All the Heroines Who Showed Their Overwhelming Emotions on Me Have Mentally Broken Down and Gone Insane, so Now My Only Choice Is to Pamper Them Endlessly to Avoid Total Chaos — Sweets Work Best on Lovesick Heroines

Chapter 20: Menhera Hell

He was dragged back inside the house and led to the living room by the four menhera women.

“Why is there a kitchen knife stuck in the sofa?”

“Various things happened…”

“Hmm. Whatever.”

Iori noticed the abandoned kitchen knife and yanked it out with a squelch, holding it in her right hand.

A school uniform and a kitchen knife. If she wore an apron over it, she might look like a trendy cooking high school girl, but with Iori, it only felt scary.

Besides, why was she still holding the kitchen knife…?

“Sit down there, Aotori-kun.”

“Yes…”

Senior Yami instructed him to sit on the sofa, so he lowered himself onto it. Kokoa and Iori sat on either side of him, while Tendo and Senior Yami stood in front.

As expected, there was no escape anywhere.

Four pairs of eyes focused intently on him.

“Now then, Aotori-kun. Shall we have you explain? What is this?”

Senior Yami opened her mouth.

“Aotori. Answer properly. Did you kiss Iori? Did you really?”

“We did. Kaname and I kissed.”

“I’m not asking Iori! Say it’s a lie, Aotori…”

“It’s not a lie. After all, Kaname didn’t dodge. He even let me put my tongue—”

“Stop it! I don’t want to hear! I don’t want to hear that…!”

Tendo screamed while plugging both ears.

Iori twisted her lips in satisfaction.

“Accept reality, Raimu. The one Kaname chose is me.”

“You think he chose you? Don’t talk nonsense.”

Senior Yami interjected.

“What misunderstanding are you having from such a one-sided kiss that ignored Aotori-kun’s will?”

“Are you panicking because you’re the oldest? How pathetic, Student Council President.”

“Oh? Trying to deflect with provocation—is that a sign of your own guilt?”

“Huh?”

Iori let out a low growl from deep in her throat.

A dangerous spark scattered between the two as they glared at each other.

“How pitiful. Deep down, you understand you’re not wanted, don’t you? Thinking that way makes even your reckless actions seem somewhat endearing.”

“I am wanted by Kaname…! We’re childhood friends…! We’ve been together since way back…!”

“Yes. You’ve been together since way back.”

Senior Yami smiled gracefully.

“And yet, Aotori-kun didn’t choose you, Ototsuka-san. Despite all that time, despite being together for years before, you still weren’t chosen. That is the answer, isn’t it?”

“No…!”

“If Aotori-kun truly wanted you, wouldn’t the two of you have been dating long ago? The fact that it didn’t happen—ah, so that’s what it means.”

“Shut up…!”

“Even the memories piled up over years, the bond of childhood friends—ultimately, they weren’t enough to move Aotori-kun’s heart. So you had no choice but to resort to that desperate, one-sided kiss. Am I wrong?”

“I’m telling you to shut up…!”

This is scary…

It felt like being caught between two lions.

Senior Yami laughed while tilting her chin up.

“And one more thing. You said I was panicking, Ototsuka-san, but what nonsense. The stage I’m on is already different from yours—from all of you.”

“Senior! Please don’t make things more complicated—”

He tried to stop her before she said something unnecessary.

But the deranged women were sharp. They seemed to sense the implication in Senior Yami’s words.

“Kaname, be quiet!”

“Onii-chan, be quiet.”

“…………”

He was silenced by the two beside him.

Only Tendo hung her head in silence.

As Iori and Kokoa focused on her, Senior Yami placed a hand dreamily on her cheek.

“Aotori-kun and I connected very deeply. We became one.”

“Connected…?”

“Became one…?”

“It was this morning. We embraced while naked.”

Ah, damn…!

She had said something unnecessary after all!

And she had embellished it to suit her convenience!

