The Guy Who Messed Up Is Gradually Doing His Best

<Koeta Takehito’s Perspective>

Gouda Taketo stops and turns his face towards me. It’s because I accidentally raised my voice…

“Um, do you happen to know me?”

“Ah, no… yes.”

“Oh, is that so? Thank you.”

I knew it, but in person, he was quite the handsome guy. This was a level of good looks that made it hard to even look him in the face. Moreover, despite being a man, his way of speaking was extremely polite, and even I, a man, couldn’t help but be captivated by his little gestures.

Damn it, Gouda Taketo is really cool after all…

It’s not that I particularly like men, no, rather I tend to dislike them, but I felt my heart race around Gouda Taketo. Maybe it’s because I was nervous…

Suddenly, the chubby warden wearing glasses behind him whispered something into Gouda Taketo’s ear, and Gouda Taketo showed a surprised expression. What on earth did she say… I’m curious…

In the next moment, the guardian officer took out a colored paper and a permanent marker from somewhere, and Gouda Taketo signed the colored paper.

Maybe that thing is for me… I thought but quickly realized that as a man, I couldn’t possibly receive it. Then who… As I was thinking about such things,

“Thank you for remembering my name. This is my autograph, and I thought you might like to have it.”

“Eh.”

I want it. I want it. I want it, but I’m so happy that I can’t voice it.

“I-I’m sorry. You don’t need it, right? I just got so happy that a guy remembered my name that I ended up writing it.”

Wait, wait, wait. It’s here, it’s here.

“I’ll take it! I’ll accept it.”

Ah, I took it as if I were snatching it away. Damn it, I should be happy, but my strange pride is getting in the way, and if this keeps up, Gouda Taketo, who kindly signed it for me, will end up hating me… No, it’s not like I… Ah, damn it…

“I’ll support you. I’ll do it, so keep doing your best from now on.”

The words finally came out. “Do your best.” Without feeling embarrassed about saying something so out of character, I ran off.

I treated this autograph as my treasure for life and kept it safely.

*****

<Gouda Taketo’s Perspective>

“I went ahead and did it.”

“Yes.”

“Just as Mil-san said, there are people who support me even among men. It’s kind of strange.”

Mil-san told me that he admired me and even went so far as to have colored paper and a permanent marker brought over to give me an autograph.

“Did you dislike it?”

“Not at all. I can only be grateful to those who support me, whether they are men or women. I’m really happy.”

“I will always, always support you by your side, Taketo-sama.”

“Thank you, Mil-san. Then, let’s head home too.”

“Yes.”

Mil-san slightly adjusted her glasses to show her odd-colored eyes and smiled. I feel like her emotions have started to come out little by little since her engagement.

After that, Mil-san and I left the venue without anyone noticing.

I gently hugged Mil-san’s shoulders and then used teleportation to return home.

Although Mil-san is smiling now, when she and Nene-san found out that our engagement was finalized, they both cried for a long time.

*****

“Taketo-sama, are you really going to get engaged to someone like me…”

When Mil-san took off her glasses, her heterochromatic eyes seemed to tremble slightly, perhaps out of anxiety.

“Yeah. I want Mil-san. Please get engaged to me and then marry me.”

“Y-yes…”

Mil-san had asked to confirm my feelings as she looked delighted and shed tears from her beautiful odd-colored eyes when I conveyed them. I couldn’t help but gently embrace Mil-san’s shoulders, finding her so dear to me.

“Hey, hey, Taketo-chi. I’m here too, as you can see. You’re not going to say it was all a joke, right? If that happens, I’ll cry too.”

It was a surprisingly meek and weak voice for Nene-san. Nene-san slightly tugged at the hem of my clothes, which I had wrapped around Mil-san. Oh no, I instinctively hugged Mil-san because it was the first time I had seen her cry, but Nene-san was also there. Of course, I wanted that, but this is quite rude.

“I’m sorry. That’s not going to happen. I wrote your name because I also wanted to get engaged to Nene-san. I want you to stay by my side forever.”

“I see. If that’s the case… if you’re fine… with me.”

Then even Nene-san started crying, and I was quite shaken.

Since Nene-san always acts cheerfully because she likes women, I thought to myself that she must have had a desire to be loved by men somewhere in her heart. But seeing the two of them crying tears of joy, it seemed I wasn’t too far off.

As I lightly rubbed the backs of the two, vowing in my heart to cherish them, the guide was also moved to tears and wiped the tears from their eyes with a handkerchief.

After calming down, I took a photo with the two of them, but we agreed that as soon as they got the rings and bracelets, they would proceed with the marriage registration. However, I have one last task: I need to remove the special effects makeup and show myself to everyone.

Therefore, I am being guided to the makeup room instead of the lounge I used during the break.

I will immediately film the process of removing the special effects makeup, and it will be broadcast with a slight delay.

They say they make it look like they’re live-streaming to everyone.

By doing so, even if the women notice that the stream has ended and I am at some venue, it seems that they will not cause any harm to me.

They’ll be streaming it with a 15-minute delay, so by the time everyone finishes watching me on the screen, I’ll already be leaving the venue.

If I use teleportation, I wouldn’t have to think about it too much, but since the management seems to have planned it so that I won’t be in danger, I think I’ll just follow the management’s instructions.

Later, I heard from the organizers that right after the broadcast ended, well, as expected, the women were searching for me until late and it was quite a hassle for them to leave. However, for me personally, it turned out to be a good day as I was able to get engaged to Mil-san and Nene-san, who I already knew from the matchmaking party.

This is precisely because I interacted with other women at the matchmaking party, which made me realize their importance once again. I truly think it was worthwhile to participate in the matchmaking party that made me aware of this.