Rich Girl Caretaker Vol. 2 Chapter 4

Absolutely No Lies

Up until this moment, my life had been proceeding as usual. I attended classes seriously, ate lunch with Hinako during the break, and had my study session with Tennouji-san after school. In the middle of all that. After school, as I was about to change my shoes at my locker, I saw a rare item. There was a letter in my shoe locker. Seeing the white envelope, I reflexively slammed the locker shut.

"No way...?"

A love letter. ...A love letter!!

No, no, no... impossible. A student at Kiou Academy liking a guy like me? It's true that as an attendant, I pay attention to my appearance, but Kiou Academy is full of handsome guys and beautiful girls. It's impossible that I'd be chosen for my looks. My social status, on the surface, is just the heir to a mid-level company. That might be desirable at a normal high school, but Kiou Academy is full of candidates to lead major corporations. I still don't understand why anyone would go out of their way to choose me.

"Wh-What do I do? Should I call Shizune-san...?"

My mind was in chaos, and my first instinct was to consult someone. If this were a normal high school, I'd suspect a prank, but no student here would be that bored. I took a deep breath and opened the locker again. My heart pounding, I picked up the letter—

—A Letter of Challenge.

The words written on the envelope were not what I expected.

"...Huh?"

I froze for a good minute, then slowly got my brain working again. This... is a prank, right? At least the possibility of a love letter is gone. I'm both happy and sad... No, I wasn't expecting one, so it's fine. We'll just leave it at that. I opened the challenge. Inside was a time and place. No greeting, no small talk. Just—"After school, at the dojo."

"...Hmm?"

I stared at the elegant handwriting and tilted my head.

"This... is Tennouji-san's handwriting, isn't it?"

Because we study together, I recognized it. It was beautiful, like a calligrapher's, and very fitting for her strong personality. In any case, I went to the dojo as instructed. There was a dojo next to the Kiou Academy gymnasium. I opened the door and stepped inside. Tennouji-san was kneeling in seiza in the center of the dojo, dressed in a hakama.

"You've come."

She said, slowly opening her eyes.

"Um, Tennouji-san, what's this 'challenge letter' about...?"

"Please go to the changing room first."

I sensed an unyielding force in her words. Though confused, I followed her instructions. In the men's changing room, there was a kendo uniform. I knew how to put it on, having learned self-defense at the Konohana manor. After changing, I was about to leave when I saw a shinai by the door. I should probably take it. I still had no idea what she was planning, but I picked it up.

"Tennouji-san, I'm changed, just like you said. What is this all—"

"—Tomonari-kun."

She rose from her kneeling position and reached into her hakama.

"What's this?"

She pulled out three photographs. I took them. When I saw what was on them—my eyes flew open.

"Th-This is...!?"

They were photos of Hinako and me leaving the Konohana mansion this morning. They were taken carefully from three different angles, showing without a doubt that it was me and Hinako.

"I had my people take these this morning... It seems you live with Hinako Konohana."

I remembered Shizune-san shouting, "A spy!" At the time, she'd concluded she was just being paranoid... but there really was a spy.

"Um... our families are close, so I was just visiting the Konohana house..."

"...Then I'll ask a different question. Where, and with whom, did you spend your lunch break today?"

At that question, I fell completely silent. Her suspicion from this morning had become a certainty, so she must have been watching me and Hinako all day. I had been on the lookout... but she's from the Tennouji family, on par with the Konohana family. Once she's suspicious, I can't just talk my way out of it.

"I'll take your silence as a 'yes'."

She said, lowering her gaze.

"In other words—you've betrayed me, haven't you?"

She said it, glaring at me with sharp eyes.

"I didn't... betray... you..."

"Pick up your shinai."

She pointed the tip of her own shinai at me.

"I will—correct that twisted heart of yours!!"

She swung the shinai down at me.

"Whoa!?"

The blow was powerful, not at all like an attack from a girl. I dodged just in time. The shinai grazed my nose.

"T-Tennouji-san, please wait!"

"I will not!!"

She aimed for my head again, swinging. We were only wearing hakama, no protective gear. If this continued, one of us could get hurt. I quickly brought my shinai up horizontally to defend—but she reversed her grip and changed the blade's path.

"Kote!!"

"Ouch...!?"

A sharp pain shot through my wrist. She's serious... But even so, I can't fight back seriously. She's the Tennouji family's ojou-sama. If I hurt her, it would cause a major incident.

"You...!"

Tennouji-san swung her shinai and said:

"You...! Were you... just playing me...!?"

Her eyes were brimming with tears.

"I have this intense rivalry with Hinako Konohana... You pretended to help me... but you were laughing at me behind my back this whole time, weren't you...!!"

Hearing her trembling voice, I finally understood. She—had misunderstood.

"N-No!"

I said, blocking her strikes.

"It's true I'm employed by the Konohana family! I apologize for hiding it! But, the reason I studied with you was because I wanted to! It has nothing to do with Hinako!!"

"Excuses...! I don't believe you!! You traitor!!"

She bore down on my shinai. Where was she hiding this much strength in those slender arms? I was sweating bullets. I lied to her. That... probably is a betrayal. I faked my identity, faked my background, and hid my true feelings. She trusted me, told me she was adopted... and I betrayed her sincerity.

"Tennouji-san... no, really, I wasn't laughing at you."

"I told you to stop making excuses!"

She was right. Everything I was saying was an excuse. I could understand why she was so furious. She had, after all, trusted me that deeply. But what about me? I said I didn't betray her, that it had nothing to do with Hinako... but by lying, I was the one who didn't trust her. Was she someone who couldn't be trusted? No, she's the most trustworthy person I know. No matter what I said, she would surely face it with integrity.

