Volume 1 - CH 26
Four Color Goddesses
Posted on March 29, 2022by Soafp
Translator: Soafp
âWell then, thanks for all your hard work on the final exam!â
Nekoda raises a glass of juice. Mahiro and I follow her action.
Our voices overlap in a toast.
Now, I, Mahiro, and Nekoda are at a karaoke bar. It was the launch of the final exam. The test results were posted on the wall, and the heavy atmosphere that had been hanging in the air had disappeared, so it was decided to hold the party.
âWell, itâs finally over.â
Phew, exhaled Nekoda.
Even after the test was over, the air in the school was heavy until the results came out. I know how you feel. After Nekoda, Mahiro and I also let out some of our frustrations. I felt a sense of relief.
Nekoda avoided a red mark.
She was overjoyed. When the test was returned, she gave me and Mahiro a carefree smile and thanked us profusely.
âItâs thanks to Nijitani and Nazuka that I am able to successfully finish the course. Thank you.â
âDonât worry about it. I got into the top ranks thanks to the study group.â
âYes, we improved our grades, too. Iâm glad it seems to have worked for all of us.â
We chatted for a while, reflecting on the content of the test.
I heard that overall scores were up on this test, due in part to the influence of the competition. In addition, the effect seemed to be felt not only in the second grade but in all grades.
For some reason, the teachers thanked me for instigating this contest. I couldnât help but smile when my homeroom teacher, Mizushima-sensei, patted me on the shoulder and gave me a thumbs-up.
We talked about such things for a while.
ââThank you for waiting. Sorry Iâm late!â
Suddenly the door opened and Akazawa entered.
âIâve been waiting for you. Yuuhi!â
âIâm sorry Iâm late, Iâve been in the middle of some stuff.â
After saying this, Akazawa sat down next to me. The sweet scent of her red hair tickled my nose.
âUhm, â¦â¦ Akazawa?â
âWhy are you here, Akazawa-san?â
Me and Mahiro questioned at the same time. Thatâs right. Originally, the three of us were going to launch together. We were not told that other people would join us.
Then Nekoda apologized.
âOh, I forgot to tell you. I invited her. Yuuhi was studying hard, and I thought we should all get together and have a good time. It would be lonely at the party with just the three of us.â
There was no way I could answer ânoâ under the circumstances. It would be against the rules to tell her after she had entered the room. I had no choice but to agree with her while smiling and laughing.
âThanks. I wanted to come to karaoke with Nijitani.â
âWith me?â
âThatâs why Iâm so excited today. Iâm going to sing a lot.â
Did she have an image of me being a good singer? I had been to karaoke at my previous high school, but it was never a topic of conversation. I was neither good nor bad.
â¦.I never thought Iâd see the day that Iâd come to karaoke with Akazawa.
âGood job on the test. Although you didnât win, Yuuhi. You were so close.â
âI guess so. But I thought it couldnât be helped.â
âHas it been decided that the closing address will be given by Renji?â
âIt was decided a little while ago. He is willing to do it.â
It seems that the contest was won by Renji, the male god, and it was officially decided that the closing ceremony speech would be given by Renji. Now that the results have been announced, no one can complain.
I had no contact with Renji.
To be honest, it was hard to make up my mind, but I decided to hide my true identity. I have to, because I have no reason to contact him. I left Renji with only a letter. In the state of mind I was in at the time, that was my only choice, but from his point of view, it would have been an act of betrayal. Even though I had kept my distance from him because of the rumors, I was transferred to a different school suddenly. If I were in the opposite situation, I would have wanted to complain to him.
The four of us chatted for a while.
Akazawa had put a lot of effort into the test this time, and said that she had studied hard even at home. It was quite refreshing to see Akazawa complaining that she really wanted to win.
âOkay, then, let me see Nijitaniâs graduation album.â
âWhat, Nijitani-kunâs graduation album?â
âThatâs right. Weâre having a graduate exchange today.â
I quietly take out my graduation album.
Nekodaâs eyes sparkle as she turns the pages. The number of students at my new junior high school is much smaller than at Eastern Junior High School. A slight view of the landscape on the schoolâs introduction page shows that there are no buildings around. The rural school seemed surprised, and Nekodaâs mumbled voice echoed, âItâs really rural.â
âHey, hey â¦â¦ can I have a look too?â
âI donât mind.â
Akazawa, too, is curious and peeks at the graduation album.
The two of them were looking at the portraits and talking about how handsome and beautiful the girls were.
And then they came to the page with my picture.
âAh, itâs Nijitani. You havenât changed much.â
ââ¦â¦ yeah.â
By the time I graduated from junior high school, I had outgrown my past looks. It doesnât matter that they see me.
âHey, why did you erase your name?â
Nekoda asked.
My name appears below my graduation photo, but I have erased my own name with a pen.
Why?
Thatâs because it says Shota Mukawa. As soon as we decided to show each other our graduation photo, I painted it in with a black pen.
âIt was a youthful indiscretion.â
âOh, black history?â
âIt was sharp as a tack. Itâs meant to be a kind of a smear job on the past.â
âNothing seems out of place.â
Neither Nekoda nor Akazawa seemed to notice and continued on with the page. Thank God.
âNijitani isnât in the picture much, huh?â
I was thrilled by the simple question. There was no way I could have been in the picture. I was a guy who wasnât there until halfway through middle school.
ââ¦â¦ Actually, Iâm not very good at having my picture taken. See, Iâm a shy boy.â
âI donât know about that, but isnât it a shame for a guy whoâs so handsome?â
âI appreciate the compliment, even if it is flattering.â
âIâm not flattered you. Nijitani is a pretty good guy. Right, Yuuhi?â
âI think heâs good-looking, too.â
You never showed any interest in me when I transferred to a new school, but now I am reborn.
