Sad News, It Seems I'll Die from a Curse If I Don't Steal the Heroine - Chapter 06: Nineteen Days Until Death

Chapter 06: Nineteen Days Until Death

“…Huh?”

When I returned to the apartment, I saw someone unexpected.

“Oh, welcome back, Tora-chan.”

“…What brings you here, Ouka?”

Standing at the entrance of the room I use, she was there.

From the shopping bag in her hand, it seemed like she might have bought some ingredients for something before coming.

“…!”

Once again, the images flowed into my mind, causing me to place my hand on my head.

It seems that Ouka coming to Torao’s house like this is not that unusual, and with Torao’s straightforward invitation for her to come and cook, it has become a normal occurrence for her as well to do so.

“…Ouka.”

“What?”

“You don’t have to come if you’re busy or anything.”

“Why would you say that?”

“!?”

Ouka slowly approached me and looked up.

Although she should have walked toward me in a slow and deliberate manner, her movements were so natural that it left me dumbfounded rather than surprised seeing what kind of person I or Torao should be known for.

While Ouka continued to gaze at me, she spoke.

“I like coming here, Tora-chan. You understand that the best, right?”

“I get it! I get it, so just back off a bit.”

I put my hand on Ouka’s shoulder and moved away from her.

Probably because I’ve become Torao, to some extent, I have developed a certain level of resistance, if not complete immunity to such advances.

If it were the old me, I would have been flustered and unable to speak properly in front of such a busty beauty like her… Well, that’s a bit pathetic to think about too.

“Well, whatever. Come on in, Ouka.”

“Yeah♪ Oh, I’m staying over tonight, by the way ♪”

“…Sure.”

Staying over even though we have school tomorrow… Well, it doesn’t seem that unusual to her, so I guess it’s fine. Anyway, the time after that felt like heaven for me, since I was living alone, when she cooked for me… The meal was delicious! It was incredibly delicious!

“…Phew.”

“Thank you for the meal♪”

Ouka stood up and started gathering the dishes. After gazing at her back for a while, I positioned myself next to her in the small kitchen.

“Tora-chan?”

“I’ll help. The food was so delicious.”

“Ah…”

Torao probably wouldn’t have done something like this.

That should have surprised Ouka… However, I didn’t feel like she would ask me, “Who are you?”

Plus, I can’t just let a girl do everything.

“Tora-chan… What’s really going on with you?”

“I already told you, right? My head went ‘poof’ or something.”

“What’s that… But I kind of like your kindness.”

“Well, everyone likes to be treated kindly.”

“Yeah…”

Even after this exchange, it was amusing how Ouka seemed to find everything about me unusual and kept glancing at me.

During our conversation, I also learned a few things, like how Ouka’s family seems to be an elite group.

“Well, I don’t think I’ve done anything particularly bad. But it seems like my transformation bothers them a bit.”

“Is that so?”

“Yeah. But my older sister says it’s good that I’ve become more polished and supports me♪”

“Heh.”

Although the relationship with her parents is awkward, it seems that she gets along really well with her big sister.

Well, knowing that doesn’t really change anything, but at least there doesn’t seem to be anything fatally wrong happening as a result of Torao’s influence, so that’s reassuring.

(Although in the manga, they didn’t show her that much… It’s such a luxury not to depict a girl so full of charm.)

After we finished washing the dishes together, we didn’t have much else to do, so we just lazily lazed around on the futon.

It’s partly due to the poverty of not even having a bed, but having two futons sneakily stashed away feels like a gift from the heavens right now, as if saying, “Please take it and sleep with someone.”

(By the way, around this time, Manaka and Yuki are already dating, right? I wonder how it’s going; maybe I’ll ask about it next time.)

We have reached a point where we can even have a decent conversation.

And as I was lost in thought, Ouka, with a slightly flushed face, sat down in front of me in a seiza position.

“Tora-chan.”

“Um…”

Could it be… Is she suggesting something like that?

I can’t escape from this situation, and besides, I understand that as Torao, I definitely wouldn’t refuse when Ouka is expecting something like this as well.

After all, I couldn’t resist my instincts as a man.

Especially when, she undid all the buttons on her pajamas… and her… well, you know.

“Tora-chan, shall we?”

I nodded in response to those words, and time quickly passed.

The lights were already off, and the two of us were embracing each other, or rather, my hands were touching Ouka’s ample bosom as she clung onto me.

The soft and supple sensation that transmitted through my palms was an excellent feeling… It was a sexual encounter driven solely by instinct, following the memories, but it was so good that I could relive it over and over again.

(…The presence of her breasts swaying above me is… truly incredible.)

While I absolutely don’t condone the act of cheating, I couldn’t help but understand the feeling of superiority and pleasure that came from being with an exceptional woman… It’s frustrating, but I came to comprehend it.

I couldn’t have a conversation with Ouka anymore; she had already fallen asleep.

By the way… Although I’ve engaged in physical intimacy with a girl like this, it’s not yet enough as a condition to avoid death… Right?

“…Ah.”

At that moment, as soon as the clock’s hand struck twelve, blood-red characters appeared on the mirror.

[19 days remaining]

It was a heartless notification indicating the remaining time I had left. Is this something that Ouka can see…? I wanted to confirm it, but at the same time, I couldn’t bear the thought of waking her up and telling her if something happened to her.

“…What am I doing when my time is running out?”

Was I… really this kind?

While thinking such things, maybe it’s more likely that I haven’t fully grasped it even after coming this far.

Because, isn’t that the case?

Normally, it wouldn’t be strange to take extreme actions out of concern for one’s own life.

“?”

At that moment, I felt Ouka’s grip tighten slightly.

Well then… What should I do from here on? I pondered that question for a short while before falling asleep.

“Don’t joke around… I won’t allow myself to be haunted by such a ridiculous curse.”