Vol 3 Chapter 1 (1/2)

[BOKUs.h.i.+NU V3] CUT 1 – TODAY I’M IN CHARGE OF WRITING A LETTER, AND YOU BECAME THE EDITOR

The cold season arrived, and it was a holiday in October.

“If you promise me that you won’t get angry, then I’ll tell you the truth.”

“Where did this come from?”

When I got out of bed and flipped open the shared diary, I found this sentence written in it. An ominous feeling struck me at full throttle.

“You have to solemnly swear, that no matter what you hear, you won’t get angry.”

“Alright, alright, I get it. What kind of trouble did you get into this time?”

It was probably just another stupid mishap of hers anyways.

“You swear you won’t get angry?”

“I swear I won’t get angry.”

“Are you sure? Are you sure?”

“Yes, yes.”

“If you do get angry, then I’ll reveal that [Hatsune Miku Striped Panties] search history on your computer.”

“I’ll definitely get angry if you reveal.”

Why would this idiot know about that? Please, just get to the point already.

“I think it was Monday? Kasumi invited me out, ‘Let’s go out on our day off.’ Sorry, I forgot to tell you.”

“Wait, is that all?”

My cla.s.smate, Kasumi.

She was a young maiden who possessed large-b.r.e.a.s.t.s, kept biting her tongue when she talked, and had her hair braided into pigtails. It looks like I have a date arranged with her.

“And then, since I have a very important promise that I must take care of on Sunday, I told her, ‘Then let’s meet up in front of the train station at 11 on Sat.u.r.day!’”

Sat.u.r.day. Isn’t that today?

So that’s what happened. Was she just worried because she didn’t tell me, and made an arrangement without my permission?

“But then, this is the important part.”

“Huh?”

This kind of trivial thing wasn’t that important——I thought in that moment, but what came next was the important part.

“On Wednesday after school, I was enjoying a parfait at Cafe Moonleaf, and then Misaki said, ‘I want to go buy some clothes for my little brother on our day off, and I hope that you’ll come with me.’”

“Oh”

Misaki.

An undercla.s.sman who worked at the coffee shop named “Cafe Moonleaf”. She was a two-faced witch, who would use her extraordinarily beautiful legs to take advantage of men. So she too invited me out?

“So then, what about it?”

Feeling skeptical, I continued reading,

“Hikari here told her that Hikari would be busy on Sunday, but at that time, Hikari had forgotten that she’ve already arranged a date with Kasumi… and then Hikari told her… ‘Let’s meet up in front of the train station at 11 on Sat.u.r.day!’”

“………Huh?”

Ah, that previous ominous premonition that should be long gone, was coming back with full force.

“In other words, Kasumi and Misaki will both be waiting in front of the train station for Sakamoto at 11’o clock on Sat.u.r.day, an extremely thrilling situation will happen in front of the train station. And so, now then, um…”

“………”

“Uhm, as such…”

………

“Do your best, boy”

“STOP MESSING AROUND WITH MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!”

I slammed the desk with both of my hands, and yelled towards the ceiling. This was the worst possible situation!!

“Hikari Yumesaki, look at what you’ve done now.”

I directed my complaint towards yesterday’s me, and after letting out a huge sigh, I looked towards the window, gazing at the blue sky, while also recalling another certain thought.

It must’ve been been half a year already.

On a certain rainy day in the beginning of April, the young girl named Hikari Yumesaki died in front of me.

For some coincident reason, I was at the scene, and I was questioned by a mysterious figure wearing a long, black robe, “Will you share half of your lifespan with her?” I agreed to those conditions, and Hikari Yumesaki, who should’ve been dead, was revived.

As a result, well, Hikari Yumesaki would take control of my body every other day, reviving in this sense. Ever since then, we would rely on the exchange diary to communicate with each other.

However, the problem is…

“But don’t you worry, all you have to do is tell them, ‘My heart is big enough to take in both Kasumi’s large b.r.e.a.s.t.s and Misaki’s thighs!’, and then you’ll have a happy ending. Hikari’s amazing to be able to think of such a good excuse!”

“Like h.e.l.l you’re amazing!? What kind of two-timing, double s.e.xual hara.s.sment phrase is that!?”

I continued raging towards the diary, and let out a painful groan. This idiot was still saying stupid things as usual.

Continuing on to the next page, she was still looking for excuses, “But the truth is, you’re actually really happy, right?”, and even included a group of ill.u.s.trations after this sentence of me, with an evil grin, in bed embracing a completely naked Kasumi and Misaki in my arms, and I couldn’t help but lightly click my tongue. You purposely double booked my dates!

