I Don’t Like Endings Where the Person who Cheats Gets Forgiven, so I Will not Forgive Her - Chapter 25

One Step Closer

Yukina’s POV

I just returned home after following Setsuna on her date with Yukito.

“I…what am I doing?”

Those words slip out of my mouth.

I’m now in my dark room, dimly illuminated by the light from outside.

Ironically, I got the information about Setsuna and Yukito’s date from their late-night conversation on the phone last night.

Setsuna and Yukito have been talking on the phone every day since that day.

It’s easy to imagine that today too, they will be happily reminiscing about their date.

Their cheerful conversations…

They held hands when they were leaving the movie theatre.

At the arcade, they were having so much fun together, and Yukito even gave Setsuna a present.

They also took purikura together.

After they took purikura, there seemed to be a strange atmosphere between them, but even that looked oddly sweet.

I couldn’t bear it any longer, so I ran away and rush back home.

It seems like Setsuna will come home late today, probably she will have dinner together with Yukito.

“Hah…”

I know that I will feel this way when I started following them.

But still, I couldn’t hold myself back.

I’m now alone, kneeling down in my dark room, with this muddy and hazy feeling swirling around in my heart.

…lonely.

…painful.

…sad.

It’s all my fault for betraying Yukito.

It’s all my fault to cheat on Yukito.

It’s all my fault that it turned out this way.

I feel inferior to Yukito, who is mature and perfect in every way, and instead of trying to improve myself so that I can stand beside Yukito, I chose the easy way.

This is the consequences of my actions.

I’m such a selfish person who gets excited by Yukito’s jealous and sad expression, fulfilling my own need for approval by pampering senpai.

“Yukito, can you hear me?”

‘Yeah, I can hear you. Setsuna.’

“Hmm!?”

My body is trembling, I almost let out a scream, but I managed to hold it back just in time.

They seem to be talking on the phone again today, just like always.

“Yukito, thank you for today. Thank you for watching the movie with me as my reward.”

‘No, I should be the one thanking you. I had a great time with you, Setsuna.’

“I’m glad to hear that. Of course, I had a great time too.”

Their conversation faintly reaches my ears.

I can’t help but keep listening to them.

The two of them continue talking about the movie and the stuffed animal Setsuna got as a present from Yukito.

“If only this teddy bear were Yukito…”

‘Well, umm…’

“But if Yukito were here, I’d might end up kissing you on the cheek like when we took the purikura together…fufufu, just kidding.”

…eh?

It’s as if the time has stopped.

My mind goes blank and I can’t think of anything.

‘T-That’s…’

“Ehehe, sorry for putting you on the spot. But someday, instead of just on the cheek, let’s have a real kiss, okay? For now, I’ll wait patiently until you get your feelings sorted out, Yukito.”

‘…yeah.’

As I gradually begin to understand the meaning behind Yukito’s response, my body becomes colder and tears start to fall.

No, I don’t want that, I hate that, no, I don’t want that, I hate that, no, I don’t want that, I hate that, no, I don’t want that, I hate that, no, I don’t want that, I hate that, no, I don’t want that, I hate that, no, I don’t want that, I hate that, no, I don’t want that, I hate that, no, I don’t want that, I hate that, no, I don’t want that, I hate that, no, I don’t want that, I hate that, no, I don’t want that, I hate that, no, I don’t want that, I hate that, no, I don’t want that, I hate that.

I can’t help but imagine Setsuna and Yukito kissing, then doing various things after that.

No matter how hard I try to not think about it, I can’t.

Even though I know that I shouldn’t scratch my head and shed tears because I’ve done more than just a kiss with senpai, I can’t help it!

There is a huge hole in my heart, it won’t close no matter what.

Yukito must have suffered more than me, but yet, I’m so weak and miserable that I can’t even bear this.

I’m such a selfish person…

I slowly reach out my trembling hand for my smartphone.

…n-no, I can’t!

I stop myself and throw the phone away.

I mustn’t think about that.

…I can’t take it anymore. I want to escape, it’s so painful.