[ENG] Yome ni Uwaki Saretara, Daigaku Jidai ni Modotte Kimashita! V1 Illustration

Chapter 1 A pumpkin that laughs at the awakened female heart

 This takes place the day after I helped the Shinjo sisters and their mother.

Anyway, considering that burglars forcibly broke into their house and even involved the police, even though they themselves didn't intend to make a big deal out of it, rumors naturally began to spread.

"I remember it was near your house, right?"

"Was everything alright at your place?"

As soon as I arrived at school, my friends started worrying about me because the crime scene was near my house.

Normally, these guys act like fools when we're hanging out, but when something happens like this, they still care about my safety. To be honest, their kindness made me really happy.

"Though I was startled too, thankfully the Shinjo sisters are fine. We should be happy about that, right?"

My friends nodded in agreement.

The two friends I was talking to now were people I met after entering high school. Although we've known each other for less than a year, it feels like we've been close for many years, and we've built a deep friendship.

"But seriously, thanks for worrying about me, Sota and Kaito."

"Hehe, of course!"

"It's only natural, right?"

Miyanaga Sota and Aoshima Kaito—these two are really important to me.

Sota is an otaku who loves role-playing, while Kaito is muscular and looks like a delinquent. The reason we met was because I initiated the conversation, but I never expected our relationship to become this close. It truly makes me happy and nostalgic at the same time.

"So, about yesterday—"

"Ah, right, right, about that—"

While listening to my friends talk, I recalled yesterday's events and couldn't help but sigh.

"...Phew."

For me, everything that happened yesterday felt like a wave that passed by in an instant.

As for what happened later yesterday, even though I had tied up the man and ensured the safety of the Shinjo family, when the police arrived at the scene and saw me wearing a pumpkin head mask, they were all left speechless.

"...Which one is the suspect?"

"Are both of them suspects?"

Before they even discussed this, I was desperately hoping they'd catch the burglar quickly. However, if I were in their shoes, I would've probably said the same thing.

In such a situation, seeing me wearing a pumpkin head mask was really out of place, almost like a ridiculous scene.

Even though I was a suspicious person, I wasn't the criminal. At first, the police nearly took me away, but the Shinjo family vouched for me.

"This person is our savior! He's definitely not some weirdo!"

"...But he's wearing a pumpkin head mask."

I'm grateful to the Shinjo family for standing up for me, but at the same time, I couldn't help but feel sorry for the police officers who were quietly murmuring among themselves.

Due to this incident, it took a long time before I was released, but after everything was resolved, I was finally able to return home.

By the way, even though the police knew my identity by then, the three members of the Shinjo family never saw my face. After all, in a situation like that, I honestly didn't know what kind of expression to make. More importantly, I was worried that every time they saw me nearby or at school, it might remind them of this incident.

"Could you tell me your name...?"

"Who are you...?"

Apart from the sisters, who spoke to me as if they were asking for help, their mother seemed to be looking for someone reliable to depend on.

The three of them reached out, as if they didn't want me to leave. Although I felt reluctant, I still walked away from them.

(How should I put it? Perhaps it was because the emotions they showed were too much of a burden for me.)

I did want to act manly and be cool, and being asked for help by women of extraordinary beauty wasn't a bad feeling at all, but in the end, I told them nothing.

(But they still came to school like usual. I think they're really strong.)

After everything that happened, I had hoped they would take a break from school to heal from the emotional trauma. But they came to school just as usual, and that made me think their spirits were truly strong.

(But now, this no longer has anything to do with me.)

Although I didn't intend to play the role of a righteous hero, I didn't think I was owed any favors, nor was I expecting anything in return.

I simply helped them, and for me, that was enough.

Even after all that happened, the time at school passed just as usual, and before I knew it, it was lunch break.

"Let's go eat!"

"Okay."

"Got it."

Some students opened their bento boxes to have lunch, while we made our way to the school cafeteria.

As for why I didn't bring a bento? That's because my father passed away when I was young, and when I was in middle school, my mother also died from illness. I've been eating in the school cafeteria ever since.

"What should we have?"

"Hayato, what are you getting?"

"Probably the ginger pork set meal."

After we ordered, we waited for a bit, then set our meals in front of us and put our hands together in prayer.

"I'm going to dig in."

Just as I was about to enjoy my main dish of ginger pork, the cafeteria suddenly became noisy.

"It seems like the princesses are here?"

"They're still as popular as ever."

I listened to the conversation between my friends and turned my gaze toward the entrance of the cafeteria. What caught my eye immediately were the Shinjo sisters, accompanied by two friends.

They were exceptionally beautiful, with stunning figures, and just that alone drew the attention of many boys.

Speaking of which, it was rare to see them eating in the cafeteria; it was probably because of the unexpected incident yesterday that they didn't have time to prepare a bento.

"For people like us, they're like unattainable flowers on a high peak."

"Yeah, just looking at them from afar is enough."

Wait, but in the end, aren't you still looking? I thought to myself with a wry smile.

