I Joined the Sentai Heroes Who Were Beautiful Girls Other Than Me but the Heroines Were All Yanderangers - I Joined the Sentai Heroes Who Were Beautiful Girls Other Than Me but the Heroines Were All Yanderangers chapter 81

81. Philance Pink is a Girl in Love

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My perfectly, ordinary day was completely ruined calculated by senpai.

I should mention that today’s standby member is Momo.

In other words, it means that I have to keep my schedule clear so that I can go out on a mission at any time. Except for Philance Red, who works year-round like a convenience store, the other heroes work in shifts and wait for contact. Of course, there are some emergencies that can only be solved by specific heroes, such as the recent plane crash or the mudslides during the rainy season, so it’s not like you can relax just because you’re off duty.

Even if you’re in class, even if you’re in the middle of karaoke with your friends, even if you’re on a date and you can tell that “Oh, I might get kissed today,” you have to drop everything and go if Dr. calls. That’s the rule for heroes like Momo.

Philance Pink should be the one who takes priority over Shibamomo.

Anyway, today Momo should have been at home, clearing her schedule to do homework, studying, or checking out the latest dramas. But when Hinata-chan, who I was ‘just keeping an eye on’ for good measure, suddenly headed to senpai’s house, I couldn’t just sit back and relax. Because the job of being the first girl to visit senpai’s house belongs to Momo.

“I’m surprised you have such a cute friend,” Mother-in-law would say, and then she would tease me, “Why don’t you become my daughter-in-law?” It’s Momo’s job. I won’ t let anyone else have it. Even though senpai is at an age where he should be interested in romance, he’s not the type to be aggressive about it, so he’s weak to encouragement from those around him. That’s what I’ve learned from my life experience. That’s why I even celebrated senpai’s friends when I went to university.

So. That’s why this is something that Momo absolutely has to do in order to get senpai to like her. She can’t let anyone else do it.

Momo had planned to do this much later, but she had successfully carried out the ‘cute kouhai who admires her senpai suddenly visits his house’ scenario that she had perfectly simulated many times, and she had managed to get Mother-in-law to like her without any problems. She hinted at her interest and subtly denied it, making senpai misunderstand just the right amount and making sure to earn his favor.

Sora-senpai is not the type to stay in his room when he’s at home. He usually spends time in the living room before and after dinner, or before bed, unless there’s a reason not to. That means he has a lot of opportunities to talk to his family. The family of three often consists of the quiet father, the senpai who tends to listen, and the mother-in-law’s machine-gun talk. Even though he looks bored, senpai doesn’t run away to his room but listens attentively, just like his father. He’s very kind and wonderful. Oh, of course, I had already figured out Mother-in-law’s hobbies, so it was easy to get her to like me in that sense as well.

If a family is close, then Momo has a definite advantage if she can get the parents to like her. Hinata-chan is still a child, and Akane-san has poor communication skills. Uguisu-san was an unknown, but in these situations , the first person to visit usually makes a better impression, so there’s no need to worry about her later.

In short, Momo’s chances of becoming senpai’s girlfriend have increased significantly today.

…However.

“Oh, you’re finally back.”

While I was getting well along with Mother-in-law in senpai’s absence, I heard a commotion at the entrance. It sounded like senpai had returned.

“Just wait a moment, Momo-san.”

“Yes!”

Saying that, my mother-in-law left the living room. Through the living room door that she didn’t close, I could hear my mother-in-law’s surprised voice. Sure enough, Himawari-chan came too. I’m glad I came to my senior’s house today even though it was difficult. This way, the impression of Himawari-chan, who came later, will be weaker, and even if she is favored, Mom will have the advantage in the “who my son” wants to marry” competition.

Be, besides.

“We’ll be alone…”

In my senior’s room, which even Mom had never entered when my senior wasn’t there, it was possible that Sora-senpai and Himawari-chan would be alone together. Of course, nothing will happen with a junior high school student, but it’s not good to let another girl take that special first time.

“…Th, that’s right. They say that men never forget their first girl.”

That’s right. So this is a strategic move and it’s not like Mom is getting impatient or acting impulsively.

“Over there!?”

“Wha!?”

Through the door, I could only hear my mother-in-law’s energetic voice, but suddenly Sora-senpai’s anxious voice reached me. Speaking of which, I think it’s been a while since I heard my senior’s voice.

