shirakawa Sawahei’s momentum immediately stalled, waving his hand in frustration, "It’s nothing... Miss Hinata, are you here for Ise Yu?"
"Hmm? No, I’m not." The Minotaur Artist glanced at her phone screen and confirmed, "Let me think... I’m here to pick up some things... quilt, pillow, cup, toothbrush and towel, and Jin’s favorite little chick pillow... As for doujin volume..."
"Wait... you’re here to help Ise Yu move?"
"Not exactly moving, she just said suddenly that she wanted to stay at my place for a few days... Also, isn’t it almost the New Year? Jin’s parents are ending their trip and coming back, so she might soon return to her own home to stay, thus she asked me to come and fetch living supplies..."
"Mr. Shirakawa, didn’t Jin tell you anything?"
"Did something happen between you two?" The Minotaur Artist probed, "Did she sleep with you?"
Shirakawa Sawahei shot a death glare at his former employer, frightening the Minotaur Artist into covering her mouth and waving her hands, "Forget I asked... Jin is the same, doesn’t want to say anything... Fine, fine, I’ll just watch as a spectator~"
He was silent for a while, but couldn’t help but ask, "Did Ise Yu really not say anything?"
"Indeed. She’s in my car... Oh no, she told me not to share that... Mr. Shirakawa, can you pretend to have a little memory loss?"
"Then please don’t tell Jin, she might really have a go at me."
"Great~ Mr. Shirakawa, you truly are a good person... I..."
"However, I’d like to ask you to deliver a message to Jin for me."
"What would you like to say?"
Shirakawa Sawahei took a deep breath, saying slowly, "No matter what, I will go and find her."