Betraying My Perfect and Beautiful Childhood Fiancée, I Fell in Love With My Devilish and Naughty Older Sister - Chapter 2 - Chiharu Maria

Chapter 2 – Chiharu Maria

If there is such a thing as an ideal fiance, it might be Aika.

She’s beautiful, she’s kind, she’s my childhood friend, she understands me better than anyone else. And she says she loves me and dotes on me.

However—

All of a sudden, Aika, walking next to me, hugged my arm. Just like lovers would.

The soft parts of Aika’s body were pressed against my arm.

“A-Aika…! People are watching.”

“It doesn’t matter. Rather, I have to show everyone that Hayato-kun is mine.”

Fufu, Aika giggled mischievously and looked at me with her sparkling blue eyes.

Aika is a pure Japanese beauty with long black hair, but her eye color is exotic.

This is because Aika’s mother is half-Japanese, meaning that Aika has a quarter of foreign heritage.

It is said that Aika’s mother was an extraordinarily beautiful woman with an exceptional figure, and she was the former wife of the head of the Amahashi family.

Perhaps inherited from her mother, Aika herself is also well developed—

“Ah, Hayato-kun. You just thought of something naughty, didn’t you?♪”

“N-No…”

“Liar. You thought that my breasts were big.”

I couldn’t help but be aware of it because she’s burying my arm in her cleavage.

I think she has big breasts for a 15-year-old girl in her first year of high school. Of course, there’s no real basis for comparison though.

I’ve never had a girlfriend.

It’s not that I wasn’t popular with girls (or so I’d like to think), but Aika was always by my side…

As long as my fiance Aika is around, no one will want to go out with me.

There’s no girl in the same school who’s cuter than Aika’s. Considering her personality and specs, they would think it unrealistic to fight with Aika over me.

At least, that’s what I would think if I were a girl. Aika openly expresses her love for me—On the contrary, I don’t think I’m worthy of being loved by Aika.

Aika and I are engaged, but our relationship is a little different from that of a boyfriend or girlfriend or lovers.

We’re just childhood friends who have been determined to be married for a long time.

Aika says she likes me, but does she really “like” me as a member of the opposite sex?

Aika hugged my arms more and more tightly with both her hands and touched them as if they were very important.

“If it’s Hayato-kun—I don’t mind if Hayato-kun gets naughty with me.”

“Y-You shouldn’t make comments like that at school because someone might misunderstand.”

When I said this in a reserved manner, Aika tilted her head.

“Misunderstand? I don’t think there’s anything to misunderstand. Now that we’re in high school, I can take the next step with Hayato-kun. In other words, like…kissing.”

Aika blushed as if she was embarrassed and looked up at me expectantly. When she said it like that, I felt embarrassed too.

People treat us like we’re lovebirds, but we’ve never kissed.

I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t moved by the thought of kissing such a pretty girl—On top of that, she openly says she likes me. But…

I don’t have the resolve to do that. Do I really love Aika?

If things continue to go well, I’m sure I’ll marry Aika after I graduate from university.

I would then take over the Hashiro family and eventually become the head of the Hashiro Group. Aika will then give birth to a child who will be the next successor to the Hashiro and Amahashi family.

She’s my predetermined fiance chosen by my parents. And that’s the path my parents have set me on. If I go down that road, I’m sure I’ll have a life that’s the envy of everyone around me.

Kissing Aika is just one of the small steps along the way.

If I hadn’t met that person at that time, I would have taken that smooth sailing path—A path filled with illusion. 

But then I met her…

Just outside the school gates. The road was still lined with cherry blossom trees.

She was in the middle of it, looking up at the cherry blossoms. 

Her profile was so beautiful that I became speechless.

Her hair was long and red, her eyes were blue, and her skin was translucent white.

She was a mysterious, beautiful girl, and even though she was wearing the sailor uniform of our school, she looked like a goddess from some distant planet.

When she turned around, she had a slightly sad look on her face. I didn’t know what that expression meant at the time.

“Beneath the cherry tree lies a corpse. An imaginative corpse, whose origin remains completely elusive, is now melded with the cherry tree as if one. No matter how much you shake your head, it refuses to let go.”

She said this as if singing.

“… A short story by Kajii Motojirou?”

I couldn’t help but respond.

The red-haired, blue-eyed girl giggled.

“You’re right. You look cuter in person than in your picture, Hashiro Hayato-kun.”

After saying that, she brought her face closer to me.

Her stunningly neat face was up very close and personal. A feminine, yet fresh scent wafted through the air and my heart skipped a beat.

“Well, I am indeed Hashiro Hayato. But you are…?”

“I am someone with whom you have a close relationship. My name is Chiharu Maria.”

In a really beautiful clear voice, she told me her name.