I Was Reincarnated as a Creepy Fat Guy, Then Trained Myself Without Sleep. And Then, for Some Reason, the Heroines Start Approaching Me - Chapter 48: Kanna's Answer

“I don’t… like her.”

“!!!!!”

My honest words escaped my lips, reaching Kanna’s ears. She looked bewildered, not bothering to conceal her confusion.

Yes.

What I did was the worst.

“So, even though you’re not dating, you did it with Marin?” she asked.

“… Yeah.”

I averted my eyes and mumbled my response.

She would surely be disappointed.

But I couldn’t hide it.

She, naturally perceptive and showing me a sad face without any pretense, wasn’t making the sultry expressions that adult women or Marin would make.

She would probably despise me.

I recently became more involved with her, the girl in the adjacent seat. So even if she hated me, it shouldn’t have caused much damage.

However, the time spent with her seemed to touch the depths of my heart in a strangely precise way.

Unreachable feelings.

Feelings that cannot be understood.

Thinking that, just as Kanna began muttering something with her head bowed.

“…It’s his fault”

“?”

 “It’s Shota’s fault.”

“Kanna!?”

“Hey, Itsuki. Having sex with Marin was to get back at Hayama, right?”

She’s Half right,

“!!!!!”

“As I thought… If only that girl wasn’t here… If I had conveyed my feelings sooner… I would have… by now.”

At some point, Kanna had clenched her fist and was shaking.

What is this girl talking about?

When I looked at Kanna, she pressed my hand even more, sinking it into her huge marshmallow.

Then, with eyes devoid of color, she looked at me and spoke.

“Itsuki just turned into a handsome guy, so I should have protected you properly… But I was only thinking about being protected….”

“N-no… What are you saying?”

“My anger towards Shota and the anxiety from the drastically changed environment… I should have embraced it all.”

“…”

Kanna’s words enveloped my entire being with gentleness, yet there was a poignant and fleeting feeling.

But,

“Itsuki is just a little confused. That was an accident. So, it’s okay.”

“!!!!!”

It’s okay.

Kanna uttered words that resonated with the past Kondo Itsuki, the past me, and my current self.

She affirms both my pre-reincarnation and post-reincarnation lives.

Like rain falling on a withered desert, Kanna’s words were a shower of blessings.

For a moment, my body tensed, but the impact brought about by my coarse hand was completely absorbed by Kanna’s soft breasts.

More effective than any superior suspension, it calmed my agitation.

Of course, Kanna wouldn’t overlook my movements.

“Itsuki.”

“What?”

“I don’t think it’s too late. I’ll take everything upon myself. I’ll protect you from Shota. So, don’t sleep with Marin anymore… I-if you feel like it… I’m not confident because I have no experience, but… I’ll do my best.”

“Kanna…”

She averted her gaze and mumbled shyly.

I was momentarily captivated by her adorable reaction, but regaining composure, I continued to gaze at Kanna.

She had unconsciously donned a shy expression and was staring directly at me.

An expression that seemed to desire something.

Her lips, illuminated by the LED lights, had a glossy allure.

Previously, I initiated the kiss, but this time, Kanna had a faint blush on her cheeks, ready to accept it.

Heartbeats quickened, and instinct urged me on.

Kanna doesn’t know about my past life.

But thanks to the words she said earlier, I felt saved.

So,

I once again stole her lips.

It was a long but gentle kiss.

Such a sweet taste existed.

Even after the kiss, Kanna still had a yearning expression.

Completely melted, she looked at me with a poignant gaze. I teased her a bit.

“You have a face that wants something. What’s wrong?”

“…”

“If you don’t tell me, I won’t know.”

“Itsuki’s being mean…”

“Fufu, sorry. But is it really okay with Marin?”

When I withdrew my hand from Kanna’s chest, she reluctantly looked at my face, but as soon as the word “Marin” came up, her expression changed, and she spoke coldly.

“It’s fine. A bad girl who doesn’t hesitate to choose means and methods to achieve her goals is disposable and suits her well.”

Those words resonated deeply within me.

In the world, there werre broadly two types of people.

Tyrants who cause trouble for others and exploit them mercilessly, and those who resist and reject the unfair rules created by such tyrants.

People tend to praise and adore the former, who have power, and scorn the latter, who resist despite suffering.

However, when those with power lose to those without it due to the violence of the masses, the powerless become tyrants, and this cycle repeats endlessly.

I don’t know what is true and what is false, but the image Kanna conveyed with the words “a bad girl who doesn’t hesitate to choose means and methods to achieve her goals” struck a painful chord.

Therefore, as evidence of understanding Kanna’s feelings, I gently stroked her soft, dusky-colored hair.

After that, we stood up and walked toward a specific place.

Although the boys from the cram school glanced at us, I ignored them and matched my pace with Kanna.

Then, by chance, our shoulders bumped, and she was surprised, taking a slight step back.

A truly innocent reaction.

Not a deliberately targeted response, but a typical action from Kanna.

Thinking about what would happen next was exciting, yet strangely, my heart felt warm.