The next morning, in Rioâs lodging, the time had only passed 8.
Rio had just finished his breakfast in a strange situation where two maids were waiting by his side. Private meals were limited due to recent chaos, but the castle still allowed it under a few conditions such as this.
ăHaruto-sama, shall I prepare some tea for you?ă
ăYes, please do.ă
Then, when the maid closer to his age brought it to him, the sound of the door knocking echoed through the room, and she immediately went to answer it.
ăGood morning, Haruto-sama.ă
It was Charlotte coming in.
ăPrincess Charlotte⌠Good morning. What do you need?ă
Rio returned the greeting, but he was astonished nonetheless. They were going to have a tea party in Charlotteâs room, so he had no idea why she would come to him.
ăYou promised to have a conversation with me this morning, right? Itâs a little early, but I came to meet you.ă
Charlotte replied with a charming smile.
Rio checked the clock settled against the wall. That conversation was supposed to happen at 9 oâclock. She was about an hour early.
Itâs not like he didnât understand coming earlier due to the sheer scale of the royal castle, but this was stillâŚ
Well, even if he voiced those thoughts to her, it would have gone in one ear and out the other.
ăI see. Iâm sorry to make you go through the trouble.ă
ăFufu, I came because I wanted to see you. Please donât mind it. But if itâs alright with you, would you come with me to Satsuki-sama?ă
ăOf course. Thereâs somewhere Iâd like to stop by thatâs close to her room. Do you mind if we go to hand something off before that?ă
ăNot at all.ă
Charlotte complied sweetly.
ăThen, if youâll please wait a moment for me to prepare.ă
After making his request, Rio retrieved three letters that heâd left in his item box the night before.
ââ ââ ââ
The two of them strolled through the castle at a brisk pace.
ăFufu~ă
Charlotte was grinning to herself, keeping a comfortable grasp on Rioâs arm. In contrast, Rio was already mentally exhausted.
ăCharlotte-sama, sticking so close to me like this is a littleâŚă
ăIs it unpleasant?ă
She asked him straight, looking at Rio with upturned eyes.
ăItâs not unpleasant, but about the people around usâŚă
ăThen thereâs no problem, yes? I donât concern myself with such things.ă
ăI suppose, if youâre okay with itâŚă
He managed a smile to answer hers, but he was suppressing the sigh in his lungs. Of course, Charlotte appeared to be lovingly embracing Rio, but there was something strangely sweet about it. Some indication that she was an innocent young girl acting spoiled.
But he wasnât about to lower his guard just yet. Age aside, Charlotte was still royalty. Fledgling bluebloods were known to be mentally unstable, and they had a tendency to grow arrogant with the power given to them.
Their overly conspicuous conduct and demeanor towards those below them, feeling that itâs completely natural, and pouting when things donât go their wayâalthough that last thing is still kind of cute.
The problem is when that turns into a tantrum, itâs like walking through a minefield. People start to hold grudges and viciously harass the subject of their ire.
And the most troublesome issue is one of the opposite sex. Namely, women. Rio learned his lesson back when he was still studying in Bertram Kingdomâs royal academy.
Charlotte was 13 years old, right when her emotional period should be reaching its peak.
He couldnât afford to act carelessly towards such a girl whose true nature he still had yet to understand. It would be rough staying in the castle if he caused a disturbanceâbasically, he wasnât about to risk insulting the royalty.
He also had to take into consideration why Charlotte stayed so close to him.
It was by order of King Francois that they were together. Rio knew he had to stay cautious around the king at the very least.
After all, it wouldnât be off for him to think about using Rio for his own gain, seeing how close he was getting with Satsuki and how close he already was with her friends.
Even if Charlotte wasnât aware of the purpose herself, the chances of her receiving an order with that goal in mind werenât zero.
And if it was true, it only made things more awkward for him.
ăDo you have some business with Takahisa-sama?ă
ăNo. Rather, itâs with the three people who were under my protection.ă
ăIs that so? Miharu-sama is quite the beautiful girl.ă
ăYeah⌠She is.ă
He kept his feelings from showing, but Rio felt weird for nodding in agreement so obediently, and Charlotte watched his reaction contentedly.
Their conversation ended when they finally made it to the room Miharu and the others were staying in.
They didnât see the escort knight around, though.
Are they out right now?
He wondered about it for a moment, then brushed it out of his mind as he took a deep breath.
ăKnock, knock.
ăStupid! Onii-chanâs a pervert! You have no sense of delicacy!ă
The sound of knocking was drowned out by a voice similar to Akiâs inside the room.