…I was a little stunned, but honestly speaking, this much was still within the range of my expectations, and for me, it had already become a common occurrence. However, this way of life has recently encountered a new problem. This was because…

“Sakamoto, I’m really sorry. But you won’t get angry, right? There shouldn’t be any reason for you to get angry anyways.”

“Hm…”

The entry emitted an ominous premonition, and I braced myself as I continued reading.

“Because Sakamoto is always such a tough guy, but for Hikari-chan… Kyaa! Kyaa! So you wanted to pet my head and hug me! Sakamoto is such a closet pervert!”

“Ugh… This idiot…”

Seeing those words, I could only tightly bite my lips, unable to say anything. The reason was simple, it was just as she wrote, because of some unfortunate accident, the incredibly top secret that I like… like… like Hikari Yumesaki was exposed. Afterwards, that idiot would use this piece of information to tease me every single day.

“What should I do~ Should I be his girlfriend~ But the thing is, if he wants to be my boyfriend, then he’ll have to know that I don’t like people who get angry over these kinds of small things~ Who knows what Sakamoto’s response will be~ (stares)”

“Dammit, stop getting so full of yourself.”

There were three choices below, “Forgive/Not Forgive/Tsundere”——What does the last one even mean——Dammit, give this idiot an inch and she’ll take a mile. I better steel my heart and scold her a bit. Steel my heart… steel my heart…

“………”

After racking my brain for a while, I circled the word “Forgive”, and this action unsurprisingly made me feel dejected. It wasn’t like I was afraid of her hating me. It wasn’t like that… right.

“I’m always being dragged around on a leash by her.”

As such, I continued reading the ending of this incredibly long entry.

“I know for sure that Sakamoto will forgive me, so I’ll say good night for today! Don’t just mope around and yearn for me, but make sure to do your best for the day!”

Looking at that last line, I couldn’t help but retort, “It’s… It’s not like I’m yearning for you or anything.” and after playing the tsundere, I firmly closed the notebook. Aaahhh, I’m always being lead around in circles by her. Love is blind, just who came up with this phrase in the first place?

Ugh, even though at the end of the day I have to clean up for Hikari Yumesaki’s mess, the feelings of joy in my heart were also noticed by her.

“Sigh.”

I set the notebook down, and looked around the room.

My uniform was hanging from the clothes rack, my manga were arranged in the bookcase, the candy that was originally scattered around on the floor, everything was perfectly arranged nice and clean. It looks like she has slightly realized the the fact that she was a girl. So she has a cute side too after all.

However——

“My entire life span huh…”

——Are you willing to give up the rest of your life span to let her revive?

I suddenly recalled what had happened one morning a couple of days ago. I didn’t know what these words meant, but it probably had something to do with the problem that we were struggling with.

The problem of Hikari Yumesaki’s time——being reduced by thirty minutes.

A long time pa.s.sed since then, and for the moment, the reduced time remained at thirty minutes, no more, but who knows if it would still be like this in the future. Although Hikari Yumesaki pretended to not care, she was probably feeling afraid. Because of this, maybe I should tell her about the phone call from the black-clothed person…

“I can’t say it.”

The vague words weren’t nice in any way. I decided to try to avoid causing any chaos.

And so in the end, I still have yet to tell Hikari Yumesaki, nor find any solutions. “Just what kind of solution would work,” in the end, each time I could only reach this conclusion.

“…Let’s just eat breakfast first.”

I may have been sweeping things under the rug. I also couldn’t help but feel disgusted with myself.

Our life of two souls sharing one body may appear peaceful, but there was trouble hiding in the shadows. I remained frustrated with this fact, but Hikari Yumesaki couldn’t possibly feel at ease because of this. On this autumn day, I will obviously be drawn in another troublesome and more dangerous situation.

And so, two days later, such a situation quickly occurred.

“I lost my memories.”

“You spent a pa.s.sionate night with your girlfriend until you lost your memories? Now this is why you’re a delinquent.”

“I lost my memories…”

“Also, why are you not calling me Miss? Now this is why you’re a delinquent.”

“I lost… my memories…”

“Goodness me, why must you be born with such a terrifying face? Now this is——”

“Memories… sob… sob…”

“Ah, Akitsuki, what’s wrong? I’ll pay close attention to what you have to say, so don’t cry anymore.”

Sunday had gone by, and during the lunch break on the Monday after, I came to the nurse’s office, and I was crying manly tears in front of the school nurse, Higumo. The reason was because of the overlapping dates incident. Afterwards, I tried asking both of them to cancel the dates.

“I went to the beauty salon. It’s definitely not because I’m about to go out with Senpai by the way.”

