Fireworks shoot up into the sky one after another.
The blue and red lights brightened the dark sky.
âItâs beautiful.â
muttered Arisa.
Yuzuru shifted his gaze from the fireworks to Arisa.
Every time a firework went off, it illuminated her art-like face.
It was very picturesque to see this beautiful girl looking up at the night sky with her eyes squinted and her mouth slightly relaxed, looking dazed but happy.
The garden, fireworks, and Arisa.
If one could capture these three in a photograph, it would be a wonderful work of art.
ââŠâŠ Takasegawa-san? Whatâs the matter?â
âNo, I just thought it was beautiful.â
âFireworks, right?â
âOf course, the fireworks.â
He couldnât say âYouâ.
Yuzuru shifted his gaze from Arisa to the fireworks again.
The two of them found themselves in silence.
There was no conversation between them.
But strangely, there was no awkwardness, and Yuzuru felt somewhat comfortable.
Finally, spectacular fireworks lit up the night sky, and the fireworks display was over.
Now that the main fireworks were finished, the festival was over.
âIn an hour or so, the stalls would be ready to be taken down.
âIt was beautiful, wasnât it?â
âAhâŠâŠ.â
âTakasegawa-san.â
Their eyes met.
Arisa smiled at him.
âI had a great time today. Thank you very much.â
âMe too. It was fun to spend time with you.â
Yuzuru expressed his honest feelings to Arisa.
Then Arisa turned her gaze to the night sky again.
After the fireworks were over, the night sky looked strangely lonely.
âTakasegawa-sanâs family were all good people, too. They were kind, gentle, and cheerful.â
âTheyâre just a little excited that youâre here.â
âThat may be so. But âŠâŠ still, itâs very different from our house.â
Arisa said, looking somewhat forlorn.
There was a touch of envy and a slight hint of jealousy on his face.
Then, Arisa shifted her gaze to Yuzuru.
There was a hint of hesitation in her eyes.
Anxiety, fear, and guilt âŠâŠ mixed with a variety of emotions.
Arisa looked like she was about to cry, but she clenched her fists tightly as if she had made up her mind about something.
âTakasegawa-san.â
ââŠâŠ Whatâs wrong?â
âI truly apologizeâŠâŠ.â
Then Arisa bowed her head to Yuzuru.
Yuzuru had no idea what Arisa was apologizing for.
âDid you do something?â
ââŠ.I told you a lie.â
Arisa said in a small muffled voice.
She lied.
In other words, she deceived Yuzuru
Yuzuru braced himself a little.
âWhat was the lie ?â
Yuzuru felt a little nervous, afraid that it would be something outrageous.
And the same goes for Arisa, who is also feeling nervous.
âI told youâŠâŠ that my adoptive father forced me to accept it when I was on matchmaking.â
In a shaky voice, Arisa said.
Indeed, thatâs what she said to Yuzuru.
This is why Yuzuru decided to make a fake engagement to protect her.
âItâs not true.â
ââŠâŠ What is the difference?â
âMy adoptive father âŠâŠ just asked me if I would like to accept an arranged marriage meeting. He didnât force me to do anything. But IâŠâŠ was scared, âŠâŠso I said I would take itâ
Arisa turned her face down as if she was afraid to look at Yuzuruâs face.
He couldnât see her expression, but from the slight tears in her eyes, he could tell that she was worried and scared.
âBut I still didnât want to, so I kept refusing âŠâŠ. Thatâs how I lost track of itâŠâŠ. So it was all my fault. I was the one who strangled myself.â
Droplets of water fell on the porch.
With a shiver, Arisaâs small shoulders quivered.
âI thought, if I told you this, âŠâŠ you would never cooperate with me. So I hid the inconvenient things. After that, I couldnât say anything about itâŠâŠ. Iâm sorry that I took advantage of your kindness, Takasegawa-sanâ.
Then Arisa fell silent.
It seemed that this was the end of her confession.
Yuzuru couldnât help but sigh.
ââWhat, thatâs all it was? âŠâŠ raise your face.â
When Yuzuru said this, Arisa looked up with a look of fear on her face.
Her beautiful face was smeared with tears.
Yuzuru turned to Arisa and put his hands on her shoulders.
âWell, I donât really care about that.â
Yuzuru said slowly and delicately.
Then Arisaâs expression became distorted.
âB, ButâŠâ
âIn the first place, Itâs not a lie .â
Yuzuru interrupted Arisaâs voice.
He then looked into Arisaâs eyes and spoke as if to convince her.
âYou were mentally trapped. At least, you couldnât refuse your adoptive fatherâs proposal. You were in such a state of mind. So you had no choice but to accept your adoptive fatherâs proposal, didnât you?ăThatâs called being âforcedâ in the common sense of the word.â
Yuzuru doesnât know how her adoptive father, Naoki Amagi, felt at the time of proposing to Arisa, âWhy donât you try an arranged marriage?â.
