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V2 My Girlfriend Cheated so I’m Cheating To Chapter 9

Senior Tōko at the Open-Air Bath and Meika's Attack


Chapter 9: Senior Tōko at the Open-Air Bath and Meika’s Attack

After returning to the hotel, we quickly changed our clothes and headed to the main hall.

It was time for dinner.

Tonight’s menu included pork sauté, a single-serving pot heated with solid fuel, a salad with Nozawana pickles, white rice, and a miso soup with mushrooms. The only change from yesterday was the chicken steak being replaced by pork sauté.

Interestingly, the top scorers in the afternoon game were a pair of second-year girls.

They scored nineteen points. Apparently, they accomplished a Pocky kiss between themselves.

As Meika-chan had said, if we had scored ten points there, we could have at least secured second place, or maybe even won.

The image of Meika-chan during the Pocky kiss came to my mind, and I couldn’t help feeling embarrassed on my own.

The seating for dinner was the same as yesterday. I was with Meika-chan from Ishida.

Since the ski resort, Meika-chan had been sulking.

…Well, I guess she has her reasons, considering we abandoned a winnable game to search for Senior Sakurajima…

I thought this while watching Meika-chan.

But there was no way I could have chosen not to search for Senior Sakurajima in that situation.

Even if it wasn’t a game, if it was something more important, I would still have gone to look for her.

However, Meika-chan’s silence continued.

It seemed less like anger and more like deep thought.

Senior Sakurajima, on the other hand, was sitting at a different table, just like last night, facing us.

She was with Kazumi-san and the two central members of the circle, Mina-san and Manami-san, the same group as last night.

The difference was that Senior Sakurajima occasionally looked over at me.

And when our eyes met, she smiled sweetly.

Just that made me feel incredibly happy.


I felt a murderous intent from the side.

Glancing over, I saw Meika-chan glaring at me.

Then she looked towards Senior Sakurajima…

Suddenly, the food seemed to stick in my throat.

After dinner, we took a break. There would be a party later, just like yesterday.

But not having bathed yet, my body and mind felt sticky and uncomfortable.

My face felt greasy too.

“Hey Ishida, how about going to the bath?”

When I suggested this, Ishida replied,

“Mmm, I’m good. I want to talk more with everyone. And I need to stick with Meika till eight. I’ll just take a shower later.”

He sounded really unenthusiastic.

“Okay, then I’ll go.”

Saying so, I got up from my seat.

Meika-chan silently watched me leave.

After preparing for the bath back in my room, I headed not to the indoor bath like yesterday, but to the open-air bath.

I didn’t know it before, but the hotel had an open-air bath.

Located in a separate building from the large public bath, I hadn’t noticed it before.

…They said the weather had cleared up. The open-air bath might feel nicer…

On my way to the annex where the open-air bath was located…



I bumped into Senior Sakurajima.

“Are you going to the bath now, Senior Sakurajima?”

When I asked, she answered with a cheerful smile.

“Yeah, right after returning from the ski slopes, we went straight to dinner. I only washed my face, but my body and hair feel uncomfortable. So, I decided to bathe now, despite the party going on.”

“Same here. I want to freshen up quickly.”

“We’re alike!” Senior Sakurajima smiled brightly again. She seemed in a very good mood.

…Bathing in the open-air bath with Senior Sakurajima…

For a moment, I imagined a mixed bath.

Surrounded by a white snowy landscape, a star-filled sky above, alone with a naked Senior Sakurajima…

But reality wasn’t so sweet.

“See you later then.”

Senior Sakurajima passed through the curtain marked “Women’s Bath” and disappeared.

…Well, of course…

With a slight disappointment, I entered the men’s side.

Opening the door from the changing room to the outside, the open-air bath was just as I imagined.

It was surrounded by rocks, with high walls blocking any outside view.

Well-kept trees were planted on the rocks, now covered in pure white snow.

The bath itself was a natural stone rock bath. Apart from the washing area, there was a garden, and it seemed you could reach out and touch the snow from the tub.

On the left side, there was a partition fence decorated with bamboo.

