"Well, well, well—if it isn't Nagasaki Soyo."
After Wakaba Mutsumi left, Kamijou Mutsuki's attitude was no longer nearly as gentle.
"How come after just one day apart, you've fallen this far?"
"You're even kneeling on the ground now?"
"You…"
Hearing that, Soyo immediately lifted her head.
She was already this miserable, and he was still mocking her?
Was he even human?
"Because in the end,"
Kamijou Mutsuki seemed to see through Soyo's thoughts. He restrained the expression on his face and spoke calmly.
"Isn't all of this something you brought upon yourself?"
"The one who made everything into such a mess… isn't it you?"
One could only say that Mutsumi was still too soft-hearted—she had believed Soyo's nonsense.
Of course, even he hadn't expected Soyo to be this impatient. She couldn't even wait a single day before bypassing him, going straight to Mutsumi, and then charging directly at Sakiko Togawa.
The result, naturally, was a complete and utter defeat.
"I just…"
Soyo's pupils suddenly shrank when she heard that, but she didn't know how to refute him.
Hadn't Kamijou Mutsuki tried to advise her before?
Hadn't he told her that doing this would only make Sakiko dislike her even more?
It was she herself who refused to listen and insisted on doing things her own way, which was why everything had turned into such a mess now.
Could it be that Kamijou Mutsuki had already foreseen this scene from the very beginning?
"Still, ending up like this is only natural for you,"
In the end, Kamijou Mutsuki added one final sentence.
"Because you've always only thought about yourself."
That sentence wasn't said for Sakiko's sake.
It was said for Mutsumi's.
"…"
The same words, when spoken in different situations, could cause completely different levels of damage.
Soyo's defenses were shattered once again. She fled in a very miserable state.
Kamijou Mutsuki didn't chase after her. At times like this, it was better to let her calm down on her own.
Besides, a female bodyguard was following her, so nothing would happen.
Though now that he thought about it…
Did she just take one of the maid outfits from his house with her?
Kamijou Mutsuki suddenly realized something.
Forget it. It was just a maid outfit—there were plenty of those at home anyway.
He turned around, intending to check on how things were going with Mutsumi and Sakiko.
"How lofty and condescending of you!"
The moment he opened the door, it was like being struck by thunder right at the start. Then Kamijou Mutsuki and Mutsumi were both driven out together.
"…"
Kamijou Mutsuki didn't really feel anything about it, but Mutsumi showed such obvious dejection and grievance for the first time.
"Sorry, Mutsuki."
The girl couldn't help but hug her fiancé, seeking comfort.
"I didn't do well. I made everything worse!"
"That's exactly your problem,"
Kamijou Mutsuki reached out and patted Mutsumi's head. Hearing this, the girl buried her head even deeper.
Indeed, it was her fault. If she hadn't brought Nagasaki Soyo here, things wouldn't have ended up like this.
"Instead of blaming yourself, why not blame others?"
"What did you do wrong? Isn't it all their fault?"
"Rather than exhausting yourself here, why not go play a round of Black Myth with me?"
Compared to Soyo and Sakiko Togawa, Kamijou Mutsuki felt that his own Mutsumi was the most pitiful.
She couldn't please either side, and both sides showed her attitude.
Caught in the middle, no matter what she did, she would be the one who ended up getting hurt.
"Blaming others… isn't very good."
Listening to her fiancé's crooked reasoning, Wakaba Mutsumi, who had been feeling very down just now, couldn't help but feel a little helpless.
"But I'll listen to Mutsuki."
However, since it was Kamijou Mutsuki who said it, then it must be correct.
Mutsumi raised her head, wrapped her arms around Kamijou Mutsuki's neck, and kissed him directly.
This seemed to have already become Mutsumi's way of relieving stress. Whether she was happy or unhappy, she wanted to kiss him.
As long as she could feel Kamijou Mutsuki's scent and presence, all the worries in her heart seemed to vanish completely.
"Mutsuki, so you were hiding here! But you were still found by the great Sayaka—"
Just as Mutsumi was happily kissing him, a bright and cheerful voice suddenly sounded nearby.
Then the owner of that voice noticed the scene in front of her, and her words abruptly stopped.
"..."
For some reason, the moment she heard that voice, Mutsumi felt inexplicably flustered and instinctively separated from Kamijou Mutsuki.
She turned her head and saw a petite blue-haired girl.
She had a refreshing short haircut and looked like a bright, boyish girl full of energy.
However, the girl was currently staring blankly at them, her eyes slightly hollow.
"Did I… come at a bad time?"
The blue-haired girl—Sayaka—spoke in a somewhat dry voice.
She hadn't expected that after finally finding the person she had been thinking about all this time, she would be hit with such a scene right away.
They had only been apart for a while, yet her childhood friend had already been taken by someone else?
So Mutsuki liked this kind of type?
Green hair… and she looked like a rich young lady…
Seeing these characteristics, Sayaka subconsciously thought of her friend Hitomi Shizuki.
Wait, why did she think of her friend just now?
And why was Sayaka here too?
Why were there so many things happening today?
"No—you came at just the right time."
However, it wasn't a big problem. A small situation like this wouldn't make Kamijou Mutsuki panic.
He looked at his childhood friend and directly smiled as he extended his hand.
"Eh?"
The hollowness gradually faded from the girl's eyes, the light returning to them. She seemed somewhat at a loss about how her childhood friend was reacting.
Or rather… was it exactly as expected?
Seeing this, Kamijou Mutsuki stepped forward, pulled the girl into his arms as well, and then—
"Mmm—"
Unlike Wakaba Mutsumi, who had already basically gotten used to kissing Kamijou Mutsuki, this was Sayaka's first time. Her cheeks instantly turned bright red.
However, she didn't seem to have any intention of struggling or resisting. Her eyes gradually became hazy during the kiss.
Watching this scene while still in Kamijou Mutsuki's arms, Mutsumi didn't really feel any jealousy.
She could already guess this girl's identity. Compared to her, she herself was the one who came later.
Besides, Kamijou Mutsuki had told her from the beginning, so she had been mentally prepared.
And after what had just happened—and thinking back on everything from this past period…
A faint blush spread across Mutsumi's cheeks.
Compared to this childhood friend, she had already taken more than enough advantage.
At that moment, Sakiko Togawa, inside her room, had already adjusted her emotions and opened the door.
Angry as she was, work still had to be done. That was the professional awareness of Sakiko-sensei, a fated working woman.
However, the moment Sakiko stepped out, she saw a scene that made her freeze on the spot.
Kamijou Mutsuki was holding Mutsumi while kissing another girl in his arms—a girl she completely didn't recognize.
Sakiko: ?
While she had been inside her room adjusting her emotions, what kind of strange play had they been doing outside?!
Sakiko-sensei felt utterly shocked. Even the negative emotions caused by Nagasaki Soyo were scattered quite a bit by this sight.
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