"I admit I lied."

I parried her shinai and said.

"I admit I hid things. But... it wasn't to hurt you."

"I said, stop making excuses!"

She was too upset to listen. Once she calmed down, she'd understand. She suspected me of some petty bullying... but would anyone spend every day after school in rigorous lessons just for that?

"This, at least, is the truth."

"And I'm saying, I can't believe—"

She finished, swinging her shinai down again. Before she could, I reached out with my right hand and caught the shinai itself.

"...It's the truth."

My truest self said. I gripped the shinai and made my decision. I'll tell her everything. Just as she trusted me—I want to trust her.

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"Alright. I'll hear your excuse."

Tennouji-san said, calm again, staring straight at me. We knelt facing each other in the center of the dojo, the air thick with tension.

"The truth is—"

I told her everything, honestly. That I wasn't a corporate heir, that I was a servant at the Konohana house, and I explained the whole situation. However—I left out Hinako's true nature. That was the one thing I couldn't say. It was a core secret of the Konohana family. And, while I could talk about myself, I couldn't just reveal Hinako's secret.

"I see... I see, I see, I see..."

She nodded repeatedly as I explained.

"You're not an heir, but the eldest son of a poor family. You're now Hinako Konohana's attendant, and attending our school is part of your job. And you kept silent because you didn't want to cause trouble for the Konohana family that took you in... It's unbelievable, but it's logical."

She looked relieved. Then, she stared at me intently—

"Swindler."

—She said, simply.

"You're a swindler."

"...You're right."

There was nothing I could say. I bowed my head.

"...Your tone."

"Huh?"

"That tone of voice. That was an act, too, wasn't it? When you blocked my shinai, your voice was different."

"...Yes."

It wasn't an "act" so much as just... my normal voice. Even at Kiou Academy, not everyone is formal. My classmates, Taisho and Asahi-san, are pretty casual with everyone.

"Use your real voice."

"...But."

"I said, use it."

Her words had an undeniable force. In any case, it was too late to pretty things up now.

"...Got it."

I resigned myself. When I switched to my normal way of speaking, her eyes widened.

"Your voice... really is like that."

She said, all business, and glared at me again.

"Swear to me. That from now on, you will never lie to me again. Not just your words, but your attitude."

She continued: "If you keep that oath, I promise to maintain our relationship as it was."

"...You'd do that? Just like before?"

"I told you, I have confidence in my judgment... You were upholding your lie less for yourself and more for the Konohana family's sake. I can't completely fault your resolve."

Even in this, she was a true noble. She wouldn't say anything that would cause trouble for others. She could distinguish what could and couldn't be said.

"It can't be helped if you have to hide things. But from now on, if you can't say something, tell me honestly. That is what it means to not lie."

"...I understand. I won't lie to you again."

When I said that, she looked as if she'd just remembered something.

"This is a good chance. Let's change how we address each other... When we're alone, you can call me Mirei."

"Huh?"

"...What's with that look? You should be honored."

She pouted.

"I'll call you Itsuki-kun... Think of it as our code, for when I'm speaking to the real you."

I see. That might be convenient. When others are around, we use our usual names. When we can relax, we switch. I already have that kind of relationship with Hinako, so it doesn't feel strange.

"Well then... Mirei."

I tried saying her name. In an instant, her face turned bright red. She went silent, clearly trying to suppress her flustered feelings.

"Mirei?"

"A-Actually, never mind."

"Eh?"

She toyed with her golden hair, looking away.

"I-It's just... I can't stay calm... Just call me what you did before. But I will call you Itsuki-kun."

I just said, "Oh." If that's better for her, I don't mind.

"Anyway, starting today, no more lies. To keep things fair, I won't lie to you either... If you have questions, ask anything."

"Even if you say that..." I couldn't just think of a question on the spot. Or so I thought, but I remembered something I'd been curious about... but I decided this wasn't the time.

"...I don't have any."

"Your eyes just darted away."

She didn't miss my hesitation.

"Goodness. After all this, what are you holding back for?"

"No... it's just, I'm not that curious..."

"I said 'no lies.' And if you're this hesitant, it just makes me more curious... Just ask."

"...Well then."

If she was insisting, I'd just ask.

"Your hair... it's dyed, isn't it?"

"—!"

A strange sound escaped her lips.

"Th-Th-Th-That's so tactless...!!"

"...Er, well, I've been wondering for a while."

"I-I can't believe I walked right into that... You really are a swindler...!!"

I don't think this is my fault.

"...It is."

"Huh?"

"I dyed it, okay! You got a problem with that!?"

She said, face red. I didn't, so I shook my head. She seemed to calm down, her blush fading.

"...I wanted to have an appearance that fit the eldest daughter of the Tennouji family. I've been dyeing it gold since I was little... My way of speaking, too."

"Ah, so the voice is on purpose."

"Of course it is... And now I'm just stuck with it."

She said, her feelings mixed. For someone who knows her, it'd be hard to imagine her with black hair and a normal voice. I'd probably worry she was sick.

"...Let me ask one more thing."

I realized there was something else I had to ask.

"Besides you, does anyone else know I work for the Konohana family?"

"No, just me. The investigation was my personal request... My mother was the one who first got suspicious, but I'll smooth things over with her."

"...I see."

I was about to say "Thank you"... but I stopped.

"What's wrong?"

"No... thinking about it, if my real identity is out, I can't stay at this school."

"..."

I have to tell Hinako and Shizune-san. I trust Tennouji-san. I'm sure she won't spread rumors. But... Kagen-san will never forgive me. As I was thinking this, I saw her sad expression.

