A Story About a Girl Who Took Life for Granted and Fell in Love With a Kind and Introverted Boy - Chapter 14.2

Then Kenji lowered his gaze and finally started to cry.

I immediately rubbed Kenji’s back and gently comforted him.

“…Thank you, Miyuki.”

Kenji said this to me with a trembling voice.

Seeing the tears falling from his eyes to the ground, my excitement reached its peak.

(I…I am needed by Kenji! Not my sister…but me!)

At that moment, I felt like a switch inside me clicked on.

(Still, I can’t forgive this…)

On my way home, anger toward my sister swirled in my chest.

(How could she make Kenji so sad? As a person, that’s just wrong…! I have to say something to my sister; I can’t let this go…)

…Knock, Knock.

After I got home, I immediately went to my sister’s room.

I knocked on the door and asked, “Are you in there, sis?”

“…”

But there was no response from inside. There was no sign that the door would open; it was just silent.

For a moment, I considered the possibility that the room was empty, but I had seen my sister’s shoes by the entrance. She was definitely in her room.

“…Sis, I’m coming in.”

After saying that, I turned the doorknob and entered the room. My sister was sitting on her bed, staring blankly at her smartphone.

“…”

She glanced at me for just a moment but quickly returned her gaze to her phone. This only fueled my anger.

“…Is it true, sis? That you’ve been deceiving Kenji?”

Without hesitation, I got straight to the point. But my sister remained silent.

“You don’t actually like Kenji…you made a false confession for fun with your friends, and you’ve been dating him for the last month…”

“…”

My sister didn’t say anything in response to my question. But I noticed her slightly nodding her head.

“…”

Seeing that made my anger boil over as the truth became clear.

I walked briskly up to my sister and…

Slap!!

I slapped her hard.

“Lowest!! You’re the lowest, sis!!”

“…”

“I never thought you could be such a person! I thought you were lazy and bold, but I didn’t think you would toy with someone’s feelings!!”

“…”

“Do you know how much Kenji has been hurt by this? How much he…how much…!!”

My whole body trembled with anger. Tears welled in my eyes, ready to spill over.

Her cheek turned red from the slap, but my sister remained silent.

“…”

Feeling that I had reached my limit, I decided to voice the feelings I had kept bottled up inside.

“…There’s something I’ve been hiding from you, sis.”

“…”

“The truth is, I have liked Kenji since the first time I met him. All this time.”

“…”

“But since you were dating Kenji, I kept that feeling deep inside. I believed Kenji liked you…and that you liked him too.”

“…”

“But if you didn’t really like Kenji…then I won’t hold back anymore.”

I turned my back and left the room. I called out to my sister over my shoulder.

“Don’t ever get close to ‘my’ Kenji again.”

“…”

Just before closing the door, I glanced back at my sister one last time.

The look on her face was filled with emptiness, and it burned into my memory.

…Bam!

As soon as I stepped out of the room, I couldn’t hold back my racing heart. I savored the excitement to my heart’s content.

(Finally…I finally slapped my sister! I slapped her!)

The negative emotions I had held inside erupted like magma from a volcano.

Goosebumps covered my body, and my breath grew heavy.

“…”

For a long time, I had envied my sister.

I hated her.

She was always lazy, careless, and seemed to take life lightly.

She had a foul mouth and a twisted personality; to be honest, she was my least favorite type of person.

But because her face was cute, she was always popular. I wanted to experience love too, but I could never compete with her. Even though I was better than her in studies and social standing, I could never win in love.

Why was it that I, the serious one, was not popular while my sloppy sister was? I always had that thought.

The peak of my envy and hatred was reached when my sister started dating Kenji.

She had gotten a boyfriend who was everything I idealized…my jealousy was unbearably stinging. I was always frustrated and couldn’t take it anymore.

So, deep down, I thought this.

“I wish they would break up.”

I wished that my sister would get what she deserved. I believed that I, who lived my life seriously, deserved happiness, and my sister should suffer for her carelessness. I thought that someday she would have to pay for taking life lightly.

“Heh, heh heh…”

In my excitement, I found myself smiling involuntarily.

Just before I closed the door, when I glanced back at my sister one last time, I saw the emptiness on her face, and I had a certain conviction.

My sister definitely had feelings for Kenji.

As Kenji said, it might have started as a lie, but now she must truly like him.

I could sense that through my intuition…my feelings. Otherwise, she couldn’t have that kind of expression. There was no way someone could look so sad and filled with emptiness.

It seemed like Kenji couldn’t trust her because of the trauma of being lied to, but I was her sister; I understood her to the point of hating her. She couldn’t make that expression unless she truly liked Kenji.

Look, look, sis. The consequences are coming back to you.

You’ve made Kenji hate you.

Serves you right, serves you right.

This is the price for living carelessly until now. I hope you get hurt badly enough that you can’t recover.

“…”

I feel nauseated at being such a small person who can’t wish for someone else’s happiness, but…I can’t turn back now.

Because a chance has come to me. The possibility of making Kenji mine has begun to sprout.

Then, I will definitely seize this opportunity. I won’t let it slip away.

Even if it means sacrificing my sister.