When I, Who Had a Popular Nature, Was Reincarnated as a Mob in an Eroge Game, as I Expected, I Got All the Heroines to Be My Heroines
In other words, what am I supposed to do?
Senkawa Kyosuke’s personality has been rewritten, and his memories have been falsified at the same time to prevent any discrepancies from occurring.
Why does the Chairman know this? And why did she tell me about it?
One thing I know is that the Chairman is the key person.
By telling me this, is she asking me to take some kind of action?
When I talked to her in the student council room, she didn’t tell me anything more than that. I wonder if she wants me to realize this on my own.
“Well, for now, it doesn’t matter. I don’t know what I don’t know.”
What don’t you understand?”
“Uwaa!?”
Sitting on the usual bench in the usual park, I let out an unexpected reaction to the soliloquy I had just blurted out, and I ended up yelling out loud.
When I hurriedly turned around, I found a beautiful girl with ruby eyes, Ishinagi Fuka, holding two plastic bottles, standing there with a smile like a child who had successfully pulled a prank.
“What is it, Fuka? Don’t scare me.”
“Hehehe. Sorry, senpai. Here, take this as an apology.”
Fuka looked at me with a cute smile like a rabbit and offered me a bottle of non-sugar latte, one of her two bottles.
I thanked her and took it. I was thirsty, so I immediately opened the bottle and downed about a third of the bottle at once.
Fuka naturally sat next to me and gulped down the sports drink. Her voice was so cute that I couldn’t help laughing.
I suddenly thought about it.
The memories related to Senkawa were also rewritten.
Then, I wondered how Fuka’s memory, who had not met Senkawa yet, would be affected.
But even if I try to check, I have no idea what kind of question I should ask because it is true for Fuka, at least, if her memory has been manipulated somehow.
–No, let’s try one question.
“Hey, Fuka.”
“Yes?”
“You have never met Senkawa Kyosuke—Chinatsu chan’s brother, have you?”
After saying this much, I noticed that Fuka’s face changed. Oh no, it looks like I stepped on a land mine.
Fuka looked at me with rubies in her eyes darkened like garnets, and she also looked at me like a plate.
“Chinatsu-chan….? Why do senpai call her such a familiar name?”
“No, there is no particular deep meaning, or rather, she told me to call her that. ……”
“…………………… I see.”
“Haha ……. Can I continue ……?”
“…… please.”
I let Fuka’s small murmur of “that woman ……” and then I talked again about the rest of the question that was interrupted in the middle of the conversation.
“So, Fuka has never met Senkawa’s brother, right?”
“Yes, as I told you before, it has only come up in conversation.”
Yeah, I’ve heard this so far when we took care of flower beds together.
Here’s what I’m wondering.
I took another sip of latte and looked into Fuka’s eyes. Fuka flinched her shoulders and blushed slightly. She must be nervous about what kind of questions she would be asked.
“Before, haven’t you delivered Chinatsu-chan’s lost items during lunch break? Senkawa and him were having lunch together with Mio.”
If the encounter between Senkawa and Fuka had not really happened, the answer should be “yes”.
Fuka’s answer was contradictory to my assumption, however, as she looked in the direction opposite for a moment as if she was trying to pull out her memory.
“Yes, there is. But I believe only I were with Chinatsu-chan at that time.”
I felt a slight dizziness. I see
–Ishinagi Fuka had met Senkawa Kyosuke, but her memory was rewritten and it was assumed that they had never met.
What a joke. What is it then? Does it mean that from the moment I reincarnated, the “ lovey-dovey backward guardianship operation between Senkawa and the heroine” had not even been established in the first place?
I felt all the muscles in my body relax. If I had not been sitting on the bench, I might have collapsed on the spot.
I almost sighed, but I remembered that I was in front of Fuka, and held it in just in time. It’s not for girls to see, you know.
“I see, thank you. I’m sorry for asking such a weird question.”
“No, it’s nothing at all.”
I moved my eyes from Fuka to a group of broadleaf trees surrounding the park.
I looked at them for about three seconds and immediately noticed something strange. Fuka’s gaze was still fixed on my right half.
“….What’s wrong?”
I was a bit nervous and turned my face to the side. Yes, our eyes met exactly.
Fuka never looked away from me, opened her pink lips so beautifully that even azalea would have surrendered, and said something like this
“Senpai. Can I kiss you?”
Well, I’m in trouble.
I decided to just say what I was thinking and let it be my answer.
“Why?”
Maiasa