After Reaching the Happy Ending, I Was Locked up by the Extremely Possessive Heroines I Had Conquered - Chapter 59.2: This Is the Real Proposal

Chapter 59.2: This Is the Real Proposal

I was just desperately dealing with what was in front of me—saving them, reaching a happy ending. That was all I thought about.

Things like the future, dreams, what came next—I figured I’d think about those after saving the three of them. And indeed, after that, the future was pretty much all I thought about.

But neither extreme was right.

They were important to me, and my dreams were important to me too. I could never give up either one.

That’s why I reached out with my free hand.

“…………………”

I boldly held it out to her as she stared at me in confusion.

“Hey, Satori—will185 you live with me in Tokyo?”

“……………………”

She said nothing.

She just kept silently staring at me.

“…Maybe I said it wrong. It’s not just Tokyo. For the rest of my life, I want to be with you forever, Satori.”

“…………………”

“You can take it as a proposal if you want. It’s up to you how you interpret it, but that’s definitely what I mean.”

To be honest, things like marriage or dating or whatever came after still didn’t feel real to me.

But if I wanted to clearly express my feelings, those were the best words.

Any other words wouldn’t have worked.

“Of course ‘forever’ means until we die, okay? I won’t leave halfway or take it back. I promise. We’ll always be together.”

She still stayed silent.

Yet my words seemed to reach her—every time I spoke, her eyes wavered.

What was she thinking as she looked at me with those eyes?

I didn’t know. I didn’t know, but right now all I could do was tell her how I felt.

Just let the overflowing words, the flood of emotions, pour out as they were.

“…………………………………………Marriage.”

After a long silence—

Just as I was about to speak again, she suddenly whispered.

“…………………………………………Marriage!”

“Huh?”

When I reflexively asked her to repeat it, Satori stepped right up to me.

Our noses were almost touching. She looked straight into my eyes with fierce determination and said it again, as if to make absolutely sure.

“Promise me we’ll get married.”

“You mean engagement?”

“No, engagements can be broken, so that’s no good. We have to actually get married. I won’t trust you otherwise. Words alone aren’t enough—I need the official paperwork.”

“Marriage right away is a bit—”

“If you can’t, I’m going home.”

“That’s—”

“You don’t understand at all. You really don’t understand.”

She sounded frustrated as she spoke to me while I hesitated.

“You don’t understand at all! How anxious I am. How much of a coward I am.”

“A coward?”

That didn’t seem possible. Satori was supposed to be the bravest girl of all.

And yet…

“!?!”

Her hands were trembling. Tears welled in her eyes, and her face looked like she was about to cry any second.

Even so, her voice shook as she slowly poured out her feelings.

“You know, I can’t live without you, Akira. Going outside without you is scary. Talking to other people without you is scary. I can’t sleep at night without you. I can’t go on living without you. I need you. Akira, Akira, Akira, Akira, Akira, Akira, Akira, Akira, Akira, Akira, Akira, Akira, Akira, Akira, Akira, Akira, Akira, Akira, Akira, Akira, Akira, Akira, Akira, Akira, Akira, Akira, Akira, Akira, Akira, Akira, Akira, Akira…”

Tears filled her eyes as she repeated my name over and over. The desperate way she cried it out broke my heart.

Was it fear, or was it love?

Honestly, I couldn’t tell. The emotions were so strong and heavy that I couldn’t grasp them clearly.

“——!”

Even so, I understood one thing—she was anxious.

She was so anxious she couldn’t stand it, so she wanted to keep me close.

That’s why she confined me, installed cameras, and chased me all the way here.

And the one making her anxious was none other than me.

Because of me, she became anxious and ended up confining me.

If that was the case, everything was my fault, and the only one who could ease her anxiety was me.

—A way to stop making Satori anxious.

I didn’t even need to think about it.

To accept all her anxiety, all her feelings, there was only one thing left to say.

The one thing in the world that could remove her anxiety.

A proposal—and a confession of love.

“Satori.”

“—Let’s get married.”

I wrapped both her hands in mine.

I looked her straight in the eyes, said the words of proposal, and slowly brought my face closer—

“M—!?”

I pressed my lips against her trembling ones.

It was just a light touch, a short kiss, but that was surely enough.

As long as my feelings reached her, that was all I needed.

“Nmu—!”

The moment that felt like eternity ended, and we pulled apart.

My heart pounded wildly, I was out of breath, and my whole body felt like it was boiling. If there had been a mirror, my face would surely have been bright red like a boiled octopus.

Satori looked the same—her face flushed crimson, unable to hide her confusion.

“K-k-k-k-k-k-k-k-k-k-k-k-k-k-k-k-k-k-k-k-k-kiss!?”

“It’s not our first, right?”

“B-b-b-b-but! It’s the first time from you, Akira!”

“That’s how serious I am.”

I hoped my true feelings had gotten through to her…

“But it’s you, Akira?”

Apparently she still doubted me even now.

“Which Akira?”

“The type who tries to run away the moment he gets the chance.”