Villian Days

Chapter 4

After getting held up by Hiroto from before, I fall asleep for about three days due to mental fatigue. I am brought to the bed in Hiroto’s room, where I spend the majority of those three days. His room has a calm and relaxing atmosphere and is dyed with monotone colors, furnished with a good sense of style. His house is built on a hill, an uncommon western-styled architecture in this neighborhood.

Whereas, my house is a small private abode next to this western-style building.

While coming home Hiroto, who often took care of me in the past, keeps glancing at me with a calm expression.

Yuu: “Um, I’m fine now, really I am.”

Hiroto: “What are you talking about? It’s still too early for that, Yuu. Just a while ago you said you felt dizzy and was staggering around. Oh, I should change your clothes. Yes, raise your hands ♪.”

It’s as if the perverted demon from before was just a figment of a dream, and that this gentle and kind older brother is the real deal. Suffice to say if there are ten people, it wouldn’t cross any of their minds that behind this charming smile is such intoxicating and destructive power.

It’s rather dazzling.

“Yuu has no memory so leave it all to me. Oh, and call me Hiroto. It’s about time for your medicine. I’ll bring you something to drink so give me a second.”

He plants a kiss to my forehead, sofa sinking from his weight, and while I stare at his retreating back I start to feel lightheaded. It’s the same sensation as when memories of the novel’s past and future events come surging into my mind. I slowly close my eyes.

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“I like that guy. Thinking about him warms my heart. I can’t bring my mind off him.”

“Why? When I also like Hiroto? I’ve told you that I loved you since I was little, and I still do!”

“If it’s not him, then it’s useless. Therefore I can’t forgive you, Yuu. You hurt him. I once cherished you as a brother but now all that’s left is hate.”

“No, no, no! Don’t abandon me….don’t leave me alone.”

(And then, there’s this scene:)

Hiroto’s gaze flits past Yuu’s pitiable form as he walks away. Yuu’s painful cries do not reach him. All the while, Hiroto and the Hero express their love towards one another, completely unaware or uncaring of Yuu’s sorry state.

“…..huh?” When I realized it, the tears had already stopped falling. The present Hiroto is kind and as such, the contrast between how he treats Yuu at the beginning and the end of the novel is quite shocking. As for his current affection toward me, well that’s only until he meets the Hero. I shouldn’t misunderstand my position or get too greedy.

Once Hiroto and the Hero meet, I’ll resort to watching quietly from afar. Because I don’t want to die. (T/N: LOL who here thought it was because he’s starting to have feelings for Hiroto? Author trolling…)

I close my mouth so that the noises don’t escape the room, wrap myself in my blanket as to not reveal my tear stricken face. Wondering if Hiroto would return soon, I rub my face with the blanket in a panic.

Currently the present Hiroto is overprotective of me. Every time I receive another memory from the novel’s universe, I’ll feel faint and dizzy with the occasional moisture accumulating at the corners of my eyes. And Hiroto will take it upon himself to kiss me repeatedly so that I can settle, placing me on his lap as he hugs me. It’s so embarrassing and scary.

His kindness is deceiving, and doesn’t belong to me. I’ll get in trouble if I get used to it.

“Sorry. I’m going to bed now so I’ll take the medicine later…huh?” Suddenly, the blanket I’m hiding in is whipped away.