After My Girlfriend Dumped Me, I Got Reincarnated As A High School Student. That Part’s Fine—But Why Are All My Ex-Girlfriends Here Too? - Chapter 11 – Confession Event
“W–Wait, a letter!? For Yuta!?”
The first to react was Rio.
“S–Seems like it… I–It was apparently found inside my brother’s desk…”
Next was Hinami.
“Hold on. That’s the problem. There’s a chance it was just put in the wrong desk!”
“Would anyone mistake this filthy desk for someone else’s…?”
Rio frowned, glaring at my desk.
Yeah, sure, it’s true my desk is a mess—but you don’t have to look at me like I’m trash too…
Hey, Akina, don’t just silently pat my shoulder and nod like that. You’re worse, and we both know it…!
“Hmm… but if it really was a love letter for Yuta, I doubt they’d mess up the desk.”
This time, Tomonari spoke up.
“…No, that assumption is flawed from the start. Because who on earth would even like me?”
“Wow… he actually said it himself.”
Let’s just ignore Rio’s exasperated tone for now.
“I love Yuu-nii, though~”
Maria said that while hugging me.
“Yeah, I know.”
But only in a brotherly way, right? Yeah, I know that perfectly well.
“Hehe… so you knew… huh. Well then, that basically means…”
“It doesn’t mean anything!”
What is Maria muttering to herself about now…? And why is Hinami so aggressively trying to pry her off me…?
“Anyway, the real question is—who’s the letter from?”
Akina chimed in.
“Yeah, good point.”
“There’s no sender name or anything written?”
“Nope, nothing.”
Not on the front or the back.
“So, it’s an anonymous love letter. Man, I’m jealous, Yuta! I want one too!”
“Yeah, no way. It’s definitely not that kind of letter.”
Don’t bite your handkerchief in frustration, dude. That’s creepy, lol.
“Then what do you think it is?”
Rio asked, exasperated.
“Well, it all started back when I was in elementary school!”
“Ah, here we go again…”
It was just like now—a time I once got a letter.
The contents were:
“Meet me after school behind the building, by the big tree.
—From S.”
I was ecstatic. Seriously, over the moon. That was probably the peak of my life.
“Wow, your life peaked early…”
Rio interrupted, but I kept going.
Excited beyond belief, I ran to the big tree, wondering who could’ve sent it.
I imagined all the girls in my class one by one. Then I started imagining what I’d do if one of them actually confessed to me.
What did I imagine? …No comment. Let’s just say I was “mature for my age.”
Then I started thinking what it’d be like if we actually dated. And that’s when I finally realized something—
No one was coming.
I waited until the sun set, but nobody showed up. The next day, I went to school, only to find a video of me waiting by the tree going viral, with everyone laughing.
“Whoa…”
Rio was speechless.
“That’s awful! How could they!?”
Hinami’s eyes burned with anger.
“That must’ve hurt, Yuu-nii.”
Maria gently patted my head.
“Hey! That’s my job!”
Hinami tried to pull her hand away, but Maria wouldn’t stop.
“Yuta, uh… tough luck.”
Akina gave me a pitying look.
“Haha, don’t worry. I’m known for my deep archive of traumatic memories. This is nothing.”
“That’s not something to brag about!”
Rio shot back immediately.
“Anyway! We should eliminate the possibilities one by one. First off: pink stationery, heart-shaped sticker. Too cutesy. That’s clearly someone trying too hard to look like a cute girl. In other words, it might be a guy disguised as a girl—”
“There’s no way! What kind of twisted logic even is that!?”
“O-Oh.”
I thought it was a brilliant deduction, though…
“It’s misdetection!”
“And if it was from a guy, the letter would definitely stink!”
“What kind of reasoning is that!?”
“Come on! A guy who’d go that far for a prank is probably the type who never washes his hands after using the toilet!”
“That’s a terrible stereotype!?”
Even if not, it’s been hot lately, so there’s probably hand sweat all over it. Gross.
I lifted the letter to my nose.
“W–Wait!? What are you doing!?”
“Hmph… smells… actually really nice.”
“Ew, gross…”
“Idiot! This is a necessary investigation.”
“It just looks gross!”
Can we not call me gross so many times in one minute? My self-esteem’s fragile, thanks.
But still— There’s no mistaking it. A faint floral scent.
“This could be from a girl… No, wait! Maybe a guy used floral hand cream on purpose to fake it!”
“What is this man even saying…”
Rio looked completely done.
“Yuu-nii, why don’t you just stop overthinking and open it already?”
“Ah… yeah, okay.”
Miki, who’d just returned from the infirmary, shut the discussion down neatly.
Also, the “wrong desk” theory was disproven when we held it up to the light and saw “To Yuta Misumi” faintly imprinted.
“R-Right then! I–I’m opening it now, okay!? I’m really opening it!”
“Y-Yeah!”
Hinami held her breath.
“I’m really opening it now!”
“Ugh, enough already!”
“Wha—!?”
Rio snatched the letter from me and tore it open.
She scanned the contents.
“Let’s see… ‘After school, meet me on the rooftop.
From S.’”
“Yep, trap. 100% a trap!”
“Well… it’s the same initial, S. But just an initial—there could be plenty of people with S names. It might just be coincidence.”
“Nope, definitely a trap. My gut says so.”
“But Yu-san… If it’s really the same person, wouldn’t they avoid using the same name so you would show up this time?”
Tomonari thought aloud.
“Wow, he’s the real detective here…”
Yeah, can’t even argue that.
“Then let’s just keep watch,” Hinami suggested.
“If anyone tries to secretly film my brother again… I’ll deal with them. Hehehe…”
Uh… Hina-chan? Your eyes are kinda scary right now.