Tokyo: About My Yandere Girlfriend

Thinking came to a standstill.

The sound of Asamura and Hachiman talking came from downstairs... We can't waste any more time on these things.

"You... didn't show it to Nanami?"

Arisu raised his face, an expression that looked lifeless.

The heart stopped beating at this moment.

"Oh—this one."

Asami put on a relaxed tone.

"No, because if Nanami-senpai sees this, everything will be over. That would be too boring. Senior, you want to play for a while longer, right?"

...Nanami, it hasn’t been discovered yet.

Arisu seemed to sense it, and his heartbeat resumed at this moment.

Although it was just a slight beat, but... it was very obvious.

"I see, where should we go next?"

I mentioned 'private conversation' before.

Since the other party did not hand the diary to Nanami immediately, it means there is still room for maneuver.

As long as we make good use of this point... we can come up with a solution.

There is hope.

"If it's okay, please come to my house. My sister won't be back for a while."

"sure."

Arisu walked in front, followed by a smiling Yukiko Asami.

click -

The door lock collided and the door was opened.

"Please come in."

The fluorescent lights then came on.

It has been about a month since I last visited Yukiko's house...

Compared to before...there are no significant changes in the surroundings, except that compared to the impression I had of Yukiko's house, it seems a little more messy.

Arisu took a seat in the living room while Asami went into the kitchen.

The air was filled with the fragrance of oolong tea.

This is the season to sit at home and drink hot tea.

"Hmm - I didn't prepare much to entertain the guests. I was negligent in these aspects, but Senior, you won't mind, right?"

Mami smiled... The first impression given was that there was no significant difference compared to before.

Arisu looked at the hot tea that was constantly emitting steam, and held the surface with both hands, and his palms gradually became warm.

"what do you want to do."

There must be some purpose for doing this.

The other party has persisted until now...the most important purpose.

"As for me, I don't have much I want you to do for me, but..."

Yukiko Asami, who was still smiling, suddenly became cold in the next moment.

A voice as cold as a machine echoed in my ears.

"Apologise."

"Huh? What..."

"I've already said that, right? What do you mean by answering me with 'eh'?"

"......Feel sorry."

Subsequently.

Asami's smile...reverberated more and more harshly in my ears.

“Senior…Senior, take a look at yourself in the mirror…You are totally out of character…Your arrogant look has disappeared…You are so funny…You are hopeless…Hahahaha…”

The sharp smile that lasted for a while...disappeared at this moment.

The next moment, Asami's face showed the same normal expression as before.

The sound also changed from being harsh to being soft.

"I'm so sorry, I couldn't help laughing, I hope I didn't scare you, Senior? Ah, it's all because of me, it's strange that I suddenly did this."

Asami, who seemed to have returned to normal, sat down next to Arisu.

The heat of the oolong tea...made my vision gradually blurry.

My eyes also began to become moist.

"Eh? Senior...you are crying..."

A surprised voice sounded in my ears.

Asami leaned over to touch both sides of Arisu's cheeks, tears streaming down the surface, finally gathering at the chin, and continuously falling into the oolong tea.

“Sorry…sorry…”

"Oh, don't be like that. I don't care about this kind of thing anyway."

"I'm sorry...I'm sorry...I'm sorry...it's all because of me..."

"I told you not to apologize. I don't mean to blame you, senior. Besides, short hair looks good too."

Yukiko Asami started playing with the hair on the side of her cheek...the smile she showed seemed a little stiff at this moment.

"I just stayed in that place for a while. Hey, the seniors there are very enthusiastic and treat the juniors very gently...ah, I really want Arisu to go to that place to experience it, but - there is no chance anymore. I have already imagined that you will lose your happiness... You will probably die of loneliness? After all, you have always been a girl who longs for love from others... You are such a pitiful guy. It's all because of you that I am unhappy. Oh, I'm sorry for saying so much by mistake, but next..."

Midway through her words, Asami saw Arisu's right hand reaching into his school bag.

"Ah, do you want to prepare a gift for me? Sure, if you behave well, I might consider it..."

"Kill you."

Arisu raised his cheek again.

What appeared in her hand was... a fruit knife, the surface of which was emitting a cold glow under the refraction of the fluorescent light.

Sorry, Nanami.

In order to protect this happy life...

To keep life going...

In order to ensure that everything will not be affected...

Do this... choose this approach...

Arisu wiped his eyes, and the next moment, the sound of something falling was heard in the living room.

The tip of the knife was less than ten centimeters away from the body.

The fruit knife's destination is the heart.

Chapter 261 Desire

When you wake up, the part of consciousness that remains in your brain is still in the unconscious stage.

Feeling her limbs a little stiff, Yukiko Yumi turned over and lay on her side on the bed.

so tired...

There have been a lot of troubles in these areas lately.

In two days I will be going to a strange place...

Working and renting an apartment also require a lot of effort in moving luggage.

These aspects...just if you think about them inadvertently, can make people feel overwhelmed.

It would be nice if the status quo could be maintained.

Maybe...I still had this idea at the time.

However, Yukiko was already very sure of that point.

Nanami...only Nanami could give her that feeling.

——The heartbeat deviated from the normal frequency. It was just a simple eye contact, but it took determination to do it.

She wanted to avoid contact...but her heart would always uncontrollably urge her to take the next step.

Reason affects judgment, emotions cannot be suppressed, and everything in reality begins to deviate from the correct track.

This is a fact that should not have happened.

The emotions that have accumulated in my heart and cannot be expressed... have begun to affect my normal life. I always accidentally imagine that scene - Nanami's face, the scene of them spending time together.

I want to forget, but doing so has become the instinct of this body.

It's like breathing, which you can't control.

"Sister, it's time to get up. Breakfast is ready."

The thoughts in my mind were interrupted.

There was a knock on the door... and Yukiko supported herself and sat up.

"I know... coming."

When I opened the door, I saw a girl wearing a convenience store work uniform and with conspicuous short red hair...Yukiko Asami, standing outside the door.

"Because my sister got up a little late, we need to prepare the food faster, otherwise we will be late."

"Eh? So it's already this time?"