After Reaching the Happy Ending, I Was Locked up by the Extremely Possessive Heroines I Had Conquered - Chapter 5.2: From a Shy Silver-Haired Girl to a Yandere

Chapter 5.2: From a Shy Silver-Haired Girl to a Yandere

From then on, Satori started sharing her stories with me.

Her tales were inspired by the island’s sea, animals, and gods, tinged with her loneliness and longing for the world beyond.

I listened intently and sketched scenes from her stories.

Sharing our visions was harder than expected. For instance, abstract concepts like the “Sea King” or “Sea Warrior” were completely off from what she imagined.

The path to making a picture book was tough. Her duties as a shrine maiden limited our time together, which didn’t help.

But we made steady progress.

One day, behind the shrine, Satori shared a new story.

It was about a girl bound to the island’s god who met a traveler. The traveler took her beyond the island.

Her voice carried both longing and a hint of sadness, revealing that her dream remained unchanged.

“Akira, turn this story into a book!”

After finishing the story, Satori pleaded earnestly.

It was her first request.

“Just once, I want to see the world outside the island.”

That wish was driving her now. I’d never seen her this motivated, not even in the game.

“Got it.”

I couldn’t fulfill her wish in reality, but I wanted to let her adventure freely in her stories. So, I poured my heart into drawing her dream.

Even if it meant becoming a chain that bound her to the island.

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But things in this world don’t always go as planned.

The Jindaiji family—specifically, Satori’s uncle—would never allow us to make a picture book.

One day, while we were discussing the book at the shrine, her uncle appeared behind us.

“Satori, what about your shrine maiden duties?”

His voice was ice-cold, and Satori’s shoulders trembled for a moment. Still, she clenched her fists and retorted.

“I finished today’s duties.”

“Don’t be ridiculous. A shrine maiden prays as long as time allows. You don’t have time to waste here.”

“But…”

“Satori, you’re the next head of the family. You don’t have time for childish games. Cut ties with that boy immediately.”

His piercing glare shot toward me.

The intensity made me want to look away, but I refused to lose, glaring back with all my might.

“Pray instead of wasting time with outsiders. That’s the Jindaiji family’s role.”

With that, he turned and left.

“…”

Satori glared silently at his retreating figure.

“…I’m sorry,” she muttered after he was gone.

“It’s fine. I’ll work on some drawings based on today’s ideas and show you next time.”

“…I’m sorry.”

“Don’t worry about it.”

I smiled, but inside, I was panicking. If this continued, Satori would lose hope in the island, and her desire to leave would grow stronger.

It was as if fate was guiding us toward the original story’s bad ending.

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And then came the turning point from the original story—the event where Satori, unable to suppress her longing for the outside world, resolved to escape.

At the top of the island’s lighthouse, Satori stared at the sea. All I could hear was the sound of waves crashing and her whispered wish: “I want to go beyond the island.”

“Satori!”

I shouted with all my might. Her eyes were fixed on the horizon—no, on the world beyond it.

She was here, yet not here, her heart already chasing the outside world.

I handed her a book.

“The picture book is done!”

Its title was:

‘The Adventure of the Snake Island Girl and the Traveler’

It told the story of a girl cursed by the Snake God, unable to leave the island, who met a traveler. The traveler showed her the wonders of the outside world and overcame obstacles to take her there.

In the story, after leaving the island, the girl saw countless sights, ate delicious foods, and had unique experiences. She and the traveler lived happily ever after.

The final page showed the girl and the traveler holding hands by the sea.

“This matches my vision perfectly.”

Flipping through the pages, Satori’s eyes sparkled with surprise and joy.

“What do you think? Your story’s finally complete, right? Our visions came together.”

“Yeah.”

Satori nodded slightly.

“Yeah, yeah, yeah!”

She hugged the book tightly, her face lit up with a happy smile.

Seeing her like that warmed my heart, and I gazed at the view from the lighthouse.

“This island’s full of things we don’t have. The list of what’s missing is endless.”

No game stores, no books, no smartphones, no signal. As someone from the modern world, it was a real inconvenience.

“Beyond that horizon, there’s probably endless possibility. You could get anything you want, do anything you want.”

In this day and age, the internet connects you to the world. “Anything’s possible” isn’t far from the truth.

“But we can live just fine here, you know. Even without the things we want or the latest entertainment, we can get through today, and tomorrow will come.”

“…”

“So, doesn’t that mean everything we truly need is already here?”

“Huh?”

Satori’s eyes widened in surprise.

“No smartphones, no manga, no games—things we don’t need. Everything essential for living is right here on this island.”

“So, how about we keep making picture books here, just a little longer?”

“Until you’re bored. If my drawings don’t match your vision, someone else can take over. Just a bit longer, here on this island—with me.”

I finished and slowly extended my hand.

Taking it meant staying on the island. Knowing her wish, it felt like a cruel choice.

“…Okay,” she murmured after staring into my eyes.

“But ‘a bit longer’ won’t do. If we’re doing this, it’s for life.”

Satori took my hand, gripping it firmly, as if declaring she’d never let go.

“There’s nothing missing! Nothing is missing!”

“Uh, yeah.”

“But this island has you, Akira. As long as you’re here, I’m okay.”

Holding the picture book to her breasts, Satori gave a faint smile.

And so, we avoided the original story’s bad ending.

Her uncle still nagged about her duties as a Jindaiji and shrine maiden, but Satori was no longer hurt by his words.

Brushing them off, she threw herself into making picture books.

The story reached a happy ending. Or so it seemed.

“Akira, why are you trying to leave? We promised to make picture books together forever.”

“We’ll live on this island until we die, making picture books together. That’s us.”

“When I become head of the Jindaiji family, we’ll build a house near the shrine. We can keep making picture books there forever, right?”

Satori had become a bit possessive. Not content with just making picture books, she was talking about building a house and shutting ourselves away—ideas I never expected from someone who once longed to leave the island.

Still, watching her tell stories with such joy was so charming that I wanted to see it forever.

And so, Satori Jindaiji was won over—and became a yandere.