Beyond that was the women’s bath.

And then…

“Yes! No one’s here!”

Yes, at this time, I was the only one using the open-air bath.

I had the whole open-air bath to myself, and I couldn’t help but express my joy aloud.

After washing my body, I got into the bath and stretched out my arms and legs.

“Ah, this is satisfaction, pure satisfaction,” I murmured to myself.

Then, from beyond the partition fence, I heard a giggling sound.

“Senior Sakurajima?”

I blurted out her name, and she responded from the other side.

“Are you alone on your side too?”

It was indeed Senior Sakurajima’s voice.

“Yes, it’s just me here.”

“Same here. It’s only me at the moment.”

“It’s quite refreshing, isn’t it?”

“Yes, it is. But being alone in the open-air bath at night is a bit scary. So, how about we talk like this?”

“Agreed! I’d be delighted!”

It was a delightful suggestion. Just talking to Senior Sakurajima made me happy, and the thought that she was naked just beyond this board was thrilling.

“Hey, Isshiki-kun…”

“What is it?”

“Did you, by any chance, become disillusioned with me during this trip?”

Senior Sakurajima asked hesitantly.

“Disillusioned? Not at all.”

“That’s good to hear.”

“Why do you ask?”

I was curious. Why would Senior Sakurajima worry about something like that?

After a pause, she replied.

“I thought I showed you too many embarrassing sides of myself during this trip.”

“Embarrassing sides?”

I couldn’t think of any.

“Seeing you getting along with Meika made me feel uneasy. And then I acted sulky…”

That’s more my fault for not being clear about my feelings…

“And then, getting drunk and showing you my sloppy side…”

I actually found that quite charming.

“Then I got angry on my own accord, and this morning I avoided you. I was just embarrassed about my own behavior.”

I had been worried that she might have started to dislike me.

“And in the game, I forced myself too much and caused you trouble. I’m really sorry.”

“No, there’s no need to apologize so much.”

“But you came to help me, and now you’re being so kind to me…”

“I, too, feel that I owe Senior Sakurajima…”

I unconsciously looked up at the sky.

The evening’s blizzard had cleared up, and now the night sky was filled with stars.

…I wonder if Senior Sakurajima is looking at the stars too…

That thought crossed my mind.

After a while, Senior Sakurajima broke the silence.

“This situation, it feels similar to us right now.”

“What do you mean?”

I heard the sound of water being splashed.

“Both of our feelings are naked. And we know it. But there’s still a wall between us… So we can only exchange words veiled in hidden meanings. If one of us stops talking, it’s all over.”

I see, that’s what she meant.

Indeed, the situation of this open-air bath and the relationship between me and Senior Sakurajima might be similar.

“But the two of us are in the same situation. It’s a moment shared only between you and me, not with anyone else.”

“Yes… you’re right. I think so too.”

I agreed with Senior Sakurajima’s words, hoping that it was indeed the case.

Another silence followed.

Then, faintly, I heard music playing.

What is it? It sounds familiar… Maybe it’s dance music?

“It’s ‘Moon River’,” said Senior Sakurajima, who must have heard it too.

“I’ve heard it often, but what song is it?”

“It’s the theme song from the movie ‘Breakfast at Tiffany’s.’ I first learned it in elementary school during folk dance.”

“Folk dance? It seems like a quiet song for that.”

My only memory of folk dance was from elementary school, during sports festivals and school camps, but they were more lively songs.

“Folk dance originally means ethnic dance, so there are various types. It’s not strange to have a quiet waltz-like song, right?”

“Is that so?”

Senior Sakurajima really was knowledgeable.

I remembered the first time I met her in the “high school library.”

“Hey, shall we dance together?”

“Right now?” I exclaimed, surprised by Senior Sakurajima’s sudden suggestion.


“But we’re in the bath right now, aren’t we? How would we…?”

“You could come over to my side. There’s no one else here right now.”

“What?!” I couldn’t help but exclaim in shock.