ăW-Wait a minute, Aki! Iâm sorry! Really really sorry! I wasnât trying to peek, honest! I mean, M-Masato is in there, right? I was just looking for Masato! Thatâs all!ă
ăIf you want Masato, heâs out looking around the castle since we have some free time! Geez!ă
The commotion was loud enough for them to hear most of it.
ăIt seems weâve come at the wrong time.ă
Charlotte stared dumbly at the door.
ăIt appears so. Still, letâs try once more.ă
Rio realized they should have read the room and left his matter for later, but he smiled wryly and added some extra force to his knuckles. Any chance that presented itself, he was going to take it.
ăAhâmy apologies. Just a moment, please.ă
A reply came almost immediately.
ăYou have a guest, Takahisa-sama. It may be Haruto-sama.ă
ăU-Understood. Right away. Aki, please wait. Letâs talk again when youâve calmed down.ă
He didnât know exactly what went down inside the room, but it was clear enough that Takahisa seemed to incite Akiâs wrath.
The door hurriedly opened about ten seconds later.
On the other side was Takahisa, along with knights Kiara and Alice.
ăThank you very much for waiting. We were a bit busy just⌠nowâŚă
Takahisa awkwardly made his greetings, and his eyes widened when he saw Charlotte gleefully linking her arms with Rioâs.
ăGood morning, Takahisa-sama.ă
ăY-Yes. Good morning, Princess Charlotte.ă
Responding to Takahisaâs timidity, Rio joined in with his normal poker face.
ăIâm sorry for disturbing you when youâre preoccupied. Itâs earlier than expected, but may I ask whether I can meet Miharu-san?ă
ăUm, let me think⌠Masato went out for a walk, and it seems she went along with him.ă
ăYes. If itâs Miharu-sama, she accompanied Masato-sama in his exploration of the castle. Hilda joined them as their escort.ă
Kiara supplemented Takahisaâs poor explanation.
ăAhaha⌠thatâs about it. In fact, I just got back myself, and Akiâs here as well, butâŚă
And Takahisa finished with a cramped smile on his face.
ăJust Aki-chan?ă
He wrote a letter for Aki, too, but Rio felt that Miharu should be the first to receive them.
As far as he knew, Aki still hated Amakawa Harutoâhe could only imagine what kind of reaction she would have upon learning about Rioâs previous life. Thatâs why he wanted Miharu to read hers before Masato and Aki.
Would it be alright if he let Aki read hers first?
Rio couldnât really predict that.
He was scared. Thatâs all there was to it.
ăThey should return⌠about half past nine at the latest. I mentioned yesterday that Masato wanted to check out the magic ship this morning.ă
ăI seeâŚă
Rio heaved a sigh. No matter how much he tried, he always seemed to just miss the right timing for things.
His freedom was cut during his stay in the castle, and Miharu was lodging in a different room.
But the biggest reason for that was probablyâno, the main culprit was definitely standing right beside him, and Rio glanced at her.
When she noticed his gaze, Charlotte gave him the same sweet smile she always did.
I missed Miharu-san last night because of this girl, and itâs happening again now.
He was nearly driven to disregard their status and treat her coldly, barely managing to hold himself back.
No, maybe this is just the best case scenario. At least I managed to confess last night.
If he didnât tell Miharu his feelings last night, he likely wouldnât have gotten any time today between Charlotteâs clinginess and having a large group during the meeting they planned this afternoon. Aside from Miharu, there was also going to be Aki, Masato, Satsuki, Takahisa and Liliana.
There was no way he could confess in that situation.
He didnât know if they could get time alone; he didnât know how Aki would react; the discussion itself probably wouldnât have the right atmosphere for it; and itâs entirely possible Miharu and the kids make their decision before then. It might be easier to just say goodbye then.
ăIf Aki-sama is inside, this should be enough for Haruto-sama to complete his business, right? Takahisa-sama must be a busy person, as well.ă
Charlotte cut in and urged Rio on when he hesitated to speak.
ă⌠Yeah.ă
He agreed to her suggestion with a composed smile.
What to doâŚ
He thought of five options:
1. Entrust Takahisa to pass the letters alone.
2. Have him call for Aki so she could receive the letters,
3. Stay as long as possible for Miharu and Masato to return.
4. Go on a search for Miharu and Masato himself while they wandered the castle.
5. Give them the letters personally when they were going to see each other later in the day.
He honestly wanted them to read the letters as soon as possible. Theyâd probably be left confused when they read them, so he felt it right for them to have time to process the contents.
