In a World of Reversed Chastity, I’m Rumored to Be an Easy Bitch (♂) Among Lustful Girls - 68

Chapter 68: Brain Breaking Lily – Misawa’s POV

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Misawa’s POV

My first impression of Hinayo Nishimeya was something as childish as, “She looks like a hina doll.” Well, we did meet when we happened to be seated next to each other in elementary school, so I suppose it was an age-appropriate reaction.

I was simply drawn to her beauty. I think that was the reason that prompted me to talk to her.  I had become somewhat curious about her. 

“Hey, what’s your name? I’m Yuuto Misawa.”

“……”

“Um, are you listening?”

“…………-nayo.”

“Nayo?”

“H-Hinayo… N-Nishimeya…”

“Your voice is tiny.”

“S-Sorry…”

“Saying sorry here doesn’t even make sense.”

“S-Sorry…”

“If you want to apologize so badly, how about looking people in the eye when you do? That’s what I was taught to do.”

“Y-Yes… I’m sorry.”

As she muttered her pathetic apology, our eyes met. Looking back, maybe I’d already started being swayed by Hinayo from that moment. Her eyes were beautiful, sparkling just a bit with unshed tears. Even as a child, I think I had some kind of possessiveness streak in me, a desire not to let anyone else see those eyes.

But contrary to those feelings, I wasn’t the kind of person who could honestly say, “You’re beautiful.” Whenever I saw those pretty eyes, I felt embarrassed for some reason, and ended up putting on a cold attitude as a way to hide it.

“Hinayo, your stare is way too intense.”

“S-Sorry…”

“If you glare at people like that, you’re going to scare them. You already don’t have any friends—keep that up and you’ll be totally alone.”

“Y-Yes… W-What should I do then…?”

“Dunno. Maybe try wearing a blindfold or something?”

Maybe that comment really hit her. Hinayo started growing out her bangs, and by the time we entered middle school, she had full-on eye-covering hair.

Even in middle school, she still didn’t have any friends, but Hinayo continued to talk only to me. And even that was mostly me pointing out her flaws—enough that, from an outside perspective, it wouldn’t have been surprising if people accused me of bullying her.

But back then, I believed this was just another form of “communication.” No. That was not quite it. I was simply too immature to communicate in any other way with her.

She’d faithfully give me chocolate every Valentine’s Day, and if I gave her some random sweets from a department store in return, she’d be overjoyed. I never gave her a birthday present, but she always gave me something for mine.

It was a completely unbalanced relationship. As long as things stayed that way, Hinayo would have no choice but to rely on me. If that happened, I could have her all to myself.

I’d become completely warped by the unhealthy sense of superiority I got from that fake “communication. 

Then, during our high school entrance exams, it happened.

“—Huh? What did you just say?”

“…I didn’t get in… To my first choice…”

“What? That makes no sense. Are you saying you failed just because you didn’t study enough?”

“……”

“Say something. You’re the one who said you were going to go to the same high school as me.”

“That’s… True, but…”

“I even helped you study so you’d pass, right? I taught you all the key points to overcome your weaknesses, didn’t I? After all that effort from me, you just go and fail? Are you kidding me?”

“I-I’m sorry…”

Hinayo didn’t get into her first-choice high school—one of the top schools in the prefecture. She was pretty smart, and she always said she wanted to go to the same high school as me. I took it for granted that even in high school, Hinayo would be nearby. So when I heard she failed, I just couldn’t accept it.

“Then why don’t you take a gap year? I mean, if you work hard for just one more year, you’ll probably get in. Though you’d be my underclassman.”

“My parents… Won’t allow that…”

“Huh? What did you say?”

“My parents said… I should attend the backup school I got into…”

“I’m not talking about your parents. I’m saying you should just try another year. Why would you go to some backup school? Going to some low-tier school like that won’t help your future.”

“But… Taking a gap year is kind of…”

“Oh, so now you’re talking back. I’m clearly saying this for your own good, and you just ignore that?”

“T-That’s not what I meant…”

“Fine, whatever. Go ahead and go to that backup school. But don’t expect anyone there to care about you. You’ll be all alone again.”

I was irritated. Unable to process that irritation, I lashed out at Hinayo. I kept lashing out, again and again, hoping it would change her mind about going to that backup school. But in the end, she didn’t take a gap year and enrolled in the other school.

The fact that Hinayo didn’t do what I wanted for the first time only intensified my possessiveness. Even though we went to different high schools, I remained obsessed, constantly looking for some way to stay connected to her.

“…Anyone who says things like that to people I care about isn’t my friend. So please, don’t talk to me anymore…!”

Those were the words she said to me later.

Hinayo didn’t act the way I wanted. She was building relationships with others on the path she chose. A dumb-looking gyaru-type girl, and a guy who was as bland as a bowl of plain rice. People who were definitely not good enough for her. But still, she looked… weirdly happy.

Why? You’re supposed to be the kind of girl who does exactly what I want, aren’t you? Why are you so relaxed, in a place like that, with those kinds of people…?!

This is wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong…! Hinayo is mine, damn it…!

The frustration wouldn’t go away. I wanted to let it out somewhere—but there was nowhere to let it out.

Then one day, as I was heading to cram school after regular classes, I saw the three of them—Hinayo and her friends. They seemed to be heading into her house. They looked relaxed, like the tension from exams had finally eased.

They looked so damn carefree. They were probably going to goof off for the rest of the day. She had completely changed. Seeing that disgusted me. At this point, I thought I’d revel in a sense of superiority by seeing how far Hinayo had fallen.

But, skipping cram school was just too much. After class ended, I decided I would go check on Hinayo’s house again. No doubt that dull-looking girl and the plain guy were only using Hinayo for their own sake.

On the way back, I passed in front of Hinayo’s house. Even though it was late at night, the light was still on in the second-floor room where she stayed. …The light was on, but the curtains were open, and I could see a silhouette.

It was blurry from the backlight, so I couldn’t tell who it was, but there were definitely two people. One was on all fours, hands pressed against the window, and behind them, as if pressing closely like a game of “oshikura manju,” was the other person…

Through the window, I could faintly hear Hinayo’s voice, trembling with pleasure.

…Huh? No way…? Hi-Hinayo…? Could it be with that plain guy…? My… My Hinayo, my one and only Hinayo…

AAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!

I collapsed to my knees. Because I didn’t treat what was important to me with care, it had been taken by a stranger. …But despite the scene before me, as I collapsed to the ground, for some reason my heart was pounding loudly.

Why…? Why am I getting excited…?

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T/N: RIP Misawa. He’s broken now (ó﹏ò｡)