"S-Sorry. It's because I forced you... I wasn't thinking."

"...No. It's not your fault."

She was misunderstanding, so I corrected her. She wasn't responsible for this at all. After all—

"It's because I didn't want to lie to you anymore."

I wasn't sure I could smile properly. Life is unpredictable. My punishment would be decided when I got back to the manor tonight.

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"Itsuki-kun, thank you for your hard work with Tennouji-ojousama's lessons today."

When I returned to the manor, Shizune-san was there to greet me. I had to report what happened. I clenched my fists, took a deep breath, and spoke.

"Um... Shizune-san, there's something I need to tell you."

"What a coincidence. I have something to tell you, as well."

"Huh?"

She had something for me? My heart pounded, but... my news was probably worse.

"Well, let's hear your report first."

"...Yes."

I told her everything that happened. That Tennouji-san had discovered my identity, and that it was—of my own free will. I was nervous, but I explained it all carefully, as if atoning.

"I didn't tell her about Hinako's true personality, but... I told her pretty much everything else."

"...I see."

She nodded, her face serious.

"I'm glad you were honest."

"...Huh?"

I was braced for my punishment, but her expression was one of admiration. I didn't understand.

"We just received a call from Mirei Tennouji-ojousama. She requested that you not be expelled."

Hearing this, I was stunned.

"I heard the general situation... She said she was reflecting on how she'd been too suspicious and jumped to conclusions, and she insisted that this was all her fault."

"That's not true..."

Tennouji-san must have... called Shizune-san immediately after we parted. That's just the kind of person she is. I was shocked, but I also understood.

"As expected of the Tennouji heiress. She knew I was aware of your identity, so she specifically asked for me. She realized that if she reported it directly to Kagen-sama, your position would be in danger... I will be the one to relay this to him. This was a mistake that should have gotten you fired, but Kagen-sama cannot ignore a direct plea from the Tennouji heiress. If he fired you now, it might create a rift with their family."

If Tennouji-san hadn't made that call, I probably would have been fired as payment for my deception. But she defended me. From the Konohana family's perspective, they'd be worried about creating conflict with the Tennouji family if they fired me.

"You've been saved."

"...Yes."

"I am also responsible... There's a limit to information control when dealing with a family of that caliber. We may need to consider further countermeasures."

Shizune-san said, all business. Just then, I saw Hinako watching from the hall.

"Hinako?"

When I called her, she pattered over.

"What's... wrong with you two?"

"Actually, Tennouji-ojousama has learned of Itsuki-kun's true identity."

"...Eh."

Her sleepy eyes slowly widened.

"What's going to happen to Itsuki...? Don't tell me... he's expelled...?"

"We probably don't need to worry about that."

Shizune-san said calmly. At that, Hinako walked right up to me—

"Ouch!"

—And lightly kicked my shin.

"...Don't make me worry."

"...Sorry."

I apologized to her pouting face.

"But... why did she find out...?"

"...Because I didn't want to lie to her anymore. She's not the kind of person who would trap someone... I judged that I could trust her."

"...Hmph."

She suddenly made a grumpy noise.

"You... trust her a lot."

"Yeah. But you know she's like that, right?"

"...I know, but."

She made a complex "Nnngh" sound. Finally, she opened her small lips and said:

"...Itsuki, you idiot."

"Huh!?"

Hinako turned and walked away. I just stared after her, dumbfounded.

"Sh-Shizune-san, does... does she hate me...?"

"No, that's not it..."

She put a hand to her forehead and sighed.

"...What on earth am I going to do?"

◆

That night, I finished my usual pre-bed studying and stretched. I checked my answers and my accuracy was lower than usual. I guess I couldn't concentrate today.

"...I made them worry."

I felt responsible for worrying Shizune-san and Hinako. This wasn't Tennouji-san's fault. I was the one who lied and let it slip. I opened the textbook I was about to close. Just a little more... I thought, but someone knocked.

"...? Come in."

A visitor at this hour was rare. The door opened to reveal Shizune-san and Hinako.

"Hinako?"

"...Mhm."

Shizune-san must have guided her. Hinako padded into my room. Shizune-san stood at the door, gave me a silent nod, and left. She was just dropping Hinako off. The door closed, leaving Hinako and me alone. She comes to my room and sleeps on my bed all the time, so I wasn't nervous, but—

"Uh, what's up?"

"...Nothing."

It seems it wasn't anything important. She didn't seem to be in a bad mood... Since we were face-to-face, I bowed my head and apologized again.

"Sorry for making you worry today."

"...Mhm."

She whispered, and flopped onto my bed.

"If you got expelled... I'd be in trouble."

She said, hugging my pillow. I'd be in trouble, of course, but she would be, too. I have to be more careful. But how?

"...By the way, how do you usually 'act'?"

I asked Hinako-on-the-pillow.

"...Why?"

"I was thinking I need to be more thorough... You're yourself here, but at school, you're the perfect ojou-sama, right? How do you switch? I was hoping you could teach me, for reference."

When I explained, she nodded in understanding. She thought for a moment.

"Mmm... Nothing special... It just... happened naturally."

I see. I was half-expecting some Konohana-style secret technique. "It just happened naturally"... I'm not sure if I should be impressed. Did she adapt by choice, or did her environment force her to adapt? Fortunately, she doesn't seem to mind it.

"So, for example, could you act like you do at school right now, if you wanted?"

"...Mhm. I can."

She nodded, then slowly stood up. She walked over to my chair. When she was about the same distance as in a classroom, she suddenly straightened her posture and said:

"Tomonari-kun, good morning."

"Whoa!"

