Having that commitment sure is convenient, good thing she said that yesterday.
She was the one who said that, so not my fault.
By the way, making a beauty like her blush is a guilty pleasure.
âPervert.â
âHey, donât be rude to the Angel.â
âPerverted Angel!â
âYouâre saying Hentai Shinshi?â
[TN: HENTAI SHINSHI CLUB, a Japanese trio formed in 2017.]
[TN: The pun was about the similarity between Tenshi (angel) and Shinshi]
ââŠWhat is that even?â
âAh, nothing.â I looked away
So that doesnât get through, huh? Well, okay, noted.
She put her hand on her chest and let out a long breath of resignation. Then she brought my right hand to her face timidly.
I too leaned forward and braced for my power to activate.
My hand slowly touches her face.
Itâs a bliss to be able to touch a beautiful girlâs soft skin, but for me, my hand felt nothing while my power worked. I only felt a soft sensation the first millisecond, with the rest blank. Yeah, my disappointment is immeasurable. Once again, for the record, I am not a pervert.
But the lips of her pouting profile were damn sexy.
âWell?â
âAh, yup⊠Nothing out of the ordinary, I can see them just fine.â
âI see.â
Why do we look like a couple who just started datingâŠ
For a moment, I almost forgot the faces. Shoot, what are you doin, Io!
âT-then whatâs next?â
âWell, just wait,â I said while taking out a notebook and a pencil case from my bag. âIâll note those who I know, and Iâm going to draw a portrait for the rest. Then you tell me their names,â I explained.
âYou can draw?â
âOf course?â
Although I said that, I donât think being able to draw was something that normal. All is the result of practice.
To make the most use of this power, being able to draw is crucial. I could only see their faces for a second, and itâs not like I can take pictures. Itâs better to fill in as much information while I still remember them.
I quickly jotted down sixteen whose names I knew, and got on drawing portraits for the rest.
âAh, no good, I forgot.â
I knew it, I canât finish in one go.
Well, I can just take another look. Target knowing about my power sure has its perks. Usually it was one chance.
I offered my hand again.
But Yuzuki didnât grab my hand. Instead, she just rolls her eyes and looks at me blankly.
âHey!â
âEh? What?â
âWhat? Thereâs a lot left, one more time.â
âEhh?!â
Yuzuki pulled back in an exaggerated manner, shaking the table with a clatter.
What a lively fellow.
âDonât tell me you expected me to finish it in one goâŠâ
âOf course! Why againâŠâ
âToo many faces. To be precise twenty-three people. Most are boys from school, but I want to confirm, there might be some from other places.â
She looked away.
ââAnythingââ
The code phrase made her shoulders slump as if she had given up. Her grudging glare was a perfect balance of cute and mature. Youâre making me giddy, you know.
And youâre not the only one embarrassed. UghâŠ
From then, I repeated the process.
But Yuzuki insisted on being uncooperative, so I had to touch her cheek myself. Time-efficient.
âJust so you know, Iâm not enjoying this.â I mean, I need to clarify.
âI already know!â
âThen please stop glaring.â
âStill!â
But honestly, her cheeks are pleasant to the touch. Hella smooth. Sometimes I even got to feel her smooth silky hair.
But it was a separate matter. This is a necessity. Really, Iâm speaking the truth, you know.
It took us an hour to identify all of them at last. By then, we were both exhausted and decided to call it a day.
The cafe was located near the second station from Kuze high, along the Keihan Ishiyama Sakamoto Line. This station is also near the JR Zeze Station. Yuzuki seems to use that one.
Heading to the station lies the Tokimeki hill, a narrow, bustling inclined street with stores flanking both sides.
âAh, I forgot to mention.â I broke the silence.
Yuzuki, who had been looking around with interest, suddenly turned to me.
âThereâs a possibility that my cousin from the store or the Angelâs associates might know your situation. Do you still wish to proceed?â
âUmmâŠâ
Her expression became strained. I could read anxiety, fear, and a hint of curiosity from her
âAll of them are tight-lipped. They wonât just let out other peopleâs info just for the fun of it. Of course Iâll lift your name out. Is that okay?â I added.