“What does that mean, Kaname? Explain.”

“Onii-chan. Is that true…?”

“Aotori-kun’s arm wrapped around my back… I can still vividly recall that warmth.”

“Hey, what does that mean, Kaname?”

“Answer properly. Depending on your response, it might be a double suicide.”

“I was so happy. He took my first time so gently.”

“This is weird, right? Not normal, right?”

“This can’t be true… My Onii-chan…”

His head felt like it might explode. With all three talking at once, he had no idea who to respond to or what to say.

Wait. Three…?

He noticed the inconsistency. There should have been four people here.

“…Ugh.”

When he turned his attention to the person in question, amid the three prattling away, he heard a small sob.

It came from Tendo.

The next instant, Tendo covered her face with both hands and dropped to her knees right there.

“Waaah…!”

She started crying loudly, without any shame or restraint.

“Nooo! No no no! Aotori is mine…! Why is everyone trying to steal Aotori from me…!”

Tendo pounded the floor.

But whether she cried or wailed, the others showed no mercy.

“That’s wrong. Aotori-kun is mine. We’ve already shared our bodies.”

“Onii-chan is mine, though.”

“Since when was Kaname Raimu’s? Do you think crying will get you comforted? That part of you is really…”

Ignoring the three’s remarks, Tendo crawled toward him across the floor.

She clung to his legs.

“Aotori is mine… All mine…!”

“Enough of this, Tendo-san. There’s no opening for you. Aotori-kun and I are already in an adult relationship.”

“You old hag…!”

“Oh? I don’t want to hear that from someone clinging to the title of childhood friend and wielding past memories as her only weapon.”

“You’ve been saying whatever you want since earlier…!”

“If you touch Onii-chan, you’re all my enemies.”

“Aotori! Look at me! Look only at me!”

“Let go, Tendo-san.”

“Kaname. Please, look only at me…”

“Onii-chan just needs to be with me.”

“No, he’s my Aotori-kun alone.”

“Mine!” “Mine!” “He’s mine!” “My Onii-chan!”

Someone pushed someone else; someone grabbed another’s hair.

On the sofa, his body was pulled left, right, up, and down, as the four women began grappling around him.

And the living room turned into a battlefield.

This is bad. It had become completely unmanageable.

If he tried to soothe one, another would fly into a rage.

If he gave sweetness to one, another would go mad with jealousy.

Individual handling wouldn’t work.

But if this continued, someone was sure to get hurt.

An injury might be manageable, but in the worst case, someone could die.

Iori had a kitchen knife. Someone might kill another, or someone might commit suicide. In a space where people attempted abductions, imprisonments, or forced double suicides, nothing would be surprising.

But what should he do?

How could he escape this menhera hell?

Keep giving sweetness?

He had reached his limit with that. Today had proved it.

In a situation with multiple people at once, sweetness only became poison.

He… He had to make a decision.

Not a stopgap, but a fundamental solution.

Something equal for all, something everyone could accept.

For that, he would need to—.

“Enough already…!”

He stood up from the sofa and shouted with all his might.

In that instant, the four who had been grappling froze in surprise.

“Every day, every day, because of you all, I can’t get a moment’s rest! At home, at school, no matter where I am, you chase me! My phone is buried in notifications! Zero privacy! What do you think my life is…!”

Tendo, Iori, Kokoa, and Senior Yami each started to open their mouths.

“Wait! Don’t say anything! All of you, shut up and listen to me!”

If he gave them even a moment’s opening, they would run wild immediately.

“But I get it. I know you all like me tremendously. I’m honestly happy to receive that affection.”

That was his true feeling. No matter how crazy or twisted they were, he could not bring himself to deny the feelings themselves.

It was just that everyone’s way of expressing emotions was off.

“So—”

After a short breath, he voiced his decision.

“I promise to date one of you by the time we graduate high school.”

“Eh!?”

“But there’s a condition for that.”

The four pairs of eyes focused on him.