But just as my friends said, I truly thought the two of them were beautiful.

(Even without staring, I can feel the aura they give off. It's no wonder they're so popular.)

First, there's the older sister, Arisa. She wore her jet-black long hair braided to the side, and her blue eyes, cold and sharp, gave off the impression of a cool beauty. I heard that she rarely laughs loudly, so it seemed lucky to witness such a side of her.

Then there's the younger sister, Aina. Unlike her sister, she had a very cheerful personality and an eye-catching appearance, a bit like a "gyaru" (a fashionable and outgoing girl). She had bright brown bobbed hair, always sporting a lively expression and a smile, with striking red eyes that stood in stark contrast to her sister's blue ones.

(...Are they really both high school students? No matter how many times I look, their levels feel completely different.)

And the most extreme feature they both shared was their almost violent, perfect figures.

"Ugh..."

No, no, I can't go there. If I think like that, I'll start remembering what happened yesterday.

At the time, I was giving everything I had to save the Shinjo family, and even though I kept my focus on the burglar, I still saw them in their underwear... So, both Arisa-san and Aina-san, along with their mother's full figure, are deeply imprinted in my mind.

"Let's eat here."

"Okay."

Just as I was thinking about things I'd never be able to say out loud, the group sat down near us.

Sota and Kaito quietly shifted their trays, pulling a bit of distance between us. Even though they had just been talking about them earlier, these two really must find them incredibly dazzling.

"...Huh?"

Although I wasn't staring, I accidentally made eye contact with Aina-san.

It might be a bit of an exaggeration to say her eyes were like blood, but being looked at by those deep crimson eyes really stirred something in me.

"Aina?"

"No, it's nothing."

However, Aina-san quickly shifted her gaze away, and I couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.

At the same time, I realized that she clearly wasn't interested in someone like me. Although I had already known that, it still felt a bit regretful.

Since the most famous beautiful sisters at school were sitting nearby, Sota and Kaito completely shut their mouths, so I could clearly hear their conversation.

"But is it really okay? At least today, you should rest a bit more, right?"

"Really, there's no need to worry. I'm actually doing better than I expected… all thanks to the person who saved us."

"If only he'd at least told us his name… Ah, he's really amazing."

I accidentally made a loud sound in response to hearing this, but luckily, only my two friends beside me noticed.

"...Phew."

In that moment, I breathed out as if relieved.

For them, if I had been even a bit later, the situation might have turned into an irreversible outcome. It could have left scars in their hearts that would never fade. However, since they could smile and talk about it like that, it seemed like there was no need to worry anymore.

After that, we silently finished our lunch and got up to leave our seats.

"Thanks for the meal!"

"Thank you!"

"...I feel like I didn't eat enough."

How nervous are you? I thought to myself with a wry smile.

"By the way, let's change the topic. Hayato, what costume props did you buy for Halloween?"

"I bought a lightsaber and a pumpkin head mask."

"...How uncreative."

"Stop nagging."

I wasn't as serious about things like Sota was, so what's the big deal?

Besides, I didn't want to spend money on such things… Even though my grandfather gave me some allowance I could freely use, I didn't want to live too extravagantly.

Since lunch was over, we were about to head back to class, but I suddenly felt like going to the bathroom, so I told them to go ahead without me.

"Phew~"

I let out a sigh of relief as I finished using the bathroom, washed my hands, and walked into the hallway. That's when an unexpected person came into my view.

"...Huh?"

"Hehehe~♪ Hehehe~♪"

Aina-san was standing there, humming a tune with a happy expression on her face, looking out the window.

I wondered what she was doing in front of the bathroom, but since the women's restroom was nearby, it wasn't really that strange.

Perhaps I shouldn't have been staring at her, but she naturally noticed me, and her deep crimson eyes soon reflected my figure.

"Hello. The weather is nice today, isn't it?"

"Huh? Y-yeah… It's really nice weather."

It truly was a beautiful, clear day.

"Well then, I'll be going now ♪"

"Uh… Okay."

She flashed a charming smile and waved at me before returning to the cafeteria.

The smile of such a beautiful girl had such an impact that I stood there, dumbfounded. But then again, what was she doing here?

"When I made eye contact with her in the cafeteria, she seemed completely uninterested in me… Hm~?"

Could it be that she likes me! No, no, no, that can't be, it can't be.

Could it be that she knows I'm the guy wearing the pumpkin head mask?! No, no, no, that can't be possible—I kept shaking my head, thinking to myself.

"But… she really is beautiful. If a girl like that were my girlfriend, I'd probably be happy every day, but… this kind of thing feels really out of my reach."

I mumbled these obvious thoughts to myself as I returned to the classroom where my two friends were waiting.

"I'm back."

"Welcome back."

"You were gone for a while. Was it a big one?"

"No, I just had a little something happen."

By the way, I generally go to the bathroom every morning, so I have a healthy body. I like to think that this healthy habit might even make some adults envious, which makes me a little proud.

"By the way, it was the first time I saw those sisters from that close. Their presence is just… overwhelming!"

