I really don't want to have a girlfriend.

While deeply in love with Yukinoshita Haruno, he wanted to give all his love to Yuuki Asuna, yet he couldn't let go of Kasumigaoka Utaha and Isshiki Iroha, who held a huge place in his heart, and he couldn't forget Tachibana Kanade from his memories...

This is much worse than schizophrenia.

Yuu Tenkuji couldn't imagine how painful and agonizing it would be if one day these girls started arguing and forced him to choose one of them and completely sever ties with the others.

After all, only the girl he once loved and wanted to be with forever could become his real girlfriend.

No one wants to give up, no one wants to hold them in their arms—a promiscuous guy like Aquaman, who sows seeds everywhere, probably doesn't understand the feelings of this light novel harem protagonist.

Because he takes his feelings more seriously than anyone else and values ​​his lover more than his own life, when faced with a difficult situation where he has no choice, he probably thinks that dying would be easier.

Thinking about this, Yuu Tenkuji couldn't help but feel grateful for his foresight, which allowed him to successfully avoid the worst possible outcome from the very beginning.

If you don't give up your feelings for Haruno, you can try to get closer to Asuna Yuuki, or even gradually deepen your relationships with the other girlfriends like this...

He will probably break down very quickly, either completely turning into a scumbag who plays with young girls, or choosing to perish together to defend his love.

I wonder if, in other timelines, there are characters like Tenkuji Yu who didn't survive their senior year of high school because of this...

Fortunately, I made the change.

Yuu Tenkuji patted his chest and laughed silently.

Although I haven't yet recalled the trigger for the change, the profound changes in my personality haven't disappeared because of my memories.

If his true nature hadn't changed, then when he was on a date with Kasumigaoka Utaha at the amusement park, he simply wouldn't have been able to naturally give that scumbag answer.

Because of this, his heart, which had unknowingly expanded and strengthened, was already able to accommodate the feelings of several girls.

Feeling conflicted, Yuu Tenkuji was relieved about it and even wanted to pat himself on the shoulder in praise.

Fortunately, I've made it this far.

Thankfully, they've stayed with me until now.

Fortunately... I can hold my head high and face my future and theirs with my head held high.

So what if it's a battleground?

Only a man who can successfully resolve this deserves the favor of so many girls, right?

In the darkness, his eyes gleamed with an unwavering, piercing light, like a sharp sword about to cut through the darkness.

—After thinking so much, only a few seconds have passed since he regained consciousness.

Gathering her scattered thoughts, Yuu Tenkuji was about to stop and turn around to explain the current situation to Masuzu Natsukawa.

But then the footsteps behind him stopped first, followed by someone tugging at his sleeve, sniffing lightly twice, and speaking with a hint of confusion:

"Yuu? How did you get ahead of me? Where's Yuuki-kun?"

Yuu Tenkuji: "..."

I hadn't even said a word, and you already knew from the smell that there was a different person in front of us...

Chapter 178 Natsukawa Masui's Round

"To put it simply, here's what happened..."

Putting aside her inexplicable fear for the moment, Tenkuji Yu skillfully explained to Natsukawa Masuzu from the beginning.

Fortunately, his girlfriends were all quite intelligent and, having been tempered by various bizarre events, were highly adaptable when strange things happened.

After confirming that she nodded thoughtfully, showing a look of understanding, Tenkuji Yuu couldn't help but ask the question he had been wanting to ask:

How did you realize so quickly that I was the only one left here?

“No, if you hadn’t said anything, I wouldn’t have noticed that everyone else was gone.” Natsukawa Masaki shrugged casually. “It was only because your scent suddenly got closer to me and masked the other people’s mixed smells that I realized something was wrong and stopped.”

"So it really is the scent..." Tenkuji Yu's expression was subtle. It wasn't that he couldn't distinguish others by their scent, but that was a skill he could use skillfully because his five senses were beyond human comprehension and his body had an incredibly deep impression of the scents of young girls.

But to be like Natsukawa Masuzu, who can detect something amiss in almost three seconds just by smelling it... you must either be someone with a naturally keen sense of smell or a specially trained drug-sniffing dog, right?

"What? Is it strange to remember the scent of someone you like?" Natsukawa Masuzu put her hands on her hips, pursed her lips, and glared at him with slight displeasure, though her pretty face was a little red under the flashlight beam. "Let me make it clear, I'm not a pervert, it's just that my body unconsciously memorized your scent!"

"Isn't it normal for a living human to react instantly when suddenly placed in front of a demon?"

Is it a little too late for you to say you're not a pervert now?

And the way she so naturally mocks herself as a demon... I really don't know if she's just used to self-deprecation or if her mind has been twisted for a long time...

"Ah, yes, yes, you're absolutely right." Tenkuji Yu sighed, too lazy to bother with the beautiful girl who was full of flaws, and just went along with her words, "I remember your scent very clearly too, birds of a feather flock together..."

Before he could finish speaking, she interrupted him directly: "What does it taste like?"

"what?"

"What do I taste like? Fragrant or foul? Fresh or rich? Like durian or melon?"

Natsukawa Masaki's gaze was very serious, and she approached him aggressively, step by step.

