Chapter 131: Birthday Party at the Shijouin

Residence (Part One)

The time was approaching evening.

I, Niihama Shinichiro, was currently seated at the table in the living room of
the Shijouin residence.

It’s not something that would normally happen for me to be a guest at a

girl’s house until this late, but today, there was a valid reason for it.

After all, today was Haruka’s birthday party, and I had been invited by
Haruka as the sole guest.

(But seriously… this is on a whole different level compared to the birthday

parties I’m familiar with. It feels like a party venue in a hotel.)

Since it was a small gathering, the location was the living room (though it
was about four or five times the size of an average living room in an
ordinary household). However, the room had not just been “decorated,” it
had been outright “transformed,” resembling a highly formal space akin to a
high-end restaurant.

Furthermore, there was a splendid array of dishes, covering a range from

Japanese, Western, to Chinese cuisines. It was far beyond a casual buffet.
(Apparently, Haruka’s mother, Mrs. Akiko, and the housemaids had
prepared them themselves.)

Additionally, the birthday cake was not only extravagantly luxurious but
also of a size akin to a wedding cake, prompting one to wonder if this was a
wedding? It’s a bit too much.
(Being led into this glamorous venue by Haruka, I was a bit nervous at
first… but I was saved by Mrs. Akiko’s cheerfulness.)

Indeed, even the greeting I received when I crossed the threshold was like
this:

“Aaahhhhh! You’ve come, Niihama-kun! I’m so moved, my mother would

cry if she saw her grand daughter bringing a boy on her birthday! Eh…
Eh!? You’ve already given her the birthday present!? Aah, you’re so daring!
Why do you do exactly what I want!?”

Mrs. Akiko, who is Haruka’s mother, was incredibly high-strung from the
moment I stepped in, and she clung to both Haruka and me. She was
extremely excited, asking about the circumstances in which I presented the
birthday gift, and seemed to be in a state of perpetual exuberance.

Furthermore, the maid, Fuyumi-san, who had taken on the role of the
camerawoman, was inexplicably enthusiastic today. She had been
relentlessly clicking the shutter, responding to Mrs. Akiko’s requests.

“Come on, Haruka! Let’s take a picture together with Niihama-kun this
time! Yes, at an angle with the special cake in the foreground!”

“Yes, that’s right! Um, may I bother you for a moment, Shi… no,
‘Niihama’-kun?”

At Mrs. Akiko’s urging, who was enthusiastically immersed in the

commemorative photos, Haruka, a bit hesitantly, called out to me.

…By the way, out of consideration for the fact that we’re in front of each
other’s parents, we’re refraining from using first names.

I’m still in my school uniform, but Haruka, being the star of the day, is
wearing a navy-colored, thin chiffon dress (according to Fuyumi-san, it’s
called a chiffon dress). It’s so fancy and the lace reveals a glimpse of her
skin. It’s impossible not to be captivated by it.
(I don’t know how many times I’ve thought this, but… She’s really too
beautiful…)

This one piece, which you can tell is quite expensive just by looking at the
fabric, suits Haruka, who has a noble face and presence. If she were
introduced as a princess from some country, no one would doubt it.

As for the Shijouin main family’s standards, events like Haruka’s birthday
are apparently supposed to be grand gatherings with relatives. However,
due to Haruka’s own wishes, they’re holding it like this in a “small and
cozy” manner.
It may be surprising for commoners, but given that the protagonist, Haruka,
is in an elegant dress, it seems quite natural.

“Ooh, of course. Take as many pictures as you want.”

“Really? Then, I’ll sit next to you without reservation!”

When I readily agreed, Haruka sat down next to me, wearing a delighted
smile.

Because she’s wearing such a splendid dress and is wrapped in such a

glamorous atmosphere, her innocent smile, like that of a maiden, stands out
even more… I’m on the verge of being completely entranced.

“Hee hee, then, Niihama-sama, please move a little closer to the young lady.
Otherwise, you won’t fit in the frame.”

“Huh!? Y-Yes, um, alright then…”

Upon being told this by Fuyumi-san, who was smiling affectionately, (Mrs.
Akiko was also grinning from the side), Haruka and I, along with our
chairs, leaned closer to each other.

And, naturally, as a result, our shoulders pressed together, and I could feel
the slight warmth of the girl. My cheeks flushed with heat.

Although I had been this close to Haruka for the first time before, this
incredibly sweet fragrance peculiar to her was too stimulating for me, who
had never had a girlfriend.

And apparently, I wasn’t the only one…

“S-Somehow, it feels embarrassing… Maybe it’s because we’re in front of

family…”

The naturally airheaded girl, who usually doesn’t pay much attention to this
kind of thing, blushed slightly at my side.

(Oh man… this is another incredibly… destructive force…)

Her modest smile, tinged with embarrassment, in this bustling yet pleasant
atmosphere, was stirring up male hearts with tremendous force.

Despite the fact that we were at someone else’s house and being watched by
our families, I couldn’t help but be captivated by the charm that pierced my
heart.

“All riiight! You both look fantastic! Just like that! Just like that!”

And amid this lively yet relaxed atmosphere…

A certain person seated right in front of me was trembling as if struggling to

contain his explosive anger… The table was creaking under the pressure of
his clenched fists.
 Chapter 132: Birthday Party at the Shijouin
Residence (Part 2)

“Hmm, it’s delicious… Even the cream alone is different from usual, and
the sponge is too fine. This cake must belong to a class where it’s better not
to ask about the price.”

Compared to the initial tension, I was now in a relaxed state as I savored the
sliced cake in front of me.

At this moment, Haruka and Mrs. Akiko are a little away from me, having a
commemorative photo taken by Fuyumi.

So, although I’m a bit removed from the hustle and bustle, I’m not entirely
alone. After all, there’s someone seated right in front of me who is the
linchpin of this household.

“Women really do like photos, especially on special occasions.”

“You, ugh… To strike up a casual conversation in this situation, you’ve got

some nerve, huh!?”

The person sitting in front of me is Mr. Shijouin Tokimune, the president of

a major corporation and Haruka’s father. He said this with a face that
seemed to have chewed on a hundred bitter bugs.

This doting, overprotective papa, after returning home with presents a little
while after the party began, entered this living room with a radiant smile…
only to find me, an unexpected intruder.

“S-Surprise! Why on earth are you here, you… You just managed to sneak
in, huh!?”
It wasn’t me who explained the situation to the papa who shouted a scream
close to a wail. It was the women of this household.

“Welcome home, Father! Shinichi… I mean, Niihama-kun, is our invited

guest! Please don’t say rude things!”

“Tokimune-san? It’s Haruka’s lovely birthday, so let’s not make too much
noise, okay?”

With stern warnings like these from his daughter and wife, Tokimune-san,
who seemed like he wanted to say something really badly, was forced into
silence until now…

“Seriously, you’ve been enjoying yourself so nonchalantly since earlier!

You just casually attended our celebration as if it’s a matter of course. To
me, it’s more like a light horror!”

“So I said. I was invited by Haruka-san, and I got permission from Mrs.
Akiko. I’m sorry that I surprised you, Tokimune-san, without letting you
know.”

“Grrr…! Damn it, Akiko, you let him in without even notifying me! Even
though I consider myself the head of this household!”

With a pouty expression, Tokimune-san, after spouting those words,

downed a glass of white wine in one go. You could tell from the faint, rich
fragrance that it was a luxury item I could never afford in my past life.

…I see. I wouldn’t have minded trying high-quality Chablis or the like

before I died in my previous life.

“I have intruded on your family gathering, and I do apologize for that.

However… even so, I didn’t have the option of declining Haruka-san’s
invitation. Please, forgive me for today.”

“This guy…! Though it seems like you’re saying something commendable,

you’re just prioritizing your love life!”
The immediate comeback was met with a slightly diverted gaze from
Tokimune-san.

Haha, that’s right, Mr. President. That’s exactly it.

“Ugh… Good grief! I knew that when Haruka grew up, boys would start
swarming around her, but a guy like you is beyond my expectations, damn
it!”

“I’m sorry about that.”

“Praising me isn’t going to help, you idiot!”

Tokimune-san, who started to get worked up, had a scowl on his face, but,
to my surprise, there was no sharpness in his words.

“…Hmph, aren’t you afraid of this house?”

“Huh…?”

Suddenly, Tokimune-san’s expression turned somewhat playful, and he

spoke quietly.

“I told you this when we first met… Haruka is the direct descendant of the
Shijouin family. Being ‘serious’ with that girl means making a future
commitment… And then, that means various complicated and difficult trials
will come in the form of family obligations and assets. I think a smart guy
like you should be able to imagine that to some extent.”

Indeed… that’s true.

Because everyone in the Shijouin family is so rational and kind, I almost

forget, but a distinguished family like this carries various weights within it.

“Even so, are you truly serious? Speaking as someone who has experience,
it’s an even bigger obstacle than you can imagine for a commoner to
overcome.”

That was… certainly true.

If it’s impossible for Haruka to return my feelings, then there’s nothing to
be done. However, coming up with all sorts of excuses and giving up on the
person I’ve truly come to love… I absolutely cannot accept that.

“I am serious. I’ve become so captivated that I can only feel this way about
Haruka-san.”

…After declaring it, I suddenly became a bit more rational and realized
how intense my statement was.

Oh no… Considering my past life, I got a bit too heated…! What am I

saying to the father of the girl I like!?

“…Hmph, you sure can talk. But well… I can tell that every word you said
was sincere. You’re still as passionately emotional as magma, despite being
a teenager.”

…Indeed, that’s why I’ll probably waver.

“Huh…?”

I thought I heard a faint murmur after his words, but before I could confirm
it, Tokimune-san offered me an empty glass.

I was a bit perplexed by this sudden offer, but before I could comprehend its
meaning…

“Here, drink up. Of course, it’s non-alcoholic.”

“Huh…? O-Okay!”

The champagne bottle was tilted, and the liquid that poured into the glass
made a fizzy sound as it burst.

And then, I, in a flustered state due to the sudden pouring, along with
Tokimune-san, drank the contents of the glass simultaneously.

Though it’s been a while since I had champagne in my past life… for some
reason, it tastes really good.
“Heh… Well, whatever. Since you’ve come, there’s nothing to be done. If
it’s what Haruka wanted, then so be it. Today, since you’re here, eat to your
heart’s content and enjoy.”

“Y-Yes…!”

I let out a surprised voice at the president’s words, who seemed a bit
embarrassed.

I thought he’d be more openly exasperated at me, this intruder at his

daughter’s birthday party…

(…Could it be… he’s acknowledged me a little? …No, no, that might be

getting a bit too conceited.)

And at that moment…

“Oh, that’s not fair, Niihama-kun! Doing a toast without me, that’s
something adults do together!”

It seemed like Haruka, dressed in a beautiful gown, had just finished a

photo shoot and was standing beside me.

She seemed a bit tipsy, her cheeks flushed, and she was in an extremely
cheerful mood, her smile even brighter than usual.

“Ah, of course. Then shall I pour for you?”

“Yes, please!”

With beaming smiles, Haruka and I took turns tilting the champagne bottle
into each other’s glasses and raised a toast.

“Uh, no, Haruka… Isn’t it normal to toast with your father first?”

While we did this, Tokimune-san, looking at us, seemed to be seeking

salvation in his words, but it seemed like Haruka, who was in high spirits,
didn’t hear him.
After emptying our glasses, Haruka’s smile deepened even further.

“Ah, I feel really good! Celebrating with just family is nice, of course, but
it’s even more special when friends come!”

“Oh no, it’s nice of you to say that, but really, I haven’t done anything
special except eat and sit around since earlier.”

“Oh, what are you saying? You gave me the best present for my birthday!”

Saying this, Haruka glanced at the paper bag placed at the edge of the table.
It contained the present I had chosen for her.

“For me, it was so joyful that I almost cried! Thanks to you, I’m still in such
high spirits!”

The beautiful girl, draped in an elegant dress, wore a pure smile like that of
a child. The happiness she was feeling at this very moment was vividly
reflected in that radiant expression.

“Thank you so much, Shinichiro-kun! Thanks to you, it’s the best night!”

“I’m a bit embarrassed when you say it like that… Well, if Haruka feels that
way, then it was worth choosing…”

Suddenly, the atmosphere in the room fell into complete silence.

Wondering why, I looked around and for some reason, all the adults seemed
frozen.

Fuyumi-san covered her mouth, eyes wide open, while Akiko-san, with her
hand on her cheek, couldn’t contain her welling joy and was left speechless.

W-What…? Why are they so surprised…?

“…Hey, Niihama-kun.”

Tokimune-san’s voice, breaking the silence, echoed through the banquet.

Veins stood out on his temples, and he trembled a bit, as if filled with fury.

“Did I… hear you and Haruka calling each other by your given names…?
H-hmhm, I must have misheard…”

“Ah…”

At that remark, Haruka and I both let out voices of realization.

O-Oh no!

Haruka called me by my name, and I responded just as casually!

Just like when Fudehashi and Kazamihara found out, it’s just too difficult to
completely hide the fact that it’s become a habit…

“What’s with those faces that scream ‘Ah, we’re busted’? Explain
yourselves! W-What in the world happened to both of you just now…!?”

“Y-Yes, this really does require an explanation! Oh, Fuyumi-san! Please

brew tea for everyone, as we’ll need to have a thorough discussion later!
Kyaaa, how wonderful! Niihama-kun, you’re so mischievous to keep such a
surprise!”

While Tokimune-san, who seemed a bit shaken, and Akiko-san, sparkling-

eyed, bombarded me with questions in completely different emotional
vectors, I broke into a nervous sweat.

(N-No, it seemed like we were just getting closer like normal, but both of
them are absolutely convinced that there was ‘something’ going on…! H-
How in the world can I explain it to make both of them understand!?)

Cornered by the couple, overflowing with love for their daughter, I forced a
wry smile and internally screamed in my heart.
 Chapter 133: Fade to Black

“I’m, I’m sorry Shinichirou-kun… I intended to wrap it up earlier, but it’s

gotten so late…”

“No, no, it’s fine. I already told my parents I’d be late.”

Haruka, looking apologetic, said, and I replied with a smile.

The night had already fallen, and darkness enveloped everything. In this
dark backdrop, Haruka and I stood in conversation on the path leading to
the Shijouin residence.

We were going to be driven back home, and the Shijouin family’s car was
waiting just outside the estate… but their chauffeur, Natsuzaki-san, had
said, ‘Hehe, I figured you two might want some time to talk privately, and
to soak in the night air a bit. Just give me a shout when you’re ready,’ with a
considerate smile.

Every staff member in this household seemed to dote on Haruka, and I

couldn’t help but feel grateful that they were supportive of an ordinary guy
like me getting close. When I mentioned this to Natsuzaki-san, he
responded, ‘Haha, I’d recommend rechecking the dictionary for the
meaning of “ordinary”,’ but…

“Gosh, Mother and Father are just too excited! No matter how many times I
explain that we started using names because we’ve become close, they just
won’t accept it!”

“Haha… well, we managed to get them to understand to some extent.”

After our use of names was discovered, we were bombarded with questions
about how that happened, and it was really quite the ordeal. Well, in the
end, like Haruka said, it happened naturally as we grew closer. There wasn’t
any specific trigger, apart from maybe that trip we all took to the beach…
That was the patient explanation we had to give.

“I’m so sorry… It got this late even though you came all this way.”

“Huh? No, no, I had a really great time. I was a bit nervous initially about
meeting your parents, but that’s fading away. And seriously, I’m really
grateful for the amazing food and cake.”

Just being invited to Haruka’s birthday celebration filled me with a sense of

elation. There was a bit of a commotion with her parents towards the end,
but to be honest, I enjoyed myself.

“Oh really… But I suppose Mother and Father start taking liberties because
they know you truly feel that way, Shinichirou-kun.”

In the garden of the Shijouin residence, the noble young lady smiled wryly.
Her nonchalant expression seemed especially charming tonight.

(…She’s so beautiful…)

Haruka, wearing a high-necked sleeveless dress, blended seamlessly with

the garden adorned with myriad flowers. She truly looked like a princess.

Without her realizing it, her posture and aura exuded the essence of nobility.
Even in the darkness of the night, her beauty was impossible to conceal.

“…This birthday was completely different from last year.”

“Huh…”

“Every year, we hold a birthday celebration like that. It’s undeniably a

joyous occasion, splendid by general standards, and my parents genuinely
celebrate… It’s undoubtedly a happy event, but—”

Springka’s gaze turned towards me, and our eyes met.

“Since you’ve been around, today was entirely different from before. It’s
kind of… everything seemed to sparkle.”

“…”

Her shy words seeped into my brain, bringing a sweet, tingling sensation.

“Lately, I’ve come to realize something. Shinichirou-kun, you’ve been

continuously changing my world since spring, and you’ve rescued me
countless times. I can’t thank you enough for that… but it’s not just that.”

Haruka’s cheeks were still slightly flushed, perhaps from the excitement of
the celebration.

“I’m really, really thankful not just for what you’ve done, Shinichirou-kun,
but for your very existence. Since you’ve been here, every day has become
more and more brilliant.”

Her words, spoken with a pure heart, echoed in the garden.

“…So, I’ll say those words of gratitude once again.”

The innocent girl spoke, weaving her words with nothing but pure, warm
feelings.

“…Thank you so much, Shinichirou-kun. To think that such an amazing

person would be friends with me, it feels like an unbelievable stroke of luck
that I think about every day.”

And then, under the brilliant moonlight above, Haruka wore a soft smile.

Charming, warm, and it seemed to melt away all the worries in my heart…

(Oh…)

I’ve fallen for her so many times, and I’ve fallen in love so many times.

Yet, even now, this girl’s charm always brings a fresh spring breeze to my
heart.
I find her cute. I find her beautiful. I love everything about this girl so much
that tears threaten to spill.

(Oh, this… I can’t hold it back anymore. My ‘love’ is overflowing and

won’t stop…)

Before the radiant smile of Haruka, I finally realized that my love had
reached its limit.

I love her. I love her. I love her—from the depths of my heart, I love
Haruka.

To turn this girl’s gaze towards me, I’ve been tirelessly running down the
path of effort ever since I returned through time.

To ensure this one confession, I ran at full speed so that it wouldn’t fail, and
to become a man worthy of Haruka—I’ve come this far.

So, is it okay to say it now?

To achieve my greatest youth revenge, is this the moment I’ve truly wished
for?

(…Ah, yes. I’ll convey it.)

My feelings. The emotions I’ve carried with me until my death in my past

life.

The feelings that have swelled up steadily since I started my youth’s do-
over in this life, I’ll now confess them to this girl.

“Hey, Haruka. There’s something I want to ask you.”

“Huh…?”

In the garden cloaked in faint darkness, a cool breeze hinting at autumn

blew. In this setting, Haruka widened her eyes as she looked at my serious
expression.
Once I utter these words, things won’t be the same between me and Haruka
anymore.

“W-What’s wrong, Shinichirou-kun? I-it’s… a little embarrassing when you

look so serious like that…”

Looking at me with a fixed gaze, Haruka’s cheeks turned pink in a

somewhat troubled expression. Yet, she still waited for my next words,
focused on me.

Given the unimaginable miracle of time travel that was granted to me, I
open my mouth to make my words meaningful.

Everything I’ve been running towards in this present life has led up to this
moment.

“I… about you, Haruka—”

The moment I mustered up the courage—

—Click.

(Huh…?)

At the very instant I tried to convey the words of a lifetime, I heard that
sound.

It was a sound like the gears of an old clock aligning. However, strangely, it
didn’t seem to come from any specific direction around me. It felt as though
it resonated directly in my mind.

What was that just now…? Where did it come from?

As I puzzled over this—

“Huh…?”

In response to Haruka’s frail voice, the girl in front of me tilted her body
significantly.
And—right before my eyes, frozen in shock due to this sudden situation,
Haruka lost all her strength and crumbled.

“N…! Haruka!?”

I hastily reached out, catching Haruka’s falling body just in the nick of time.
The girl I held was unexpectedly light, and it was clear that she had no
strength in her limbs.

“Pull yourself together, Haruka! What on earth…!?”

While calling out, I peered into Haruka’s face. I was horrified.

Just a few seconds ago, Haruka’s complexion, which had been normal, was
now as pale as ice, and she was drenched in sweat, shivering in this cooler
evening.

“Ah… ah…? N-No… Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah…!”

The normally cheerful smile on the girl’s face was now colored only by
intense confusion and anguish. It was clearly not a normal state.

She let out cries of pain, as if her brain was being racked by excruciating
agony, clutching her head with both hands. Tears streamed uncontrollably
from her eyes.

There was no doubt that the pain she was experiencing was something
unbearable.

(Wh-What is this…! What on earth is happening!?)

Seeing the girl I cared for suffering so intensely, I was in a state of turmoil.

It was all so abrupt, so utterly incomprehensible.

Just a little while ago, Haruka and I were laughing and smiling together.
Why has it come to this…!?

“Ah… Shin…ichiro, kun…”

“Don’t force yourself to speak! I’ll call the people in the house and an
ambulance right away!”

With Haruka, who was now gasping for breath, I communicated my

intentions with a feeling that wanted to cry. Really, what has happened…!

“…Help… me…”

With that clinging plea as her final words, Haruka closed her consciousness
as if fleeing from the pain.

All strength drained from her body, she didn’t move a muscle.

“What… is this…”

The weather had turned, dark clouds blanketing the sky.

Raindrops began to spatter, drenching the girl’s body. I was still staring
blankly, unable to fully comprehend what had just occurred.

“What the hell is going on with this!?”

While I screamed, holding the unconscious Haruka, I could see Natsuzaki-

san rushing over sensing the abnormality.

I don’t know.

I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know, I
don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know…

I—do not know this kind of future.

 Chapter 134: Dark Saturday

The Saturday afternoon I spent at home was very calm and peaceful.

Although the weather was expected to worsen in the afternoon, it was still
clear and the chirping of sparrows outside was pleasant.

(…Even when someone is going through the worst of times, the world goes
on as usual. Well, I guess that’s how it is.)

Even during my darkest days at the black company, even when I miserably
collapsed in the office in the dead of night, time in the world outside of me
continued to pass indifferently.

After all, misfortune is just an ordinary, everyday thing that can be found
anywhere.

“Well then, I’m off.”

“Ah, okay… take care, big brother.”

At the entrance of my home, I was being seen off by my younger sister,

Kanako, as I put on my shoes.

Considering where I was about to go, normally she would have thrown at
least one tease or nag at me, but there was no such sign.

For better or worse, my sister can read the atmosphere and is a kind person.

“…Sorry for worrying you.”

I included the fact that recently the atmosphere at home has become a bit
gloomy because of me in my apology.
Honestly, it’s a bit painful to hear. Especially the first two days after ‘that
day’, I was so lost in a daze that I seemed like a wreck.

“Don’t worry, of course both mom and I have been worried. Big brother,
these past ten days, we couldn’t bear to see you like this.”

…Honestly, it’s a bit hard to hear. Especially the first two days after ‘that
day’, I was so lost in a daze that I seemed like a wreck.

“…Sorry, I wasn’t in a mental state to even feign cheerfulness. But well,

don’t worry. I can eat properly now and I won’t collapse or anything.”

While touching her slightly gaunt cheeks, I smiled at my sister.

Even if it was just a façade, I made sure to put on a cheerful smile.

“Well then, I’m off. I’ll be back by evening.”

“Yeah… take care, big brother.”

Seeing me off with a solemn voice, my sister’s voice resounded, and I left
the house.

The place I’m headed to is the mansion of the Shijouin family, which I’ve
become quite familiar with in recent days.

“Welcome, Niihama-sama. We’ve been waiting for you.”

Having arrived at the Shijouin family’s estate that I’ve become quite
familiar with over the past ten days, I pressed the intercom. On the monitor,
the family’s chauffeur, Natsuzaki-san, responded.

“…Yes, I’ve come again today.”

“For the Shijouin family right now, your visits are greatly appreciated.
Please, come in.”

Natsuzaki-san looked at me with concern and spoke kind words as if to

console me. His consideration made my heart feel a little lighter.
And so, I passed through the incredibly spacious courtyard of the Shijouin
estate and made my way to the entrance.

There, nothing had changed since ‘that day’. Just like before, the courtyard
was filled with brightly colored flowers, and the lavishly decorated fountain
was a sight to behold.

Really… it seems like nothing has changed.

Realizing that I was becoming overly sentimental, I slowly opened the

luxurious front door of the Shijouin family and stepped inside.

“Welcome, Niihama-kun. Thank you for coming. We were looking forward

to your visit.”

“Akiko-san… Good afternoon. Thank you for welcoming me.”

The youthful mother who closely resembled Haruka—Akiko-san welcomed

me to their home. But… from my perspective, her appearance was far too
pitiful.

(Akiko-san… she seems quite worn out…)

She’s an impressionable woman who is often seen frolicking around like a

girl, but now she looked exhausted and fatigued.

She had dark circles under her eyes, and she seemed even thinner than me.

“Lately, I’m always intruding, I apologize. Can I still visit today?”

“No, It’s not a bother. I’m incredibly grateful to you for always visiting her.
Hehe, please take it easy today. Have various conversations with her… Well
then, Fuyumi-san. I’m counting on you.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

The one who responded was Fuyumi-san, the young housekeeper of this
household.
I’ve met her many times over the past ten days, but at first glance, she
seems to maintain her composure just like before ‘that day’.

However… that’s probably a mask she wears to uplift those around her.
Even in her eyes, a deep sorrow is constantly present.

“…Please make sure to get some rest too, ma’am. I understand that you
might not be able to sleep, but at least lying down would help.”

“Hehe, true. If I showed this face to her, it would probably surprise her.”

Just hearing this exchange already pains my heart.

Because I’ve been coming to this house so much lately, I can see the light
gradually fading from the once bright Shijouin family, and it’s truly painful.

“Now, let’s go, Niihama-sama. To the young lady.”

And so, once again today, I make my way there.

To the girl I couldn’t confess my feelings to on that day.

Walking through the eerily quiet Shijouin residence, I soon arrived there.

It was none other than the room of the most beloved girl in this household
—Haruka’s room.

This place, for several consecutive days, has been where I’ve been visiting
constantly.

Looking at the door to this room, I can’t help but remember the times I
spent in here with Haruka.

The fruit tart we ate together, the sweet atmosphere that arose from trivial
things, and Tokimune-san barging into his daughter’s room due to being
overly protective…

Such commotions now seem like a distant memory.

“Miss, I’m coming in.”

Entering the room with Fuyumi-san, I was greeted with a sight that didn’t
befit a girl’s room.

Various medical measuring devices, a chair for visitors.

The latest medical electric reclining bed, and a state-of-the-art bed mattress
designed based on ergonomics to reduce the patient’s burden. And next to it,
an IV stand was set up.

This room now was a sickroom created within a private residence.

“Miss… Niihama-sama has come to visit today too.”

Fuyumi-san proceeded further into the room and gently addressed the girl
on the large medical bed.

“Haruka…”

I quietly spoke to Haruka.

Her appearance hasn’t changed at all from before.

Her long, lustrous black hair was woven meticulously like threads of silk,
and her skin was a creamy milky white.

The face, as if meticulously carved by a god… everything about her was the
Haruka Shijouin I knew.

(She really looks the same as before… but…)

The medical reclining bed had its upper part raised to become a backrest,
and Haruka was in a position where she was leaning back against it.

Wearing pajamas, she wasn’t asleep, and her eyes were completely open.
Anyone would think she was awake.

But…
“…u…a…”

The heart that should reside there had changed beyond recognition.
 Chapter 135: I Knew The Name of that
Phenomenon From The Beginning

“Haruka… I came again today.”

“…ah…”

Even though I called out, Haruka only let out a faint moan, showing no
other response.

Her eyes reflected nothing, seeing nothing. Her expression was vacant,
devoid of any emotion.

As if she had become a broken doll, her mind seemed absent.

(It’s been ten days already.)

After that day, when Haruka suddenly lost consciousness, she was rushed to
the hospital in an ambulance. Naturally, Haruka’s parents accompanied her,
and before long, Haruka woke up.

At that time, both I and Mrs. Akiko, and even Tokimune-san, breathed a
sigh of relief from the bottom of our hearts…

But despair came after.

Haruka, when she woke up, was in a state that could only be described as
having a broken mind.

(Her eyes are open, and she’s breathing… but she doesn’t move a finger,
not recognizing anything outside…)
The Haruka now seemed like an empty shell, as if her soul had gone
somewhere else.

Tokimune-san immediately had Haruka examined by doctors renowned for

their expertise.

However, no matter how thorough the examinations were, they couldn’t

identify the cause of this condition. There were no abnormalities found in
her body, including her brain.

The conclusion seemed to be that her symptoms closely resembled those of

someone who had closed off their own mind due to extreme stress—though,
of course, such symptoms were the result of harsh experiences like the loss
of a loved one or encountering a disaster, not something that would
suddenly occur one day.

(Moreover, Haruka has been full of smiles recently and her mental state was
perfectly fine… Not only me but everyone at the Shijouin household, of
course, even the school and workplace. No one could hide such a level of
stress that would cause a mental distortion, especially from the family they
live with.)

That’s why the cause of this has remained completely unknown.

In the end, the only solution was to provide long-term care at home, while
offering many words of encouragement and proceeding with careful mental
treatment—this was the conclusion reached, and that’s why Haruka is in
this room like this.

“Now, Niihama-sama. I will leave. Please take your time.”

Leaving these words, Fuyusumi-san bowed and left, and the spacious room
was now just Haruka and me.

I sat in a visiting chair and gazed at her.

But she doesn’t turn her gaze towards me. She probably doesn’t even
recognize the fact that I’m here.
“Haruka… I’m sorry for coming to visit you every day.”

Sitting in the visiting chair, I slowly spoke to Haruka, who showed no signs
of any will.

It seems Tokimune-san is at the limit of being able to take time off from
work, so he’s at the office today. Even though his spirit is worn down to the
point of becoming emaciated, he still tries to fulfill his duties as the
president. He’s truly an amazing person.

Haruka’s parents were overcome with grief at the sudden change in their
daughter. Especially in the first few days, they seemed so exhausted that no
one could bear to look at them.

But even so, those two wiped their tears away with all their might, believed
in Haruka’s recovery, and did everything they could. Compared to me from
my past life, they’re truly splendid adults.

“To be honest, I thought it might be too much of a bother to come visit you
every day like this. But when I asked Tokiwa-san with a bow of my head, I
was really surprised when he said, ‘I’d rather like to ask. Please talk to my
daughter.’ “

Since there’s no physical abnormality, at this stage, Haruka’s condition can

only be assumed to be a psychological issue.

That’s why doctors’ diagnoses concluded that the activation of the mind
through contact with family and very close acquaintances was the only way.
That’s why Tokimune-san also asked me to assist with this.

“Kazamihara and Fudehashi came to visit, it seems. They said they cried
like dogs when they saw Haruka, but Mrs. Akiko is really grateful and has
bowed her head to them many times.”

Those two have also lost their former brightness at school and have become
completely quiet. Seeing this, I couldn’t help but say, “If you’re like this,
Haruka will be shocked when she comes back. She’ll be emaciated.” But
they just smiled wryly and replied, “We’re not as gloomy as Niihama-kun,
who looks like he’s on the verge of death.”

“When your condition gets better… I want to invite you out somewhere.
Whether it’s a cafe or an amusement park, I just want to play with you,
Haruka. Oh, well, before that, I have to say what I forgot to say the other
day. It’s embarrassing, but I have to say it properly.”

I’m just talking one-sidedly. About school, about class, about the Shijouin
family, about the little things at home, and about what’s to come.
Everything I want Haruka to hear, I say.

“… “

Haruka doesn’t respond. Even the occasional moan, there’s not a trace of
will in it. Her eyes are open, but she’s essentially asleep.

“Is this really… what’s going on…?”

After talking to myself for nearly an hour, I muttered.

This is impossible.

Yes, I know that what’s happening is impossible.

(In my memories, Haruka never took this long a break from school… In
other words, this is a situation that didn’t happen in my past life…)

No matter how many years ago it may have been for me, there’s no way
that I, who secretly admired that girl, could forget that she took such a long
absence from school.

This situation is an event that didn’t occur in my past life.

“Could it be that the cause is me…? Is it because of me that Haruka ended

up like this?”

For these ten days, this question and feeling of self-blame have been
occupying my mind.
An event that didn’t happen in my past life is happening in this life.

The first thing that comes to mind as the cause is the existence of me, a
time-leaper.

The existence of an entity like me caused this situation…? But even so, I
don’t understand. If I did something, it would make sense, but truly, I
haven’t done anything—

In the end, even if I were the trigger for this situation, I don’t know the
specific cause or solution.

And yet, time relentlessly marches on, and it’s been a week and a half
already.

The Shijouin family has been desperately caring for her, tirelessly providing
the best possible medical treatment, even resorting to prayers—day by day,
they watch over Haruka, their spirits wearing thin, and it’s been ten days
already.

During this time, Haruka’s mental state has remained shattered, showing
hardly any improvement, only accumulating grief.

(If this is my fault… it’s even worse than being a jinx…)

As it has often been over the past ten days, self-cursing words echoed in my
chest.

(What protects Haruka from a future of ruin… I have no idea about the
causality, but is it because of my reckless actions in this era that Haruka
ended up like this?)

Today, the self-curses that have been repeating like seizures have been
particularly strong.

Overflowing with self-punishment, I inadvertently spew them out in front

of Haruka.
“Haruka’s future and my future… is this the result of my overconfidence
that I could handle everything perfectly this time!? Did I just bring calamity
to Haruka!?”

I clutch my head, sinking into grief.

As long as there’s a possibility that Haruka ended up like this because of

me, the sense of self-blame knows no bounds.

“…Phew, I’m sorry, Haruka. Even though you’re the one enduring so much,
I’m complaining. Now, about school…”

Resetting my emotions, I try to resume the conversation and throw even a

single word to this girl, but—

“….se… n…”

“Uh… Haruka!?”

I heard something from Haruka’s mouth that seemed to be a meaningful

word, and I stood up as if I were about to knock over the chair.

Maybe she said something to me—

(…No, it’s not working…)

Even though I wave my hand in front of her and gently shake her shoulder,
Haruka shows no reaction at all. So, what I just heard was probably just her
usual meaningless moan—

(No… that’s not it! Her lips moved a little… She said something!)

It’s so faint that I can hardly hear it even from this close… but I feel like it
was a string of meaningful words.

Desperately, I press my ear closer to Haruka’s mouth, trying to catch the

faint, frothy words.
I have no idea when and how the switch in her mind was turned on, but this
is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Perhaps, this might get us closer to the
cause of this condition—

“…yoshi… ni notte… ma… sen…”

She’s saying it. It’s a voice so small that I can hardly recognize it unless I
bring my ear very close, but she’s definitely saying something.

“…shi ha… kobi o uttari… masen…”

Kobi…? What? What is she saying?

“…shi no mono o… katte ni sutetari… kudasai…” (TLN: I tried to decipher

this and got nothing really. If someone gets it, leave it in the comments.)

It’s as if a broken record player started playing again, Haruka replays the
words that had been drifting inside her.

The words faintly escaping her mouth now are probably directed towards
something affecting her mind, not reality.

“…re wa… oi wai ni… otousama kara… re ta…”

But… I still have no idea what she’s talking about.

With a question mark in my mind, I bring my ear even closer to Haruka’s

mouth.

And—

“…taisetsu na sumahonan desu… dake wa… yurushite…”

—huh?

In an instant, a shiver runs down my spine.

“…Smartphone?”
Undoubtedly, she said those words.

A nickname that shouldn’t exist in this era.

Feeling a cold sweat breaking out on my skin, I look at Haruka in

astonishment.

However, the girl has already closed her mouth and returned to the state of
an expressionless doll.

While her appearance hasn’t changed, her countenance lacks vitality, like a
withered flower.