"Yeah. No wonder so many people confess to them non-stop."

The two of them immediately started discussing the Shinjo sisters.

I occasionally run into them on the way to school, but it's usually just a passing glance. This was probably the first time I had such a close encounter with them at school.

After all, they're in different classes from us, and even in classes we share, there's rarely any opportunity to get close.

"Hayato, what do you think of girls like them?"

"Me? Well, they're really stunningly beautiful. If I could be in a relationship with a girl like that, I'd probably be happy every day."

"A girlfriend, huh? That'd be nice. But it feels like something that could only happen in a dream."

"Don't be so pessimistic. We just have to try hard, and we can do it… though I think dating those two is probably impossible."

Kaito and I couldn't help but agree with him, shaking our shoulders and laughing.

"How should I put this? They're not just beautiful, they also have this… indescribable charm that draws you in."

"Ah~ I get what you mean!"

Exactly, they're not just beautiful on the outside; they also radiate a kind of charm that's hard to put into words.

After all, they're both good-looking and seem to have great personalities. I think this is what attracts so many people to them.

(…But as for the older sister, I've heard rumors that she doesn't like boys. I wonder how true that is?)

Although it's just gossip from our classmates, I've heard that Arisa-san is not good at dealing with boys. I'm not sure if those rumors are true, but if you're often confessed to, it's understandable to have such thoughts. And considering yesterday's events, it's no surprise if this rumor turns out to be more than just vague gossip.

"Hey~ sit down~ class is starting~!"

Alright, time for the afternoon lessons, which always make me feel a little drowsy.

▼▽

I understand that studying is important for the future and for paving the way to open up opportunities, but let me say this—I'm really so sleepy.

"Yawn..."

I stretched my arms up to the ceiling and let out a big yawn.

The last class was over, and I just had to head home, but my friends invited me to go sing karaoke.

"Sorry, I think I'll pass today. After what happened yesterday."

"I get it. We'll invite you next time!"

"Take it easy! Let us know if there's anything you want to talk about!"

"Got it. Thanks."

I knew they were inviting me out to cheer me up and help me forget about the incident that happened near my home yesterday. I really appreciated their thoughtfulness.

Although I declined this time, there's still the weekend and Halloween to look forward to. We're planning to gather at Hayato's house, so I was planning to enjoy myself there.

I watched my two friends leave the classroom and, thinking I should head home too, walked out of the classroom.

"The weather's getting a bit colder. I'll swing by the convenience store and get something warm... huh?"

As I muttered to myself and walked down the hallway, I saw Arisa-san walking with a boy.

They were probably heading to the rooftop. Two people, after school, the rooftop—those three clues pointed to no other possibility.

"Is he going to confess? After what happened yesterday, he should just leave her alone."

Even though I didn't know the details, the boy must have heard rumors and got the gist of what happened, so I thought he should at least let Arisa-san have some peace today.

The boy taking Arisa-san was a good-looking guy from the soccer club. I remembered he was probably in the same class as the Shinjo sisters. If it weren't for the incident, I'd probably be encouraging him to confess. But now, I couldn't help but feel a little concerned for Arisa-san.

"Geez... but maybe this is fate."

I quietly followed behind them and, as expected, they were heading to the rooftop.

I was just here to eavesdrop out of curiosity, but I still peeked through the crack of the door to see how things would unfold.

I was grateful for the old, loose door that didn't close properly, allowing me to listen in.

"Arisa-san, would you go out with me?"

See, just as I thought, he's confessing.

Although I'm in a different class from that guy and we don't have any interaction, I know he's quite popular.

It seems that many girls in our class have said that he's a nice guy. Yet, even though he's such a popular and handsome guy, when he confessed to Arisa-san, her response was still simple and firm.

"I'm sorry. I already have someone I like, so I can't go out with you."

"Huh...?"

"Wow."

Unlike the speechless guy, I couldn't help but exclaim in excitement.

Arisa-san has always rejected everyone's confessions, so even though he's such a handsome guy, I had already expected her to refuse… but I didn't expect her to be so decisive about it.

"Who is it? The person who said Arisa-san doesn't like guys... they should stop spreading rumors."

It seems like there's no one who's caught her heart after all. As expected, seeing it with your own eyes is always better than hearing a hundred rumors. This is what they mean by "seeing is believing."

"But it's also possible that she came up with that excuse just to turn him down..."

"No, it's actually true."

Really? That's some serious insider information I just overheard.

"...Hmm?"

Wait, who am I talking to right now?

I struggled to keep my reaction neutral and turned my head, like a creaky tin puppet on the verge of breaking, only to find that it was none other than Aina standing right in front of me.

"Wh—"

"Shh. Be quiet or they'll hear us."

She pressed her index finger to my lips, signaling me to keep quiet.

"Mmm..."

"That's it, good boy. Don't speak too loudly, okay?"

"...Alright."

"Hmm. So why am I here? Well, as her sister, of course, I have to keep an eye on her. Even if the outcome was predictable."

"So, does that mean the guy has no chance?"

