When I Picked Up A Stunningly Gorgeous Downer-Type Beauty In Front Of The Entrance.

When I Picked Up A Stunningly Gorgeous Downer-Type Beauty In Front Of The Entrance. - Chapter 25: Sajou Hitori’s POV Her Feelings

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Sajou Hitori’s POV

Her Feelings

“What is this… What is this…!!!”

Without even bothering about the water dripping from my body, driven purely by the instinct to get away, I passed through the living room.

My face was hot. My chest was hot. My heart was hot.

Even without looking in the mirror, I knew my face was as red as it could possibly get. There was no way I could show this face to Rihito.

Driven by emotions, I ended up in his room, not his sister’s room where I usually stay.

I flung the door open with such force as if it would shatter, and collapsed onto Rihito’s bed without any further thought. I could feel the dampness of the water droplets seeping into the bed against my skin.

“Wha–… ~~What the hell…!?”

I thrashed around, hitting the bed with my arms and legs, as if venting my frustration, trying to calm down my raging emotions.

What about being alone!

What about wanting to be together!

I’m being deceived by words that imply I’m special.

Even though I know it’s not true, I’m still being misled.

My heart feels like it’s about to burst, my insides are in a mess.

“…More than family, me?”

That’s right.

I was prioritized.

More than family. Me. To him. Rihito.

It must have been something special above all else, but for him, it was probably just casual words. Otherwise, he wouldn’t say it with such an irritatingly carefree expression. It really annoys me.

Despite the boiling anger rising from the bottom of my stomach…

But, but… Ah, it’s no use.

I feel at ease when we’re together.

My only place to belong.

I want to touch him.

…I want to be touched by him.

Feelings bubbled up from within me like soap bubbles, overflowing.

Even if they spill out, the feelings inside me never diminish; they continue to gush out endlessly like hot springs.

More than anything else,

–I’m needed.

Falling deeper and deeper into the bottomless swamp of that realization.

It’s scary.