…Having endured such a severe passage of time, it’s as if all her will to live
has been completely robbed.

…What on earth is happening…? Why did Haruka say such a word…?

The pounding of my heart is so loud that it’s overwhelming.

As my brain gradually regains its composure, I begin to vaguely understand

the meaning of what just happened—my sweat continues to increase.

And then, I’m forcibly reminded of that memory.

In my past life, when I learned about Haruka’s ruin from the news.

“‘Shijouin family’s heiress, severe mental illness as a result of workplace

bullying.'”

“‘In a serious condition, unable to respond to her family’s calls.'”

“‘Female colleagues bullying her in the workplace, claiming she’s trying to

win favor with male employees.'”

“‘Excessive workloads, destruction of personal belongings, persistent

verbal abuse, and sometimes even violence.'”

The numerous articles that I could only stare at in shock at that time.
Facts too repulsive to bear witness to.

The information that left a deep scar in my heart at that time now
aggregates into the situation.

—Haruka, who uttered words not present in this era.

—Haruka, who has become like a broken doll.

—Events that didn’t occur in my past life but are happening now.

All these elements swiftly converge into a single line.

And all of it can be explained in just one word.

“I jumped through time…”

Feeling something cold in my organs, I uttered that word as if it were being

squeezed out.
 Chapter 136: One More Miracle to Go

In the midst of the gathering dusk, rain fell like tears.

I walked from the Shijouin residence to my home, umbrella in hand, my

steps feeble.

There were no words. My thoughts were a jumble, my mind shrouded in

darkness.

Afterward, I informed Fuyumi-san and Akiko-san that I would be cutting

short my visit.

During that time, my complexion was evidently ghastly, and the two
women from the Shijouin family expressed great concern for my well-
being. However, I feigned cheerfulness and managed to reassure them.

Now, I walked home alone, my head bowed in despair.

(Perhaps… my hypothesis is correct…)

The words Haruka spoke, like a flashback of a nightmare—there was no

doubt they matched the details of the workplace bullying she suffered in her
previous life.

And the final confirmation was the word “smartphone”.

Although smartphones already exist overseas, they haven’t yet made their
debut in Japan. Hence, there would be no reason for such an abbreviation to
exist.
(Which means… the one lying on that bed now must be the future Haruka,
broken by severe workplace bullying…)

If I assume this, then all the elements of this abnormal situation, which
would never normally occur, fall into place.

A Haruka from the future, just like me, who leapt through time. A Haruka
who, once innocent and pure, was mercilessly crushed by those wretched
scum, transforming into the figure I see now.

“Why… Why is this happening!? Haruka was trying to move towards a

happy future, why is some supernatural phenomenon deliberately bringing
ruin upon her!?”

I raged, slamming my umbrella into the ground, screaming towards the

dark, clouded sky.

What… What is this…!? Everything… everything was in vain!? Everything

I’ve done, everything I resolved to do to protect Haruka…!

I wanted to change the future. Not only for myself, but above all, to save
the girl named Shijouin Haruka, who had become an eternal gem in my
heart, from tragedy.

Yet, fate, spanning time itself, brought destruction to Haruka.

It mocked my desperate struggle to change the future.

“If I’m… breaking the rules as I leap through time and getting punished for
it, then so be it…! But why is the Haruka living in this moment being
punished? What crime has she committed!?”

Ignoring the rain soaking through my clothes, I shouted with unrestrained

emotion.

I cursed the irrationality that left me with nothing to do but shout in the face
of such injustice.
(Is there… really nothing I can do? Must I just stand by, helplessly
watching as Haruka deteriorates and withers away?)

Since I began my Youthful Revenge in this era, I’ve fought against various
things.

Though I’m just an ordinary person, I’ve strived to better my own life and
worked hard to ensure the girl I love doesn’t meet a tragic fate.

But… in the face of the situation before me now, I have no means to fight.

To regain the normalcy that was shattered by a supernatural phenomenon,

no conventional method will suffice.

(Why did I leap through time and return to this era in the first place—)

Hm…?

Then, a sudden idea flashed through my mind, extinguishing the blaze of

my anger.

I see. In the first place… what is my existence?

(If it were just me leaping through time, one could chalk it up to the whims
of a god or the mysteries of the universe… but if both Haruka and I, two
familiar individuals, are leaping through time, does that imply there’s a
pattern, a meaning… no, a purpose?)

Time leaps are a phenomenon entirely beyond human understanding;

perhaps trying to find meaning in it is foolish.

However—

In this moment, as Haruka, who has brought destruction from the future,
lies before me, I, the time leaper, earnestly wish to save her from the depths
of my heart.

If this situation, not a mere coincidence but intentionally orchestrated,

then…
Am I being expected to do something?

It’s a thread so fragile it’s almost presumptuous to call it hope.

Merely a desire born from optimistic speculation.

But—

“Listen! Whoever sent me leaping through time!”

In the pouring rain, I shouted loudly towards the sky.

“I don’t know who you are! Whether you’re a god, a demon, or an alien, I
honestly don’t care! But listen to my words!”

Fortunately, there was no one around, but even if there were, I wouldn’t
have stopped this insane, foolish shout.

“I… want to save Haruka! No matter what it takes! The seventeen-year-old

Haruka living in the present, and the future Haruka who has suffered
destruction! If that aligns with your objective—”

It was a shout driven more by impulsive emotion than any semblance of

thought.

“Take me to the place where I can prevent Haruka’s destruction! If I can

just get there, I’ll find a way to stop it!”

If what I thought happened actually did, I had no idea what the

consequences would be.

But still, if there was even a glimmer of hope, I wanted to bet everything on
it.

“I don’t care what happens to me after! Even if I can never return, even if I
have to collapse at that company on that night again just like fate intended!
So—!”
With a wail laden with tears of blood, I pled, staking my soul.

She’s a girl I truly love.

In my once pitch-black life, she shines eternally, like a star.

If it means Haruka can have a happy future, I’ll do anything.

As someone who has died once before, I am prepared for that…

“Please…! Just one more miracle…! Give me a chance to truly save

Haruka!”

Shouting with all my might, I lay prone on the wet asphalt, beseeching the
heavens.

In an era when celestial beings were deeply revered, much like people did
back then, I offered up a genuine, wholehearted prayer.

—There was no answer.

In the first place, there’s no rational explanation for there being ‘someone’
who would heed my voice.

Reality remains, shrouded in the darkening dusk, as cold rain mercilessly

soaks through my body.

But, at that moment—

Mixed in with the myriad sounds of rain hitting the asphalt, I felt like I
heard a sound from far away.

It was a sound akin to the ticking of an old clock, the clattering of gears.
Chapter 137: It’s Good to Have Mom and Kanako
as Family

“Welcome back, Shinichiro… Wait, hold on, aren’t you completely

drenched!?”

“Wow, seriously!? Hey, didn’t you take an umbrella? Not very planner-like
for our strategy expert big brother!”

From head to toe, I was soaked, and my mother and Kanako looked
astonished.

Either out of concern or to lift my spirits, these two have been coming to
greet me at the front door every time I return from the Shijouin house.

“Ah… Actually, the umbrella got blown away by the wind on the way. I got
pretty wet trying to chase after it to pick it up.”

In reality, I got soaked when I vented my frustrations by slamming the

umbrella on the ground and screaming at the rain, but saying that would
only make them worry even more, so I casually brushed it off.

“Wait a moment.”

Saying this, my mother quickly returned with a towel from the bathroom.

I took it and began to vigorously dry my hair and body.

“Goodness, once you’re done drying, hurry up and change and come to the
living room! I’m already starving!”

“Uh… Wait, does this mean you waited for me to come back for dinner?”
Because my footsteps on the way back were heavy, it was already quite late
in the afternoon. I thought that both of them would have eaten by now.

“Goodness, isn’t that obvious? Right now, Shinichiro, you’re going through
a really tough time. It’s precisely in times like these that you need to have a
meal with your family.”

“Yeah, yeah! If you eat alone when you’re super down, you’ll definitely
start thinking unnecessary things! Mom and I aren’t that heartless!”

“… Thank you, Mom, Kanako…”

The warmth of home seeped into my freezing body. I held back tears
threatening to spill from my eyes and sincerely thanked my precious family.

On the dining table, there were only dishes I loved.

Potato salad made with just onions and potatoes, hamburg smothered in
plenty of demi-glace sauce, miso soup with shimeji mushrooms and tofu,
and spinach ohitashi.

Lately, to cheer me up, my mother has been prioritizing my favorite dishes.

When I first tasted my mother’s home-cooked meal, which I thought I

would never eat again after leaping through time, I was so moved that I
ended up bawling my eyes out. Even now, the kindness my mother put into
her cooking makes my eyes brim with tears.

“Yeah, it’s delicious… Really delicious, Mom…”

“Hehe, I’m glad. Lately, you’ve been cooking for me a lot, so you need to
see your mother’s dignity properly.”

With a mischievous touch, my mother said this, and both Kanako and I
laughed in the warmth that surrounded us.

The ideal form of the Nihamas’ family that I had destroyed in my previous
life. A lively mother and a little sister with whom I had repaired my
relationship.
The scene I had desperately regained tightened my chest.

“By the way, um… Brother, is Haruka-chan… okay today too?”

“Ah, she’s still not doing well. She doesn’t seem to respond to anything
around her, just like before.”

Asked hesitantly by Kanako, I answered as casually as possible.

At first, my mother and Kanako seemed to think it was better not to discuss
Haruka’s condition in front of me, but I actually found it more comforting
to be able to talk about it with my family.

“Uhh? What are you talking about, big brother? How highly do you think of
yourself?”

The words of Kanako, spoken with puffed-up cheeks, were full of deep
kindness.

“You’re not some superhuman with nerves of steel, big brother! After all,
you love Haruka-chan so, so much, right? It’s normal to worry and feel
down when she’s not well! But apologizing means you think you’re like
some kind of super metal mental superhero, right!?”

“Uh… No…”

With her cheeks puffed up in a huff, Kanako’s words carried a profound

kindness.

You’re not a superhuman, you’re just a normal person, so when times get
tough, it’s okay to rely on your family. You don’t have to pretend to be
strong — that’s what they were indirectly telling me.

“That’s right, Shinichiro. Even though you’ve been doing housework every
day since spring and getting more and more reliable… you’re still a child.
You don’t have to force yourself to be an adult.”

“Mom…”
With the mental fortitude of an adult, I unconsciously harbored the thought
that I must be strong. It seems that these two, who probably understand this
to some extent, were telling me that it’s okay to show my weaker side.

“It’s okay to grieve as things are tough. They allow me to be a child in both
body and mind.”

“…I think I’m glad to be a part of Mom and Kanako’s family.”

“Huh…? That’s a bit too dramatic and kind of creepy, big brother. You’re
being a bit too melodramatic, aren’t you?”

I chuckled at Kanako’s slightly repulsed words. Yeah, they were a bit

cheesy for a high schooler to say.

But I had to say it firmly now.

If things go as I imagine, I don’t know when ‘it’ will happen. It could be

tomorrow, the day after, a month from now, or a year.

But I could potentially never return here again.

In a room lit only by a faint night light, I gazed absentmindedly at the

ceiling. It was already late at night, and Mom and Kanako should have been
asleep.

And once again, just like always, I had changed into my usual pajamas and
gone to bed.

Since that day I leaped back in time up until today, it had been the same
routine every day.

“Come to think of it… This was where I woke up on the day I time-
traveled…”

Since I was in my old room that should have long been dismantled, it was
quite confusing.
Or rather, considering the staggering combo of facing supernatural
phenomena after dying from overwork, I think it’s amazing I was able to
adapt from that day. Maybe I’m even tougher than I give myself credit for?

But since then, this room has changed significantly.

The cluttered light novels and games have been organized, and the desk has
more reference books and university brochures. I even bought some clothes
for going out, although just a few.

They say a room reflects one’s state of mind, and this room, which was just
the den of a run-of-the-mill introverted high schooler, seemed to have
changed quite a bit, as if reflecting a change in me.

Not just this room, but my school life and family environment have also
changed drastically from my previous life.

All the effort I put into realizing my ideals paid off, and my second life was
becoming incredibly vivid.

“In the end, it’s a testament to just how much I love Haruka, that the
moment she became like that, everything else started to look sepia-toned…”

I chuckled at my own wry smile.

I felt my consciousness waver. Maybe it was because I walked in the rain

today, or maybe I was just tired.

“…In the end, no matter how hard I try to make my life shine, I can’t give
up on Haruka. No matter how brilliant I make my own path with this
second chance at life, I can’t bear a life where Haruka stays like that. That’s
how much… I’ve fallen in love with her.”

So please…

“Give me one more miracle…”

As my consciousness faded, I fell into a pleasant slumber.

All the boundaries that defined me blurred, and I was released from
everything.

In the midst of it all…

I felt like I heard that old clock’s sound once again.

 Chapter 138: That Dream Resembled a Flashing
Lantern

It was a type of dream where I recognized that I was in a dream—a so-

called lucid dream.

“Wait… huh?”

Faced with this incredibly strange dream, I couldn’t help but groan.

First of all, it was just so dark. It felt like being inside a tunnel, surrounded
by nothing but pitch-black darkness.

Moreover, it felt oddly soft, like being in water, and even my own existence
felt unstable.

(What is this? I can’t see anything—huh?)

In this darkness, a thin band of light suddenly passed before me.

Upon closer inspection, it wasn’t a band of light at all, but rather a

collection of tiny lights, like stardust, flowing slowly from left to right.

Though it was as thin as a ribbon swaying in the wind, it was impossible to

measure its entire length, as both ends seemed to stretch infinitely far.

“Huh? A miniature Milky-way?”

While I was somewhat taken aback by this strangely different scenery, I

hesitantly reached out to touch the bright, stardust-like band.

Then—
“!?”

The dark space suddenly transformed into a sunlit grassy square, as if I’d
been teleported there in an instant.

Lush trees, blooming flowers, fluttering butterflies, families picnicking on

spread-out mats, elderly people jogging, housewives walking their dogs.

I was left dumbfounded by this utterly unexpected sight.

It felt like I’d been momentarily transported into a movie—just as I thought

this, I noticed something unbelievable.

Just a few meters away from me, a boy of about six was energetically
running around the park. His innocent face was familiar from the cherished
album my mother kept.

(Th-this… could it be… a younger me!?)

Upon closer inspection, my young mother and my departed father were

standing a little further away, watching over their child with smiles on their
faces.

Beside young me, there was also a young Kanako, full of smiles just like
me. The siblings were playing together happily without any trace of
discord.

Innocently happy, without a care in the world—this time of pure bliss

stretched out before me.

“It… disappeared!? But could this possibly be…”

As if a video had ended, the surroundings abruptly returned to the original

pitch-black space.

Then I realized the strangeness of it all.

(Somewhere in a park…? But I don’t smell soil or grass, and even though
the grass is swaying in the wind, I can’t feel anything…)
It felt as though I’d been thrown into a movie.

And then, I was left speechless as I noticed something even more

unbelievable.

Just a few meters away from me, a boy of about six was energetically
running around the park. His innocent face was familiar from the cherished
album my mother kept.

(Th-this… could it be… a younger me!?)

Upon closer inspection, my young mother and my departed father were

standing a little further away, watching over their child with smiles on their
faces.

Beside young me, there was also a young Kanako, full of smiles just like
me. The siblings were playing together happily without any trace of
discord.

Innocently happy, without a care in the world—this time of pure bliss

stretched out before me.

“It… disappeared!? But could this possibly be…”

As if a video had ended, the surroundings abruptly returned to the original

pitch-black space.

Then I realized the strangeness of it all.

(Somewhere in a park…? But I don’t smell soil or grass, and even though
the grass is swaying in the wind, I can’t feel anything…)

It felt as though I’d been thrown into a movie.

And then, I was left speechless as I noticed something even more

unbelievable.

Me and Haruka touring the cultural festival, both of us smiling amidst the
hustle and bustle.
Kanako and I going shopping, tackling a jumbo parfait together and panting
for breath.

Me being invited to the Shijouin family, sweating nervously in front of

Tokimune-san during the intimidating interview, and sharing tea with
Haruka in her room, creating a slightly pleasant atmosphere—

(Could it be… this ‘branch’ represents a new flow created by my time

leap?)

If this Milky Way truly represents the flow of time, then the first round’s
world is the original flow—essentially the official history, and the second
round’s world is a parallel world branching off from there.

“But in the end, what is this dream trying to say… Oh!”

Despite not touching it this time, the ‘scene’ started playing on its own.

It depicted a future state even beyond the times I had viewed until now.

“Hey, wait… of all things, it had to be scenes from around this time…”

To put it in a nutshell, it was a black hell. Scenes kept increasing of me, in a

suit, running around feeling sick as a wretched corporate slave in a
detestable company.

Late-night chugging of energy drinks for overtime, habitual verbal abuse

mixed with personality negation from the boss, life deteriorating to the
point where my eye bags grew darker.

And—being worked to death, exhausted and buried by work, a pitiable

death from overwork.

It was so horrifyingly cruel that I couldn’t help but let out a bitter self-
mocking laugh.

“If my school days were gray, then this is nothing short of murky—”
Just then, the ‘scene’ switched to a place I wasn’t familiar with, leaving me
speechless.

The scene was so brutal, far beyond anything comparable to how I died. I
wanted to cover my eyes.

“Haruka…”

For some reason, I was certain that the figure with its back turned to me in
what seemed like an office space was an adult Haruka dressed in a suit.

Perhaps because it wasn’t from my own memory, the image had quite low
resolution, and the figure of Haruka in her twenties wasn’t very clear.

Yet—even so, the scene that unfolded there struck my heart with uncanny
precision.

Grinning female coworkers piled paperwork on Haruka in the dimming

hours. Their faces, as they instructed her to work all night, twisted in a way
that seemed genuinely joyful.

Personal belongings like a shattered smartphone screen, soiled slippers, and

a torn notebook were tossed into the trash bin, while Haruka tearfully
collected them.

From behind her, voices from those who weren’t much different from
garbage, saying things like “It fell on the floor, so I mistook it for trash♪,”
could be heard.

After numerous such grotesque scenes—what I saw last was the grief of the
Shijouin family.

I heard nothing, felt nothing.

Before the Haruka whose mind had been broken over time, both Mrs. Akiko
and Mr. Shizuki wept bitterly, blaming themselves harshly for not seeing
their daughter’s suffering.
But even in front of such parents, Haruka showed no reaction as if she had
lost all perception of the world.

The gentle and innocent presence of Shijouin Haruka—had been

completely extinguished.

(Why… like this…)

Being confronted with that scene once again, I found myself shedding big
tears and sobbing uncontrollably. The feeling of helplessness and the
emotions with no outlet swirled in my chest.

Why did things turn out like this?

How can something like this even happen?

How can one hurt others and still laugh?

What on earth is so enjoyable about it?

I had thought the scum at my former company were terrible, but… why are
these people, who seem like their personalities have completely collapsed,
still alive and breathing so easily?

(In order to avoid this future, I’ve always been by Haruka’s side, doing
various things… but it seems that, rather than prevention, I have to directly
change the future.)

No matter how difficult it may be, since there’s no other way, I have to do
it.

And the only one who can do it is probably me in this world.

(…Ah… is the dream ending…)

Suddenly, I felt my consciousness flickering.

It seemed the time of the dream had come to an end, and it was time for me
to return to my reality.
(…I have to go. Back to that world I never wanted to return to. I have to
fight as an adult once again.)

But for that ticket, no matter what, I couldn’t reach it.

That’s why all I can do is pray.

That when I wake up next time—please let it be in that familiar hell.

 Chapter 139: Awakening in the Nostalgic Hell

The first sensation my dawning consciousness registered was a blinding

light.

“Ugh… mmm…”

As I shifted, I felt the worn fabric of my clothes and the wrinkled sheets
beneath me. A peculiar discomfort prickled under my chin, and scratching
at it, I encountered something sharp against my fingertips.

Slowly, I awakened and brought the world into focus.

Above, a single light fixture blazed, its cover encrusted with dust, creating a
speckled pattern from the garbage inside.

“…………”

It was a strangely familiar, yet conversely, an experience that felt foreign

for a long time. With this odd sensation, I slowly raised myself from the
futon.

And then—I came to realize where I was.

(……….Ah……….)

I gazed at this scene, akin to a nightmare, with a surprising calmness even

to my own senses.

First and foremost, it was dirty.

Trash of all sorts overflowed around my sleeping area.

Notifications from credit card companies and insurance firms, receipts,
plastic bags, wrappers from sweets, delivery cardboard and wrapping paper
—there was no room to even step.

In the kitchen, several grimy cups lay untouched, and empty containers
from convenience store lunches were piled high.

Furthermore, empty PET bottles and energy drink cans were scattered
about, and there were many empty beer and highball cans.

Surveying this free-for-all space, I found a grooming mirror on the low

table right beside my sleeping spot.

With sluggish movements, I picked it up and peered in.

Definite fear and faint hesitation.

Ignoring them, I confirmed what was reflected there.

“…Hey, it’s been a while.”

What was reflected there wasn’t the youthful high school me.

Deep shadows etched into a severely fatigued face, and the source of the
prickling sensation on my fingertips from earlier was a scruffy stubble.

Both mind and body were profoundly exhausted—the face of a man

weathered by the rough seas of society was there.

“…A second time leap, huh.”

In the extreme solitude of this garbage dump where no one else existed but
me, I murmured as if delivering the final blow to my own recognition.

“Ha… looking at it again, this room is in terrible shape.”

I surveyed the apartment, which looked like it hadn’t been cleaned in ages,
and muttered with a touch of self-deprecation. This line also emerged as an
attempt to mask what was swirling in my chest.

“I’ve come back… to this hellish future…”

This was no longer a dream. As a result of this second time leap, just like in
those terminal days, I’ve been banished from the ideal second life and now
find myself here.

“I might never… be able to return there again…”

Just thinking about it made tears well up, and a shiver ran through my entire
body. It felt as if I’d been tossed alone into the freezing night sky, with
bottomless fear and despair welling up inside me.

But even so—

“This is fine… this is exactly what I wished for…”

I closed my mouth, which was about to let out a sob, and turned my
attention to the smartphone lying by my pillow.

It felt nostalgic, as if it had been decades since I last held one – a

smartphone. While feeling its smooth texture, I opened the calendar app.

“Please… if this is different, then everything is meaningless…”

With a feeling akin to a prayer, I peered at the screen, and today’s date
leaped out at me.

The displayed year and month were from five years before I would die at
the age of thirty.
“‘Now’ is the era when I’m twenty-five,” I had declared.

“Alright…!”

With the most crucial point clarified, I let out a small cheer.

Haruka had attempted suicide and ended up like a living corpse at the age
of twenty-seven. Meaning, ‘now’ was two years before Haruka’s downfall.

“No, calm down… While the era may be right, it’s not confirmed if this is
really the future I know. Well, considering I’m living this corporate drone
lifestyle, it’s almost certain.”

However, how could I confirm this… I pondered, and a solution

immediately came to mind.

I searched for contacts on my smartphone and pressed the call button for the
person I could talk to most casually in this era. It was Thursday night at ten
o’clock… Well, I’m sure it’ll be fine if it’s him.

“Hey hey… What’s up at this hour, Niihama?”

I heard his voice from the phone, and I was filled with strange relief and
nostalgia.

To you, who stayed my friend no matter the era, I had nothing but gratitude.

“…It’s been a while, Ginji.”

“Huh? What are you talking about, you? We were just badmouthing the
workplace together the other day while drinking.”

“Oh, right, we did that? Well, never mind. There’s something I want to ask
you.”

Now, what should I ask… Yeah, that’s right.

If it’s about the event, he should have it in his memory.

“Hey, what did our class do for the second-year high school cultural
festival?”

“What kind of question is that to ask at ten in the evening!? We couldn’t

decide on anything back then, so our exhibition was half-baked!”

While complaining, Ginji answered me firmly, and his kindness was quite
comforting. I’m really glad we managed to maintain our connection even
after graduating high school…

“I see. So, it wasn’t in my second year of high school that I suddenly

became active and became friends with Shijouin-san? And we didn’t go to
the beach with you and three girls?”

“You spent your entire time until graduation quietly in the corner of the
class with me, and there were no gal-game-like events happening! What on
earth is going on with you!? There’s a limit to being half-asleep!”

At the word “half-asleep,” I couldn’t help but smile wryly.

That’s right, Ginji. If I think about it normally, me reliving my second year

of high school through time leaps is nothing more than a wishful dream of a
lonely guy.

But even so… I’m convinced that what I touched and felt there was not a
lie.

“Haha, my bad, my bad. It seems I had a bit too much to drink and got a bit
foolish. I’ll sober up and go to bed early.”

“Niihama… Are you really okay? Hey, I can only listen to your complaints
about work, but… if things get tough, you can tell me anytime, okay?”

“…Thanks, Ginji. Sorry for calling so late. Yeah, well, see you again
sometime.”

After ending the call, I gazed up at the less-than-tidy ceiling of my not-so-

clean home.
It seems I’ve needlessly worried adult Ginji.

“Perhaps this is the original flow of time, untouched by my interference

through time leaps… The ‘first-round world’ leading to my death from
overwork.”

After that wildly fantastical dream, the possibility briefly crossed my mind
that this might be the future of a second round world derived from time
leaps. However, that notion was shattered by Ginji’s testimony earlier.

“Then, all the conditions are in place. In this era of this world, I can still…
save Haruka from her downfall!”

The seventeen-year-old Haruka, who had become a vegetable due to mental

collapse. The only countermeasure I could think of to return her to normal
was this.

To counter supernatural phenomena with another supernatural phenomenon

– in other words, altering time through time leaps.

However, in theory, it wasn’t that complicated. The fact that the high school
Haruka in the second round world had become like a doll clearly reflected
the state of the adult Haruka who suffered a mental breakdown in the first
round world.

Therefore…

“If the adult Haruka in the first round world never reaches the point of
ruin… the second round world’s Haruka won’t be influenced by it
either…!”

This was only a possibility, and there was no certainty. It was a series of
assumptions built on top of each other, almost a mere hopeful speculation.

Furthermore, there were too many uncertainties with this plan.

First and foremost, even if the time leap occurred in response to my plea
and prevented the mental breakdown of the adult Haruka, it didn’t
necessarily mean I could time leap conveniently to a time before that.
At this point, it was a gamble.

Moreover, even if preventing the mental collapse of the adult Haruka in this
era did lead to a branched future, it might not necessarily save that high
school Haruka.

Finally, even if everything went well, there was no guarantee I could return
to that second round world.

In short, since I didn’t understand any of the rules regarding altering time,
this was nothing more than a reckless gamble with no map in a pitch-black
sea.

“But, there was no other choice. I couldn’t think of any other way to save
Haruka, like some protagonist in a sci-fi story…”

So, I called out to the source of the time leap, not even knowing if it
existed, and arrived in an era before Haruka’s mental collapse.

“Even so… I’ll do it…”

I didn’t know what would happen as a result of this second round of time
leaps.

But I declared my vow, even if it meant clinging to a rock and fulfilling it.

To save the existence of Shijouin Haruka – that’s why I’m here.

Since waking up in this place, my organs have been constantly tormented

by anxiety and fear. But at the same time, I’m sure of the determination and
fervor swirling in my chest.

“To save Haruka, I’ll push forward no matter how far…!”

In this room akin to a garbage dump, I shouted towards the fate I had to
break through from now on.
 Chapter 140: Swaying on a Packed Train in a
World with Smartphones

The time is early morning.

After a long time, I shaved and washed my face, going through the almost
forgotten routine of getting ready for work.

I put on a shirt, wore slacks, fastened my belt, and tied a necktie.

Looking at myself, unmistakably dressed like a salaryman, I let out a sigh

as if reluctantly acknowledging that I had become an adult again.

However… compared to when I was thirty and facing the end, my body at
twenty-five is in impeccable shape.

(No gray hair or hair loss… Even my internals, which had various problems
nearing the end, seem to be in decent condition now.)

During this period, I was so desperate to fulfill my role as a working adult,

and I held baseless dreams that if I could overcome this hardship, happiness
would await.

Little did I know that the result of working like a horse would lead to my
mother’s sudden death, estrangement from my sister, and ultimately my
own demise at the hands of the company.

(Now… let’s go. To the everyday life of this time when I am twenty-five.)

As I open the front door of my apartment on the third floor, I am greeted by

the chilly morning breeze and gentle sunlight.
It’s a scene of the morning commute that I’ve seen thousands of times,
but…

(Haha… Seeing pedestrians with smartphones makes it feel like I’ve

returned to the future…)

In the second iteration of the world—when I was in high school—there

were fewer people walking down the street tinkering with their phones
since flip phones were the norm.

Just that alone made everyone seem earnest.

But now, those who don’t let go of their smartphones while walking down
the street are the unmistakable proof that the times have leaped forward.

For better or worse, there is an abundance of content for solitary living,

making it an era where real-life connections have faded.

(First… I have to go to that place where I was killed. Whatever I do, I have
to start from there.)

Descending the stairs of the apartment and becoming a part of the people on
the street, I stepped into this world.

The first-world where I worked like a drone—five years before the world
where I died at the age of thirty.

What I hold in my heart is a mission I must fulfill at the risk of my entire

existence.

What I envision in my mind is the smile of the girl I cherish to a maddening

degree.

Armed with just that, I walk down a path full of uncertainties.

The crowded train was filled with salarymen heading to work.

Everyone in the packed train car looked as gloomy as pressed sushi, and the
only thing filling the air was the weariness of tired adults.
The cityscape outside the train, not far from my hometown, was vastly
different from the era when I was sixteen.

(Yeah, the scenery is completely different… There are many new buildings
that didn’t exist in the time when I was sixteen, and a considerable number
of small shops have changed too…)

On the city street television that I glimpsed, they were reporting on the
effects of last year’s increase in the consumption tax to eight percent, as
well as the expansion of radical armed groups in the Middle East. It truly
felt like a different era.

(Haha… This vivid morning at twenty-five makes me want to cry…)

The middle-aged man standing next to me reeks of cigarettes, and the

strong perfume of the lady diagonally in front stings my nose.

Compared to that sparkling world when I was sixteen, I’m unavoidably

aware that I’ve returned to being an adult.

(But well, even though it feels like I was just a high school student until
yesterday, now I’m in a suit on a packed train. Moving so easily between
the past and the future, my head might really start to spin…)

The thought crosses my mind whether I’m in reality or a dream, and if

perhaps my very existence is nothing but a lie.

The only thing that was real was the worst death I faced at thirty, and the
youth I relived by time leaping back to high school, now at twenty-five,
amid the scene of my commute, is all of it perhaps nothing more than a long
dream—

(No, that can’t be… No way…)

In the midst of this situation that could drive someone insane with a second
time leap, I strongly denied it.

In that second world, I was able to reunite with my lively mother who was
alive and well.
I could now exchange laughter with Kanako, which ended in passing last
time.

And, I spent vivid days with Haruka, who smiled like a sunflower.

All of that golden everyday life was radiant, and I trembled with joy, tears
streaming down my face, at its brilliance.

(I didn’t know about something like that. Something like that didn’t exist in
my life. Those days that shone so brilliantly like the sun… couldn’t have
been born from my shoddy fantasies.)

Because I never knew the radiance of life, I can assert that it was vividly
real.

That’s why, I will protect those beautiful days, like a cluster of stars.

By doing what needs to be done in this era.

(Get a grip, me… Even though everything is full of assumptions and there’s
no certainty in anything… still, it’s not like there’s no assurance at all.)

That was the thin thread of logic supporting my heart.

(Time leaps must want me to do something…)

First, I time leaped from thirty to my high school days, and then a high
school Haruka time leaped into the adult Haruka. Explaining this away as
mere coincidence is quite a stretch.

What’s decisive is that the time leap, tantamount to a god’s miracle,

happened at my one prayer. Granting my wish, it perfectly sent me to this
era—meaning there’s an existence observing my existence.

From this, I can infer—

(… The activation of time leaps isn’t random; it’s driven by someone’s will
or some kind of law. If so, every time travel must have a purpose, and there
should be some role for me.)
I don’t know what that role is.

If every time leap is intentional, I can’t fathom what the orchestrator, be it a

god or an extraterrestrial, wants.

(Whether they gave me a second life or intentionally brought destruction to

Haruka, and even answered my wish to save her… it’s really unclear what
they want.)

But, if I’m just stating the current situation, I’m being pushed from the
spacetime.

Even though I’m scheming an incredible time alteration.

(At best, there’s only this bit as reassurance… But my mission remains
unchanged. I will run through this era until I save Haruka…!)

Well, anyway—first, I need to secure a foothold.

First and foremost, I need to settle the score with the salaryman who killed
me.

So, I’m heading.

To hell for me.

To that place I thought I’d never set foot in again.

Chapter 141: “Enough already, you damn idiot!!”

The company building was quietly nestled in a corner of the urban area.

It was not an overly large building, and the cracks and stains on the walls
that had been left unattended spoke volumes about the true nature of this
company.

Makkuro Trading Co., Ltd.

The sinister melting pot where every element of a “black” company had
been thrown in.

(…I’m surprisingly calm.)

The wretched hell that had thoroughly destroyed my life. As I stood at the
entrance again, I half-expected traumatic flashbacks and even
hyperventilation, but strangely, I felt nothing.

Once, just entering this building would make me feel nauseous—

(Well, it works in my favor. Let’s call this a long-awaited return to the

office.)

I passed through the company’s entrance into the smoky interior. I headed
for a specific department rather than my own desk.

I passed by familiar faces of colleagues along the way, but there was hardly
any emotion. They, too, wore uniformly tired expressions, and there was no
cheerful atmosphere in sight.

(With the turnover rate being so high, people leave before anyone can get
close. Honestly, I barely remember the faces of any of my colleagues…)
“Oi, Tanaka! Haven’t you finished that proposal I told you to do yet?! I said
do it in a day!”

“I-I’m sorry! B-but, before that, I was instructed to make an estimate for
Motoki Trading Co. yesterday, and I had to stay overnight…! I really didn’t
have the time…”

“That’s because you’re leisurely sleeping at night, you idiot! Don’t think
you can get any sleep as a working adult! Damn it, you’re useless!”

In a section I happened to pass, hysterical shouting echoed from early in the

morning, and a young man was bowing and apologizing, looking like he
was about to cry.

And this wasn’t particularly unusual. With just a little attention, you could
hear dirty shouts echoing from all over the company.

(All the management here are useless, and they just make the lower ranks
work. They’re engaged in personality-denying harassment that’s practically
on the level of company ethics and internal regulations… Looking at it
again, it’s amazing how this is considered normal here. There’s not a hint of
corporate ethics or compliance.)

Incidentally, if a capable person did come in, the managers would engage in
particularly overt bullying to protect their own positions, and they’d quickly
drive them out.

Of course, if they continued this, capable talent would stop coming in, and
the performance would worsen—leading to the necessity of salarymen.

Like me, someone weak-willed and vulnerable to power harassment, they’d

bind them in fear and secure numerous just-work-without-overtime
machines as part of their slave plantation, a cost-cutting technique to keep
the company afloat.

(Really, why did I stay in a place like this…)

As I felt a deep sense of disdain for myself, I walked down the grimy
hallway, looking at the unchanging hell around me as if it were someone
else’s problem.

When I reached my desk, the only thing that flashed through my mind were
the wretched memories that made me want to retch blood.

My seat, where I had endured countless shouts and worked to the point of
losing my mind.

Looking back now, it was clearly madness to toil away in this small prison
day after day, as if I had lost all my human rights.

(Well, it’s fine. With this, I’m finally completely cutting ties with this place
that corroded my life.)

Two hours had already passed since I arrived at the office, but during that
time, I hadn’t actually done the work I used to do at this time.

I had come first and foremost to settle the score.

