The Heroines Want to Fall in Love 85
by TINY FAN FICTIONThe Heroines Want to Fall in Love 85
Edited by: Tiny Fan Fiction
Chapter 85 His Past
Inside the living room.
The TV was playing a show that girls often watch.
A romance reality show, titled “Don’t Be Deceived by the Wolf.”
Asakura Yuu had seen a few seasons of it.
The topic from earlier was still ongoing…
“In a sword fighting tournament, the weak shouldn’t be on the battlefield.” Asakura Yuu shared his opinion: “Not to mention individual matches, but in team matches, whether it’s 3 vs 3 or 5 vs 5, having a weak link will get you picked off one by one. After all, 2 fists can’t defeat 4 hands.”
Isshiki Iroha chuckled and said, “That sounds just like something you’d say, senpai.”
It makes me want to watch more of senpai’s old match recordings.
“By the way, what does the manager of the kendo club do?”
“Didn’t the kendo club have a female manager back when you were in it, senpai?”
“Yeah, there was one. She was 143.6 cm tall, had brown hair, and liked to hit people on the head with a wooden sword.” Asakura Yuu recalled the painful memories of being hit by Koyomi.
“She’s really short.”
Even in a country with a generally short population, her height was still pretty pitiful.
“Don’t say that to her face, or you’ll get hit.”
“I’m scared, is she in our school?”
“She moved away a few days after graduating from middle school. Why are you asking?”
Of course, it’s to reduce the number of rivals, senpai.
But since she’s moved away, I guess she’s not a threat anymore.
Isshiki Iroha moved closer to Asakura Yuu, pressing herself against his side.
“It’s nothing, I’m just curious.”
Asakura Yuu didn’t respond, seeming somewhat annoyed with her.
“By the way, senpai, why did you quit kendo?”
“I got tired of it.”
“You’re obviously lying.”
“Honestly, it was no fun. The middle school kids were too weak, and the strong swordsmen wouldn’t spar with me. So, it was boring.”
Lie, lie, lie.
Isshiki Iroha noticed he didn’t want to talk about it anymore, so she didn’t press the issue.
But the conversation suddenly became awkward.
So, she asked another question she was curious about…
“Senpai, which kendo hall did you train at in middle school? I remember you using a soft-style sword technique, like a butterfly dancing…”
Because, during middle school, there were few swordsmen who mastered breathing techniques.
Even in the high school national tournament’s elimination stages, you’d rarely see more than a few per team.
That’s because breathing techniques require instruction from a kendo hall, and those halls are very selective about their students…
“Can you stop prying into my past?” Asakura Yuu sighed.
“…Are you angry, senpai?”
“A bit. After all, the person standing in front of you is the high school version of Asakura Yuu, not the middle school one…”
“You’re being jealous of yourself, Yuu-kun. That’s cute.”
Isshiki Iroha teased her boyfriend and then stood up.
She headed to the kitchen, put on an apron, and asked, “What would you like to eat, Senpai?”
“I’ll eat when I get back, no need to prepare…”
Asakura Yuu hadn’t finished speaking when he noticed Isshiki Sakura standing in front of the TV, her hands on her hips and a cold expression on her face.
“Uh… let me think about it?”
It seemed wrong to refuse at this time?
But if Momo found out he was eating at another girl’s house, she’d get angry too.
‘One option would make my junior angry, and the other would make my live-in mistress angry.’
This was a choice that couldn’t be made!
Forget it, just go with the flow and solve the problem in front of him first.
“Hmph, no need for you to think about it, whatever I make, you’ll eat, Yuu.”
As she was about to leave, she muttered, “A girlfriend being stalked and you can still say you’ll leave right away? Pathetic, we’re breaking up.”
‘We weren’t even dating in the first place, why am I being labeled as a bad boyfriend?’
Asakura Yuu watched TV without saying a word.
The best way to deal with this little devil was to ignore her, yeah, that was right.
While Isshiki Sakura was cooking, Asakura Yuu sent a message to Momo, saying he’d eat outside and come back later.
Then he started thinking about how to solve this problem.
Unlike the last time with Yui’s incident, even if he knew who the stalker was, he couldn’t punish them, and reporting to the police might not be effective.
After all, it was just stalking, not theft or rape…
This was a tough one.
You couldn’t punish someone for a possible future crime, ‘this guy looks like a killer, so I’ll take him down first’ – that reasoning sounds strange, right?
People who think like that should be in a mental hospital, seriously.
But knowing the opponent was a potential killer and not taking precautions was also a reason to be hospitalized.
‘I can protect her for a while, but I won’t be able to protect her forever.’
Asakura Yuu pressed his hands against his forehead, his thumbs pressing his temples, ‘but what if the culprit doesn’t make a move until I leave in the future and then acts?’
Something that could always be by her side to protect her.
Such a thing couldn’t possibly exist, right?
…no, it seemed it actually did.
‘The animal familiar I bought last time, I haven’t used it yet…’
Because this superpower was special and could only be set once, Asakura Yuu had never used it.
The animal familiar didn’t turn him into an animal, but rather allowed him to create an animal that he had complete control over, with all the abilities of the original.
In other words, whatever abilities Asakura Yuu possessed, the animal would use them.
Hypnosis, master-level combat, piano, guitar, and flute… it sounds impressive, but limited by an animal’s physique, not all abilities can be used perfectly.
‘Cat? Dog? Or something else…’
There aren’t many animals that can appear in the city without being conspicuous.
“Ue, what kind of animal do you like? Do you like crows?”
If it’s a crow, master-level free fighting wouldn’t be necessary, but it could use hypnosis perfectly, which would be more than enough to protect a girl.
“Crows? They’re always rummaging through trash, so dirty, I don’t like them.”
Isshiki Ue’s disdainful voice came from the kitchen.
Alright, crows are a pass.
Animals that can fly.
Pigeons?
Too conspicuous, sparrows and the like?
Eagles… if they appeared in a place like this, it would make the news, right?
“You don’t like crows, so what do you like?”
Might as well ask the person herself.
“Butterflies?”
“…Okay, fine.”
Asakura Yuu opened a search engine.
Searching… the most beautiful butterflies.
The Helena butterfly, also known as the Goddess butterfly, okay, you’re the one.
Butterflies paired with hypnosis, hmm, it gives me a Pokémon-like feeling, reminds me of the first Butterfree that Satoshi released in the anime.
“I just so happen to have a butterfly at home, I’ll bring it to you tomorrow, your rental place is too boring, it can keep you company when I’m away, it’s a very well-behaved kid, you can let it fly around.”
“…”
In the kitchen, the spatula in Isshiki Ue’s hand trembled slightly.
What?
A butterfly?
Normally, when giving a girl a pet, it’s a cat, right?
If you’re going to give me a pet, shouldn’t you ask me about it first?
And, releasing a butterfly, are you serious?
Won’t it just fly away?
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