The Charm of the Popular Beautiful Succubus in Class Doesn't Work on Me ~ For Some Reason, This Beauty Keeps Trying to Hold My Hand ~ - 60

Chapter 60:  I Already Made My Mind, I’m Ready

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“Put those materials over there.”

“Come on! The boys over there! Don’t slack off! Help out~”

“Is 10 tents enough?”

As I watched my classmates busily running around, I checked on the progress of each group.

The entire school was in full festival mode. That was because this weekend, the Starry Night Festival would be held. The Starry Night Festival was one of our school’s major events. It was an outdoor-style school activity where we set up tents together, stargazed, cooked with mess kits, and had a campfire.

It was a one-night, two-day event from Saturday to Sunday. Teen boys and girls setting up tents, gazing at the starry sky, and gathering around a campfire… There was no way such a romantic event wouldn’t excite us. The class was more lively than ever, with many students staying late after school, buzzing with energy as they prepared for the festival.

As I observed the scene, I quietly carried out my duties as the class representative. If I were just an ordinary girl, I would probably be filled with excitement and just as giddy as the others. But in stark contrast to the cheerful atmosphere, a heavy cloud loomed over my heart. To be honest, I dreaded the Starry Night Festival.

“I asked Ami-chan out, and she said yes!”

“For real?! So you’re finally getting a girlfriend?”

“Hey, hey, Minori, who are you going to confess to?”

“This year, I think I’ll finally work up the courage to ask Nakasu-kun out~”

“Eh?! Minorin aiming for Nakasu-kun? That’s a bit surprising. Isn’t there a lot of competition for him?”

“Hmm, but I don’t want someone else to take him first.”

“That’s great! I’ll help you out.”

Right. The entire school was basically obsessed with getting a boyfriend or girlfriend.

The reason for this confession frenzy was a certain legend revolving around the Starry Night Festival. The Legend of the Love God. It was an urban myth claiming that if you invite your crush to the campfire folk dance and confess to them, the Love God will bless you with eternal love. It was certainly a lovely superstition. The kind of story that girls would easily get swept up in, but as for me, I had my doubts. They said the success rate for confessions was high during the Starry Night Festival, but wasn’t that just obvious? With a legend like that, of course the moment someone agreed to a dance during the Starry Night Festival, they would accept the confession. 

If someone actually went through with the dance and then later said, “I didn’t mean it like that…” then that someone would be someone incredibly dense. And yet, this ridiculous urban legend had taken on a life of its own, causing all sorts of unnecessary problems.

I let out a deep sigh. Last year was an absolute disaster… I kept getting asked to dance by people who I didn’t know and boys from my class kept confessing to me nonstop… It felt like my entire day was spent just running away from them…

On days like this, maybe because everyone’s emotions were running high, I couldn’t control the crowd even with my ability. Hence why the Starry Night Festival was my least favorite event of the year.

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I know what I’m saying sounds like pure jealousy. Because, after all… I’m a girl too… I want to be asked out by someone I like. I want to be escorted by someone I like. I want to have my hand held tightly and dance with all my heart with someone I like. I want to be confessed to by someone I like. But… with my ‘ability,’ I can never dance a folk dance. If I did, the person dancing with me would end up falling for me too much. I could never allow something that dangerous to happen. Besides… I already know. No matter how much I wish for it, no matter how much I pray, the Love God will never smile upon me. At least… not for me.

Before I knew it, my eyes were following Michihito as he ran around carrying supplies.

Fufu… Michihito was busy carrying all that heavy stuff. He was really doing his best for the festival. Lately, he’d been looking completely drained, so I was worried about him, but… He looked a little better now.

But… Does that mean he’s already moved on from me? If he’s trying that hard, Maybe… he’s already fallen for someone else? Maybe he’s planning to confess to someone during the festival…? I know I shouldn’t feel this way, but… Just thinking about it makes me feel a little sad… Is he going to forget our memories together? Is our memories together going to disappear, bit by bit…?

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No, Kisara, you can’t think like this. Michihito is moving forward.

What did I learn from him? Did I manage to face my feelings of ‘love’ properly? I was given the chance to step into a new world and had I actually done anything with it? No. I hadn’t put a single thing he gave me into practice yet.

Ping~♪

My phone chimed, notifying me of a LINE message. I glanced at the screen, and as expected, the name that appeared was exactly who I had in mind.

Yeah, I figured he’d be around this time. I took a deep breath. I thought I had calmed myself down, but my hand holding the phone was trembling. Of course, I wasn’t unafraid. Right now, I wanted to run away. I wanted to scream for help. But… I had already made up my mind.

I was ready.

To break away from my past… I was about to make the biggest gamble of my life. I might not be able to stay the same person I was before. But if… If I could make it back safely… I might be able to forgive myself, even if it was just a little bit. And when that time came… I decided it was time for me to tell Michihito, ‘Thank you.’

I typed out a message on my phone.

『Let’s meet at Ryuo Park today at 6 PM.』

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