After Becoming a Counselor for Girls, I Ended Up Producing a Lot of Potential Girlfriends Who Became Mentally Ill - Chapter 34

Chapter 34: The Existence of Kotomi is Quickly Exposed

“Did you not know? And yet, you decided to make your move,” she said.

“That’s right. You can tell just by looking at Seii-kun’s attitude. More than that, I took a gamble that our relationship might have changed during the long break. I didn’t expect it, but…”

I never thought it would come to this.

It might have been an over-analysis, but I didn’t expect to get caught in such a trap.

“Seii-kun is a bad guy! How could you have three different girls in less than a month? Was my trip with you just a meaningless act?” she yelled.

“No, that’s not what I meant,” I tried to explain.

“Then, you made vague responses to the others, just like you did with me, trying to hide the truth,” she accused.

“You hit a sore spot,” I said.

“I’m asking you directly, so of course I’ll press you!”

From another perspective, this was a clear case of being kept. It might not be something that’s liked.

For me, it was selective keeping. I thought it was fine and had stuck with it.

But the drawbacks were starting to show. Not choosing anyone could make everyone feel insecure.

“Because Kujo is here, you think it’s okay for one more person to join? I can’t accept that. I don’t like the idea of more rivals. I have zero intention of losing, but it will take up more of my time. In the end, I want to monopolize Seii-kun.”

Though Kotomi isn’t as blatant as that, Shizuku also has a yandere-like nature.

The long relationship with Shizuku has built something much greater than what I share with the other two.

It was because I had known Shizuku for so long that I thought I could lightly accept Kotomi’s presence.

But in truth, I shouldn’t have underestimated Shizuku.

“I know Seii-kun is acting as a consultant, and I understand that it’s inevitable for more girls to join. But I can’t lie to my feelings that are growing in my chest. I want you to understand that,” she said, her voice softer.

“Yeah, I might not be able to calm your feelings, but…” I trailed off.

“I want to see that person’s face. Can’t we do that?” she asked.

“I’m worried that something might happen with the other girl,” I replied.

She and Kujo had also been at odds. The chemistry between Kotomi, who silently and heavily closes in, and myself was an issue that could lead to trouble.

Kotomi herself was eagerly anticipating what would happen. I thought it would likely lead to trouble, but events like this were bound to happen sooner or later, no matter how much we delayed them.

The more we dragged it out, the more problematic it would become.

“Alright, let’s meet. But let’s wait a bit. I have some other business to take care of first,” I said.

“Then, I’ll kill time in the library until then. If you forget to call me, you know what will happen, right?” she warned.

Of course, I agreed, and she left. The reason she called was to address her concerns about Kotomi, the new force in the picture.

Next came Kujo.

After confirming the time, we decided to meet in an available classroom to talk.

After placing my bag, we started a standing conversation.

“You were late, weren’t you? Looks like you got your committee work mostly done,” she said.

“Sorry, a lot of things happened,” I responded.

“Oh? So there was something more important than me? A thief cat who ran off after you settled things with me, huh?” she teased.

“You seem to know who it is,” I said.

“It’s Shizuku, right? My instincts aren’t that dull. I figured you made excuses and took the first appointment,” she said.

So it was exposed.

“Well, Shizuku is my childhood friend. That probably made it easier for me to accommodate her. If it were another girl, I wouldn’t have forgiven it, even if I had to make a huge compromise,” I admitted.

“I appreciate your consideration,” she replied.

I gave a small sigh, and Kujo got to the point.

“The reason I called you here today is about Sasamoto,” she said.

“Oh, Sasamoto. The guy who was your ex-boyfriend, right?” I asked.

“You remember him? There’s a little rumor about him,” she continued.

Since Kujo had worked her way up to being the class president, she had become quite the information broker, able to notice even small changes in her surroundings.

“It seems the girl who had been attached to him was finally freed,” she said.

“So, you didn’t hear it directly from Sasamoto himself?” I asked.

“No. He probably wouldn’t tell me, and I didn’t want to hear it anyway,” she replied.

She continued, “Apparently, Sasamoto had his reasons for backing down.”

“Oh?” I raised an eyebrow.

“One day during winter break, a student who was at club activities saw something—” she began.

Here, Kujo explained how someone had dressed strangely to chase Sasamoto away, providing an objective description of the incident.

“It seems the person wearing sunglasses looked suspicious, so I asked about their characteristics. It was like an interrogation about the incident—height compared to Sasamoto, voice, speech style, and other physical traits. Even though each detail was vague, if you put them together, it was enough to reveal a person’s identity. That’s when I realized something.”

By this point, I could guess what she was about to say.

“Seiichiro-kun, you really go to great lengths, don’t you? Using violence to make your point—such a barbaric method,” she said.

It was completely exposed. This was the second time after Shizuku that my actions had been uncovered.