"Yes~"

I really feel bad for that guy.

"So, what are you doing here?"

"...Ah~"

I had thought she would say that voyeurism is the most despicable behavior, but classmate Aina-san still smiled brightly.

Although I couldn't tell what she was thinking behind that radiant smile, I decided to be honest with her.

"You two experienced something quite serious yesterday, right? Yet that guy suddenly confessed to her today. Should I say he's not very good at reading the atmosphere? It seems like he hasn't even considered Shinjo's situation."

"I see. You're a very kind person."

"That's not really kindness, it's just a normal feeling."

"Mm, maybe so. But I think you're kind. It's better to think this way than to be suspicious for no reason, right~?"

"Well, that's true."

The conversation was going more smoothly than I had expected, which was great.

As I was talking with Aina-san like this, it seemed that the discussion on the other side was also about to wrap up.

"I heard about what happened yesterday from someone else, and I've been so restless! To prevent something like that from happening again, I want to protect you!"

Oh~ Not only is this guy good-looking, but his personality isn't bad either?

However, even though I think his feelings are admirable, it might be better to confess when the other person is in a calmer state of mind.

"Hey, sorry. Let me lean on you for a second."

"Mm!"

With that sound, I suddenly felt a soft sensation pressed against my back.

It seemed that Aina-san had hugged me from behind as I was peeking at the rooftop, pressing her ample body against me without any hesitation.

Ignoring my inner turmoil, Aina-san spoke:

"No matter what you say, she won't agree. It's almost laughable to point out that he has no chance."

"…Uh, Shinjo-san?"

"Are you that concerned about my brests touching you?"

This girl is way too direct!

Through my open-knit sweater, I could feel something soft and full, changing shape freely with Aina-san's movements.

Even though her hands didn't touch me, that soft sensation was shockingly clear, directly transmitted to my brain.

"If you could move away, I'd really appreciate it…"

"If I move, I won't be able to see."

Can't you just stand in front of me…?

"Hehe, that's enough for now."

Aina-san said that and stepped away from me… Was she teasing me?

That being said, this time has definitely been fulfilling. Even if she was teasing me, it was worth it.

"…Phew."

"Hahaha, sorry, sorry. By the way—uh, you called me Shinjo just now, right?"

"Yeah."

"My sister and I share the same last name, so it can be confusing, right? Could you call me by my first name instead? In return, let me call you by your first name too?"

It's fine, but it makes me feel a bit nervous... Still, I nodded in agreement.

“Okay. Aina-san... is that okay?"

"Can I call you by your first name?"

"No, no, please don't."

"It's fine for now. I'll think about it later, okay?"

Calling her by her first name felt like jumping straight into the level of friendship... But this conversation with Aina-san was purely coincidental, and it's unlikely I'll have another chance like this. I probably won't talk to her again.

"Well, me too. Nice to meet you, Hayato-kun."

"Nice to meet you... so you knew me."

"Although today is the first time we've chatted like this, we occasionally run into each other in the mornings, right? So it makes sense."

"…Is that so?"

If that's the case… then it makes sense that she would recognize me. I decided not to dwell on these complicated thoughts.

Perhaps because I was so focused on talking to Aina-san, I unconsciously overlooked Arisa-san on the other side.

It seemed that the conversation had ended, and the boy rushed toward us.

"Not good…"

"Come over here."

I thought I needed to hide quickly, and then Aina-san forcefully pulled me toward her.

When the door opened, we happened to be in the blind spot, so the boy didn't see us... Instead, an unbelievably sweet fragrance wafted into my nose, stimulating my senses.

"That's really close."

"Mm…"

Our distance was so close that even if our faces were pressed together, it wouldn't have been strange. Realizing this, I couldn't help but pull away from her.

Aina-san's reaction was as I expected—she was smiling with amusement, clearly enjoying herself.

"Since the foolish confession drama is over, I'll go find my sister now. Well then, Hayato-kun, let's talk again sometime♪"

With that, Aina-san headed toward Arisa-san.

I stood there for a moment, dazed, before quickly snapping out of it and stepping forward on my way home.

On the way back, I kept thinking about the interaction with Aina-san. Her scent was pleasant, and she was soft... just the kind of things a teenage boy might think about.

A few days had passed since Aina-san and I started calling each other by our first names.

Though we exchanged glances a few times since then, there was always Arisa-san or other friends around her, and she never approached me on her own, nor did I approach her either.

"…Yeah, this situation is probably normal."

I muttered to myself, carrying a slightly heavy cardboard box to the file room.

It was lunch break, and as I walked down the hallway after returning from the restroom, the teacher called out to me, asking me to drop off the box in the file room.

"Sure. You owe me one."

"I got it. I'll treat you to juice next time."

Though I hadn't planned on having the teacher treat me, I nodded anyway.

"Uh... Is it okay to leave it here?"

Once in the file room, a place that was rarely visited except for cleaning, the supplies were scattered all over the place.

I casually set the box down on the floor, feeling a sense of accomplishment, and let out a sigh. Just then, the door made a creaking sound as it closed.

