After Reaching the Happy Ending, I Was Locked up by the Extremely Possessive Heroines I Had Conquered

Chapter 1.2: I Reached the Ending, So I’m Moving to the City

Despite it being summer vacation, she wore her usual school uniform—a white shirt and navy skirt. But she clearly had no regard for school rules, with her skirt shortened and the top button undone, revealing her collarbone.

Tearing my eyes away from that alluring sight, I hid my fluster and asked, “Toa? What are you doing here so early?”

“Hehe, just a coincidence,” she said with a giggle, stepping closer. “What, did you think I got lonely and came to see you or something?”

As she spoke, her finger brushed my chest, making my heart skip a beat.

Even though she was just teasing, it felt like I was chained down…

“No way,” I shot back sharply.

“Maybe there is a way,” Toa said with a soft laugh, stepping in front of me and clasping her hands behind her back.

“So, what’s up with the port?”

“Just felt like taking a walk,” I said.

“You don’t usually leave the house much. Something up?” she pressed casually.

I wasn’t doing anything shady, but explaining felt like a hassle, so I brushed it off.

“Well, summer vacation’s almost over, so I thought I should have some fun.”

“Fun? If you want to have fun, I can play with you, you know,” she teased.

“You mean tease, not play,” I retorted.

Even now, she subtly grabbed my arm, pressing her breasts against me while gazing up at me. All I could see was her enjoying my discomfort.

“How about we go have fun together now?” she suggested.

“Sorry, I’ve got some stuff to do today.”

“…Hmph,” she huffed.

For a split second, her voice sharpened, and her grip on my arm tightened.

“Fine. I trust you, senpai,” she said with a charming smile, though her eyes held a fierce intensity. “After all, you promised you wouldn’t abandon me, right?”

She let go of my arm abruptly, her movements light, as if nothing had happened. But her eyes never wavered.

“Senpai!” she suddenly chirped, her voice bright, as if confirming something.

“You’ll stay my senpai forever and ever, right?”

In that moment, her expression was identical to the one from a few days ago—when I held her, tears streaming down her face, under the moonlight at the shrine.

It was a fragile, anxious look, like she might break.

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Lately, my junior’s been acting a bit strange.

Toa was always the cunning, devilish junior type. When we first met, she was friendly on the surface but kept a certain distance, like she didn’t fully trust me.

She believed in no one but herself. No parents, no allies, no one to rely on. So she maintained a detached relationship with everyone. That was Toa.

At the very least, heavy words like “forever,” “abandon,” or “my senpai” weren’t part of her usual vocabulary.

It’s probably because I forced the all-saved ending that she’s become slightly dependent. Just a little, though, so it’s probably fine. Maybe.

Regrouping, I headed toward the ferry dock.

Descending the hill, I walked straight along the coast. Soon, my destination came into view.

The ferry dock was a concrete building, slightly faded from the sea breeze but surprisingly clean inside, as it was the island’s gateway.

At the glass ticket counter, a timetable and destination board were posted. I checked the destinations.

“…”

So, Tosa at 9 a.m. and 5 p.m.

It seemed there were only two ferries a day, and since one had already departed, only the 5 p.m. ferry remained for today.

I wasn’t planning to leave the island right away, but the sooner I acted, the better.

Tosa likely meant Kochi Prefecture, and getting to Tokyo from there would be tough. Shikoku probably didn’t have a bullet train, and I wasn’t even sure about regular trains.

More fundamentally, this was a game world. It wasn’t certain if places beyond Black Tide Island even existed. There were countless things to confirm.

Alright! I’ll try leaving the island.

Resolved, I approached the ticket counter. A sunburned man sat there, bored, reading a newspaper.

“Excuse me! One ticket for tomorrow’s Tosa ferry, please.”

The man looked up from his newspaper and silently handed me a ticket.

“Five hundred yen,” he said gruffly.

I quickly pulled coins from my wallet, took the ticket, and stared at it.

It was easier to get than I expected. Tomorrow morning, I’d leave the island.

For a moment, the faces of the three heroines flashed in my mind, but I shook my head and left the ferry dock.

From now on, I’d live my second life—not as the protagonist Akira Akiyoshi, but as myself.

Imagining that future, a smile naturally spread across my face. My first step toward Tokyo—no, toward my dream.

Leaving the ferry dock, I climbed the hill.

The sea sparkled in the sunlight on my way back, as if celebrating my departure. The sea breeze brushed my cheeks, and the cries of seagulls echoed gently.

And so, I took my first step.

But I didn’t know then.

I didn’t know that a heroine—worse, the main heroine, Satori—had seen me buying the ticket.

“Akira, why are you leaving me?”

“Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why?”