Osananajimi ga Zettai ni Makenai Love Comedy - Chapter 4 Part 5
ED: Pascal’s Wager
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Aoi woke up when she heard a noise.
When she lifted herself out of bed, she saw Akane standing by the window.
“Aoi, I’m sorry. Did I wake you up?”
“I don’t mind…but is there something wrong?”
Akane shifted the edge of the curtain slightly and looked out through the gap.
It was hard to make out her expression in the moonlight, but she was clearly pale.
Aoi got up from the bed and stood beside Akane.
“What do you see…?”
The music from the PV could be heard faintly through the slightly opened window.
Aoi also stood beside Akane and looked out the window.
From there─she could see Sueharu crying in the shade of a plant. And on the stage just beyond Sueharu’s line of sight, Shirokusa was practicing.
Just by looking at it, Aoi understood everything.
Akane held her chest tightly.
“Somehow, my chest hurts…”
“I don’t know why…This has never happened to me before…When I look at Haru-nii, my chest is tightening…”
─No… Akane-chan, that’s no good…
Aoi covered her mouth with a lid, bottled up the voice of her heart that was about to leak out.
(Don’t notice that feeling…)
Because, there was no future on that road.
It was just hard and painful, and the light would never shine. But if someone smiled at you or complimented you a little, you’d be so happy and excited that you’d get carried away, but in the end you’d be sad.
It’s poison. This feeling must be poison.
I know that better than anyone else.
That’s what I want to say to Akane-chan.
Don’t become like me.
You couldn’t bind your heart. No matter how much you said with your mouth, it was meaningless. Logic was meaningless. Logic does not work on the mind.
So instead, I─
Aoi hugged Akane, ignoring Akane’s confusion.
Tightly, and firmly.
Akane probably didn’t even realize what the hug meant.
But she felt something.
Then Akane hugged her back.
The whisper from inside my heart made my heart ache.
─Really, is there no chance for me, for us…? (ED: Yes you’re minor heroines in a shuraba)
I always had such faint hopes.
There were no absolutes in this world. So there was hope.
These words came to my mind.
That may have been true.
But─ the feelings I have are not as simple as that.
─I love Kuro-neesan.
Yes, I couldn’t ignore Kuro-neesan.
I knew that. My feelings would collide with my beloved Kuro-neesan’s feelings.
No, it’s not just her.
Akane-chan… and maybe even Midori-neesan…
“Aoi, it hurts…”
Aoi came to her senses and pulled herself away from Akane’s body.
She wasn’t sure if she was making a strange expression or not.
Akane repositioned her glasses and broke her usual blank expression, her voice trembling as she asked.
“Aoi, are you okay…?”
“…Yeah, I’m fine.”
Akane looked puzzled, but mumbled a faint, “I hope so…”
I knew. Akane-chan was not very good at reading facial expressions, and her way of thinking was straightforward. So if she lied, she would never be able to get to the right answer.
I was a liar.
I’m sure I was the best liar out of my sisters. I was confident that even my sharp Kuro-neesan couldn’t see through me.
It was a skill that is typical of the cowardly me.
But that’s okay. If the people around me can get along just fine with me lying, then that’s the right answer.
Because I─ I love everyone and everything.
If love is a poison─
For me, lying was a medicine.
But it wasn’t a medicine to cure me completely. It was just a painkiller.
It was a stopgap drug that allowed me to hide the truth for a little while and cover it up…in the name of the well-being of others.
But this medicine─this lie─was painful after use.
Because the more I lied and the more I hid my feelings, the stronger my “this wrong feeling of first love” would become.
Hey, Haru-niisan… please tell me.
What should I do─?