Mistaken for a Creator, the Sub-Heroineās Reverse Resentment
ā⦠Hey, wait.ā
As I was about to leave the classroom, Mary called out to me as if to say she wasnāt finished yet.
ā⦠Thereās nothing more to talk about, okay?ā
I stop and turn around. I wonder if she has anything more to say ⦠even though her scenario has already been ruined.
āAh Kotaro and I have no role to play anymore. Because the story is over ⦠with the unimaginable ābadā ending.ā
āIām glad youāre aware of thatā¦ā
Then what?
I didnāt understand what Mary wanted to say to me.
I had never seen her like this before. Usually, she uses a roundabout way, but what she wanted to say was clear and easy to understand⦠Now I really donāt understand what she means.
āDonāt be so baffled, ⦠I know what Iām talking about too, okay?ćThis is just a āmeanderā that has nothing to do with the story. If I had to give it a title, Iād say, letās see, ⦠āThe Reverse Resentment of a Subheroine Who Mistook Herself for a Creatorā.ā
Mary looks up.
Stuck on her face was a lurid cold smile.
It was not the usual smile, not a fearless smile, not a cunning fake smile.
It was the desperate smile of someone who has run out of options.
āMy bad play ended with all the characters being unhappy, though, didnāt it? But there is one happy person.ā
I was surprised to hear her say thatā¦
I knew what she was going to do.
āOh come on, youāve got to be kidding me⦠Just leave the scene like a grown up. Youāve already done your part, so just go away and be an honest to yourselfā¦ā
āNo, no. This is the last time Iām going to show you my work⦠I donāt think thereās any way Iām going to be more active than I am now in the story after this. Then let me leave my mark here.ā
Saying this, Mary instantly pressed closer to me.
She came so close that our skin was almost touching, and I, of course, retreated to run away. But she didnāt stop. She was coming closer and closer to me and wouldnāt let me go.
āIām not going to let you go, okay? Kotaro⦠canāt forgive you. I want Kotaro, who is the only happy person in my bad work, to be unhappy, too.ā
My back was already attached to the wall.
Mary-san restrained me with her hands on the wall. Itās a so-called kabedon situation, but ⦠I wanted her to stop because it was not at all thrilling.
It was bad ⦠I might have overdone it.
I may have pushed Mary too hard because of my outburst of dark emotions.
She was getting desperate.
She probably didnāt care about herself anymore. Her pride is broken, her position is gone, and her future is bleak.
She is like an āinvincible personā.
She has nothing to fear now. She can do whatever she wants.
āKotaro, letās be unhappy together, shall we? If everyone is unhappy, it will become normal. I, Ryoma, and Kirari are all equal, right? So, Iām going to make you unhappy ⦠and Iām going to bring Kotaro down to earth!ā
I break out in cold sweat.
The dusky black vindictiveness sent chills down my spine.
(Not good⦠Not good. Not good.)
I canāt stop. After all, I am only a mob character.
Iām a lesser person than the subheroine, so I canāt intervene in her will.
No matter what I said to Mary, she would not stop.
So there was nothing I could do.
āKotaroā¦I told you, didnāt I? If you donāt do what I want, Iāll do what you donāt want most.ā
ā⦠Stop it. Please, stop it.ā
āNo, I wonāt stop, okay? I want Kotaro to be unhappy with me, you know? I guess so⦠Yeah, Iāve decided. Iām going to interrupt Kotaro and Shihoās romantic comedy. Iām going to leave my mark on your story!ā
That was what I had feared the most.
That was the only thing I really wanted her to stop doing.
āNow, Iām going to give Kotaro a kiss ⦠hihihi, arenāt you happy? You must be so happy, arenāt you? I bet itāll be a memory that wonāt fade away, huh?ā
āItās ⦠your first time, too, you know?ā
āSo what? I donāt care anymore, as long as ⦠I can hurt Kotaro, thatās all that matters.ā
She takes another step forward.
Our noses were already touching each other. Every time she spoke, her breath hit my cheek and I felt sick.
But I couldnāt move. I was like a frog staring at a snake,⦠my legs cowering in fear.
I almost screamed out at the thought of what was to come.
After all, if Mary becomes my first partner here⦠Iām sure she wonāt disappear from my mind in the future.
āNihihihi. Itās nice⦠From now on, every time you kiss Shiho, every time you touch each other, Kotaro will remember me. You will suffer from the guilt of having betrayed Shiho. From the bottom of the heart, you wonāt be able to love Shiho! Unable to forgive yourself for betraying her, you become a pathetic mob character who denies yourself again!ā
Thatās right. Even if I wasnāt responsible ⦠no, even if Shiho forgave me for it, my heart would never forgive me.
I would be so overcome with regret that I would not be able to accept Shihoās love.
I will be tormented by the scars left by the girl Mary Parker for a long time to come.
āā¦Suck it up.ā
Mary smiles.
No, she laughs.
She was smiling with the same smile I was smiling a moment ago.
āKotaro is just like me, isnāt he? Letās live our lives as pathetic and miserable characters, filled with regret⦠If Shiho dumps you, come to me? It wouldnāt be bad for the two of us to lick each otherās wounds and live our lives together, would it? Letās continue to seek unfulfilled love together, while we scratch our chests with unfulfilled thoughts and resent each other for the rest of our lives⦠Thatās my revengeā¦ā
Is ⦠this a punishment?
Is it the cause and effect of my ridicule of others?
After all, I am a person who is useless without her.
(Is this as far as my romantic comedy goes�)
After all, Mary-san played with me and thatās the end of it.
Shiho⦠Iām sorry.
I may not be able to make you happy anymoreā¦
āāUsually, this would have been the way it was supposed to be broken up.
But there was no way she ⦠would have wanted that development.
āUfufu ⦠hey, what makes you think Iād allow that?ā
The clear voice echoes.
The cold air is blown in by a warm breeze.
It is as if the world, which had been dyed in gray, suddenly turns colorful.
Her appearance was so dramatic that it created such an illusion.
āNo, you canāt. Will you please not defile my lovely hero?ā
I huffed and looked up.
I shifted my face to dodge Maryās lips and looked at the entrance to the empty classroom.
There she was, after all.
āKotaro-kun, youāre going to be okay. Let me help you, alright?ā
Her gentle smile makes me almost cry.
Thatās right⦠this girl is always like this.
Sheās always there for me when Iām having a hard time, when Iām in pain, when I canāt help myselfā¦