"Uh!"

Although there were cabinets and other things blocking the door, I knew someone had closed it.

For a moment, I thought I might have been locked in and almost panicked, but even if the door was locked from the outside, I could open it from the inside, so it wasn't a problem.

"It feels kind of eerie in here since the lights aren't on..."

I murmured to myself and immediately turned toward the door.

"Seriously, who closed the door—"

"It was meeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"

"Uwaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh!"

Suddenly, someone shouted loudly, causing me to jump in fright.

At first, I was scared, thinking it might be a ghost or something, but then I realized the voice sounded oddly familiar.

I turned to check the situation behind me and saw, standing there with a big smile on her face, Aina-san, who I didn't know when had appeared.

"Hehe, my prank was a success♪"

"…Please spare me. I thought my heart was going to jump out of my chest."

One of the most beautiful sisters at our high school—Aina-san had made her appearance. Rather than my heart racing, I just wished she wouldn't tease me like that.

"Hahaha, sorry, sorry. I saw you carrying the box in the hallway, and I got curious, so I followed you here."

"You didn't have to follow me all the way here. You could have just called me."

"That's true, but we haven't really interacted much before, right? So I wondered if suddenly being too familiar and talking to you would make you uncomfortable."

Oh, I see.

Aina-san was quite the influential figure at school. If people saw me, someone who she usually didn't talk to much, spending time with her, it might stir up some strange rumors. She must have been thinking about that when she followed me.

"Actually, I've really wanted to talk to you, Hayato-kun. But even if we catch each other's gaze from afar, it's hard to actually talk. The most I could do is just wink at you, right?"

As she said that, Aina-san closed the distance between us.

This was only the second time we'd had a long conversation, and yet she was already being so familiar. I couldn't help but wonder if there was something more behind this.

"It's still lunch break. How about we chat for a bit?"

"…Alright."

It was hard to refuse a beautiful girl's suggestion… I still had a lot to learn.

We casually grabbed two chairs, sat down, and faced each other, but the conversation wasn't anything special.

"Have you made plans for Halloween yet, Hayato-kun?"

"Oh, I'm going to my friend's house for a get-together, and there's going to be a cosplay ball."

"Cosplay sounds fun! I've never tried anything like that, I kind of envy it."

"Really?"

"Mm. By the way, if I were to cosplay, what do you think would suit me?"

"Huh? Well…"

When she said that, an image of a sexy witch in a costume flashed through my mind... but if I said that out loud, she'd probably dislike it, so I left out the "sexy" part and just said she'd suit being a witch.

"A witch? A witch who uses evil magic… sounds good!"

It seemed like she was okay with that answer, and I let out a relieved sigh.

"What about you, Hayato-kun? What will you cosplay as?"

"…Please don't ask."

"Huh? I want to know~!"

This person always reacts like a child... This is a new discovery.

Since she kept pressing me about what I would cosplay as, I reluctantly told her I would dress up as a character from a certain manga.

(After all, I can't really mention things like a pumpkin head or a lightsaber…)

It's not that I was worried about being caught, but rather I wanted to avoid triggering any painful memories for her as much as possible.

"So, is there anything you want?"

"Well, the only thing would be a game that's coming out soon."

"I see. By the way, I have something I want too."

"Would you tell me?"

"Of course♪"

With a smile, Aina-san told me what she wanted.

"Actually… well, even though I promised to tell you, I'm going to be a bit vague about it. Sorry! It's not exactly a thing, but it's something that my sister wants too."

"I see."

"Yeah. After all, there's only one of it in the world. And I like my sister the most, so I want to share it with her♪"

"Something that's the only one in the world, huh…"

I was really curious about what that thing could be, but I didn't plan on asking further.

Aina-san flashed an even brighter smile and continued.

"Right now, I'm the only one who knows about it. My sister hasn't noticed yet. But I think she'll find out soon, so I'm planning to enjoy it for a bit before she does."

"Oh… By the way, hearing you say that, I can tell you two really get along well."

"Of course! My sister is always with me, and she's there for me no matter when."

From Aina-san's words, I could sense her deep trust and affection for Arisa-san.

Maybe because she was thinking about Arisa-san while speaking, her expression was incredibly gentle… and she looked really happy.

"Aina-san… you really like your sister, don't you?"

Just as I was about to express how much she cared for Arisa-san, something suddenly dropped in front of me. It was a spider hanging down from the ceiling.

"Ugh!"

The sudden appearance of the spider made me involuntarily make a sound and step back in a hurry. But unlike me, Aina-san didn't panic at all. Instead, she moved closer to the spider and slowly extended her finger toward it.

"Would you dare touch it?"

"Mm. Actually, I really like spiders."

"Really? That's pretty rare for a girl…"

"Is that so? Does that mean you don't like them, Hayato-kun?"

"Not so much that I dislike them, I just don't really know how to deal with them."

I'm generally not very good at dealing with multi-legged creatures, so I'm not really brave enough to touch spiders.