“Oi, Niihama! What the hell do you think you’re doing?!”

A middle-aged man barged into my desk with the force of a surprise attack
when I had just about finished my assigned task.

“Manager…”

He was a heavily built, obese man in his fifties, and among the rotten
management, he was one with an especially hideous core.

Since joining the company, he had been the symbol of my fears, and the
unreasonable amount of work he imposed and the constant torrents of abuse
had undoubtedly worn away my vitality.

It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to call him the man who drove me to work

myself to death.
(Come to think of it, after the second cultural festival, I dozed off and
dreamt about this guy… At that time, I sank into the depths of despair,
wondering if the whole second-life thing was just a dream. But it was
probably because this guy’s face was such a vivid representation of my
corporate slave life.)

Well, at that time, I did get some satisfaction from beating him to a pulp in
the dream to vent my long-standing grievances…

“What’s wrong, Manager? You seem a bit worked up for the morning.”

“What’s wrong? What the hell is this?!”

With a thud, the manager slammed an envelope onto my desk. Clearly

written on its surface was “Resignation Letter.”

It was the one I had submitted to HR first thing in the morning.

“Well, I was planning to talk to you about it, Manager, but for now, I’ve
submitted the necessary documents for administrative processing. Due to
significant deterioration in my health and dissatisfaction with the treatment
of unpaid overtime, I have decided to resign.”

“Huh…?”

As I calmly informed him, the manager stared at me as if a dumbfounded

beast had suddenly started speaking.

“As for the handover, I’ve placed a complete manual in the shared folder, so
please instruct the successor to refer to it. As for various other matters, I’ve
just sent out emails to all relevant parties.”

In this company, there were no proper operation manuals, and there were
also many locally defined rules set by individuals. For this reason, I had
been diligently creating a detailed manual with precise procedures, which
functioned as the latest version of the handover document.

“After determining my resignation date, I plan to take all unused paid leave
until that day. With that said, thank you for everything up until now.”
In terms of gaining freedom of action from now on, and in the sense that I
shouldn’t have stayed in this company for even a second, resignation was a
necessary step. In my life, it was something that should have been done
much earlier.

“Huff… Don’t screw with meeeeeeeee! You’re quitting!? Do you think

such a thing will be allowed, huh!? You want to be beaten to death, don’t
you!”

It was expected, but the overweight manager went ballistic, spitting out
foam as he yelled. He was so upset that it seemed like his blood vessels
might burst any moment. I vaguely thought it would be nice if he just
keeled over then and there.

“First of all, someone like you who’s quitting won’t be able to survive out
there! We’re kind enough to hire a useless guy like you, and this is how you
repay us!?”

Due to the commotion that had erupted early in the morning, my colleagues
had gathered around, and they were divided into those who nodded deeply
at the manager’s words and those who trembled under the boss’s wrath. In a
normal company, such a remark would warrant disciplinary action, but in
the end, no one reprimanded him.

“Thank you for your concern. However, I won’t change my intention to

resign. Setting aside what comes next, first and foremost, I want to escape
from this workplace that’s breaking my body and soul.”

“W-what…?”

As I responded in a matter-of-fact manner, the manager’s expression shifted

to one of perplexed confusion.

(Hmm? …Ah, I see. Normally, when he shouts like that, I’d be paralyzed in
fear. It’s completely unexpected for him that I’m calmly responding.)

Certainly, in my former self, I wouldn’t have been able to rebel against him,
dominated as I was by fear. Every day was terrifying and painful—no
matter how important something was, I would run away from anything that
seemed like it might hurt my heart.

(Most of the reason I couldn’t quit for so long was mainly because of that…
It’s strange. Even when I used to be so terrified of the manager’s shouting,
now I don’t feel a trace of fear.)

That’s undoubtedly because I redid my high school life in that second

world.

With an overwhelming burden of regret in my heart, I returned to the past

and faced everything without fear.

In doing so, as I gained various things, I naturally came to realize.

That my life as a corporate drone… was just how absurd it was.

(Back in the second world, I thought my high school self, who worried too
much about the school caste, was foolish… But looking at my past self who
obediently submitted to this crap boss, I can only think I was truly an idiot.)

When I returned from my reverie, the manager in front of me was seething

with anger.

“Don’t underestimate me, Nihamaaaa!! Who said you can quit here! If I
don’t approve the application, you can’t resign, and of course, your leave
request will be rejected! You dare say such insolent things in front of me…
You must be prepared, right!?”

“Well, I don’t have time for things like that.”

To the obese boss who was frothing at the mouth and shouting so much it
seemed like he was on some sort of drug, I shot back with words that I was
genuinely fed up with.

In response, not only the dumbfounded manager but also the people around
us were left speechless with astonished expressions.
“Resignation and paid leave are the rights of workers. You do know the
company can’t refuse that, right? I’ve left evidence of my paid leave
application, and I’ll send the resignation letter by certified mail later, so
there’s no use arguing about not receiving it. But if you still won’t
acknowledge my resignation… shall we go to the labor standards office or
something? Well, if it comes to that, the company is likely to be in big
trouble when various violations are uncovered.”

“Y-You…!”

When I dreamt of this during the cultural festival in the second world, I
could rebuke this crap boss without hesitation because I knew it was a
dream.

But now, even knowing that this was undeniably real, I was slamming my
anger at him without hesitation.

For me, who had relearned the most important thing in life in that second
world, there was no longer a trace of fear for this fool right in front of me.

“Phew, well then, I’ll take my leave. You can stay there and keep shouting
like a thug for the rest of your life. It’s really pathetic for someone in their
fifties who can only preserve their self-esteem by shouting at subordinates
because their life is so empty.”

“—–!”

The manager, who was now so overwhelmed with anger that he couldn’t
even speak, was trembling all over and dyed in a deep shade of anger.

But that sort of thing was already beyond my concern.

“I’ve written down my desired resignation date in the email, so please

confirm and notify me of the approval. Well then, as I said earlier, I’ll be on
leave starting today, so I’ll take my leave.”

Saying this, I grabbed my bag and left the spot.

Most of the crucial parts of the resignation procedure that had been
dragging on until I worked myself to death were smoothly completed in just
one day.

The gazes from the people around me were mostly filled with astonishment,
but it was already something that had nothing to do with me.
 Chapter 142: I Quit My Job

Around noon in the office district.

In a calm atmosphere coffee chain, I was sipping a cafe latte.

(I’ve quit… surprisingly easily…)

The process isn’t entirely finished, but legally speaking, once I’ve
communicated my intention to resign, the company can’t refuse.

In other words… at this point, my resignation is nearly finalized. If the

company insists otherwise, I can always resort to the appropriate measures.

In my past life… why couldn’t I do something as simple as this?

After becoming a working adult, it didn’t take me long to realize how

abnormal my company was. However, because changing the current
situation required effort and was frightening, I couldn’t bring myself to
implement the simplest and most effective solution: resigning.

If it was too difficult for me to act on my own, there were plenty of options,
like using a resignation service…

“Now…”

Putting an end to my self-disgust, I took out my smartphone with a stern

expression.

“There’s a good chance they’re mainly working from home around this
time…”

The registered name in my contacts read: ‘Home’.

Just looking at those two characters made my stomach feel as heavy as lead.
Cold sweat ran down my entire body, and I was overcome with a guilt that
felt like my chest was being torn apart.

But even so, upon returning to this world, I had to stop my wrongdoing.
With that resolution, I dialed the number — and the call connected
immediately.

“… What is it?”

“…Kanako…”

My older sister’s voice came from the other side of the smartphone, filled
with contempt.

But that was only natural.

Since I graduated high school and started working, Mom had been worrying
excessively about me and her health started deteriorating. Unable to leave
Mom alone, Kanako continued living at home… She had witnessed my
deteriorating state for a long time.

“… Kanako has repeatedly tried to convince me to quit this black company.

If I did, not only would my life be spared from ruin, but Mom wouldn’t
have to worry anymore… That’s really true.”

However, lacking the courage to quit, I kept evading the subject. From
Kanako’s perspective, I was nothing but the worst older brother, neglecting
to address my deteriorating life and our mother’s declining health.

“Why on a weekday? Mom will be out, so I’m hanging up. Honestly, just
hearing your voice—”

“I quit my job.”

“Huh…”

When I announced this, I could hear Kanako gasp on the other side.
“I’ve finally realized, even though it’s too late. I was an idiot to throw away
my life in that hellish workplace, causing Mom nothing but worry… I can’t
believe how unbelievably stupid I was.”

“…Uh…”

How difficult it was to escape the darkness, no matter how much Kanako
persuaded me. Her voice was filled with surprise, not entirely able to grasp
this sudden change in her older brother.

“The next time I come home, I’ll tell everyone properly. But I had to call
you both immediately to let you know. I’m really sorry, Kanako.”

“… What is…?”

After finishing my report and apology, Kanako’s voice trembled with a

mixture of emotions.

“Why didn’t you do this sooner!? Even though everyone tried to persuade
you, you never budged. And now, suddenly, like it’s some whim…!”

Her anger, ignited by a long-standing frustration, was justified.

“Do you have any idea how much Mom worried about you during the seven
years since you started working!? What’s the meaning of doing this
now…!”

Sobbing and teary, Kanako’s words were a blend of anger.

“…Did you really… quit?”

“Yeah, I’ve already submitted my resignation letter, and I turned down the
company’s attempts to keep me.”

“I see…”

Just moments ago, Kanako’s voice, which had been filled with anger, now
carried a deep weariness.
“I see… Well, at least now… it won’t be the worst.”

“…gh…”

That sigh of relief was, in fact, my ultimate punishment.

In the first loop of my life, I led the Niihama family to the ‘worst’ fate.
Adult Kanako had been praying to avoid that conclusion – knowing this
only made my guilt dig deeper into my chest.

“I haven’t forgiven you. But… I’ll choose to see this one action as a step in
the right direction. Please, from now on, don’t make Mom worry…”

“Yeah, I’ll never do anything to make the family sad again. …Apologizing
to you and Mom will never be enough, but please, let us have a proper
conversation next time. The three of us as a family.”

“…Yeah, let’s do that. If we do, I’m sure Mom will be happy.”

“Alright. I’ll get in touch again. I’m really… sorry.”

Listening to Kanako’s voice, now freed of its burdens, I ended the call.

(…This is just the consequence of my own actions… bear it.)

In the coffee-scented air of the shop, I muttered to myself as I pocketed my

smartphone.

The future I was originally heading towards: death by overwork in a black

company, and the subsequent collapse of the Niihama family.

It wasn’t inevitable or unavoidable. With a little courage, it could have been

easily resolved – and today, I had proven just that.

Realizing how foolish my first-loop self had been, knives seemed to pierce
my heart one after another.

“…But for now, it’s over. Before I deal with the main issue, there are some
minimum things I need to take care of.”
Despite being tormented by the weight of my conscious sins, I murmured in
a low voice.

Returning to this first-loop world, the first thing I needed to take care of
was escaping that godforsaken black company and putting an end to
Kanako and Mom’s sorrow.

With this settled, I could now approach the original goal I had in this first-
loop world without any reservations.

“Now, let’s get to it, shall we?”

Operating my smartphone, I called up the map app, savoring the

convenience leagues beyond a regular flip phone.

The search term I entered was… the name of the company I had seen
plastered across magazines and online news countless times.
 Chapter 143: Meeting the Grown-Up You

The time was evening.

As the streets filled with salarymen carrying their briefcases, I stood at a

certain location near the heart of the city.

(Here we go… Damn, I’m getting nervous.)

My heart raced incessantly since I had finally decided to get to the “main
subject.” After all, if I fail this, it’s all over.

(…If I mess this up, the second world’s Haruka will remain the same. And
eventually, this first world’s Haruka will suffer the same fate due to
bullying.)

The weight of responsibility pressed down on me, the heaviest burden I’d
ever felt in my entire life.

But, none of that mattered. Who backs down just because the bar is set
high? (TLN: Me. 😦 )

I was originally just an introverted, weak-willed guy, like a dime a dozen.

But now, in my heart, there’s a resolute determination to achieve my goal,

no matter the obstacles.

What fuels that determination is the insane regret I feel for the pitiful first
life I led.

I’ll never experience that kind of suffering again.

I’ll crush the impending worst-case scenario no matter what—that’s the

resolve I hold.
(And now, it’s not just that…)

What comes to mind are the scenes from the second world.

In my second youth as a high school student, I gained many things I’d

missed before.

Improvement in my relationship with my sister, a youth with everyone at

school, an expanded circle of friends.

And above all—forging a deep bond with Haruka.

I recall Haruka’s radiant smile, her eyes that reflected me, and the many
moments we spent together.

The determination to protect the future of the girl I hold dear burns within
me with a terrifying intensity.

(Don’t underestimate the introvert who defies time…! I’m a dangerous

individual who’d even alter history to fulfill my own love!)

With this determination firmly set, I stopped in my tracks.

In the direction of my gaze, a six-story tall corporate building stood.

It was a major company in the local industry, with a fair amount of

recognition due to TV commercials and the like.

This was the workplace where Haruka had continued to go. This detestable
place, where they killed the heart of that innocent girl.

(As impressive as this renowned company’s building is… I guess the inside
isn’t necessarily clean after all…)

In my previous life, when Haruka met her downfall, I, in my corporate

slave days, read the article with a sense of disbelief, hoping it was some
kind of mistake. I absorbed the content as if my life depended on it.
As a result, I came to intimately understand the grotesque extent of the ugly
bullying that led to Haruka’s demise, leaving me with a lasting trauma.
However, this also etched the name of the company responsible firmly in
my memory.

And now, I stand in a position where I can see the entrance of that company,
pretending to fiddle with my phone like a detective on a stakeout.

I’m here to meet the adult Haruka who will soon come out from there.

(My sole purpose is one… to avoid the worst-case scenario of Haruka

becoming a shut-in.)

And the concrete means to achieve this is surprisingly simple.

(Haruka continued to suffer severe bullying in the company, which

ultimately led to her mental breakdown. So, just like I did today… it would
be best if Haruka also quits the company.)

But, convincing her will be quite challenging.

After all, in this first-world, Haruka and I have no more than the
relationship of ‘classmates in high school’, and our contact is very sparse.

Haruka has probably long forgotten about me.

(But that doesn’t matter… I have to do it. Starting from a position almost as
a complete stranger, it feels like I might cry, but first, I need to establish a
position where I can talk to Haruka.)

With my determination firm, I, once again, focus on the company’s

entrance.

About two hours have passed since the standard quitting time, and there’s
been no sign of anyone coming out of the building.

Perhaps today is an off-site or something—I thought.

“…Haruka…”
I muttered in amazement as the figure of a woman emerged from the
company’s entrance.

The now twenty-five-year-old Shijouin Haruka, the same age as me, was
there.

First, what captivated me was her matured beauty.

Her beauty, already angelic back in high school, now combined the allure of
an adult and the innocence of a girl, creating something that could only be
described as goddess-like.

She wore a rather plain ladies’ suit, but having seen Haruka from high
school until just recently, I was captivated by the contrast of this adult
symbol.

Her eyes, like sparkling stars, her lustrous lips, and her long hair gleaming
with radiance, all shone brighter than in high school, with no shadow on her
beauty.

But—

(…What’s with that expression…)

From the face of the adult Haruka, radiating mature charm, that radiant
innocence had disappeared.

She seemed devoid of vitality, like a widow mourning a loved one, with
only the profound fatigue evident.

Exhausted from being an adult, a woman stood there who had lost hope.

“…”

As someone who knew the blooming smile of Haruka in high school, I felt
my chest tighten at this deeply wounded expression.

How much pain must she have endured to have that radiant sparkle
disappear from her face—?
(…It hurts, but I can’t think about it now. I just need to make contact with
Haruka…!)

With determination, I once again observe the company’s entrance.

“…”

As someone who knew Haruka’s smiling face that bloomed in high school,
my heart tightens at this deeply wounded expression.

To see that girl who was like the sun now with such a clouded face… just
how much pain must she have experienced—?

(…It hurts, but I can’t think about it now. Anyway, I need to make contact
with Haruka…!)

With the chance presenting itself, I slowly approach Haruka.

What I’m doing is nothing short of stalking, but for me at this moment,
there’s no other way to establish contact other than to approach her on the
street.

“Ex… excuse me! Could I have a moment?”

“…?”

As I call out to her, Haruka slowly turns to look at me.

Her eyes are still as beautiful as jewels, but there’s a shadow of deep
exhaustion in their radiance.

(…It’s Haruka… Truly, the adult—)

When I look directly at her, I momentarily catch my breath at the aura and
beauty she exudes.

The girl I love most in the world has grown up, and my heart can’t help but
race.
“Uh, I’m sorry for stopping you so suddenly. I am—”

“—I must decline.”

The moment I try to say the prepared words, Haruka’s sharp voice descends
on me like a cold shower.

“I cannot entertain any invitations from you. Please understand.”

Without showing any emotion, Haruka states it like a routine administrative

procedure.

This dry and unemotional way of speaking, along with her expression, so
different from the Haruka of high school, leaves me somewhat shocked and
frozen.

“Then, I’ll take my leave.”

“Ah…”

With that, Haruka turns on her heel, intending to leave this place.

…She’s leaving.

Haruka is disappearing from right in front of me.

The intense anxiety I feel at this moment isn’t because the key to saving
high school Haruka is moving away from me—no, it’s not that.

It’s because this exhausted Haruka is vanishing into the darkness beyond
my reach.

She’s headed back onto a path of suffering that I can’t see.

Riding on the tracks of a predetermined future, she’s heading towards a

future where her heart will shatter—

The sight of this woman, wearing such a pained expression, returning to a

path of anguish, fills me with a burning impatience that feels like my nerves
are searing.

“I wanted to say…! Back in high school, I wanted to tell you all along!”

In my efforts to get closer to Haruka, I’d completely forgotten the words I’d
prepared.

Instead, what naturally spilled out were the feelings that had settled in my
heart.

“Because back then, I hardly ever talked to girls…! That time, when you,
Haru… Shijouin-san, asked me for a recommendation for a light novel, I
was so happy!”

“Huh…?”

As Haruka, who was about to leave, suddenly stops, her wide eyes turn
toward me.

“After that, even though you started conversations with me about light
novels and stuff, I always got flustered…! If I made you uncomfortable, I’m
really sorry! I just couldn’t talk properly because I was so nervous!”

Letting out all my feelings in one breath, I exhale roughly.

Damn it, what am I yelling about.

To me, this is the only beautiful memory in my introverted youth, but to

Haruka, it’s probably just something like talking a bit with Mob Boy A. It’s
likely etched in her memory—

“…Niihama, right?”

“Huh…”

As Haruka, unexpectedly, utters my name, my eyes widen in surprise.

Chapter 144: The Mission to Skillfully Lead Away
the Fragile Beauty

“Niihama…?”

“Huh…”

She remembers me…?

In the second loop, maybe, but in the first loop world, the socially awkward
guy with a barely-there presence?

“You… remember me…?”

“Yes, of course. When we were library committee members… you

recommended a light novel to me.”

She spoke, reminiscing about what was my most beautiful memory.

“I haven’t been able to read much lately… but back then, I got really
hooked. So, I was grateful to you, Niihama-kun.”

With those words, Haruka quietly smiled.

It wasn’t the lively smile from our high school days, but a smile tinged with
a hint of melancholy…

(She remembers… me…)

I felt like tears were about to well up.

She remembered that precious memory, framed in my recollections, not just

me but Haruka as well.
That fact was the greatest solace in that grey youth.

“Um… I’m really sorry about earlier. I thought a stranger was trying to
approach me, so I responded pretty coldly… It’s been a long time.”
“Ah, no, it’s only natural! You bumped into me by ‘chance,’ and if a guy
approaches you on the street at this hour, it’s only natural to be on guard!”

Although it was the only option I had to approach her on the street, I was
aware that it was a situation where she could scream.

And of course, ‘chance’ was an outright lie.

“Hehe… it seems like you’ve become brighter, Niihama-kun. But, when

flustered, your expression is just like back then.”

With an adult charm different from back then, Haruka chuckled.

“By the way, it really is a coincidence… Are you working around here,
Niihama-kun?”

“Yeah, not exactly nearby, but it’s in the same city. Well, it’s a pretty tough
place.”

I deliberately didn’t mention that I had quit from there today. I followed up
with a self-deprecating smile.

“I’m a bit embarrassed to admit it, but it’s actually quite a ‘black’ company.
And I’m not in the good graces of my boss, so they intentionally piled on
work at the last minute, and every day, they’d say things that felt like an
attack on my personality. So, I’m worn out every day.”

“…”

As I disclosed this, Haruka showed a noticeable reaction.

The reason needed no imagination.

Haruka was being tormented day and night just like this.

“So… I understand, Shijouin-san. You must be going through a lot at work,

right?”

“Wha…!?”
She gasped loudly, taken aback by my earnest inquiry.

“Is your body also acting up in various ways? Feeling short of breath just
from sitting down, being tired but not able to sleep at all…”

“Why… why would you…!?”

“Because I’ve seen plenty of people at work who were pushing themselves
too hard. Just by looking at their complexion, I could tell roughly how bad
it was. It’s not just today or yesterday that’s been tough. I’m guessing it’s
become a daily struggle for you.”

Of course, I could say this with confidence because I knew in detail what
had happened to Haruka.

However, even if it hadn’t been the case, I would have been able to sense
the oppressive atmosphere surrounding Haruka.

The agony seeping through her face was nothing but that of someone who
had been relentlessly torn apart, someone I knew all too well.

(Now, from here…)

With sweat dampening my nervousness, I gazed directly at the adult

Haruka.

Just for this moment, I needed to weave reality and fiction together to
establish a connection with her.

If we parted here as ‘old classmates,’ there would be no future beyond this.

“Hey, Shijouin-san. I know this is sudden and I apologize, but… would you
join me for a meal?”

“Huh!?”

Haruka’s eyes widened in surprise at my casual suggestion.

That was only natural. If we were still students, it might be one thing, but
now that we were both adults, this invitation was quite forward.

“…I just spoke to you on a whim, thinking about the old times. I didn’t
really plan on getting too involved. I just wanted to talk a bit about back
then and say goodbye.”

This was a lie. I knew Haruka’s current situation.

However… if this wasn’t the future I knew, but a world where Haruka was
living happily, I would ultimately respect that happiness.

“But… seeing you like this, Shijouin-san, I can’t just leave it at that. That’s
what I feel. You’re wearing such a troubled expression.”

“Huh…”

“Just like I said earlier, I’ve seen plenty of people with the same expression
who ended up going off the deep end. Each and every one of them… their
endings were tragic.”

This was my honest feeling.

No matter what, I wanted to save this adult Haruka, who was imprisoned in
a gloomy darkness. I absolutely couldn’t allow her to be swept away into a
future of destruction…!

“And… aren’t you keeping it all to yourself, Shijouin-san? You haven’t

seriously talked about your pain with your family or anyone else, right?”

“…”

Haruka, who had been struck close to the truth, gasped, but this was
something I already knew as well.

If Haruka had communicated her pain to her family… her parents, who
cared so deeply for her, wouldn’t leave her be in such a state.
“I’m just a classmate you happened to run into on the street. Tomorrow, I’ll
be a stranger again. So—no matter how meddlesome it might be—I think
it’s necessary for you right now to let it out.”

“Niihama, you…”

Haruka called out my name, bewildered.

In her voice, there seemed to be a change in her recognition of my

existence.

“So, please, Shijouin-san. Just for today, with the familiarity of those days,
won’t you accompany me?”

In the night street filled with darkness, I earnestly made my request,

illuminated by a streetlight.

Though I repeated my words… no matter what, the two of us were adults of

opposite sexes. It wouldn’t be strange for Haruka to think that what I was
saying was a pick-up line. How would she react…?

“…and that expression…”

“…?”

I was most concerned about vigilance and rejection, but in the voice that
Haruka let slip, there was a strangely curious tone.

W-What’s going on? In the end, what feelings does Haruka hold right now?

“…Then, I’ll gladly take you up on your offer.”

“Huh…”

While this was the response I had hoped for, it was also unexpected.

To draw out those words so quickly—

“I… just want to talk a little more with you, Niihama-kun.”

The smile that appeared on the face of the adult Haruka was, as expected,
so beautiful that it captivated.

However, at the same time—there seemed to be a lingering shadow, a

terribly fleeting one.
 Chapter 145: Sharing Drinks with Haruka

In a calm izakaya interior, the adult version of Haruka and I sat facing each
other.

Although it was a restaurant I found quickly with a smartphone search, the

relaxed atmosphere was quite nice.

“Hehe, it feels a bit strange for classmates to exchange business cards,

doesn’t it?”

“Yeah, it’s kind of a weird feeling, realizing we’ve both become adults.”

Once we sat down together, we instinctively pulled out our business cards, a
habit we’d picked up as working adults, and shared a wry smile.

Thanks to that, the tension between us eased more than I’d expected, and
the atmosphere became warmer than I’d thought it would be—

(But, Haruka’s business card… huh.)

The characters printed on the small piece of paper—the company name,

department, followed by “Shijouin Haruka”—danced around as if they were
proof that the girl had completely become a working adult.

Seven years had passed since she was a high school student—whether I
liked it or not, I couldn’t help but feel the weight of those years.

As I thought about these things, a waiter came over and said, “Sorry to keep
you waiting!” They began serving the food and drinks on the table.

“Well then… shall we cheers?”

“Yes, thank you for your hard work, Niihama-kun.”

Fried chicken, rolled omelette, wakame salad, teriyaki skewers, and various
other dishes were spread out on the table. We raised our glasses with a light
clink.

(Drinking with the adult Haruka feels a bit strange…)

I, who had no experience going out for drinks with a woman in private,
sipped beer for the first time in a long while with a slight nervousness.

The bitterness on my tongue and the fizzy sensation as it went down my

throat were the flavors of adulthood that I hadn’t tasted in a while.
Strangely, I felt like I could appreciate the taste better now compared to
when I was a stressed-out salaryman.

“Mmm… it’s delicious.”

Haruka, taking a sip of her Campari orange, showed a satisfied expression.

Her pink lips touching the transparent glass had a somewhat provocative
allure, making me acutely aware of her matured charm.

“Do you usually drink, Shijouin-san?”

“Yes, embarrassingly, I started drinking somewhat regularly after becoming

a working adult…”

With the glass now about two-thirds empty, Shijouin-san said somewhat
self-deprecatingly.

“When I was a child, I couldn’t understand why adults liked alcohol so

much… but now, I painfully understand. When you drink, you feel a bit
lighter.”

“…”

She wasn’t enjoying it for pleasure, but using it to distract herself from
stress. Hearing Haruka talk about this, I felt a pain in my chest.

This wasn’t… a healthy way to drink.

“So, do you usually drink alone? Or with friends… or, uh, a boyfriend…?”

Bringing up that word felt like a stab in my heart, but I forced it out to get
the necessary information.

In the first loop, I didn’t know the details of Haruka’s life up until the end.

However… considering Haruka’s beauty, during her university days and

working life when romance would have been more active, countless people
must have approached her.

“During high school, I didn’t make any friends at all, so when I entered
university, I was determined to make plenty. At first, things seemed to be
going well, but…”

“…Ah, I see. Could it be that a lot of guys approached you?”

“Yes, that’s right. Once I entered university, I was approached by so

many… I mean, really a lot of guys. It might sound like boasting, but…
according to those people, they couldn’t help but try to woo me because my
appearance stood out so much.”

(I see, once she started being approached by guys a lot, I guess that natural
barrier she had in high school would have disappeared. And…)

But Haruka’s voice, as she spoke, didn’t have the tone of someone boasting
about her looks or popularity. Instead, it was as if she was recounting a very
burdensome memory.

“But, I’m really… quite immature. Up until now, I’ve never had a
boyfriend.”

“Is that so?”

That was something to be joyful about for my selfish possessiveness, but it

was abnormal by regular standards. Once she recognized that her beauty
was drawing romantic attention from many people, that natural barrier from
high school would have disappeared. And…
“The people who approached me were always very popular with the
opposite sex. They were athletes, had good looks, or were from high-level
universities… Of course, those are all strengths. But… for some reason,
those people were always overflowing with confidence…”

“Ah…”

I quickly understood the situation.

With her peerless beauty, once she reached the age where romantic freedom
would be higher, there would have been an overwhelming number of
approaches, compared to high school.

However, precisely because she was the excessively beautiful daughter of

the company president, many men felt intimidated, and only those who
were naturally high-spec and full of confidence dared to approach her.

“So, those kinds of guys were actually not your type,”

“I’m sorry for those people… Yes. Some of them, when I turned them
down, would become extremely abusive or even try to grab me.
Fortunately, our driver was there to help, so nothing serious happened…”

“Wow… There were guys who went that far.”

It was probably the result of the typical overconfidence and exuberance of

an extroverted person. I couldn’t understand the reason for getting angry.
Their pride, wounded by rejection, must be more important than anything
else…

“As such things continued… I started to become a little wary of men. And
even among the female university students who didn’t like me, I heard
rumors like ‘She’s a bad woman who changes boyfriends like clothes’, so I
didn’t have any friends…”

“I see… That’s quite…”

Her much-anticipated university debut seemed to have ended in a miserable

way.
In this first loop, there were no friends like Kazamihara or Fudehashi, and
she must have felt quite lonely.

“But hey… even though you’ve become a bit wary of men, you still came
out with me today.”

While I carefully crafted my words, the fact remained that, as a man, I was
the one who invited her to dinner.

I thought she might have a strong aversion to it…

“That’s because, Niihama-kun, you didn’t exude much ‘heat’.”

“Heat…?”

“Yes, among the countless invitations I received from men… I somehow

came to understand the level of fervor they directed towards me. It’s a
slightly different feeling from romantic attraction, more like a burning
passion.”

What Haruka was saying somehow made sense. It was probably a mix of
possessiveness and desire that men directed towards her, this angelic and
delicate Haruka.

In other words, it was a feeling even more intense than ‘liking’.

“The people who approached me were mostly those who directed a strong
heat towards me. No matter how gentle their approach seemed on the
surface, they couldn’t hide it. But—”

Haruka looked at me with a genuinely puzzled expression.

“When you, Niihama-kun, invited me to dinner earlier… there was

absolutely no sign of ‘heat’ on your face. Instead, I could only see a strong
worry that seemed like you might burst into tears any moment. It was like
how my mother or father would do.”

“…I had that expression, huh.”

To be honest, I was captivated by this matured Haruka, and if I said I wasn’t
even a bit excited about this izakaya date situation, it would be a lie.

But what was occupying my mind now was the intense sense of urgency
that if I didn’t save Haruka, everything would be over. Certainly, there
would be little color or heat in my expression.

“Why… are you so worried about me? We were just classmates back then.”

“That’s—”

I was about to reflexively say it.

It was because, to me, you are the most important girl in the world.

Of course, the goal was to save the high school Haruka, but right now, in
front of me, I also wanted to save the adult you— I wanted to say it out
loud.

“…Before, at my workplace, there was someone who collapsed.”

While still concealing the truth, I opened my mouth to convey my feelings.

“We didn’t have much interaction, but she was a beautiful and kind person.
Undoubtedly, she was someone who should have led a happy life.”

Listening to my confession, Haruka was listening quietly with a solemn

expression.

“But… that person was mentally crushed by workplace bullying and

became like a speechless doll. It’s still a trauma for me.”

“…That’s terrible.”

Yeah, it’s really a horrible story. This story must not become a prophecy for
you.

“That person had no outlet anywhere. If they could have vented their
suffering to a colleague, boss, or even a friend, maybe they wouldn’t have
reached that state.”

The more earnest a person is, the less likely they are to complain and
instead confront their daily struggles silently. But that also means that the
damage accumulates endlessly without relief.

“So, I’ve become sensitive to people carrying excessive stress, and even if
I’m seen as persistent, I want to meddle. The reason I boldly stepped into
the territory of a former classmate after so long is because of that.”

“…You’re kind, Niihama-kun.”

Perhaps sensing the emotions I unintentionally put into my words, Haruka

seemed to understand my motive.

“Well, I’ve also worked in a black company, so it’s not just a matter for
others.”

“That’s… you mentioned it earlier, but what’s it like? I’m curious because I
don’t know about workplaces other than my own.”

“Haha, well, it’s bad. First of all, there’s no concept of overtime pay. Even
if you work a hundred hours of overtime in a month, it’s all unpaid. It’s
normal to be called in on holidays, and there’s no handover or manuals
because the turnover rate is high.”

“That’s… it’s practically a crime…”

As I explained the internal situation of my company (which I’ve actually

already quit), Haruka’s face twisted slightly. Well, it was understandable. If
I talked about the aspects of power harassment and excessive workload, our
company would probably be quite the formidable black company.

“But you know, what was even harder… was, in the end, people. The
mental pain inflicted by those heartless people who don’t see others as
human.”

My words, heavily infused with my real feelings, made Haruka twitch.

“Just because they’re seniors or bosses, it’s a constant stream of insults,
calling people idiots, morons, telling them to die! And sometimes they even
say things like parents must be incompetent! To be honest, they’re all like
dead inside as human beings!”

“…! I understand! Incredibly terrible words fly around! And it’s treated as
if it’s completely normal…!”

“Exactly! It’s weird that you can spew out all kinds of abuse just because
it’s the workplace! Even though they’re adults, they’re hardly any different
from rude students!”

“Yes, yes, that’s exactly it! I thought the adult world would be strict but
rational! But, it’s not like that at all!”

In response to my passionate complaints, which had leaked out my

emotions, Haruka returned with an enthusiastic reaction, as if she
completely understood.

The shadows on her face had become extremely faint, and her voice was
lively.

Indeed, she probably hadn’t had the opportunity to vent out this kind of
stress until now.

(It might be insensitive, but… I’m having a lot of fun…)

The darkness of society that had been tormenting me since I became an

adult.

To be able to complain about it to the woman I cared about, be empathized

with, and drink alcohol over it… this loop felt very pleasant.

(If only… before dying from overwork, I could have reunited with Haruka
and had a conversation like this…)

In that case… maybe, without relying on the miracle of time loops, I could
have avoided my downfall.
Dreaming of such things— Haruka and I, the adult version, were getting
more and more heated about our workplace grievances, and the atmosphere
at the drinking session was steadily warming up.
 Chapter 146: Rejection

“Now that I think about it, I believe the correct approach would have been
to ingratiate oneself with the influential figures at the workplace through
flattery and gifts, and secure a safe position right from the start. But for
someone like me, who was originally not very good with words, it never
even occurred to do something like that…”

“No, it’s not just you, Niihama-kun! I’m really bad at those things too!”

After almost an hour of venting about the workplace, Haruka’s expression

and voice had softened considerably. The drinks were flowing moderately,
and each of us was on our second glass.

(Th-This is not good… she looks incredibly alluring…)

Even without the effects of alcohol, Haruka, who already possessed an

extraordinary beauty, was now even more enchanting with the flush on her
cheeks.

The kind of charm that seemed capable of melting one’s rationality just by
looking at her. Yet, I couldn’t help but feel helpless knowing that this very
charm was bringing unwanted troubles into Haruka’s life.

(Now then… it’s time to touch upon the subject I need to discuss.)

I took a sip of beer and turned to Haruka with a glass of water, a step
towards reaching the purpose of this meeting.

“Now then, could you share your story, Shijouin-san? I’d like to know
everything you’re experiencing at your current workplace.”

“…”
As I brought up the topic, Haruka’s expression, which had just softened,
turned rigid once again, and the slight ease in the atmosphere faded away.

“Well, yes. There’s really nothing significant about my story.”

With this preface, Haruka began to speak, recounting the emotional pain I
had only known through information.

“At first… there wasn’t anything particularly big. I did get approached by
men quite often, but… that started to decrease as I got more accustomed to
the work.”

Taking a sip of Cassis Orange, Haruka started her tale.

