â⦠Hey, wait.â
As I was about to leave the classroom, Mary called out to me as if to say she wasnât finished yet.
â⦠Thereâs nothing more to talk about, okay?â
I stop and turn around. I wonder if she has anything more to say ⦠even though her scenario has already been ruined.
âAh Kotaro and I have no role to play anymore. Because the story is over ⦠with the unimaginable âbadâ ending.â
âIâm glad youâre aware of thatâ¦â
Then what?
I didnât understand what Mary wanted to say to me.
I had never seen her like this before. Usually, she uses a roundabout way, but what she wanted to say was clear and easy to understand⦠Now I really donât understand what she means.
âDonât be so baffled, ⦠I know what Iâm talking about too, okay?ãThis is just a âmeanderâ that has nothing to do with the story. If I had to give it a title, Iâd say, letâs see, ⦠âThe Reverse Resentment of a Subheroine Who Mistook Herself for a Creatorâ.â
Mary looks up.
Stuck on her face was a lurid cold smile.
It was not the usual smile, not a fearless smile, not a cunning fake smile.
It was the desperate smile of someone who has run out of options.
âMy bad play ended with all the characters being unhappy, though, didnât it? But there is one happy person.â
I was surprised to hear her say thatâ¦
I knew what she was going to do.
âOh come on, youâve got to be kidding me⦠Just leave the scene like a grown up. Youâve already done your part, so just go away and be an honest to yourselfâ¦â
âNo, no. This is the last time Iâm going to show you my work⦠I donât think thereâs any way Iâm going to be more active than I am now in the story after this. Then let me leave my mark here.â
Saying this, Mary instantly pressed closer to me.
She came so close that our skin was almost touching, and I, of course, retreated to run away. But she didnât stop. She was coming closer and closer to me and wouldnât let me go.
âIâm not going to let you go, okay? Kotaro⦠canât forgive you. I want Kotaro, who is the only happy person in my bad work, to be unhappy, too.â
My back was already attached to the wall.
Mary-san restrained me with her hands on the wall. Itâs a so-called kabedon situation, but ⦠I wanted her to stop because it was not at all thrilling.
It was bad ⦠I might have overdone it.
I may have pushed Mary too hard because of my outburst of dark emotions.
She was getting desperate.
She probably didnât care about herself anymore. Her pride is broken, her position is gone, and her future is bleak.
She is like an âinvincible personâ.
She has nothing to fear now. She can do whatever she wants.
âKotaro, letâs be unhappy together, shall we? If everyone is unhappy, it will become normal. I, Ryoma, and Kirari are all equal, right? So, Iâm going to make you unhappy ⦠and Iâm going to bring Kotaro down to earth!â
I break out in cold sweat.
The dusky black vindictiveness sent chills down my spine.
(Not good⦠Not good. Not good.)
I canât stop. After all, I am only a mob character.
Iâm a lesser person than the subheroine, so I canât intervene in her will.
No matter what I said to Mary, she would not stop.
So there was nothing I could do.
âKotaroâ¦I told you, didnât I? If you donât do what I want, Iâll do what you donât want most.â
â⦠Stop it. Please, stop it.â
âNo, I wonât stop, okay? I want Kotaro to be unhappy with me, you know? I guess so⦠Yeah, Iâve decided. Iâm going to interrupt Kotaro and Shihoâs romantic comedy. Iâm going to leave my mark on your story!â
That was what I had feared the most.
That was the only thing I really wanted her to stop doing.
âNow, Iâm going to give Kotaro a kiss ⦠hihihi, arenât you happy? You must be so happy, arenât you? I bet itâll be a memory that wonât fade away, huh?â
âItâs ⦠your first time, too, you know?â
âSo what? I donât care anymore, as long as ⦠I can hurt Kotaro, thatâs all that matters.â
She takes another step forward.
Our noses were already touching each other. Every time she spoke, her breath hit my cheek and I felt sick.
But I couldnât move. I was like a frog staring at a snake,⦠my legs cowering in fear.
I almost screamed out at the thought of what was to come.
After all, if Mary becomes my first partner here⦠Iâm sure she wonât disappear from my mind in the future.
âNihihihi. Itâs nice⦠From now on, every time you kiss Shiho, every time you touch each other, Kotaro will remember me. You will suffer from the guilt of having betrayed Shiho. From the bottom of the heart, you wonât be able to love Shiho! Unable to forgive yourself for betraying her, you become a pathetic mob character who denies yourself again!â
Thatâs right. Even if I wasnât responsible ⦠no, even if Shiho forgave me for it, my heart would never forgive me.
I would be so overcome with regret that I would not be able to accept Shihoâs love.
I will be tormented by the scars left by the girl Mary Parker for a long time to come.
ââ¦Suck it up.â
Mary smiles.
No, she laughs.
She was smiling with the same smile I was smiling a moment ago.
âKotaro is just like me, isnât he? Letâs live our lives as pathetic and miserable characters, filled with regret⦠If Shiho dumps you, come to me? It wouldnât be bad for the two of us to lick each otherâs wounds and live our lives together, would it? Letâs continue to seek unfulfilled love together, while we scratch our chests with unfulfilled thoughts and resent each other for the rest of our lives⦠Thatâs my revengeâ¦â
Is ⦠this a punishment?
Is it the cause and effect of my ridicule of others?
After all, I am a person who is useless without her.
(Is this as far as my romantic comedy goes�)
After all, Mary-san played with me and thatâs the end of it.
Shiho⦠Iâm sorry.
I may not be able to make you happy anymoreâ¦
ââUsually, this would have been the way it was supposed to be broken up.
But there was no way she ⦠would have wanted that development.
âUfufu ⦠hey, what makes you think Iâd allow that?â
The clear voice echoes.
The cold air is blown in by a warm breeze.
It is as if the world, which had been dyed in gray, suddenly turns colorful.
Her appearance was so dramatic that it created such an illusion.
âNo, you canât. Will you please not defile my lovely hero?â
I huffed and looked up.
I shifted my face to dodge Maryâs lips and looked at the entrance to the empty classroom.
There she was, after all.
âKotaro-kun, youâre going to be okay. Let me help you, alright?â
Her gentle smile makes me almost cry.
Thatâs right⦠this girl is always like this.
Sheâs always there for me when Iâm having a hard time, when Iâm in pain, when I canât help myselfâ¦
And she always helps me outâ¦