If it's the small kind that Aina-san is handling right now, I'd have no problem at all, but if I were to encounter one of those larger spiders that sometimes appear, I might end up screaming.

"I think spiders are actually pretty smart. They use their webs to create their own territory. Once a prey enters, they don't let it go. They wait until the prey is weakened, then devour it."

Aina-san gently set the spider down from her finger, then looked at me.

"Using sweet temptation to lure the things they want, releasing silk to create a trapping net… Hmm, doesn't that sound cool?"

"Is that so?"

"Ugh, maybe it's just me who thinks that…"

Rather than sounding cool, doesn't it seem a bit scary?

Aina-san crossed her arms under her chest and seemed surprised that I couldn't really get into the spider topic. She muttered to herself in disappointment, making small "mm-mm" sounds.

"Ah, then! Let's talk about love!"

Thinking this was a great idea, Aina-san's face lit up with a big smile, but I didn't have much to offer when it came to romance—just a rather sad past.

"I've never been in a relationship with anyone before… Oh wait, saying that makes it sound boring!"

"You're criticizing yourself?"

"What about you, Hayato-kun?"

"Well…"

Actually, in middle school, I briefly dated a girl for just a few days.

But in the end, we started having more and more misunderstandings, and we broke up quickly.

"…Have you ever dated anyone?"

"Yeah… but it ended pretty quickly."

If we had attended the same high school, it would have been really awkward, but luckily, we went to different high schools… We probably won't meet again.

"Oh~"

Aina-san stopped smiling and stared at me. At that moment, I noticed a book on the shelf behind her was about to fall.

Just as I thought, "There's no way it'll fall now," there was a heavy sound, and a thick dictionary dropped to the floor.

"Watch out!"

"Huh?"

I placed my hand on Aina-san's shoulder and pulled her toward me in the nick of time.

Aina-san let out a surprised cry, and then, seeing the dictionary fall heavily to the floor, she immediately understood what had happened.

As I saw Aina-san look back and forth between my face, which was now only inches away from hers, and the dictionary on the floor, I felt relieved that she seemed unharmed.

Compared to the knife in the hands of the robber, the dictionary's potential for harm was rather weak. However, if it had fallen on her head or struck her in the wrong spot, it could have still been dangerous.

"Thank goodness."

I naturally spoke, feeling a sense of relief.

The next moment, Aina-san's body suddenly began to tremble.

"...I was right after all... it was this hand... Haha! Hahahahahahaha!"

Aina-san suddenly burst out laughing, and I instinctively took a step back.

Anyone would be surprised if a girl suddenly started laughing like that next to them.

"Sorry! It's just that you were so cool saving me, Hayato-kun, I couldn't help but laugh out of happiness."

Being called "cool" by someone who suddenly laughs out loud isn't exactly something to be thrilled about... Besides, we've been talking for quite a while, and lunch break is almost over!

"Aina-san! Lunch break is almost over! We need to hurry back!"

"Huh? Oh wow, you're right! Let's go, Hayato-kun!"

Even though our conversation was more engaging than I'd expected, that was because chatting with Aina-san was genuinely enjoyable.

Since lunch break was nearly over and there were barely any students around, even though Aina-san and I hurried down the hall, we didn't attract any special attention.

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"Sis, can I come in?"

"Aina? Sure."

In the dimly lit night, I walked into my sister's room.

She was sitting in a chair, resting her chin in her hand, staring blankly at her notebook.

"I heard it's not good to rest your face on your hand too often. Not only does it put a strain on your jaw, but it could also lead to issues with your temporomandibular joint later."

"...You're right. But... sigh."

After hearing my words, my sister adjusted her posture but then sighed again.

I approached her from behind and gently hugged her, and she placed her hand on top of mine.

"You always sigh like this, but you're not going to see him, you know?"

"I know. But ever since that day, I just can't stop thinking... I want to see that person, the one who saved us."

I nodded to show that I understood what she meant.

A few days ago, our house was broken into by thieves, and we found ourselves in an incredibly rare and dangerous situation. We were even in a position where it wouldn't have been surprising if we had been assaulted in the next moment.

In that moment of desperation, that person—the man wearing a pumpkin mask—appeared and completely captured our hearts.

"It may sound like love at first sight, but considering how he saved us in such a desperate situation, it's not surprising to feel that way."

"Yeah... So I want to see him. I want to thank him in person... after meeting him, I want to return the favor. I want to give him everything—my body, my mind, my soul... I want to give him all of me..."

My sister was completely lost in her own world.

As if imagining that person who wasn't in front of her, she spoke to the empty space:

"I... want to be his slave. Not just my body, but my heart and soul too... I want to give you everything. Sigh, where are you, the one whose name I don't even know?"

My sister reached out toward the empty space, and when I grasped her hand, she suddenly snapped back to reality and looked at me.

"...This is bad, isn't it? I've been thinking about him even though you're right here, Aina..."

"It's fine. I'm just as bad, really."

That's right, actually, my sister and I were in the same boat.