The tea party heâd promised with Charlotte and Satsuki was to start at 9, and since it was already 8:30 they were going to need to leave soon to meet with Satsuki on time. Even if he and Charlotte waited until the last minute, there was no guarantee Miharu would be back in time.
Rio made his decision.
ă⌠Takahisa-san, may I ask that you give them these letters?ă
ăI donât mind, but itâs okay to at least call for Aki, right?ă
Saying so, Takahisa turned to go back inside. One of the three the letters were meant for was still in the room, so he thought calling her might be a better choice.
ăNo. Please wait.ă
But Rio stopped him, and Takahisa looked back.
ăThere are three letters, but I wish for Miharu-san to be the first to read it. Could you hand Masato and Aki-chan theirs after?ă
ă⌠Yes, I understand.ă
That was a lie. He wasnât able to grasp the meaning behind his explanation, but Takahisa nodded obediently when he saw the pained look on Rioâs face.
The addresseeâs names were written in Strahlâs regional language, and there was a sealing wax to keep anyone but the intended reader from opening it.
ăBest regards, then. Iâll come to visit again later with Satsuki-san.ă
ăYeah. Iâll be waiting.ă
After Takahisa bid his farewell, Rio turned to Charlotte.
ăCharlotte-sama, Iâm very sorry to make you wait for the sake of my personal business.ă
ăNo need to worry, Iâm fine with it. But we should hurry to pick up Satsuki-sama. We donât want to be late and have her come looking for us.ă
Charlotte quickly seized Rioâs arm again, dragging him off with all the grace and finesse of a bull in a china shop.
ââ ââ ââ
ăIt makes you wonder just whatâs written inside, riiight? Maybe itâs a love letter.ă
When Rio and Charlotte were no longer in sight, Alice jumped in with a bright and carefree tone. Takahisa, surprised by her voice, took a glance at the letters in his hand, and her senior knight Kiara rebuked her.
ăAlice, thatâs disgraceful.ă
She normally had a calm and graceful aura about her, but there was a peculiarly sharp edge to Kiaraâs words.
ăEh~. Doesnât it make you uneasy?ă
ăIt does, but we shouldnât be peeping on someoneâs private correspondence.ă
ăAha, so Kiara-senpaiâs bothered by it, too.ă
ăYou sure know how to run your mouth.ă
ăAhahaâŚă
Alice broke out in a cold sweat at the pressure exuding from her senior, and quickly moved the topic along.
ăEven so, Takahisa-sama seems worried, too. Iâm positive, heâs definitely in love with that childhood friend of his, right? And if Liliana-sama enters the stage, weâll see it turn into a forbidden love triangleâŚ!ă
ăHey, thatâs why the saying goesâŚă
Kiara and Alice spoke in a low volume, but it seems that their little exchange didnât even register in Takahisaâs ears. He was just staring silently at the letters.
Then the door to the room with only Aki inside opened.
Takahisa shook, reflexively trying to hide the letters in his chest pocket. Rushing to hide them, though, the letters slipped from his pocket and fluttered to the floor.
He swung his arms to collect them, smacking one against his abdomen. He felt a disconcerting crushing sensation, but he managed to catch another.
The last one fell at Kiaraâs feet. In his panic to retrieve it, he dropped the two he already grabbed.
ăAhâcrap!ă
Takahisa snatched up the two he just lost and clutched them tightly in his right hand. He tried to grab the last letter with his left, but thankfully Kiara had already caught it and avoided him making things worse.
ăWhat are you doing, Onii-chan?ă
Thatâs when Aki came out to see him squatting down with a suspicious look on his face.
And Takahisa snapped to attention, hiding the letters behind his back without checking the damage.
ăOh, um, Aki, whatâs the matter?ă
He knew he had offended her a few minutes ago, but at the moment he was more worried about her discovering the letters he was holding.
ăItâs nothing. It sounds like Haruto-san just came by⌠Did he say anything?ă
Aki replied a little bluntly. She was probably still angry.
ăAhâyes. He already left, but he said heâd come over again with Satsuki-senpai this afternoon.ă
ăI seeâŚă
This is bad. I made a promise, but if Aki sees this letter nowâŚ
Straining his mind, Takahisa absentmindedly started squeezing the letters in his hand. Tracing one with his fingers, he noticed something peeling off.
Right behind him, Kiara stiffened up, while Alice stared at the letters with a dangerous ăohhă slipping from her lips.
ăBy the way, did you pick something up? You were on the ground just a second ago.ă
ăN-No, thatâs not true.ă
Takahisa denied it with a fake smile, his grip on the letters strengthening as he did.