Bathing in the open-air bath with Senior Sakurajima? Both of us naked? Such a thought…

The sensation of Senior Sakurajima’s lithe body from last night flashed through my mind. My face flushed, and my heart raced uncontrollably.

But, more importantly, if I were to enter the women’s bath and someone came, it would lead to a major problem.

Then I heard Senior Sakurajima’s chuckling.

“Just kidding, just kidding! It was a joke.”

Realizing I had been teased, I felt even more embarrassed.

“Please don’t tease me like that. Really.”

“Sorry. But your reaction was just too cute…”

“Even Senior Sakurajima makes such jokes,” I said, a mix of annoyance and amusement in my tone.

“But the part about dancing together is true. We’ll each dance on our own side, imagining the other. It’s like air folk dancing, right?”

“But isn’t it a bit cramped for folk dancing?”

“Right. So, what should we do? Isshiki-kun, do you have any ideas?”

At that moment, I remembered the “psychological test” Manami-san had done on the bus trip here.

This might be a natural way to learn more about Senior Sakurajima’s thoughts.

“How about a psychological test?”

“A psychological test? What kind of test?”

“I’ll ask you some questions, and you just answer with whatever comes to mind first. It’s simple, right?”

“Sounds fun! It’s perfect for doing while we’re talking in the bath. But challenging me to a psychological test, that’s quite cheeky of you.”

Girls do seem to like fortune-telling and psychological tests.

This way, I can learn more about Senior Sakurajima’s preferences. I grinned at the thought.

“Just one thing to remember: don’t overthink it. Just answer with the first thing that comes to mind.”


“First question: You’re going hiking in the mountains. Would you choose a distant, tall mountain or a nearby, smaller one?”

“Well, it depends on how much time I have…”

“Don’t overthink it. Just answer with your first instinct.”

“Then… the distant, tall mountain? It seems like it would offer a different experience.”

Interesting, a distant, tall mountain… Just like me.

“Second question: Do you meticulously plan your hike, or do you prefer to enjoy it spontaneously?”

“I’m the type to plan it out. Just going on a whim can be dangerous.”

That’s expected, given her previous answer about the distant mountain.

“Third question: What’s the first animal you encounter on the mountain? And what’s the next one?”

“The first animal is a squirrel, I guess. And the next one, maybe a weasel?”

“A squirrel and a weasel?”

I repeated the answer, slightly puzzled by the choice.

“Yeah. Squirrels are cute but timid, quickly hiding away. Weasels are cute too, but they have a fierce wild side, and they’re smart. I like them.”

That made sense when she put it that way.

“Fourth question: You come across a cliff on the mountain path. How high is it?”

“A cliff? Maybe about the height of a two-story building? It looks easy to climb at first, but it’s hard because the sand and dirt keep crumbling.”

Hmm, another answer that’s not straightforward…

“Fifth question: There’s a mountain hut where you can stay overnight. Where is it located? At the base of the mountain, midway up, or near the summit?”

“All three.”


I was surprised. It was an unexpected answer.

“You can’t pick all three. Just choose one.”

“Well, mountain huts are lodging facilities, right? Naturally, there should be several at the base, and there’s bound to be a resting hut midway up. And near the summit, there’s usually a refuge hut for emergencies.”

“Don’t think about it so logically; just answer with your intuition.”

“Then, midway up the mountain, I guess. Slightly closer to the base.”

That answer seemed reasonable.

“Sixth question: You enter the mountain hut. Inside, there are candles burning. How many candles are there?”

“Maybe five? All clustered in the center of the table.”

“Last question: There’s a painting on the wall of the hut. What does it depict?”

“A tall tower. A girl is trapped at the top, looking out the window.”

The last answer was more straightforward. Many of Senior Sakurajima’s responses were challenging to interpret.

“So, what do these answers reveal?”

She sounded a bit expectant.

“Let me explain. The first question about choosing a mountain represents the kind of marriage partner you hope for.”

“The kind of marriage partner I hope for?”

“It means you’re willing to put in some effort for the ideal partner and won’t settle for someone just because they’re convenient.”

“I see. And the next one?”