Maybe he was really just asking for Arisaâs free will.
Maybe he thought that Arisa really wanted to have an arranged marriage.
Youâll have to ask the person himself to find out more about this.
But, as a result of itâŠâŠ, Arisa was forced to go on an arranged marriage.
She was forced into a situation where she was forced to get engaged and married.
âAs I said a while ago, you are a victim. You may think you are at fault for your actions, and maybe you are. But that doesnât mean that you have to be unhappy. And it doesnât remove your right to ask for help.â
If there is something to be angry about,
If there was something Yuzuru to complain about,
There is only one.
âIâve told you before. That I wouldnât be bothered if you asked for my help. Just rely on me a little.â
That was all he wanted to say to Arisa.
Then she said in a thin voice, with red eyes and tears in her eyes.
âWell, can I ask you one thing?â
âSure.â
ââŠâŠ Please lend me your chest.â
Yuzuru did as he was told and hugged Arisa.
She pressed her face against Yuzuruâs chest and started sobbing softly.
As he hugged her, he realized how small and slender she was.
He could feel her heat, her softness, and the trembling of her body.
She must have endured a long time with this small body.
Maybe itâs some kind of defense instinct that makes her feel guilty so easily.
The reason for her unhappiness is that she is at fault, not because of the irrationality of the situation.
Thatâs what she has been trying to convince herselfâŠâŠ
Either way, her timid personality and the way she puts up walls between people are probably due to her repressed family environment.
Yuzuru stroked Arisaâs head gently, trying not to ruin her hair.
Whether this would help her or not, he didnât know, but he still wanted to do something for her.
After a while.
Arisa looked up from Yuzuruâs chest.
Her eyes were still wet with tears, but she looked a lot better than before.
She was blushing, probably embarrassed that she had cried in front of Yuzuru.
She turned her gaze away awkwardly and remained silent.
âYukishiro, are you finished?â
ââŠâŠcan I be selfish?â
âSureâ
âPlease let me do this a little more.â
Arisa said and pressed her face against Yuzuruâs chest again.
This time not burying her face, but pressing her cheek against it.
âPlease stroke my head.â
âYes, princess.â
ââŠ.. Arenât you embarrassed to say that?â
âDidnât I tell you that itâs more embarrassing when someone points it out?â
ââŠ.I thought it would be embarrassing even if it wasnât pointed outâ
âI think your little plea is pretty much the same.â
Even as he said this, Yuzuru stroked Arisaâs head.
It was smooth and very comfortable to the touch.
As he hugged her tightly and stroked her while performing the âgood-girl,good-girlâ routine, Arisa opened her mouth again.
âUm, Takasegawa-sanâŠâ
âWhatâs up this time?â
ââŠâŠ Can I call you by your name?â
âName?â
â Yuzuru-san, is it okay if I call you that?â
For a moment, Yuzuru was taken aback.
Perhaps it was because he was flustered, his hand stopped stroking Arisaâs head.
Then Arisa said as if to make an excuse.
âBecause Satake-san, Ayaka-san, and Chiharu-san call you by your first name. âŠâŠ I think itâs a bit distant that Iâm the only one who calls you with the last name.â
Arisa said it somewhat sulkily.
She glanced up at Yuzuru with upturned eyes, as if she was a little worried.
Yuzuru began stroking Arisaâs head again.
âItâs okay. Can I call you Arisa as well âŠâŠ?ăEveryone calls you by your first name after all.â
âYes. Please call me that.â
Arisa gave a small nod of satisfaction and closed her eyes.
Then she tightly grabbed Yuzuruâs body with both hands like a baby who refuses to let go of his favorite blanket.
âHey, Arisa.â
ââŠâŠ What is it?â
âHow long do you want me to stay like this?â
Yuzuru asked as he stroked Arisaâs head.
Itâs tiring to keep stroking her, and even at night, itâs a little hard to hold her body against his in the summer.
Arisaâs answer was as follows.
âAll the way to my heartâs content. Is that no good?â
Yuzuru sighed.
âI have no choice then. At all.â
Yuzuru continued to stroke Arisaâs head.
Author Note:
Dere degree: 120%.
Ohh, the scouter!
So, it has exceeded 100%. However, if we inflate it too much, it will become stale, so we will change the standard from now on.
From now on, it will be âTrue Dere Degreeâ.
Until now, the âdereâ degree was an indicator of the feeling of âI can be a lover with this person, and I like this personâ. But the âTrue Dereâ level is a measure of how you feel about a person. Like, I would be happy to be married to this person for the rest of my life, and I would be happy to have a child with this person.
In common parlance, the previous level of âdereâ is âlikeâ and the new level of âtrue dereâ is âloveâ.
The current True Dere level is âŠâŠ
Well, itâs about five percent.
Thereâs a big difference between a lover and a husband and wife. Arisa is a very strong person. So when it comes to children, she is a bit âŠâŠ prepared.
If you are curious about the future of the true dere degree, look forward to it.