ăIs that soâŚ? Youâre not trying to hide anything, are you?ă
ăItâs the truth, Iâm not hiding anything.ă
He answered Akiâs prying eyes with a shrill voice, averting his gaze out of guilt. He could feel the sweat drenching his body.
But then Akiâs expression shifted as if she noticed something, and she glared at him with flushed cheeks.
ăYou forgot what you saw earlier, right?ă
ăEarlierâŚ? Ahâă
Takahisa figured it out as soon as he repeated the question.
He had just come back to their room after escorting Liliana to meet with the king. Since he couldnât find Miharu or his siblings in the living room, he callously barged into Aki and Miharuâs bedroom.
And thus he bore witness to the immodest sight of his stepsister changing her clothes.
ăN-Naturally!ă
He nodded vigorously.
ăSo, j-just forget it alreadyâŚă
ăAhahaâŚă
The sharpness of Akiâs glare grew with the redness of her face, but she gave him a bit of leeway knowing it was unintentional. Takahisa knew it was his fault for not knocking, though.
ăItâs not like I have a wonderful body I can show off, but thereâs no way I could defend you if Miharu-oneechan was here.ă
Unlike Aki and her washboard chest so flat a bra did more harm than good, Miharu had a very well-developed femininity betraying her petite stature.
ăUhâŚă
Takahisa was left speechless.
ăWell, Miharu-oneechan would probably still let you off because of how kind she is.ă
ăI-Iâm very sorry. Honestly. Please forgive me.ă
He bowed repeatedly to show his sincerity.
ăItâs okay, I guess⌠More than that, about Haruto-san. Iâll say it now since Miharu-oneechan and Masato are out.ă
Then Aki suddenly changed the topic.
In reality, she was the one who lured Masato out of the room, and convinced Miharu to follow him and make sure he didnât get into trouble.
She let out a sigh, knowing she took a rather roundabout method to getting a private conversation with Takahisa.
ăY-Yes?ă
His face stiffened up.
ăYâsee, I⌠Itâs just my own idea, but I think itâs okay for Haruto-san to come with us. If he does, Miharu-oneechan will come, too.ă
ăI think so, too. Thatâs why I told Haruto-san the same thing yesterday.ă
Takahisa replied with a nod, having already reached the same conclusion.
ăEh? Is that so? When?ă
ăLast night, after everyone went to sleep.ă
ăI see⌠What did Haruto-san say?ă
ăHe told me after the party last night that he has some kind of errand in the west of Strahl. Do you know anything about that, Aki?ă
When he asked, Aki thought back.
ăNot really. We lived in the same place for a long time, but he never told us much about himself or what he does⌠Maybe he has something to take care of in Almond?ă
Akiâs answer left a huge question mark on Takahisaâs face.
ăAlmond?ă
ăYeah. Thatâs the place we lived up till now.ă
ăSo thatâs where⌠Though I can kind of tell he wonât come to Saint Stella even after he finishes his business. He didnât say anything about what he needed to do, but I donât think itâs anything bad.ă
ăIn that case, I think we can use that time to persuade Miharu-oneechan to join us.ă
Takahisa just stared in amazement.
ăI get it. We can go that way, too, huh? Youâre brilliant, AkiâŚă
At least, since he was lacking in flexibility, he couldnât have thought of it.
ăItâs obvious if you take a second to think. Youâre just uncreative, Onii-chan. You can barely hold a proper conversation, right? Youâre lucky Iâm helping you here.ă
ăYeah⌠youâre right.ă
Soon, Takahisaâs cheeks loosened up seeing Aki beaming with pride.
ăAnother thing. If weâre doing this, you have to make sure you win over Miharu-oneechan, you know. You canât stay a hopeless case forever.ă
ăH-Hopeless? What are you talking about? I mean, I, uhâŚă
His face shone red, stumbling over his own words. He was trying to keep his crush secret, and his little sister could tell so easily. Akiâs sighs grew heavier at his reaction, as well.
ăI know you love Miharu-oneechan, right, Onii-chan? Youâre like an open book.ă
ăEh? W-Why?ă
At this point, Takahisa wasnât even trying to hide his feelings.
By the way, they were speaking in Japanese.
Thanks to his divine raiment translating for him, Alice and Kiara listening off to the side could understand Takahisa, but Aki didnât have one, so eavesdropping was a little difficult.