“The second question about planning relates to how you approach dates with a partner. Whether you enjoy spontaneous outings or prefer to plan them in advance.”

“Hmm, interesting.”

She seemed only partially convinced.

“The third question about the first animal you meet on the mountain symbolizes how you see yourself.”

“So, does that mean I see myself as ‘squirrel-like’?” Senior Sakurajima inquired.

“That seems to be the case. Though I personally see you more as a deer than a squirrel.”

“Ah, but if we consider ‘timidness,’ a squirrel might be right. And if we add the desire ‘to be cute,’ then squirrel isn’t off the mark, either.”

Senior Sakurajima was making her own interpretations. I wonder if she’s convinced by this.

“There were two parts to the third question, right? What does the second animal represent?”

“The second animal represents the image of your ‘lover or someone you like.'”


“Yes. So it seems you see your lover or someone you like as ‘weasel-like.'”

There was no immediate response from Senior Sakurajima.

But what kind of guy is like a weasel? Earlier, Senior Sakurajima said, ‘cute but with a wild nature, and smart.’ I don’t have a very positive image of weasels myself.

“What about the fourth question, ‘the height of the cliff’?”

Senior Sakurajima asked.

“The ‘height of the cliff’ represents ‘the perceived obstacles to love’s success.’ The higher the cliff, the farther you feel from achieving romance.”

“I envisioned a cliff not so high but difficult to climb because of the sandy and loose soil.”

“So, you feel that achieving love is difficult?”

“…That… might be accurate…”

I wonder who Senior Sakurajima is thinking of in her romantic interests. It’s intriguing…

“What’s next?”

“The fifth question, ‘the location of the mountain hut,’ represents the age or social status difference between you and your ideal partner.”

“What about my initial response, ‘all three’?”

“That would mean you’re open to all possibilities: older, same age, younger; higher status, same level, lower status.”

“That makes it sound like I’m aiming for all men! No, no, that’s absolutely not true!”

With that exclamation, something flew over from the other side of the partition.

Splash, splash – consecutive splashes in the bath.

Snowballs. Was she grabbing snow within reach and throwing it over?

“Whoa, Senior Sakurajima! What are you throwing? Hey, you’re going to hit me!”

“It’s because Isshiki-kun is saying weird things! I’m not like that!”

Even as she said this, several more snowballs were tossed over.

“Okay, okay, I understand. Please stop throwing. This is just a game.”

“I don’t like being thought of that way by you!”

“It’s okay, it’s okay. I don’t think that. Really.”

The snowball bombardment finally ceased.

“You really don’t think that, right?”

“Yes, I really don’t. And you corrected yourself to ‘midway up the mountain, slightly below,’ right? That’s fine.”

“…Somehow, Isshiki-kun, you’re being mean…”

Hearing Senior Sakurajima’s words, I almost burst out laughing.

She’s getting worked up over this. She does have her cute moments.

“What about the sixth question…”

“It’s nothing strange, I hope?”

“Of course not. The number of candles inside the mountain hut represents ‘the number of close friends you have or people who would help you in trouble.'”

“So in my case, there are five people who would help me in trouble?”

“That seems right.”

“I guess that makes sense… but I’m still annoyed about the earlier part.”

“Finally, the last question. ‘The painting in the hut’ represents ‘your current anxieties.'”

“My current anxieties?”

“Yes. So you feel trapped in a high tower, waiting for someone?”

“Trapped in a high tower… waiting for someone…”

Senior Sakurajima fell silent for a moment.

“What’s wrong, Senior Sakurajima?”

“How would you answer these questions, Isshiki-kun?”


“Yes. It’s not fair that only I answered. You have to tell me yours too.”

“Okay. My first answer was ‘distant mountain.’ Second, ‘I would plan.’ The first animal I encountered was a dog, and the next, a deer. The fourth question’s cliff was ‘just high enough to climb.’ The mountain hut was ‘midway up the mountain, slightly above.’ The number of candles was three. And the last, ‘the painting on the wall,’ was ‘a beautiful girl being kidnapped by a man.'”

