After Reaching the Happy Ending, I Was Locked up by the Extremely Possessive Heroines I Had Conquered - Chapter 13.2: I Got Tempted on the Bed by a Scheming Junior

Chapter 13.2: I Got Tempted on the Bed by a Scheming Junior

Having a space that preserved privacy was extremely important. There was a world of difference between having it and not. Being constantly exposed to someone’s gaze was more stressful than I had imagined.

I had experienced that fact to my heart’s content during the confinement life.

We passed several children in the hallway and finally reached the destination.

In front of the door with a nameplate that read “Watarase,” she turned back and said,

“This is my room.”

“Huh.”

When she opened the door, a six-mat space spread out in my view. The room had a bed, desk, and closet in a standard layout.

The one difference was that the walls were covered in photos.

“…”

The “walls” here were not like an otaku pasting anime posters.

They were so densely packed with photos of one person that they could pass for wallpaper.

“…”

And that person went without saying: it was me.

“What are these photos?”

“It’s my fan activities.”

“That’s not an answer at all…”

What on earth was going on?

Why were photos of my face covering the entire wall?

It was baffling. Even more baffling was that I had no recollection of any of these photos.

At a stretch, I could understand if they were two-shots we took together. But most of the photos in my view were clearly candid shots.

For example, there were pictures of me eating, coming out of the toilet, and even soaking in the bath.

I had to say they had a very strong criminal vibe.

“So you secretly took these?”

“It’s my fan activities, fan activities.”

“You think that covers it?”

I could not tell if she was joking or serious. Either was possible, so it was hard to say.

I just wanted to know the 5W1H of when, where, and how she took them.

“The details don’t matter, right? I just can’t sleep peacefully unless I’m surrounded by the person I like.”

She muttered that and sat on the bed. She patted the spot next to her, gesturing for me to sit, and said,

“If Senpai would just take me as his bride, I wouldn’t need to borrow the facility’s cameras and paste up photos, you know?”

She said it in a voice so syrupy sweet it was almost deliberate.

“Did you just confess to a crime?”

“It’s my fan activities.”

“No, even the courts wouldn’t allow–”

“It’s my fan activities?”

This was hopeless. We were not communicating.

“More importantly, sit down already. Ah, a little closer here.”

When I sat a bit away, she patted the spot next to her with a dissatisfied look. That gesture was incredibly cute, but the backdrop of my photos made it somehow complicated.

“At that distance, I can’t rest my head on you.”

Realizing I was not moving, Toa puffed out her cheeks and slid closer. A sweet scent wafted over, forcing me to become aware of her presence whether I wanted to or not.

The whole room was filled with Toa’s scent, making my thoughts a jumbled mess.

“Senpai.”

She rested her head on my shoulder and whispered in a sweet voice. Because our bodies were so close, I could even hear her heartbeat.

It pounded wildly, and only the sound of the rain outside and her heartbeat filled my ears.

It felt like there were just the two of us in the world. Right at the moment I was about to fall into that illusion–,

there was a knock-knock on the door.

“Toa-chan, this is bad! It’s leaking again!”

A black-haired girl peeked through the door crack. She was about ten years old. Her eyes held curiosity and wariness as she stared intently at me.

“Toa-chan’s boyfriend?”

The girl glanced at me and tilted her head.

“That’s right. As expected of Akari-chan.”

“No, it’s not.”

I denied it immediately, and she gave me a dissatisfied sidelong glare.

Toa patted the head of the girl who had run over and smiled brightly as she said,

“Senpai is my special person.”

“So he is her boyfriend~”

“No, he’s not.”

When I denied it again, this time the girl gave me a dubious, somewhat suspicious look.

Why did it feel like I was the one being blamed?

Just as I thought that, the girl hopped onto the bed with a bounce and thrust her face close to mine.

And with innocent eyes, she declared,

“He really is a cheater~”

“A cheater?!”

“You’re going out with Toa-chan, but you switch girls every day like a total cheater~”

Every day? Girls? Switching them? A cheater?

“Hey, Toa.”

“What is it, Senpai?”

Toa tilted her head with a beaming smile. In a tone like I was grilling her, I said,

“You fed her some weird ideas, didn’t you?”

“What do you mean?”

It seemed she planned to play innocent.

I could not help but wonder what words Toa was whispering to the kids in this facility.

But first, I needed to correct this firmly.

“Akari-chan, right?”

“Yep!”

I turned to the girl and gave her a serious look. And I denied it right away.

“I’m not going out with anyone, and I’m not cheating on anyone.”

“But earlier, you two had such a lovey-dovey vibe. You’re lying about not dating~”

“Right?”

“Hey, Toa.”

“Right?”

They looked at each other and nodded in agreement.

This was beyond being outnumbered. It was the moment I truly felt this was Toa’s home turf.

“Cheating is bad, right~”

“Right~”