All the Heroines are my Ex-girlfriends

Chapter 155: You are not Yukima Azuma, who are you?

She had been braiding kumihimo cords all day.

It wasn't until the evening that she returned home.

Miyamizu Mitsuha continued reading the diary left by Yukima Azuma.

It recorded the events of the past seven days.

He had visited a café.

Then, he saved a stranger, a girl he had never met before.

The girl's name seemed to be Yuki, and a few days later, he even visited her house.

Yukima Azuma's notes were brief but still quite interesting.

Miyamizu Mitsuha felt like she was reading a light novel.

It was hard to imagine that the things written on paper had actually happened to her.

After reading through the entire diary,

Miyamizu Mitsuha picked up a pen and continued writing after Yukima Azuma's last entry.

[Hello Yukima Azuma, I am Miyamizu Mitsuha.

First, I want to apologize to you. I'm sorry for treating this like a dream and acting recklessly.

Regarding the damages I have caused, I am willing to compensate fully, though it may take some time to make things right.

I have read through the notes you left behind.

It was an incredible experience... I can't think of any other words to describe it.

Having gone through this, perhaps we should set some rules that both of us must follow.

But I feel that I am not in a position to criticize you.

From now on, I will also record what I have experienced.]

After writing what she wanted to convey,

She placed the diary and the orange-red kumihimo cord next to the pillow.

Miyamizu Mitsuha lay down on the tatami mat.

Her heart was filled with anxiety.

She was both hopeful and uneasy about the world she would see when she opened her eyes again.

She only hoped that he wouldn't completely hate her.

The mixed emotions inside her kept Miyamizu Mitsuha from falling asleep immediately.

It took about two or three hours before she gradually drifted off to sleep.

When she opened her eyes again—

Miyamizu Mitsuha almost fell off the bed.

She had been sleeping on the tatami, and when she turned over, she didn't feel anything.

When she saw the intricately decorated ceiling—

Miyamizu Mitsuha jumped up in shock.

It had switched again.

This time, she was more cautious with the expensive-looking furniture around her.

She sat upright at the edge of the bed, her whole body stiff, not knowing what to do.

This was his house.

Only at this moment did Miyamizu Mitsuha realize—

This seemed to be the first time she had stepped into a boy's room.

In that moment, countless emotions mixed together, making her too nervous to touch anything.

Fortunately, when her gaze swept across another corner of the room—

Miyamizu Mitsuha noticed a notebook placed next to the pillow.

It looked brand new, probably just unwrapped.

She reached out to touch the notebook but immediately withdrew her hand as if shocked by electricity.

After taking a deep breath—

She finally dared to pick it up.

"I'm definitely going to get scolded."

With a sense of resignation, she gathered her courage and flipped to the first page.

And the first line she saw was—

[Miyamizu Mitsuha, welcome to Tokyo.]

Miyamizu Mitsuha blinked several times.

She wasn't scolded.

She let out a sigh of relief.

Her feelings of affection for this stranger quickly grew.

The first page only had that one line.

Miyamizu Mitsuha was a bit confused.

Didn't he notice how much money she had spent?

But when she turned to the second page—

[Are you thinking about money? Of course, I noticed, but it's fine. You probably still don't understand the situation.

Most of the things you bought, I've already returned. As for the things that couldn't be returned, well, I can still use them.

I'm not blaming you, so don't blame yourself anymore. Now, turn to the next page of the notebook.]

Miyamizu Mitsuha stared at the words, instinctively holding her breath.

'He's too nice...'

She turned to the third page.

[Do you think I'm super nice?]

The feeling of being touched inside her heart immediately turned into another kind of emotion.

Miyamizu Mitsuha smiled bitterly.

But it was also thanks to this that the burden in her heart was somewhat relieved.

And then—

"Can you read my mind!?"

She blurted out in complaint while flipping to the next page.

["Were you thinking, 'Can he read minds!' right?"]

Miyamizu Mitsuha pouted.

Though her face showed dissatisfaction—

In her heart, the image of Yukima Azuma took on a few more colors.

She continued turning to the next page.

This time, the page was full of text. It was no longer a series of guesses about the girl's thoughts—

But a very detailed Tokyo travel guide.

[Such a rare opportunity, as a guest in Tokyo, please enjoy yourself to the fullest.

Here are some small tips I've gathered over the years of living in Tokyo:

The cinema in Ginza offers an excellent experience, and if you book your tickets online, you get free popcorn.

On holidays, Meiji Shrine is always packed with tourists, and sometimes people even hold weddings there, so you can check it out.

I recommend visiting Ochanomizu near Meiji Shrine. That street has a very unique style and is quite peaceful on holidays.

The candy apples at the entrance of Sensouji Temple are delicious, but the vegetarian meals inside the temple are just average.

Apart from tourist spots, Toyogasaki Academy, where I study, is also worth visiting, and you can still tour it on holidays.]

Reading through each of these personal suggestions—

Miyamizu Mitsuha suddenly felt an indescribable emotion.

Even though it was only communication through written words.

Even though she had never met Yukima Azuma in person.

Through each of these pieces of advice, she could almost imagine the figure of the young man.

Closing the notebook—

Miyamizu Mitsuha took a deep breath.

After all, as long as it doesn't affect him, she could visit the places suggested here.

