After Being Betrayed by My Girlfriend, I Kiss Her Little Sister

Valentine (3)

“Kanta-kun?”

“Hah…”

I let out a sigh.

“If you want chocolate that badly, why don’t you go ask all those guys you love so much?”

“What are you talking about?”

“You’ve got plenty of them, right? Not just Kazuma Saito…but all of your rich sugar daddies as well.”

“……”

I don’t understand why she’s saying this to me now of all times.

For that Umi who has a high sense of pride to say, ‘Will you go out with me’? There is no way it’s not for her own benefit. Before, she spent most of her time with Saito. Now that he’s gone, she can’t do anything on her own. It also seems like our classmates have been slowly distancing themselves from her, so she probably feels like she’s out of options.

What’s wrong? Feeling lonely all of a sudden, Umi?

“……”

Just like Hina said, I think it’s best to ignore Umi.

If I get involved with her again, I might end up in trouble. If that happens, I’ll end up causing trouble for Hina too.

“That’s a terrible way to say it. Didn’t you used to love me, Kanata-kun?”

“……”

“I’m still waiting, you know. Just like back then, I’m still waiting for you.”

“I don’t know what you’re scheming, but I’ve already forgotten about you, Umi. It’s true that I liked you. Back then, I really did…but now, I hate you so much that I want to erase every memory I have with you.”

“…is it because of Hina? Hey, why are you so obsessed with her? Don’t you remember who dumped you? Have you forgotten…Kanata-kun?”

“I don’t know. That doesn’t matter. Let go of me.”

“…I can’t do that. I love you, Kanata-kun. I’m telling you right now…I love you. And yet you’re just going to ignore me and go running back to Hina?”

“That’s right.”

“…fine, fine. I’ll support your little pretend lover relationship. Good luck with it.”

“……”

I don’t care about her anymore.

It’s all in the past. There’s no need to remember it and hurt myself over it now.

Hina is here with me, and even Miki-san told me, ‘Make her happy’. So I won’t dwell on what happened back then. If I don’t let go, I won’t be able to move forward—

I’m going to spend the best year of my life with Hina.

That’s all that matters.

“Kanata~!”

“Whoa! Y-You surprised me…w-what’s wrong, Hina? Weren’t you talking with the girls in class?”

“Well, you didn’t come back right away~ What are you doing?”

“Nothing really…just walking around.”

“Is that so? Anyway, it’s almost time for PE, so let’s get changed! Hey, hey, let’s play volleyball! Volleyball!”

“Alright. Let’s go, let’s go~”

I hurry back to the classroom and take out a piece of chocolate from the shopping bag. I feel like Hina has put all of her love into making each and every one of it. It makes me feel embarrassed, but at the same time, I’m really happy.

They all look so delicious, I can’t resist.

“You’re going to eat one now?”

“Got to recharge on sugar before PE~”

“Yeah! That’s right.”

“I’m going to get changed, so wait for me here, okay?”

“Okay!”

I casually pat Hina’s head.

This is nice. This moment right now feels really nice.

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Then, at the gymnasium.

“See!? I’m pretty good at serving, right!?”

“Y-You just…hit the ball! Hina…!”

“Don’t be so amazed by my talent! One more time! Here I go!”

Hina has finally managed to get a serve right, the next step is to practice receiving. Hmm…

Hina, can you do it…?

Suddenly, I feel the urge to mess with her a little. As the ball comes flying, I shout,

“Hina! Receive!”

“Eh!? Eh!? Eehh!? H-How do I do that!? Eh!? Wait!”

Hina is totally flustered. Then—

Pon!

The sound of the ball landing on her head can be clearly heard.

She didn’t even try to spike or anything…how did she miss the ball?

Seriously, her athletic ability is just as bad as ever. She’s so cute…

“Ughh…suddenly going straight to receiving is impossible~!”

“Ahahaha!”

“Mohh~ Kanata, you’re so mean!!!”

“Sorry, sorry…I thought you’d be able to receive the ball at least.”

“You just told me, ‘Just do it like this! Swoosh!’ and now you’re saying you thought I could do it!?”

“You’re right… I did say, ‘Like this! Swoosh!’”

“See!? That explanation makes no sense!”

At that moment, a ball rolls over to me from the other side. I casually pick it up.

“Here.”

“Ah, thank you, Miyauchi-kun.”

“Good luck with your practice.”

“……”

For some reason, Kisaragi just stares at me.

What’s wrong? Is there something she wants to say to me?

Kisaragi just stands there, holding the ball.

“U-Umm…! Miyauchi-kun!”

“Yeah?”

“Can I…practice with you too?’

“Eh? Weren’t you practicing with your friends, Kisaragi…?”

“No…I was practicing alone.”

Did something happen? I thought they’re always together since Saito got expelled.

When I glance over at Umi…she is in the corner of the gym, playing with her phone.

“Hey, Fuyuko, want to join us too~? Ehehe!”

“I-Is that okay?”

“Of course! Teach me how to receive the ball! Kanata’s terrible at teaching~”

“Hey, come on~”

“Umm…M-Miki—”

“Just call me Hina!”

“Hina-chan…”

“Yeah!”

“I’m…not really good at receiving the ball either…”

“Eh?”

Seriously? Both of them?

“Kanata…umm…do I really have to do the ‘swoosh’ thing?”

“No, it’s more like this…!”

“Swoosh…!”

“Yes! That’s it!”

“……”

“Waah, Kanata you dummy! Fuyuko, let’s practice receiving together…”

“Y-Yes!”

“Ehh…that’s so mean, Hina.”

“Hmph!”

I think it’s better if the girls practice together, so I just quietly watch the two of them practicing.

“Here it comes, Fuyuko!”

“O-Okay…!”

Maybe it’s just my imagination, but…Kisaragi seems a little brighter now. When we ran into each other in the hallway earlier today…she looked a little lonely. But now she’s happily practicing with Hina. I guess it’s all good now.

Kisaragi looks completely different from before.

Actually, they’re doing better than I expected. Seems like I won’t be needed after all.

“Yes! I did it! I still have a long way to go though…”

“Hina-chan, you’re a quick learner.”

“Fuyuko, you’re doing great too! That last one was so close!”

“R-Really?”

“Yeah! Here I go~”

“Okay!”

“Ah!”

This must be what a normal school life feels like—

“……”

For some reason, Hina’s ball comes flying towards me.