“But then, around the time I started turning down invitations from
particularly popular male colleagues… my female coworkers gradually
stopped greeting me, and they started giving me a lot of work right before I
was about to leave.”

Even though I was aware, hearing the details so vividly from Haruka stirred
a boiling anger within me.

What kind of childish behavior is this…!

“Still, at first, I thought it was just a misunderstanding or coincidence. But,

before I knew it, rumors were spreading among the female employees about
nothing but me… Haha, it was quite a shock when I realized it was exactly
the same situation as in university.”

That was only natural.

The adult world she had aspired to escape the jealousy of women had, in
reality, been filled with the same petty envy. It must have been a painfully
familiar situation for Haruka.

“And then, I started getting snide comments every day from a certain
influential group of female employees… and it finally escalated to
harassment like them throwing away my personal belongings or
deliberately not telling me my work schedule. And the reason? Apparently
because I was ‘getting too full of myself.'”

“What the…!”

Once again, I involuntarily shouted at this language specialized in

accusations.

I mean…! Even adults resorting to ‘getting too full of oneself’ as a

reason…!

“Actually, that’s completely unacceptable, isn’t it!? Can’t you report them
to your superiors or something…!?”

“…That’s impossible.”

Saying this, Haruka conveyed with a sad smile.

“That influential group of female employees are relatives of the president,

and no one can say a word against them. In fact, I once sent an email to the
company’s consultation desk… but all I got was a reply saying they were
considering it.”

“What…?”

Listening to Haruka’s heartfelt outpour, I couldn’t help but feel both pained
and somewhat relieved.

(Alright… this is good. She can vent her complaints and we can chat
casually. Haruka is still at a stage where she can turn back…)

If this were a few years later, Haruka might have already accepted her daily
suffering as the norm, and it would have been irreversible.

But now, in this moment, she could still express her pain. She could still
talk about it.

“Niihama-kun… You’ve also been subjected to terrible things at the

workplace for a long time, right? Please tell me. What can I do to persevere
through this hardship? How do the others manage so well…?”

With an agitated expression and a face reddened by alcohol, Haruka asked

me.

But, there’s no miraculous solution to offer her.

“…I tried many things myself.”

Recalling the time when I grappled with similar issues, I spoke.

“I researched the difficult personalities of my difficult superiors,

contemplated what was allowed and what wasn’t, worked incredibly hard to
gain their favor… I tried many things. I won’t say it was all in vain, but…”

No matter what I did, no matter how I behaved, in the end, I suffered until
the day I died.

That’s why I can say with certainty.

“In the end, there’s no way to fundamentally change a wretched human

being who can easily say cruel things to others.”

“…”

After all, they don’t understand the pain of others. They’re monsters who
can hurt others so severely without any brakes, unable to imagine the pain.
There’s no way for humans to fight against monsters like them.

“I’m sorry, Shijouin-san. Actually, I lied a little. It’s true that I was working
for a black company, but I just quit today.”

“Eh…!?”

To Haruka, who showed surprise, I added more words.

“No matter how hard you try, no matter how well you do, if you’re in a
fundamentally rotten place, you’ll only end up being destroyed. The only
solution is to escape from there.”
I slowly conveyed what I wanted to say the most during this meeting.

“In my case, due to stress, my health was deteriorating rapidly, and because
I didn’t quit the black company, my relationship with my family also
worsened. I wonder if your parents are constantly worried, seeing their
daughter’s complexion growing worse?”

“That is—”

Perhaps Shijouin-san is behaving as if everything is fine to her family.

However, they must be sensing something, even so.

“It’s not that I want you to quit working altogether. I just want you to
change jobs and choose a better environment. The place where you are,
Shijouin-san, is clearly not normal… If you don’t escape soon, it’s going to
get really bad.”

I bowed my head and sincerely conveyed my message.

Please, escape from that hell and avoid ruining your entire life with such
trivial matters. That’s what I earnestly wished.

“I decline.”

“W-Why…? I’m not saying you have to do it right away! It’s fine if you
find a new job and then decide. You don’t have to make a decision
immediately, but please at least consider moving away from your current
workplace…!”

Speaking with great composure, Haruka continued to refute my words.

I didn’t expect that I could get Haruka to make a decision right here.

Even those who can say they’re going to quit tomorrow are rare, and I
wanted Haruka, who is surely doing her best with what’s right in front of
her, to be aware of the option of quitting.

But the way she refused now… it was a complete and unambiguous
rejection.
Her rejection far exceeded my expectations, and my anxiety only grew.

“I understand that Niihama-kun is speaking completely logically and that

he’s saying this with genuine sincerity. I can feel the worry in every word…
and I truly appreciate it.”

“But…!”

“However… it’s impossible. If I take even one step back, it’s all over for
me. So, I can’t accept that.”

“What… What are you saying!?”

Turning her face, which had softened somewhat just a moment ago, as cold
as ice, Haruka demonstrated further detachment.

But I couldn’t comprehend the meaning behind it.

She acknowledged my words as valid, but what does she mean she can’t
even consider it!?

“I’m truly grateful for your sentiments. But… Niihama-kun, you don’t
understand my heart. No, there’s no value in you understanding someone
like me.”

Haruka, with a resolute expression, took her wallet from her bag and placed
a ten thousand yen bill on the table.

It was as if she was subtly signaling the end of this gathering.

“Thank you for inviting me today… I really enjoyed our conversation.”

“Haru… Shijouin-san!”

With that, Haruka put on her coat and left the seat in a hurry.

I instinctively raised my voice to call her back—

The woman I wanted to save had left quickly, slipping through my fingers,
and was heading back towards the path of ruin.
 Chapter 147: Meeting You in a Dream (Part 1)

“Damn…! I messed up, I messed up…!”

Returning to my small apartment, I collapsed onto the futon, consumed by

intense self-loathing. I was so inept, unable to handle it properly. I scratched
my head violently from the stress.

“If she had just nodded back there, Haruka could have been saved…! Why
is she suffering so much and refusing to quit her job!?”

In my frustration, I pounded the futon, still regretting the failure of my

persuasion.

After all, in this first round world, Haruka and I don’t get to meet that often.

(Making another opportunity to meet Haruka from here on will be quite

difficult…)

Meeting, talking, and ultimately being decisively rejected. Haruka probably

has nothing more to say, and I can’t imagine her meeting me repeatedly in
this state. No matter how much I wrack my brain… one more meeting is
probably the limit.

(One more time… with one more contact, persuade Haruka to change her
mind and quit the company… Is that really possible?)

But if I don’t accomplish that, Haruka’s destruction will be set in stone.

My youth’s revenge, born from a time leap, will meet its worst possible
outcome.

(As an adult, Haruka will succumb to mental collapse according to fate…

And the high school Haruka in the second round world will remain the
same…)

Just thinking about it makes cold sweat pour out from every pore in my
body. The core of my head throbs intensely, and tears threaten to overflow
in the onslaught of despair.

“Is it… impossible…?”

In the end, I’m fundamentally an introverted, weak-willed guy like anyone

else. Was it too audacious a hope for someone as average as me to become
like the protagonist of a movie, sometimes defying odds to save someone
they care about?

“Haruka… I…”

Whether it was due to the disappointment or the thread of tension snapping,

my body suddenly grew heavy. And then, due to fatigue, my consciousness
gradually faded away…

I fell into a deep sleep.

“Ah…”

I sat in my familiar classroom, in my usual seat. The classroom, bathed in

the twilight, was eerily silent, with no one but me.

“A dream…”

In this lucid dream, I mumbled absentmindedly.

Yes, this was just a dream. Unlike the stark, barren space of yesterday, this
scene was something I was very accustomed to.

“Heh… Quite considerate to match the setting.”

Just a moment ago, I was an adult walking the streets in a suit. Now, I was
wrapped in a school uniform, looking like I did at sixteen.

“But why a school? Could it be an expression of my desire to escape?”

The analysis of my own dream seemed to hit the mark.

Ah, that’s right. I want to return here.

Coming to this second-round, youth-filled school—seeing the sorrow

disappear from both myself and the people around me, it made me happy.

In the first-round world, in this school where I just hid and waited for
graduation, there were now irreplaceable memories filled with various joys.

(…In all of those memories, Haruka is there. I really want to save her…)

But, if things continue like this, neither Haruka nor I, who care for her, can
avoid destruction.

I still haven’t overcome this trial of time loops, as if I were collecting the
price of a miracle.

I’m too inept to dispel this despair. It’s just filled with sorrow and
helplessness inside me.

“Heh… but there’s really no sign of anyone around. Even though it’s my
dream, it’s kind of scary.”

Muttering an impression that no one will hear—I turned around and…

“――That’s right. But it’s got a bit of a mysterious atmosphere, and I don’t
mind it.”

“Eh…?”

I turned to acknowledge the figure, and my thoughts went completely

blank.

Because, there, was the person I most wanted to meet right now.

Long, glossy hair like silk, skin as fair as milk, and eyes like gemstones—
my beloved, with a pure heart akin to an angel.
Haruka, in a high school uniform, stood there.

“…Haru…ka…? Haruka…!”

“Eek…!”

My emotions ran wild, and without any shame, I rushed towards Haruka
and held her slender body tightly.

Even though it was said to be a dream, I could feel the definite warmth
emanating from the girl’s body. Just that alone told me that moisture was
being brought to my parched heart.

Ah, it’s Haruka…! Even if it’s a temporary illusion… Haruka is right in

front of me now…!”

“A-a-a…! S-Shinichiro-kun!? W-What’s wrong!?”

“What’s wrong? What do you think…?!”

I held her tightly, suppressing the sobs that threatened to escape.

Since high schooler Haruka collapsed, I persistently visited her, seeing her
face every day, a living semblance of death.

I know this is a dream――but still, having cheerful Haruka by my side,

calling me Shinichiro-kun, it fills my heart to the brim with joy.

And so, I continued to embrace her for a while…

“Ah… you’re already going to stop?”

“…Sorry. I got carried away and hugged you.”

Noticing that I was clinging to her like a child, Haruka looked at me with an
amused smile, and following the rapidly rising shame, I released my hold
on her.

Seeing me like this, Haruka chuckled.

“Ahaha, even in a dream, Shinichiro-kun is quite the gentleman.”

“No, even in a dream, suddenly hugging a girl isn’t very gentlemanly…”

Such a familiar, casual exchange made me tear up involuntarily.

Ah, that’s right. I want to reclaim this.

I want to make this warmth, not just a dream, but a reality that won’t be
lost.

“No, I was a bit surprised, but I wouldn’t mind at all if it’s you, Shinichiro-
kun. More importantly…”

With a smile, Haruka suddenly wrapped her arms around my neck.

The soft touch of her supple skin and the sweet scent of a young girl
enveloped me, and even the vivid warmth that felt far from a dream was
transmitted.

“Ha, Haruka…!?”

“Shinichiro-kun, you seem really tired, don’t you?”

While gently embracing me, Haruka began to stroke my head with her
hands like whitefish, just like a mother would affectionately do to her child.

“Even in a dream, I can’t just leave you alone when you have that
expression, Shinichiro-kun. So… at least let me do this.”

Haruka, who spoke kind words while bringing warmth to me, seemed
nothing short of an angel.

And so, with the compassion of an angel, my heart was filled with profound
tranquility.

The murky sediment that resembled black, turbid water seemed to turn into
a clear, flowing stream.
(To bring Haruka into my own dreams and have her hug me… it’s
something I can’t really tell the real her, but… it really is soothing…)

“Hehe, even if I do something like this on my own in a dream, I think I’m

being a bit forward… but since it’s a dream, it’s fine, right?”

“…Hm?”

Suddenly, when I looked, even as Haruka held me in her arms, she had a
mischievous smile on her face, something she rarely showed.

“Hehe… to be honest, I’ve been wanting to touch you, Shinichiro-kun, for a

while.”

As if doing something like this in her own room with no one around,
Haruka began to confess something outrageous, her cheeks dyed a deep red.

“Lately, I’ve been spending more time with you, Shinichiro-kun, like when
we’re working part-time together… but somehow, I want to goof around
and hug each other like girls do, and maybe pat your cheeks and stuff…”

…Is it possible that this Haruka is mixed with some strange desire from my
subconscious?

Even though she’s a character in a dream, it feels a bit strange…

“I-If I say something like this, I’ll definitely be disliked by the real
Shinichiro-kun, so this is just off the record for in the dream!”

“Ah, no… Even if you come out with it in reality, I’d be happy, not to
mention disliking you.”

“I-Is that so!? Aren’t you giving me answers that are too convenient for me,
even for the Shinichiro-kun in my dream!?”

For me, this Haruka is the character in my dream, but the person herself
calls me a character from a dream.

Somehow, it’s truly a confusing and peculiar situation.

 Chapter 148: Meeting You in a Dream (Part 2)

“Phew, but I’m glad I found you, Shinichiro-kun. It was getting a little
boring being alone in this dream all the time.”

Saying this with relief, Haruka separated herself from me, pulling away
from our close embrace. While I felt reluctant to let go of the lingering
warmth, there was something more pressing on my mind.

“Hm? You’ve been alone in this dream… all this time?”

“Yes, that’s right! At first, I found myself in a pitch-black dream, but then
the scene suddenly switched, and it was like I was in a vivid movie.”

A vivid dream like a movie… This was exactly how I had described the
dream I saw before accomplishing my second time leap.

“Moreover, it’s got this really strange reality to it. Because it’s set in the
future, the townscape is completely different from now! And for some
reason, everyone walking around has these flat, tablet-like devices…”

(This can’t be…)

In the midst of my intense confusion, a hypothesis formed in my mind

about the situation unfolding before me.

The reason high school Haruka lost her spirit was likely because
information about the future’s destruction was sent back to her in her high
school days. In essence, it could be referred to as receiving future
information.

If that’s the case, then… is Haruka receiving memories of a future that’s

currently changing through her dreams?
(And, judging by everything that’s happened so far, it seems like dreams are
particularly susceptible to paranormal occurrences. So… the Haruka here
might not just be a character in my dream, but the real—)

With a cold sweat forming, I turned to look at Haruka. Her innocent face
didn’t show any signs of realizing the extraordinary state I was in. She just
found the long dream a bit peculiar.

“I see… It really is a weird dream.”

“Yes, it’s definitely bizarre even if it’s my own dream… It was tough to
watch.”

High school Haruka, in her school uniform, seemed to cloud up a bit as she
talked about the future she had glimpsed.

“As an adult, I felt incredibly lonely, and even when I smiled, I wasn’t
really happy. It’s both sad and… somehow, understandable. Ah, I could
really become that kind of adult…”

“Haruka…”

This Haruka doesn’t know about that, but the adult Haruka, I could say with
confidence, was the true history.

The Haruka before me was veering away from that path, but she still judged
her potential future self based on that.

“But! I won’t turn out like that when I become an adult!”

“What!?”

While she seemed melancholic just a moment ago, Haruka suddenly raised
her voice and declared vehemently.

“I understand how painful it must be! I know it’s even more excruciating
than I can imagine right now! But to make such a despairing face and not
ask anyone for help… I just can’t comprehend it! That kind of thing is not
cool at all!”
Although she was criticizing herself from the past, perhaps because it was
herself, Haruka was angrily chastising the yet-to-be-seen future version of
herself. Well, it was proof enough that this Haruka and that adult Haruka
were walking very different paths…

“…Hey, Haruka. About that adult version of you…”

Perhaps, this was a once-in-a-lifetime chance. As the thought flashed

through my mind, I addressed Haruka.

“Why do you think she’s so stubbornly rejecting suggestions from the adult
me? She must believe what I say is correct, right?”

“Huh? Um, well… That adult version of me must have gone through a lot,
so her way of thinking is quite different from mine. To be honest, I can’t
give a clear answer because of that…”

Haruka said with a troubled expression, and that was only natural.

After all, the me seven years from now would be an entirely different
person from who I am now.

“But… if I were to describe it based on my impression, it feels like she’s

being driven by something… That adult version of me, despite being a
working adult, seems kind of like… a ‘child trying hard to be an adult.'”

“…!”

Haruka’s analysis brought enlightenment to me. Perhaps, it could be

succinctly expressed as the adult Haruka’s obstinacy.

I see…! If that’s the case, then everything can be explained…!

“All right! Yes yes yes yes…! If this is correct, then maybe this time it’ll
work! Thanks, Haruka!”

“…”
Having found a breakthrough in our current stalemate, I couldn’t help but
pump my fists in celebration.

Alright, with this, a glimmer of hope is finally in sight—

“…Um, Shinichiro-kun.”

Just as I was cheering internally, Haruka’s delicate voice reached me.

When I turned to look at the girl, the brightness that was there just moments
ago had vanished, replaced by an expression filled with anxiety.

“Shinichiro-kun, am I really a part of my dreams…? Or rather… the things

I’ve been seeing here… are they really dreams?”

“…”

“It’s different, isn’t it…? There’s no way things like my reality where I lost
my spirit, or you going to a future where you might never return, could be
true, right? It’s just a dream overflowing with my overactive imagination
from reading too many light novels, isn’t it…?”

With an awareness of the excessive reality in her dreams, Haruka asked me,
clinging to hope with a pale face.

From the looks of it, she had rapidly started feeling a sense of incongruity
with the current situation, perhaps triggered by our contact. It was as if she
was waking up from a dream.

“…There’s no need to worry, Haruka. Everything will be back to normal

soon.”

Without directly answering Haruka’s question, I reassured her with a light

smile.

Or perhaps, I might not be in that returned-to-normal daily life.

If I think about it rationally, that possibility is far more likely.

But if…—

“Hey, Haruka. If we ever meet in a place that’s not a dream again, there’s
something I want to tell you. This time, properly.”

“Huh…?”

“…Well, it seems like it’s about time for you to wake up.”

The view of the classroom gradually began to blur, and I was enveloped in
the familiar sensation of waking up.

It was a strange dream, but… thanks to it, I felt revitalized, my weakened

spirits rejuvenated.

Now, all that remained was to think of a plan and execute it with all my
might, just like usual.

“—Wait, Shinichiro-kun! Wait!”

As the surroundings grew increasingly hazy, Haruka shouted after me.

Ah, Haruka.

I’m sorry for making you look like you’re about to cry.

But I have to go.

To prevent this story that began with my death from turning into a sad
repeat of the future.

So please wait for me.

I will definitely save Haruka’s future.

The last thing imprinted in my vision was the sight of Haruka, reaching out
to me with a pained expression.

With that image in my mind—my consciousness faded to black.

(TLN) Today is queue day! That means I will be filling up the queue for
next week’s chapters tonight. If you want to be able to binge them all in one
sitting, head on over to ko-fi in the morning tomorrow!
 Chapter 149: Catching a Glimpse of the Youth
that Eluded Me

I, Haruka Shijouin, of my third year as a working adult, returned to the

apartment that I call home.

In my family home, saying ‘I’m back’ every day had become a habit. But
now, living alone as a working adult, it seemed meaningless.

Instead, as always, only the dark room welcomed me.

I flicked the light switch and the room that was extravagantly spacious for
just one person lit up.

When I moved into this apartment to live on my own, my father insisted on

giving it to me as a present, saying it was a property with top-notch
security. But…

“I really don’t like this sort of thing, Father.”

I muttered something that was definitely not praise to my father, whom I

had distanced myself from a bit after graduating from university.

Taking off my suit jacket and skirt, I collapsed onto the bed with just my
shirt on.

This bedding, the lighting, the curtains, the carpet—everything was a luxury
item that my father had handed over to me. For someone who had only been
working for three years, it was obviously inappropriate.

I glanced at my smartphone and saw a message from my father.

The content was the same as always, worrying about my health and how I
was getting along.

And, just like always, I replied with safe and unremarkable answers.

‘I’m fine,’ ‘I’m doing well,’ ‘I’m getting used to the workplace’…

“Yes, that’s right… I’m fine. Father, there’s really nothing to worry
about…”

I whispered to myself, alone in the room, as if reminding myself.

—Yes, that’s right. I’m just an ordinary working adult, doing an ordinary
job.

—Even if it feels tough, it’s normal.

—There’s nothing strange about it. Because that’s what’s normal.

As I recited this in my mind—

Suddenly, I recalled the words I had spoken earlier at the izakaya.

‘What should I do!? Or am I just being naive!? Why am I always like

this…!’

…Why did I say something so childish? I felt terribly embarrassed for

letting out such a complaint to Niihama-kun, whom I had just met after a
long time.

(…It’s probably because of the alcohol. It’s the first time I’ve relaxed and
had a drink with someone other than my family.)

And also, Niihama-kun was a good talker.

He understood my subtleties as if we had been friends for a long time, and I

could talk to him without feeling self-conscious—
(Niihama-kun… He’s become really impressive, hasn’t he?)

He had said his workplace was the worst, but Niihama-kun himself had
changed so much that he was unrecognizable.

Unlike his somewhat reserved high school days, he had become strong and
articulate. And there was a kindness in him, caring for others.

(He took me, who he had just reunited with, so seriously…)

After entering university, I realized that I inevitably attracted men, being

blessed with an appearance that strongly appealed to the opposite sex.

However, it only led to countless troubles and in the midst of it all, I

developed a certain wariness towards men and a discerning eye for their
motives.

(But, Niihama-kun didn’t seem to have any ulterior motives…)

Even though I always turned down invitations from men for the slightest
reasons, at that moment, I couldn’t suppress my interest in him.

He didn’t seem to be drawn to my appearance, and he focused solely on my

inner self—

“…I’m sorry…”

Saying that to him, who had almost begged me, I coldly rejected his
proposal to quit my job.

I felt sorry for him, and I didn’t think his suggestion was wrong.

His words about witnessing many severe cases at his black company carried
a weight that wasn’t just a passing thought.

But…

“That’s the one thing… I can’t do.”

That one thing, no matter what, I couldn’t agree to it.

No matter how correct it might be, I couldn’t accept it.

In this room, which, with my own salary, I shouldn’t have been able to
afford, I looked around at the overly expensive furniture.

This room… It forced me to confront the fact that I was the daughter of a
big company president, with privileges that I was born with.

“I can’t… quit…”

Because if I did, I would fall apart completely.

“Ah…?”

The first thing I perceived was the room dyed in the orange hues of twilight,
and the scent of books filling the air.

Next, what reached my ears were the shouts of the sports club and the
music from the wind ensemble coming from outside the window. Yet,
neither of them was jarring; they rather emphasized the tranquil silence of
the place I was standing in.

“…The school… library…?”

In an adult lady’s suit, I, Haruka Shijouin, was perplexed by this unexpected

sight.

I’m sure… I was dozing off on my bed…

“…A dream…? It feels strangely vivid though…”

The lucid dream unfolding before me was rather peculiar. First, the details
were extraordinarily intricate. Despite being memories of the library in my
high school, which I graduated from seven years ago, even the scratches on
the desks and the titles of the lined-up books were vivid.
Moreover, usually when I dream of my student days, I find myself back as a
student. But now, I, in an adult lady’s suit, stood in a corner of the library.

“Why am I dreaming about high school at this time…? And why any good
memories now…”

The sight of my alma mater didn’t bring me any joy or interest. After all,
my school life had been rather dull. There were no cherished moments
stored in the album of my memory—

“I did it…! I got all the answers right! And it’s all thanks to continuing
these study sessions!”

…!?

Turning towards the voice, there stood a teenage ‘me’ dressed in a school
uniform.

The ‘me’ from back then. Trying to be liked by others, yet not making much
effort to be liked. The childlike me who was still innocent, believing
everything would be solved in the future.

And—

“Oh, great job, Shijouin-san! You’re using the official badge perfectly!”

“Hehe, that’s all thanks to you, Niihama-kun! Thank you so much for
teaching me every day!”

…Huh?

I was astounded by this unimaginable scene.

There, wearing a school uniform, was the high school student Niihama-kun.
He seemed to be teaching ‘me’, who was wearing a yukata and working
busily, offering octopus balls and drinks on paper plates to the customers.

“…A takoyaki stall…? I remember our class had a simple exhibit around
this time—”
Dreams might be absurd, but the alterations were going too far, and I was
left in dumbfounded amazement. The smell of takoyaki pervading the air,
the elaborately decorated classroom, everything was so realistic… It was as
if this were reality.

“Yet it’s strange! Even though it’s this busy… I’m having so much fun…!”

…!

The ‘me’ in the dream was sweating profusely, but she was laughing with
genuine delight.

It was as if she was fully enjoying this time, like a scene from a light novel
I used to love.

“Haha…! It really might be strange!”

Answering the ‘me’s voice was Niihama-kun, wearing a happi coat and
tirelessly making takoyaki. He too was drenched in sweat, busy with his
work.

“I’m insanely busy and feel like I’m about to die, but… I’m insanely
enjoying it!”

The Niihama-kun who should have had a quiet personality back then was
also wearing a cheerful smile, seeming to share the same feelings as ‘me’.

I felt like there was something I didn’t know between these two.

—Again, the scene shifted.

This time, it looked like a classroom during lunch break.

“Phew, it’s finally lunchtime! I’m starving!”

“Oh, that tamagoyaki looks super delicious, Haruka. Want to trade it for this
boiled broccoli?”
“No way, Mitsuki… That’s an awful exchange rate. At least offer me some
bacon-wrapped stuff!”

…!

Spread before the ‘me’, who was supposed to always spend her time in
solitude, were two female students who treated her very familiarly.

Those two girls, we should have had no connection. I barely remembered

their names, but I didn’t have any memories of having lunch happily like
this.

In this supposed fabricated scene—’I’ was chatting happily, just like any
normal girl, and I was left in astonishment.

And—scenes kept changing rapidly from there.

 Chapter 150: I Wouldn’t Have Turned Out Like
This

And then… the scenes continued to change rapidly.

My own home. It was unbelievable, but there was Niihama-kun visiting.

When ‘I’ brought him home, Father had shown a strong reaction to my male
friend. However, somehow, Niihama-kun managed to gain a certain level of
trust from Father. And so, ‘I’ invited him to my room for a tea party,
wearing a contented smile.

The sports festival. I, who should have had minimal interaction with the
other girls, was exchanging many words with them during practice. Even
after we lost due to my mistake, they offered kind words like, ‘It’s okay!’ ‘It
was quite fun!’ ‘Let the boys take over!’… This scene, too, I’m certain it’s
not in my memories.

The summer sea, shimmering under the blazing sun. I wore a swimsuit that
I believed I had chosen, and I reveled in the summer sea with many friends.
Here, all of my ideal youth was condensed.

Summer vacation, a scorching sun over the wide sea. Intimate friends with
whom I could talk without reservation. Together with everyone, there was a
blissful time of savoring only the joy.

“What is this…?”

The scenes shifting one after another were all things I didn’t know.
Moreover, they were cruelly real, not vague desires.

Everything was different, like a parallel world from a science fiction novel.
The most significant difference at the center was the presence of Niihama-
kun.

The Niihama-kun, who should have had a quiet personality, had become
unbelievably strong in this dream. He always helped me. Encouraging me
when I was down, teaching me, realizing the cultural festival I envisioned,
inviting me to the sea…

“Why…”

My voice, spilling out, was trembling. Uncontainable emotions were

swirling in my chest, bubbling up.

…And then, another scene transition.

‘I’ finally started calling him ‘Shinichiro-kun’ with his first name. He, too,
started calling me ‘Haruka’ by my first name. Blushing with
embarrassment, ‘I’ smiled happily.

“Why…!”

…And then, another scene transition.

‘I’ who had started a part-time job was deepening my confidence by

working with adults. The time spent with Niihama-kun, who praised ‘me,’
seemed very enjoyable… ‘My’ world was approaching a seamless
perfection without any gaps.

In every scene of this world, which felt like my delusion, ‘I’ was smiling. It
was evident in that expression that being with friends was enjoyable,
pleasurable, and comforting. Especially, when ‘I’ was with Niihama-kun,
there was a faint warmth of contentment, which particularly filled ‘me.’

“Why… Why are you showing me something so beautiful…!!”

Without realizing it, I had returned to the initial scene—the library. I

shouted at the dream that was too harsh.

“What is this…! I…! I wouldn’t have turned out like this…!!”

To openly express fury towards my own dream was, even for myself,
somewhat absurd. However, the wail born in my chest wouldn’t disappear.

“Why are you showing me such an overly convenient delusion…!”

‘Yes, indeed. As you say…’

“What!?”

Startled, I turned around at the voice from behind me. There stood the
teenage ‘me’ clad in a school uniform.

‘It was Shinichirou-kun who changed my everyday life. It was as if God

arranged it… One day, he appeared to save me.'”

In those eyes that gazed directly at me, there was a clear determination, and
I intuitively understood that this wasn’t a creation of my memories.

“…Finally, things are becoming clear. Just like Shinichiro-kun earlier, the
adult me in front of me now isn’t a dream, but a reality…”

From my current perspective, the words of this girl, who could be described
as almost childlike, didn’t make much sense. However, her gaze directed
towards me seemed full of pain.

It was as if the very existence of ‘me’ was, in a sense, profoundly sad.

“You… in a way, you’re my ideal. No matter how tough things got, even
from the perspective of the child I used to be, I think what you’ve managed
to do is amazing. But—”

With an innocent appearance, I continued with a hesitant voice.

“The smile has disappeared from your face, now that you’ve become a
capable adult.”

“—!”

What… why is she suddenly appearing and saying such things…!

“So… please. Believe in Shinichiro-kun, who is trying to save you, and
listen to his words. Denying everything about your life until now is really
painful… but if you’re not happy now, you need to reach out.”

Her words stirred up even more fury within me.

This ‘me’ and I are clearly entirely different beings. I can’t believe she’d
say something like that…

“What is that…! I don’t need salvation! I mustn’t be saved!”

Desperately, I shouted so as not to be denied. Just being saved by others and

indulging in peace is nothing more than being a mere child…!

“Someone like you…! I must be a presence that denies you! To be

conveniently saved by someone who’s just kind and strong…!”

If I were to be saved, I must bring it about with my own hands. If I were to

accept someone else’s help… then the value of my existence would truly
diminish.

“Yes, it’s true that maybe I’ve been saved by others a lot. But! There’s
absolutely nothing wrong with being saved…!”

With a strength incomparable to when I was in high school, ‘I’ declared her
intentions without flinching at my shouted words.

“Besides, for us, who are full of flaws, trying to save everything about
ourselves on our own is impossible! No, not just us, almost everyone is like
that! So, anyone would rely on someone close to them to compliment
themselves!”

With the purity of a child, ‘I’ conveyed strong words filled with conviction.

“It might be awfully cheeky of me to butt in without knowing the suffering

you’ve been through! But…!”

With her emotions laid bare, ‘I’ shouted, as if pleading.

“The future you idealized probably wasn’t like this, right…!?”

“—!”

‘Her’ words struck deep within my chest. In this space where the heart was
laid bare, it felt as if I was being pierced deep inside.

“I… am…”

Trying to say something in response to the words filled with such pure and
strong conviction—

I realized that the scenery around me was gradually losing its form.

Apparently, this extraordinarily strange dream seemed to be coming to an

end.

“Please… please, understand Shinichirou-kun’s feelings.”

As everything in the dream began to unravel and fade away, ‘I’ continued to
speak.

“Not for the me you don’t know, but for the you who is undeniably alive
right now.”

Finally, I heard ‘her’ voice like that—

And I understood that I was emerging from the world of dreams into reality.
 Chapter 151: The Two Adults Meet Up

“………………..”

Drenched in sweat, I awoke to the morning sun streaming through the

window, wearing only a shirt and underwear, or at least that’s what I
assumed.

(“What a dream I had…”)

Sitting up halfway in bed, I instinctively covered my eyes with my hands.

The dream was vivid, as if I had walked right into a movie. Even in my
wakeful state, it lingered in my memory.

(“Is this the manifestation of my deep-seated desires for an ideal youth?”)

If so, I was exasperated with my own indulgence. To dream so vividly of

such a sweet and kind world… it felt like I was denying the hard work I
was putting in now.

Suddenly, the words spoken by my teenage self in the dream resurfaced in

my mind. Those words, and the pained expression I saw on the adult
version of myself.

“What could my younger self possibly understand?”

I grumbled as I felt discomfort from my shirt, sticking to my skin due to

sweat. I needed to work harder, much harder. I needed a stronger version of
myself, not salvation from someone else.

(“No, I’m okay… That dream, it’s just that…”)

But what if that dream came true? If I could have someone like the strong,
kind, and dependable Niihama-kun by my side, just like in that dream.
Even though the past was unchangeable, if someone like him were with me,
even now, comforting my lonely self…

“…………”

Realizing I was indulging in such fantasies, my cheeks turned hot with

embarrassment. It made me recognize how much I longed for that youthful
time in my life, despite it feeling foolish.

(What a foolish notion. The dream was probably just a result of meeting
Niihama-kun again.)

As if to reassure myself, I muttered in my head, and naturally, the image of

the adult Niihama-kun, whom I met yesterday, surfaced in my mind.

“I did behave quite rudely yesterday, didn’t I?”

As I considered this with my sober head, I couldn’t help but feel ashamed
of how childishly I had acted.

Niihama-kun’s words were genuine, without any ulterior motives. He

genuinely cared about my situation.

However, rejecting his proposal outright and leaving the way I did was
impolite.

While I was on the bed, drowning in self-loathing…

A comical electronic jingle – the notification sound for messages on my

smartphone – chimed.

(…Is it my father again?)

I sighed and reached for my phone, which I had left on the bedside table.

However, what I found on the phone was different from my expectations. It

wasn’t a chat app, but rather a short message that could be sent with just a
phone number.
The sender’s name was “Niihama-kun.”

Saturday morning.

I, Niihama Shinichirou, was standing in an out-of-town coastal park in my

best shirt and slacks.

This place was a popular spot, not far from the bustling city, offering a view
of the sea to visitors of all kinds, from couples to families.

(I didn’t expect that I’d be able to arrange another meeting so easily… It’s
more than I could have hoped for.)

After waking up from that strange dream yesterday, I decided to take action
to reconnect with the adult version of Haruka.

However, the journey ahead seemed challenging.

We hadn’t exchanged chat app contacts, the common way of building

connections in this era. My attempt to get closer to her yesterday was met
with rejection, and it was clear that our bond was now quite fragile.

I decided to send a message to the phone number I found on the business

card I got from the bar, where I apologized for my behavior.

But the response I received was completely unexpected.

“No, I’m the one who needs to apologize for my terrible attitude yesterday.
If possible, I’d like to meet in person to apologize.”

Surprised by this response, I quickly agreed.

(I never expected her to suggest meeting in person instead of settling things

with a simple phone call… Well, it’s typical of Haruka, being so serious and
polite.)

As a last resort, I had also considered hinting at informing Haruka’s

situation to the Shijouin family.
“Most importantly, I’m glad I didn’t have to resort to what could have been
a threat…”

(“…Informing the Shijouin family about Haruka’s current situation, huh?

Well, I do understand that it’s the simplest and quickest way.”)

If Tokimune-san were to learn about Haruka enduring such severe

workplace harassment, he would undoubtedly separate her from the
workplace without a second thought. And with no means for Haruka to
resist, my objective would be achieved quite easily.

(But… that probably wouldn’t work.)

When I first arrived in this first-week world, I thought simply keeping

Haruka away from harassment would save her. But now… I can’t help but
feel that it won’t solve everything.

“However… I can’t do that. If I take a step back, it’s all over for me. I can’t
accept that.”

What comes to mind is Haruka’s clear refusal. Her words carried a resolute
will, acknowledging my wish for her to quit but firmly stating her own
determination.

(Haruka… she’s carrying something hardened within her heart…)

It’s not just because she’s too serious that she endures the harassment, but
also because of the strong feelings in her heart that won’t let her escape.

A sense of impatience, or perhaps even obsession, seems to bind her. Unless

I can dissolve it… the internal factors leading Haruka towards her own
destruction will remain.