Once again, she was filled with anticipation for Tokyo.

But this time—

The anticipation was sparked by a young man.

...

Miyamizu Mitsuha stepped out of the room.

At that moment, Shiratamaru jumped down from the stairs and ran over to her.

Miyamizu Mitsuha squatted down and gently petted Shiratamaru's head.

"I'm really sorry about last time."

She bowed her head, apologizing for hugging the cat too much and sniffing it.

Shiratamaru: Nyan nyan?

Shiratamaru tilted its head, looking a bit confused.

After petting it a couple more times, Miyamizu Mitsuha opened the front door and left the house.

Outside, the brick-paved streets mixed with the asphalt road stretched before her.

Miyamizu Mitsuha didn't know where to go first.

Toyogasaki Academy…

Hmm, she didn't know when the swapping would end.

Well then, she might as well check out his school.

Clumsily, she opened the map app on her phone.

Miyamizu Mitsuha looked up the route and then took the subway to the station nearest to the academy.

Turning around a street corner—

In front of her was a slope.

The sides of the slope were lined with cherry blossom trees.

Miyamizu Mitsuha could imagine what it would be like when the spring wind blew through here.

The cherry blossom petals flying in the air would surely be beautiful.

But now, it was summer, and all she could see were the green leaves. She couldn't see the cherry blossoms.

She walked up the slope, continuing for a while—

Miyamizu Mitsuha stood in front of the gate of Toyogasaki Academy.

Though it was a holiday, a few students were still coming in and out of the school.

Passing through the grand gate—

What first caught her eye was not the classroom building, but a massive fountain.

In the pond, koi fish of various colors swam gracefully.

On the left was a large bulletin board, covered with all kinds of information—

From club promotions to the academy's holiday announcements.

Walking around the koi pond—

In front of Miyamizu Mitsuha was a magnificent lecture hall building.

She looked up, counting from the bottom to the top—

There were five floors in total.

Just this building alone was probably bigger than her entire school combined.

"Azuma-san!"

A sudden voice called out from beside her.

Miyamizu Mitsuha jumped in surprise.

Turning her head—

A girl with a gentle demeanor, who seemed to have appeared next to her without her noticing.

Looking closely—

Miyamizu Mitsuha recognized the girl in front of her.

She was one of the three girls on Yukima Azuma's phone lock screen.

She tried to recall the friend list on Line.

Finally, she matched the name with the person in front of her.

"Kato-san, hello."

Hearing that, Kato Megumi blinked in confusion.

Kato-san? That was an... unusual way to address.

"Did Azuma-san come to school to pick up something too?"

"You're not participating in any summer training clubs, are you?" Kato Megumi asked.

Though it was summer break—

Toyogasaki Academy still had a few clubs running normally.

For instance, the baseball club, aiming for Koshien.

Or the instrumental club, whose members were striving for the national competition.

But Kato Megumi felt sure that Yukima Azuma wasn't part of those clubs.

If he were truly involved—

With Yukima Azuma's ability, he'd probably become the ace of any club within a month. It would be impossible for him to have no news at all.

"U-Umu, that's right,"

Miyamizu Mitsuha nodded, feeling a bit awkward.

She wasn't sure how to respond.

Kato Megumi rarely frowned.

.....

The two of them entered the lecture hall.

Walking up the stairs—

Miyamizu Mitsuha unconsciously observed Kato Megumi.

Her gaze slowly focused, and the image of the girl in front of her became clearer.

Even though both of them were girls—

Miyamizu Mitsuha couldn't help but think that this girl was really too cute.

But then, why did a girl this cute—

At first, give off such an ordinary feeling that it seemed almost unbelievable?

She felt suspicious.

With Kato Megumi leading the way, the two reached classroom 1-E.

Opening the door and stepping in—

The inside of the classroom made Miyamizu Mitsuha's eyes widen.

The room was bright, with desks and chairs neatly arranged, looking completely new.

The podium was equipped with an integrated computer, and beside the blackboard was a multimedia whiteboard.

Even the floor was made of expensive wood.

This scene made Miyamizu Mitsuha subconsciously worry if she would dirty the floor.

Kato Megumi entered first and went to her seat.

She took a few books out of her desk drawer and put them into her bag.

Miyamizu Mitsuha also went in—

But she had no idea where Yukima Azuma's seat was.

"Aren't you taking anything?" Kato Megumi asked.

"Eh... I just remembered, I actually took the books home already, not leaving them here in class,"

Miyamizu Mitsuha quickly thought of an excuse.

Kato Megumi furrowed her brows again.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became quiet.

Miyamizu Mitsuha instinctively held her breath.

After a brief moment of silence—

"I see, then let's go, Azuma-san,"

Kato Megumi said, slinging her bag over her shoulder as she headed for the door.

Miyamizu Mitsuha quietly sighed in relief.

She had managed to get away with it.

But just as she reached the classroom door—

Kato Megumi suddenly turned back.

"Azuma-san." She gently called.

The slight tilt of her head, about eight degrees, made her hair slide behind her ear with the movement.

Miyamizu Mitsuha blinked.

'She's so cute.'

She thought to herself.

But in the very next moment—

"You... who are you?"

Kato Megumi's voice lost its warmth.

"You're not my Azuma."

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