“Hmm,” Senior Sakurajima murmured, as if deep in thought.

“The second animal in the third question represents ‘a lover or someone you like,’ right?”

“Yes, that’s right.”

“You said I was more like a deer than a squirrel earlier, didn’t you?”


I fell silent, unable to respond immediately.

I wanted to answer, to be clear about my feelings. But I was afraid that doing so would ruin this comfortable relationship with Senior Sakurajima.

“That means…”

After a moment of silence, just as I was about to speak, I heard voices from the women’s bath.

“There’s an open-air bath here too.”

“It seems like other people are coming. That’s the end of our psychological test then,” Senior Sakurajima said with a hint of melancholy.

“Yes, it seems so.”

It’s a pity, but it can’t be helped. I was looking down, deep in thought, when suddenly…


A snowball hit me right on the head.

“One last thing. Don’t get too close to Meika all the time! Pay more attention to me!”

With those words, the sound of lively female voices carried over from the women’s bath. Our private time in the open-air bath had come to an end.

After leaving the bath, I returned to my room, where Ishida had not yet come back.

I thought about joining the party in the main hall again but decided against it. I lay on my bed, basking in the happiness of the moments I had spent with Senior Sakurajima in the open-air bath.

And then, her question…

What was she thinking at that time? What would have happened if I had answered?

Knock knock.

The sound of someone knocking at the door woke me up. It seemed I had fallen asleep without realizing it.

Looking at the clock, not much time had passed.

…Who could it be? Could it be Senior Sakurajima…?

I got up, feeling a bit groggy, and walked to the door.

When I opened it, there stood Meika-chan.

“Meika-chan? What’s up?”

“I have something I want to talk to Yū-san about… May I come in?”

There was an undeniable sense of urgency in her request.

“Ah, sure.”

I quickly made space for her to sit by moving aside my ski wear, which I had left lying around.

Meika-chan entered the room after me, sitting on Ishida’s bed opposite mine.

“What did you want to talk about?”

Meika-chan remained silent, looking downwards, not showing any intention to start the conversation.

“Is it about today’s game?”

I tried to start the conversation, but she remained silent.

“Should I make some coffee? It might take a while.”

In the hotel, each room was equipped with an electric kettle and coffee and tea sachets.

Meika-chan nodded slightly.

I filled the kettle at the washbasin near the door and noticed the security stopper on the door was engaged.

…When did that happen? Maybe when I closed the door…?

I removed the stopper and returned to the room with the water-filled kettle.

The water boiled quickly.

“Do you take sugar or milk in your coffee?” I asked.

She answered briefly, “Either way.”

I decided to make two black coffees. I needed something to wake me up, and Meika-chan could add to hers if she wanted.

I handed one mug to Meika-chan and sat back on my bed.

I drank my coffee in silence. She just stared at her mug.

Meika-chan had been acting differently since we returned from the ski slopes in the evening. She was fine during the day, so probably my quitting the game upset her.

There’s nothing I can do but apologize for that.


It was when my mug was nearly empty that Meika-chan finally spoke.

“What do you think of me, Yū-san?”

“What do you mean?”

“I want to know your true feelings. How do you see me?”

Meika-chan looked up, her gaze earnest. I instinctively averted my eyes.

“I think you’re cute. Like a sister I wish I had…”

“I like you, Yū-san!” She interrupted me.

Her declaration was so forceful that I looked up in surprise.

Meika-chan’s eyes were resolute, making me realize I couldn’t give her a half-hearted response.

“I’m happy to hear that, but you’re Ishida’s sister and I’ve known you since first year of junior high. I can’t see you in that way anymore.”

“I’m already in high school! I don’t want to be seen just as ‘a friend’s sister.’ I want you to see me for who I am!”

“But right now, I just can’t feel that way…”

“What about now? What do you mean by ‘now’? Will you come to like me in the future? How long should I wait?”

I was at a loss for words in response to her intense tone.

Meika-chan clutched her chest as if in pain.

