episode_0069

Some time had passed since I met Haru under the bridge.

“No way. So she…”

“Pfft. Really?”

I miraculously succeeded in becoming friends with Haru.

If you asked how it was possible to become friends with someone you just met, the answer was simple.

What she needed now wasn’t comfort, but rest. So I acted accordingly.

If you asked how I knew that.

Well, there were a few similar scenes in the game, and the script described those scenes like this:

[What Haru needed that day wasn’t comfort or advice, but the joy of everyday life.]

[If I had shared fun stories and jokes with Hiro like we did when we were kids, would my fate have changed?]

So, I didn’t bother with useless advice, and just told her enjoyable everyday stories.

Of course, half the reason was…

“A hyung I know in Korea said…”

Because it was the story of Korea.

I told her about Takuya too, but it didn’t seem very interesting, so I disguised my previous life’s stories as stories from a neighborhood hyung to make them more interesting.

I couldn’t help it.

Honestly, Takuya’s life wasn’t very interesting, he had few friends and his social circle was small.

“…that’s what a hyung I know said.”

“That’s amazing, how can you have classes until 7 PM at school?”

“He said they even do ‘yaja’ or something.”

“Yaja?”

“Yeah, apparently they make students gather at night to study.”

“How can people do such a terrible thing…”

For the record, Haru seemed to firmly believe that my stories were from a neighborhood hyung.

That’s because most of the stories were Korean, and I didn’t have much experience with those Korean things.

What kind of nonsense is that?

The stories I told were really stories that hyungs (I met in the military) had told me.

Thanks to that, I could talk like I was telling someone else’s story.

Anyway, we were in the middle of a conversation when…

“Haha! Hahaha… hahahaha…”

Haru, who had been laughing at my words, sighed deeply and made a face like she had seen the end of the world.

Looking at Haru, I thought it was an opportunity and said.

“What, do you have a problem?”

At my question, Haru stared at me for a moment, sighed again, and said.

“Well, it’s a story about my friend…”

Usually, a friend’s story in this kind of situation is 100% their own story.

In fact, even if it wasn’t this kind of situation, I couldn’t imagine it being someone else’s story after seeing Haru’s expression.

Anyway, after listening to Haru’s story, I thought.

‘You idiot.’

Hiro was an idiot. He was an idiot for getting angry when a girl got angry at him for comforting her. No. Actually, I would have understood if he had done that to a random girl.

If a stranger suddenly acts up, it’s more idiotic to just let it go.

But doing that to a girl you like wasn’t just idiotic, it was super idiotic.

Hmm? Aren’t I bad at comforting too?

I’m good at it with my dick.

Anyway, after hearing Haru’s story, I cursed Hiro.

“He’s an idiot. That person.”

“An idiooot?”

“Ah. A hyung I know said. It means stupid in Japanese.”

Haru smiled at my words and said.

“I appreciate you comforting me, but don’t curse him too much. He tried his best for his sake. And honestly, I didn’t do well either.”

At those words, I nodded and agreed.

Well, she told me not to curse him, and she admitted that she was wrong too. There was no reason to say anything more.

I agreed and wondered if I should tell another story.

“Oh, it’s getting brighter now.”

“It is.”

The weather cleared up, so I canceled that plan.

I could continue the conversation, but it might seem like I was up to something.

So I decided to retreat now.

But if I just said, “See you later, Nuna~” it would be kind of lame, wouldn’t it?

I pondered for a moment and then got up from my seat.

“Are you leaving now?”

“The purpose was to avoid the rain.”

At my words, she nodded, looking slightly disappointed.

“…I see. Goodbye.”

Before leaving, I said one more thing to her.

“Before I go, I’ll say one last thing. Nuna, it’s good for your mental health not to try to endure everything.”

At my words, she asked, puzzled.

“Huh? What do you mean…”

“It means you should tell someone about your hardships and difficulties.”

“Wouldn’t the other person dislike me…”

I said to her, who was worriedly asking again.

“If they’re going to dislike you without comforting you, they’re not going to be very helpful in your life anyway. Don’t worry about them. And…”

I gently approached her, grabbed her cheeks, slightly lifted the corners of her mouth, and said.

“You’re prettier when you smile like this. So always try to smile.”

“Hueh?”

After saying that, I immediately took my hands off her reddened cheeks and quickly ran out from under the bridge, saying.

“Then see you later! Sorry for touching your face!!”

“Eh.”

With those words, I quickly left the spot, and only a girl with a red face was left, watching the back of the boy who had already left.

It was a summer where summer showers felt particularly short.

***

While Haru was spacing out.

Takuya, who had quickly left the spot, drank the water he had put in his bag, wiped his mouth, and muttered.

“Hoo! Playing the light novel protagonist is quite tiring.”

All the actions I had just taken were to make my meeting and ending with Haru dramatic.

Otherwise, why would I be crazy enough to grab a girl’s face and lift the corners of her mouth like that?

It was all just a slightly more tactile approach because I wanted to leave her with a dramatic memory.

Of course, I felt like I was dying of cringe even as I did it.

‘I want to die. Fuck.’

Of course, it would be the most dramatic scene possible for a 16-year-old girl in despair.

If she doesn’t remember this, I’ll really want to kill myself.

Well, that’s that.

“Now where should I go…”

I had achieved my purpose, but I couldn’t help but worry after seeing my clothes and bag already wet.

Because if I went home like this, Yuka and Ayaka would definitely nag me.

I’ve already been exposed to Yuka, but I didn’t have the courage to put on a straight face and ask her to wash them.

And I already told Sōta that I had other things to do, so going to Sōta’s house was…awkward.

So where should I go? As I was thinking, I came up with a good place.

“That’s right! There was that place!”

As soon as I thought of the place, I changed direction and started walking towards my destination.

And after a while, I arrived at Haruka’s house.

Since I’ve had deep sex with Haruka, she’ll probably let me take a bath.

That’s what I was thinking when I came to Haruka’s house.

“Oh? Takuya-ssi? Haruka isn’t here right now…”

“What.”

But Haruka wasn’t there.

It wasn’t like I had come to the house of an employee who had gone to work. As far as I remembered, Haruka wasn’t supposed to be working today.

So why wasn’t Haruka home? The answer was simple.

“She said she’s going to check to see if there are any problems because of the rain.”

“Ah.”

She said she went to work to check if there were any variables or problems because of the heavy rain.

In other words, she went to work for the company.

‘Sniff, Haruka.’

You might ask how sincere she is about her work that she would go back to the company on her day off, but I don’t think Haruka would go back to work just because of something like this, because she was so proud of her computer skills.

Then the reason was probably one thing.

‘She’s going to work on her day off for me.’

It may be just a misunderstanding, but Haruka likes me enough to give me a handjob during her period. It was enough.

Even if not, I was impressed that she went back to work.

Of course, my plan was ruined, so I was just going to dry my clothes in the wind and the sun that was starting to rise again.

“Would you like to take a bath if you’re okay with it?”

Until Ms. Miharu suggested that I take a bath.

Of course, I didn’t refuse. Honestly, I was a bit grimy.

“Then, I’ll be intruding.”

So I went into the house with familiar steps and was able to enter the bathroom.

The water was nice and warm.