(Regardless, this is almost the last chance… It might be best to think there’s
no turning back from here.)

The pressure bearing down on me feels like it’s constricting my organs.

Strangely, though, there’s no overwhelming sense of urgency or anxiety.
(I guess it’s because I had such a nice dream… Haha, I’m really a simple
guy, thinking that talking to Haruka in a dream would restore my energy.)

As I chuckle at myself, suddenly…

“I’ve kept you waiting, Niihama-kun.”

“…!”

There stood the adult Haruka, dressed casually.

The first thing that caught my eye was her blue maxi skirt. Its buttoned
design covered her legs entirely, enhancing the image of a modest adult.
There was an air of purity and modesty about it.

The top was a fluffy white vertical sweater, snugly highlighting her body,
which had become fuller since high school… It was, well, quite captivating.

Including the bag she was carrying, her outfit was subdued, avoiding
extravagance. Yet, it accentuated Haruka’s charm as an adult.

“Oh, no… I just got here too. I apologize for making you come out.”

“…? What’s wrong? You look a bit red…”

“Uh, well… to be honest, this is my first time meeting a woman like this.
I’m not used to it.”

In truth, in the second-chance world, I had met up with Haruka many times.
But it was genuinely my first time in this adult state, so it wasn’t a lie.

“Hehe, I’m quite similar. I don’t have anything flashy, so I was a bit
indecisive about what to wear.”

I’m not sure how she interpreted my fluster, but Haruka chuckled with an
amused expression. That spilled smile was just like in high school.

(…She’s more gentle than I thought?)

It’s true that she genuinely wanted to apologize for last night. Haruka
Shijouin was a person who held an excessive sense of decorum.

However, considering the somewhat confrontational moment we had after

that fight, I didn’t expect the atmosphere to become this cheerful…

(Hm…?)

I suddenly realized that Haruka was sending furtive glances towards my

face. Her eyes seemed to hold a strong interest.

“Um… Is there something on my face? I did my best to tidy up, but…”

“Oh, no… It’s just that… the feeling is just like in the dream… No, not like
that, but it’s just that your atmosphere has really changed from high
school…”

“I see. Well, it’s true that compared to back then…”

Certainly, even if I, a 25-year-old office worker, were to meet Haruka like

this in the second-chance world, I wouldn’t be able to speak so lightly.

Right now, what’s giving me strength isn’t just the regret of a lifetime that
ended in the worst way possible. The happy days I spent with Haruka in the
second-chance world are also adding fervor to my heart.

“In any case… I left the meeting place up to you, but this is a really nice
place, isn’t it?”

Haruka looked around in amazement.

This coastal park was spacious, with enough room for cafes and barbecue
spots within, and it was rich with greenery. It seemed like she really liked
the atmosphere.

“Yeah, my family and I came here a long time ago. Since we’re here, should
we take a little walk?”

“Yes… that sounds good. Shall we?”

The rustling of leaves in the wind was very soothing as we began to walk.
 Chapter 152: The Problem Starts Here

“Ah… it’s truly wonderful.”

Surrounded by lush, green trees emitting a fresh scent, we were making our
way towards a hill on the south side of the park.

Haruka seemed more relaxed than I expected, enjoying the sight of ducks
bathing in the pond and the fragrance of well-tended flowers.

“But it surprised me. When I contacted you to apologize for last night, you
turned around and said you wanted to apologize instead.”

“That’s… I genuinely felt my behavior was rude and needed reflection. In

times like that, one should definitely offer a proper apology.”

“You’re really earnest… that’s very much like the Shijouin I know.”

“Is that so? Was I like that even in high school?”

“Yeah, you were. Serious, a bit absent-minded, but kind to everyone. That’s
the kind of girl you were.”

“Is that… so?”

When I gave my honest impression, Haruka turned her face away, looking a
bit embarrassed.

…Uh-oh. Maybe I was too honest, approaching this conversation with the
attitude of dealing with high school-era Haruka.

As we talked, we stepped onto the hill, the most popular spot in this seaside
park, and began to climb the long staircase.
Gradually, the scent of the sea mingled in, and the trees around us started to
disappear.

Then, at the top of the long staircase–

“Wow…!”

Haruka let out a cheer at the sight before us.

What stretched out before us was an endless expanse of azure sea.

Today, the weather was favorable, and the sea, illuminated by the brilliant
sun, sparkled so much it was overwhelming.

“It’s beautiful…”

Gazing at the sea with a look of longing and admiration, Haruka seemed
like a child being taken to the sea for the first time.

I’ve experienced it myself, but grand natural features like mountains or the
sea resonate with adults.

The beauty of such a vast scale not only highlights the insignificance of
humans, but also heals our worries, reminding us that our troubles are small
in the face of nature.

“…It’s strange. Even though it’s a view I could have seen anytime… for
some reason, it feels so beautiful that I want to cry.”

“That’s good then. Since you’re probably tired every day in the concrete
jungle, I thought seeing a view like this might help you relax a bit… I’m
relieved you feel that way.”

The idea stemmed from my experience of going to the sea in the second
loop.

Adults, fatigued by society compared to when they were children, find

solace in nature—I’ve felt that firsthand.
“Hehe… You’ve become really good at considering others, Niihama-kun.
It’s quite nostalgic for me as someone who knew you back then.”

“Your way of saying that makes it sound like we’re long-lost relatives or
something…”

“Haha, but, Niihama-kun, you’ve truly become cool. I can vouch for that.”

Perhaps due to the brilliance of the sun and the sound of the waves, the
adult Haruka let down her guard and showed the most gentle smile she had
so far.

Just seeing this smile, it would seem like she didn’t have any problems at
all.

However–

“Um… thank you for meeting me again today. I’m sorry for suddenly
intruding with meddlesome things yesterday.”

“…No, as I conveyed in my message, I’m the one who should apologize.”

As I broached the main topic, the cheerful smile faded from Haruka’s face,
replaced by that sorrowful shadow I saw yesterday.

She had returned to that face I disliked so much.

“I understood that you, Niihama-kun, were genuinely concerned about me

and spoke with great conviction. Yet, in my thoughtless reflex, I not only
rejected you outright but also left the scene… It was truly impolite
behavior.”

From my perspective, it’s not something to apologize so profusely for, but

Haruka lowered her head deeply in apology. This aspect of her is truly
characteristic of Haruka–

“But even so… I cannot accept Niihama-kun’s proposal to step away from
work.”
“…”

With her head raised, Haruka’s previously gentle expression now seemed
incredibly cold, overshadowed and utterly impassive. It was as if she was
saying there was no room for negotiation.

“The reason I proposed meeting with you directly today is twofold. First, I
thought we should meet face-to-face so I could properly apologize for
yesterday. And second, to reiterate that I cannot accept your proposal,
Niihama-kun.”

Speaking as if that was the main point, Haruka spoke fluidly. There was no
emotion in her voice, just a matter-of-fact tone.

“You must have seen people truly crushed by their work, Niihama-kun.
That’s why I understand that you listened to me and were deeply
concerned.”

Haruka looked at me with eyes filled with cold determination. It was as if

she was saying, “I don’t need your goodwill or concern.”

“However, I am fine, and I have no intention of changing who I am now.

So, Niihama-kun, you don’t need to allocate any more time to me. I wanted
to make it clear by meeting face-to-face.”

Though her choice of words was polite and orderly, it was an even more
definite rejection than yesterday. It was a declaration of disconnection,
saying there was no further room for discussion on this matter.

“…I see. I understand what you want to say.”

To say I wasn’t shocked by this declaration directly opposing my purpose

would be a lie. However, I composed myself, feigning calmness, and
responded quietly.

(I knew this was Haruka’s stance. The problem is… what to do from here.)

I’m quite familiar with Shijouin Haruka. She’s natural, dead serious, self-
punishing, and has a gentle aura but a strong will.
So, getting flustered and trying to convince her strongly here would be a
bad move.

What I should aim for is to find the factors that are keeping Haruka in this
stance and crack them.
 Chapter 153: The Revealed Pain

“I… I misunderstood.”

“Huh…?”

Haruka showed a puzzled expression, unable to read my intentions.

However, I continued regardless.

“When I first saw you in high school, I was shocked. You were beautiful,
kind, and to top it off, the daughter of a company president… I was
astounded that someone could be so blessed by the heavens.”

“W-What!?”

Upon hearing my genuine first impression, Haruka groaned in

embarrassment.

It wasn’t an attempt to flatter her, but a genuine feeling. At that moment, I

truly believed I was in the presence of an angel.

So, I positioned her as someone almost divine in my mind.

“The scenery I saw with you was so bright and the world seemed so rosy…
That’s what I thought.”

Back then, I measured the world based on simple specifications. Beautiful

people, geniuses, athletes – their lives seemed to shine just by existing. I
wholeheartedly believed that.

“But now, I’m convinced that was a colossal mistake. Not just me, but
probably almost everyone around our age and in the Shijouin family must
have been mistaken too.”
Even those girls who had tormented Haruka since childhood must have
harbored feelings like “It’s unfair for the princess who monopolizes this
beautiful world”. People tend to believe that the privileged have it easy.

“With that conviction… I thought. Even though you acknowledge my

proposal as valid, why do you still consider quitting work such a taboo?
What reason could there be for you to keep working, even keeping your
current situation from your parents?”

In the dream, the high schooler Haruka had evaluated my adult self and
said, ‘A child who wants to become an adult and is trying too hard.’ If that
perspective was correct, what did Haruka envision as this ‘adult’ she
yearned to be?

Reflecting on Haruka’s personality and the behavior of the adult Haruka,

there was only one answer.

“Haruka… You believe you’re a person without worth, don’t you?”

“……….!”

Haruka’s reaction spoke volumes.

She stood frozen, visibly shaken, not moving an inch.

This sentiment was something everyone grappled with to some extent.

There were few who could confidently claim to have completely become
adults.

But in Haruka’s case… It likely ran much deeper. It had become a curse
eating away at her.

“…Then what am I supposed to be?”

In response to me probing into her inner world, a voice tinged with anger
reached me. It was an exceedingly rare occurrence – Haruka’s voice,
unsettled and leaning towards negative emotions.
“Yes, that’s right… I’m a person without value. I genuinely believe that. Of
course, if I were to say that, everyone would deny my words.”

Almost self-mockingly, Haruka smiled with a sad expression.

“Everyone says I’m blessed. Yes, that’s true. But… it’s simply something I
was born with. It’s not my own worth.”

Deepening her self-derision, Haruka smiled faintly.

“I always… wanted friends. But it never happened.”

With a voice steeped in sadness, Haruka began to speak.

“In elementary school, in middle school, in high school, in university…!

Everyone else could achieve it effortlessly, but I couldn’t! Every girl, no
matter how close I tried to get, always kept their distance… Because there’s
nothing appealing about me on the inside!”

I knew just how much Haruka had longed for friends in the second world.
That’s why, hearing this anguished cry from the adult Haruka, it was painful
to listen to.

“There were so many things I wanted to do! But even when I mustered the
courage to try, the class and the clubs felt awkward with me around, and it
never went well! In the end, all that’s left are colorless youth without a
single happy memory!”

It was a lament no different from the ordinary sadness of an everyday

introvert like me. Who would have thought that an angel, who everyone
believed to be blessed and untouchable, also yearned for a place in the sun
just like us shadows?

“I… wanted to be normal! To make friends normally, enjoy school life

normally, revel in a typical youth…! But no matter how much I psyched
myself up, I never got anything! Not for twenty years and more!”

I could sense this sorrow even from the Haruka of the second world. She
wanted friends and memories of youth, and by obtaining them, she
solidified her self-esteem and inner strength.

But in this first world, Haruka had grown up without any of that. She had
deepened her despair, believing that she, who should have been ‘normal’,
couldn’t even attain a fragment of it.

“Someone like me, who can’t grasp what they want, is somewhere wrong!
There’s something missing! I… I truly hate myself…!”

“So… you fixated on being an ‘adult.'”

“…Yes.”

Haruka’s eyes were faintly moist.

Tears welled up, awaiting the curse she would unleash in the heat of her
emotions.

“I tried to become a proper person who works earnestly and contributes to

society. Even if I, who’s empty inside, could at least become a respectable
adult, I thought I might come to like myself a bit more. Even if I couldn’t
navigate life well, I thought I could become someone, something, that could
exist anywhere!”

As if this alone were her salvation, Haruka shouted.

“If I lose even this, then I truly have nothing! Even if I face hardships as an
adult… Once I run away, this cowardly and slothful me might end up
depending on my overly kind family and might never summon the courage
to try again!”

Being an ‘adult’ required a role. If you ran away from the difficulty of that
role even once, you weren’t an ‘adult’. The ‘adult’ you weren’t, didn’t even
possess the last remaining shard of value.

It was a thought I too had harbored to some extent. The fear of becoming
something, someone, of value – that was also one of the reasons I couldn’t
quit my corporate job.
“So, I can’t quit my job! Because I’m going to work now, I can barely
forgive myself! If I run away even once, I… I…!”

Unable to contain the self-loathing that had swelled to its limit, Haruka
shouted. This was what she had carried in her heart. The already self-
punishing girl had let these thoughts fester until she reached this point.

It was painfully poignant, but…

“…Honestly, I can’t just stand by.”

“Huh…”

Tears streamed down Haruka’s cheeks. Facing Haruka, who was overcome
by self-revulsion, I took a step forward.
Chapter 154: Thawing Snow, and the End of Roles

“……Honestly, I can’t stay silent anymore.”

“Huh…?”

Springing forward towards Haruka, tears glistening on her cheeks, I began.

I understood the feelings of the adult Haruka. However, every bit of it was
unbearable to hear.

“I understand that you were feeling cornered, but what’s with this talk?
Saying you have no charm, no value… That’s just not something I can let
slide.”

“But… but that’s the truth, isn’t it?! Because I’m uninteresting, I couldn’t
make any friends, nothing ever went right!”

“What a load of nonsense!!”

My voice, fueled by anger, left Haruka stunned.

But honestly, I couldn’t contain myself.

To belittle Haruka, the girl I love the most in the world—even if she herself
did it—I just couldn’t allow it.

“Alright, I’m going to list out all of your good points. So brace yourself.”

“Eh…?”

Haruka, still with moist eyes, now tinged with embarrassment, stammered.

But it was too late. I had to keep going.

“I’ll start with how kind you are. Even to a gloomy, introverted guy like me,
you’d speak kindly without any bias. In a school where most students
would look down on someone like me, you treated everyone equally… You
were practically a saint.”

I remembered those scenes from our high school days, where Haruka and I
were both library committee members.

This girl, with all the traits that society admires, never once looked down on
others. She exuded warmth.

“Your thoughtfulness is astounding. You’d spend time tidying up the library

books, considering the next person who’d pick them up. Even during clean-
up or any other committee work, you’d give it your all for someone else’s
sake. And yet, you gain nothing from being so meticulous.”

Even when she began to get lost in her own problems, Haruka never forgot
her kindness and consideration. She believed that doing something for
others was a good thing… something she naturally understood.

“Your purity allows you to find joy in the simplest things. Just finding a
beautiful flower on the roadside or enjoying a convenience store snack
would light up your face… and seeing that makes me happy too.”

“Uh, um… Nii… Niihama…?”

Haruka, still with glistening eyes, timidly spoke up.

But I’m not done yet, Haruka.

I’ve barely scratched the surface.

“You’re incredibly diligent and hardworking! No matter how difficult

something is, you’ll put in the effort to overcome it. I really admire that!
And you have this knack for being both air-headed and clumsy in a
charming way. Watching you, I feel all warm and fuzzy! And, above all,
your smile is beautiful! It’s like the beauty of your heart blooming into a
flower, captivating anyone who sees it!”
“Um, w-wait…! Please wait!”

Embarrassed and reddening, Haruka interjected.

But she’s not getting away that easily.

I’ve always watched over this girl named Haruka Shijouin. Especially in the
second round, unlike the introverted high school days, I was overwhelmed
by the charm of the angelic girl before me.

And—now, the adult Haruka standing in front of me, at her core, hasn’t
changed at all. She’s just struggling with herself, still the same as back then.

That’s why I can’t accept it.

That the beautiful existence known as Haruka Shijouin is being denied by

none other than herself.

“It’s not because Shijouin-san lacked any charm that she couldn’t grasp
anything until now. It was simply a lack of opportunities, a mismatch of
gears. You said Shijouin-san isn’t ordinary, but this is normal. It might vary
in degree, but everyone experiences this feeling of inadequacy at some
point.”

This is a completely assured statement.

Because I knew the Haruka who made friends and enjoyed school life.

A person who had no charm from the start couldn’t possibly seize the youth
they wished for, no matter how much I intervened.

“So… please, believe in yourself!”

My words, bursting with heartfelt fervor, were more desperate than I

realized.

“It really ticks me off and breaks my heart that you’d blame yourself so
much, Shijouin-san! Please, just stop it…!”
“Niihama… kun…”

Before I knew it, my eyes were brimming with hot tears.

The fact that this incredibly charming Haruka was cursing herself so
vehemently, it was painfully sad. I couldn’t help but let my emotions get the
better of me.

“The girl named Haruka Shijouin… is the most wonderful girl I’ve ever
met!”

With a searing emotion welling up from the depths of my heart, I yelled

with every ounce of my being.

I—Haruka Shijouin—stood frozen in astonishment.

Niihama, who had shown the most emotions since we reunited, displayed
both anger and sorrow in response to my self-deprecating words. He
affirmed my existence with a voice brimming with fervor.

“Niihama-kun…”

I couldn’t fathom why he was expressing such strong emotions.

But in Niihama’s words, which dug up even things I had forgotten, I could
only feel an overwhelming sincerity, filled with an intense passion.

He was affirming me from the depths of his heart.

(To think… of me like this…)

A tear formed in the cracks of my parched and shattered heart. The kindness
directed towards me was so sweet, like a warm rain, soothing my yearning.

Even I realized that my heart was responding to his words.

In that instant—

(Ah———)
Memories from last night’s dream flashed before me. The scene, which
should have been a mere figment born from my unconscious mind, where
my heart warmed as Niihama affirmed me, shook my emotions even more
intensely.

“You said you were looking forward to the cultural festival with the whole
class…”

“So… I’ll ask you again. Would you exchange email addresses with me?”

“So please, rest assured. I’ll protect both that dream and that happiness. I
promise I’ll make you happy, Shijouin-san…!”

“I’ll be counting on you from now on, Haruka.”

Those were definitely not my memories. They were events that I hadn’t
experienced, mere products of imagination.

Yet, the presence and words of the Niihama before me resonated so strongly
with the Niihama in my dream that the sense of reality became hazy.

It was as if the youth we spent together actually existed.

(Ah, yes… Shinichirou-kun… always cared about me…)

For just an instant—

I was flooded with emotions whose source I couldn’t identify.

It felt like the feelings of a stranger were flowing back, and incredibly
ancient memories resurfaced.

“Ugh… Aaahhhhh…!”

Before I knew it, I was shedding large tears.

Why was my chest tightening so much? Why were sadness and joy mixing
into this messy jumble of feelings?
I had no idea.

But there was one thing I was absolutely certain of, from the depths of my
heart.

(He… thinks about me…)

I stared at Niihama, who seemed flustered by my sudden sobbing.

(He’s shouting his feelings from the bottom of his heart… that I have
value…)

Even if only one person like that existed here, it filled the vast emptiness in
my heart.

In this overwhelming sense of being saved from the core, I wiped away my
dampened cheeks.

“The future you idealized… wasn’t like this, was it…!”

Suddenly, the words of my high school self from the dream echoed in my
mind. It was a painfully accurate hit that I had tried so hard not to think
about.

If that’s the case—what kind of future did I envision?

“I… wanted…”

What I longed for. What kind of adult did I want to become—

(I… wanted to like myself… no…)

Yes, in the first place—

(I wanted someone to strongly tell me that my inner self was likable. And
by doing so, I wanted a life where I didn’t hold onto self-loathing.)

Not from family or anyone close, but from someone outside that circle, I
wanted them to genuinely affirm the inner me as an individual.
To say, with unwavering sincerity, “You, as a person, have worth.”

(Ah———)

Ah, even I find myself being so direct and earnest.

The pitch-black mass that had settled in the depths of my heart was melting
away.

It was incredibly solidified, and Niihama’s words and the fervor contained
within them… they were freeing my heart from years of torment.

The need to continue being an adult, enduring pain to maintain my

existence… it had disappeared entirely.

I, Shinichiro Niihama, was drenched in cold sweat.

I poured out everything I had to say to the mature Haruka in front of me.
She fell silent for a moment, then suddenly tears welled up as if she had
been deeply moved.

I panicked, thinking I might have messed up, but—

“Do you think… it’s okay to be saved like this?”

Haruka, after wiping away her tears, looked like she had just exorcised a
demon. While her emotions still seemed unsettled, the gloomy shadow that
was there before was now nowhere to be seen on her face.

“Because of the words of the Niihama I reunited with just yesterday, I’m
trying to let go of something I’ve stubbornly held onto. Is it really the mark
of a true adult to change their beliefs so easily?”

“It’s definitely the right thing to do.”

I asserted immediately.

“I’ve been living foolishly for so long, I can say that with confidence. If
what I’ve been doing is in the wrong direction, then no amount of effort
will do any good. So, it’s important to think if the path you’re walking now
is the right one. Otherwise, when you fall into a pit, you might never get
out.”

“Yes… I can see it now. The world looks so different from just a while ago.
Feeling this bright and clear… I can truly feel that it’s right for me.”

With those words, Haruka beamed with a smile.

There was no shadow left, and her radiant smile was like a sunflower
blooming under the sun.

Her beautiful smile, unchanged from our high school days—there it was.

“As Niihama-kun said… I’m going to reevaluate how I’ve been living. I’ll
talk to my parents properly and start walking in the direction I truly desire.”

(Ah———)

I was overwhelmed with relief, convinced that the adult Haruka had been
completely liberated from her curse.

Thank goodness… I mean, really…

“Niihama-kun.”

“Eh…”

I suddenly realized that Haruka was standing right in front of me,

displaying a bright smile with her perfected beauty.

(Uwaaah… she’s still too beautiful… She’d stand out like crazy in a
university or workplace…)

Having accomplished this mission that was far too challenging, I was
finally released from tension, and I was purely captivated by Haruka’s
goddess-like figure.
Until now, she had an air of a sorrowful widow, which led to a sense of pity
taking precedence. But… her childlike, bright smile against this adult
beauty was unbelievably cute.

“Thank you, Niihama-kun. For not giving up on someone like me.”

With a smile brighter than the surface of the sunlit water, Haruka voiced her
gratitude.

Tears, this time with a different meaning in her eyes, glistened, making her
look even more lovely.

At that moment, I burned this scene into my memory—

(Ah…………)

Suddenly, my vision blurred and my footing became unsteady.

It was like I was underwater, enveloped in a floating sensation.

(Ah, I see…)

Although I was surprised, it was something I had expected.

In other words—

(It’s over. My role is finished.)

I had completed my mission.

Even this time leap, which was based on nothing but speculation and my
hopes, seemed to have been the right choice given the current situation.

I couldn’t see or hear anything anymore.

In the midst of my perception fading, even self-awareness becoming vague

—

A sound, like the ticking of an old clock, echoed in my mind

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 Chapter 155: The Truth of the Time Leap

I was once again in that dream—a space that felt like drifting in the
universe.

As if underwater, I had a sensation of my body slowly rising from the ocean

floor to the surface.

But I could only barely perceive that much; I couldn’t tell if I was awake or
asleep, standing or sitting.

The name “Niihama Shinichirou” was so vague that I could hardly recall it
even after some thought.

(…I wonder what’s going to happen to me…)

I pondered it hazily. Right now, I was in an extremely unstable state, where

everything was unclear.

(Haruka…)

In my current state, which was beyond human understanding, I could only

think of one girl.

Did I really accomplish what I was supposed to do? Did I prevent the
disaster that loomed over the adult Haruka, and save the high schooler
Haruka from her negative time leap?

(No, calling it a negative time leap isn’t accurate. That was an influx of
memories that belonged to the Haruka who suffered mental breakdown in
the future of the first world into the high schooler Haruka, a one-sided
phenomenon. It’s more like a time influx. It’s completely different from a
time leap like mine, where my memories and intentions from the future
were inherited and fused…)

As I murmured to myself, I suddenly realized.

Where I was floating right now seemed to be a rather high degree of science
fiction—a space akin to the Akashic records, where I had access to
knowledge that should be unknowable.

(…Ah, I see. So that’s how it is…)

In the midst of my vague existence, I continued to acquire knowledge that I

shouldn’t be able to know.

Why did I, of all people, get this miracle called time leap?

(There isn’t anyone who has the power to time leap me twice… an entity
with god-like powers…)

In conclusion, there wasn’t anyone like that.

A time leap is just an “adjustment” carried out by the world system.

It was quite astonishing, but in this world, there is a power, a kind of “fate
power,” if you will, that allows living beings to bring about a better future.

This is not about luck happening frequently; it is a power that can bring the
desired future closer through strong wishes.

(Time leap was something I knew about, but this world is more fantastical
than I imagined… well, even so, it’s not easy for it to interfere with reality,
so it’s almost meaningless unless you have exceptionally strong destiny, I
guess…)

My destiny power was slightly below average, and it seemed I was born
under the star of an ordinary person… how sad.

Nevertheless, except for me, people usually have that kind of thing, which
isn’t accessible to miracles.
However, very rarely, someone with a fate power so extraordinary that they
could only be described as being loved by the heavens would appear.

The power of wish fulfillment that breaks through all difficulties, who can
be described as a reliable ally or savior when they appear in a pinch.

Surprisingly, good miracles don’t often manifest in the form of flashy

supernatural phenomena; they often appear in a practical way, like calling
on a highly competent ally or savior.

Actually, the president Tokimune talked about the “savior” story when
working part-time… it’s about that sort of thing.

Only a direct descendant of the Shijouin family could have a family so

desperate and on the brink, and a person with the power of destiny might
appear and save the family.

(…He joked about it, but he probably never thought that his wife was
directly exerting a mysterious power…)

Haruka’s mother, Akiko Shijouin, had two strong wishes when she was
young.

One was a wish to “save the struggling Shijouin Group,” which she was
concerned about at the time.

The other was a passionate desire like something out of a shoujo manga—to
meet her ideal person and be joined in a loving relationship.

As a result, Akiko and the Shijouin family’s “business genius,” known as

Tokimune, were paired, and they had a dreamlike happy ending.

Of course, Akiko wasn’t aware of this.

(With the change of generations, the next child, in other words, Haruka,
inherited the blessing of destiny. Therefore, normally, Haruka should have
been able to overcome any adversity and do as she wished. But…)

However, Haruka was too serious.

From a young age, she had avoided relying on her family’s power and
wealth, unconsciously rejecting gaining anything through “dishonest
means”.

Even if you’re a favored existence in the world, fate won’t work unless you
deeply wish for it.

Therefore, whether she wished for friends, admired a brilliant youth, or

desperately wanted to work healthily at her workplace, none of it brought
her any relief.

And then, after eventually collapsing mentally and becoming like a doll—

(In the depths of her unconscious… Haruka wished through tears. She
didn’t want such a foolish ending she had arrived at, she wanted a warm
way of living where she could laugh with friends, and be close to the people
she cherished…)

To that wish that regretted her entire life, fate responded.

However, it was already impossible to save the Haruka who had already
reached destruction.

So, fate came to a conclusion.

If the future of Shijouin Haruka was already closed—then, to reach the

future she desired, the past should be altered.

Terrifyingly, for fate, time leaps were not considered cheating, even though
they were significant events, and there seemed to be many similar incidents
in history.

(And in this case… it was judged that it would be more appropriate to send
someone who could change the fate of Haruka into the past, rather than
time leaping Haruka herself. And the elements required of that person…)

Being extremely eager for a fresh start in the past.

Having the experience and knowledge to guide Haruka’s future in the right
direction.

And above all—genuinely caring for Shijouin Haruka.

(All of this was fulfilled by a man named me. All the time leaps weren’t for
someone like me… they were happening for Haruka)

And that attempt succeeded.

The theatrical figure known as me, sent back to the past, rapidly eliminated
the factors leading to Haruka’s destruction, and the world began to move
towards a future without ruin.

The first world that led to a future of destruction was now considered to
have never existed, and the second world created by altering the past
became the official history—that was the plan fate had devised.

However, a significant problem arose.

The adult Haruka from the first world rejected salvation from others more
stubbornly than fate had anticipated. To the extent that she deflected
interference from the world.

As long as Haruka herself, who possessed a strong fate power, denied

convenient salvation, the second world couldn’t overwrite the first world
and become the official history.

It was like trying to overwrite data with bugs with a revised version of the
data, but the data with bugs refused to be overwritten and caused an error.

(As a result… the first world and the second world, which couldn’t become
one, completely split. In this state, even if the second world’s Haruka was
saved, the first world’s Haruka would still face destruction)

Fate, realizing this situation, seemed to be at a loss because it hadn’t been

able to carry out the task it had set for itself. So, it resorted to a terribly
rough method.
In other words, it planned to send me, who had successfully altered
Haruka’s past, to the first world, and have me save the Haruka of the first
world.

The procedure was as follows.

First, I would send memories related to the mental breakdown of the first
world to the high schooler Haruka, pushing her into a state of pseudo-
mental breakdown.

It was already incorporated that I would realize that the only way to resolve
this was to save the adult Haruka of the first world.

Then, I would give myself a strong motive to save the first world and time
leap.

I vaguely realized it too, but fate didn’t respond to my prayers; everything

was set up from the beginning.

(Really, fate is just like a black company boss, using me without any
explanation. Moreover, not only did it go according to its plan, but whether
I could save the adult Haruka was quite a gamble)

Complaining to fate, which was beyond human understanding, was

pointless, but it left a strong impression of being a crappy system that
would resort to tactics like taking the high schooler Haruka as a hostage,
and despite seeing through time and space, the plan was sloppy.

(Well… it doesn’t matter now. If both Harukas ultimately avoided ruin,

there’s nothing better than that)

That was the only thing that was most important to me.

I want Haruka to smile.

I want Haruka to be happy.

If a modest but warm future, just as she wished for, comes to pass—then, I
don’t care how many times I’m time leaped and used up.
Or perhaps—perhaps this heavy feeling is the qualification to save Haruka,
I thought with a wry smile.

(Well… I wonder what will happen to me…)

That much, even with the knowledge I gained in this place, I didn’t know.

Where will I, who have completed all my tasks, go?

Or will I be deemed no longer needed and disappear like this?

(Well, if I can return to that world where I had my youth revenge…)

If I can go back to that place where the most precious person to me exists…

Now that everything is over—

When I thought about that, my consciousness suddenly became muddled

and my self-definition became even more ambiguous.

The moment I realized that the time to stay in this space had ended—

The existence called me vanished from that place.

 Chapter 156: Return, and Then―

“……Nn… ah…?”

Waking from a doze, the first thing I registered was the familiar ceiling. As
I looked around, still not fully conscious, I saw a study desk lined with
textbooks and a shelf holding light novels and games.

“My childhood home… my room…?”

I muttered, my impression akin to the first day of my initial time leap. I

tried to clear the fog in my head.

Somehow, it felt like I was in a peculiar space just a moment ago, where I
seemed to comprehend all the laws of this world…

No, more importantly…

“…! What day is it!?”

Panicking, I found a mobile phone on the study desk and checked the date.

“(High school, second year… the day after I visited Haruka… and…)”

I nervously opened the photo folder on the phone.

If there were no photos, I would be filled with anxiety, but…

“There…! They’re here…!”

Tears welled up in my eyes as I joyfully exclaimed.

Inside the open folder were… many photos.

There were pictures of me, Mom, and Kanako gathered around a plate of
takoyaki, pictures from the cultural festival filled with excitement, and a
photo taken with the guys after the sports festival.

And… pictures of Haruka when she stayed over at my house, a photo taken
by Kanako of Haruka and me dozing on the sofa, and Haruka in a swimsuit,
smiling brightly at the beach…

All of these proved that I was in the second world where I had strived for
my youth’s revenge.

“I… managed to come back…”

Although I had prepared myself for a one-way trip and faced the second
time leap, it seemed I was allowed to return to this world once more.

Whether this was a reward from destiny or merely a necessity to maintain

temporal consistency was unclear…

“Ah, Onii-chan, you finally woke up? You’ve overslept by a lot, you
know?”

“Kanako…”

Hearing my voice, my younger sister Kanako entered the room. Somehow,

it felt like I was seeing her face after several years.

“Kanako… hey, I still look like a high schooler now, right?”

“Huh? What else would you be? You’ve been sleeping since morning
because you were tired from Haruka-chan, right? It’s already evening, you
know?”

Looking out of the window, the sky was already dyed orange.

From Kanako’s perspective, it seemed like I had gone to bed at night and,
without getting up in the morning, had slept until this evening.

Well, that didn’t really matter.

The most important thing for me was…

“Wait! Onii-chan, don’t start changing in front of your sister!”

“Sorry! I’m in a hurry!”

I hastily discarded my pajamas and swiftly changed into casual clothes.

Right now, I needed to hurry to the place I had to go.

“I’m sorry, but I’m going out for a bit! I don’t know when I’ll be back!”

“Onii-chan!? Where on earth are you going at this hour!?”

Kanako’s voice, flustered by her older brother’s strange behavior, reached

my ears, but I didn’t even have time to respond as I ran to the front door.

Right now, I needed to meet the person who was more important to me than
anything else.

Pedaling fervently, I disregarded the limits of my strength and raced on the

bicycle.

I’m being cautious about safety, but my restless heart can’t be stopped. I
reach the Shijouin residence, the place I was aiming for.

“Haa… Haa…”

My breath is ragged, but there’s no time even to catch it.

I find a spot to park my bike and immediately press the intercom at the
main gate.

Soon after, a familiar voice comes through the speaker.

“Yes, may I… Oh, Niihama-sama!? Why are you drenched like this at this
hour!?”

“Huh? Ah…”
For the first time, I notice the rain falling gently from the dim sky and the
clothes, slightly damp and heavy.

Ah, it seems it’s been raining…

“Anyway, please come inside! We can’t leave you like this!”

I pass through the gate unlocked by the electronic lock and enter the
premises. I was pushing myself to the limit to get here, so I’m quite
exhausted. Nevertheless, I hurry through the long garden, reaching the
entrance.

“Really, what are you doing, Niihama-sama? It’s gotten quite chilly this
season!”

Fuyumi-san, holding a towel, busily wipes my clothes and hair as if she

were an older sister fussing over her younger brother.

…I feel quite sorry.

“Ah, thank you, Fuyumi-san. I’m terribly sorry for coming at such a late
hour…”

“No, it’s not a problem at all… but really, what happened? Master and
Mistress have gone to the hospital to consult about Miss, so they’re not
here. Right now, it’s just us housekeepers…”

“Well… “

I tried to think of what to say, but I couldn’t come up with a good idea.

So, I decided to honestly voice what I wanted right now.

“I’m well aware it’s very rude to come at this hour… but…”

But please, just this once, listen to my wish.

Right now, no matter what, I have to go to her.

“Please… let me see Haruka! I really, really want to see her right now!”

“Niihama-sama…”

I was so overcome with emotion that tears welled up. I bowed my head and
earnestly pleaded. Seeing me like this, Fuyumi-san let out a voice tinged
with sympathy.

And…

“…I understand. Mistress instructed that no matter when Niihama-sama

comes for a visit, we should receive him.”

“Eh…”

Normally, I would be turned away without a doubt, but it seemed that

Akiko-san had already given her permission for my visit.

The trust I had built with the people in the Shijouin household through my
repeated visits seemed to be vouching for my existence at this crucial
moment.

Ah, truly… I’m grateful.

“Thank you so much! In that case, I’ll take you up on your offer…!”

“Eh?! N-Niihama-sama!?”

