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 88
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88. The Time of the Meeting
I had a bad dream.
It was a dream where my brother was kind to me. He put my side dishes on my plate, poured me a drink, and ordered for me at the counter. He walked on the side of the road because it was dangerous, carried the heavy luggage, and watched the TV shows I wanted to see.
Such a painful dream.
My brother in my dream was very kind. He was kind to everyone, but he was especially kind to me. However, I realized that my brother’s “kindness” was too beautiful and pure, and it was the opposite of what I was looking for .
The feeling of “love” that I had realized for the first time in my life was not something so simple, but something dirty that had been kneaded with a lot of messy contradictions. I was sad that such a thing had been born in me, but even more painful was the fact that I realized that my brother’s kindness towards me was not this.
In front of my eyes, my brother whispered something to Sekitouchimomo. Their expressions were completely different, but I felt a great commonality between them, something complex. It was like a color that I didn’t know, as if many different colors and qualities of paint had been applied over and over again. I don’t know if it was love, but I could see that it was a possibility.
In comparison, what my brother gave me was a refreshing sky blue color that filled a whole sheet of white paper, a color that was simply and beautifully simple. A kindness towards me that I didn’t feel a drop of impurity in. Perhaps it was a great kindness that wanted to protect me. It could be called love, but that’s not what I want.
I’m not sure if I’m dreaming or thinking anymore.
I shook my dazed head and listened to the outside world. From far away, I could hear the station announcement. The sound of cars running, the sound of someone rushing up the stairs, and the chatter of people passing by. The smell of fast food that passed by for a moment, the slightly humid heat. When I opened my eyes, the dazzling sight of the station square spread out before me.
“When did I fall asleep?”
When I checked my cell phone, it was 8:00 AM. There were no numbers on the LINE app displayed on the home screen. It seemed that I hadn’t received any messages from my brother.
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“…What happened?”
I was relieved that I didn’t have to ignore my brother’s message, but I was also worried that something might have happened to him. I didn’t know which to prioritize, so I went back to the same ticket gate as last night, holding both in my hands.
The station was lively during the day, and the expressions of the people using it were somehow brighter. Yesterday, it was only exhausted people in suits or people who were walking around with bright red faces, but today, people seemed to be excited about something they were going to do. I had never paid attention to strangers like this before, so I was a little surprised at myself for noticing such small things.
After about two hours had passed since I woke up, my head gradually started to feel fuzzy. I tried to distract myself by thinking about unnecessary things, but then I remembered that I was going to confess to my brother, and now my face was getting hot.
If my brother shows up at the meeting place, what should I say to convey my feelings? I wish I could turn my heart upside down and show it to him, but unfortunately I can’t do that. Heroes can do anything, but they can’t even use telepathy. It might be surprisingly inconvenient. I heard that there used to be a hero who could do something similar, but I think he wasn’t very active because he wasn’t very useful to us who deal with a lot of disasters and accidents. It’s strange that a hero who fights with the power of emotion always uses such physical means.
Anyway, I want to convey these feelings to my brother properly, even if I’m clumsy.
“Sora-nii, I like…”
I whispered so that no one could hear me, and my ears got even hotter.
“Hey!”
A gentle, clear voice slipped into my heated ear. There was no way I could have mistaken that voice.
“Big Brother!”
I almost burst into tears at the sight of my big brother waving at me and jogging up. Maybe I had been worried that he wouldn’t come here. If so, I’m a bad little sister for doubting my big brother. I have to reflect on that.
Big Brother would never hurt me. That’s what he said. There must have been some serious reason why he still managed to show up here for me. I’m sorry for being anxious, even if it was just a little. I’ll trust Big Brother absolutely from now on.
“Sorry for keeping you waiting!”
Big Brother said,
“No, I just got here. Senpai!”
He passed me by.