If there was a god in this world, then they would certainly be mocking him. He felt devastated when she turned him down and even cried. To think a few hours later, he is learning that he wasted his tears and she actually loved him too. Yuhi ran his hand through his hair and exhaled deeply.
She is such a silly woman. He already understood from her mumbling why she turned him down.
Because she was hugging him so tightly, it did not take him long before he realized that she had a fever due to her wounds and was only half-conscious.
Yuhi scooped her up in her arms and carefully brought her up the stairs.
Even though he did not visit her often, he knew which room was hers immediately. Yuhi flicked the light switch on and carefully placed her on the bed. The moment he did, however, she pulled him down.
It did not take long before he found himself on the bed with the girl snuggled against his chest. For a moment, he panicked, but when he heard the sound of her peaceful breathing, Yuhi simply sighed.
Taking care not to move too much, he reached over towards the nearest draw and found a towel. He carefully wiped the blood from her fingers and her head; he did this carefully, taking extra care not to wake her up.
'Honestly, she is making this difficult for me. After turning him down just a few hours ago, now she is confessing to me and not letting me go.'
Truthfully the main reason why he confessed to her was because he was confident. Recently there have been many signs that the girl liked him back, such as that recent mission they went on together.
It was a low-level job that turned into a serious one; the two of them had to spend overnight in a cabin together.
He intended to sleep on the couch, but the girl said it would be uncomfortable. The bed was very small, so naturally, there was no space between them. He had to hold her to prevent her from falling. During that time, he carefully observed her reaction.
For her to react that way, then perhaps there is something. After that day, he searched for more signs and gradually found some more.
When he heard that he had to return to Tokyo, Yuhi felt terrible. Just when he was on the verge of confirming her feelings. He wanted to gather more evidence before he told her, but when he realized there was no time, he did not hesitate and said it.
'Maybe I should have confessed more romantically.' He recalled his appearance earlier and sighed. Even if he was in a rush, that was not the best atmosphere/time to confess. He should have taken her out on a lovely dinner and walked around the town.
Maybe she would have been caught up in the flow if he did that.
'How did she find out? Not many people know about it yet.' But amongst those that do know. Yuhi thought for a moment before he dialed a number on his phone.
When Mamoru arrived at the door, he immediately called out. "Ki-' But paused when he saw the sight before him. "I see."
"You're not surprised?"
"Well, everybody knows she likes you."
Everybody huh?
"Your not bothered by it?" Yuhi questioned. He already knew full well that the person in front of him likes Sumire a lot.
"Well, it's because I know."
'It surprised me when I learned that Mamoru came from the same facility as Sumire and me. When we first met, he explained everything.' His gaze fell on the girl asleep in his arms.
When he is not by your side, you silly girl still do such careless things. But after he heard that story, he understood something. Sumire, who normally does not open up to others, felt comfortable around Mamoru. So that means this guy is trustworthy.
Yuhi tried to move away so Mamoru could get a look at Sumire, but she immediately looked uncomfortable.
"Sorry about this."
Mamoru shook his head. "I'm glad. Are you two together now? You should have just said so."
Yuhi frowned and then went on to explain what happened earlier. Mamoru looked disturbed when he heard everything.
"It wasn't me who told her."
"Then-"
"I don't think the other two would say it either." Mamoru trailed off and paused for a moment. "Could it be somebody did this intentionally knowing Ki would end up like this?"
It was a far-fetched theory. How many people knew that Ibuki Sumire was in love with him? How many people knew how bad her mental state was? Only a few people have this knowledge, and none of them would do anything that would hurt her.
"Hey, pass me my bag."
Mamoru sighed as he picked up the bag on the ground. "I put everything inside. But you're not going to go back?"
"She has a bit of a fever due to the wound, and I'm not in the best state to go walking around either. I'll stay up since I have work to do."
"You should try to get some sleep too."
"It's alright. I have a few things left to settle before I leave. I'll probably stay for another week."
"A week?"
"I was supposed to leave in two days." Yuhi looked over at the girl. "But I want to give her some time to calm down. Maybe she will change her mind before I go."
At those words, Mamoru nodded. "Yuhi, you should tell her when she wakes up that you already know about her feelings and that you will take her with you."
"The reason she is holding back isn't just me alone. She does not want to part with Star records and all the friends she made here. Even if I want to bring her with me, it is not that easy. What identity will she have by my side? Even if I call her my girlfriend, that is all she will ever be. Sumire has not debuted yet. Getting together before she makes a name for herself, many people will not like that. I know she does not like the idea of people gossiping about me because of her." Yuhi reasoned out.
When he realized that the silly girl might like him, he came up with these possibilities.
"Sumire has a dream; she wants to stand at the top," Mamoru mumbled. "Is this why she would rather sacrifice her feelings?"
Yuhi nodded. "That's right. We can pretend that status does not matter. But we both know how dirty and ugly the entertainment industry can be. Even if we do not care about it, people will. If possible, I want to live a peaceful life with her by my side."
He does not want any disturbances.. He wants to freely walk with her hand in hand on the streets without people judging her.