Her tone, her voice, her movements—they all changed in an instant. I stared at the sudden appearance of "Ojou-sama Mode" Hinako, and she pouted.

"What's with the 'whoa'?"

"N-Nothing. Sorry, you just surprised me..."

Seeing her displeasure, I quickly apologized. That was smoother than I expected... She just switched.

"You can just turn it on like that..."

"Mhm... It's tiring at school, but it's easy here."

It seems acting the part here doesn't stress her out. That's good.

"...Ah, but this isn't school... I can use your name."

She muttered, as if realizing something. She switched back into ojou-sama mode and looked right at my face.

"Itsuki-kun, good morning."



"—!"

I felt my heart skip a beat. She was just saying my name, but I was completely flustered.

"Itsuki-kun? What's wrong? You look pale..."

"N-Nothing..."

I shouldn't think this. Hinako is forced to act like this at school, and it builds up a lot of stress. So I absolutely shouldn't think this, but—

(This... is devastatingly effective.)

It was the first time this Hinako had called me by my name. It felt like the unattainable flower on a high peak was favoring only me. This is why she's called the perfect ojou-sama. I finally understood why she's so revered at Kiou Academy.

"Itsuki-kun?"

Hinako peered at my face. I always forget, but she is staggeringly beautiful. I'm used to it, but when this Hinako gets this close, I'm reminded all over again.

"...Hinako."

"Yes, what is it?"

Hinako tilted her head, still in ojou-sama mode. If this continues, I'll be too nervous to talk—

"I have potato chips."

"Eh?"

In an instant, she was back to normal. I took a bag of chips from my drawer. Her eyes lit up. Shizune-san gave them to me as a last resort for my attendant duties, but Hinako has been so cooperative lately, I haven't needed them.

"So yummy~..."

She took the chips, completely relaxed. This is the her I'm used to. Although... giving her snacks this late at night probably isn't good.

"...Keep this a secret from Shizune-san."

"Mhm!"

Hinako nodded, grinning from ear to ear.

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The next day, after school. I headed to the gym for dance practice with Tennouji-san.

"Ah... Tennouji-san."

I changed in the locker room, and when I entered the gym, Tennouji-san was just arriving, also changed. She saw me and glanced around.

"Itsuki-kun."

It was our code. There was no one else here. So, I could use my normal voice—but I'd always been formal with her. Even with permission, it felt wrong.

"Er... I'm looking forward to today's lesson."

"Why are you so nervous?"

She smiled at my awkward greeting. It was embarrassing, but it broke the tension.

"You called the Konohana house yesterday... Thank you. If you hadn't, I might have been expelled."

"Don't worry about it. I felt responsible, too."

She said, her face serious.

"I actually watched you secretly today... I see now. You really do act like Hinako Konohana's attendant. You're always naturally by her side, ready for anything... She's truly blessed."

"I'm relieved to hear you say that. Honestly, I still feel I'm not doing enough."

"You don't need to be modest. The Konohana servants must have taught you well. As a servant, you're excellent."

She said that, then lowered her gaze slightly.

"Goodness... I'm so jealous. If that's the case, you could just be my attendant..."

She muttered under her breath.

"What did you say?"

"...Nothing."

She said, looking slightly annoyed. Did I say something to offend her again...?

"By the way, Itsuki-kun... what do you and Hinako Konohana do during lunch? I know you're in the old student council building..."

She glared at me. What we did today was... me feeding Hinako her lunch, and then her using my lap as a pillow for a nap... I can't say that.

"We just eat our lunch. Properly."

"You can eat in the classroom. Are you sure you're not doing anything else?"

As expected of Tennouji-san. Her intuition is too sharp. I have no choice—

"...I'm exercising my right to remain silent."

"...I see."

Her eyes narrowed slightly.

"Just to be clear, you're not doing anything... indecent, are you?"

"Right. Of course not..."

I suddenly remembered the lap pillow. In society, is that considered an "impure" relationship? No, but... neither of us had any weird intentions. It should be fine.

"...Of course not."

"Why did you hesitate just now?"

"I didn't."

My anxiety must have shown. I denied it, but it was too late. She looked even more suspicious.

"I-I knew it! You are unusually close with Hinako Konohana...!!"

"Even if you say that... what's your basis?"

"A woman's intuition!!"

"Intuition, huh..."

In other words, she has no proof.

"...If I had to say, we're probably closer than a normal servant."

"Cl-Close...?"

She frowned.

"...How close?"

"What do you mean, 'how'?"

"I mean! How close!? Like, 'you chat a little' close, or 'you say hi when you pass' close!?"

That's not even 'close.' Strangers do that. Why is she asking this? I answered, confused:

"We chat a little, for example."

"M-Mhm. That's fine. I chat with you, too."

"...And, like I said, we eat together."

"...O-Okay. I eat with you, too."

"And... sometimes I pat her head."

"You've never patted my head—!!"

She roared. Oops. She kept saying "that's fine," so I let it slip.

"Patting!?—Patting!? How does 'patting' happen!?"

"N-No, um, how do I put it... it just ends up that way."

"What way!?"

She stomped her foot. It's hard to explain. As I was wondering how to answer, she said, bright red:

"Pat... my head too."

"...What?"

"Pat! My! Head! I—Mirei Tennouji—will not be one-upped by Hinako Konohana!!"

One-upped...? What exactly does she think she's competing with Hinako over?

"Well then..."

If I didn't, she'd just get angrier. I reached my hand toward her head.

"Heh..."

The moment I touched her, she made a strange noise. Her hair, unlike her strong-willed personality, was soft as silk. It was completely different from Hinako's, too. Her cowlick was slightly off-center. I stroked her small head... She was bright red and silent. I got nervous.