“I know you don’t see me as a woman. I’ve been trying to give up, telling myself it’s okay to just be ‘the friend’s sister’ and keep meeting you like this. But…”

She looked at me, pleadingly.

“When I heard you got a girlfriend in university, I was shocked. I regretted so many times not expressing my feelings earlier. It was stupid to accept defeat without trying!”

Meika-chan poured out her true feelings. All I could do was listen.

“But then I heard she cheated on you and you broke up. I thought it was a chance given by God. This time, I decided not to regret and to confront you with all my might!”


I spoke softly.

“You’re very cute and charming. Many guys approached you during this camp. I’m sure many will fall for you in the future. You don’t need to rush.”

“Do you only like Sakurajima-san? Is it only her you want? Are you saying I can’t compete with her charm?”

“No, it’s not about winning or losing…”

“I’ll become more beautiful once I’m in university. I’ll wear makeup, become more feminine, and my chest will grow as big as Sakurajima-san’s!”

Inappropriately, I thought, ‘Well, Sakurajima-senpai already had a big chest in her second year of high school.’

“So… so… please look at me more… fall in love with me…”

Tears spilled from Meika-chan’s large eyes.

She wiped them away with her fist, but more tears followed.

“Then let me ask you seriously…”

I sat up straight on the bed.

“Are your feelings for me genuine?”

Meika-chan looked up in surprise, still wiping her tears.

“You only meet me a few times a year. You hardly know me. How can you say you like me so much?”

“That’s because… you’re always kind, you listen to me, you’re responsible in many ways… and I think you’re cool.”

“Is that enough to fall in love with someone?”

“But doesn’t love come regardless of the number of meetings or how long you’ve known each other?”

“That might be true, but real love, I believe, requires deep interaction.”

I paused, taking a deep breath before continuing.

“That’s what I think based on my experience. I’ve liked Sakurajima-senpai since high school. But looking back, it was more like a wishful ‘I hope we can date.’ That’s not real love, it’s ‘admiration.'”

Meika-chan stopped crying and listened attentively.

“But now it’s different. Sakurajima-senpai and I shared the painful experience of ‘a partner’s infidelity,’ supported each other, and overcame it. My feelings for her now are completely different from mere admiration.”

“Are you saying my feelings are just ‘admiration’?”

“To me, it seems so. Kazumi-san told me that too. She’s also a graduate of Ichikawa Girls’ Academy. Girls your age in an all-girls school tend to project their ideals onto someone close. So you’re not seeing the real me, but an idealized version of me…”

Suddenly, Meika-chan lunged at me.

Yes, she literally pounced.

With the agility honed in the track team, she grabbed my shoulders and pushed me down.

Caught off guard, I fell back on the bed, facing up.

Meika-chan straddled me.

“Are you saying my feelings are just an illusion? That I’m just admiring and projecting my ideals onto you?”

Meika-chan’s face twisted in frustration, on the verge of tears again.

“I’m serious. I’m prepared.”

“Prepared for what?”

“Last night, you stayed in Sakurajima-san’s room, right? Just the two of you for the whole night… Then… with me…”

As she spoke, Meika-chan unzipped her fleece.

Beneath it, her floral pajamas’ buttons were now visible.

Her fingers started unbuttoning them.

“Wait, wait, what are you doing…”

Ignoring my panic, Meika-chan smoothly removed her fleece.

She then slipped her arms out of the pajama top.

Now she was sitting astride me, her upper body in just a bra.

Just as her hands reached for her bra…

“Hey, Yū, are you not coming to the party?”

A loud, out-of-place voice echoed from the hallway.

But… it was a godsend.

“Meika-chan! It’s Ishida, Ishida’s coming. Quick, put your clothes back on.”

But Meika-chan shook her head like a cat and refused.

“It’s fine. I’ve put the stopper on the door. So big brother can’t come in. I don’t want anyone to interrupt us.”

…Did Meika-chan put the stopper on the door…?

That thought crossed my mind momentarily, but the current issue was more pressing.

“I was the one who removed that stopper!”

Just then, the sound of a card key being inserted and the door opening resonated.

