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 14 – New Relationships
There is, in a way, a small rule in this world.
The people I know here are treated as different characters, rebuilt using the people I knew in my previous life as models.
Because of that, the memories from before reincarnation are shared as memories of the characters who live in this world, adjusted to match the memories from their past lives.
To make it easy to understand, for example— I confessed my love to Hii-chan in my previous life. But in this world, that memory exists only as the fact that I expressed love as family.
It seems the settings of this world are carefully adjusted so that no strange contradictions appear.
Now then, the reason I’m talking about this is because—she just clearly said that she was the one who pushed me.
That fact belongs to the real world. But in this world, I’m still alive.
Normally, the fact that she pushed me shouldn’t exist here.
In other words—
The only person who could know that truth is the one who did it.
“What is your goal?”
“What do you mean?”
“No, that’s what I should be asking. Fine, I’ll say it. You pushed me in the real world and made me get hit by a truck. Then, together with Rio’s acquaintance, you created a new world and pulled me into it.
What was your goal in doing that?”
“I told you, I don’t understand. Yes, I did push you. And then I killed myself. That’s the end of it.”
So, it really was a double suicide attempt, huh…
I had heard about it before, but hearing it again directly from her makes the fear even stronger.
Not that there should ever have been a chance to hear it straight from her, though…
Still…
“What does this mean…?”
It’s not like I trust her yet. But if what she says is true—
“Then the person who killed me and the person who created this world are different…?”
“That’s what it seems,” Rio said, agreeing quietly beside me before I even noticed she had moved.
“Hey, Yuta, we’re totally lost here,” Akina said.
“Yeah, explain it in a way we can understand,” Hinami added.
Hmm… how should I explain this…
“When I woke up and found myself here, and realized you were here too, Yuuya, I thought—maybe this was my chance.
Maybe we could start over again.”
Shima was still lost in her own world as she spoke.
“No way. You killed me, remember?”
“That’s because… after that, I was all alone again. I got lonely, I couldn’t take it anymore, so I ran away from everything—and when I did, I saw you there. And when I saw you, I just… stopped caring about everything. I thought, if I could just die together with you, that would be enough.”
“Whoa…”
Everyone reacted the same way at once.
Completely a disaster of my own misfortune.
She’s really one of those girls whose anger loops back into fear.
And seriously, stop thinking adding “type of girl” to everything automatically makes it cute, damn it.
…Still, what should I even do with her?
She’s the one who gave me trauma, and even tried to drag me into a double suicide.
But letting her run free as she is now… that’s terrifying too.
“That’s right, I’m annoying, aren’t I? Having a selfish girl like me cling to you must be awful.”
“Well… at least you know that much. Yeah, that’s true—you always were like that.”
At this point, there’s no use pretending otherwise.
But Shima didn’t get angry. She just looked a little lonely.
Then suddenly—wait, she’s crying!? Right now!?
“That’s right. I’m heavy and troublesome. I already know that about myself. But I don’t know what to do.
Even now, I said that because I was waiting for someone to deny it—to tell me I’m wrong. I’m such an idiot. I really hate myself like this.”
She probably really meant that.
When you’re alive, you expect things. But those expectations are hard to reach. And when you can’t, you end up betraying your own hopes.
You start to think, if only I’d done this, or why couldn’t I do that? You regret it, and blame yourself.
You don’t want to be hated, so you can’t blame others. And you can’t bring yourself to hate anyone either.
So, you end up hating yourself instead. Thinking everything is your fault. And then hating yourself even more for that.
At some point, you stop being able to believe in yourself. You stop believing you can be right.
So, you cling to others instead. You seek approval, or someone to tell you what to do.
“I should’ve never been reborn. If I hadn’t, maybe I could’ve had a happier school life.”
Shima said that with a truly apologetic face.
“Yeah. I honestly think so too.”
But I didn’t soften my tone.
“Because of that, I…”
She looked toward the fence.
“Don’t you dare!”
“Wha—!?”
I shouted as she started to move.
“Don’t think someone will just tell you you’re wrong and save you! Don’t expect to be loved if you do nothing! So, what if you’re hated or abandoned!? Then go find new people! Clean up your own mess!
And after that—decide for yourself what you want to do!”
“I… I…”
“Yuta-san… telling a girl to clean her own mess… that’s kind of harassment,” Rio said calmly.
“I—I’m being serious right now!”
“I… I don’t want to be alone anymore! But… is it okay? For someone like me… to want someone?”
She cried out, her feelings overflowing.
“How should I know? You decide that yourself.”
“Then let’s go out again—”
“That’s impossible.”
“You rejected me in one second…”
Shima glared at me with teary eyes.
“Of course. Think about what you did to me.”
“Uuuugh…!”
No, acting cute won’t help you here.
She’s really got that kind of personality… but yeah, she’s honestly cute. Her personality’s awful, though. (Again.)
“Well… I can’t just leave you alone either. Who knows what you’ll do next—stab me from behind, or try to kill yourself again.”
“That’s…”
Yeah, I was hoping you’d deny that faster.
“So, I’ll just have to keep you where I can see you.”
“Does that mean you’ll date me again!? Okay! I’ll stay with you twenty-four hours a day!”
“No, it doesn’t!?”
Seriously, why is she only positive about things that work in her favor!?
“I mean—just as friends.”
“F-friends?”
“Yeah.”
“Then can I call you every day!?”
“No.”
“Then can I text you!?”
“Only if you’re okay with me not replying right away.”
“What? Two seconds, right?”
I already regret what I said.
Can I really stay friends with this girl…?
Only God knows the truth.