A Story About a Handsome Girl Having Her First Kiss Stolen by an Equally Handsome Classmate - Episode 47

Mizuhara Shizuku brushed away Wakamatsu’s outstretched hand.

“So, what do you want?”

“I came to talk to Mizuhara.”

“I don’t have anything to say, though.”

She started walking straight ahead without looking at Wakamatsu’s face.

Wakamatsu follows slowly along the seaside road surrounded by embankments and guardrails.

The weather is bad, and layers of black clouds begin to pile up, as if they are representing the walls in Shizuku Mizuhara’s heart.

“Only an older sister can take the place of an older sister.”

“Only my sister can fill the hole in my heart that was left by my sister.”

“…Right? Mizuhara.”

Mizuhara Shizuku doesn’t react at all.

“You thought that about being with me, didn’t you?”

“…That’s right, so it’s fine now.”

“Was that the case?”

Mizuhara was silent. Wakamatsu couldn’t see her expression, but he could see that Mizuhara Shizuku was momentarily shaken.

“I wonder if Mizuhara has changed since he started spending time with me?”

“What are you talking about?”

“Maybe Mizuhara got scared?”

The raindrops gradually get bigger and fall faster. The wind is blowing hard on this road close to the sea, so it’s hard to even use an umbrella.

Wakamatsu became scared that the sound of the rain would drown out everything else.

“Maybe you were scared to accept the days without your sister and move on.”

“…Shut up.”

“Maybe I’m starting to find it hard to forgive myself for accepting it and moving forward.”

I walk the same path as the day Mizuhara Shizuku confessed her love to me.

I’m sure we walked here together on the day you broke up.

“Because Mizuhara Shizuku is an earnest and kind-hearted person.”

“…A kind-hearted person wouldn’t do something like this.”

Mizuhara just keeps walking; the only words coming out of his mouth are words of rejection.

“Maybe being with me is making you forget about your sister.”

“So you make up a reason to leave me and go back to your extraordinary life.”

“To Mizuhara Shizuku, who is still waiting for her sister”

The rain started to beat down so hard that it was difficult to speak or hear each other. Wakamatsu gave up, closed his umbrella, and approached Mizuhara. Perhaps sensing Wakamatsu’s approach, Mizuhara closed her umbrella and ran off as fast as she could.

“Wait a minute, Mizuhara! Are you that scared to talk to me?”

“……noisy!”

“You got scared because I hit the nail on the head!”

Wakamatsu chases after her, holding a closed umbrella in one hand. He runs without caring about anything, splashing through puddles.

“We’re not done talking yet, Mizuhara!”

“Shut up! Why are you chasing me?!”

“Because I love Mizuhara!”

Mizuhara runs away. Runs away from Wakamatsu’s words.

“I love Mizuhara!”

“I don’t want to hear it!”

His body was soaked and heavy, and his clothes clung to his skin, making him feel uncomfortable. But Wakamatsu still chased after Shizuku Mizuhara. He was chasing after someone important to him that he didn’t want to let go of.

“Don’t be so stupid and say the same thing over and over again!”

“I’ll say it again and again! Until Mizuhara finds out!”

Without an umbrella, he foolishly confesses his feelings while getting soaked.

These are important words that I learned from Chisato Wakumura. This is an important feeling.

“It’s okay to get over your sister bit by bit!”

“It’s okay if I have less time to remember!”

“Mizuhara will never truly forget about her sister!”

He reaches out to grab Mizuhara Shizuku’s arm, who is now just a few steps away.

“Isn’t that what it means to live?”

With great difficulty, I finally managed to grab her arm. Her arm was cold because of the rain, and I couldn’t feel her body heat. Even in the middle of summer, being exposed to heavy rain and strong winds was unbearable.

“I can’t be Shizuku Mizuhara’s big sister.”

“But I’ll always be by your side! Even I can do that much!”

“Why!?”

Wakamatsu pleads desperately, his face ruined by the rain.

Mizuhara also tries desperately to counter this by shaking off Wakamatsu.

“Even your family isn’t by your side! How can you say something like that?!”

“Because I love you!”

Wakamatsu, not wanting to be outdone, conveys his feelings.

“This feeling is wonderful, so beautiful and so solid!”

“No matter what happens, I’ll always be by Mizuhara’s side!”

“That’s not love.”

“I decided that this is love, Mizuhara!”

Overwhelmed with emotion, tears spilled from Wakamatsu’s eyes. Even though the tears were big, they were drowned out by the rain that was falling from the dance. The feeling of the cold rain and the lukewarm tears was unpleasant.

“The first time he confessed to me, the first time he kissed me”

“That’s what made Wakamatsu misunderstand. He wasn’t used to romance.”

There’s no way it was a misunderstanding, Wakamatsu shouted.

“That’s simply not possible!”

“How? How can you say that so confidently, even though it’s your first time!”

“I can say that for sure because it’s my first time!”

With rainwater soaking his entire body, Wakamatsu cried out, not paying any attention to his appearance.

“I’ve never thought about someone this much!”

Running out of words, Wakamatsu weakly embraces his beloved. He holds the slightly trembling Mizuhara Shizuku close, trying his best not to let her go.

“The reality in Suwon remains extraordinary, and nothing may change…”

“But something is changing because I’m here.”

“So maybe it’s okay for me to stay here, beside Mizuhara…”

Wakamatsu puts his arms around Mizuhara’s back. He seems to have lost some weight since the last time they hugged each other.

“Maybe it was a lie at first.”

In the pouring rain, Wakamatsu and Mizuhara, soaked to the skin, faced each other. It was no longer possible to read the other’s expression.

“What we’ve built up can’t have been a lie.”

“That goes for our relationship and my feelings. And Mizuhara’s feelings too…”

A shock runs down my cheek.

A few seconds later, he realized that he had been slapped across the cheek by Mizuhara Shizuku. In the moment that she instinctively flinched, she had completely escaped from Wakamatsu’s arms.

Just when you thought she would start walking away again, Mizuhara Shizuku stopped, looked down, and opened her mouth.

“Please, wake me up with this.”

His cheeks sting. At a loss for words, Wakamatsu looks up at Mizuhara Shizuku, who is standing before him. Her face is also wet from the rain and messy.

“I don’t like young pine trees.”

Wakamatsu reaches out to her chest, gently placing his hand over her heart.

“Are you going to erase me, Mizuhara?”

“…It’s not like I’m erasing it or anything. It was never there in the first place.”

Mizuhara shakes off Wakamatsu’s hand again.

“So forget it.”

“It’s not something I can forget that easily, Mizuhara.”

“You’ll forget about it as time passes. Wakamatsu just said so.”

Mizuhara Shizuku gave a weak smile.

Her weak face made Wakamatsu’s heart ache. She didn’t care, just turned on her heel and started walking away.

Why can’t my words reach her?

“I’ll be waiting forever! Mizuhara Shizuku”

“I’m waiting for Mizuhara!”

I pour out all my feelings to his receding. When I open my mouth, raindrops pour in and my vision becomes distorted.

Mizuhara Shizuku doesn’t look back.

Wakamatsu Hanae continued shouting until she could no longer see his receding.

“Because I’ve always loved you…”

I stood there in the street with my face messed up from rain and tears.

The feeling of my damp clothes sticking to my skin no longer mattered to me.