ăWhy, you ask⌠Anyone could figure it out if they just look at you. Youâre always trying to be alone with Miharu-oneechan, but when you get the chance you avoid her. Then thereâs times where youâre awkward and canât even look her in the eyes.ă
Every point she listed off hit the mark.
Put simply, Takahisa was a coward. Sometimes heâd even act cold when the two of them were alone.
ăI⌠It canât be helped. Things like that would happen for any normal man.ă
Aki heaved a deeper sigh to his answer, then peered at him inquisitively.
ăArenât you uneasy? About Miharu-oneechan and Haruto-san. When they disappeared during the party yesterday. Wonder what they talked about.ă
ăThatâsâŚă
Takahisa was worried about it, too. He couldnât help thinking about what Rio and Miharu spoke about during the evening party.
ăI tried to ask her, butâŚă
ăW-Whatâd she say?ă
He was startled at Akiâs remark, since she did something he couldnât bring himself to.
ăUm, whatâd they talk about?ă
ăIt wasnât anything important. We interrupted them before they got into itâŚă
ăIs⌠Is that soâŚă
Takahisa let out a breath of relief as if heâd been holding it in.
ăStill, donât you think those two were acting suspicious?ă
ăNoâah, well⌠what about you? Haruto-san, he seems like a good person.ă
Feeling like he was hit with a loaded question, Takahisa tried to dodge it with a vague answer, and Aki knitted her eyebrows hearing it.
ăHaruto-san is a really amazing man, you know. Heâs a bit clumsy, but heâs gentle, cool, handsome, reliable, and he can cook, too. AndâŚă
After bringing Takahisaâs nervousness to a boiling point, Aki paused with a gloom in her face as she thought on her next words. The figure of Amakawa Haruto, her former big brother, came to mind.
ăAnd?ă
Takahisa gulped down his saliva when Aki hesitated.
ăItâs nothing. Maybe Miharu-oneechan has someone she likes. If she forgot about him, she might come to like Haruto-san insteadâŚă
From that, Takahisa looked like heâd taken a few hits to the head from a blunt object, and his face lost its color.
ăSomeone⌠she likes? Miharu?ă
ăNo. Well, yeah. ProbablyâŚă
ăSo, thatâs how it isâŚă
His spirit dropped inch by inch, then Aki started to cheer him on as if she was preaching.
ăB-But, maybe that man will never appear in front of Miharu-oneechan again. This is your chance, Onii-chan!
Thatâs why you canât run away now! Sure, Iâm indebted to Haruto-san, but if you canât get between Miharu-oneechan and Haruto-san now, all youâll have left later is regrets!ă
ăAkiâŚă
Takahisa trembled, then righted himself.
ă⌠Thatâs right. Iâll give it a shot. Iâve got a bit of confidence back now. Thank you.ă
ăYeah! You can do this, Onii-chan!ă
Aki raised her fist high when Takahisa smiled at her. And thatâs when Kiara impatiently spoke up.
ăTakahisa-sama⌠About thatâŚă
She was staring at the crumpled letters behind his back.
ăEh?ă
What did she mean by that?
He was distracted. But after a look in her eyes he immediately realized he wasnât in a position for holding a conversation.
ăA-Ah⌠thatâs right. Aki, can you go back in the room for a little while? I have to take care of something real quick.ă
Takahisa spoke with a rushed tone.
ăOkay, but⌠youâll be back soon, right?ă
ăO-Of course.ă
Reassuring her, Aki left the hall. After she left, Alice pointed to the letters more directly.
ăUm, what should we do? The letters areâŚă
ăUhâŚă
Takahisa froze as he glanced at the letters in his hands. Two were crushed so badly that the sealing wax had mostly come off.
ăW-What do I doâŚ?ă
He looked at Kiara as if she had the answer, and she replied anxiously.
ăE-Even if you ask me⌠We donât have any choice but to restore them as much as possible before we hand them off to Miharu-sama and the others, and explain the situation when we do. We mustnât forget to apologize to Haruto-sama, as well.ă
ăThatâs⌠Yeah, youâre right.ă
ăPlease lend it to me. In this state the letter inside is surely crumpled, too. Since the wax has peeled off, letâs remove the letter and smooth it out properly on the wall.ă
She wanted to do it inside the room, but Aki was inside, and she couldnât neglect her guard duties as a knight. So she decided to take care of things where they stood.
ă⌠P-Please do. Iâll help, too.ă
ăAlice, please help Takahisa-sama.ă
ăKay~. The letter please, Takahisa-sama.ă
ăThank you.ă
After Kiara received a letter, Takahisa removed the one addressed to Aki from its envelope and handed it off to Alice. As expected, the letter was messed up as badly as the envelope.
