Episode 16 – Minamori Sara’s Thoughts

I Went Back in Time to 10 Years Ago and Saved My Young Lady Childhood Friend and She Became My Fiancee ~She’s Honest and Cool and Looks at Me Like She Wants to Be Cared For~

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After leaving Enami-kun and finishing my lessons and other things at the office, I went home.

I took a bath, ate a meal my mother cooked for me, watched TV and chatted a bit, then went into my room and …… let out a sigh.

“That was a no-no. ……”

I fell on my back on the bed.

I’ve been in a bad way all day. I couldn’t concentrate for the entire lesson. It caused me to fall down, messing up a dance that I had rarely missed before.

I frowned for a moment, thinking my ankle might be hurting, but the trainer caught it. The trainer told me that since there was a possibility of injury, the lesson had to be cancelled.

So I observed today.

I was very bored.

I was so bored that I couldn’t stop thinking about him.

“It’s Enami-kun’s fault. ……”

Enami-kun. Enami Shuusuke. The first boy I talked to at this school. He has a simple, skinny body, but he works out a lot. He looks pretty cool, but he seems to lack confidence. For some reason, only his eyes have depth.

(It’s kind of easy to be with Enami-kun. ……)

Probably because I’ve shown Enami-kun how messy I can be.

I usually wear the character of a confident idol like a piece of clothing. The genius idol, Minazuki Sara. Inside, I am not such a great person.

By playing the character, I form my appearance as an idol.

But that is quite a burden.

I put on the character of an idol and talk as the other person expects me to.

That character is a different person from me. I feel a sense of discomfort between my inner and outer worlds, which are far apart. But I can’t get out of this habit that has become ingrained in me. Talking to people is stressful in itself. But as an idol, I have to have fun with people.
　

I couldn’t get rid of this habit even at school. I couldn’t help but think of myself as an idol and act accordingly with others.

Even though it’s what I want, it’s hard work.

(But I don’t have to create a character for Enami-kun.)

Because on the first day, I ripped and showed him the dirtiest part of me.

And probably also because he is not really interested in me as an idol.

Enami-kun apparently has always been concerned about Hina-chan.

I didn’t expect him to talk about Hina today.

[Minamori-san……, don’t you want another friend?]

[…… Actually, Yorumiya told me about you in middle school]

“Enami-kun’s interest was Hina-chan,……?”

Yorumiya Hina. Hina chan

A friend of mine from junior high school.

It was something I had been concerned about for a long time.

(I see. Enami-kun was a childhood friend of Hina’s.)

I had been watching Enami-kun from time to time recently, so I knew he was somewhat concerned about Hina. But I didn’t realize they were childhood friends. I also didn’t realize that he was planning to make her and I get back together.

[If you have even the slightest intention of making up with her, I want you two to make time to talk. If you can’t take time at school, go out somewhere…..]

Enami-kun suggested something like that. I would like to repair the awkward relationship between us, and I have no objection to going out. I also said I would do you a favor.

“…… this Saturday, noon. Twelve o’clock.”

I leaned my head back and looked at the calendar. There is nothing wrong with my schedule.

Enami-kun. Hina-chan.

I’m holding off on answering, but I’ll answer.

With that in mind, I sit up and send a message to Enami-kun on my smartphone.

“Today’s topic. If Enami-kun is coming, I’ll be there.”

Enami-kun may or may not be there for the reconciliation, but since he is mediating between the two of us, it would be better for him to be there. I hope that by saying this, you will be a little troubled. You’re bothering me, so just a little bit.

“Ahh ……”

I think about this as I touch my ankle, which I twisted in the lesson today.

There is no pain. There’s no problem tomorrow.

For some reason, Enami-kun’s image flashed through my mind while I was thinking about it.

“I can’t stop thinking about it. ……”

Not good, not good.

I murmured that and let out a sigh for the hundredth time.

Maiban