Chapter 546: Wanting to Marry a Person Like You
Chapter 546: Wanting to Marry a Person Like You
Chapter 546: Wanting to Marry a Person Like You
“Blo… blood…”
Himekoji pointed at the bedsheet beneath him, voice trembling in shock.
“It’s… bleeding? Why?”
Yukinoshita winced through the sharp, tearing pain, brows tightly knitted as she sought answers from him.
“It’s because… it’s the first time, maybe?”
Muttering the obvious, Himekoji felt a growing sense of dread…
“But… weren’t we… in a dream?”
“Maybe… it wasn’t?”
Swallowing hard, Himekoji voiced his fear with a nervous gulp.
“Eh?”
“……”
The conversation died abruptly.
Locked in their shameful, rigid pose, they stared wide-eyed at each other, frozen like statues.
The stillness shattered the instant the Nurse’s Office door clicked open.
The sound rippled through the quiet like a stone dropped in still water.
The water—startled. But the intruder, witnessing this “scene,” felt the sharpest jolt of all.
Seeing them “making love” felt just as shocking as discovering a crime!
Two intertwined bodies crashed into Yuigahama’s vision. Her world erupted—sky cracking, lightning flashing. Darkness. Blinding light. She knew this image would haunt her forever.
The two she cared for, doing just this, inside the Nurse’s Office.
“Yu… Yuigahama…”
Yukinoshita spotted her first.
Himekoji followed belatedly, turning his stiff neck with a faint creak.
Yuigahama.
Yuigahama Yui.
Yukinoshita had already named the intruder.
Himekoji expected shock, disbelief, maybe scorn. But instead…
Yuigahama just watched them silently. Her gaze soft, understanding—as if saying “I knew it.” Yet her eyes threatened tears any second.
“Hah… haha! Sorry! I… interrupted!”
Her smile strained. Her apologetic wave was forced. Her voice—the most forced of all.
Like every action took immense effort.
Yukinoshita saw her struggle right away. But what could she say?
“I-I’ll go now! You two… continue! Hah… haha… hahaha…”
BAM!
The Nurse’s Office door slammed shut.
Outside, something heavy hit the floor. A muffled thud… then the clear shatter of glass.
Yukinoshita blinked, frozen. She looked like a child caught misbehaving.
She shoved Himekoji off her, then scrambled for her scattered clothes, clutching them to her chest.
The ache pulsed below, demanding her attention, echoing the stark stain beneath her, affirming it had been real.
She zoned out, staring blankly, wordless.
“……”
Himekoji fumbled into his clothes, kneeling on the bed.
Then he realized he shouldn’t be on it. He scrambled off frantically, collapsing onto the floor to kneel like a penitent man, hands gripped rigidly atop his knees.
“S-sorry! I… didn’t know…”
He truly felt the remorse.
Like he’d used a “dream” as an excuse to lie for her first time. Deep down he knew it wasn’t fake, but the outcome still made him wretched…
Yukinoshita had dressed too. Stepping to Himekoji, she scanned the room, then…
Abruptly, she snatched a wooden chair nearby.
Lifting it high above her head—aiming straight for Himekoji.
“I need to calm down,” Yukinoshita stated firmly.
“Huh? But… the chair?”
“I need to knock you out. To help me cool down.”
“Yes!” Resignation hardened Himekoji’s voice as he shut his eyes. “Just… not the face.”
He knelt in place, awaiting his punishment—as he should. Yet the strike never landed.
He cracked one eye open shyly… and saw Yukinoshita heading for the door.
Ten minutes later, the Nurse’s Office held three teens:
“Haa… so you ARE dating after all,” Yuigahama sighed softly, rubbing her neck.
She sat beside Yukinoshita on the bed’s edge. Himekoji knelt obediently on the floor nearby.
“Dating”—that’s what Yukinoshita had just declared.
Forced after that… situation. Saying “it was nothing” sounded like denial and chaos.
“Feels… kinda fast, maybe? Still… congrats! Me? Totally backing you two! Small Snow and Aki, together?”
Yuigahama clapped softly, offering genuine, warm praise—using her radiant smile to hold back her tears.
Hearing Yuigahama’s blessing, Himekoji relaxed as if relieved after meeting the parents. Yet he still doubted:
“Yuigahama… Do you… think someone like me… deserves to be with her?”
“Of course! Only someone just like Aki deserves it!”
Her reply shot out quick—with surprising certainty.
She paused thoughtfully. Yuigahama gazed at Himekoji with gently distant eyes, reliving a moment—
“Aki? Remember… the earthquake that hit next city… when we were first years?”
“Our class volunteered… everyone was wiped out at night… crashed after we finished… but I woke twice.”
“Once past midnight… once near dawn… Both times, same boy—fetching water… bandaging wounds… even helping feed meds… tucking blankets…”
“That was you.”
“Huh? M-me?”
Himekoji pointed to himself, bewildered. That memory was fuzzy.
“I thought then… ‘Himekoji is truly good… kind-hearted…’ Anyone ending up with him would be truly lucky.”
“Was I… like that?”
Being called “kind” and “good” made him squirm. This guy who’d been the “Pervert” for ages just scratched his cheek awkwardly.
“Actually… think I couldn’t sleep back then… Was just restless…”
“Passed time helping… was never ‘kind’… was more… a weird stubborn loner…”
He spoke with an awkward chuckle. “Couldn’t adjust to big noisy rooms… sleeping around crowds impossible…”
He told the truth.
Back then, he’d been painfully withdrawn—used to silent nights alone. Sleep with others nearby? Impossible.
Weren’t there people who’d say—they hated breathing his air… just seeing him sickened them?
Stuff like that.
He’d been so scared… sleeping in the same quarters… worried his mere presence would wreck everyone’s peace…
Ha… thinking back now… feels silly and sad at once.
He had changed since then…
People around him had changed too.
……
Yuigahama softly shook her head. Her calm smile held nostalgic beauty—
“That’s why you’re the kindest… deepest hearted…”
She truly wished… she could marry someone gentle like Akito someday.
But that dream felt lost forever. So instead—
She gave what remained:
“Go be happy!”
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