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Episode 24: It Is Rotten

“Hey! You don’t have to wait for that piece of trash! Just ignore him!” “I can’t do that. Yuya-sama is my fiancé. Since I know he’s coming, of course, I’ll wait for him.”

“As if that’s normal! You don’t even want this engagement, do you?! Then just break it off already!”

Misaki and I had just gotten off at our stop in front of Seijo Academy when I noticed the commotion.

For some reason, Ayane had been waiting for me, and it seemed like Keisuke Tojo—the protagonist of this so-called eroge—couldn’t stand it. He was practically yelling at Ayane, insisting she had no reason to wait for me.

Seeing this whole scene play out, my first thought was simply: What a pain. The moment I arrived at Seijo Academy, my mood hit rock bottom.

“…? What’s wrong, Yuya-sama? Why are you suddenly patting my head? Not that I mind—I’m very happy, but…”

“Nothing. I just realized all over again that you’re my oasis, Misaki.” “T-That’s… Th-Thank you…!”

To recover from my plummeting mood, I started patting Misaki’s head. And seriously, the way she tilted her head to make it easier for me to pat her… She’s just too cute.

“Ugh, it’s that scumbag…” “For real, making his fiancée wait at the school gate? His personality is so rotten.“

“Disgusting… Ayane-san should just break off the engagement already.” As we walked from the bus stop to the school gate, the whispers I used to hear—admiring comments about my appearance—had completely transformed into outright insults.

The shift was so blatant I almost laughed. Hearing these constant verbal knives stabbing into me every single day… I could finally understand why the old Yuya chose suicide.

Especially now that I had seen the outside world with my own eyes—riding the bus today, and going to McDonald’s with Misaki yesterday. The contrast made it crystal clear how warped this place was.

If only he had experienced even a single moment outside of Seijo Academy. If he had realized that this school’s toxic culture wasn’t the entire world, maybe he wouldn’t have shattered completely. Maybe he wouldn’t have chosen to die.

But he was driven into a corner, unable to see beyond the suffocating walls of this school. He had been brainwashed into believing that the way Seijo Academy judged him was the only measure of his worth.

It was you all who broke him. The real trash here is you. This school’s twisted belief that it’s okay to say whatever cruel things you want to Saijo Yuya—that alone proves how utterly rotten Seijo Academy is.

Sure, maybe the old Yuya really did seem like a terrible person. But now, even with his memories, I can say without a doubt:

The real scum here is the rest of this school. I took a step forward and spoke with a voice as cold as ice.

“Hey, Keisuke Tojo. What do you think you’re doing to my fiancée? Move. You’re in the way.”

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Episode 25: Ayane Shows Her Womanly Side

Ignoring the rotten atmosphere around me, I strode straight up to my fiancée. Without hesitation, I wrapped an arm around Ayane’s shoulder and pulled her close, fully intending to walk right through the school gates with her.

“Wait a second. Who said you could take Ayane with you?” Keisuke Tojo glared at me, his eyes brimming with anger.

Half of me felt sheer irritation at his arrogance—who the hell do you think you are?—while the other half registered something closer to fear. This was the first time someone had looked at me with an emotion so close to murderous intent.

But I held it back. With my current abilities, dealing with a brat like him would be trivial. And more importantly, knowing I could crush him at any moment gave me the luxury of patience.

It was only now that I truly appreciated the psychological benefits of learning martial arts.

So, to my past self—thanks for picking that up. Now, back to the matter at hand. Since I could take him down anytime, there was no need to entertain his nonsense right now.

The more he acted out based purely on emotion, the worse it would be for him. Maybe it would be a good lesson for him to realize that his reckless behavior would only tighten the noose around his neck.

That said, I doubted he’d listen. After all, ignoring advice—whether from an enemy or anyone else—is a privilege of youth.

This is the age when one accumulates failures as valuable experiences, learning to see the world from a broader perspective.

Whether he realizes that or not will determine the course of his life. People grow when they look back on their regrets.

But right now, he’s just a teenager in the throes of adolescence, playing the hero and trying to “rescue” his beloved. There’s no cure for that kind of foolishness—just as I once had no cure for mine.

“You should be asking yourself, who is getting too close to whose fiancée? If you can’t even look at the situation objectively, you’re just an ignorant brat. Keep this up, and I’ll crush you under the weight of the law.”

“Hah! Try it if you can! You’re the villain here! When that time comes, it’ll be your crimes that are judged!”

Ah, youth. It’s a little enviable. But time is finite, and I have no intention of wasting mine on an idiot.

“…Whatever. Let’s go, Ayane.” “…Yes, Yuya-sama.” Still keeping an arm around her, I turned away from Keisuke and started walking toward the school building.

But before I could take another step, Keisuke forcefully yanked my arm off of Ayane.

“Ke-Keisuke-kun…!” For a moment, Ayane’s face transformed—her usual composed expression replaced by something softer, something unmistakably womanly.

At the same time, rage surged within me. Not just at Keisuke, who resorted to violence when words failed him.

Not just at Ayane, who was now reacting to his aggression. But at the onlookers, who cheered him on as if he were in the right. I wanted to crush them all.