That incident didn't just plant a deep fear and regret in our hearts, but also a longing for the person who helped us.

"I wonder what the boys in our class would say if they saw you making that face, sis?"

"Don't mention those lowly guys. Just thinking about that confession makes me want to puke."

"Oops, sorry, sorry."

The day before yesterday, a boy from our class called my sister outside and confessed his feelings to her.

Of course, that confession meant nothing, but my sister ended up using every insult she could think of on him in return.

"You really have it tough, sis."

"You can't say anything. Don't you get confessions all the time too?"

"Yeah, it's such a hassle."

I knew I had unconsciously lowered my voice due to the disgust I felt.

"Aina, it seems like you can't even let a boy touch you, right? In that regard, you're even worse than me."

"I can't help it. I really don't want to be touched."

That's right, I hated boys so much that I didn't want them touching me—unless it was an accidental bump, there was absolutely no way I'd let a boy touch me.

"...Hmm."

"Aina?"

Although I always thought I wouldn't let anyone touch me, I suddenly recalled what happened during lunch break today.

My face suddenly became hot, and I felt so embarrassed that I quickly turned away from my sister and headed for the door.

"Are you heading back?"

"Yeah."

"I see... Ah, by the way, Aina, I'm not going to force you, but at least try to remember the names of the boys in our class. It'd be awkward if you were suddenly asked."

"Ah, yeah... I'll try my best."

I didn't really remember the names of the boys in our class because there was no need to.

Forget about their surnames—I never felt the need to remember their names.

"Well then, sis, good night."

"Good night, Aina."

After exchanging those greetings, I returned to my room.

"...Phew."

The heat in my face hadn't dissipated, and I knew my face must have been bright red by now.

And it was only natural, because I realized... I realized it was because of Hayato-kun that I felt this way.

"Ahhh♡"

Not only my cheeks but my whole body felt warm.

As if trying to release the heat building up inside, I gently touched my body with my hands, while thinking about everything, including Hayato-kun, from the past.

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For Arisa, men are inferior, barbaric and vulgar... and her sister Aina has the same view.

 Of course, they didn't think so at first, but their life made them have such cognition.

"Come here, Aina, have a little chat with the teacher."

Since their ignorant childhood, the two sisters have exuded a unique charm. Even when they were still elementary school students, their childish sexy charm even made the class teacher crazy, although childishness and sexiness contradict each other... It is precisely because of this that they are different in a sense.

Although they felt very uncomfortable when being touched by the class teacher, they didn't understand what it meant. Aina, who felt disgusted, couldn't help but flee the scene, but after that, the class teacher still called her out tirelessly.

 Of course, this is an obvious criminal act. Aina, who was suspicious of this matter, consulted her mother and successfully exposed the matter.  Because of this experience, Aina subconsciously developed a dislike for being stared at by the opposite sex, and as she grew older, she began to understand how unpleasant the treatment she received at that time was.

"…Disgusting…Disgusting!"

 Disgusting──this only emotion dominated Aina's heart.

The same was true for her elder sister, Arisa. The two of them were often stared at with lustful eyes by men, whether they were classmates or adults. The surrounding environment made it impossible for them to open their hearts to other men except their father who died young.

"Nice to meet you, Shinjo-san. My name is ○○."

Aina never shook the hand extended after introducing herself. Even if the other party gave their name, she always couldn't remember it for some reason. This was because Aina thought that she didn't need it and was not interested in it, and she planned to alienate the existence called men.

"I like you, Shinjo-san!"

"I'm sorry? I'm not interested in love at all."

Aina inherited her mother's outstanding beauty, and whether she wanted to or not, she and her sister became popular with boys.  It was natural to feel annoyed by the countless confessions, but she knew that her outstanding appearance and beautiful figure were good enough to arouse men's desire.

However, this face and this body were born from her mother, and her father had praised her for being cute. Because she was proud of all this, she never thought of complaining about why she was born with such a body.

As she grew up, Aina became more beautiful with her sister. One day she heard such a conversation──

"The Shinjo sisters are really beautiful."

"Yeah. I really want to have sex with that kind of person!"

"Not only are their breasts big, but they seem to feel amazing. I wonder what cup size they are?"

This conversation was disgusting.

These boys were classmates, and although Aina knew their last names, she didn't know their first names. She left the scene quietly.

"...Men are really trash. Everyone is only interested in my body.”

It's not that Aina doesn't long for the kind of romance depicted in shojo manga, but in reality, the boys only ever talk about her appearance. Sex is an act of love, and having children is a further extension of that... However, whenever Aina thinks about this, she feels utterly disgusted.

As a result, her aversion to men grew day by day. Just as she was living through such days, that incident occurred. A male intruder, a robber, took her beloved mother hostage and ordered Arisa and Aina to strip.

"Why are we going through this... Why...!"

In the end, she could only wonder why they were so unfortunate.

Since entering high school, Aina and her family had not struggled financially. Her mother's business, which focused on expanding an underwear brand, had rapidly grown. Both her mother and older sister poured immense love into Aina Despite living in relative comfort ever since her father passed away, the gears of their life had clearly gone crooked after that.