First I received this text from Misaki, and immediately after came Kasumi.

“I’m really looking forward to our date. I can play until whenever, even until tomorrow morning…”

Getting this kind of text, how am I supposed to ask, “Can we move the date to a later time?” Furthermore, I didn’t want to pa.s.s up theses chances for a date with a girl with big b.r.e.a.s.t.s and a girl with beautiful thighs, as any virgin male would hesitate when faced with a moment to act without restraint.

And so in the end, I took a risk, and thought up a battle plan to stall time.

“Sorry, since I have something to do afterwards, let’s just end at 4:00. I’ll make it up to you next time.”

Anyhow, first I’ll send this text to Misaki, and then for Kasumi.

“Sorry, since I have something to do beforehand, let’s meet up at 5:00, so I can stay with you until it gets really late.”

After sending the texts, I would meet up with Misaki in front of the train station, ride the train into town, eat lunch together, and pick out clothes for her younger brother. Eventually the time became 4:00, and so we would return to the front of the train station and say goodbye, and then I would meet up with Kasumi at 5:00——It was supposed to be a perfect plan.

But I was too naive. Kasumi was a very innocent and kind-hearted girl.

I had clearly changed the meetup time to 5:00, but the true and steady Kasumi unexpectedly came one hour early to the meeting place. As such, my plan was an utter failure, and so when I returned to the front of the train station with Misaki at 4:00, we b.u.mped into Kasumi and I was caught red-handed.

“Eh? Didn’t you say that you would be busy in the afternoon beforehand, so you changed the meeting time to 5:00…?”

Kasumi said, and when Misaki heard this, she had a similar response.

“Eh? Didn’t you say that you would be busy later this evening, so you could only stay until 4:00…?”

As Misaki said this, my face grew more and more pale.

Countless seconds of silence went by, and it felt like it lasted an eternity.

““Oh.””

The two maidens spoke in unison, and then they each tightly grabbed onto my arms, one on the left and one on the right. Both of them wore a cold smile, and as they walked they would add in a “Heheheh” and a “Huhuhu”, dragging me into a karaoke room. Then at the same time, both of them raised their legs——

“Sakamoto, hold onto the microphone♪”

“There’s a song that we want to sing for you, Senpai♪”

“Eh? …Wha… What song?”

““Scream””

And with those words, I immediately suffered two ferocious kicks directly below my hips, while also losing conscious. When I woke up, I discovered that I barely had any clothes on.

This pain apparently continued onto the next day, for written in this morning’s entry was, “Sakamoto, your b.a.l.l.s are screaming out, what happened? Don’t tell me that you spent all night with Kasumi and…” and I could only tearfully retort back into the diary, “It was the complete opposite, okay!? You idiot!” Dammit.

I endured all of the pain that I’ve suffered to this day, which still hasn’t decreased, and ran back into the nurse’s office like before. It’s because if I had stayed in the cla.s.sroom, Kasumi would keep showing me a scary look in her eyes.

“You boys have it rough too huh, but a crying Akitsuki is also quite cute. Hey, can I comfort you?”

“What the h.e.l.l are you talking about…”

After I responded, Higumo looked like she was ready to rush forward and comfort me, so I inspected Higumo’s appearance.

She had a tall, slender body figure, her black hair tied up into a ponytail, her well-rounded b.r.e.a.s.t.s bursting at the seams, and the thighs below her mini-skirt dazzlingly blinding. Anyone would rate it as a perfect body figure. If only her personality was more decent, then there would be nothing else to nitpick. It truly was a waste. What’s more, she wears a scarf all year round, not taking it off even during summer vacation, which really surprised me.

These pointless thoughts cluttered my mind.

“Now that I think about it, Akitsuki, how has your condition been lately?”

“Huh, my condition?”

“Didn’t you come crying to me in the spring about having multiple personalities? I’m asking about how your condition since then.”

Higumo picked up her mug, talking as she walked towards the nearby coffee machine. Oh, that did seem to have happened.

I remembered back when Hikari Yumesaki had just entered my body, I was completely terrified by how I would lose my memories every other day. It looks like Higumo is still worried about that.

“You don’t have to worry about it anymore, I haven’t been losing my memory since then.”

“Is that so…alright then. I can finally be at ease.”

I casually brushed it aside, and Higumo easily accepted it.

It was because of this topic that I remembered another thing.

“Oh right, there was something that I wanted to consult with you.”

With her back turned towards me, Higumo turned her head towards me as she poured her coffee and responded with a “Hm?”, and so I asked a question that I have always been meaning to ask. Although it wasn’t anything important, I still had to ask about it.

