Miss Heir wasn't very kind to me.

Chapter 71 2. "End"

"Ms. Mio, what did you mean by coffee shop?"

Kamishiro Rin'in suddenly interrupted, her face cold and her gaze fixed on the tightly clasped hands of Masumi and Kurokawa Mio.

"It means please let me join this cafe."

Kurokawa Mio replied with a smile.

She was slightly taller than Rinone and wore high-heeled sandals, so she was able to look down at her from above, her eyes narrowed sharply, exuding a faint sense of majesty.

The beautiful girl with long straight black hair and flowing collar was reflected in her eyes.

She has delicate features and fair skin. She is a very beautiful girl.

Her eyes were as clear and transparent as amethyst, and there was a sentimental little mole at the corner of her right eye, just like a tear.

A cat that steals fish.

This word emerged naturally in Kurokawa Mio's mind, just like a ripe melon falling off the vine.

Unlike herself, the girl in front of her named "Kamiyo Rinone" was obviously the type that boys liked. Her temperament was clear but not sharp, like an awe-inspiring and inviolable flower on a high mountain.

Kurokawa Mio couldn't say whether she liked or disliked this kind of girl. She always thought, "Casual dislike and like are really cheap."

But if Masumi were here, it would be a different story.

Thinking of this, Kurokawa Mio applied a little more force to her palm, and her fingertips gently sank into Masumi's skin.

"Kurokawa, you're gripping me too hard..."

Masumi took a deep breath. It seemed impossible to untie it easily. And for some reason, Kamishiro Rin'in was still staring at him sharply, and the look in her eyes that pierced her skin was very painful.

Despite having a myriad of thoughts in her mind, Kurokawa Mio remained calm and smiled.

His eyes slid down Rin's thin but graceful white neck. The moment her plump breasts came into view, his smile suddenly froze and he subconsciously let go of his clenched hands, allowing Masumi to finally breathe a sigh of relief.

In an instant, information about this girl flashed through Kurokawa Mio's mind.

Rinne Kamishiro, 19 years old, a sophomore in the Faculty of Economics at Kobe University, was born on August 8, Heisei X, from Gunma Prefecture, has type A blood, is 15cm tall, weighs 162kg, and has measurements of... 47-83-57.

The released hand stopped in front of her chest, which was a patch of skin that was not undulating. Under the thin and soft summer skirt, there were two slightly raised soft spots on the upper part of her snow-white body that was as smooth as marble.

The corners of his eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and the corners of his lips that were raised also lowered.

(Calm down, calm down.)
(…It’s okay. Masumi isn’t that kind of superficial man.)
She said so in her heart.

(Compared to those girls, I think my slender and beautiful figure is more appealing.)
(Ever since I met Masumi, I've slowly started to take care of my face and body.)
(And my legs are beautiful and flexible. If it's for Masumi, I'm willing to do any position, even...ah~~ No, Masumi, there's only one thing I can't do...just imagine it...)
The earlobe that peeked out from between the golden hair was tinged with red.

While comforting herself, Kurokawa Mio shifted her gaze and looked directly at the girl behind Rin.

The ones standing closest were Mami and Haiyue. The uniforms sewn by Qianai herself were very ironed. The flexible fabric outlined a full and "sunken" curve on the chest, swaying into her sight.

The corners of his lips, which were full of confidence a moment ago, were now shakily pursed into a line.

(This this this this this... What a debauched place this is.)
Kurokawa Mio's heart was filled with a storm of emotions, and she felt as if struck by lightning.

(Why are there so many sexy waitresses? Is this a cafe or Kabukicho?)

(I can't let Masumi stay alone in a place like this!)
The girl with honey-blonde hair let out a long sigh, turned to face Masumi, and spoke hurriedly.

"Please, please let me stay and help, Masumi."

"I can make black tea, curry, rice bowls and other dishes, bake cookies, and make chocolate! Ever since I met Masumi, I have been working hard to practice cooking in order to become a perfect wife, so don't look at me like this, I am also very family-oriented! My femininity is not inferior to others! I am also willing to learn about coffee and other things! By the way, let Masumi teach me how to make coffee personally, so that when I learn it, I can support the work of the coffee shop with you. If Masumi wants to play in a band again, I will keep this shop for you, so! Please let me stay in this coffee shop! Please!"

Without even taking a breath, she spoke a long paragraph with unparalleled momentum, and her dark and lifeless eyes stared straight at Masumi, as if to pierce through him.

"So, please let me stay in this cafe, ok?"

The emphasized end of the sentence seems to carry a gentle and irresistible power.

Masumi was silent for a long while. When he was about to speak, a cold and stern voice suddenly sounded and interrupted him.

"You've got the wrong person. I'm the store manager of Fanxing now, and I make all the decisions about personnel appointments and dismissals."

When Rin said this, her expression didn't look happy at all, but she was always like this, so it would be inaccurate to judge her mood based on this alone.

"Then Ms. Rin's opinion is..."

Kurokawa Mio tilted her head and smiled at her.

"I disagree."

The short and clear words made her look surprised, because they did not come from the mouth of the black-haired girl, but came from the side...