After getting permission, I dash towards Haruka’s room, leaving behind a

bewildered Fuyumi-san.

Racing through someone else’s house like this is a breach of etiquette, to

say the least, but at this moment, I couldn’t stop.

Every cell in my body was screaming in wild anticipation. I ran.

To the place where I must be right now.

To the place where the girl I need to see as soon as possible is.
“I… I’ve arrived…”

Since I had visited Haruka so many times, I quickly found my way to her
room. Once I open the door in front of me… she’ll be there.

On the night Haruka collapsed, I felt like my head was going to snap from
the incomprehensibility and the sheer injustice of fate. When I learned that
the once carefree girl had lost the ability to laugh or cry, it felt like the
world was crumbling beneath my feet.

But I managed to overcome that nightmare. Now, all I need to do is confirm

Haruka’s condition…

(But what if… Haruka on the other side of the door is still in a doll-like
state…?)

“Huh…”

I chuckled at the anxiety that had welled up within me. Even if that fear
were to come true, my course of action wouldn’t change.

“At that time… I’ll use time loops or whatever it takes to save her.”

If it’s to save Haruka, I’ll shout down fate, whether it’s in the future or the
past. I’ll overcome any adversity and save the most important person to me.

Because all I can do is run towards what must be done.

“…I’m coming in, Haruka.”

With determination, I slowly open the door to the room…

And what greeted my sight was a dazzling twilight spreading beyond the
window. The rain seemed to have stopped, and the sky, now devoid of dark
clouds, illuminated Haruka’s spacious room with an orange glow.

And there, Haruka was.

She was sitting quietly on a medical reclining bed with a backrest, dressed
in pajamas. Her face was illuminated by the dawn light flooding the room,
making it hard to see.

But the atmosphere was terribly quiet. Even as I entered the room, there
was no response.

“…………”

While soothing my agitated feelings, I slowly approached Haruka.

As I got closer to the bed, the face of the girl I had longed to see little by
little came into view. She looked a bit thinner, but her delicate features
remained unchanged.

“I’m here, Haruka.”

Having come to Haruka’s side, I finally looked at her with eyes accustomed
to the brightness.

However…

Contrary to my expectations, Haruka’s eyes were staring into emptiness.

There was no indication that she was aware of my presence.

“……”

This sight sent a sensation akin to all the blood in my body freezing, but…

“Huh…?”

Suddenly, I felt a faint warmth and looked down to see… a supple finger
touching my left ring finger. Like a sleeping child seeking human warmth
subconsciously.

“Ah…”

In front of my astonished eyes, Haruka’s eyes moved slowly.

Eyes that had lost focus, no longer pursuing anything… were now gradually
finding their focus.

And then…

“…Ah…”

Haruka’s mouth trembled ever so slightly.

“…Shin… ichi… rou…?”

Looking at me with a puzzled expression, Haruka called my name.

In those eyes, she was looking at me.

In the world she had regained, she recognized my existence.

 Chapter 157: Now is the Time to Express These
Feelings

“Haruka… aah… Ahh…! Ahhhhhhh!”

I found myself clinging to the bed, tears streaming down.

She’s come back.

From a fate too cruel and destructive, to a calm everyday life.

To know that the person I cherish has regained her consciousness, and is
calling my name – that alone fills my heart, and my tears refuse to stop.

“Too much… too much crying… Shinichirou-kun…”

Gently, as if soothing a child, Haruka strokes my head, smiling warmly.

Just this simple act feels so precious. The heavy emotions that had built up
inside me are now illuminated by a blinding light.

“Haruka… Ojou-sama…?”

Suddenly, a voice from behind. I turn around to find Fuyumi-san standing at

the entrance of the room.

Surely, she must have followed me, the beautiful housekeeper stands there,
her eyes wide in astonishment and her body frozen.

“Fuyumi-san…”

“Ah, y-yes! O-Ojou-sama! You, you understand me…! A-ahhhhh…!!”

Seeing Haruka’s recovery with her own eyes, Fuyumi-san breaks down just
like I did.

And of course she does. She must have witnessed the despair even more
deeply, as she cared for the broken Haruka all this time.

“Ah…! W-We can’t stay like this! I must inform Master and Mistress of
Ojou-sama’s recovery as soon as possible! And also, the doctor!
Shinichirou-sama, please take care of Ojou-sama for a while!”

After wiping away her tears, Fuyumi-san rushes away, determined to fulfill
her duty as a housekeeper.

Ah, that’s right. After informing Akiko-san and Tokimune-san of Haruka’s

recovery, this incident that started with Haruka’s collapse will finally come
to an end.

Truly… Truly, it’s a relief…

“Haruka, are you feeling okay? This might startle you, but you’ve been like
this for over ten days…”

“Yes, I understand. I… I had lost myself for a long time.”

“Eh…?”

Speaking with her head down, Haruka surprises me more than a little.

Could it be that she understands what had happened to her, even though she
hadn’t spoken for ten days…?

“Shinichirou-kun, I… I had a long dream.”

“A dream…?”

For some reason, Haruka begins to talk with a serious expression.

Her voice, which hadn’t been used for some time, sounds a bit hoarse, but
it’s still far more fluent than one would expect after not speaking properly
for ten days.

“I was dreaming for a very long time, of a grown-up version of myself who
was in great pain, and of an adult Shinichirou-kun who came to rescue me.
Even when the adult me was being obstinate and treating him coldly, he
never gave up.”

“That means…”

Remembering, I feel a cold sweat.

What comes to mind is that strange dream I had in the classroom during my
time leap. The Haruka who appeared then acted in a way that couldn’t have
been a product of my subconscious, so I had a vague feeling that ‘that
possibility’ was high.

But if that’s the case… does this mean that Haruka remembers what
happened to me, and why I was led to supernatural events…?

“In that dream, the grown-up Shinichirou-kun… was you.”

“…Yeah.”

I nod firmly. I’d have preferred if Haruka didn’t remember everything, but
since she recalls it all, there’s no helping it.

“In the dream, the adult Shinichirou-kun… did his best to help me. Even
though I was being stubborn and distant.”

“Wait!”

As soon as I answer, Haruka’s gaze pierces into me.

“Why… Why did you do something so reckless!?”

Haruka asks, not so much seeking an answer, but almost blaming me.

I find it painful to see her, tears streaming down her face, but as someone
who acted recklessly, I have no choice but to accept her words.
After all, ultimately, it was the enigmatic existence known as fate that led to
my life’s second time leap, but that’s what I wanted.

And of course, there was no guarantee I’d be able to come back.

“Even if I’d been broken… you should have just left me alone!”

“What…!?”

“Shinichirou-kun! You’re… kind, reliable, and truly wonderful!”

Haruka raised her voice, unable to contain her turbulent emotions.

“If such an amazing person… if their future with me was crushed because
of me, even if I regain my sanity, it wouldn’t be any comfort, would it? Do
you think I can go on with my life, smiling, after you’re gone, Shinichirou-
kun!?”

Her anguished cry condemning my ego pierced deep into my chest.

If the roles were reversed… if Haruka were the one sacrificing herself for
me, I would probably say the same.

“Why… why would you go that far? How did you become so strong and
kind?”

In her agitation, Haruka’s eyes brimmed with tears. Seeing her like this was
truly painful.

But…

“I’m really sorry for making you feel this way… But I’ll do the same thing
over and over again. Because I’ve decided to.”

“Decided…?”

Haruka repeated my words in confusion, but it wasn’t really such a big deal.

It was just a guideline I’d set for myself in this current life.
“Yeah, both you and everyone at school… say that I’ve changed so much,
like a completely different person from before. But my essence is still dark
and timid. Even when I was about to go to that ‘faraway place’, I was on
the verge of tears with the fear that I might never come back.”

Looking back, my previous life was a life of avoidance, of not confronting

the pain and fear in my heart.

Not facing it because it was scary.

Not continuing because it was hard.

Not doing it because it was bothersome.

Not starting because it was impossible anyway.

That was how I diminished myself day by day.

“So, I’m not stronger now than before. The only difference is whether
there’s something I’ve decided I truly want. ‘Not running away from what’s
necessary for what I really want.’ That’s all.”

That was what I, who had been a passive salaryman, had held in my heart
and run with throughout this second life, breaking free from that.

“So, for what I truly want… for the most important girl to me, I did what I
could. For my real feelings.”

“Shinichirou’s… real feelings?”

Haruka’s face tinged slightly at my heartfelt words.

Long ago, I fell in love with this girl, and by some miracle, we met again.

As the radiant days passed, my feelings swelled, but… I hesitated to put

them into words.

I had made a genuine decision to tell her someday, but the fear of rejection
was immense, as my feelings grew stronger.
But I won’t run away anymore.

I’ll convey this feeling now… it’s time.

“I… love you, Haruka. I’ve loved you for so, so long.”

Words I’d wanted to say for so long.

Feelings I’d kept hidden in my heart since long ago.

I finally… finally said them.

It felt deeply moving, and as expected, from head to toe, I felt a burning
heat surge, and I sweated to the point where my clothes felt heavy.

“Uh, um… I’m sorry. I actually planned to tell you this after you’d calmed
down from your illness…”

In response to my confession, Haruka stared wide-eyed, seemingly lost in

thought.

I watched her, my face covered in cold sweat, unsure in which direction the
shock she received was heading.

“Eh!? W-Wait, Haruka!?”

I found myself exclaiming in astonishment.

Because, Haruka, her face frozen in surprise, had begun to shed large tears,
flowing freely down her cheeks.

“Ugh… ahh… I… didn’t…”

With tears streaming down her cheeks, the girl spoke as if desperately
trying to sort out her emotions.

I could only wait, watching in silence.

“I… I didn’t understand… love… I didn’t know what it meant to like
someone…”

Shedding more tears, Haruka continued, seemingly baring her heart.

“People say I’m childish… but it’s not like I didn’t long for love. It’s just
that, like the stars in the night sky, I knew they were beautiful, but they
seemed far away, beyond my reach…”

In the room illuminated by the sinking sun, Haruka continued.

“But now… it feels like the feelings I didn’t understand until now are
getting names and colors. Whenever I’m with you, I feel so safe. When we
talk together, my heart leaps with joy. When I think about you, my heart
always feels light and… happy.”

“Eh…”

“At that moment, as well as the joy that seems to overflow from my heart
right now… I finally understand their true meaning. My feelings for you
just won’t stop…!”

Haruka continued to express herself with a rising sense of elation, and I

listened as if in a dream.

Is this… really reality?

Not just a convenient daydream of mine?

“I… will say it too. Please let me say it…”

With tears streaking down her cheeks, Haruka looked directly at me.

“Shinichiro-kun… I love you. Truly, truly… I love you.”

How do I respond to that?

I can’t put it into words. I can’t think of anything.

Everything within me… it all felt like an endlessly clear blue sky.

Everything about my existence… it all felt like it was being saved

completely.

“Please… let me be… your girlfriend!”

Before I knew it, I found myself leaning forward and embracing Haruka on
the bed.

I was overwhelmed with love for her, and I didn’t know what to do.

“You… hehe…”

Though her face was flushed, Haruka quietly smiled as she gazed at me,
who was right in front of her.

Ah, I can tell even without looking. I must be making a completely

ridiculous face, soaked in tears and emotion.
“I’ll always… hehe…”

Touching each other all over, Haruka’s fingers, delicate as a whitefish,

gently caressed my head.

“I’m clumsy… but please take care of me.”

And so, Haruka smiled like the sun.

Her beautifully pure heart bloomed, and I was so moved that I couldn’t find
any words.

What I won in the end of my youthful revenge.

The most precious thing in this world… was right there in my arms.
 Chapter 158: Savoring the ‘Present’

“…”

It was early in the morning, a time when I wouldn’t normally be awake.

Clad in my school uniform, I was restless in the living room of my home.

What occupied my mind at the moment was, once again, a girl named
Haruka Shijouin.

(It’s been two weeks since that night… It still feels like a dream…)

My heartfelt confession had come to fruition, and Haruka and I were

officially a couple. I had worked hard for this moment, but now that it had
actually happened, it felt surreal.

Every time, I would replay Haruka’s response to my confession in my

mind, just to reassure myself that it wasn’t a dream.

‘Shinichirou-kun… I love you. Truly, deeply… I love you.’

“Hehe… hehehe…”

The sensation of my heart melting, as if my brain was ascending to the

heavens, was probably what might be expressed as ‘heart-fluttering’ or
‘melting of a maiden’s heart’ in shoujou manga.

Lately, I’d been engaging in peculiar behavior, like rolling around on the
floor with a goofy grin plastered on my face, which earned me pitiful
glances from my family.

“Well, leaving that aside, today’s finally the day Haruka returns to school. It
took two whole weeks to get here… Truly a joyous occasion.”
After the confession, Tokimune-san and Akiko-san, who were out at the
time, rushed back home, so I wisely made a hasty exit.

(Tokimune-san and Akiko-san apparently cried their hearts out when they
saw Haruka, who had recovered. I’m really glad the folks in that house
could finally break free from the nightmare…)

Then Haruka promptly underwent examinations in the hospital, but there

were still no clear causes found for her collapse, and she recovered without
a definite diagnosis.

At that point, it could be said that this incident with Haruka collapsing had
come to an end.

But…

(Her muscles must have weakened from being bedridden, so the

rehabilitation period at the hospital was probably tough.)

Haruka seemed to be on the verge of tears when faced with the fact that she
had to miss more school. It was genuinely pitiable, but there was no helping
it.

(Well, it’s finally over. Haruka really did her best… I’ve never experienced
it myself, but it seems to be quite tough.)

Normally, a longer period of rehabilitation would be necessary, but the

maids at the Shijouin residence provided extremely effective and devoted
care massages to Haruka in her hospital bed, minimizing muscle atrophy.
As a result, Haruka returned to her daily life quite early.

And today, after a long while, Haruka would be donning her school
uniform…

I felt unusually fidgety.

“What’s with all this restlessness, big brother?”

“Kanako…”
Turning around, there stood my younger sister, Kanako, clad in her middle
school uniform. She often referred to herself as a “middle school
heartthrob,” and her perpetually adorable face now wore an expression of
exasperation directed at me.

“You’re going to school with Haruka-chan today, aren’t you? I get it if

you’re excited, but there’s no reason to be this unsettled.”

Indeed, the reason I’d been pacing around the living room since earlier was
due to a cute request from Haruka in her message.

‘Could you accompany me on my first day back to school? I’ll come to

your house by car…’

I promptly replied, “Of course!!” to this overwhelmingly adorable request,

and today was the day we’d been eagerly anticipating.

“Well, I’m just nervous, you know… Since Haruka and I mostly
communicated through messages after she was hospitalized.”

That night, I confessed to Haruka, and she accepted my feelings. It was a

major event in my life, and I still doubted whether it was real.

However, due to Haruka’s hospitalization and subsequent rehabilitation

period, we hadn’t seen much of each other since then.

“I tried to visit her at the hospital, but it seemed like her parents wanted to
be by their daughter’s side as much as visiting hours allowed. I thought it
would be best to respect that.”

Not only her parents but also the maids at the Shijouin residence and some
elderly relative from the main Shijouin family came to visit almost daily, so
the visiting schedule was apparently quite packed.

“So, as a result, we’ve reached the day of Haruka’s return to school, without
having done anything particularly ‘couple-like.’ It’s making me nervous.”

“What on earth are you saying, big brother? At times like this, you just need
to stand tall!”
At my agitated voice, Kanako scolded me.

“It’s the start of your long-awaited romantic relationship with Haruka-chan.

Right now, the most important thing is to have a face brimming with joy!
Well, I might even be more excited than you, big brother!”

As she said, Kanako was beaming with delight from early in the morning.

After all, when I had informed her two weeks ago that my confession to
Haruka had been successful…

“Oooooooooooooooooooooooooo! Seriously!? Seriously!?

Yesssssssssssss!”

A resounding cheer echoed through the house, and from then on, I was in an
exceptionally good mood.

For some reason, everyone seemed overly delighted about my love life
success.

“Oh, man! That night when big brother came home with that dreamy look,
and the news that Haruka-chan had recovered was already such fantastic
news. But to think there’d be this big bang of good news with a successful
confession on top of that! It’s like having both the New Year and the Bon
Festival at once, isn’t it?”

Apparently, my love life was so entertaining to my younger sister, Kanako,

that she had been in high spirits ever since my successful confession.

Upon hearing this news, my mother reacted with disbelief:

“Eh, eh!? You really ended up dating that young lady? Hey, Shinichiro,
you’re not misunderstanding something, are you? Just being polite?”

Well, the more you understand how aristocratic Haruka is as an individual,

the more understandable it is for my mother to become suspicious.

“Well, big brother is a total newbie in love, so I get why he’s all tense. But
have some confidence! You worked hard, thinking about Haruka-chan, and
you’ve finally arrived at this result! You got here because you’re you, big
brother!”

My sister, who had almost become estranged from me in my previous life,

was genuinely affirming me in front of me. Her smile and words were pure
and uncomplicated.

“Besides, Haruka-chan’s response to your confession wasn’t just a simple

‘yes,’ right? She also said, ‘I like you too,’ on her own, didn’t she? That’s
the ideal response that wouldn’t come out if it wasn’t mutual! There’s
nothing to worry about!”

“I-is that so?”

“That’s right! You have a mission to bring Haruka-chan back to our house,
big brother, so do it properly! Ah, I’m looking forward to it! I have so many
things I want to ask, like what Haruka-chan felt when you confessed!”

Looking at Kanako, who was all excited and leaving me, the person
involved, behind, I couldn’t help but smile wryly.

(I… really came back…)

For the past two weeks, I had been elated by my successful confession to
Haruka, but at the same time, there were moments when an inexplicable
fear crept in.

It was the fear that, having experienced the miracle of time loops twice, I
had come to understand that reality was not an absolute and unshakeable
thing.

Was this world I was in really the same as the one I knew?

Would I eventually vanish like a bubble once my purpose was served?

And, in the first place… was I really existing here now?

I couldn’t help but feel this anxiety, that the peaceful reality of now might
vanish like an illusion in the next moment.
(On the contrary, it’s probably better that Haruka’s so-called ‘future dream’
turned out to be just a dream… for my mental well-being.)

The night when Haruka, freshly recovered from a mental breakdown, had
been convinced that her dream had actually happened was still fresh in my
memory.

But by the next morning, that sense of reality had disappeared, and while
she still felt a strong pull, she had settled into the recognition that it had
been a very strange and realistic dream.

The dream that had been so vivid upon waking seemed almost impossible
to recall by the next day.

But I thought it was better that way.

There was nothing good that could come from remembering such an occult
and absurd thing.

It would only lead to unnecessary worry and mental distress.

(Well, no matter how much I think about whether this is a dream or reality,
there’s nothing I can do but accept it… But still, when I see Mom and
Kanako’s faces, I can’t help but feel relieved.)

Whether this was a dream or reality, the value of the time spent with Mom
and Kanako, with the smiles and happiness they had now, remained the
same.

Because I could think that way, I could continue walking in this world.

“Alright, thanks to you, Kanako, I’m starting to feel more settled. You’re
right. I’ll believe in myself a bit more and have a stronger heart. From now
on, I’ll do my best for Haruka-chan.”

“Yeah, that’s the spirit!”

With a laugh, Kanako responded, and just at that moment, the doorbell
rang.
I knew exactly who would be visiting at this early hour, so there was no
need to bother with the intercom.

“Oh, it seems they’re here. Well then, I’m off. Make sure you don’t be late
too.”

Saying that, I slung my bag over my shoulder and headed for the entrance.

And there—

“Big brother!”

I heard Kanako’s voice from behind.

“I’ve said it so many times already, but congratulations, really! Big brother,
who worked so hard for the person he loves, was seriously cool!”

When I turned around, Kanako was smiling, looking a bit shy.

Her words, which were like a full-powered cheer, seeped into my heart.

“Ah, thank you, Kanako… Well then, I’m off.”

With heartfelt gratitude, I headed for the entrance.

Ah, truly—I’m glad I could come back.

 Chapter 159: Regaining Everyday Life with You
as My Girlfriend

Chirping birds played their morning tune as I stepped out from my home.

On the first day I time-leaped into this second iteration of the world, I left in
a state of complete confusion. But now, I had adapted to this routine.

And this routine, too, was evolving into a different, new form. At least for
me, it was my first time welcoming a morning like this.

“Good morning, Shinichirou-kun!”

In the clear morning air, an angel’s voice resounded. The girl who was most
precious to me, Haruka Shijouin, was there.

(Ah…)

It had been about a month since I last saw Haruka in her uniform, but
seeing her smile in that unchanged form filled my heart.

Her glossy, long hair swaying in the wind, her milky white and soft skin,
and her gem-like eyes that seemed to be made of pure innocence,
everything about her was beautiful.

“Good morning, Haruka. Is your body completely better now?”

“Yes, I’m perfectly fine now! Besides, today is finally the day I can return
to school, so I’m overflowing with energy!”

Saying this, Haruka clenched both her fists tightly in front of her chest. I
couldn’t help but smile at this adorable display of determination.
“Uh… Also…”

At that moment, Haruka suddenly toned down her voice and her cheeks
reddened.

“I’ve been looking forward to going to school together today… Even

though I’m nervous, I’m really excited…”

“…”

Blushing and speaking bashfully, Haruka’s words made me blush too. I

realized that, perhaps, Haruka’s confession was the first time someone had
approached me romantically in such a clear way.

Although our relationship had just started on this fresh new page, I could
already feel an overwhelming love for Haruka.

“Well then, Niihama-sama, I’ll take my leave.”

“Huh? N-Natsuzaki-san!?”

From the high-class car that brought Haruka, the familiar driver’s face
appeared, and I let out a surprised exclamation.

Oh no, I got too focused on Haruka and completely overlooked the presence
of a third party…

“Haha, it’s fine if you’re close even in the early morning. Please be careful
getting in the car, and have a good time at school.”

“Y-Yes…”

It seemed both Haruka and I had forgotten about Natsuzaki-san’s presence,

and we both hung our heads in embarrassment.

“Oh, by the way, though I’m a bit late, congratulations, Niihama-sama.

When I heard that you and Miss Haruka started dating, we, the Shijouin
family members like me and Fuyumi, were all very excited.”
“Um, well… Thank you.”

It seems that the news has already spread within the Shijouin family… Uh,
even though it’s expected, it’s still incredibly embarrassing…

“Anyway, I sincerely bless you. Well then, Niihama-sama, please have a

pleasant school life while maintaining decorum.”

With those words, Natsuzaki-san took hold of the steering wheel and drove
away with the car.

“It really was a big fuss, wasn’t it, the Shijouin household…”

“Y-Yes… I mean, how can I put it, it was like an endless stream of mother’s
excited cheers, the housemaids, and father’s screams and shouts…”

I could easily imagine that scene, and I couldn’t help but feel a little
weighed down by the trials that would surely come my way soon.

“Well, well, when the time comes, it comes. As long as I properly explain
that I didn’t confess with light intentions…”

I switched my thoughts like that and forced myself to put on a calm facade,
showing a smile.

But… I couldn’t hide the single cold sweat trickling down my cheek.

The one-hour-earlier commute than usual had almost no other students from
the same school.

The reason we were meeting and going to school so early was to avoid the
eyes of our classmates.

(While we have commuted to and from school together before, meeting in

front of the house adds a completely different meaning…)

We will eventually have to disclose our relationship, but for now, Haruka
has just returned to school after her recovery, and I thought it would be
better to keep it a secret to avoid unnecessary trouble until things settle
down.

“Oh, it feels really good… to be able to walk the commute route like this.”

As we felt the cold morning air, Haruka, who walked beside me, spoke with
deep emotion.

“It felt like I was left behind by time during my hospitalization, but
finally… finally, I’m back.”

“Both Fudehashi and Kazamihara, as well as everyone in our class, have

been waiting. Welcome back, Haruka.”

“Yes! I’m really back at last!”

With a truly happy expression, Haruka smiled without any hesitation. Being
able to commute to school like this was surely a sign that Haruka had truly
regained her daily life.

“Ah, Haruka… I’m sorry we couldn’t meet during your hospitalization.”

“Huh? No, it’s not your fault at all! It’s because my family and relatives
came to visit me one after another. A lot of people from our main family,
whom I barely know, also came to see me, and in the end, I was a bit tired.”

While offering some reassurance, Haruka complained about the relatives

who had crowded her during her hospital stay.

It seemed that Haruka was quite beloved by the Shijouin family’s patriarch,
Grandpa, and that’s why her relatives came to congratulate her recovery in
droves.

“But… um… since it’s been a while since then, there’s something I really
want to make sure of…”

“Hm?”
At that point, Haruka suddenly blushed and let out an embarrassed voice. It
seemed difficult to say, but…

“S-So… that is…! Is it possible that me and Shinichiro-kun becoming a

couple was… a dream!?”

“Huh!?”

“No, it’s just that! Because when I was in the hospital, I was worried if such
a convenient thing could really happen! I was so happy that you confessed
to me like that and we became a couple, and that’s why I got anxious…”

“No, no, no! If it’s a dream, I’ll be the one crying! Please don’t say such
terrifying things!”

Haruka seemed genuinely frightened by that possibility, but it was more

concerning for me, fearing that it had all been too convenient.

“If you’re that anxious, I’ll say it as many times as you need! I like you,
Haruka! This isn’t a dream or an illusion, and no matter what happens, I
won’t take it back!”

“Wh-what!?”

After shouting something so embarrassing and realizing it, I turned as red as

a lobster.

And hearing this, Haruka had a similar reaction. On the nearly deserted
sidewalk, we both paused for a moment in embarrassment.

“My heart felt like it was going to explode… But hearing you say that made
me feel so light and warm…”

After a brief pause, as if to cool down the heat, Haruka timidly said.

“But… as I thought, because of that… I was trembling in fear at the thought

that it might be a dream. I didn’t have the courage to ask you by email or
phone…”
“Haruka…”

I hadn’t realized that she had such doubts, and I felt truly sorry. I had no
idea she would take my confession to heart like that…

“Since when…?”

“Huh…”

Haruka, her face still red, asked hesitantly.

I, on the other hand, smiled wryly for a moment in response to her question.

“Well, I began to truly feel this way around the time of the cultural
festival… But honestly, I’ve had these feelings from the first time we met.”

“Oh, really?”

Haruka looked surprised, with an unexpected expression. Well, back when

we first met, I was a mumbly-voiced introvert, and Haruka was so naive she
wouldn’t have recognized a romantic feeling even if it bit her.

“I’ve said it several times already… but you’re like an angel, so beautiful,
brimming with kindness from the heart, making everyone feel cheerful with
your radiant smile. From the moment I first saw you, you already had a
tight hold on my heart.”

“Wha… What are you saying!? You’re praising me too much! I’m already
so overwhelmed today, my head is steaming!”

I intended to convey the history of my affection, but Haruka, her face still
red, protested because she was already at her limit.

(I feel so much better after saying all this. It’s so nice to be able to tell
someone you like what’s so wonderful about them.)

“However, saying such strong words made my heart feel light, and I started
to feel warm again.”
Even though her face was still red, Haruka spoke with her hand over her
chest.

I see… Haruka thought about me even during her hospitalization…

“Since I’d never been in a relationship, I didn’t understand anything… but I

just kept wanting to be with you, wanting to talk to you, more and more…”

With her hand on her chest, Haruka continued.

“So, I proposed this morning… that we commute to school together. I

wanted to be with you no matter what, Shinichiro-kun…”

“Haruka…”

With her moist, shimmering eyes, Haruka came closer, and before we
realized it, we were close enough that our shoulders touched. Her hair had
the scent of shampoo, and my head was spinning so much that it felt like it
was going to burst.

In the clear morning air, we looked into each other’s eyes for a while.

Just being by each other’s side, happiness continued to accumulate.

“Oh…”

While we stared at each other, I held Haruka’s white, supple hand.

It was what I wanted to do.

And Haruka didn’t refuse; she rather slowly interlaced her fingers with
mine.

Our body heat seemed to melt together.

“Um… I’m new to dating and might make mistakes sometimes…”

But I was confident that my feelings for her could not be rivaled by anyone.
“So, I want to be with you forever. From now on… I’ll be counting on you
as my girlfriend, Haruka.”

“Yes!”

In response to my words, Haruka replied with a radiant smile.

And so, in this season transitioning from autumn to winter, we started a new
beginning. Everything seemed to shine brighter than before, in this sweet
season.
 Chapter 160: With My Classmates at the School

The time was lunch break.

The gathering began at the crowded school cafeteria tables.

“Now then! I’d like to start this celebration of Haruka’s return, organized by
the beach-goers!”

Although she looked like a serious student council president, Kazamihara

Mizuki, a super easy-going girl with glasses, commanded, and everyone,
including me, applauded.

“Oh gosh, I’ve been wishing for a day like this, Haruka! It’s seriously
touching! Sniff… I’m really moved!”

“Well, congratulations on getting out of the hospital, Shijouin-san. Not just

us here, but the classmates in our class were pretty worried too.”

The always lively Fudehashi Mai, with her short-cut hair, expressed her joy
with slightly teary eyes, and Yamahira Ginji, my otaku friend who’s also the
epitome of an innocent virgin when it comes to girls, comforted her.

“Everyone… Thank you so much! Um… I was a little worried that I might
be forgotten while I was absent from school… Uh, I’m really glad to have
friends like you all!”

Haruka, who hadn’t had friends for a long time, seemed to be very happy
about this return celebration proposed by Fudehashi. She was even a little
teary-eyed.

(I’m really glad I was able to bring Haruka back here… )

While being on the verge of tearing up from the gentle atmosphere of youth,
I remembered what happened in the classroom this morning.

Since Haruka’s hospitalization schedule was almost filled with

rehabilitation and time with family, Kazamihara and Fudehashi also
refrained from visiting the hospital, just like me.

So, Kazamihara and Fudehashi met the energetic Haruka for the first time
in a while in the classroom this morning… And both of them cried like
puppies. They were both in a state of mental breakdown like me, and the
students around us were also slightly teary-eyed.

(I’m really glad these guys became friends with Haruka. )

After that, the morning schedule ended, and thus, a modest celebration of
Haruka’s return was held during lunchtime.

Surrounded by lunchboxes and cafeteria food at the cafeteria tables, it was a

small event of picking juice and snacks… but it would probably be the most
delightful thing for Haruka.

“But seriously, having Shijouin-san around and not is a huge difference…

Especially these three getting back to their usual selves, it’s really a relief.”

“Huh…? Were the three of them not doing well while I was gone?”

Asked Haruka, puzzled, in response to Ginji’s heartfelt words.

“Oh yeah, definitely… Kazamihara-san and Fudehashi-san were both really

down and became very quiet. Well, of course, the most problematic was,
without a doubt, Niihama.”

“Yeah, heh. We were pretty gloomy ourselves, but Niihama-kun was on a

worrying level. I mean, seriously, he looked like he was on death’s
doorstep?”

“And for the first few days, his face was as pale as a zombie. Now it’s
funny, but at the time, we were seriously worried he might just keel over.”
“W-was that so…!?”

Although it’s embarrassing to hear about that time… it’s mostly accurate.

Right after Haruka collapsed, it felt like I was falling from a deep cliff, a
never-ending despair engulfing my heart. It shocked both my classmates
and my family quite a bit.

“Well, um… I was just really worried…”

“Shinichirou-kun…”

As I confessed with a sense of embarrassment, Haruka smiled happily.

Thank you for worrying about me — that smile seemed to convey, and it
was so lovely that it made me blush even more.

“But, I’ve heard you both call each other by your names… I mean, you’re
hiding it in front of the others, right?”

“Ah, this is the first time you’ve seen it, Yamahira-kun. Apparently, it
happened during that beach incident. In other words, it’s our achievement.”

“Seriously, it’s like we’ve forgotten the times when we used to call each
other by our last names.”

As the three of them sent me warm, grinning looks, I thought, they’re

saying whatever they want… but at the same time, it felt kind of nostalgic.

It’s been so long since we were all gathered at school like this, and it’s been
even longer since they teased me like this.

“Now then, originally, the purpose of this gathering was to chat cheerfully
about how Haruka was doing during her hospitalization, and the things that
happened in class while she was away… but it seems like we’ll have to put
all of that on hold for now. There’s clearly something else that should be the
top priority on the agenda.”

“Huh?”
Kazamihara suddenly announced, and I didn’t quite understand her intent.

However, Ginji and Fudehashi seemed to take her words as a matter of

course, nodding in agreement.

“So, I’d like to hear about how Niihama-kun and Haruka became a couple.”

“What!?”

“Huh!?”

Kazamihara’s words were thrust upon us unexpectedly, and both Haruka

and I were taken aback.

We’ve got 3 bonus chapters this week. In total, that means that we should
be finished with this series by the end of the week. Im trying to finish
translating the remainder right now so Ko-fi members should be able to
read the whole thing right now!
 Chapter 161: Could it be…? So Obvious

“What’s… what’s going on!? How did you come up with such perceptive
lines!? I mean, it was early in the morning on the way to school, so there
was no one around…!”

“Wa-wait, wait! What on earth are you talking about!?”

“Ah… judging by this reaction, I guess you really didn’t know.”

“It seems so… Honestly, it’s hard to believe.”

Faced with my attempts to figure out what they were onto, Fudehashi and
Ginji let out bewildered voices.

But seriously…! Why are you all so sure about this!?

“Well, you see, when we met Haruka in the morning, we were all so caught
up in welcoming her return that we didn’t notice anything.”

“But once we calmed down a bit, it was pretty obvious that something was
going on with you two.”

“We were already close before, but today, it’s like you two wanted to be as
close as possible whenever you talked.”

“Remember when you both went to get juice from the vending machine?
Niihama-kun handed change to Haruka and held her hand tightly in the
process. And Haruka blushed and squeezed his hand back.”

“!? ! ? ! ?”

W-We did…!
Now that they mention it, we did do all of that…!

I was just so happy to be with Haruka at school and to be able to touch her.
But it seems that these feelings inadvertently translated into my actions.

(But even so, we weren’t doing anything openly in front of others. How did
they figure it out so precisely!?)

“W-Wait, you two… you didn’t think… that we were doing this
discreetly!?”

“Seriously… It was so blatantly obvious that even I, who’s not very good
with these things, noticed. And everyone in the class had that ‘Ah…’ look,
like they knew.”

“We were the same outside the classroom too, in the hallway and
everywhere. Today, it seems like this has become the talk of the school even
more than Haruka’s return, didn’t you realize?”

“…………”

Given this succession of objective observations, Haruka and I are left

speechless and frozen.

At the very least, I didn’t think I was being careless… But it seems that
Haruka, the world’s number one angel, became my girlfriend, and I got too
carried away. My usually functioning sense of public appearance seems to
have gone completely offline.

“So… what’s the truth? Honestly, the atmosphere was so intense that even
I’m pretty excited.”

“Yeah, what is it? To be honest, I was so curious that I couldn’t concentrate

in class at all today!”

Kazamihara and Fudehashi, as if determined not to let us off the hook, lean
in closer to the two of us. Their eyes are not just filled with interest, but
they’re practically sparkling with excitement.
(Well, with these three at least, I did plan to tell them pretty soon…)

I meet eyes with Haruka beside me and give a big nod, silently telling her
that we don’t need to keep it a secret any longer.

She seems to understand my intention, and she nods back, her cheeks
lightly flushed.

“Yes… um, actually, right now… I’m dating Shinichirou.”

“Wha…whaaat!?”

Haruka confessed with a shy demeanor, and the three of them erupted into a
mixture of astonishment and applause. Their voices were so loud that they
drew attention from the entire cafeteria.

“W-What?! I-I mean, seriously!? There were so many times before when I
thought something like this might happen, but I always ended up
disappointed, so I thought maybe this time was just another false alarm!?”