"...Tennouji-san?"

"Ah—!?"

She snapped out of it, her eyes wide. When I pulled my hand back, she cleared her throat.

"Ahem. Sorry... I was just thinking."

"Thinking...?"

"What about it?"

It didn't look like it... but saying that would be asking for trouble.

"Y-You... do that with Hinako Konohana?"

"...Yes."

When I confirmed, she scowled.

"Heh, hehehe... She and I truly are rivals...!!"

She whispered, clenching her fists.

"...Class is starting."

"Huh?"

"Class is starting!!"

"Y-Yes!!"

Tennouji-san was furious for some reason.

"Your movements are too slow!!"

An hour into the lesson. Every time I made a mistake, she corrected me sharply.

"Y-You seem even stricter than usual today..."

"I won't go easy on a swindler!"

"Ngh... Can't argue with that."

Before I knew it, my legs were giving out. I should have more stamina than her, but I must be making a lot of wasted movements. We danced for another hour and then stopped.

"That's it for today."

"Th-Thank you..."

I bowed, wiping sweat from my cheek with the back of my hand. She also pulled at her collar, dabbing at her face. As she did, I could see her slender, pale waist, and I averted my gaze slightly.

"You're still a fast learner."

"...I don't really feel it."

"I'm not just being polite. You're learning steps in half a day that should take two... You're motivated, so you improve fast."

She said that, then seemed to fall into thought.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing. I'm just now discovering my 'type'... It seems I like diligent people."

She said it out of the blue. It was almost subconscious, but for me, it was hard to ignore.

"Uh, that... 'like' as in..."

"P-Please don't misunderstand!! I meant 'respect' as a person!!"

"O-Oh, that's what you meant..."

"Obviously! If it weren't for that—"

She stopped, seeming to catch herself.

"...If it weren't for that, it would be bad."

She said, her face serious. She's been making that face a lot. It's hard to respond. I'll try to change the subject.

"By the way, you said you were adopted, but you don't seem like it. Unlike me, you don't really seem like a commoner..."

"Well, I've been raised in the Tennouji home for as long as I can remember. In that sense, I'm different from you. I don't need to 'switch' my behavior, and I didn't have to work at it."

My commoner habits are ingrained. To fit in at Kiou Academy, I first had to switch to "high society mode." Tennouji-san, though adopted, was raised this way, so she never had to make that switch. But that doesn't mean she put in less effort. The burden of being the Tennouji heiress... that's a weight I don't have.

"So, you don't know much about commoner life."

"No. But... it would be a lie to say I'm not interested."

Some Kiou Academy students know commoner life. Narika, for example, apparently goes to old-fashioned candy shops.

"But... right now, I have to focus on studying to beat Hinako Konohana."

She said, her expression intent.

"...I've been thinking, you really like to compete."

"Yes. At first, I just wanted to be number one in everything for the sake of the Tennouji family... but it's become part of my personality."

That's very her.

"Especially this time... Once my engagement is settled, I don't know what will happen to my future plans. So I have to settle the score with Hinako Konohana now."

"...Future plans?"

She looked so determined, I was confused.

"You mean... this engagement will change your life?"

"Yes. In the worst-case scenario, I might have to leave school."

"What?"

She said it so suddenly, my eyes widened.

"My partner lives rather far from here... and he seems to want us to live together as soon as possible. So, once it's finalized, I'll probably have to leave school immediately."

"W-Wait, why so fast...?"

"It can't be helped. I only heard last night."

She said calmly.

"This is what an engagement is... You follow the family's direction and devote yourself to both families. I'm not a person who gets to have a 'free' life anymore."

She said, pressing her lips together. All her usual confidence was gone.

"I know I've asked this a lot... but one last time. Are you really okay with this?"

Hearing my question, her expression momentarily filled with sadness. No lies—that's what she told me. She closed her eyes tightly, then put on an elegant smile... and answered:

"I'm exercising my right to remain silent."

That—was as good as an answer.

◆

The next day. The final class ended. I let out a long sigh.

"Hey, Tomonari. You look depressed."

"What's wrong, what's wrong~? I can listen to your troubles~"

Taisho and Asahi-san walked over. They always show up when I'm thinking... It can't be a coincidence. They're the class mood-makers; they must just instinctively seek out people who look troubled.

"Um, I wanted to ask... what's the deal with 'engagements'?"

"Whoa!? You already got a proposal!?"

"No, not me. A friend."

"Oh, man. I thought you were betraying us."

"Betraying?"

I asked. Asahi-san explained:

"Only a few big corporations still do that stuff~ For people at our level, an engagement is a ticket into the big leagues~"

"Sometimes, even at our level, parents will push a marriage, but it's not as formal... And we can, of course, refuse."

Taisho added. Betraying... they must have thought I was marrying into a rich family.

"By the way, can you refuse an engagement?"

"Depends on the family... or, more accurately, the parents."

Taisho said, looking troubled.

"For a family like Konohana-san's, they might not have a choice. Those things are usually explained to them from a young age... Though, with public opinion these days, they can't be too forceful. If it causes a rift, it could affect the business."

Hinako, because of her personality, doesn't have a fiancé. I understood Asahi-san's explanation, and it confirmed one thing. Tennouji-san... if she didn't want to, she could refuse. But she's not. The reason is probably her position as an adopted daughter. She wants to repay the Tennouji family for raising her, so she never intended to refuse in the first place. She'd given up the option to refuse from the start.

But... is that right? Can I just support her in that decision? —No. I can't ignore this. I've seen it too many times. She doesn't want this. I've seen the signs. Whenever it comes up, she gets depressed. When I asked her, she "remained silent." I'm not stupid enough to miss what that means.