“Oh, that’s…?”

Suddenly, the house tilted with a thud, and my desk shook violently. As a result, my hands trembled on the desk.

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“I, is it an earthquake? At a time like this…”

Looking out the large window, the power lines were as quiet as a bird taking a break.

After a while, my senior came into the living room. He was holding the much smaller Himawari-chan on his back.

“Oh, welcome back, senpai. I’m intruding.”

I appeared him calmly with the lines I had prepared. The words I uttered with the intention of being calm trembled slightly, but only I could tell. It was less a conscious thing and more a reflexive, physiological phenomenon, a slight flaw that neither my senior nor my mother-in-law noticed, but for me it was a great sense of dissonance.

Hey, is this okay? Am I nervous?

No, it’s an act of nervousness. I tell myself that on the spur of the moment. Yes, since I’m at my senior’s house, it’s normal to be more uptight than usual, so yes, it’s an act, an act.

My senior is worried about Himawari-chan, but he’s also troubled by my mother-in-law. Oh, I’ve only heard it in her voice, but this is what she’s like at home. Her expression is softer than when she’s with Mom, or rather, she’s more relaxed. She’s kind of cute. Oh, she’s petting Himawari-chan’s head again. That’s nice, that’s unfair.

“Mom, really. I’m not senpai’s girlfriend.”

Hey, wait, where are you going, senpai?

While calmly playing the cute kouhai, my consciousness was clearly wavering.

Oh, she brought drinks for Himawari-chan. I wonder what’s in them. From the color, it looks like some kind of sports drink. It would be funny if it was watered-down Calpis. Oh, all the glasses are the same color . Do families not use different cups? My family uses different dishes, but maybe these are for guests. Maybe the cup I’m using now is the one my senior usually uses. Oh, she’s petting Himawari-chan’s head again. She looks happy . Like a puppy. The senior who is petting her also looks happy. She doesn’t do that to me.

“Mom!?”

Oh, that was close. I was thinking about something else again. No matter how much things go according to plan, I have to concentrate on my conversation with my mother. Yes, yes, I’m being teased about wanting to be my senior’s bride…

O, oh, bride.

“!”

Hey, it’s shaking again. My hands and feet are cold, and there’s a strange vibration. It sounds like a dance party going on in the basement, a thudding sound. But no one seems to mind. I wonder why.

“Mom, today is somehow…”

When I realized it, my senior’s jet-black eyes were staring intently at me. How did things turn out this way? Hey, that’s strange. When my senior turns this way, I can’t face him.

As usual, as usual. A cute, devilish, innocent kouhai. Hey, is this what it’s like to be normal?

“W, what’s wrong?”

Is this my face as Momoko Take? A heavy girl doesn’t suit my character, so it’s cute to be a bit playful. I don’t know, can I smile properly? By the way, the thudding sound is still going on. It’s noisy. My hands are still shaking even though I’m not touching the desk. My shoulders are shaking too. What is this?

“…Mom?”

Sora-senpai is looking at me with a mysterious and gentle expression. By the way, was my senior always this cool? Hey, has he grown taller? Has he become more handsome? Am I imagining things?

In the first place, what’s the situation now? Oh, that’s right, I think he’s about to say I’m cute. To me. Because it’s a promise. Yes.

Does that mean it’s a lie?

I don’t really think so, but Mom is forcing me to say it. No, because that way my senior will be more honest and it will also keep the other girls in check, so it’s necessary. Besides, it’s not a lie that Mom is cute, and she’s really cute, so it’s not like I’m forcing it…

“Oh, oh, that is!!”

My supposedly calm brain was suddenly filled with the sound of “Pshhh,” as if it had stopped working.

“That was our promise… but it’s okay now.”

I waved my hands and shook my head from side to side.

When I realized that, I could no longer make my senior call me cute.

I have always been the epitome of cuteness, so I can probably tell. I can tell what a fake “You’re cute” sounds like. After all, I’ve heard it said to the girl next to me before. If I were in my current state, I would probably be able to tell if my senior’s compliment was not genuine.

That would be too scary. I probably wouldn’t be able to handle it. The promise that I had been fine with until now suddenly felt like a death sentence. Just imagining it made my body freeze with fear.

My senior looked at me blankly. The underground dance party got even louder. No, I get it, I get it, I just didn’t want to admit it.

