Heroine Regret 100

Heroine Regret 100

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Edited by: Tiny Fan Fiction

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I don’t like Kitagami-san.

The Service Club right now is filled with a strange, ambiguous atmosphere.

Yuigahama Yui’s face turns red, and she can clearly feel her heart racing, beating wildly.

It’s accelerating even more, far beyond the peak limit.

“No, this doesn’t match what I thought at all.”

“It’s just… it’s a simulation confession, acting and all?”

“Her heart is beating so fast, Kitagami-san looks really stunning……”

Yuigahama Yui can’t control her body, but her mind remains sharp and logical, functioning at high speed.

No, no, no…….

Earlier, I clearly didn’t imagine it like this!

“Yuigahama… store…. long….”

Kitagami Yoru’s line of sight overlaps with Yuigahama Yui, mistaking her for Mrs. Yuigahama.

Mistaking the daughter for the mother.

She whispers softly in a barely audible voice.

As soon as she finishes speaking, Kitagami Yoru suddenly widens her eyes: “Not good!”

She quickly covers her mouth and stealthily observes Yuigahama Yui’s reaction.

Luckily, Yuigahama Yui is tense and didn’t hear; otherwise, she’d be in trouble!

“Whew.”

She secretly lets out a breath, and Kitagami Yoru feels much clearer, taking a step forward.

She suddenly takes a big step forward, startling Yuigahama Yui and making her forget she’s in a simulation.

“Yuigahama-san, I like you. Please go out with me!”

Kitagami Yoru smiles warmly and declares her love loudly.

In the next moment.

Yukinoshita Yukino’s slender, fair hands rested on the guitar strings and she opened her mouth, humming a cheerful, elegant melody.

The tone was perfect, delicate and enchanting!

Miura Yumiko didn’t hesitate, pressing down on the remote control in her hand with force.

“Thump-thump”

“Plap-plap-plap”

The ceiling of the Service Club’s room had fragile balloons that all burst open at the same time!

Inside, countless rose petals fell along with Yukinoshita Yukino’s singing, slowly drifting down.

The balloon explosion made Yuigahama Yui scream in surprise, unsure of what was happening and instinctively moving toward where people were.

“Wait, this is your own confession segment, isn’t it? How do you feel about it?”

“Even the balloons are ones you inflated yourself!”

Kitagami Yoru caught Yuigahama Yui’s body and held her waist with one hand while gently touching her hair with the other.

“Yuigahama-san, I like you. Will you go out with me?”

Her gentle eyes were on the verge of shedding tears as she looked at Yuigahama Yui, finishing without giving her a chance to react. A faint smile played on her lips as she turned away.

“Ah?”

Just as Yuigahama Yui was about to kiss him, she fearfully closed her eyes and clutched Kitagami Yoru’s clothing.

She didn’t even dodge?

A few rose petals floated above Yuigahama Yui’s head as the music reached its peak.

After a couple of breaths, Kitagami Yoru gently pushed Yuigahama Yui’s shoulder, making her look up:

“Yuigahama-san?”

“I… uh… I’m fine…”

Yuigahama Yui then looked up with a face that was bright red, stunning Kitagami Yoru.

That’s too…

Her neck and cheeks were clearly flushed with embarrassment.

You said this is the ride you just had fun with your favorite boy, and after reaching the peak in the roller coaster, Kitagami Yoru’s expression is all…

“Well… you…”

Yuigahama Yui stutters her words nervously, not daring to make eye contact with Kitagami Yoru.

“Scared? Yuigahama-san?”

Kitagami Yoru raises his hands helplessly, asking with concern.

“It… it’s okay, I guess.”

Yuigahama Yui nods dazedly, stealing a glance at Kitagami Yoru and whispering in response.

“Looks like you’ve succeeded, everything is settled.”

Kitagami Yoru smiles faintly.

“Ha!”

Observing stealthily from the side, Yuigahama Yui’s heart skips a beat, feeling an urge to escape here.

“I need to go out and use the restroom.”

Suppressing her strange feelings, Yuigahama Yui quickly walks toward the door.

She didn’t notice the broken balloon pieces on the ground, slipping as they slide.

Losing her balance, she crashes into Kitagami Yoru.

The same familiar scene unfolds, leaving no escape from the cramped space!

Kitagami Yoru watches Yuigahama Yui collide with him, not wanting her to fall. He tries to reach out and support her.

Just as it happened with his mother, the same incident repeats with his daughter without any changes.

Kitagami Yoru falls to the ground, laughing bitterly, his hair scattered around, staring at Yuigahama Yui sitting on his stomach.

“I… I didn’t do it intentionally, Kitagami-san!”

Yuigahama Yui lowers her head, apologizing repeatedly and quickly getting up.

“It’s okay. You should get up.”