ăPlease do your best to not tear it and render it unreadable.ă
The most composed of them, Kiara was quick to take the lead and give them orders, and with careful dexterity they smoothed out the crumpled papers. It was a little comical seeing the three of them against the wall outside their room like this.
I wonder who this letterâs for.
While pressing out the wrinkles of the envelope in his hands, Takahisa started thinking to himself.
Akiâs name was written on the surface in Strahl Regional. Although his divine raiment translated speech, he still couldnât read the languages in this world.
To his left, Alice was smoothing out the letter, mumbling under her breath.
ăMmm, I canât figure these weird letters out one bit.ă
ăH-Hey, Alice! I told you before you shouldnât be peeping on someone elseâs private communications!ă
ăEhh, but it was facing me, so it couldnât be helped. Besides, I canât even understand any of this. What small country are these characters from? Shouldnât it be fine to just write in our common language?ă
Despite her mutterings, she was still doing her job.
ă⌠You should have done it from the back. I swear, this girlâŚă
Kiara continued her work as well, after voicing her dissatisfaction with her junior.
The language she called âcommonâ is one used by the majority of the countries in the Strahl region, referred to as Strahl Regional.
However, other languages arenât suppressed, so they can develop in parts of the region or in individual countries. Some even become a national language.
And his curiosity piqued by the knightsâ little spat, Takahisa took a peek at the letter Alice was taking care of.
ăThatâs⌠JapaneseâŚă
Going by the characters on the envelopes, Takahisa was convinced the letters were written in Strahl Regional, but the one he got a look at was in bonafide Japanese.
He hadnât read or written much of anything in Japanese in the months since heâd come to this world, but it was still his native language; heâd recognize it anywhere.
ăHm? Takahisa-sama, you can read this?ă
ăEh⌠No, yeah, I canâŚă
Takahisa nodded in affirmation.
Why did Haruto-san write his letter in Japanese? You could say the others were teaching him, but this level of fluency isâŚ
Just from a glance he knew it wasnât something that could have been written by a novice who only started learning a few months ago.
The grammatical structure of Japanese resembled Strahlâs language, but the sheer number of characters and its vocabulary made the former far more difficult.
Guessing from a sentence that caught his eye, the letter in Aliceâs hands was meant for Aki.
It would have been a lie to say he didnât feel bad about it.
He was driven by the temptation, eyes running back and forth over the first few sentences.
I canât do this! I shouldnât be reading it!
Takahisa shook his head, trying to get it out of his mind.
It was against his morals. Against all decency.
There probably wasnât a punishment for reading it, but he felt he couldnât invade someone elseâs privacy.
But maybe because itâs been so long since heâd seen Japanese, he couldnât pull away.
Getting into a famous prep school back home wasnât just for show, his reading comprehension was a cut above the rest.
But the letter in front of him threw his heart into disarray.
ăEhâŚ?ă
His face paled.
His vision narrowed.
He thought maybe he was going crazy.
ăAkiâs⌠brother? Previous life?ă
Takahisa couldnât wipe the dumbfounded look off his face if he tried.
In the letter addressed to Aki it was written that Haruto was originally Amakawa Haruto, Akiâs older brother.
There was no making sense of it to him.
He stared at the characters to make sure he didnât possibly read it wrong, but there was no mistake.
ăCan you⌠let me see that letter for a bit?ă
ăEh? Ah⌠here.ă
Confused herself, Alice obediently handed it over.
How can Haruto, someone of this world, be Akiâs older brother?
He couldnât understand.
Takahisaâs heart pounded, his brain flooded with adrenaline.
It was enough to overpower his sense of guilt from crudely reading someone elseâs letter, and he stared at the paper intensely.
Alice watched on, but Kiara was just barely too late to catch wind of Takahisa doing exactly the thing she said not to do.
ăHm? AhâT-Takahisa-sama! What are you doing?ă
She started to scold him when she finally noticed, but Takahisa wasnât listening. He was scanning the letter again and again, eyes wide in shock.
ăTakahisa-sama, please cease at once! You shouldnât be doing this!ă
But she was too late.
Takahisa already understood everything the letter meant to say.
Maybe because he finally accepted it, the grim look on his face grew worse by the second.
ăWhat⌠What the hell is all this?ă
Takahisaâs gaze turned to the letter at Kiaraâs feetâthe one addressed to Miharu.
He only came back to his senses when the slip of paper was already in his hand, consumed by his curiosity.
