A Twisted Introvert loner Like Me, Mentally Wrecked One-Sidedly due to Love, Throws Away the Love Letter Sent by the foremost School's Beauty, Leading to an Unwanted Romantic Comedy

Chapter 16: The reason for tearing up 2

“…I’m not crying.”

“No, no, no, come on, that’s really pushing it already! Uh, eh, wait, what do I do… Here, it’s all I have.”

I pulled a tissue from my school bag and gently offered it to Hiiragi. But she didn’t even look at it, and just kept glaring at me.

“…You must have been disappointed in me.”

“Huh? Eh? On what?”

“…For losing my cool and snapping up at Sumire. You might have thought, ‘what is this doing all of a sudden’, didn’t you?”

“Aah… nope, it’s not like I really thought that.”

“Lies… I can see it written all over your face.”

Eh, no way~. Really~? Saying that when I touched my face dramatically, trying to lighten the mood, but Hiiragi didn’t even crack a smile.

It was awkward and also uncomfortable.

“Say, Kazari… Did I do something I shouldn’t have?”

“………………”

Hearing that question coming from the tear-filled Hiiragi, I can’t answer with anything but silence.

If I judged without emotion, I could say Hiiragi’s actions were incorrect.

Acting out of anger doesn’t solve anything; Rather, there is a chance that it can make things even worse.

However, as a person, as Katase’s friend… she was right. After all, getting angry for someone else’s sake isn’t an easy task in the first place.

She was indeed wrong but right as well.

Right now, reading the atmosphere and saying she wasn’t wrong would actually be the safest bet here. But it’s kind of frustrating on how I can’t just do that… Sometimes, I kind of get complex over the troublesome personality I have.

“Please, please tell me… Was I wrong there? Was I bad?”

“… Rather, what do you think of it yourself?”

“……………… I think I was, not wrong.”

When I asked her back, Hiiragi bit her lip slightly and then, in a strained voice, forced those words out.

That single sentence broke the dam of emotions which was holding her back until now.

“…I haven’t done anything wrong… I haven’t done anything wrong, yet, then why am I the one who gets portrayed bad… Is it wrong to help my friend in need? Is that so strange?”

“………………”

“Why… why can Sayo keep saying she’s fine after everything she went and is still going through… doesn’t that, ….doesn’t that make me look like an idiot instead…”

Hiiragi’s let out a small cry of pain from the depth of her heart. The tears she had held back for so long, began to flow down her cheeks, without a stop.

She believed what she did was right, but no one around her seemed to agree. Worse, even Katase seemed to reject her actions… That’s probably what Hiiragi understood things as they were right now.

Katase’s ‘I don’t want to make you worry’ or ‘I don’t want to cause you any trouble’, those feeling was getting expressed in the word “I’m fine.” Even Hiiragi should know that.

Even though she understands that she made up in her mind that, …. she was rejected.

Why do emotions refuse to cooperate with the brain when it matters most…

As I watched Hiiragi wipe her tears with the tissue I’d gave her, I opened my mouth to speak, breaking the heavy atmosphere.

“…If you believe you’re right, then you are. You don’t need anyone else’s approval… So, hold your head and chest high.”

[TL: This advice is not for everyone.]

“……………… Un.”

Leaving it to Hiiragi, rather than taking responsibility myself. If she thinks she’s right, then so be it… That’s all I can say given the complicated and troublesome personality I got.

But, if my clumsy words could even slightly ease her negative feelings… then it was worth saying that, I think.

“”………………””

The purpose of our conversation was fulfilled. I dislike awkward situations, so there was no reason for me to stay anymore.

Yet I stayed and didn’t leave my seat.

Let’s stay until Hiiragi had calmed down a bit.

Because my whimsical emotions refused to let my brain’s rationality take over.