ââŠGot it. If you deem it necessary then do it⊠If you trust them then itâs fine.â
âOkay. Thank you.â I nodded.
If I donât get their consent from the start, it could jeopardize my credibility later. Just the same as in normal Angelâs work.
Ahead of us, a truck came slowly. I pulled Yuzuki to the side and shielded her.
Tokimeki hill could be a bit dangerous if youâre not used to it.
âT-thanks.â
âUm.â
Her meek reaction is so cute, this girl⊠She usually looks calm and collected, what a splendid gap. If she showed this side of hers, her popularity would be unprecedented.
âBy the way, why did you turn down Matsumoto?â I suddenly remembered.
Matsumoto had confessed to Yuzuki sometime ago, but was turned down. However, he showed up in one of the faces I saw.
âI mean, didnât you two have feelings for each other? Besides, you turned down every confession. Pardon my way of putting it, but have you ever tried dating them?â
She went silent for a while.
Then, self-deprecatingly, she forced herself, âOf course I tried,â her voice quivered, âMaybe I could finally be faithful if I dated someone, I wished. Back in middle school. ButâŠâ she grimaced. âBut it didnât get better. No matter who I date, I keep falling in love with other people⊠and it keeps growingâŠâ
âI seeâŠâ
âIsnât that rude? Iâm the worst. Maybe I can hide that fact and continue dating, but I just canât forgive myself. Five times I tried, none worked out. I wonât date anyone until I am cured. Iâve made up my mind.â
âAnd those five?â
âI apologized then properly. I broke up soon after dating, Iâm sure they were troubled. Of course. They werenât wrong in the slightest, but I took advantage of them just because of my situationâŠâ
âIâm really the worst,â she finished.
Her hand that gripped the hem of her skirt shook.
So turning down their confessions is her own style of showing her sincerityâŠ
âIn short, Iâm a selfish JK, the very opposite of being faithful. Arenât you disgusted?⊠What an idiot.â
âI understandâ, the word stopped on the tip of my tongue. But her feelings, I could somewhat understand.
How frustrated she is, I could understand from her disgusted voice and her pained expression. I understand it painfully well.
But she doesnât know.
About me, about herself. And about love.
âAm I supposed to be disgusted? With that?â
âEh?â She looked at me in surprise.
Before I knew it, we reached the railway crossing in front of the station, with the boom gate descending in front of us.
Deafening clanking of machines rang. A train approached us, followed by a clamor. The sound of rushing wind swallowed us whole.
But I could only hear her voice. And surely the same for her.
âLove is not something you can control. Even if you donât want to, you fell in love. Itâs not your fault.â I searched her eyes. âAnd from our interaction until now, Iâm sure youâre a good person. I donât regret accepting your request. I will help you, just hang in there.â
ââŠYeahâ
Her short reply made me uncontrollably embarrassed. I shook my head to cool down.
Ah, thereâs no voice change nor closed camera here⊠I canât just go around saying corny thingsâŠ
The drain in front of us slowly departed. The warning whirring stopped and the boom gate lifted slowly.
âSee you later.â
I walked her to the JR ticket gate and said goodbye. But she stood there, fidgeting.
What?
âUm⊠Akashi-kun.â
âY-yeah?â
âItâs not because of what youâve just said earlierâŠ!â
Her eyes still downward, she continued.
Through the gaps in her beautiful black hair, I could see her cheeks. It was as red as cherry fruit.
âIâŠumâŠâ
ââŠâ
âI think I might⊠I think I like you tooâŠâ
âEh?â
[TN: Actually, it was this illust that made me âAlright, Imma buy this bookâ]
âŠ
âI think I should apologize now⊠Sorry.â
âNoâŠummâŠWell, itâs fineâŠâ
She then turned away. Her hair and her skirt swayed.
I stared absented-mindly even after her back disappeared behind the ticket gate.
ââŠHow troubling.â I muttered.
Still absent-minded, I made my way to a bench and waited for my train.