After getting married, a popular seiyuu suddenly moved to my house

Chapter 424 418. Therefore, Kazuto Mogami is a scumbag.

The more precious things are easier to lose, and some things will be owned by us inadvertently, and after they become important things, they will be lost suddenly.

As far as I, Kazuto Mogami, I don't seem to have anything that can be called "important".

Nothing is more important than life, and I've lost it once.

Am I like this, have I already lost the most important thing in being a human being?

Arisha is lovely.

Ultimate cuteness.

I think there is no cuter girl in the world than her.

Maybe it is.

But I will never meet that kind of girl in my life. In my world, the words clear water and sand represent extreme cuteness.

As for who is the cutest girl in other people's hearts.

I don't care about that.

Suppose, for me, the "cuteness" of Yousha is what is important to me.

Then I am the kind of idiot elementary school student whose parents bought a new computer, disassembled the computer into parts that night, and couldn't put it back together.

Her cuteness has been broken down by me.

I can't put it back together.

There's nothing wrong with Yousha, it's not my fault that I dismantled her without authorization.

Dismantle her glamorous, innocent and graceful body, revealing the pain and inferiority buried in her heart.

I am in no position to blame her.

I am so grateful to this girl for always being there for me and never leaving me behind.

At first, the girl who thought she would become a rival in love is now desperately attached to me.

I think I should like her a little bit.

I like the innocent girl who made me feel at ease.

It was also myself who personally killed her innocence and forced her to become something I didn't know.

The same goes for Saori, and now I have to admit that she may have something to hide, but I gradually realized that she likes me.

Although many of her behaviors puzzled me and hurt me.

But her tears last night, her cries, her kisses.

I think that's the real Saori Konishi.

I don't know her at all.

They should have been close friends, but it was because of my presence that they were torn apart.

When Yousa faced Saori, the aggressive gaze in his smile made my heart tremble.

Missing one makes another cry, someone has to sacrifice to be hurt.

If that's what "liking" is, then liking someone else is pretty nasty.

Fortunately, now I have no one I like.

……

In this year's life in Tokyo, I once liked two girls.

The first is Saori at the wedding.

She was really beautiful that day. To the worthless, ordinary-looking Wannian otaku who only stays at home and writes novels, she came to me like an angel.

And that love only lasted for half a day.

When she brought You Sha home, my first reaction was not disappointment.

But... it really is.

No one would like a dark guy like me who has no specialties and doesn't talk to others.

Even so, she took good care of me.

She's really nice other than "don't like me".

I gradually accepted myself as "Mogami Kazuto", and it was during that time that Yousha was always by my side.

I think I know, I don't want to find such a good, beautiful girl.

Just be by my side, tolerate my loneliness, and be an ordinary, ordinary girl.

The word loneliness refers not to the surrounding population density, but to the spiritual realm of the individual.

No matter how close others are to you, as long as you don't treat them as your own kind, your heart's desire will not be satisfied.

I want to find the same kind that exudes loneliness.

Yousha is very good, she is not lonely, and she did not tolerate my loneliness, but drove it out with holy light.

I thought that this state would last forever, and I naively thought that people like myself could also be blessed with happiness.

But the changes that appeared in Yousha were beyond my expectation.

It was only then that I noticed deeply how she viewed me.

My lies, the insecurities I brought to her, everything I did became a catalyst for the darkness within her to grow.

Gradually, she looked at me with eyes other than love.

There is also a naked possessiveness that cannot be defiled by others.

As if I was not a real person, but her property.

Just because she positions herself as my property, she also hopes that I can become her property.

But I never treated her as an object.

I also can't do it to her level.

She used to be a courageous, honest and kind girl.

Obliterated by me.

Now the clear water is full of sand, she is just a poor girl who is deeply trapped in the vortex of love and cannot extricate herself.

I can no longer sit idly by.

It is to condone her changes and accept her with self-righteous lies.

still is……

Let her recognize what she looks like now?

The answer has already appeared in the bottom of my heart.

Only when the heart is deeply hurt and can never be forgotten, with painful memories, and annoyed to warn myself not to make the second mistake, this is the so-called growth.

Neither love nor friendship nor courage can change a person.

Only by being hurt, belittled, and humiliated can one grow.

Yousha, it's time for you, it's time to free yourself.

Say the conclusion.

I, Kazuto Mogami, am a total scumbag.

Even if you are lonely, you are still a lonely scumbag.

……

……

"Heren-san, please love me."

In the dark room, I don't know where the strength came from, and I pulled my hand away from her.

Gently, with an irresistible momentum, he pushed her shoulder away.

I seem to be able to reject her so forcefully only on the bed.

The more I refused, the more sadness in her eyes grew.

I sat up slowly, and my thoughts went back to the night I filed for divorce with Saori a year ago.

Their figures intertwined with each other at this moment, as if what they said next would hurt both of them at the same time.

So far, I don't seem to have done anything that really makes a girl happy from the heart.

It's the same now, under my serious expression.

i know i have to...

Hurt the girl who loves me again.

If I came to this world, it was only to hurt these lovely girls and bring them indelible pain.

I thought, I'd better not come.

"Yousha, you who abused yourself like this, are no longer the clear water you like that I like."

At this moment, the girl crawling on top of me, with eyes full of infatuation, showed despair that made my heart ache.

　Reminder: Just before Chapter [-], Sister Shuizi asked "Is it okay" on the bed.

　　What rhythm control! (lean back

　　As expected of me!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)