ăYou canât! Takahisa-sama!ă
Kiara tried to get ahead of him and keep the letter away, but he moved first.
ăDoing something like forcing open the seal of a nobleâs letter by anyone other than the recipient is a crime, you know? To say nothing of reading its contentsâŚă
She couldnât go openly go against him as the hero he was, but Kiara still hoped persuasion by reason would work.
Unfortunately, Takahisa didnât care, having gotten absorbed in reading.
The letter itself was beyond saving, too, crumpled as badly as it was.
ăP-Please return the letter! This is really a crime!ă
Kiara was whispering as loudly as she could, restlessly glancing back and forth down the hall.
ăToo late, senpai. He already finished the first one.ă
And maybe she just didnât understand the gravity of their situation, but Aliceâs tone was particularly carefree.
ăGeez, I donât know anymore. Canât tell you whatâs going to happen to usâŚă
ââ ââ ââ
ăTo Ayase Miharu.
ăLast night, I confessed to you selfishly and one-sidedly, which may have confused you.
ăMy deepest apologies for doing such a thing.
ăWhat followed was unexpected, but this letter is so I can tell you what I couldnât last night.
ăMaybe what youâre about to read isnât a very interesting story.
ăIn fact, maybe itâs not even something I should say, since it might disturb Miharu-san to hear it.
ăBut this is something I want to tell you, no matter what.
ăThatâs why, even though Iâm not happy with the method, I decided a letter would be best.
ăIf you canât bring yourself to keep reading, thereâs no need to force yourself.
ăThis is all for my own satisfaction as it is. In case you wonât read further, please forget everything about me, live together with Takahisa-san and the others, and look for a way to return to Earth.
ăIâll do all I can to help you, but if you donât want to be involved with me, I promise not to approach you.
ăThe preface was a bit long, but from this point itâll be my story, step by step.
ăYou might have already noticed it. I met Miharu-san in my previous life.
ăMy name was Amakawa Haruto. I was your childhood friend.
ăI believe I used to call you âMii-chanâ when we were kids, right?
ăI remember Miharu-san called me âHaru-kunâ.
ăTwice in my life as Amakawa Haruto, I was with Miharu-san.
ăFirst was up until we were seven years old, before I moved away. Then there was a brief moment just as we were entering high school.
ăAlthough, it was just me who saw you during the entrance ceremony.
ăDo you remember?
ăMiharu-san was by my side, and I by yours. It felt like those days would go on forever.
ăIf you ask me why, itâs because I love Miharu-san. There was nothing I could do; I was head over heels for you.
ăBut, that only lasted until elementary school.
ăI was forced to separate from Miharu-san and move to another city. I lost all contact with you since.
ăIt should be about nine years ago for Miharu-san.
ăAt that time, we made a promise to each other.
ăNormally something like a promise you made as kids would be something you give up on as you grow up.
ăNot to mention the ridiculousness of trying to fulfill that promise. It could be a foolâs errand.
ăEven so, that promise with Miharu-san is Amakawa Harutoâs strongest support.
ăBecause he loved you.
ăBecause he wanted to see Miharu-sanâs smile again.
ăBecause his memories with Miharu-san were an irreplaceable treasure to him.
ăThe me at the time was kid. When I think on it, I didnât understand the how or that reuniting with Miharu-san would be a distant future.
ăBut, I thought that I would be able to meet you again as long as I tried my hardest.
ăThen a feeling came over me that the Miharu-san I wished for would leave if I didnât.
ăSo I did my best in everything without exception, like a single-minded idiot, just for the hope of meeting Miharu-san again.
ăGrowing that way, maybe as a reward for my efforts, I got the chance to enter the same high school as Miharu-san.
ăFrom a passing glance, even now I can still feel my body trembling when I saw you that day.
ăBut the Amakawa Haruto at the time had become a bit of a sore loser. Seeing Miharu-san so friendly with an unknown guy, I ran away hoping I wouldnât have to face the truth.
ăOf the fact that maybe Miharu-san forgot about someone like me.
ăWhile I was hiding from you, you suddenly vanished without a trace.
ăAlthough now I know itâs because you were summoned to this world.
ăI never got over my regrets ever since Miharu-san disappeared.
ăI couldnât stand never being able to tell you how I felt.
ăI took those regrets to my grave. But somehow, I was reincarnated here.
ăThatâs why I was so surprised, but I was overjoyed.
ăBeing able to meet you again in this cruel world.
ăI kept thinking I would never see Miharu-san again.
ăI was truly happy that day.
ăAnd yet, all I did was run away from Miharu-san like before.