"Tomonari-kun, are you okay? You look really torn up..."

"I'm fine. I'm just thinking about how to break up an engagement."

"Are you really okay!?"

Asahi-san yelped.

"Uh, I don't get it... but you probably shouldn't do anything too crazy."

"In stories, the hero always crashes the wedding to save the princess, right? I've always wanted to try that~..."

"If you did it, it'd be a comedy, not a drama."

"Don't underestimate me! I can be super cool if I get serious!"

"Yeah, yeah."

Taisho fumed, and Asahi-san brushed him off.

"Realistically, the best solution is for the person to talk it out. These days, the success rate for arranged marriages isn't high, so the other side is probably expecting a refusal... That lowers the hurdle..."

Asahi-san tapped her chin, thinking.

"But, you know, I hear marriage is all about compromise~"

"Ugh, I don't want to hear it. That's poison for kids."

"At least half the kids in this school are also corporate heirs, not just kids."

Taisho covered his ears, and Asahi-san just laughed. Both kids and heirs. That resonated with me.

"By the way, Tomonari-kun, are you doing something with Tennouji-san today?"

"Yeah. She was teaching me etiquette, but the exam is close, so we're focusing on studying."

"Ooh~"

Asahi-san made a knowing sound.

"I hear you two have been getting pretty close."

"Huh?"

"My, my, you're popular~ Tennouji-san is just as popular as Konohana-san, you know. So many guys in this school have a crush on her~"

Taisho nodded seriously,

"I'm one of 'em."

I just had a fight with Tennouji-san a little while ago, and now we're rumored to be "close." In reality, by revealing my identity, I do feel closer to her. "Fighting makes you closer," as they say. Still, for her reputation, I have to clear this up.

"...It's not like that."

"Mhm, I figured. But you seem to be having fun lately."

"Yeah... I am, at least."

If Asahi-san thinks so, it must be true. I told Tennouji-san myself that her lessons were fun. Asahi-san smiled gently.

"She's probably having fun with you, too."

If that's true, I'd be happy... No, it's not just me. She's always enjoying herself at school. At the tea party, she was clearly delighted. Why does she have to sacrifice all that? Does she understand what she's giving up? If that's the case, what I need to do is—

◆

That day, after school. I was studying with Tennouji-san at the cafe.

"Only a few days left until the exam."

"...Yeah."

No one was around, so I used my normal voice. The exam was close, but the school was empty. Kiou Academy students study best at home.

"I mentioned this before, but just to be clear."

Tennouji-san put down her mechanical pencil.

"I was given permission to stay until this exam. So, according to my plan, I will beat Hinako Konohana on this mock, and then... I'll have no reason to stay at this school."

Hearing that, my eyes widened.

"That means..."

"...Mhm. That's how it is."

Once the engagement is set, her leaving is confirmed. And yet, she never said a word about it. She... unlike Hinako, is strong. She suppresses her own feelings. She can't say "Save me."

"Please don't look so worried."

She suddenly said, looking at my face.

"Contributing to the Tennouji family is my happiness. So I—"

"—Do you really think that?"

I stared right at her and said it. She fell silent.

"...Tennouji-san, can you clear your schedule for tomorrow?"

Her eyes widened. I continued:

"You said you were interested in commoner life, right?"

"Yes, I did say that."

She was raised in the Tennouji home and didn't know commoner life. She was interested in how we live.

"How about a little break before the exam? As thanks for everything... if you'll let me, I'd like to show you how commoners de-stress."

It was a sudden proposal. But she looked thoughtful, and then—

"You're right. This is a rare chance. Please, let me join you."

—She said with a smile. A rare chance... She's talking like this is her last memory as a student. If that's what she's thinking, I'll do everything I can to make sure it isn't.

◆

The next day, a holiday. I convinced Hinako and Shizune-san and got permission to go out. I was waiting for Tennouji-san at the station.

"...Come to think of it, I haven't had a day off in ages."

We were meeting in the afternoon. Since becoming an attendant, I haven't had a single day off just to "play." My holidays have been for studying. This free time felt strange. And... come to think of it, this is a date. It's embarrassing to admit, but I've never been on one. I was starting to get nervous.

"Sorry to keep you waiting."



A voice said from my side. I turned and saw Tennouji-san—

"Tennouji-san, what are you...?"

"It's a disguise. You're taking me somewhere a person of my status rarely goes, right? This is to avoid standing out."

Her usual golden ringlets were let down, and she wore a light blue beret. Her outfit was a simple white blouse and a blue skirt. Compared to her usual flashy self, she looked subdued and innocent. It was a successful disguise. But, she's fundamentally beautiful. Today, she just had a different kind of charm. Her looks were so good that passersby were staring. She stands out no matter what.

"Um... is it weird?"

She asked, her cheeks blushing. Oops, I was staring.

"No, not weird... Just... new."

"You saw my hair down at my house."

"It's not just your hair. Your whole vibe is different..."

Saying, "It's fresh and cute," was too embarrassing, so I mumbled. She must have sensed it, because she gave a confident smile.

"Which do you like better? This me, or the usual me?"

That's a hard question. After a long pause, I answered:

"...If I had to choose, the usual you."

"I see. So this look isn't your type."

"That's not it. It's just... the usual you seems more you... The real you."

I said, scratching my cheek. She looked pleased.

"I see. To be honest, this outfit feels a bit restrictive. The real me should be... much more extravagant!"

She declared, hand on her chest.

"I'll be your guide today. We're not going anywhere dangerous, but we'll be going places the Tennouji heiress probably wouldn't."