"Huh? It's... Masumi... Why?"

Those black eyes were fixed on the boy who rejected her.

"Why? Even if Masumi doesn't form a band, it's fine! I'll still..."

"It has nothing to do with me. You should think about yourself, Kurokawa." Masumi said lightly.

The silence just now was enough for him to make a decision.

If they don't clearly refuse here, neither he nor Kurokawa's life will ever move forward.

Masumi glanced at Rinne from the corner of his eye, silently thanking her for coming to his rescue. However, it would have been better for him to say the rejection himself; he wasn't weak enough to let a girl reject another on his behalf.

He chose his words carefully and said, "You should know, Kurokawa, that from the very beginning, our 'relationship' was just a fragile connection maintained by the band."

"I won't arbitrarily define or deny your feelings, but I really don't have any romantic feelings towards you."

"If the band was still around, I could use the hypocritical excuse of 'saving you' to make myself feel at ease and stay by your side, but after the band disbanded, there's nothing I can do for you anymore."

"So I'm sorry, let's break up, and don't come to me anymore."

"That's not the case! Can't we just work together as a band?" Kurokawa Mio argued without giving up.

“Just like we did before…”

"Kurokawa," Masumi interrupted her softly, "For many things, hard work alone won't help."

As he said this calmly, he recalled the day when his father took him to Koshien to watch baseball for the first time.

Kurokawa Mio was silent at first, but then she shouted anxiously:

"But if it weren't for Masumi, I would have given up music long ago! Music without Masumi is not the music I want."

"As long as Masumi is by my side, even if I can't become famous or debut in the mainstream, it doesn't matter to me..."

"I have a point."

Masumi interrupted her with a sharp response.

Longing, pain, sadness, unwillingness, jealousy, and inferiority complex.

These emotions humbled Masumi.

"I'm just an ordinary person. Because of a momentary impulse, I abandoned the family business and walked away. I already hurt my father. When I came to Tokyo, I made you, Akai, Takuma and Taichi play band house games with me for so long. I have hurt so many people because of my immaturity."

"I could no longer rely on so-called 'dreams', 'passion' and 'hard work' to numb myself, so I decided to quit the band and return to Kobe to make amends for my past mistakes."

After Masumi finished speaking through gritted teeth, he suddenly closed his lips, took a deep breath, and a bitter smile appeared on his lips.

"I'm different from you, Kurokawa."

"You are a gifted and talented person, so you think you can achieve anything as long as you work hard! Hard work will be rewarded, and you take it for granted."

"People are really simple. Once they know there's a reward, they'll work hard. If there's a result, they'll redouble their efforts."

"You were just temporarily trapped by some confusion. Even if you hadn't met me then, you would have gotten out of it sooner or later and become an outstanding person."

He just inhaled about 10% more air than normal breathing. After he finished speaking, half of this air still remained and he had to hold his breath.

The twilight light expanded on his face inch by inch, and Masumi's expression struggled and distorted in the light. He let his emotions run wild for a moment and expressed them awkwardly.

Therefore, the heavy truth that should not be spoken flowed from my lips and teeth:

"A 'special' person like you won't understand how I feel."

Only those who are weak and cannot become special can understand that terrible, powerless, disgusting feeling of inferiority.

"That's why I regret meeting you, Kurokawa. The brighter your light is, the more obvious my ugly shadow will be."

Masumi finally realized that he had never had expectations of himself before because he was afraid of standing in that position and being seen through his weak, despicable and disgusting nature.

I had a brief dream for eight years and ended up in a position that didn't belong to me. Now it's time to wake up.

He went on to say:
"That's why I don't want to burden you."

"You are obviously a talented person, but you have to be tarnished because I have restrained my brilliance. I don't want to do such a selfish thing."

Masumi's answer surprised Kurokawa Mio. Facing such expressions of disgust, she said with a trembling voice and anxious eyes, "I'm sorry... Masumi."

"I never meant to hurt you..."

Her beautiful eyes, with their upturned corners, were narrowed, and her smile was weak and fragile.

Seeing her mask-like smile, Masumi felt guilty, and the voice of "Say sorry to her" kept ringing in his mind, like the noisy alarm of a JR train passing by.

Masumi didn't want to be affected by this guilt, and the rationality of "I must make a decision" overcame the emotion, and she said firmly:
"You don't need to apologize, all you have to do is leave me..."

Before he could finish his words, Kurokawa Mio suddenly rushed over and hugged him. The touch was soft at first, but then turned into a shock, paralyzing Masumi's whole body.

"Kurokawa..."

Masumi called her name again.

The girl with honey-gold hair didn't react at all. Instead, a tear streamed down her cheek. After a long time, her warm whisper moistened his shoulders.

"Masumi, you don't have to like me, you don't have to hate me, it doesn't matter even if you leave without saying goodbye..."

Kurokawa Mio desperately swallowed the sob that was about to escape, her teeth creaking in a helpless manner, as if begging for something from someone else, and said in a hoarse and embarrassed voice:

"...But no matter what, please don't regret meeting me."

　First update, there will be another update later

　　
　
(End of this chapter)