The Heroines Want to Confess.

Chapter 89: Had a wet dream because of a naughty white-haired ghost!

Reading comprehension—just study Literature, and you'll never escape this dish.

And because most reading texts are classical works by ancient people, no one really cares what the author actually thought, since they can't exactly pop the coffin lid open and come punch the test writer in the face.

A wise man once said: "A thousand people have a thousand brains. So it's normal for everyone to interpret things differently."

Sakurai Saki understood this principle very well.

But his students seemed to be too stupid.

"Sakurai-san~ Sakurai-san! Why do we have to understand the author's thoughts!?"

( •̯́ ^ •̯̀)

Yotsuba raised her hand and shouted.

She had just gotten back from school, and just as promised, came home a little after six.

"...That's a question you should ask the teacher who made the test, not me."

Sakurai Saki was speechless at this idiot, because she was outright denying the whole assignment.

This question was like asking 'Why do we have to live?', totally meaningless!

Why not go ahead and ask why we even have exams?

"As long as I get a high score, who gives a damn what the author was thinking."

( ◡̀_◡́)))

Itsuki was a bit on the extreme side.

As long as she got good grades, within the allowed boundaries, Itsuki would use any method!

At the moment, the group was sitting down eating dinner at the dining table.

"Alright already, stop talking about school stuff. It's dinner time, right?"

Nino said as she scooped more rice for Itsuki, who had just finished a bowl.

She had clearly just eaten a bunch of meat buns earlier—how could this little sister still eat so much now?

(·•᷄‎ࡇ•᷅ )?

Nino glanced at Itsuki's belly, which was perfectly flat. She couldn't see anything abnormal at all.

'Why is it that I stretch for half an hour every night, and my figure still looks exactly like Itsuki's?'

Nino thought to herself, then glanced again at Itsuki's thighs—round, full.

Knew it. All the energy went into her thighs.

She must've gained weight again.

Lately, Itsuki hadn't been willing to tell her weight either. Last time she even said she wanted to work out and lose weight together, but didn't keep it up for long.

"I'm done eating."

(｡-ᆺ-｡)

Miku said in a gentle voice.

After speaking, she stood up, planning to wash her bowl.

"Sakurai-san, do you want more rice?"

Nino looked at his empty bowl.

Sakurai Saki was about to hand over his bowl, when he noticed his shadow on the ground starting to move again.

It was heading toward Miku.

Sakurai Saki felt like his shadow had a real soft spot for Miku, always trying to push the two of them together.

"Never mind, I'm full too."

Sakurai Saki replied to Nino.

Then, he quickly walked after Miku.

The shadow on the ground scratched its head, then suddenly seemed to wake up, ran over to Miku's shadow and deliberately tripped her.

Miku stumbled a step.

"Huh?"

She didn't even have time to react.

Sakurai Saki immediately stepped forward and caught her in his arms.

"You okay?"

Miku froze for a few seconds, then softly mumbled: "Umu…"

(,,¬﹏¬,,)

At the dining table, Nino saw Miku nearly fall and broke into a cold sweat on her behalf.

After seeing Sakurai Saki catch her, Nino let out a sigh of relief.

But once she realized the two of them still hadn't let go of each other, Nino started to feel uneasy: '...Helping's fine and all, but what's with hugging her for so long?'

(˶˃⤙˂˶)

But it wasn't really her place to interrupt. So frustrating!

"Um… Saki-kun…"

(,,>﹏<,,)

Miku had regained her balance.

"Ah, sorry."

Sakurai Saki said—but had absolutely no intention of letting go.

The shadow at his feet continued to cling tightly to Miku's shadow.

One look and you could tell it was trying to create more "lucky pervert" moments to push his relationship with Miku forward.

'You're into shipping, fine—but why are you rushing the progress like it's a dating sim? This ain't no galgame!'

Sakurai Saki was utterly helpless.