ăI had enough of regrets, is what I thought, but I was scared.
ăWhether in this life or the last, Iâm an ugly, self-centered coward.
ăOver time, constantly thinking, the fleeting wish I pursued slowly crumbled, but I still lived in those inexorably shattered dreams.
ăI was lost, and even now I still hesitate to continue writing, afraid of this dream finally fading away for good.
ăI amâAmakawa Haruto is already dead.
ăI myself still donât understand what happened to me, but the man called Amakawa Haruto died four years after the disappearance of Miharu-san from Japan.
ăThen the Amakawa Haruto who was supposed to have died was reborn as an orphan named Rio.
ăThatâs why, though my circumstances have me calling myself âHarutoâ, I write this letter not as Amakawa Haruto, but as Rio.
ăThis body is different. Even with the memories and personality that made up Amakawa Haruto, Iâm an existence born of the fusion of two souls.
ăItâs strange, but it was surprisingly easy to accept when I reincarnated in this world that âI am Rio.â
ăNaturally Iâm aware that I was Amakawa Haruto, but I donât think the current me is him.
ăNo matter how many of his memories and personality traits were left behind, the man called Amakawa Haruto became a completely different person in the nine years after regaining his memories.
ăThe me now understands that if someone is trying to injure me or take my life, itâs necessary to defend myself. I wonât hesitate to fight back, and kill in return.
ăThere are times where I completely disregard my ethics, and only think about risk and return to decide my actions.
ăIn fact, Iâve hurt and killed for reasons that, if I were Japanese, people would think I was insane.
ăAnd thereâs a man Iâm seeking revenge against.
ăIf I meet him, Iâll probably kill him, even if it isnât necessary.
ăBecause I hate that man from the depths of my soul.
ăSuch a self is so ugly that even I know Iâm broken somewhere, but I donât see myself changing.
ăIâve already accepted that part of me, so the only way I can move is forward.
ăThatâs why when I met Miharu-san, who didnât change at all, I was afraid.
ăMaybe the me of that previous life really was Amakawa Haruto.
ăMaybe this personality, these memories, theyâre not fakes given to me by someone else.
ăBut even if I was once Amakawa Haruto, I wonder if Iâm not a completely different person.
ăIs the different me qualified to love you?
ăIs it okay for a dead man to love someone whoâs still alive?
ăThe point is, I donât fully understand what I am myself.
ăI definitely feel that I love Miharu-san.
ăBut, thatâs because thereâs so little left of when I was Amakawa Haruto.
ăEverything that is Amakawa Haruto is gone, except for his love for you.
ăSomewhere in my heart I wondered that perhaps this desire just happened to mix in with these memories.
ăI couldnât help it.
ăI was scared to be rejected by you when I tell you about all this.
ăI was scared that Miharu-san would hate me, knowing what kind of person I am. What Iâve become.
ăSo in my fear I chose to live with Miharu-san and the others while hiding my identity.
ăI want to confess these feelings of mine. Nothing will change if I donât.
ăI understand that.
ăOtherwise, one day you may disappear from my side again.
ăBut even if I know my time with you was just a transient dream of my own imprudence, I was happy to live under the same roof with all of you.
ăI truly feared the moment that dream would fall apart once I confessed.
ăBut eventually, I managed to say the words Iâve always wanted to. I didnât want to make the same mistake I did last time.
ăMaybe you want to go back home.
ăMaybe you already have someone you like.
ăI know itâs selfish, but before Miharu-san disappears again, I donât want to be left with the regret of giving up before I even start.
ăI already know it all too well.
ăI donât want to lose Miharu-san this time without being able to convey my feelings.
ăThatâs something I dread more than even being hated by Miharu-san.
ăThatâs why, if Iâm going to say it, I want to say it from the beginning.
ăSo I never feel that regret again, Iâll confess my love for Miharu-san once more.
ăThe time I spent with you was short, but it made me realize.
ăMy feelings for you arenât fake, or influenced by anyone.
ăNot as Amakawa Haruto. Not as Rio. None of that matters. I am me, and the me right now is in love with Miharu-san.
ăIt took me a while to notice something so simple.
ăAnd itâs thanks to Miharu-san that I could.
ăSo, please let me say it again.
ăI love you, Miharu-san.
ăItâs no longer possible for me to fulfill our promise from when we were kids, but will you stay with me after this?
ăYear 1000 Sacred Calendar, Month of Spring, a certain day.
Rio/Amakawa Harutoă
ăP.S. When we can next meet, please look forward to my birthday present for you, Miharu-san.
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