Holding Yuigahama Yui’s wrist, Kitagami Yoru lets her use his strength.

However, it seems Yuigahama Yui can’t keep her balance and slips again.

She throws herself at Kitagami Yoru, whose soft cheek presses against hers.

Outside.

Yukinoshita Yukino stops playing the guitar, curiously looking inside.

“Why’s it so quiet? What happened next?”

“Yui, are you two okay?”

Miura Yumiko clears her throat and shouts.

A commotion ensues as Kitagami Yoru and Yuigahama Yui quickly scramble to their feet.

“I’m fine, Yumiko.”

Yuigahama Yui retracts her hand.

That’s strange. Did she grab Kitagami-san’s arm?

“The experiment was successful.”

Kitagami Yoru has a strange expression and responds unusually.

After saying that, they both glance at each other awkwardly and feel a bit shy.

Or maybe Yuigahama Yui is extremely embarrassed and flustered!

Kitagami-san confessed!

Even though I know it’s fake, my heart races.

The recent Kitagami-san is just too good-looking!

“Thump-thump－－”

Ebina Hina opens the door of the Service Club, and the room becomes bright.

The three enter together without noticing Yuigahama Yui and Kitagami Yoru.

“I’ll go wash my hands.”

Yuigahama Yui makes a sly smile as she quickly leaves the Service Club.

“I’m going too, I accidentally fell, my hands are a bit dirty.”

Kitagami Yoru follows soon after.

“Kitagami-san….”

After leaving the Service Club, Yuigahama Yui stops to wait for Kitagami Yoru to come over.

“I wasn’t intentionally following you, Yuigahama-san, I apologize.”

“I scared you, your breathing is uneven, I’m really sorry!”

Kitagami Yoru looks uncomfortable and stealthily tilts his head, with his hands folded.

“No, no… It has nothing to do with you.”

“It was my own fault for not watching where I was stepping, ‘fruity’… ‘fruity’.”

Yuigahama Yui looks embarrassed and waves her hands dismissively, moving away from Kitagami Yoru.

Also, don’t mention the following!

You’re really trying to make me blush on purpose, huh?

The floor where the Service Club is located doesn’t have a restroom.

Apologizing all the way, Kitagami Yoru and Yuigahama Yui end up outside the restroom on the next level.

Water flows out in a rush from the open faucet.

Kitagami Yoru holds up his hand and splashes water onto his face.

“Ugh～”

He tries it on Eriri’s butt, feeling a strange sensation.

“Mom…”

“Kitagami-san….”

Yuigahama Yui is distracted and uses the mirror to observe Kitagami Yoru.

It was just this afternoon yesterday.

Mom said, “I don’t like Kitagami-san!”

“Why? Just a few minutes ago.”

A fake mock confession already messed up my mind!

Yuigahama Yui washed her face with water, but it did nothing to ease the complicated mess in her head.

Her emotions were really strange.

She slammed her face a few times and then quickly darted into the bathroom without saying a word.

“Is that my lucky break?”

Kitagami Yoru wiped away the water droplets from his face.

“Like some lucky wolf in an anime?”

Back at the Service Club, she cleaned the room and prepared more balloons with everyone else.

Five people working together made it fast.

Everything was done in a few minutes, and they returned to the Teaching Building in batches.

Kitagami Yoru didn’t want anyone to see him with the three beautiful girls, so he went back to the Classroom.

He bought a bottle of black coffee before leaving.

Passing by Eriri’s desk, he slowed down slightly and looked inside.

Eriri was lying on the desk without noticing.

The bell rang for class at the same time, and Kitagami Yoru returned to his seat.

First period.

It’s math class.

Kitagami Yoru was paying attention, and he could understand most of it.

Some parts were unclear even to the rest of the class.

The last class of the day was a lively physical education class.

In the afternoon sun, the temperature wasn’t as intense as it would be in summer.

After some time has passed, it’s necessary to wear a coat when going out in the evening.

It’s better to take your backpack down early and change into sports shoes. Today is the physical test.

Shuchiin Academy has a super large running track in the middle of its football fields, made by combining two standard ones.

Physical tests are usually conducted here.

Kitagami Yoru is quietly waiting on the side, looking at everyone chatting as they wait for class to start, still a few minutes away.

Luckily, physical classes are often held with several grades together.

He doesn’t seem out of place this way either.

A few minutes pass.

The physical education teacher blows the whistle to gather everyone. It’s a young man in his late twenties with short hair.

“Today we’ll conduct a 100-meter sprint test,” says the PE teacher.

The PE teacher lines up the students.

“Count off!”

“Stand at attention!”

“Disperse, do 10 push-ups where you are!”

Kitagami Yoru’s class begins warming up near the track.

Each grade’s physical education classes vary.

After about ten minutes, other classes disband and engage in their own activities.