"No problem. That's why I'm in disguise. Even if I'm seen, as long as I'm not identified, the Tennouji name is safe. I plan to enjoy today."

She looked proud, as if her disguise was perfect.

"This is late, but your family was okay with this? No bodyguards?"

"Nope. My parents are very tolerant."

She said, proudly.

"I'm more surprised you got permission."

"Yeah, well... it wasn't exactly smooth..."

Shizune-san has been lenient lately, so she agreed. The problem was Hinako. When I said I was going out alone with Tennouji-san, she threw an incredible fit. I explained it was to thank her for her help, and she finally relented, but grumbled,

"You have to make it up to me."

"By the way, Itsuki-kun."

Tennouji-san whispered.

"Can I... interpret this as a 'date'?"

"Ngh—"

I choked. I had been trying not to think about it, and she just said it.

"Y-Yeah, I guess..."

When I confirmed, she blushed slightly.

"...It's my first date with a boy."

She said, looking up at me.

"So... I'm looking forward to it."

She said it with a slightly mischievous smile, but her eyes were full of anticipation. Her attitude reminded me of our strict lessons. Thinking calmly, we're always alone together. There's no need to be so self-conscious.

"Alright. Today, I'll teach you all about commoner-style fun."

And I'll enjoy it, too. Tennouji-san and I headed into the city.

◆

"What is this!? What is this!? What is this—!?"

Tennouji-san was in a panic, wrenching the steering wheel. I glanced at her, and slowly turned my own wheel to the right. It had been a while since I'd been to an arcade. It was just as I remembered. The loud noises, the mix of all ages. We were playing a standard racing game. In the corner of my screen, Tennouji-san's car was way off course, slamming into a guardrail.

"Ahhh!?"

I ignored her scream and casually took the lead.

"—Alright! First place!"

I crossed the finish line, let go of the wheel, and looked at her.

"You are..."

"...Last place."

She was so clearly dejected, I couldn't help but laugh.

"Please don't laugh! I was trying my hardest!"

"S-Sorry. But it's a video game, and you shouted 'That's cheating!' when you saw a banana peel... It was just too funny... Pfft."

"I told you not to laugh!"

It wasn't just me; people nearby were laughing, too. Tennouji-san recovered and went to look at other games. She was annoyed, but also excited. Bringing her here was the right call. Like Hinako, she's not familiar with this kind of fun. Today, I can show her an unknown world.

"Itsuki-kun, is that a wadaiko drum?"

"Taiko no Tatsujin. It's a rhythm game... Let's play."

"Rhythm game?"

she tilted her head. I put 100 yen in. I explained how to play and picked a song. The moment it started, she panicked.

"Th-This isn't an instrument!"

Her usual confidence was gone. She was flailing, randomly hitting the drum. At the end, our scores appeared.

"Alright, I win again."

"Nnngh...! If it were a real taiko, I would have definitely done better...!"

That's a unique way to be a sore loser. She immediately started looking for the next game.

"Itsuki-kun, this is!?"

"Oh, air hockey. Man, this takes me back."

"Is this... a small discus? Do I just throw it?"

"Wait! I'll explain!"

I stopped her from throwing the puck and explained the rules. I don't know if she's ignorant or just... selectively knowledgeable. But this lopsided knowledge is so "high society." Just like Hinako. We started playing. And, of course, I won.

"Next! Let's go!"

She found another game.

"Is that... horse racing?"

"It's a horse racing game. Want to try?"

"No! You have to be 20 to buy betting tickets!"

"It's a game, so it's fine."

I laughed. Registering was a pain, but we started playing.

"I lost again...!"

"Oh well. This one's pure luck..."

It seems even Tennouji-san's luck is bad today. She wanted to find another game... but we decided to take a break. I bought us drinks from a vending machine, and we sat on a bench.

"Did you come here a lot?"

"Less 'played' and more 'worked.' It was my part-time job. But when friends came by, the manager would let me play a bit."

That's why I'm not losing to a total beginner.

"An arcade... This place is very... stimulating. I've never been anywhere like this."

Of course you haven't, I thought. It's not exactly a "safe" place. Her parents might be tolerant, but Kagen-san would never let Hinako near one. But there are things you can only experience here. Tennouji-san was hooked, getting swept up in the games like a little kid.

"...Hm?"

I suddenly felt a gaze. Behind a crane machine, outside the window, someone was watching me. It was a girl in my old high school uniform. She was glaring at me like I was a bug, and I broke out in a cold sweat.

"Crap."

Why wasn't I paying attention? This is my old neighborhood. Of course I might run into someone. That girl—my childhood friend, Yuri. The last time we "talked" was a month ago, the day I became an attendant. And even then, we just texted. We haven't spoken since... She seems really mad. But, she just glanced between me and Tennouji-san, then turned and left.

"What's wrong?"

"...Nothing."

Unexpectedly, Yuri just left. I was worried, but I need to focus on Tennouji-san.

"Next is bowling... no, karaoke?"

Thanks to my job, the cost is a drop in the bucket. Bowling or karaoke, it doesn't matter. I just want to give her new experiences. As I was thinking—

"...All of them."

Tennouji-san said, in a hoarse voice.

"We're doing all of them! I won't let you leave until I win!"

I may have over-stimulated her competitive spirit. But, for my purposes, this was perfect. I nodded.

◆

By the time I realized it, the sky was dark. The sun had set. It was 7 PM. I walked toward the station, stretching.

"I haven't played that hard in ages..."

I muttered, looking at Tennouji-san.

"Tennouji-san, did you have fun today?"

"Not!! At!! All!!"

She roared.

"I didn't win a single game, and I lost horribly at bowling!"