“C-Congratulations!! This is amazing! Amazing, Niihama-kun! You finally

broke through Haruka’s natural airheaded barrier and made her realize her
feelings! I’m… I’m so moved, I could cry…!”

“You finally… finally did it, Niihama… I don’t know, knowing you from
before, this leap feels like it might bring tears to my eyes…”

With various expressions, our friends at the table celebrated us. The fact
that emotions could be so openly displayed over someone else’s romance
truly felt like high school. I muttered somewhat embarrassedly in my heart.

“S-So, so what happened next!? Did you confess while you were working
part-time together? Or was it when you gave her a birthday present after
all!?”

“It was definitely Niihama-kun who made the approach, but what was
Haruka’s reaction! And does Haruka’s incredibly overprotective dad know
about this!?”
“You guys are shining brighter than ever…”

Looking at Kazamihara and Fudehashi, who seemed like reporters

gathering for a celebrity wedding announcement, I said with a slightly tired
voice.

These two have always taken good care of Haruka, so I can understand why
they’re so excited…

“Um, yes… hehe, Shinichiro told me exactly as he said. The place was in
my room—”

“No, Haruka!? If you talk about it so candidly, my heart won’t be able to

take it!?”

Stammering, I hurriedly stopped Haruka, who seemed to have spilled

everything. Well, it’s fine to tell Kazamihara and Fudehashi, but it’s a bit
much in this cafeteria where we’ve already attracted so much attention.

“But I was really caught off guard… I initially thought we’d keep it a
secret.”

“It seems… that way. But, maybe this is for the best.”

Whether it was because she didn’t need to hide it anymore or not, Haruka
seemed relieved.

“I want to be by Shinichiro’s side because I love him. So, if everyone

knows that I’m his girlfriend, and if it’s considered natural for them to
acknowledge it… Huh? What’s going on with everyone?”

With an impact that seemed to naturally flow from her lips, even though she
was totally clueless, both I and our three classmates who had been making a
fuss until a moment ago were left speechless with bright red faces.

Right… that’s true…

Even though we’re in a relationship, her airheadedness is still intact…

“M-My mouth is full of sugar…! Ugh… I underestimated Haruka’s
naturalness…”

“Gu-fu… This is like a weapon of mass destruction against single people…

Could it be that we’ve opened Pandora’s Box…?”

The two girls who seemed to have suffered some emotional damage
complained, and Ginji, with a face as if he’d just swallowed a whole bag of
sugar, was completely defeated.
Chapter 162: The Expected Reactions from Some

And as we were making a commotion like that—

“There! It’s not just Shijouin, but that guy Niihama too!”

A resounding voice echoed from the entrance of the cafeteria, and at the
same time, five male students boldly approached our table.

They varied in type, some with solid athletic builds, others with a more
carefree demeanor, but they all shared one thing in common.

A strong, almost arrogant confidence emanating from their faces.

“Wh-who are these guys? They just came marching in all of a sudden…”

“That’s… oh, they’re probably the ones who were eyeing Haruka before
summer break.”

Upon hearing Fudehashi’s explanation, which made Ginji’s eyes widen, I

recalled these guys myself.

This was something I’d heard from Fudehashi… It seemed that from early
spring, as they saw me getting closer to Haruka, some guys from outside
our class thought, “If Niihama, a guy who doesn’t stand out, can get close
to Shijouin, then a cool guy like me should have no problem winning her
over!” And they got all fired up.

Then, around the end of summer vacation, the unspoken agreement of “No
surprise confessions to Shijouin!” had gradually lost its effect. If Haruka
hadn’t fallen ill and been absent from school for over a month, the
approaches might have increased even further, Fudehashi had mentioned.
“Um, excuse me, do you need something from me? I’m in the middle of
catching up with my friends after a long time, so if you could come back
later—”

“Shijouin-san! I heard a rumor that you started dating that guy Niihama, but
that must be a mistake, right!?”

The strapping male student who stood in front of us declared loudly as his
opening statement, causing all the students in the cafeteria to stir, focusing
their attention on us.

“Hey, what’s the deal!? I mean, I don’t think something like that could
actually happen, but I want it cleared up, you know!”

They pressed Haruka as if it were the most natural thing to do. I sighed.
Why did Haruka have to explain herself to these guys?

(Well, it was within my expectations that guys like these would start
showing up once Haruka and I started dating.)

Thanks to deepening our bonds during the cultural festival and sports
festival, the students in my class never really questioned how close Haruka
and I were. But outside of class, there were plenty of guys who wanted to
make Haruka their girlfriend.

If those guys heard that Haruka was dating “Niihama, the kind of geeky
guy,” some, if not all of them, would be unable to contain themselves.

(Then I’ll just ask them to leave. There’s no need to hide our relationship
anymore, and it’s not that difficult—)

While muttering to myself, just as I was about to rise from my seat—

“No, that rumor is not wrong.”

Facing the troublesome male students head-on, Haruka spoke up before me,
clearly and with unwavering determination.

“I am in a relationship with Shinichirou-kun.”

With this statement, the entire cafeteria erupted into a tremendous uproar.

Considering the rumors already circulating due to our carelessness today,

this unequivocal declaration was, in a sense, the phrase everyone had been
most eager to hear, causing bewildered voices and even screams of despair
to rise from all corners of the cafeteria.

“W-What!? Is this a joke!?””Is this for real!?””Th-This can’t be… Shijouin-

san!””A-Aaaaahhhhh…! My brain… my brain is being obliterated…!”

The commotion was even more chaotic than I had imagined.

“W-What the heck are they talking about!? Shijouin with someone like
him…!?”

“I have the exact same feeling… but telling them that won’t change a thing,
Yamahira-kun. Among them, it’s unacceptable for any guy they look down
on to become Haruka’s boyfriend—it’s against their principles.”

Yes, they were a group of five, not as flamboyant as Prince Mitani with
whom I had some disagreement before (apparently, he became strangely
subdued after his pride was shattered by Haruka). These five were quite
influential among the boys in our grade, strongly aware of their ‘higher’
status.

Given that I wasn’t particularly good at sports and didn’t have exceptional
looks, I’m sure they believed that my relationship with Haruka, the school’s
idol, contradicted the natural order of things.

“…Someone geeky and unremarkable like Niihama… Shinichirou-kun, is

it?”

“Yeah, that’s right! He’s all skinny and looks like a weakling and apparently
he’s an otaku! Who’d even understand dating someone like that?”

“After dumping us, you’re going out with someone like him…? Don’t you
think that’s rude!?”
“Ah, I get it! You must be threatened, Shijouin-san! Alright, leave it to us!
We’ll take care of him and make sure he never gets near you again—”

The bunch was shouting nonsense, and even I was getting quite fed up with
it.

But what was even more startling was the intense fury in my three
classmates sitting with me. Fudehashi, who had a determined look, said,
“Sorry, but I can’t stay quiet any longer,” while Kazamihara responded with
a voice as cold as ice, “What a coincidence, I feel the same way.”

Even Ginji, who didn’t seem like the fighting type, was on the verge of
exploding, his face reddening with anger. “Who the hell do they think they
are…! I hate these high-and-mighty bastards!”

In this almost explosive atmosphere—

Bam!

A deafening sound echoed through the cafeteria, instantly silencing the

previously tumultuous scene.

And everyone present turned their attention to the girl named Haruka
Shijouin, who had just struck the table with all her might.
 Chapter 163: He’s The One I Love So Much!

With a resounding thud that reverberated through the cafeteria, the bustling
noise instantly fell silent. Everyone present turned their attention to the girl
named Shijouin Haruka, who had just struck the table with both hands.

“Could you please stop with your disrespectful remarks if you can’t just
listen quietly…!?” Despite the multitude of shocked stares, Haruka boldly
raised her voice.

“Shinichirou-kun isn’t just unremarkable, he’s incredibly cool! He

perseveres through anything, achieves incredible things, and never gives up
even in the face of obstacles! Yet, he’s incredibly kind. He’s helped me
countless times, more times than I can count!”

The five boys, frozen in astonishment, faced the unexpected surge of anger
from the girl they thought of as a gentle, airheaded beauty.

“I can list Shinichiro-kun’s wonderful qualities endlessly! He’s incredibly

intelligent, an excellent teacher in studies, excels at part-time work beyond
his years, and his shy and smiling face is so endearing. His dependability
when he helps me out when I’m in trouble just fills me with warmth!”

Praised from every angle, I felt my face burning with embarrassment, yet
Haruka’s words were an unexpected joy for me.

“He’s far more wonderful than any of you… He’s the one I love so much!”

Placing her hand over her heart, Haruka proclaimed without a trace of
hesitation—her intensity causing every single person in the cafeteria to
widen their eyes.

(…Haruka…)
And I, too, felt a sweet numbness wash over my mind at her pure
confession. To be told “I love you” by the person you love is perhaps the
greatest happiness in the world.

“Alright, that’s enough, all of you.”

Facing the group of five who were frozen by Haruka’s outburst, I spoke
slowly.

“I understand that you might not be convinced, but I’m genuinely dating
Haruka. If you still have complaints, speak up.”

The five seemed to realize their disadvantage and hurriedly retreated.

Finally, the time of contention was over, but…

“Oh…!?”

The next thing that happened was a tremendous applause from the students
in the cafeteria.

“You did it, Shijouin-san!” “That was so satisfying!” “Ugh… Is he really

that into her!?” “Geez, this is so embarrassing…” “Damn, I’m so
envious…! That geeky guy!” “Ugh, I want a boyfriend who can say that
too!”

As if enjoying such entertainment, many of the girls clapped and cheered

with excitement, and quite a few boys joined in too.

…While there were many resentful voices from the boys, that was to be
expected.

“Uh… I mean… I just shouted something in the heat of the moment…”

In the midst of the thunderous applause, Haruka seemed to have cooled

down and now looked at her actions with a calmer head.

“I-I’m sorry… I didn’t just let it slip, I completely revealed it, didn’t I…”
“No, no, it was already quite obvious, and it’s completely fine,” I said,
patting Haruka’s apologetic head, savoring the sensation of her silky hair.

Then, moving a step closer to her so that no one else could hear, I spoke in a
soft, whispering voice.

“More importantly… I was so happy.”

“Eh?”

“I was so happy that you got so angry, and you affirmed me so strongly… It
made my head tingle with happiness.”

“N-No, it’s just… I only said what I was thinking…”

Because it was what you were thinking, that’s why it made me so happy, I
murmured in my heart, continuing to stroke her head with love.

“Knowing that you genuinely feel that way, that’s why I was so happy.
So… thank you.”

“Shinichirou-kun…”

“It seems I’ve become quite the celebrity,” I said, and Haruka flashed a
bright smile as if a flower had bloomed.

Confirming our mutual feelings was a very pleasant experience. Haruka and
I gazed at each other absentmindedly.

“Both of you… shouldn’t you take a look around soon?” Fudehashi teased,
and I snapped back to reality. The applause had somehow stopped, replaced
by curious gazes directed at us.

Looking closer, our three classmates were also watching us with grinning
faces. Finally, we realized that we were layering embarrassment on top of
embarrassment.
“Well… because we get carried away with each other, we should be a bit
more careful…” “Y-Yes…”

I couldn’t even count how many times my face had turned red since earlier.
Haruka and I sat down to escape the attention, enduring the unending
grinning looks.

Thanks to this event, our relationship quickly became known throughout the
school… for a while, both Haruka and I found ourselves constantly in the
spotlight just by walking down the hall.

“It feels like we’ve become celebrities,” I remarked.

“Yes, it’s quite ticklish… It still seems to be the talk of the entire school,”
Haruka responded.

After school, in the library, where we were both alone together for the first
time in a while, taking turns as library committee members. In the quiet
room, we reminisced about the events of the past few days.

After that cafeteria incident, it seemed that the information had spread
quickly. When we returned to the classroom, we were surrounded by our
classmates.

“I knew it! I thought it was a done deal from the morning!”

“Congratulations, Niihama-kun! Your persistent style has paid off!”

“I’ve been worried for so long, so this is a bit refreshing.”

While I was grateful for their congratulations, I couldn’t help but feel a
sense of discomfort. The way everyone was talking made it sound like it
had been obvious for a long time that I liked Haruka.

When I voiced this question…

“Hahaha! What, were you trying to hide it with that!?” Red-faced, Akozaki,
the idiot who had caused trouble during the cultural festival, burst into
laughter. (TLN: Don’t remember his name and don’t want to check)

“Huh, no… Everyone was just considerate and kept quiet. To be honest, it
would have been more strange if you weren’t dating with that level of
intimacy…”

I was a bit taken aback by the exasperated expression on the handsome

baseball team member, Tsukamoto. Other classmates nodded in agreement.

“Well, it’s a relief it was accepted more peacefully than I thought. Honestly,
I was expecting a lot more of those five guys to show up, and that idiot
Okatani might come back and start something again.”

“Yeah, that impolite and tactless guy… Don’t worry, if that happens, I’ll
definitely drive him away. Honestly, I don’t want to see him again.”

“I- I see…”

As soon as that name was mentioned, Haruka’s face transformed into that of
a fallen heroine with extinguished highlights. Her voice was colder than the
glaciers of the Arctic.

S- Scary… She really does hate him…

“Oh, by the way, Haruka… How’s your body feeling?”

“Yes, for the first few days, I wasn’t quite back to normal… But now, I’m
completely fine! Catching up with the late studying is tough, but I’m full of
energy!”

Haruka responded with a smile brimming with vitality, and I felt relieved.
After all, the connection of future memories was an unknown phenomenon
for humanity. I had secretly worried if there might be any lingering effects.

“R-Right. Well, I have a suggestion…”

“Yes! I’ll accept any suggestion from you, Shinichirou-kun, so please feel
free to say anything!”
The innocent girl once again said something so defenseless, causing my
heart to waver. She was so adorable that I almost lost myself in it, but… I
gathered my resolve and spoke.

“How about going out together this Saturday?”

 Interlude: Another Future

I, Niihama Shinichirou, was a 25-year-old corporate slave.

After enduring a high school life as an otaku and a loner, I ended up

working for a hellish black company, grinding away my mental well-being
and lifespan for seven long years, like a bottom-tier existence.

Yes, that’s how it was until just two months ago—

(Why did things turn out like this…?)

“Oh, Niihama-kun, this Carpaccio is delicious! It goes perfectly with white

wine!”

“Shijouin-san… Isn’t this a bit fast-paced?”

In an izakaya bustling with after-work patrons in the evening, an incredibly

beautiful woman sitting across from me tilted her glass, in high spirits.

With her long, lustrous hair and eyes that sparkled like stars, she was a
goddess of beauty that made many men turn their heads when she walked
down the street—Shijouin Haruka.

Born into a prestigious family, she was a noblewoman with a wealthy

background. Even though we were classmates in high school, I, an ordinary
person from a humble background, was not someone who could easily
approach such a woman.

Yet, here I was, out for drinks with her, just the two of us. And this wasn’t
the first time.

(Why did things end up like this again…?)

I remember everything that led up to this point. It’s just that I have no idea
why I was able to go that far back then… The determination and drive that
surged through me at that time, propelling me to quit my job, which I hadn’t
mustered the courage to do before, and submit my resignation to that
wretched company.

Not only that, I also took the initiative to reconnect with my family, with
whom I had grown distant. I repaired the strained relationships.

(When I went back home during that time, Mom was in tears, overjoyed
that I was escaping the clutches of the black company… My younger sister,
Kana, still looks at me with a strict eye, but she talks to me occasionally.
It’s a world of difference from before.)

Just getting to this point is unbelievable in itself, but my actions afterwards

were even more out of character for the usual me.

By chance, I met Shijouin-san again, and sensing the severe mental anguish
she was enduring at work, I started persuading her to quit her job.

Shijouin-san was stubborn, but I didn’t give up. Eventually, I succeeded in

persuading her. I managed to keep her away from the brutal bullying. But—

(Inviting Shijouin-san out for a drink on the very day we reconnected, and
persuading her to quit her job with such unwavering determination… How
did I become such a smooth-talker? And why did I push so hard for
Shijouin-san to resign?)

I remember the impatience, the desperation, and the fierce determination I

felt back then. But the reason why I pushed so hard remains erased from my
memory.

(Well, whatever. Even though I don’t understand what that sudden surge of
energy in my heart was, it was undoubtedly an action based on my own
will.)

If Shijouin-san knew the truth about the bullying she endured, even now,
I’m sure she’d want me to quit the company immediately. I know very well
that severe stress can easily destroy a person.

(But I absolutely can’t say my true feelings. Even if I knew about Shijouin-
san’s situation, I would have been too scared of being seen as annoying or
disliked to take any action… That’s what I should have done.)

However, the fierce fire in my heart forcibly moved me, and now Shijouin-
san is smiling in front of me. Freed from the chains that bound her, she’s
wearing the same cheerful smile as back then.

“Wow, I feel so light after quitting my previous job! I feel like I’ve grown
wings and can fly in the sky!”

“Oh, I totally get that. When I escaped from that forced labor camp-like
place, I felt so light, and the world that was once monochrome suddenly
became vivid, like it was in color.”

“Yes, exactly! My sensitivity and composure have returned, and everything

seems to shine. Even the food and drinks taste so much better! Oh, waiter!
I’ll have a Cassis Orange next, please!”

With her cheeks slightly flushed from the alcohol, Shijouin-san, relaxed and
at ease, laughed merrily.

There’s not a trace of the oppressive atmosphere from two months ago.

(Thank goodness… I’m really glad…)

When I reunited with Shijouin-san, the girl I had admired in high school,
and saw her living in society with a gloomy face, I felt intense sorrow and
anger.

Now, after going through twists and turns, Shijouin-san, freed from the
crushing burden on her heart, shows a different, natural smile than she did
back then. Every time, I feel like I’ve been saved from the depths of my
heart.

Ah, that’s right. This is how she should be.

“But seriously, life is so unpredictable… I never dreamed I’d be working
for a giant company like Chiaki-rou Bookstore.”

“Haha, we’re colleagues now, after all.”

Reflecting on the drastic changes of the past two months, I took a sip of my
beer.

After successfully persuading Shijouin-san to leave her job on that fateful

day at the seaside park—

We exchanged contact information on a chat app, and since then, we’ve

been in touch frequently.

In the midst of it all, I learned that shortly after, Shijouin-san told her
parents about what had happened at work and promptly resigned.

Apparently, Shijouin Tokimune, her father and the president of Chiaki-rou

Bookstore, was furious upon learning that his daughter had been subjected
to such terrible bullying.

It seems he was so angry that calling him merely “livid” would be an

understatement. He hastily arranged top-notch lawyers, so that tormentor
group, the root of all evil, would have to pay an extraordinarily heavy price
socially.

(Well, honestly, my personal impression is, “Pulverize them thoroughly

until there’s nothing left!!”)

I hope those who try to kill other people’s spirits for reasons as trivial as
personal dislike never see the light of day again.

(But I was extremely nervous when it came to meeting both your parents…)

When Shijouin-san told her parents about her situation and her decision to
quit, she mentioned the ‘classmate she coincidentally met’ who desperately
persuaded her to quit her job.
From what she said, her parents expressed a strong desire to meet this
person and convey their gratitude. So, even though I’m currently
unemployed, I ended up meeting the president and his wife of a major
corporation in a high-end hotel cafe.

“I was horrified listening to my daughter’s story. Without you, Haruka

would have ended up in a terrible situation after some years, probably.
Moreover, you managed to persuade her to quit despite her stubbornness in
changing her situation. I have no words of gratitude.”

Despite being the president of a major company, the president and his wife
(who looked uncannily similar to Shijouin and was surprisingly young)
bowed deeply. I was trembling with fear, but I found solace in their
decency.

Knowing that there are parents who love their daughter this much, I felt that
Shijouin-san would be okay.

And—this encounter was the momentous turning point in my life.

“I would really like to thank you… Hm? You’re currently looking for a
workplace where you can work like a human after leaving a black
company? If you’re interested, why not come to us?”

In an instant, my vision went completely white at this dream-like

proposition. However, determined not to let this opportunity slip by, I
nodded vigorously. In no time at all, I became an employee of Chishuuryou
Bookstore.

To be precise, it was a position in the affiliated book café.

By the way, Shijouin-san, who had successfully found new employment,

also worked at the same place. Unintentionally, we became colleagues.

With this new connection, we often chat and go out for drinks after work.

“I felt a bit awkward about joining through connections… But since

everyone around me knows me as a ‘relative’ of the Shijouin family rather
than the president’s daughter, I’m spared from excessive attention. Truly, I
can work here with great comfort.”

“Yeah, Manager Mishima was really angry when he heard what we went
through in our previous jobs… I wish I had a boss like her sooner.”

“…It’s a white company, isn’t it?”

“It really is…”

As we recalled just how bad our previous jobs were, we both let out bitter
laughs. Experiencing the world of a “white” company, the thought of “What
on earth was that hell in my previous job?” inevitably crossed our minds.

“Why on earth did I stay in such an illegal company that blatantly ignored
labor laws…? Was I a bit of an idiot?”

“No, no, Niihama-kun, not only did you manage to escape from there, but
you also saved me, who was on the verge of a nervous breakdown due to
my stubbornness. You’re my lifesaver and someone I deeply respect!”

(Huh!? So, c-close…)

Seemingly a little excited, Shijouin-san leaned on the table, bringing her

beautifully flushed face closer to mine.

Her captivating eyes, long hair flowing like silk, lips tinged with a faint
peach hue, and the ample cleavage that was inevitably in my field of vision
—all of it zoomed in.

(Oh no, she’s too beautiful…! Her beauty is beyond any regular actress, and
I can’t help but be conscious of her purity!)

“I felt it deeply too, but as an adult, I’m struggling just to take care of
myself. I don’t have the luxury to help others.”

Shijouin-san pulled her face away, and with an earnest tone, continued.
“But Niihama-kun, you had just escaped from a terrible workplace yourself,
and yet you helped me. For me, it was a salvation to the point of tears.”

“Shijouin-san…”

Shijouin-san’s feelings, spoken quietly but with deep emotion, seemed to

transcend words.

“Also… It was a little embarrassing, but I was happy. That you’ve been
watching over me since high school.”

“Ah, no, that was…!”

What Shijouin-san was saying was a confession of how I had listed all of
her good points when persuading her back then.

It was also a confession that I had secretly been watching her during our
high school days, and now looking back, it was beyond embarrassing.

“At that time, I was also a bit excited, or rather, something was off! I can’t
believe I went on a near-stalker-like tirade like that… It’s almost
unbelievable even to myself…!”

“…So, was it a lie?”

“Wha?! No, there’s no way! What I said back then was all true! Shijouin-
san is just incredibly attractive—”

“Is that so…”

This exchange was a mutual detonation, a self-destructive move for both of

us.

Both Shijouin-san, who heard it, and I, who went on the rant, were blushing
intensely, the destructive power of the bomb we had just detonated apparent
on our faces.

Since she lost that natural barrier from high school, Shijouin-san’s cheeks
were now tinted a deeper shade of red.
“That’s why… Have confidence, Shijouin-san.”

As if to cover up my embarrassment, I began to speak my true feelings.

“Shijouin-san, you’re a person of great value and incredibly charming. So,

for me… I just couldn’t stand the fact that someone like you was suffering
because of the trivialities of society.”

“Niihama-kun…”

Ah, that’s right.

I still don’t know what that flame-like motivation within me was at that
time.

But the feelings that swelled up within me then are still here, unchanged.

The presence of Shijouin Haruka is a gem of my youth, and I absolutely

cannot overlook it being tainted by the malevolence of the world.

“Um, so… What I mean is…”

“…?”

And so, I must move forward with my own feelings. Whether I’m an
introvert, inexperienced in love, or just plain bad at life—unless I take the
initiative, I won’t get what I want. That’s what the me from that day taught
me.

“So, um… You’ve invited me for drinks several times, but… this time,
could I be the one to invite you? There’s actually a restaurant I find a bit
hard to go to alone, so it would be a huge help if you could come with me
this Friday evening…”

“!!”

Sweating profusely, I extended an invitation that crossed a certain line. It

was a decision made with as much determination as jumping off a cliff.
But in reality, it was reaching the limit of my patience.

Since Shijouin-san regained her brightness, she often initiated conversations

with me and we shared private time like this several times.

Even though I’m a wimp and have zero experience in love, the rekindled
affection was burning like a campfire, and my feelings were on the verge of
overflowing.

“Y-yes, I’ll go! Will it be by car? Or by train?”

“Uh, yeah. I was thinking of using my car…”

“So it’ll be a little drive! Hehe, I’m really looking forward to it!”

Once again, Shijouin-san, now a goddess, laughed cheerfully, just like she
did back in high school.

She didn’t try to hide her exuberance, like an innocent child.

“Uh, thanks. But are you sure about your schedule? I heard you’ve been
getting along with the girls in your department recently, and if you have
prior commitments—”

“No, it’s okay. Everyone usually has lunch together during the weekdays,
but many of them have families and don’t gather in the evenings.
Besides…”

Still wearing a delighted smile, Shijouin-san continued naturally.

“I only ever invite Niihama-kun like this, so as long as we both don’t have
any plans, it’s totally fine!”

“B…!”

It was one of those natural airhead moments of Shijouin-san, a tendency

that occasionally surfaced even in adulthood. It was impossible to know just
how much it pierced a guy’s heart.
“Hehe, talking like this and laughing so freely, it really feels like a dream.”

Shijouin-san, who had regained the innocent side she lost upon our reunion,
cherished this moment with great joy.

“No amount of thanks will ever be enough. Everything I’ve managed to

regain is all thanks to you, Niihama-kun.”

“Shijouin-san…”

Her eyes, clear and untainted by any lingering fatigue, were directed at me.

“So, from now on, please take care of me. I want to be friends with
Niihama-kun forever and ever!”

Saying this, Shijouin-san smiled.

It was something that the Shijouin-san of our reunion, who had become a
radiant goddess, had lost. This smile of her heart, bright and pure like a
blooming flower, was right there.
Chapter 165: Her Father Came To Pick Us Up For
Our First Date

When I woke up on this chilly morning, I was in very high spirits. You see,
today is the day of a special big event – my first date with Haruka.

“Why, going out… i-is that what a date is!? A-ah, yes… I’m coming, I’m
coming! Please take me with you, Shinichirou-kun!”

In response to my invitation the other day, Haruka, while surprised and

blushing, accepted it with an adorable smile.

And now, the much-awaited day of our date has arrived. I had planned to go
to the meeting place with plenty of time to spare, but…

(Why… how did this happen!?)

I’m currently sitting in the backseat of a luxurious car. My stomach is

twisting with anxiety over this surreal situation.

“…Is something the matter, Niihama-kun?”

The driver who responded to my voice was none other than Haruka’s father,
Shijouin Tokimune, the president of a nationwide bookstore chain.

“W-why did you go through the trouble of driving for me? When you were
waiting in front of the house like that, my heart felt like it was going to
jump out…”

Yes, that’s right. I left the house all excited, but waiting for me was this
overprotective president in a luxury car.
Frozen like a stone in the doorway, I’ve arrived at this point after being
told, “You’re meeting Haruka, right? I’ll drive you,” and getting into the
car.

“So, I just wanted to talk with you a little. I heard it’s your first date with
Haruka today, so I decided to play chauffeur.”

N-no, you didn’t have to play chauffeur! What kind of absurd situation is
this?!

“The last time I saw you was that night when Haruka had recovered. I
received a call from Fuyumi-kun and hurried home with my wife…”

Tokimune-san spoke calmly as always, but… it’s even more terrifying, and
my body won’t stop trembling.

“When I arrived home, the scene that greeted me was Haruka, who had
regained her health, embracing you. I didn’t know whether to be moved to
tears by the sight of my daughter back to normal, or to explode in anger at
you, embracing my daughter before us, her parents. My emotions were all
over the place.”

“…U-um…”

As Tokimune-san continued his narrative, my shirt grew increasingly damp

with cold sweat.

Ugh… I want to escape…!

“By the way, here’s the problem. When a father, who cherishes his daughter
more than anything else, is informed with a flushed face, ‘I have a date
tomorrow!’ and ends up in a one-on-one situation with her date, what do
you think the father is thinking?”

“Uh… maybe something like, ‘I can’t let a guy like you have my
daughter!’…?”

“Haha, zero points, Niihama-kun. The answer is ‘Where should I bury this
guy?'”
“Eeek!?”

Even though he’s speaking in a calm tone, he’s still angry…! He’s definitely
angry!

“…Haruka said she had a dream while she lost consciousness.”

“Huh…”

Suddenly, Tokimune-san lowered his voice.

“It’s a strange story to have a dream when she wasn’t even in a coma…
Anyway, in that dream, Haruka kept seeing her adult self and you, who
were desperately trying to help her.”

With a wry smile, Tokimune-san continued.

“She said she was guided by your figure and voice, and managed to break
free from the deep darkness. When I heard that, I felt completely deflated.
Subconsciously, what Haruka sought wasn’t her parents who had been
watching over her since birth, but a boy she had just started interacting with
for about half a year.”

A deep sigh escaped the father who loved his daughter, resonating within
the car.

“But at the same time, I thought. Haruka is no longer a child, she’s

expanding her world outside the home. Ultimately, even the doctors don’t
know why Haruka ended up in that state… but if it weren’t for you, she
might not have returned to us.”

Looking at me through the rearview mirror, Tokimune-san spoke these

sincere words to me.

“So, I want to thank you, Niihama-kun. Thank you for thinking of

Haruka… and for being there for her.”

“N-no, it’s not… I…”

I hadn’t expected the conversation to take such a turn, and I found myself at
a loss for words. Tokimune-san chuckled at my reaction and went on with
his story.

“Listen, Niihama-kun. Has your resolve changed?”

“Huh?”

“I already know that the feelings you have for Haruka are not just some
carefree high school crush. But that’s precisely why I’m asking. Has your
resolve changed?”

With a smile on his lips, Tokimune-san asked me as if he was emphasizing

the importance of my answer. It was as if he was completely sure of what
my answer would be.

“No, it hasn’t changed.”

In response, I spoke my honest feelings clearly. To be honest, I didn’t have

any other answer in mind.

“I’ve finally achieved my long-cherished wish to walk alongside Haruka-

san. From now on, as long as Haruka-san doesn’t grow tired of me, I want
to stay by her side.”

“Hmm, you’re as unreserved as ever. You really don’t have the typical
cuteness of your age, right from the first time I met you.”

Despite his words, Tokimune-san’s smile deepened, clearly pleased.

“So, from now on, prove it. Prove that you’ll cherish Haruka’s feelings…
and take care of her.”

“Huh…”

I was taken aback by the words he gently spoke.

He… forgave me?

The man who clearly loves his daughter, Tokimune-san, is willing to accept
me, a man, walking alongside Haruka in the turbulent journey of life?

This man, who loves his daughter so much, the president of this major
corporation who has faced the ups and downs of life with a keener eye than
anyone else—has recognized that I have the right.

The joy that surged from my chest at this fact was beyond words.

I finally… gained this man’s approval…

“Yesss! I will definitely make Haruka happy! And someday, I’ll do my best
to call you ‘Dad’!”

“What the heck are you talking about?! You’re getting ahead of yourself,
you idiot!”

With my ideal future inadvertently slipping from my lips, Tokimune-san got

angry.
 Episode 166: You Can Touch Me Anytime, You
Know?

“I… Thank you very much for giving me a ride.”

“Hmph. Hurry up and go. Don’t keep Haruka waiting.”

Upon reaching our destination, Tokimune-san dropped me off and promptly

left.

Considering his level of adoration for his daughter, he must be quite

emotionally stirred about her going on a date. However, I’d like to think
that the reason he doesn’t show it is because he trusts me.

(But still… this place…)

I looked around and was filled with emotion. This seaside park, located far
from the city center, was none other than the place Haruka and I visited in
the future.

Our target this time wasn’t the park itself, but rather the large aquarium
within the park. It was a choice made by Haruka from the options I had
researched. Visiting this place “now,” after having been here in the future,
felt somewhat peculiar.

“Ah! Over here, Shinichirou-kun! Right this way!”

I turned towards the voice, and there stood an angel.

(She’s… so cute…!)

Though I’ve seen Haruka in casual wear countless times, I was once again
captivated by her loveliness.
The beige frilly blouse accentuated her pure aura, and the ribbon swaying at
her chest was charming. The light blue skirt swayed gently, stirring a certain
feeling within me.

The pale peach-colored shoulder bag she had slung over her arm, as well as
the white pumps matching her outfit, all complemented her well. It was a
glamorous and refined coordination, giving off a princess-like impression.

(This incredibly cute girl is my girlfriend now… My… girlfriend…)

“Hm? What’s wrong, Shinichiro-kun? You seem a bit… absentminded.”

“Oh, no… I was just surprised by how incredibly cute you look, Haruka…”

“Eh?! G-Geez! Even though I’m already excited today, please don’t make
my heart race any faster!”

Haruka complained cutely while blushing. It was truly beyond words, and
an odd groan escaped me unintentionally.

“But it was quite early, Haruka. We still have about twenty minutes until
our agreed meeting time…”

“Well… it’s my first time having a date appointment, so… I thought maybe
I should come early and wait while thinking about you, Shinichirou-kun…”

“Pffft…!”

Haruka said something so incredibly cute while blushing and laughing. The
destructive power was so overwhelming that I unintentionally let out a
strange sound.

“It’s my first time, so there might be times when I’m not very good at it…
But please, take care of me today!”

“Uh, yeah! It’s my first time too, so let’s take care of each other…”

Like middle schoolers in a couple, we were red-faced and nervous, facing

the situation of our first date.
Even though we’ve been to each other’s houses, it might sound strange, but
spending a holiday together, confirming each other’s feelings, felt special.

“Well then… shall we go?”

“Yes! Let’s go, Shinichirou-kun!”

And so, the two of us walked hand in hand.

This marked the start of an important day in our new relationship.

“Wow! Look, Shinichiro-kun! These little fish are so colorful!”

Haruka joyfully expressed her delight at the small tropical fish in the tank.

(I’m glad… it seems like she’s enjoying herself.)

This aquarium, being a popular date spot, had quite elaborate and well-
thought-out exhibits. While it was a spot where many people could enjoy
themselves, Haruka’s excitement was beyond my expectations.

“Oh, there are penguins too… Well, that’s to be expected from marine
creatures, I guess.”

“Yes, that’s right! Look, they’re waddling around, and it’s so cute!”

The penguins were indeed adorable, but it was Haruka, glued to the glass
with both hands, her excitement palpable, that was overwhelmingly cute.

We had already seen many creatures inside, but each time, she would
sparkle with excitement and be engrossed. Witnessing this, my heart
couldn’t help but warm up.

“Ah, this place has a room with a panoramic view, apparently. Shall we
go?”

“Yes, let’s go! There are still so many places we haven’t seen!”
Haruka responded happily to my suggestion. Every time that innocent and
radiant smile was directed at me, my own smile naturally deepened.

“Um, by the way, Shinichirou-kun… You didn’t happen to meet with my

father this morning, did you? When I mentioned our date, he joked, ‘Should
I come pick you up? I have some things I want to talk about anyway.'”

“Ah, I did meet him. In fact, he came to pick me up at my house in his car
and even drove me to this place.”

“Eh, wha…? R-Really…? D-Did he say anything rude or…?”

It seemed like Haruka didn’t know, and she was quite surprised. Well,
considering the idea of that man, who’s so protective of his daughter, going
to pick up her date must have sounded like a joke…

“No, not at all. If anything, he seemed to accept me and even gave his
approval for Haruka and me to be together.”

“Is… is that so? When I told him about us dating, he fainted from shock,
and when he woke up, he cried for hours. So, it’s a bit hard to believe…”

I heard about it from Natsuzaki-san, but it was even more turbulent than I
imagined. He seemed relatively calm in the car, but that was probably after
a considerable mental struggle…

“But if that’s the case, I’m really happy… If he hadn’t approved of the
person I love, I might have ended up having a big fight with him, even if
he’s my father.”