âSpeaking of which, did you have a girlfriend over there?â
As soon as Nekoda asked the question, there was a loud thump and a loud noise on the table. It seems Akazawa hit her foot on the table. Surprisingly, she is a clumsy girl.
âUnfortunately, Iâm afraid I wasnât very popular with the girls.â
âIâm surprised. Nijitani seems to be popular.â
Seriously?
âYou think so too, huh?â
âI think Shota is popular too. Youâre fresh, easygoing, and kind.â
âRight. Nijitani was really cool when he saved our friendship. I thought he was a saint for helping a complete stranger like that.â
I will not correct her on that.
But it is true that I was not popular. Right after I transferred to the new school, I was mentally rattled by the trauma of that time. When I was about to graduate, I was still trembling when I talked to girls, although I had mended my appearance.
âOh, yes. Nijitani, take a look at this.â
The graduation album from Nekoda of Eastern Junior High School is placed on the table.
Opening the page, I found a nostalgic school building and familiar faces. She flips through the pages, but Shota Mukawa is not there.
I was the only one who was not in the picture among the familiar people and buildings. I felt a little pain in my chest at the discomfort.
The fact that I was not in the place I used to take for granted made me feel empty. I have no good memories of junior high school, but it seems that I am still lonely.
As the pages were being rolled up, a particular boy caught my eye.
ââ¦â¦.â
Renji Inuyama. My best friend and childhood friend.
Come to think of it, I never found out what Nekoda said to Renji. Since then, we never talked about it.
I was curious about the relationship between Nekoda and Renji.
âHey, Nekoda.â
âWhatâs wrong?â
âYou like Renji Inuyama?â
ââ¦â¦ heh?â
A large number of heart marks were drawn on Renjiâs face in her graduation photo.
When I pointed this out, Nekoda looked at the graduation album in surprise, and as if remembering something, her face turned bright red and she stormed out.
âUnyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!â
Did this girl like Renji?
âNo, you got it wrong!â
âAs I recall, he was a male god. Heâs handsome and you canât help falling in love with him.â
âUughâ¦â¦. I was so careless with I forgot to take if away.â
He is handsome, good-looking, studious, athletic, and kind. He is the hero of this world. How could she not fall in love with him?
Huh, is Nekoda in love with Renji?
If thatâs the case, Iâm starting to wonder what the trouble was with Akazawa. I heard she said hurtful words, but what did she say to Renji, whom she is in love with? Maybe they were in a relationship once and an affair happened or something like that?
Did they get into a fight because of romantic entanglements?
Or maybe a love triangle got complicated?
I am inclined to ask her, but with Akazawa there, Iâd rather not. It would be too stupid to make things worse after having made up with him at the last moment.
âOh, this is the old Kuromine-san.â
Mahiro, who has been looking at the graduation album for some time, points to a person in the overall picture.
It was the sober girl who had once brought me down, cheering me on at the gymnastics festival. I feel nostalgic at the sight of her, but I make a face of deliberate surprise.
âSeriously? Thatâs a totally different impression.â
âRight?ãThat is definitely a man!â
Akazawa interrupted with a bite.
âDonât assume anything.â
âItâs definitely a man. I know it. The cause of a womanâs change is definitely a man!â
She assured me.
I was strangely persuaded, although I was not sure where the evidence came from.
âBut when rumors about her started circulating, you denied it, right?â
âThatâs different from this. That girl is a man. So, Nijitani, youâd better stay away from him. See, there was a strange rumor before. If you get close to him, some scary guy might come out.â
âI see. â¦â¦ Iâll be careful.â
Thereâs no need to be stubborn, Iâll fold.
By the way, Akazawa hasnât changed much. Itâs like a legitimate beautiful girl evolved into a legitimate beautiful woman as it is.
There was also Aoyama in the class beside her. She too hasnât changed much.
ââ¦â¦I had a great time in middle school.â
I heard a mumbled voice from next to me.
From this girlâs point of view, thatâs probably true.
She had Renji, whom she was in love with, and Shota Mukawa, whom she used as a sandbag to relieve stress, so it must have been fun. It must have been very cramped after she entered high school because she couldnât relieve her stress anymore.
I pretended not to notice and rolled up the page.
âTsuâ
Then my hand stops.
It was a picture from eighth grade. It was a group photo from the school festival. It was of me as I used to be.
A dark guy wearing glasses and hiding his face with his hair was standing like a ghost in the corner of the photo. I was a creepy guy.
Rumors were already spreading and I was completely isolated at that time.
ââ¦â¦â
I silently tried to go to the next page.
But Akazawa stopped my hand.
âWhatâs wrong?â
Akazawaâs eyes were on the picture in which I was reflected.
Is she looking at me?
â¦â¦, I thought, but I was mistaken.
There is a ghost named me at the edge of the photo. In the center of the photo was Renji. Next to him is Akazawa. They looked like the hero and heroine. It seemed that she was looking at Renji.
After that, I finished looking at the graduation album without seeing anything in particular.
I think again. The old me is nowhere to be found. The person I was before, the person with no personality and no color, is completely gone.
ââ¦Iâve decidedâ
As I was lost in sentimentality, Akazawa stood up with a determined look on her face.
Decided?
âIâll sing.â
Youâre talking about the song youâre going to sing?
It seems like the song was put on before I knew it and the music starts playing.
After that, the graduation viewing party was over and everyone enjoyed karaoke. Akazawa, Nekoda, and Mahiro were all pretty good, and I was the only decent one. But for some reason, Akazawa was really excited to hear me sing.