Chapter 24 We kissed again

I learned about her past from Amemiya Iori, all of which were things that Shimizu Mi didn't know.

It is impossible for people to remember everything that happened over the past decade or even decades, especially things from childhood. Even if you try hard to recall them after you grow up, you can only vaguely remember a few things that left a deep impression.

To Shimizumi, that past might have been just an ordinary encounter after school.

But for Amamiya Iori, the appearance of Shimizu Mi at that time was the light that illuminated her life and she was her only support.

The time she spent with Kondo Yuichi and his family from childhood to adulthood, even Amamiya Iori's mother forced her to do so. How narrow is that world.

After listening to Amemiya Iori's story, a memory suddenly revived in Shimizumi's mind.

That's what Amamiya Iori just told us.

The encounter with Amamiya Iori appeared clearly in Shimizu's mind.

She didn't lie, she didn't make it up, everything she said was true.

At this time, Shimizu finally realized that under the shadow of such a distorted childhood, Amamiya Iori might have become a so-called yandere...

Moreover, he was holding a knife in his hand and pointing it at him.

"My dear, at that time, I wore a hypocritical mask to respond to the expectations of the people around me, and I tied myself up with chains. It was you who untied the chains, so why do you abandon me now..."

"I also know that my dear is a very gentle person, but you are gentle to everyone, which makes me feel uneasy. I am afraid that your feelings for me... are just gentleness. I am afraid that it doesn't matter if it's not me. Obviously, I only have you... only you!"

Amemiya Iori suddenly swung the fruit knife in his hand vigorously, as if he wanted to cut the air in front of him.

As for yandere, Shimizu Mi has some understanding of it as he has watched some related anime.

Judging from Amamiya Iori's current condition, she undoubtedly meets all the characteristics of a yandere.

And now, because of the great stimulation, she is on the brink of collapse.

Qing Shuijian understood this very well, but he was not panicked at all.

Amamiya Iori claimed that she had recovered her memories from the first round, which meant that her love for Shimizu Mi from the first round was also recovered.

In this case, Shimizu Mi can easily use the favorability cultivated in the previous round to play the emotional card.

It is impossible for Amamiya Iori, who has never even stepped out of high school, to be very scheming. If you really take away her yandere attributes, she would just be a pretty, love-minded little girl who is deeply in love with him.

For Shimizu Mi, who had successfully conquered her before, as long as he uses his CPU a little and says some ambiguous words to coax her, he will definitely make Amamiya Iori put down the knife and throw herself into his arms again like he did in the first round.

These were certainly not just Shimizu's conjectures. The hesitant look and trembling arms of Amamiya Iori standing in front of him were evidence of this.

At this moment, Amamiya Iori was looking forward to the man in front of her saying that he loved her again, that he would love her for the rest of his life and only her.

That way, she could respond with "I love you, too" like she did then, and throw herself into his arms.

however……

"I'm sorry Iori, back then... I lied to you."

Hearing what Shimizu Ken said, Amemiya Iori's pupils suddenly shrank, and he was stunned, and he almost dropped the knife in his hand accidentally.

"Honey...what are you talking about? Were you kidding me just now?! It was a joke?! Right?! Right?!"

Amamiya Iori spoke with a trembling voice. Her tightly clenched hands and shoulders were shaking as if they were carrying something. I believe that in her heart, at this moment, she was also...

"No, I'm serious. At least... more serious than when I said I loved you."

Shimizu Mi could no longer look directly at Amamiya Iori's distorted and painful expression.

In the first round, the reason why he hugged Amamiya Iori was because it was the system's requirement, the reason why he said he liked her was also the system's requirement, and even kissing her...

None of this was his own will.

Frankly speaking, Shimizu had always regarded her as a virtual character in the game, just a string of code data.

He had followed the system's instructions time and again, constantly deceiving her in order to complete the mission...

But now, he began to realize that he was not the only one who acted with his own will. Amamiya Iori and the others were no different from him. They were also human beings living in this world.

So, when Shimizu saw her as a living human being, he could no longer deceive her.

"..."

The second hand on the clock ticked away, the sound was slow but loud.

After a long time, Amamiya Iori's voice was heard again in the room.

