I Just Wanted a Girlfriend, But Now I Have Three Fiancées! …Even Though I Don’t Remember Proposing to Any of Them - Chapter 08: Is It Normal for Confessions to Have Zero Options?

Chapter 08: Is It Normal for Confessions to Have Zero Options?

“…Was that a dream?”

That was the first thing I muttered when I woke up that morning.

“…No, it wasn’t a dream… was it…”

This wasn’t like that coffee disaster where my memory got wiped.

I remembered everything clearly.

…Nope.

Not a dream.

Definitely not.

Yesterday, Mei confessed to me again—this time, for real.

“…I mean, I am happy she said it so clearly, but…”

There wasn’t even a yes or no.

Like—what’s up with that?

Is that how confessions work in the real world?

Now that I think about it, every romcom manga or drama I’ve seen just skips straight to “yes.”

So maybe that’s just how it goes?

Like, in real life, if someone confesses to you… boom, you’re dating now?

“…Wait, that can’t be right.”

I almost convinced myself to just roll with Mei’s confession because of that,

But now that I’ve had time to cool off, something definitely feels off.

Then again, this is coming from a guy who’s never been confessed to before.

So whatever I’m thinking probably doesn’t count for much.

Just headcanon. Or wishful thinking.

Letting out a long sigh, I sat up and headed toward the living room—

Only to be greeted by a blur of blue hair flying straight at me.

“Haru-senpai! Are you okay!?”

“M-Mitsuki? I’m fine, but—”

“You said your stomach hurt yesterday, remember!?”

…Ah.
Right.
That lie.

“I’m fine. Just needed a good night’s sleep.”

“I’m so glad! I was really worried about you yesterday, you know!”

“…Sorry for making you worry.”

“Today’s breakfast is rice porridge—it’s gentle on the stomach. The flavor’s kinda plain, but try to deal with it, okay?”

“You made this… this morning?”

When I asked, she gave a proud little smile and nodded.

“Of course. I’ll be making your meals every day from now on.”

And just like that—my stomach started hurting again.

Right.

I still hadn’t told Mitsuki the truth yet…

I really needed to do that. Like, soon.

“Oh right, senpai.”

“Hmm?”

“Where are we going on Saturday?”

“…Saturday?”

“Don’t tell me you forgot! We promised yesterday, remember? We’re going to buy new rice bowls!”

“A-Ah… yeah. Right. I totally remember that. Yup.”

Mei’s dramatic love confession yesterday had completely nuked my brain—

I forgot everything else.

Seriously, my memory’s been on thin ice lately…

“I mean, they’re just bowls, right? Even if you buy something nice, it’ll probably break eventually. So like, a basic home goods store in the mall should be fine, right?”

“Perfect! Let’s go there on Saturday. It’s a date, okay? A date.”

Please don’t call it a date right now.

My stomach can’t take this…!

But I couldn’t exactly say that—

Not when I was the one who started this whole mess in the first place.

So I kept quiet.

And in that silence, Mitsuki cheerfully scooped up some porridge and handed me a bowl.

“Here you go. I made sure to use real dashi, so it should have a nice flavor.”

“…Thanks.”

When should I tell her the truth…?

That question kept looping in my head as I scooped up the porridge and brought it to my mouth.

“How is it, Haru-senpai? Is it tasty?”

“Eh? O-Oh. Yeah. It’s great.”

Truth be told, I was so stressed out I couldn’t taste a thing.

“I’m glad. I was worried it might be a little too plain.”

…She’s so sweet. Seriously.

Mitsuki’s just such a good girl…

While I sat there quietly getting emotional, she suddenly looked up.

“Geez, senpai. You’ve got something on your face.”

“Huh? What?”

“A rice grain.”

She reached out, casually plucked it off my cheek with her finger—

Then popped it into her mouth.

“Sleepyhead senpai is adorable.”

And flashed me the brightest smile ever.

“C-Cut it out with that stuff…”

I fumbled the words, my face going full-on fire engine red.

How does she say that kind of stuff so easily?!

If I ever tried, I’d just curl up and die from embarrassment.

I kept my head down, completely silent, face still burning.

No. I’ve gotta say it. I have to tell her…

“Haru-senpai, let’s walk to school together today, okay?”

“…Huh?”

Wait. What did she just say?

“Something wrong?”

“Walk to school…?”

“Yup! I mean, we’re dating, so of course we should walk to school together!”

“…………Uh.”

With a mouthful of porridge, I completely froze.

Wait a sec—

Didn’t Mei say something almost exactly like this yesterday?

And… wasn’t she also under the impression that we’re already dating?

“…………”

“Wha—!? Senpai, are you okay?! Why’d you suddenly get up!?”

“Washroom.”

I grabbed my phone and bolted for the restroom.

As soon as I locked the door, I yanked out my phone and opened the messaging app—

“What the heck…”

I got hit with a wall of notifications.

Like, a lot of them.

Unread messages? Almost 200.

I checked the app—

And yep, 197 of them were from Luna-chan.

“N-No. Not now…! This is not the time…!!”

Sure, that situation’s a ticking time bomb too, but right now—

Priorities. Priorities!

I jumped over to my chat with Mei and started typing faster than I thought humanly possible.

[Sorry! Go on ahead without me today!]

The second I hit send—read.

[Huh?]

[Sorry!!]

I slapped on a desperate apology sticker for good measure.

Her reply came back immediately.

[Fine. I’ll go ahead.]

[Thanks.]

[See you at lunch.]

…Alright. Crisis averted—for now.

Sure, I basically just kicked the problem down the road,

But hey—one thing at a time.

Now it was Luna’s turn.

I opened our chat. 

…Why the heck did she send me this many messages?

Then I remembered—

After we swapped contacts yesterday, I never replied.

Yeah… I’d probably be panicking too.

Feeling a little guilty, I quickly typed out a message:

[‘Sorry! Wasn’t feeling well, so I didn’t check my phone.]

Okay. That should settle things on this front, at least—

Read.

Already!?

How is she reading it that fast!?

[Are you okay!? Should I bring you some medicine!?]

And just like that, her reply popped up.

I scrambled to type back:

[I’m okay. I feel better after some sleep.]

Then let out a long, exhausted sigh.

“…What even is my life right now?”

The bathroom didn’t answer.

So I just closed my eyes…

And accepted the chaos.