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 86
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86. Philanthropist Blue Falls
Summer nights are humid without the sun, and the heat feels like it’s clinging to you, unlike the scorching heat of the day. We sat down on a lonely bench in the park, which had been mostly cleared of playground equipment in the name of safety , leaving it looking almost empty. The prince in his jersey sat down next to me. Parks at night feel a bit surreal, even at my age. If this were a drama, it would be the start of something, but all I could think about was why I was in this situation.
“Hey, bro, can you drink?”
He shows me a can of chu-hi and beer that he pulled out of a plastic bag filled with a bunch of stuff he bought.
“Nah, not yet.”
“Oh, I see. Sorry.”
He just grins like an idiot, looking like one of those female dating game illustrations you see on smartphone ads. Even though he’s wearing a black jersey and holding a can of beer.
By the way, is this guy the type to drop the honorifics as soon as he realizes you’re younger than him?
Why did I even come with him? I already regret it, but all I can do is watch his every move.
“You’re a college student, right? What was your name again?”
“Asagi.”
“Asagi-kun, are you a freshman?”
“Yeah.”
I know I’m being unfriendly, but I’m not good with people who come on strong when we first meet. If it was a cute girl, I might get my hopes up and think, “Does she like me?” But when a guy suddenly starts getting close to me, I can’t read his intentions, and it kind of scares me.
“The girl you were with the other day looked even younger… Were you maybe dating a high school girl?”
He must be talking about Momo. Why does he remember our customers in such detail? I guess if a weird customer like her comes in, stands in line, pays, leaves her friend behind, and then leaves without eating anything, you might remember her .
“She’s not my girlfriend. She’s my junior from high school.”
“…Hmm, from your club?”
“No, after I graduated… Why do I have to answer questions like that from someone I just met?”
Is it because of his looks that he’s been able to get away with being so forward?
“Sorry, sorry. The truth is, I’ve been curious about you ever since that day… That’s why I was so excited when I ran into you today.”
“Huh!?”
C-could it be?
“hahahahaha, no, no. Not like that. I mean, like, you were such a strange customer. It seemed like you had some kind of big secret, and I started imagining that maybe I was a character in some grand drama that was unfolding in your life.”
“II see.”
“So, what’s the truth? Are you the main character of a drama?”
I definitely had a big secret, and to an ordinary person, a hero who hides his true identity would seem like something out of fiction.
“Unfortunately, that’s not the case. I just had a big problem at my part-time job.”
Technically, I’m not lying. My main job is being a college student, so I could say that being a hero is my part-time job. And my story is certainly grand, but I’m not the main character. They are .
“Hmm. A part-time job, huh… What kind of part-time job is it?”
“That’s…”
The words “parking lot attendant” get stuck in my throat.
“…Huh?”
“Could that cute junior of yours also be someone you know from your part-time job?”
I feel a strange sensation in my body, and my gaze is drawn to his handsome face, which had been too dazzling to look at before.
“Y-yeah… Ah, no, that’s not it.”
Then, in the blue eyes that had seemed as beautiful as the ocean when I saw him at the convenience store, I now saw an eerie, abyssal depth like the cosmos. When I stared into them, I felt like I was being sucked in, not in a good way, but rather like my gaze was being swallowed by a chaotic darkness. I wanted to look away, but my gaze was fixed on him as if it were frozen in place.
“You said she wasn’t your girlfriend earlier, but are you sure you don’t actually like her?”
As he continues to stare at me, my mind gradually sinks into a thick fog. It becomes hazy, as if I can’t see an inch in front of me, but the parts I don’t want to see are somehow being shown to me in sharp relief.
“…Momo is”
Something’s wrong.
I have to stand up. I have to look away. I have to run. Every part of my body is screaming at me, like some kind of danger signal I’ve acquired over the past few months of living in a world that’s anything but ordinary.
“Momo-chan, she’s a cutie, isn’t she?”
The young man smiled eerily beautifully. There was a strong divinity in it, a sense of nostalgia, a sense of fear, and a vague memory that I felt like I had seen this person somewhere before.
“Ah, that’s right.”
Or, maybe I should just leave it all behind. I opened my mouth unconsciously.
“Momo is cute. Even earlier, it was like, somehow, unlike usual.”
That’s right, I shouldn’t be thinking about such things.
“Huh? Unlike usual, in what way?”
Oh, what was that again?
“She seemed anxious, like she was out of sorts. Usually, she’s dignified and understands that she’s the main character, and she plays around with me.”
“…Huh, anxious. But is that cute?”
“Yeah. Cute. Or rather, she seemed charming, especially today. It’s not that she wasn’t cute before. But today, for the first time… I really thought so. Not an objective one, but ‘I’ thought so. You could also say it’s human-like. Maybe it’s because she was looking at me properly, unlike before, or maybe I’m being self-conscious. We didn’t make eye contact, but somehow I felt like I was being watched.”
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The square object that he had been holding carefully in both hands to ‘confirm’ something slipped through his palms and fell to the ground with a thud.
“It’s not that I like to see girls suffer. But for some reason, Momo, who was troubled by something, seemed incredibly cute. Maybe the one I really need to protect is Momo. I thought she’d be fine if I left her alone, that she was spoiled, and that I could treat her normally, but maybe Momo was the one who was suffering the most. Maybe she was just good at putting on a strong front, and I was just too insensitive.”
“Protect? A mere human like Asagi-kun?”
“…That’s right. That’s right. No. It’s different. Protecting, treating everyone equally, that’s my arrogance. I got carried away with flattery. I just misunderstood that I had become a special person. It’s not about protecting or for peace , it’s not like that.”
“That’s right. You’re an ordinary person. It’s normal for ordinary people to fall in love.”
“Ordinary”
Maybe Momo is trying hard to fit in because she can’t give up being ordinary. Ordinary. What is ordinary? How do you get it? How do you give it?
“The same goes for Asagi-kun. Why are you suppressing your feelings?”
“My…”
“Let’s think more simply, don’t you understand?”
“I don’t understand what you’re saying.”
“I see, then let me teach you instead.”
Before I knew it, something else was in his palm. It was a cold, slender, and beautiful hand.
“Look into my eyes.”
I saw something very familiar in the corner of my vision at the close distance, beyond the stuffy jersey.
But, it doesn’t matter.