“…”

Haruka naturally referred to me as the person she loves, and I was flustered.
Her pure affection, expressed so openly, deeply touched my heart.

“Alright, is this the room? Oh, this is…”

“Wow! This is amazing!”

As we climbed a short flight of stairs, we found the ‘360-degree view room’
we were looking for. What surprised me first was that everything in sight
was covered in blue water and colorful fish.

The central part of the dome-shaped, large tank seemed to be designed for
people to enter, creating the illusion of being underwater.

The space for humans was about the size of a small elevator, but
fortunately, there didn’t seem to be any other guests. It looked like we could
enjoy it alone.

“It’s beautiful… In the dim light, with only the tanks lit up, it somehow
reminds me of a planetarium during a school festival.”

“Ah, for me, it’s a memory I’ll never forget. It was just as fun as it is
now…”

Although the viewing area was only large enough for about four or five
people, luckily, there were no other customers, so we were alone.

“Yes, for me too. But the feeling is a bit different from the exhilaration I felt
back then… I just can’t stop feeling so happy.”

While we looked up at the ceiling of the tank, where many fish swam
gracefully, Haruka spoke.

“When I go out like this with you, Shinichirou-kun… I feel so strongly that
I’ve become the girlfriend of the person I love the most, and my heart just
feels all warm and fluffy.”

I was told this with a voice filled with joy, and at this point, I felt like I
might explode from sheer happiness.

That a day like this would come, where Haruka would say such things to
me…

“So, um… I sometimes feel like I want to touch you like this…”

“Oh!”
Suddenly, I felt a warmth against my back. Haruka was clinging to me from
behind, touching her forehead to my back—it took me a few seconds to
understand.

“Ha-Haruka…”

“W-Well… Since this is my first time being in a relationship, I didn’t know

until now, but maybe my feelings are deeper than an ordinary person’s…”

Even the naturally carefree Haruka seemed to feel a little embarrassed about
this action, and her voice was slightly higher.

“But when my feelings get this intense, I find myself wanting to touch you,
Shinichiro-kun… S-Sorry, it’s a bit indecent, isn’t it?”

“N-No, I was a bit surprised, but I’m really happy! If it’s okay with me, you
can touch me anytime!”

“I-Is that so…? If you say things like that, I’ll end up being all clingy right
away, you know?” (TLN: Do it!)

(Well, that’s only a win for me…)

Just having Haruka’s body touching my back like this was already
enveloping me in a feeling of supreme bliss. Her softness and warmth
transmitted to me were too sensuous…!

“So, um, if you also want to touch me, Shinichiro-kun…”

In the room dimly lit with only the lights from the tank, Haruka spoke
alluringly in a whisper from behind me.

“Anytime, you can touch me, okay?”

“Uhh…”

I groaned in ecstasy from the voice so pure like an angel, yet devilishly
tempting like a little demon.
Ah, really… I feel like I’ll never win against this innocent and radiant
girl…
 Chapter 167: The More I Long for You, the More
Reluctant I Am to Part

“Woaaah…! Amazing! It’s huge!”

“Oh… Indeed, this is something.”

Having explored the aquarium, we were now standing in front of its main
attraction, the enormous tank. It was overwhelming. According to the
information plaque, it held a volume equivalent to more than ten school
swimming pools. Inside, various species of sharks, rays, and even whale
sharks swam gracefully. The sheer scale of it made it look like a cross-
section of the ocean.

“It feels like a dream… So sparkling and fantastical.”

The large tank, where both giant and small sea creatures coexisted, did
indeed seem like something out of a fairy tale. In the dimly lit room, the
tank gleamed as if basking in sunlight, creating a world of its own. It was
all so mysterious, especially with its colossal size.

“This is truly amazing. They said it opened a few years ago, but I didn’t
expect the facilities to be this impressive.”

“Yes! I’ve always wanted to visit an aquarium, so having my dream come

true is wonderful!”

“Wait… Is this your first time at an aquarium?”

Surprisingly, it was. One would expect someone to have visited one at least
once during their childhood…
“Yes, embarrassingly… I always wanted to visit places like this as a child,
but my father was always too busy.”

Haruka seemed momentarily lost in thought, perhaps recalling those days,

and she smiled wistfully.

“Of course, I could go with Mother or the housekeeper, but as a child, I

really wanted to go with my whole family. In the end, though…”

“Right… That was probably the most crucial time for your father’s
company.”

That’s probably why Haruka now revels in events and outings. Still, her
pure-heartedness plays a significant role in her enjoyment.

“So today is truly enjoyable for me. Coming to a place I’ve always wanted
to visit, with someone I’ve come to love.”

Naturally, I was once again touched by her words.

“I want to experience this wonderful feeling again… I—”

Haruka’s graceful fingers intertwined with mine.

“Then… let’s go again.”

“Be it an aquarium, a zoo, or an amusement park… wherever you want to

go.”

“I want to go to many places with you. See various things and share lots of
time.”

” What do you say? Will you go with me?”

“Yes! I’ll go, I’ll go…!”

Tears glistened in Haruka’s eyes as she spoke with heartfelt emotion.

“With you, Shinichirou… I’ll go anywhere!”

My girlfriend, holding my hand, beamed with a smile that seemed to bloom
like a flower of joy in front of the transparent tank. In that moment, I saw
the precious hope for the future in her heart, shining brighter than anything
else.

“Sigh… I had quite a blast.”

“Yes! It was really impressive! I could watch the tank with the swirling
white jellyfish forever, and the seals were even more dynamic than I
imagined!”

“They really put a lot of thought into the presentations. Personally, I was
surprised by how big the real capybaras are.”

“Ah, me too! I had imagined them to be about the size of a cat!”

Having conquered all the routes in the aquarium, we strolled through the
seaside park outside. As winter drew near, darkness already blanketed the
surroundings, and there were hardly any other people walking besides us.

(It was so much fun…)

While the contents of the aquarium were great, it was undoubtedly being
with Haruka that made me feel so light-hearted.

Finally understanding, I figured this was why couples in society always

seemed eager to go on dates. This happiness of sharing an entire day
together was irreplaceable.

(Ah, darn it… I don’t want it to end yet. I want to be together just a bit
longer…)

Although it was about time to take Haruka home, I couldn’t help but feel a
lingering reluctance. Even though we’d been together since morning, it
seemed I still hadn’t had my fill of Haruka’s presence.

“It’s gotten quite dark for only being late afternoon… Are you okay with
your curfew, Haruka?”
“Yes, I sent a message to my parents, so I still have some time. So… if
you’re okay with it, Shinichirou…”

“?”

For some reason, Haruka blushed and looked down, fiddling with her
fingers. What could she possibly find so hard to say…

“Just a little bit more… Can we stay together a bit longer…?”

“…!”

Like a child asking a parent for something, Haruka said it with an upturned
gaze, looking too adorable.

“Even though we’ve been together all day… I can’t help but want to be
with you just a bit longer. That’s how I feel.”

With an air of longing, Haruka confessed while her cheeks flushed. Her
overwhelming adorableness was almost unfair; for a moment, I felt like I
might lose consciousness.

“Well, actually…”

Regretting that I let Haruka say it first, I also voiced my feelings.

“I feel the same… I wanted to be with you just a little bit longer. I didn’t
want this day to end yet… That’s what I was thinking.”

“Shinichirou…”

Realizing that we shared the same sentiment, Haruka smiled happily. Even
in the darkness of the night, her smile was incredibly radiant.

“S-So… there’s an observation deck over there. Shall we go check it out?”

“Y-Yes! Of course, I’d love to!”

Even though our date was coming to an end, we were both still fumbling
and hesitating.

Oh, we really are still beginners. Reacting to every little thing the other
does, and getting flustered over trivial matters.

“……..”

“Ah…”

With a little hesitation, I gently extended my arm towards Haruka, who was
walking beside me. Haruka blinked for a moment… but soon seemed to
understand the meaning, blushing as she timidly looped her arm through
mine.

Walking with our arms linked, my heart pounded even harder than before.
With more points of contact, not only could I feel Haruka’s warmth, but
also the softness of her body.

And so, with faces that still looked a bit steamed, we began to walk arm in
arm. On this day, I just wanted to be together a little while longer.
 Chapter 168: Even if we were to turn back time~

“If it were daytime, we could probably see the sea beautifully, but… at this
hour, there won’t be much to see, I guess.”

“It’s okay. I’d like to see the sea at night too!”

As we chatted, we climbed the stairs to the observation deck in the seaside

park. Perhaps due to the late hour, there was hardly anyone around besides
us, and the sound of the waves could be faintly heard in the distance.

“By the way… hehe.”

“Hm? What’s up?”

“Oh, it’s nothing… I did get permission from my parents, but being alone
with a boy like this until evening, it suddenly made me feel like I’ve grown
up.”

“I get it. It feels like we’ve entered unfamiliar territory, doesn’t it?”

“Yes, exactly!”

Walking up the long staircase, we finally reached the top of the observation
deck.

The view that spread out before us—

“Wow…”

“Wow!”

Countless lights sparkled like stardust, illuminating the night.

Especially dazzling was the urban area in the distance. Perhaps due to the
absence of clouds and the clear air, the night view was particularly vivid.
The brilliance of human activity, shining so brilliantly—it was there.

“Amazing… I thought we wouldn’t be able to see much of the sea, but I

didn’t expect the night view to be this beautiful.”

“Yes, it’s really beautiful…”

We were captivated by the distant night view.

Although we should be living in that world, when viewed from here, its
radiance was overwhelmingly dazzling.

Suddenly, a cold wind brushed against our shoulders. Although it felt like
we had just gone to the sea, the seasons were already changing.

“…It’s getting pretty chilly. Winter is almost here.”

“Yes… It seems so. It’s already that time of year.”

Looking at the brilliant night view, Haruka spoke with a sense of nostalgia.

“You’ve become so active and friendly with me since about seven months
ago, right? It was spring back then, just after you leaped through time.”

Seven months ago—she mentioned the time just after I leaped through.
Haruka gazed into the distance, lost in thought.

“Since then, every day has been so rich… It was just so much fun.”

She continued, savoring the memories.

“From the lively cultural festival, to the intense studying for exams, and our
class winning the sports tournament. Then, in the summer, I stayed over at
your place and had a dream-like time at the sea. And I even worked part-
time feeling a bit more like an adult…”
Haruka listed the memories one by one, each one a precious gem in my life.
This second chance at life was a path I vowed to never regret.

“In all those memories, you were there with me. I was so clueless, but
because the boy I liked was by my side, those days were so enjoyable they
brought tears to my eyes.”

“…Haruka…”

Haruka turned towards me, giving me a gentle smile. Her radiance was
even more dazzling than the night view behind her, captivating me
endlessly.

“Now, I’m really happy. I can have silly conversations with Mizuki-san and
Mai-san every day, and I’m starting to get along with everyone in the other
classes. And now, I can be your girlfriend…”

I can’t believe the person I am now. Haruka’s eyes conveyed this feeling.
But suddenly, her expression clouded.

“But… that’s why there are times when I get scared.”

“Scared…?”

“Yes. Even this wonderful youth… will eventually come to an end.”

Haruka lowered her gaze slightly and murmured her inner thoughts.

“Now that winter is approaching, and when that’s over, we’ll be third years.
Of course, it’s only natural that we have to start thinking about various
things. But somehow, I can’t help but feel so lonely…”

“Ah, indeed, youth… it’s truly a limited-time offer.”

The time granted to be a child.

The youth that stands between being a child and an adult is what defines
our student days. No one can stay there forever.
“Um… from now on, what kind of adult do you want to become,
Shinichirou?”

It was clear she was asking something she truly wanted to know, but I
answered her question seriously.

“Well, I do want to become a proper adult. Find a stable job and live for the
simple joys of being human. It might seem plain, but that’s really what I
want.”

Finding a reliable job and living a wholesome life as a human being. That
was one of the fundamental premises I set for myself when starting this
second life.

“No, it’s not plain at all.”

Haruka kindly affirmed my future plans, which might seem uninteresting to

many.

“The sparkling, wonderful future that won’t lose to any other dreams. I
truly… believe that from the bottom of my heart.”

Haruka’s smile shining in the night was filled with pure and honest feelings.
She truly believed that this wish was something beautiful, from the depths
of her heart.

“Thank you, Haruka. But, you see, my wish isn’t just that.”

“Huh…?”

The sea breeze whispered by, gently brushing against our shoulders. In the
night’s embrace, all that could be heard were the distant waves and the soft
sounds of insects.

“As Haruka said… youth doesn’t last forever. Because it’s so enjoyable,
time flies by in the blink of an eye, and we inevitably grow up.”

I felt the same loneliness about it.

I even thought that these jewel-like days, this golden time without any
missing pieces, should continue on forever.

But, that can’t happen, and it shouldn’t.

It’s fine to take detours, to rest, and sometimes it’s okay to start over. But
ultimately—no matter what—we must keep moving forward.

“From now on, both our external and internal worlds will change. But, it’s
not all bad. I truly believe there are things we gain by moving forward.”

Time passing by is a terrifying thing.

I know deep in my bones that the future isn’t necessarily always bright.

That’s why we must continue to reach for a better future.

“As I said earlier, I want to walk a proper path and find happiness. To be
able to say with pride that my life is undoubtedly happy. So, um…”

Looking at Haruka, who was intently listening and watching me, I hesitated
for a moment but continued with my words.

It’s a rather forward conversation, but I want her to know that these are my
true feelings.

“After our youth ends, after we graduate from high school and become
adults… if, at that time, Haruka is still walking by my side without getting
tired of me, if I can be a man who can properly support Haruka—”

The courage needed to say these things is something that my journey so far
has given me.

I’m not just a man covered in grief and regret anymore.

My revenge on the gloomy youth I had—a revenge not just to clear my

regrets, but also a path of growth to move forward into the future.
“At that time, I want Haruka’s future. For the greatest happiness in my life
that I desire.”

“!!!”

In response to my words, carrying my feelings, Haruka covered her mouth

with her hand and widened her eyes in surprise.

For several seconds, she remained frozen, seemingly unable to fully grasp
the impact—

“…Th-Then, at that time…”

With emotions she couldn’t quite contain,

Her voice trembling, Haruka spoke.

“Will you… make me happy…?”

A single tear slid down Haruka’s cheek.

In the moonlight, that precious droplet sparkled.

“Yes, I promise.”

It was a vow that was only natural for me.

Making the most important girl in my life happy is also my own happiness.

“I’m surprised at how much I love you, Haruka.”

“Sh-Shinichirou-kun… Ah…”

Haruka’s tears continued to flow, wetting her cheeks.

Seeing her like this, so dear to me, I held her tightly as if to envelop her
entire body.
Feeling the softness of Haruka’s body against mine, I was on the verge of
being intoxicated by her sweet scent.

Just that alone, I loved her so much.

“I love you, I love you…!”

As if trying to convey the depth of her feelings, Haruka wrapped her arms
around my back tightly.

“I love you too, Shinichirou-kun…! That’s why…”

Seeking each other, we became deeply entwined.

“So, please let me… be by your side forever…!”

And—our flushed faces had unknowingly drawn very close.

In a distance where our breaths seemed to almost overlap,

Haruka gently closed her eyes, as if in anticipation.

There was nothing to stop us anymore.

“Mm—”

I put my feelings into a kiss on her cherry-colored lips.

With the heat driven by our emotions, our passions intertwined as one.

Everything I desire now—everything that fills me to the brim—is born from

the warm connection between Haruka and me.

—Ah, I promise you, Haruka.

I will always be by your side.

Reality is always fragile, and there are plenty of painful and sad things.
The future often scatters not just hope, but also despair.

But no matter what difficulties lie ahead, no matter what fate awaits— I will
overcome it all.

Continuing to think of Haruka, I will simply continue to walk forward.

Even if we were to turn back time—

It’s all to make you happy.

 Epilogue I: Salaryman and President

The future holds infinite possibilities.

It’s a worn-out phrase, but it’s certainly not wrong. At least, the current
situation is something I couldn’t have imagined back when I started my
second chance at life.

(…Seriously, the future is hard to grasp.)

Dressed in a suit from top to bottom, I, Niihama Shinichirou, poured amber

liquid into a glass, feeling deeply moved.

I’m currently in the lounge on the top floor of the Chiaki-rou Bookstore
headquarters building, towering in a prime location.

From this spacious room, you can overlook the sparkling night view in the
dark. The interior resembles a high-end hotel lounge, exuding quite a
luxurious vibe. However, it’s not a private establishment; it’s a room the
company set up for employee welfare.

During off hours, any employee can use it for gatherings or lunch meetings,
making it a popular space. But today, it’s reserved.

“President… Aren’t you drinking a bit too much? You’ll get scolded by
Akiko-san again, won’t you?”

“Hahaha, don’t be so serious, Shinichirou! Once again, a new business

venture hit the jackpot, and our performance is at an all-time high! As a
businessman, I can’t help but celebrate a little!”

Seated next to me is the president of our company, Tokimune Shijouin. He

laughed heartily, tilting his whiskey. It’s been ten years since I first met him,
and either due to active engagement in the frontlines or thanks to his wife,
Akiko-san, there’s no sign of aging at all.

(I never imagined I’d be frequently summoned to the president’s office like

this.)

After high school, I smoothly entered the university I aspired to and

immediately joined the Chiaki-rou Bookstore after graduating.

When I received the notice of employment after the interview, I was

ecstatic, partly because of the employment ticket I received from President
Tokimune himself in high school… But according to what I later heard, the
personnel department made the hiring decision as usual, without the need
for the president to go out of his way.

So, I achieved my major goal of getting a job in a white-collar company in

my second life, and it’s been five years already. Fortunately, my work is
going well, and I appreciate the decency of being treated like a human
being in a proper company every day…

“But please stop calling an ordinary employee like me to the president’s

office so often, Mr. President… I’m being looked at with eyes like ‘Who on
earth are you?’ by everyone around.”

“Hmph, what do you mean by an ordinary employee? Don’t you understand

your own worth yet? The ideas you presented when you were in high school
have been a significant help in supporting the current Chiaki-rou Bookstore.
Even after joining, your numerous predictions about the economy and
trends have hit the mark, bringing immense profits to our company. Seeing
that keen insight, I naturally want to hear your opinions from time to time.”

“No, that’s…”

It goes without saying that I don’t possess such foresight. It’s just that
thanks to the cheat of future knowledge, I could make predictions and stay
ahead. And even that will be over once I surpass the lifespan of my previous
life.
“You’re talking about things I really don’t understand… Even if that were
the case, I can’t see into the future for much longer. In a few more years, I
won’t be able to predict anything!”

“Again, I don’t really get it… Even if it were true, you’re exceptionally
talented. The ideas and prophecies you’ve presented since joining have
greatly contributed. Ideally, I’d want to promote you aggressively to match
your achievements… well, let’s wait a bit until you build up more
achievements within the company.”

“No, like I keep saying, I don’t have any kind of foresight! What I’ve done
up till now was just sheer luck, and I’m certain that in a few more years, I
won’t be able to read anything!”

“Still, it’s incomprehensible… Even if that were the case, you’re genuinely
outstanding. You impressed Mishima-san, your superior, too. He said,
‘Even when you were working part-time at the book cafe, you seemed like
a veteran who’d been a working professional for about twenty years, and
it’s a bit intimidating…'”

“Yes, it’s nostalgic for me too. That immature pressure interview.”

“Hey, don’t bring that up again. I was also excited at the time, and my
screws were a bit loose.”

With voices slightly tinged by the alcohol, Tokimune and I reminisced,

sporting faint smiles.

“Actually… I still think about it from time to time.”

“Huh…?”

“The time when Haruka’s heart broke… If you weren’t there, I wonder if
Haruka would have ever returned to her old self.”

For a brief moment, as if the alcohol had sobered him up, Tokimune voiced
the possibility that might have been.
“You saved Haruka, and you gave the impetus for the company’s reform.
Because of you, the world surrounding me has changed in a very kind
direction. That thought often crosses my mind recently.”

“Tokimune…”

“I don’t believe in the nonsense passed down in the Shijouin family… but
you were undoubtedly the ‘savior’ of our family. I truly… deeply appreciate
it.”

“Wait! Please don’t bow your head!”

Though he remained seated, I panicked as the president lowered his head

deeply towards me. After all, I had only pursued my own feelings of love,
and it was too much for a mere mortal like me to receive such gratitude.

“Well, consider that my thanks. As a part of that gratitude, I’ll keep giving
you projects. After all, eventually, I plan to leave the company in your
hands.”

“…Huh? Pr-Presi…?”

Tokimune nonchalantly dropped this cryptic bombshell, leaving me

dumbfounded for a moment. What did he just say?

“So, you’ll be the president. Of course, you’re still inexperienced, but from
now on, I’ll train you rigorously in management. Oh, by the way,
eventually, you’re expected to become a close confidant to Mishima, who
will become an executive.”

“Wha-a-a-a-at!? No, what are you thinking!? There’s no way I’m cut out for
that!”

I used to be a corporate slave, you know!? A success story where a slave

becomes a king is too heavy!

“What are you saying? Not only do you have foresight, but you’re also
incredibly eager for learning, and you’re always filled with the ambition to
better yourself. I’m confident that with me passing on all my knowledge
and experience, and with you building up an excellent support system,
you’ll handle it with no problem.”

Emphasizing his intuition, Tokimune spoke as if it were a matter of course.

“And… I don’t particularly like hereditary systems, but having ‘family’

take over is a natural and less resistant story, don’t you think?”

“Well, that may be true, but…! This isn’t a small local company in the
countryside, you know!?”

“Well, in the end, if I judge that you can’t be entrusted with it, I’ll ask
someone else. Just keep in mind that there’s also a future where you don’t
have to prepare for it with such determination.”

As if enjoying my fluster, Tokimune chuckled and tilted his glass of

whiskey.

Oh well, I don’t know how serious he is, but I’m feeling quite exhausted…

“Well, anyway, starting next week, I’ll make sure to set aside plenty of time
for teaching management. Make sure to let your family know. If they think
you’re being unfairly restrained, I might receive an angry phone call.”

“How motivated are you, really!? Let’s reconsider after all! I’ll just end up
as an incompetent second generation who ruins a big corporation!”

To my earnest protest, Tokimune laughed quite amusedly.

 Epilogue II: A Vividly Colored World

I’ve heard some truly unbelievable stories…

Evening has fallen, and it’s already quite dark outside. On the train heading
home, I find myself reflecting on the absurd statement Tokimune-san made
just an hour ago.

(Really, me with only a little over a decade more of work experience than
the average person, becoming the president of a major corporation? That’s
absurd. Well, it seems like it’s a plan for about ten years down the line, and
by then, Tokimune-san will probably have sobered up and chosen someone
more competent.)

Well, leaving that aside, it’s rather interesting to be involved in large-scale

projects and such, unlike in my previous life. ‘A rewarding job’ is a
common phrase in the world of overwork, but I never thought I’d actually
experience days where work feels rewarding.

Perhaps because I go by my maiden name to avoid special treatment at

work, my relationships with colleagues are also good. It’s safe to say that
my days now are peaceful, fulfilling, and more human than anything
compared to my previous life.

(…Huh? Ah, looks like Kanako has released another video.)

I tap the message displayed on my smartphone, and it opens a link to a

certain popular video-sharing site. There, displayed under the
straightforward title ‘KANA Channel☆’, is my sister Kanako, who has
grown into quite the beauty, smiling boldly in the thumbnail without hiding
her face.
Impressed by her courage, I put on the wireless earphones I took out of my
bag and tap the play icon.

‘Hello, everyone! It’s KANA! Are all you lost boys and girls watching?
Alright, let’s get right into it, and take on some love advice today!’

While Kanako currently works as an OL (office lady) at an apparel

company, she also manages to be a video creator. Her specialty? Love
advice, as she boldly declares herself. It follows a format where she
answers earnest concerns from listeners, like what to do when you’re not
popular, or when the person you’re interested in likes someone else. She
imparts practical choices for clothes and hairstyles, gives fervent
encouragement for those having a hard time deciding, and if the problem is
truly serious, she even contacts them off-screen to discuss it further. This
passionate style caught on like wildfire, and she’s now a reasonably famous
personality.

By the way, during her videos, she frequently talks about me, presenting me
as an example of an ordinary guy who, through effort, won the heart of an
aristocratic lady. Because of this, she’s often teased by fans with comments
like ‘KANA-san has a brother complex’, and she’s seen fuming at her
computer in response.)

(…Seriously, look at that happy face.)

Gazing at my sister’s lively smile in the video, I couldn’t help but let a
small smile creep onto my face.

Unlike the first round, where we repaired our relationship in our teens,
we’ve become adults now and still maintain a harmonious relationship.
When we meet, we chat just like we did when we were students. This fact…
makes me so incredibly happy that tears threaten to well up.

(As expected, it’s a big deal that Mom is doing well…)

The biggest difference for the Niihama family from the first round world is
that Mom, who should have already passed away, is currently brimming
with vitality.
Far from accumulating stress and falling ill, she’s still actively working,
going on trips with friends, pursuing hobbies, and never losing her smile.

She’s even said things like, ‘You guys are completely independent now, and
I’m thinking about trying my hand at finding love again…? Well, you
know, after watching you, Shinichirou, I thought maybe it’s not a bad idea
to give it a shot again.’

Whenever I see her living her new life so full of vigor every time she
returns home, I can’t help but feel my eyes well up with tears.

“Hmm…?”

As I savor the happiness of having a family where both members are

smiling, my smartphone displays a new message in our group chat.

“To the man on top of the world, Niihama. Don’t forget about the alumni
reunion. Even if your days are sugar-coated, we’re all looking forward to
seeing the nostalgic gang back together.”

This unique message came from the independent-minded girl with glasses,
Mizuki Kazamihara.

After graduating high school, it seems she went to university, but she
astonishingly won a light novel award and debuted as a writer while still a
student. She’s now become a popular author, and her talent is nothing short
of amazing.

(But well, her debut work… it’s a story about an ordinary, introverted high
schooler, through effort and determination, winning over a talented and
beautiful young lady who’s an heiress… Yeah…)

Back when it was released, I expressed my displeasure with a stern look,

saying, ‘Hey… this… is this… a model…?’ But she skillfully avoided the
topic, saying, ‘…This story is fiction. It has no connection to real people or
organizations,’ and acted as if nothing had happened.

Honestly, no matter how old we get, she’s still an extreme free spirit.
“I’m looking forward to the alumni reunion! Man, those days, going to the
beach, it was really a youthful time! Let’s catch up on all the piled-up
stories!”

Next, the message sent to the group chat was from Mai Fudehashi, the
lively girl.

Being a sports instructor at the gym seems to be her calling, as she seems to
have fulfilling days. Even now, as an adult, she possesses a high schooler’s
brightness and freshness in a positive way, and it seems she’s well-liked by
both colleagues and clients.

However, it seems her coaching style becomes a bit more intense with a
sports-like vibe towards students she sees potential in. This has led to her
being nicknamed ‘Spartan Sensei’ by gym-goers, which isn’t exactly an
honor.

“I’m a bit busy but I’ll be there too! It’s totally unexpected that I’m looking
forward to a high school reunion so much!”

Following Mai, the next message was from Yamahira Ginji, my best male
friend from high school.

“That Ginji guy has changed quite a bit from the first round world…”

In the first round world, Ginji ended up in a not-so-great company (slightly

better than my crappy one), and like me, he spent his days lamenting his
life’s failures.

Knowing this, I had been thinking if there was any advice I could give him
to choose a slightly better path…

But then, during the winter of our second year in high school, he suddenly
made a declaration.

“Shinichirou… I was kinda moved, you know. Even a gloomy, geeky guy
like you proved that with effort, you can win over a girl like a princess.
Thanks to you, my perspective on life changed a bit.”
Whether he was praising or mocking me, it was hard to tell. With a serious
expression, Ginji continued.

“For some reason, I feel like if I continue like this, my life will end up just
average, joining a mediocre company without a girlfriend. So, I started
thinking I should learn from you and step up my game a bit.”

His words weren’t a lie. He threw himself into his studies, passed his first-
choice university, and not only that, but he accumulated knowledge in IT
and became a programmer. Now, he’s working at a major game company, a
dream he’s had since forever.

I’m in awe of his power to change his own fate without any direct
interference from me. Maybe he has far more inner strength as a human
being than I do…?

“But well… it really hits home.”

A future where important family members and former classmates are living
in harmony. Just knowing that close people are living healthy lives fills my
heart.

This situation that was originally impossible is too much of a miracle, too
dazzling, and too precious.

“Well, but…”

In the rattling train, I put my smartphone in my pocket and smile wryly.

“My current situation is probably the greatest miracle of all…”

Back when I used to take the train home in my previous life, I wished I’d
never reach the station where I had to get off. Because, if I didn’t get off at
the station, time wouldn’t move forward. I cursed my own routine with a
head drained of vitality, hoping that the painful mornings would never
come.

But now, I want to get home as soon as possible. Because, for me, the most
precious happiness is waiting there.
 Final Episode: Arrived at a Future of Happiness

In a quiet residential neighborhood, there stood a house. It was a stylish

two-story, monochrome-colored structure with a modern cube-like design.

This brand-new, splendid house was now my home.

(Perhaps it’s a bit too grand for me… But, with the increased headcount, the
apartment was getting a bit cramped.)

While this house might be a bit extravagant for a guy in his twenties like
me, most of the purchase cost was covered by Tokimune-san.

Naturally, I tried to decline, but he insisted, saying, “Please! Your new

beginning brings tears of joy to both me and my wife…! As parents, let us
do at least this much for you!”

(Oh, the lights are on again…)

In my previous life, the only thing that greeted me every day was the
darkness of a tiny apartment. Compared to that, the warm glow escaping
from the windows of this house was a marvel.

Thinking such, I approached the front door…

“Welcome home, Shinichirou-kun!”

“…”

Right in front of the entrance, she, adorned in an apron, was waiting.

With her glossy, long hair, milky-white skin, and eyes that sparkled like
precious gemstones, her beauty, which would put any actress to shame, was
illuminated by the gentle light of our home.
Her grown-up beauty was beyond comparison, even to actresses. Yet, her
pure and virtuous heart remained unchanged from those days. To call her
anything less than a goddess would be an understatement. She smiled even
brighter than she did when we were high school students.

(Ah…)

The fatigue from a day’s work and the lingering traces of alcohol both
vanished at the sight of her smile.

The most important person to me. The one who embraced and understood
the overflowing feelings of my love.

My wife, Haruka, who I admired every day – she was there.

“I’m back, Haruka. Did you really have to come all the way to greet me?”

“Yes, well, when I closed the curtains on the second floor, I happened to see
you coming back… I just felt like giving you a nice welcome.”

She told me with a smile as radiant as blooming flowers.

Embracing Haruka, I felt the intoxicating scent and warmth that made my
head spin. I cherished the sensation of her body, which seemed to exude
sensuality.

“Dear… We’re still outside, you know?”

“… I couldn’t help myself.”

“…Honestly, even though no one’s around, we’re still outside, you know?”

“… I couldn’t help myself.”

Haruka blushed, but allowed herself to be embraced, closing her eyes

slowly.

And so, I kissed her, a kiss that I’d lost count of.
As our lips met, our hearts communicated our feelings. We were filled with
happiness.

“… Sorry, but now that I’ve calmed down a bit, I’m starting to feel a little
embarrassed too.”

Releasing Haruka from my arms, I blushed, belatedly feeling the shame.

Maybe it was because of the sake with Tokimune-san earlier, or the

messages from my former classmates, but it seemed my mood was quite
elevated.

“Well, I’m happy about it. My beloved Shinichirou always expresses his
feelings like this for me.”

In the moonlight, Haruka smiled gently.

In this way, my wife always delighted me with such gestures.

(Well… It’s been almost five years since we got married… But my passion
for Haruka seems to increase more and more.)

From dating in our second year of high school to entering the same
university, and then getting married while starting work – even after
accounting for the turbulence in between, what comes to mind are only
happy memories.

Despite this, having once tasted this flavor, I find myself constantly
dominated by the desire to be affectionate.

“Welcome hooome!”

“Hwaah!?”

Suddenly, a figure rushed towards me like a bullet and delivered a powerful

tackle to my legs.

Startled, I looked down at my feet… and there was a little angel.

“Welcome home, Daddy! Thank you for working hard!”

“Ah… S-Sakura…”

Hugging me tightly at my legs, my three-year-old daughter, Sakura, beamed

a full smile.

With her silky, lustrous hair grown out a bit, she inherited her mother’s
beauty and had an untroubled smile that could melt anyone’s heart.

For me, the most important thing in the world exists in twos without a clear
winner. One of them is my incredibly adorable daughter, Sakura.

“So, Daddy and Mommy were kissing again?”

“S-Sakura… P-Please don’t say that kind of thing outside…”

“Well, Sakura really likes it when Daddy and Mommy kiss, and when
Sakura gets kissed too!”

“Already…but, you’re right. Mom likes to kiss on Sakura, too.”

After saying that, Haruka bent her knees to meet her daughter’s eyes and
gently kissed her cheek. Then, Sakura narrowed her eyes, looking very
happy.

(…………ah)

As I looked at the two people I love, I felt everything inside me become

completely satisfied. It is precisely because I know the emptiness and
despair of something that did not happen that I can deeply feel that this
scene has more value than all the goods in the world. My heart is so full that
it feels like it’s going to overflow, and I’m so overcome with emotion that
my eyes are hot.

(–I have arrived at the future I had hoped for.)

I suddenly thought of my own history. It started with regret for a life filled
with failures. I was so miserable that I had no choice but to continue
shedding tears and vomiting blood.

Next, fueled by regret, I began to run, turning my wishes into a path.

I raced with my whole being, unafraid to fight for what I truly desired, in
order to obtain it.

And so, I find myself here now.

To the horizon I yearned, prayed, and longed for with a fervor bordering on
madness, I have finally arrived.

“Well then, shall we go inside? Hehe, today we have hamburgers, which

Sakura loves! And as a bonus, there’s a sunny-side-up egg too!”

“Really!? Wow, I have to wash my hands quickly!”

As Haruka spoke with an expression full of tenderness, Sakura’s eyes

sparkled with excitement. She dashed towards the entrance and hurriedly
went inside the house.

Seeing our adorable daughter like this, our cheeks softened with a big
smile.

“Well then, let’s get inside too. Ah, Haruka.”

“Yes?”

These were words I’d spoken countless times, and I was aware of how often
I said them. Still, when my feelings overflowed in my heart, I couldn’t help
but say these words.

“I love you.”

“…!”

Just a moment ago, we embraced and shared a kiss, yet every time Haruka
hears my feelings, she blushes like this. Her reaction, unchanged since our
school days, is irresistibly endearing.
“Yes… I feel the same way.”

Haruka, with her cheeks tinged a soft peach, speaks with heartfelt emotion.

“I love you too, Shinichirou.”

In the night’s darkness, Haruka wears a radiant smile akin to a blossoming

flower. There’s not a hint of shadow, only an overflow of pure happiness.

And so, hand in hand, we turn towards our warm, glowing home.

In my heart, there’s a modest pride in the continuous strides I’ve taken.

Ahead lies a path that shines so brilliantly in the future. By my side is the
person with whom I’ve shared my feelings, a small crystal of happiness.

Savoring the miracle of the happiness we’ve reached—

We step forward into the future we’ve fought hard to grasp.

(The End)
 Translators Note:

Thats it bois! We are done!! For those who don’t know I also do another
series, similar yet different. I put it on the back-burner because this story
was just so much more popular and I wanted to finish it. Now that its done,
I will be going back to Future Husband and I think I will pick up another
project and alternate between the two daily. If you have any ideas on what I
should pick up, post it in the comments. Thanks so much everyone,
especially those supporters!
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