What made him even more exasperated was this: the shadow was originally a part of himself, a reflection of his true psychology.

Just like that, after holding her for a few more seconds—only when the shadow returned—did Sakurai Saki finally let go of Miku.

After the two of them put their bowls and chopsticks back in place, Miku didn't say a word. She quietly returned to her room.

As for Sakurai Saki, he was left completely bewildered.

'What's up with Miku?'

(｡· v ·｡) ?

Just now he had been too focused on the shadow and didn't realize that Miku had been so embarrassed she looked like she was about to explode into steam.

...

In Miku's room.

Nakano Miku leaned against the door, letting her body slowly slide down to the floor.

She buried her face between her knees and softly muttered in a voice that was barely audible:

"Ecchi~"

(>/////<) ♡

...

When Sakurai Saki left the Nakano household and returned to his rented apartment, it was already 9 PM.

His powers hadn't caused any major disturbances today, but since he had promised Ai-chan that they would play games together tonight, he still had to turn on his computer.

She had flaked on him many times already, so if she didn't bail this time, it would really be something new.

After stepping through the entrance and putting his things down, Sakurai Saki took out the love letter from the drawer. He had to ask if Yakumo Shiro had noticed anything unusual recently—this had already become part of his daily routine.

The next second.

Before he could even react—

A beautiful white-haired ghost girl suddenly appeared and pinned him down onto the bed.

Sakurai Saki didn't even bother to resist anymore — this wasn't the first time he'd been ambushed anyway.

They say "once strange, twice familiar." This kind of thing was practically routine for Sakurai Saki now.

Yakumo Shiro pinned him down, sat on top of him, and gently spoke:

"Sakurai-kun~"

"Full of vitality again today, huh~"

(๑ > ᴗ < ๑)

Sakurai Saki, visibly unamused, picked her up and said seriously: "I'm always full of vitality."

What, does she think I won't dare do anything? Keeps messing with me like this?

"W-wait!"

Yakumo Shiro raised both hands and pushed against Sakurai Saki's chest.

But just as Sakurai Saki thought she was going to give in, Yakumo Shiro didn't back down at all.

She spread her arms open like she was inviting him: "Come here, Sakurai-kun~."

( ∩´͈ ᐜ `͈∩)

Yakumo Shiro slowly closed her eyes, putting on a face that said she was ready to let him "pick the flower" as he pleased.

Sakurai Saki touched her lips with one finger.

Yakumo Shiro sensed something was off, opened her eyes, and frowned in displeasure: "That's it?"

Sakurai Saki tilted his head: "That's it?"

What the hell did she just say? Is she doubting my sexuality or what?

"I'm completely defenseless right now. Sakurai-kun, are you really not planning to do anything?"

(˵ ¬ᴗ¬˵)

Yakumo Shiro said this with a tone full of righteous conviction.

That line… no man could resist!

"I…"

Sakurai Saki gritted his teeth: "You sure about that?"

In that moment, Sakurai Saki felt like "xxx-ing the air" wasn't even a big deal anymore!

After all, he was at home! Social death will not occur in this situation!

"Coward! Wimp!"

⁽⁽(੭ꐦ •̀Д•́ )੭*⁾⁾

Yakumo Shiro yelled at him with scorn.

Sakurai Saki gave her a gentle smile, his face turning serene.

"You're not sleeping tonight!"

A few seconds later— "Reng reng reng~" The phone rang.

"Who the hell is that!?"

Yakumo Shiro frowned.

They were this close!

Sakurai Saki glanced at the phone and saw the caller was Hayasaka Ai. All of his earlier thoughts evaporated in an instant.

"Sorry."

Sakurai Saki turned to Yakumo Shiro and apologized.

Then he got off the bed and picked up the call.

"Moshi moshi! Sakurai-chan~ What're you doing right now? I'm already in the game!"

ヾ(๑╹◡╹)ﾉ

Ai-chan was using her gyaru voice.

"Umu, I just got home. Give me a sec."

