I Was Supposed to Be Giving Love Advice on the School Radio, but Before I Knew It, the Beautiful Girls at School Were Hitting on Me
The following week, I was working on the radio as usual. After talking for about ten minutes, we had already moved on to the love advice letter segment.
“Okay, let’s start by reading the letters ! First up is a letter from Purple Mage !”
If my memory serves me correctly, this was the first letter from this person.
“Kageyama kun, this is my first time sending a letter. I decided to write because I needed some advice.
I have a childhood friend I’ve been close with since grade school. We’ve always gotten along without thinking about each other as the opposite sex, but I’ve always had feelings for him.
Honestly, this relationship felt comfortable, and I hadn’t even considered confessing my feelings. But now that we’re both about to graduate high school, I started to worry that if we go to different colleges, our relationship might fade away, and I began to feel a sense of regret.
However, I don’t know if he sees me as a member of the opposite sex. I also want to avoid making him feel uncomfortable by confessing my feelings. Could you give me some advice…?”
I forced myself to keep my emotions in check and read it out in a neutral tone. Hmm, this frustrating relationship between childhood friends… Her feelings came through painfully clear in the text.
Suddenly, I recalled the words Shirahama had thrown at me the other day.
[I don’t like people who meddle in others’ love lives like you do.]
…Well, I started this to revive the broadcasting club. I thought it was inappropriate for someone with no romantic experience to say such things.
“Okay, Purple Mage, thank you for consulting me.”
…But, Shirahama.
“”dvice…you want my opinion on what you should do next, right?”
As long as there are people who want me to give them a push, I’ll keep doing this radio show. Even someone like me can be thanked by someone else. There’s nothing more joyful than that.
“Afraid of losing the relationship with someone you’ve known since childhood…I can sort of understand that feeling. It’s because you care about the other person that you become timid about confessing your feelings.
…I can’t advise everyone on how to be happy. So, I’d like to give you an answer that will satisfy you, Purple Mage.”
After saying that, I took a small breath.
“I think you should act in a way that you won’t regret.
…Did you find this answer disappointing? But I think this is the essence of it. Even if they’re childhood friends, can you really understand the other person’s feelings? Can you definitively say that the other person doesn’t like you?
In the end, the only person you can consider and protect within the scope of your own thoughts is yourself. There’s no point in thinking about the other person. So at least let them do what they want.
…I’ll avoid making any explicit statements here, but it seems to me that the Purple Mage’s heart is already made up at this point. I’m rooting for you !”
I concluded the conversation with a slightly lighter tone to avoid making it too heavy.
Glancing up, he saw a glimmer of light in Mashiron’s eyes. …Maybe I should listen to her story next time…
And so, the radio show continued.
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“Alright, that’s all for this week’s noon broadcast. We’re still accepting letters, so please tune in again next week ! See you then~”
From there on, the broadcast proceeded without any particular issues. I delivered my closing remarks in my usual tone and lowered the microphone fader along with the ending jingle.
“Phew, I’m beat…..”
“Good job, Kageyama.”
After the radio show ended, the teacher spoke to me. It seemed that the words he usually said after being alone had slipped out unintentionally. I felt a little embarrassed and bowed my head.
While I was organizing documents, the teacher, who was spinning her swivel chair, suddenly spoke up.
“Kageyama…is something wrong?”
“Eh? No, nothing’s wrong…why do you ask?”
The teacher hesitated for a moment, then exhaled briefly.
“Well, the tone of the radio show was a bit off…if it’s okay with you, I’d like to hear about it.”
“…Alright, then.”
The teacher’s words brought back memories of that time. As expected of a teacher, they’re skilled at noticing changes in their students. But…
“No, it’s fine.”
“Really?”
The teacher looked concerned. But I nodded with a smile.
“Yes, because…”
Shirahama probably doesn’t like me, and more importantly, she doesn’t like my radio show. So even if I consulted with her, it would only satisfy me and wouldn’t solve the fundamental problem.
I made up my mind and showed the teacher a big smile.
“If someone hates my radio show, the only way to shut them up is with the radio.”
Maitoshi