"But we tied at karaoke."

"Getting a high score on children's songs doesn't satisfy me!"

Games and bowling were my complete victory. I thought karaoke would be easy, but she was an amazing singer, clearly trained. However, her song selection was... limited. She knew classical, but none of the bands we listen to. She ended up singing nursery rhymes. I'll never forget the look of humiliation on her face.

"I planned this because I know you like to compete... I'm glad you got into it."

"Yes... Thanks to you, I haven't been that fired up in a long time."

She said, clenching her fists in frustration.

"What do you think? Want to go anywhere else?"

"I'd like to... but it's getting late."

"...Yeah."

She looked up at the dark sky. I agreed.

"Well, I guess that's it for today."

At my casual words, she flinched.

"...That's such a cruel thing to say."

She stopped walking, staring at her feet. She really does think this is the last time. But, depending on her choice, it doesn't have to be.

"If you just refuse the engagement, we can do this anytime."

"...Even if you say that, I'm not changing my mind."

She said, her voice trembling.

"Today was fun, yes. But does 'fun' contribute to the Tennouji family—"

"Can't it just be 'fun'?"

I cut her off.

"Isn't that reason enough to refuse?"

She looked up, stunned.

"H-How could it be? Today was just my personal memory. The engagement is a Tennouji family matter. The scale is completely different."

Passersby were staring. She bit her lip. I said, clearly:

"So, you—for the sake of the Tennouji family—can throw everything else away?"

She was silent.

"I can't imagine the weight you're carrying. But, after meeting your parents, I know one thing... They want you to be happy. They don't treasure the Tennouji family more than they treasure Mirei Tennouji."

When I visited, her mother, Hanami-san, asked me, "Is Mirei happy at school?" She didn't care about her daughter's reputation. She just wanted her to be happy.

"That's... just your imagination."

She said, still looking down.

"Father and Mother are kind, so they don't pressure me. But their true feelings... they must want me to live for the family—"

"—No way!"

I couldn't let that stand. I was getting angry. Why—why doesn't she see it?

"Dyeing your hair gold! Talking in that weird, high-and-mighty way! Do you really think that's 'for the Tennouji family'!?"

"Wha-!? Wh-Wh-Wh...!?"

Her face went red, as if to say, You're bringing that up here!? When she was young, she thought it was for the family. As she got older, she kept doing it by choice.

"But Masatsugu-san and Hanami-san never complained, did they!?"

"—!"

She gasped. I was letting my emotions get the best of me, but I didn't care. This was different from Hinako's situation. Hinako was suffering because of Kagen-san's decision. But Tennouji-san... this wasn't absurd. She was just trapping herself. I couldn't stand it.

"They... care more about you than the family."

I told her the truth that was obvious to any outsider.

"Have you ever really faced their feelings?"

Unlike me, she can still talk to her parents. That thought was underneath it all.

◆

The boy's earnest words pierced her heart. Mirei Tennouji heard Itsuki and remembered.

"Mirei, you have to be happy."

Her parents had said that to her, their adopted daughter, many times. It was a declaration of their love, not a chain. She knew that, even as a child. And that's why she wanted to repay them. When she learned of the Tennouji family name, she knew how.

"Mother, if I study hard, will it help the Tennouji family?"

Her mother had beamed.

"Yes."

"Father, if I become famous, will it help the Tennouji family?"

Her father had laughed.

"It will."

So she studied. She dyed her hair. She changed her voice. She walked the path of the Tennouji heiress. She failed a lot. Her grades were average. She wasn't particularly loved. But she worked and worked until she was at the top. She worked hard enough to erase her former self.

"Mirei, you're always studying... You can live more freely, you know."

Her mother told her one day.

"Don't worry. This is the path I chose."

She smiled. Her mother said,

"I see,"

but looked worried. Maybe I'm trying too hard. But they'll understand. I just want to repay them.

"Mirei, etiquette is important, but you can relax."

"It's fine. This is easy for the Tennouji heiress."

When did it start? When did she start responding to her parents without a second thought?

(Ah... I see.)

She processed the boy's words. Have you ever faced their feelings?—That question shook her to her core.

(I... was running away.)

She wasn't confident she could be their "daughter." So she chose to be the "Tennouji Heiress." It was easier. Getting good grades, acting noble—that was simpler than responding to their love. She had been running away—and this boy had made her see it.

"Why..."

The word slipped out.

"Why... would you say all this to me...?"

He wasn't her family. Why was he being so sincere? Itsuki heard her question and answered, his face serious:

"Because I... also want you to be as happy as possible."

He said it without a trace of embarrassment.

"If you think today was precious... don't throw it away."

Mirei thought back on her day. The arcade, the bowling, the karaoke... All experiences the Tennouji heiress didn't need. But Mirei Tennouji did. She had genuinely enjoyed herself.

"...Swindler."

She whispered, her voice trembling. It wasn't just her parents. Here was one more person—who wasn't looking at the "Heiress," but at "Mirei Tennouji," and worrying about her. That's why he was able to make her see.

"Swindler, swindler, swindler... You're such a smooth-talking swindler..."

She fought back the tears. This was not how the Tennouji heiress should act. But... it was fine. The person in front of her didn't see her that way.

"...I'll let you swindle me."

Mirei wiped her eyes and smiled.

"I'm going to refuse... I can't give up something this precious."

"...I see."

Itsuki let out a visible sigh of relief. Just seeing that look might have been worth it.

"But, honestly, even if you say today was 'precious,' I'm not that confi—"

"That's not it."

It wasn't today she was talking about. Goodness... Is he sharp or just dense?

"It's you that's precious."

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