“When I was struggling with my multiple personalities problem, you told me about that one case right?”

“Yes, that’s right. What about it?”

“‘When the alternate personality gradually appears more frequently than the original, the body may get taken over by the alternate personality.’——that’s what you said, right?”

“……Mhm.”

Higumo became quiet. Eh? What is it? Is there something wrong?

“Afterwards, I became more interested in multiple personality disorder, but I couldn’t find this kind of case anywhere. Do you remember when this case happened?”

This question didn’t really have any significant meaning behind it, and I only brought it up because I was reminded of our previous conversation while we were talking. That’s all it was supposed to be.

“………”

But I didn’t know why Higumo was so stiff in place.

“h.e.l.lo, sensei?”

“Eh? Oh, sorry. Uhm, you were asking…about that case?”

Higumo awkwardly moved about, turning around as she held onto her mug, with an embarra.s.sed smile on her face.

“Uhm, sorry. I actually got it from an article talking about ‘Very Similar Rumors’. I don’t really have any reliable sources, so I can’t really give you an appropriate answer.”

“Oh, so it was just an urban legend huh?”

As I faced towards Higumo and responded, I let out a sigh, while also showing a dumbfounded expression. I had already thought that it would be this way. At that time, I was thrown around in chaos so I had blindly accepted it, but after I thought about it, it must’ve been some made-up rumor.

“I’m sorry about that. Did you take it to heart?”

“No. It’s just that when I thought about this, I felt like asking is all.”

Higumo was more apologetic and ashamed than I thought she would be, but just when I was about to return with a smile——

“Ah, the bell rang.”

The warning bell for the end of the lunch break rang at this moment. It’s time to continue suffering Kasumi’s silent contempt…

“Akitsuki.”

I held onto that thought, and while dragging my heavy footsteps, prepared to leave the nurse’s room.

“Good luck.”

“Huh?”

Higumo spoke with a sweet, soothing voice. What does she mean?

“Ah, it’s nothing. Now that I think about it, why don’t you cut your hair?”

“If you take off your scarf, then I’ll think about it.”

“Ah, trying to pull a fast one here. Be sure to come again next time.”

“I’m not coming back any time soon,” and as I threw down those words, I closed the door and walked away. I better mentally prepare myself to get down on my knees.

I contemplated these things as I stride down the cold, empty hallway.

Five “I will never do it again”s.

Eight “I will be more careful next time”s.

Eleven “It was all my fault”s.

Nineteen “I’m sorry”s.

One “No matter what it is, I’ll obey”.

One “A virgin can dream too! He can make mistakes too (said with tears)!”

All the aforementioned things were from a cornered guy, who was willing to risk everything, thought up in an attempt to apologize. In the end, having successfully pacified Kasumi after much effort, I employed similar appeas.e.m.e.nt tactics against Misaki, and finally obtained her forgiveness. Anyhow, by the time I got home, I was completely exhausted. Ah, I’m so tired.

After resting for a while, I gathered up my strength, and put the paper and envelope that I had bought from the stationary store on my way home on my desk. This was because of what was written in today’s diary entry.

“Your penpal, Miyamoto, has sent a letter you know. Sorry, but I sneaked a peek!”

“Miyamoto huh.”

Because of a certain incident, when I was younger, a short-haired girl saved me from drowning, and that’s Harumi Miyamoto. We’ve been friend ever since, and after we separated, we became penpals. This was the second time I’ve gotten a letter from her ever since I entered high school, and I didn’t know how she was doing lately.

I had some feelings of nostalgia as I began to read the letter that was clamped into the notebook.

“Mr. Akitsuki, how are you? The air has been quite cool and pleasant lately.

I feel like the people around me are beginning to worry about their college entrance exams.

Has Mr. Akitsuki decided upon his future aspirations yet? I really hope you will tell me.

Please remember to return a letter. And also, I still remember about that promise you know.”

“Promise, huh.”

Once I finished reading the letter, I s.h.i.+fted my attention back towards Hikari Yumesaki’s notebook.

“You better remember to write back! Hikari-chan here will personally help you edit this time, just be sure to clamp the letter into the notebook after you finish writing it. I’ll need to check whether this virgin wrote anything unpleasant!”

“Why don’t you just mind your own d.a.m.n business.”

I knit my eyebrows, and cursed at that self-conceited entry. Although, it looked like everything was fine, with a playfully mischievous journal entry just like always in the past. The problem was what came next.

“Now that I think about it, if I’m taking care of Sakamoto’s daily life like this, then I’m basically like a newly-wed wife! Sakamoto, look at you, you can’t hide that smile on your face~☆”