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

Chapter 59.1: This Is the Real Proposal

When we stepped off the shinkansen, even though the handcuffs were gone, I could still feel their weight on my left wrist as I held Satori’s hand and headed for the ticket gate.

She had originally planned not to take them off at all, but if we had walked through Tokyo Station like that, we would have become the center of attention in an instant.

Depending on the situation, it wouldn’t have been strange if the police had stopped us for questioning.

After I desperately explained the risk, she finally set me free—for just a moment.

That said, there was no way Satori would simply trust my words. She removed the handcuffs, but in exchange she imposed one condition: we had to keep holding hands no matter what.

Never let go. It was a pretty strict rule, but compared to handcuffs it was far better.

If we were just holding hands, we looked like any ordinary couple. It was embarrassing, but only embarrassing—that was something to be grateful for.

After we passed through the gate, I stopped Satori from immediately buying return tickets and decided to call Toa.

“Hello, Toa?”

“Hello, is that you, Senpai?”

Toa picked up on the very first ring.

It was the first time I had ever called her, yet she answered so quickly.

She must have been waiting for my call.

Keeping it short, I got to the point.

“We just arrived at Tokyo Station. I want to meet up—where are you right now?”

“I’m relaxing in a café inside the station. Should I head toward the gates?”

“No, there are too many people there and it’s hard to find each other. How about we meet outside instead?”

“Akira, outside is no good.”

As soon as I tried to change the plan while still on the phone, Satori immediately called me out.

“Outside is no good.”

“Ah—yeah, got it. Actually, outside is definitely the best place to meet, right? It has to be outside, yeah? Okay, got it.”

“Akira?”

Satori’s stare was terrifying, but I somehow managed to arrange to meet outside.

When I hung up, a pair of handcuffs appeared in my field of vision.

“I told you no.”

“It can’t be helped. With this many people, there’s no other way.”

“But…”

Tokyo Station had an incomparable number of people.

Not just businessmen in suits, but tourists dragging carry-on suitcases and foreigners too—it felt just like an airport.

There were so many people that if you didn’t stick to the side, you’d bump into someone.

Just standing there made you an obstacle. Tokyo really was scary.

“It’ll be fine. We’re still holding hands, so even if we go outside there’s no worry I’ll run away.”

“…I don’t trust you.”

“Trust yourself, at least. Even if I tried to run, you’d definitely come catch me, right? There’s nothing to worry about.”

“That’s obvious.”

I didn’t know what exactly was obvious, but I wished she’d have more confidence in her tracking skills.

I was the one who got caught so easily, so I could say that with certainty.

“…Fine. It annoys me that I’m letting you sweet-talk me, but we can go outside just for a moment. But the second we meet up with the others, we’re going home, okay?”

“Alright, let’s go.”

Feeling elated now that she’d agreed, I pulled Satori by the hand and stepped out of the station building.

When we reached the plaza at the Marunouchi central entrance of Tokyo Station, it was overflowing with even more people than I had imagined.

Yet the atmosphere felt different from inside the station—it was almost like a holy place for couples.

Couples holding hands, leaning close, sharing the same view, looking so lovingly at each other.

There weren’t just one or two pairs—dozens of couples were filling the whole plaza with a special kind of air.

Standing in a place like that, holding hands like a real couple, we turned around and looked up at the building.

“—!”

The sight instantly stole my breath.

The red-brick outer walls stretching north and south. The retro yet majestic structure was the symbol of Tokyo Station, a building that carried history.

Behind it, skyscrapers towered high, reflecting light and creating a striking contrast.

But what stood out most was the orange lighting that illuminated the station building.

Warm light bathed the heavy, solemn structure, giving it a dreamy atmosphere.

The surrounding high-rises felt like the near future, while the station alone seemed to have slipped back in time—it was truly the crystallization of past and future.

“…Pretty.”

Satori murmured while staring up at it.

Maybe from excitement, her grip on my hand grew stronger, and I could feel heat spreading through my palm.

“So there are pretty places like this in Tokyo.”

“There are tons more. Not just in Tokyo—this country is full of breathtaking views you’d never believe.”

I tightened my grip as well and steeled myself inside.

I still hadn’t met up with Toa and Mahiru yet, but rather than waiting for them, this moment—right now—was the time to say it.

Because Satori was moved right now, my words might actually reach her.

So I took a slow breath and turned to face her.

“Satori—I have something to tell you.”

She widened her eyes at that.

“It’s important. It’s an important talk about our future.”