I couldn’t look my senior in the eye. When I heard his voice, my hands trembled with nervousness, and my heart raced. I had seen it before. But I was always the “observer.”

I knew that I had fallen for my senior, but I didn’t know that I would become like this. I thought this was just an exaggeration in dramas. My head was really in a mess, as if I had a high fever, and I couldn’t do the normal things I used to do. It was even difficult to act natural. I had never loved anyone but myself, so I had never experienced the unstable and ambiguous “love” of being overjoyed by the feelings and reactions of the person I liked, overanalyzing the hidden meanings of their words, or getting jealous when I saw them being close to someone else.

“…If you really think I’m cute, you can tell me.”

It’s not easy to put into words. I realized how love is a chaotic and complex tangle of colors. The scales of statements that might hurt me, of being hated by the other person, and of lying. It would be better if there were no such irrational human relationships.

Fear, greed, modesty, and expectation, and above all, a great feeling that overwhelms everything, erodes my composure and everything else I have cultivated until now. It would be much more advantageous to act as I always have, but my emotions have made me stupid and are causing me to behave in ways that are uncharacteristic of me. I shouldn’t have said that.

“W-What…”

I realized how forced my attempt at a joke was, and I was embarrassed that I had been so confident and eager to make a good impression on my first visit to his house. I glanced away and saw Himawari looking at me with a cold expression. My senior’s expression had also changed, and I realized that I was acting strangely. This is bad. He might hate me. What should I do?

“…!?”

The feeling of my shoulder being touched cleared my head, which was filled with emotions and thoughts.

My senior’s hand, a boy’s hand that was larger and rougher than mine, touched my shoulder. I didn’t have time to think about the fact that this was the first time my senior had touched me, and then his face came closer. I closed my eyes, not knowing what was happening.

Then, from my sharpened hearing in the darkness, a gentle, sweet voice whispered.

“I think you’re cute.”

…I felt like something had been snapped.

“What the heck is that!?”

I was surprised by my own voice, which sounded like a cry. But that didn’t matter.

Oh, that’s really unfair. Sora-senpai is unfair.

My head and heart, the whole room, was in disarray. Why are you doing that? Does that mean you like me? Is that it? Is that okay? I might misunderstand, but is that okay? My ears are hot, my face is hot, everything is hot! I already love you so much, so why are you doing something like that? Isn’t it strange to say something like that after I just told you not to call me cute? Normal people don’t do that, right? So does that mean you like me?

Oh, no, this is bad. This is really bad. I won’t be satisfied unless I win this. I don’t care about being calm or winning by a landslide. I can’t give up on things like being cute.

I knew it, but I just confirmed it. I love my senior. I love him. I love Asagi Sora-senpai. I love him. I want him. I definitely want him. He’s the first person other than myself who is so important to me. I’m overflowing with an unprecedented amount of selfishness. I don’t want him to belong to anyone but me. I don’t want him to be seen as vanity or spite or an accessory. I want him for real. I want to destroy all of humanity except for me and my senior and be alone with him. If that’s not possible, I want to go to a deserted island with him. I want to travel in a spaceship because a giant red gorilla will probably get in the way. I want my senior. I want to be his girlfriend. I want to marry him. I will definitely get my senior. I’ve decided. It’s impossible. I can’t let any other woman have a single hair on his head. I don’t care about my chances of winning or human rights. I already love him. I’m going to be the best. Because I, Momoko, have decided this, there’s no way it can be overturned. I will make everything about my senior mine, his cuteness, his love, his coolness, his pain, everything. I’ll do anything. Yes. I can do anything. I’m not like other half-hearted women. I’m the only one who can do this with sincerity and full strength and I have to grab it no matter what. I know it instinctively. I have to get my senior.

Oh, that’s right, I forgot to set up the wiretap again. I’ll get a better one this time. No, more than that, is there any way I can sneak into my senior’s house? I’d like to get married, but if that’s not possible, I’d like to live together. For example, if my parents suddenly disappeared, would he feel sorry for me and let me live with him? Or if my senior had nowhere to go, would he come to me ? No, the doctor would get in the way either way. And so would the other heroes. Because heroes are important to my senior, I need to make sure that he only sees me, and to do that, I need to cut off all his attachments and lingering feelings. And for that, I need…

“…Oh, I forgot.”

I sent my senior to the kitchen and turned off my cell phone. I don’t want to get a call.