I’ve Been Reincarnated as the Strongest Villain in an NTR Eroge, so I’m Going to Break the Heroines’ Doom Flags on Behalf of the Main Character!

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Chapter 61 – The Cheeky Heroine Wants to Move Forward

“Well, Sakura-chan and I will sleep here.”

“Sure.”

After taking a bath, eating after-bath ice cream, and brushing our teeth, we decided to go to sleep since it was already late. Shiori and Sakura went to Shiori’s room. I was separated and went to Shiori’s parents’ bedroom.

Lying down on the slightly larger bed, I decided to think about Sakura’s current condition.

Sakura seemed to be in better condition than I had heard. That said, it was also clear that she was lost in thought several times throughout the day. I heard from Shiori that the discussion at the Miyano household had come to a certain conclusion. Shiori didn’t tell me the details, but it wasn’t a conclusion that made her feel happy. Well, it can’t be helped. What Kaede has done is that serious.

“…Maybe we can only leave it up to fate now.”

I muttered, pondering various things. From here on, it’s a world I can’t control. It would be safer to leave Sakura’s emotional wounds and Kaede’s treatment to the experts rather than me.

“Ah… I knew that, but I still feel so powerless…”

It’s no good. Perhaps it was just the late hour making me feel unusually sentimental. I decided it was best to sleep.

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(Adachi Sakura’s POV)

I woke up.

It felt like I had a terrible nightmare.

Something terrifying, disgusting, something I desperately wanted to believe wasn’t true——that kind of nightmare.

“Zzz…zzz…”

President, who was letting me use her bed, was sleeping comfortably on the futon spread on the floor.

Honestly, I don’t remember why I’m here.

I don’t want to remember.

But strangely, I don’t feel like going back home.

I’m sure that’s part of the reason, but I don’t want to think about it.

Unable to sleep, I left the President’s room. I went to the bathroom, drank some water, and then sat in a chair in the living room without turning on the lights, staring blankly into the darkness.

I don’t want to go to sleep.

I’m afraid I’ll have that nightmare again.

It’s scary.

It’s scary not to be able to remember. It’s really scary not to want to remember. What on earth happened that made me stay at the President’s house? Both of them are hiding something. There’s clearly a topic they’re avoiding. If those two are hiding something, it must be something very scary.

“……I…”

“Can’t sleep?”

“?!!”

The light suddenly turned on, lighting the pitch black living room. I turned towards the voice and saw Ibuse-senpai standing there, looking sloppier than usual.

“…It’s not like that.”

“I see. I couldn’t sleep, so I came to get some water. Don’t mind me.”

Ibuse-senpai went straight to the kitchen, got some water, and for some reason sat down in the chair opposite me.

“…What?”

“Nothing in particular. I just thought we could chat since neither of us can sleep.”

“…Do whatever you want.”

Ibuse-senpai began sharing various fun stories. About how Akari got too excited and broke some furniture in the student council room and got scolded by the President, about the anime event he went to with Nanami-senpai, and how the President is surprisingly clumsy. Everything sounded really fun, and I got really envious.

As Ibuse-senpai happily talked about his memories with everyone, I asked him a simple question.

“Why did you kneel down in front of everyone’s parents?”

“So you heard it from Shiori… Why, you ask? Well, isn’t it obvious? When you think about it, having three girlfriends at once is unheard of. If I wanted to push through something that was so outrageous, I thought the only way would be by being honest. So that’s how I conveyed my sincerity and seriousness.”

“I see… You’re a three-timing scum, but you can say something like that.”

“Even scums have their way of doing things. Sorry for being a scum.”

“Hi hi hi… You’re the enemy of women.”

“And yet you called this scum’s name in your sleep…”

“I never did!!!”

This is fun.

This isn’t scary at all.

I feel so reassured.

When I’m talking to this person, I don’t have to think about anything.

He’s a really kind person.

He carefully dries the President’s hair with a hair dryer, gives us ice cream after the bath, and casually helps out when cooking. He probably doesn’t even realize how thoughtful he is.

That’s why Akari, the President, and Nanami-senpai all like him. They feel that he truly loves them even though he’s two-three-timing them.

How nice.

I’m jealous…

I wish I could be more honest too…

But I’ve said so many…terrible things…

I got scolded for them, too… He probably doesn’t like me much…

I’m scared…

“…Sakura, are you okay?”

“Eh… What the… Why am I…”

When Ibuse-senpai called out to me, I finally realized I was shedding tears. Ibuse-senpai’s worried expression was so gentle, but it only made my heart ache even more.

“Senpai… I…”

“Don’t push yourself. Would you like some water? Or do you want me to get you juice from a vending machine nearby?”

“No… It’s okay…”

Don’t be so gentle.

That kindness isn’t just for me.

That kindness isn’t something you should show to someone like me.

I’m cheeky, noisy, petty… I don’t deserve to be liked by Senpai.

“…Idiot. Senpai, you’re an idiot. Stupid, stupid, stupid, pervert… three-timing… scum…”

This is fine. No matter what I say now, nothing will change. I’ll just keep badmouthing Senpai. I’ll be hated, and get yelled at like before. This is fine.

That’s why…

“Hey, Sakura. Let’s all go out and play again sometime.”

“……Eh…?”

I thought Senpai would get mad at me, but he looked me in the eye, smiled, and asked me to play.

“There’s going to be a lot of hard times ahead for you. But once you get through all that, let’s all go out again. Let’s have fun with Akari, get scolded by Shiori, drag Nanami along… and let’s have the most fun we can, okay? Sounds awesome, doesn’t it?”

“……Yeah… Yeah…”

What’s with him…

He’s not fair…

Why… Why is he acting cool only at times like this…

And yet… I…

“…Senpai.”

“Hmm? What is it?”

“I… I want to have lots of fun with you, too… from now on… and beyond… So…!”

“…Yeah. It’s a promise.”

I couldn’t say the next words. I couldn’t because I was still scared and didn’t have enough courage.

Still, Senpai held my hand tightly. I could feel an abundance of kindness flowing from it.

I’m sure that someday I will be able to tell Senpai how I feel.