Sakurai Saki replied.

"Okay, I'll wait in the game, chu chu~"

( ˶˘ ³˘) ♡ ♡ ♡

Ai-chan said in a super cutesy tone.

She was way bolder online than she was in real life.

Some people are just like that—on the internet, they unleash their true selves. The things they don't dare to say, don't dare to confess, they can say it all online.

"That gyaru girl again? Sakurai-kun, you're going to play games with her? Then what about me?"

(ಥ﹏ಥ)

Yakumo Shiro sat up in her disheveled clothes, looking pitiful.

Sakurai Saki turned and glanced at her: "I'll treat you to hamburger steak tomorrow."

"But I want to eat meat right now!" Yakumo Shiro pouted. Then, out of frustration, she ran up to Sakurai Saki and secretly kissed him on the cheek.

After doing that, she started to feel a little embarrassed.

A few seconds later, Yakumo Shiro looked down and muttered in a tsundere tone: "That was just prepay for hamburger steak! It's not like I kissed you because I wanted to or anything! Hmph!"

（￣へ￣）

Sakurai Saki sneered: "That's all?"

(≖⩊≖)

Her embarrassment was shattered by that line. Furious, she said: "Sakurai-kun! Don't expect to sleep well tonight!"

(ꐦ○_○）✧

Sakurai Saki didn't take her words seriously.

As long as he stayed away from that love letter, she couldn't physically interfere with him.

He'd still get a good night's sleep as usual.

...

Sitting down at his computer and logging into the game, Sakurai Saki connected to the voice channel with Ai-chan.

"Can you hear me? Ai-chan."

(„• ֊ •„)੭

"Sakurai-chan, Sakurai-chan~ this is Ai-chan~ your message has been received. Over!"

ദ്ദി(^ᗜ^ )و ´-

Hayasaka Ai was extremely lively online.

The two played a few rounds. Since Ishigami Yuu was busy playing a newly released galgame tonight, and Gabriel only liked traditional online games, they picked the sweet duo mode.

"WTF, f***ing hackers! Goddamn, it's a hacker team!"

In team voice chat, an unfamiliar teammate shouted.

"Holy sht! Seriously?! What the f** are you two using? Aimbot or wallhack?"

Sakurai Saki and Hayasaka Ai said nothing.

"What, pretending to be pros by staying quiet?"

Actually, that wasn't it.

The two of them were chatting privately in their own voice channel.

"You came home with Chika-chan today, didn't you?" Hayasaka Ai asked, pretending to be nonchalant.

Even though she more or less already knew the situation.

But Hayasaka Ai still wanted to hear it directly from Sakurai Saki's mouth.

"Mm~" Sakurai Saki let out a weird noise.

He shifted his focus away from the game and glanced at the white-haired ghost next to him who was secretly licking his ear.

Yakumo Shiro had an innocent look on her face.

"Getting turned on while talking to her and having this kind of thing done to you~?" she said teasingly.

Sakurai Saki gave her a glance.

Then he answered Ai-chan's question: "I went with her to help Shirogane out."

He didn't go into detail—mostly for Shirogane Miyuki's dignity, though to be honest, that dignity was pretty much thrown out the window yesterday and today.

When it came to music, Shirogane Miyuki had no dignity at all!

"Naruhodo~." Hayasaka Ai first let Sakurai Saki relax a little, then probed: "Why didn't you call me along? Is it because Chika-chan sings better than me?"

Here it was! The classic choose-one question!

These questions often went like this——

[If your mom and I both fell into the water, and I can't swim, who would you save first?]

[Why are you working late every day? Is your job more important than me? Then go marry your job!]

[I was clearly first. Whether it's kissing or hugging—why, why is it…]

Okay well, maybe not the third one.

The point is—these questions basically have no good answer, because once she asks, she's already won. No matter how the guy responds, the girl has ten thousand unreasonable ways to blow things up.