Her beautiful sky-blue eyes narrowed like pinholes, the light within them seemingly shrouded in darkness. Her stubborn, sickly appearance made one hold their breath—it always felt like if anyone dared to say she smelled bad, she would take off all her clothes and let them smell her again.

However, it is only natural that even in this earthy tunnel, Natsukawa Masaki still has a fresh and sweet body fragrance like fruit.

Whether it's natural or from the shower gel, this smell has absolutely nothing to do with being smelly; it's the kind of fragrance only a beautiful young girl would have!

Yuu Tenkuji pressed down on her shoulder, his eyes equally earnest as he answered:

"It's not durian or melon, it's just a scent that I like!"

"..."

Natsukawa Masaki blinked, her expression quickly returning to normal. She seemed somewhat surprised that he would say such "sweet nothings" to her, and a shyness and warmth she hadn't felt in a long time welled up in her heart.

To hide her feelings, she subconsciously turned her face away, punched his chest a few times with her small fist, and said coyly, "Idiot, what are you saying! Are you a fetishist? Pervert, middle-aged man! I know, I'll take off the stockings that the seventeen-year-old high school girl was wearing and give them to you, just don't touch me!"

Then, as if trying to squeeze her slender yet delicate body into his arms, she kept leaning closer.

Yuzuri, looking up at the sky with a weary heart, gazed at the heavens.

Please don't.

……

Time always flies when the two of them are alone.

Perhaps it's because I don't need to worry about others, or perhaps the opportunity to regain my memories is right in front of me.

From the moment she finished explaining the situation, Natsukawa Masaki had a smile on her lips and casually took his arm, like a little girl being taken out for a picnic by her boyfriend.

This relaxed and cheerful attitude also infected Tenkuji Yu beside him. The shallow barrier caused by the memory quickly disappeared, and he gradually became more and more skilled at chatting with her, telling dirty jokes and making sarcastic remarks. He inexplicably had a familiar feeling of finding the past again.

They were just chatting about random topics, enjoying the carefree fun of making random comments without any burden, when suddenly a door appeared in front of them.

Without a hint of regret, the two stopped talking and quickened their pace.

"Is this my 'Gate of Memories'...?"

Through the hazy light, Natsukawa Masaki slowly read out the words.

"[Your first kiss wasn't with anyone else—what? It's long gone?!]...Hmm?"

The silver-haired girl suddenly fell silent.

Tenkuji Yu's expression was just as subtle as hers, as if this line of text, like herself, had countless flaws to criticize.

But it's impossible that it was written incorrectly, right?

“I say, Yuu…” Staring intently at the words on the door, Natsukawa Masuzu spoke in a calm voice, “What’s written on Yukinoshita Haruno’s door?”

Yuu Tenkuji honestly replied, "Is a lie sunshine or snow?"

"It suits her quite well." She offered a flat compliment, then continued, "What about Asuna Yuuki?"

"I'll be waiting for you in the future."

"Oh, what a touching promise..."

She was deeply moved.

"Then why—"

Then, pointing to the line "[Your first kiss wasn't with someone else—what? Gone long ago?!]", the voice gradually became more grief-stricken.

"Is this what I have?!"

"..."

Yuu Tenkuji was speechless, unable to think of anything to comfort her—after all, he had the same question as her.

After much deliberation, all I could manage to squeeze out was this comment: "Uh...maybe it's because you like JoJo?"

"Liking JOJO doesn't mean my life revolves around JOJO! There's a limit to how much you can use memes, this damn broken door!"

The pent-up malice finally erupted. Natsukawa Masaki kicked the door hard, clenched her fists, and gritted her teeth in anger, panting heavily.

"Besides, playing on Dior is one thing, but why change the ending to that weird, incongruous way? Doesn't it make me look like a loser?!" She suddenly turned her head, staring at Tenkuji Yu with a chilling gaze. "Yu, tell me, what's going on?"

What else could Yuu Tenkuji say? He could only tell the truth.

"Because they were here first, it applies to dating and kissing..."

With exaggerated acting, Natsukawa Masuzu yelled at him, "Why did it turn out like this?!"

"You can discuss this with Yukino and Utaha, but I'm not taking the blame for this."

She covered her mouth in disbelief, tears welling in her eyes: "I...I never imagined you could be such an irresponsible man! Your lips are as vulgar as frog pee! Your ○○ is just like ○○○..."

"Alright, alright, let's stop here with 80% of the stage play needing to be muted!"

Yuu Tenkuji quickly stopped her before she could spew out more vulgarities, pressing her temples as if in pain.

To be fair, Kasumigaoka Utaha, who is a year younger than Oonatsukawa Masami, occasionally tells dirty jokes, but none of them are as unrestrained and shameless as Kasumigaoka Utaha...

"Don't you understand? I was using a joke to cover up my sadness and grievances." Quickly composing herself, Natsukawa Masaki said this, then casually tossed her long hair and deliberately sighed deeply. "Honestly, to be treated so unfairly... Yuu, have you thought about how you're going to make it up to me?"

Of course not, I think it's all the system's fault. So shouldn't we get down to business?

Yuu Tenkuji forcibly suppressed what he was about to say, took a deep breath, and reluctantly spoke.

"What compensation?"

There's nothing I can do; he's just that understanding.

"Honey...no, let me think!"