"Hey, brats, if you don't want to see your mother die in front of you, hurry up and take off your clothes!"

"...Ugh!"

Was her cherished purity really going to be lost in a place like this? Though Aina's heart was filled with despair, she figured it might be worth it if it meant saving her sister and mother. Just as she was about to give up everything, he—her savior in a pumpkin mask—appeared.

His sudden appearance caused the man to lose his ability to move, saving Aina and the others.

"It's okay now."

Those words should have been the greatest form of salvation for them.

Through the holes in the mask, Aina could see his true face. The gaze from his eyes, observing everything around him, was filled with an unparalleled kindness. As she heard those words, a light seemed to shine within her, and she immediately heard her heart pounding loudly.

While her sister and mother felt at ease from his words, they also sought emotional support. In that moment, Aina and the others had completely given their hearts to him.

"Where... could he be?"

He left without leaving his name, but their reunion came much sooner than they expected.

While Aina and her sister were with their friends in the school cafeteria, she locked eyes with a boy who had been staring at her.

"...Ugh!"

The boy's gaze, which she met for a moment, was identical to the one she had seen from behind the pumpkin mask. Although she immediately averted her gaze in surprise, Aina's heart pounded like a drum, and her cheeks suddenly became flushed.

The boy who locked eyes with Aina was named Hayato Domoto. He lived nearby, and their relationship was nothing more than an acquaintance who would exchange greetings when they met.

"...Haha♪"

Although it was not yet certain, Aina's heart cried out, He is the one with the pumpkin mask! After telling her sister, she chased after his retreating figure. After they left their seats, they were discussing Halloween.

She overheard Hayato talking about buying a pumpkin mask and a lightsaber toy, and in that moment, her doubt quickly turned into certainty. The deciding moment came after school when Aina went to meet her sister, who had just been confessed to, and saw Hayato again and spoke to him.

It was the first time Aina found enjoyment in talking with a boy, and she even thought to herself how wonderful it would be if such a time could last forever. The height difference when they were face to face, the tone of his voice, and the light she saw in his eyes confirmed it—Aina was now certain that Hayato was the one from that night.

From that point onward, Aina's mind was consumed only by him.

Hayato was no longer part of the category of men she had always despised. In the moment he entered her heart, she naturally began to fantasize about that kind of thing.

She recalled the conversation of the boys who had wanted to be with her and imagined how it would feel if the disgusting, nauseating act was with Hayato instead.

"...Hah... Hayato-kun... Hayato-kun..."

Aina imagined him caressing her body, lovingly touching every part of her. Just the thought of it made her body tremble with excitement, sending a rush of stimulation that almost made her brain go numb. It was the moment when her dormant feminine instincts began to awaken.

The extension of sex was having children. To carry his child within her body... the thought was so sweet. The behavior she had once found repulsive now seemed completely different, simply because it was with him.

"I really want it... I really want Hayato-kun..."

There was no turning back now.

Aina realized this. But the smile born from her lust proved that, even so, she didn't mind.

Her sister didn't know about Hayato yet, so Aina began to entertain mischievous thoughts, planning to keep him to herself before her sister could. Aina understood that her body was very attractive, and she noticed Hayato's gaze often unintentionally falling on her chest and thighs.

"I want to be pregnant... I want to have his child..."

To love him and bear his child... Aina's intense desire nearly overflowed.

Suddenly, in her imagination, Hayato spoke to her:

"Aina, have my child."

"...Mmm~~~!"

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"...Aaaaaaahhhh♪"

I let out a high-pitched cry.

As I was thinking about myself, halfway through I started thinking only of Hayato-kun, and my feelings for him overflowed and my body was brought to a climax.

"Fu...fuu...fuu♪"

Though I was out of breath, my body and mind were extremely satisfied, and I thought of Hayato-kun as if basking in the afterglow.

"...You're wonderful, Hayato♪ I love you...I love you♪"

I was surprised at how much a person can change just by changing their mindset, as I had changed so much...no, even my sister has.

"I want to have Hayato-kun's child...you want to be subservient to Hayato-kun...maybe we're being a bit too intense."

But it didn't matter, I told myself, as long as I could be by his side.

But there was one thing I didn't like.

 "Hayato-kun said he had a girlfriend in middle school."

When I heard that, a tremendous jealousy welled up inside me.

I was jealous of someone who knew a Hayato-kun I didn't know, who had found a place that we didn't have yet.

"Hehe, but so what? I'll make you forget about that past partner. So prepare yourself, Hayato-kun... I'll do anything for you."

I wonder what kind of face I'm making right now, and although it may sound like I'm saying it myself, I might be showing a face that I can't show to others.

"Hehe... Ahahahaha!"

When I think of Hayato-kun, I can't contain my feelings. I had finally let them out, but I have to do it again, so I run my hands over my body again.

"Hayato-kun, when will I see you next?"

Muttering this, I sank back into my own world.

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