The real purpose of these questions isn't to get an answer. It's to test the attitude of the boyfriend/husband. When forced to pick between two important things, no one can actually choose. When faced with these kinds of questions, the best solution is to change the subject.

Don't answer. If you do, she won't let it go anyway.

If you say you'd save your mom, she'll say, "Why not save me? Don't you love me?"

If you say you'd save her, she'll go, "Why not save your mom? You ungrateful bastard!"

There is no solution, my brother! This is a no-win question!

But who is Sakurai Saki?

He's an esper—he doesn't fear stepping into the Shurafield!

"Jealous, huh? Then you can come along tomorrow too!" Sakurai Saki, ever the smooth talker, wasn't worried in the slightest.

By the time Ai-chan showed up on site tomorrow, she'd definitely wish she could get Truck-kun isekai'd back to the past just to slap herself! Sakurai Saki was sure of it!

Hayasaka: _____ō͡≡o˞̶_____(ᗒᗣᗕ)՞

Anyone who heard that singing voice, which sounded like an Eldritch sceam, would want to smash their head into a wall and just die.

"Hmph, I'm not jealous!" Hayasaka Ai refused to admit it.

"And about helping out, I won't get in the way."

At that moment, Ai-chan recalled the "Eldritch Sceam" she'd accidentally heard that afternoon.

"Muuh~"

(*´▽`*)

Sakurai Saki let out another strange groan.

"Sakurai-kun~ does it feel good?"

( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Yakumo Shiro pressed her face against him and asked.

Through the headset, Hayasaka Ai heard the strange noise and asked curiously, "What was that?"

"Nothing, just a bit tired from moving around," Sakurai Saki lied as naturally as Hayasaka Ai would.

"Don't overwork yourself."

After that, the two continued playing for another hour.

It was getting late, so Sakurai Saki pushed away the beautiful white-haired ghost girl beside him, went to shower, then climbed into bed.

...

Wednesday morning.

Sakurai Saki was washing his underwear.

It was honestly really embarrassing, but wet dreams are inevitable for a virgin, especially after all the temptations from last night.

But he couldn't shake the feeling that something had been off while he was sleeping last night.

In a world unseen by ordinary eyes, Yakumo Shiro stood next to Sakurai Saki, lightly shaking her slightly sore hand. Then she pursed her soft pink lips and, looking at the soaked underwear, showed a shy expression.

Shiro: (˵ ¬ ؂ ¬˵)

After washing and hanging the underwear to dry, Sakurai Saki began preparing to cook.

He didn't want to go jogging today.

Mainly because today's superpower was a little strange.

[Today's Superpower: Occultist

Effect: You will be more likely to encounter supernatural events

Side Effect: Cannot be turned off, and people around you may get dragged into them]

Sakurai Saki had activated this ability for the second time.

Mysteries attract mysteries.

Just like how Stand users are drawn to other Stand users, Sakurai Saki believed his encounter with Yakumo Shiro was also due to this law.

The more "mysteries" gathered, the more they would attract even more "mysteries."

Sakurai Saki more or less had an idea why he absolutely had to go home with Fujiwara Chika today.

It was probably because of this ability.

Actually, he had another option—he could call in sick—but Sakurai Saki didn't dare take the gamble. He couldn't risk the possibility that the contents of the diary were wrong.

So going to school was still the safest option.

He even had to take the initiative to invite Fujiwara Chika to walk home together in order to fulfill the event recorded in the future diary.

"..." Sakurai Saki suddenly began to doubt whether his actions were truly right.

Should he really trust the diary so completely?

He had never doubted his own ability—after all, who would doubt their own power?

But…

"What if this entry is wrong?"

The Occultist attracts supernatural events, and under those conditions, walking home with Chika—wouldn't that be the wrong move? That could very well bring danger to her!

At that moment, Sakurai Saki's mind fell into chaos.

But there was one thing he was certain of.

He absolutely had to go to school today!