“Hey, Yū, are you sleeping?”

With a carefree voice, Ishida nonchalantly entered the room.

In the next moment, his gaze met the scene of me on the bed and Meika-chan straddling me.

“What are you guys doing…?”

“It’s not what it looks like, Ishida, it’s not!”


Startled, Meika-chan jumped off me, grabbed her discarded pajama top, and covered her chest as she crouched down. Her face was as red as an apple.

Even Ishida was stunned.

“You mean to tell me, my best friend and my sister were sleeping together?”

“That’s nonsense!”

I felt my face heat up as I desperately tried to explain.

“I’m fully clothed! And Meika-chan is still wearing her pants, she hasn’t even taken off her underwear!”

Ishida then seemed to understand.

“Right, that makes sense. From what I saw, it didn’t look like you guys were doing anything. It seemed more like Meika forcibly pushed you down…”

His gaze shifted to Meika-chan.

“Were you trying to steal Yū away from Sakurajima-senpai? Thinking you had no chance with the current situation?”

Ishida, you’re asking a high school girl, your sister, if she was trying to “steal” someone?

Meika-chan glared at Ishida with her face still flushed red.

“Big brother, you’re so insensitive! Get out now! Don’t come back to this room! I’m staying with Yū-san tonight!”

“No way, I can’t leave in this situation. If I do, mom and dad will kill me. Besides, this is mine and Yū’s room. I don’t have anywhere else to sleep.”

Was that really the issue? I thought, but Ishida’s matter-of-fact tone helped me calm down.

I got off the bed and stood beside Ishida.

Meika-chan was still crouching with her face red, so I spoke to her.

“Meika-chan, we’ll step out for a while. You can get dressed and go back to your room. And don’t worry about today. I know you’re not the kind of girl to do this sort of thing. And just so you know, I consider myself another brother to you.”

Meika-chan didn’t say anything.

Leaving her behind, Ishida and I left the room.

We bought canned coffees from the vending machine in the lobby.

“Sorry, Yū. Meika caused you trouble.”

Ishida seemed hesitant to apologize.

“No, it’s my fault for causing a misunderstanding. But I never expected Meika-chan to be so serious…”

“I knew about her seriousness. But I thought it was safe since it was you.”

“Anyway, thanks for coming, Ishida. But honestly, it’s going to be awkward to face Meika-chan tomorrow.”

“Don’t say that. Sometimes just be there for her. She’s serious in her own way.”

Ishida downed the rest of his coffee.

“And like I said before, I don’t mind if you become my brother-in-law.”

“Please, not now. I’m really not up for that…”

Tiredly, I looked at Ishida.

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My Girlfriend Cheated on Me With a Senior, so I’m Cheating on Her With His Girlfriend

My Girlfriend Cheated on Me With a Senior, so I’m Cheating on Her With His Girlfriend

Kanojo ga Senpai ni NTR-reta no de, Senpai no Kanojo wo NTR-masu, Kanojo NTR (LN), 彼女が先輩にNTRれたので、先輩の彼女をNTRます
Score 7.6
Status: Ongoing Type: Author: , Artist: , Released: 2021 Native Language: Japanese
“Touko-senpai! Please have an affair with me!” “Calm down, Isshiki-kun… I won’t be satisfied unless we make those two who cheated on us experience hell itself!” Isshiki Yuu was shocked by his girlfriend cheating on him, so he decided to cheat on her with the girlfriend of the boy who stole his girlfriend, Sakurajima Touko, who also happened to be the senpai he admires. As part of their plan, Touko proposed to have the greatest possible ‘payback’, and so she started to make Yuu into an attractive and popular man with girls!? His choice of clothes, the conversation topics, etc… Yuu finds himself in the middle of a crazy increase in his reputation with the girls; however, his feelings for Touko only continue to grow. As their plan continues to progress, the relationship between the two of them suddenly grows intimate… What is this ‘payback’ that the two who were cheated on will carry out on Christmas Eve?! What is the conclusion that awaits the two of them!? The curtains rise on a love comedy of revenge!


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