Kitagami Yoru’s class is just starting to line up for the sprint test.

…….

Shinomiya Kaguya, a few meters away, quietly asks Hayasaka Ai.

“Hayasaka, have you finished all your tasks?” Kaguya asks.

Thanks to her cold demeanor, no other students dare to approach Kaguya. Those nearby keep their distance.

“Yes, I’ve completed them. One million yen and get him promoted and a raise for his father,” Hayasaka says.

Hayasaka Ai’s gaze, alongside Shinomiya Kaguya, turns toward the slightly arrogant Kitagami Yoru in the distance.

Truly, shocking Hayasaka Ai for a million years!

The real culprit isn’t Kitagami Yoru!

Based on the information you’ve found, Kitagami Yoru is an incurable obsessive-compulsive shut-in. It makes sense that he would do this.

“That’s enough.”

Shinomiya Kaguya’s cold gaze shows no emotion at all.

Of course, she still despises Kitagami Yoru and would never forgive him.

Dare you say you’re useless?

“Kaguya-sama, I’ll leave now.”

Hayasaka Ai stands up and leaves to avoid exposure.

Returning to the class harem group, Hayasaka Ai quickly changes her expression and brings up the topic.

The harem members shift their attention to Hayasaka Ai.

“Hayasaka, didn’t you confess to Kitagami Yoru once before?”

“What if we tried again?”

“Yeah, yeah, I would have gone just because he’s so handsome, and then I’d regret it.”

“Oh, you like the pretty boys. Don’t drag me into this.”

Hayasaka Ai isn’t interested in interacting with Kitagami Yoru and uses her usual excuse for rejecting boys.

“Hey, Hayasaka, you still haven’t forgotten about the guy you hurt back in middle school?”

“What a stubborn little thing…,”

“Too bad, Hayasaka. So very cute.”

The harem members feel sorry for her while standing up.

“There’s some truth to that,”

Hayasaka Ai stood together, revealing a hurt expression.

On the surface, it seems like this, but deep down, there’s no emotion, like a stagnant pool of dead water for millions of years.

She can’t forget; after all, she made it up herself.

Hayasaka Ai and her group of popular girls head toward Kitagami Yoru.

They aren’t the first ones to approach him.

Someone takes the lead, and soon several girls are gathered around Kitagami Yoru.

“Hey, Kitagami-san, can I add your contact information?”

“LINE’s fine. Phone number is also acceptable.”

“Tomorrow is the weekend. Want to go shopping in Shibuya together?”

“How about Shinjuku? How does that sound?”

A few girls surround Kitagami Yoru, bombarding him with dates.

Japan is a country where the adult entertainment industry contributes significantly to its economy.

The social atmosphere has become more relaxed.

Not only in Shinjuku’s Kabukicho district, but across Japan (excluding rural areas), there are plenty of soap lands.

Young Big Siblings dressed stylishly stand at street corners to attract customers.

“I’m sorry, I have feelings for someone.”

Kitagami Yoru repeatedly waves his hands in refusal.

It seems ineffective; instead, more girls from several classes gather around him.

Each class has five or six students, so a few classes amount to about twenty people.

Suddenly, a group of attractive female classmates surrounds Kitagami Yoru.

The less attractive ones aren’t included because they lack self-awareness.

Not far away.

Many boys look at him with envious eyes, their gazes almost reaching out.

A little shy, afraid of being embarrassed, or having a boyfriend.

Gathered around discussing the suddenly slim and handsome Kitagami Yoru.

The temperature is rising!

“Kitagami-san…..”

Kato Megumi, with a slightly furrowed brow, shares similar feelings to those boys.

She doesn’t envy Kitagami Yoru’s good looks.

It’s not about dissatisfaction; her friends surrounded a group of girls and took away something that felt like hers.

She didn’t notice Kitagami Yoru looking impatient, “Don’t like it?”

“Can’t let me through? Let me pass!”

“Hmm.”

Kato Megumi grew increasingly dissatisfied and let out a cute little sigh.

Inviting Kitagami Yoru to lunch at noon didn’t go well!

“The time I can spend with Kitagami-san is getting fewer and fewer…..”

Kato Megumi couldn’t help but worry about it.

If they don’t interact for a long time, their relationship will fade away.

Feelings can become dull. From being very good and intimate friends, they’ll just be acquaintances who nod at each other….

It’s not strange at all.

Kitagami Yoru has become popular, and the things he’s involved in are different now. Eventually, he’ll drift away from her.

“I only have Kitagami-san as my friend…”

“He takes me out, so I guess it won’t be much for him either…..”

Kato Megumi worried about it.

“Oh, come on, what’s there to look at? Huh-huh～”

A sudden snort from behind caught the girl’s attention.

Turning back, it’s a thick bangs with black frame glasses, typical of an otaku.

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