(Chastity Reversed) The Legitimate Wife War: How I, a Harem-Hater, Ended Up Creating an Ultra-Eccentric Harem with a Villainess, a Sadistic Beauty Teacher, a Scheming Classmate... etc. - Chapter 137.2 - Where I Fled To - SIDE Tachibana Mizuri

The moonlight only falls sporadically, and I can only see a few lights from the city.

But that’s just right.

“That date was surprisingly fun.”

It was my first and last date with a boy.

I won’t do such things anymore. I destroyed the opportunity myself.

“I guess I should take a photo, as my last photo.”

The photo I took with my smartphone was unexpectedly blurry.

It was a terrible photo.

“Terrible photo. I’ll send it to Setsuna… ah, that’s right.”

Right, things were awkward with Setsuna too.

I was the one who created that situation too. It’s all my fault.

I was afraid of being rejected, so I distanced myself. I didn’t want to ask someone for help and destroy everything.

I didn’t want to be like before again.

I can’t help but smile bitterly.

“It’s not just the photo that’s blurry—I am too, aren’t I?”

Maybe I’m more blurred than anything else.

Even though I think I’m managing my outward appearance well, I don’t become close to anyone.

An existence that could be there or not—that was me.

Even when sought out by mother, it was accompanied by pain.

It wasn’t something comfortable.

There was nowhere I could be myself.

I didn’t have friends I could laugh with from the heart either. There were hardly any people I could speak my true feelings to.

Well, in the end.

“Is there any meaning to being alive?”

That’s what it comes down to.

Maybe I’m not suited for dealing with people.

If anything, I’d like to have wings like a bird and soar away.

Over this great ocean, riding the south wind, high and far.

Freely flapping my wings to go anywhere.

Breaking out of this cage…

“No, it’s impossible. In the end, I can’t do such things.”

I probably could have escaped—like when I entered the fiancée life.

But I didn’t—I couldn’t.

So even if I became something else, I wouldn’t change in the end.

I remain myself.

“I… hate myself the most.”

I absolutely hate this hopeless self of mine.

“I wonder if summer seawater is cold?”

If I dipped my feet in, would my head cool down a little?

This me who thinks such worthless thoughts.

I take off my shoes and stand up.

“Mizuri!!!!!!!!”

A voice came from behind me.

A voice I’ve heard before.

A voice that shouldn’t be here.

I’m probably making a terrible face right now.

A face like emotions have been mixed together.

Turning around, I see a blonde woman with short hair desperately running toward me.

Why is she here?

It doesn’t make sense.

A hallucination?

Is the aphrodisiac’s effect still lingering?

If that’s the case, it’s way too dangerous a drug.

What kind of face am I making now?

…No, but I can’t get her involved, so I should smile.

I’ll smile for now.

“…Sets…una.”

I tried to speak in my usual voice, but the voice that came out was surprisingly weak.

Setsuna opens her eyes wide, accelerates further, and hugs me with that momentum.

“Wait?!”

As if she’ll never let go, with all her might.

I was standing at the edge of the breakwater.

If someone charges at me with such force in such a place…

A moment of weightlessness.

We fell into the sea together.

The cold water temperature and the saltiness of the seawater taught me that this wasn’t a dream.