"…Bad! You are so bad! So bad that you are hopelessly bad!… Why! Why don't you even know this! Sometimes you have to stick to your lies to the end! Otherwise… Otherwise…"

It seemed as if Amamiya Iori could no longer control her emotions, and her hand, which was tightly holding the fruit knife, began to tremble violently.

"Ah - I see. My dear, your body is now occupied by someone else's personality. Yes, that's right. Only I can take back your personality. Don't worry, my dear. I will come to save you right away."

Not sure if it was an illusion, but Qingshui felt the floor beneath his feet shook violently.

The whole world seemed to be soaked in water at this moment. Everything around began to twist strangely, and a not strong but real feeling of suffocation suddenly came over me.

"I'm sorry, Iori, I don't want to lie to you anymore..."

Qing Shuijian squeezed out a sound of relief from his throat.

Finally, it came out.

He had never felt so relaxed in the past two years. Even if he might be stabbed with a knife in the next second, he didn't want to tell such a lie again.

“Ahhhhhhhhh! Shut up! Shut up! You can’t say such things, my dear. You actually use your dear body to say such things to me! Get out of here! Get out of my dear body!”

After his outburst, Amamiya Iori became extremely calm, his voice calm:

"Don't worry, my dear, I will definitely take back the you of that time." Facing Amamiya Iori who was walking towards him with a knife, Shimizu Mi chose to close his eyes.

He had no intention of resisting.

Until just now, Shimizu Mi had always mistakenly believed that it was Amamiya Iori's twisted family and childhood that turned her into a yandere.

But if that were the case, Amamiya Iori would have looked as sick as she does now as early as the first round.

In other words, it was Shimizu himself who made Amamiya Iori what she is now.

If she hadn't started that damn second game, she wouldn't have thought she was abandoned, and she wouldn't have become like this.

Qing Shuijian thought so in his heart, but suddenly he felt a certain touch.

"...!"

"Um……"

I opened my eyes and felt the softness of my lips. They were Amamiya Iori's lips.

It was not as painful as he had expected. Instead, the skin contact made him feel very warm.

"It's exactly the same as it was then..."

Shimizu was stunned by the sudden action, and when Amamiya Iori left his lips, her cheeks flushed and she whispered:

"We... kissed again."

"how come……"

Her shy smile was so beautiful that it made Shimizu's heart beat wildly.

"My dear, I have been thinking about what I am living for. Is it for Yuichi and his family, or is it to follow the path arranged by my mother step by step... I have been thinking about it. But in fact, I am not living for these things."

Amamiya Iori continued talking.

"I was probably born to meet you, my dear. When we first met, I thought you were an incredible person. Then, that feeling gradually turned into love. I don't know when, my mind was full of you, and my mind was full of thoughts about being by your side and being your support."

"My dear is more important to me than anyone else. You have been holding my hand, a person who only lives by what others say, and have taught me many things... You are someone I like very much, very much, to the point of being unable to extricate myself!"

Amemiya Iori talked unusually a lot tonight, and her voice sounded like she was suppressing pain, but Shimizu Mi listened carefully.

She raised her head, her eyes were red and swollen due to congestion, her lips were bitten white, and her petite body was twitching slightly due to crying.

Shimizu once again realized clearly that he had made this girl so sad.

In order to comfort the heart that had been hurt by him, Shimizu subconsciously reached out to touch her head, but Amemiya Iori kissed her again.

In addition to the soft touch, it also has a slightly salty taste.

"Is it a little salty because you cried?"

"Well...after all, that happened. It was you, dear, who made me cry, so you are responsible."

Amemiya Iori said "You are responsible", blocking Shimizu's possibility of escape and gave her a bitter smile.

"I'm really sorry."

Shimizu Mitsuki hugged the still trembling Amamiya Iori tightly.

Amemiya Iori felt her back getting wet, thinking that Shimizu must have been moved to tears, so she hugged him even tighter.

"Yeah, this really helps calm me down."

Shimizu thought so, but in reality—

The more I thought about it, the more I couldn't calm down. It seemed as if there was an emotion in my heart telling me something.

An uneasy feeling of disharmony spread through the brain. I wanted to recall something but couldn't, and the words came to my lips but I couldn't say them.

"What exactly is going on……"

What on earth is this feeling?

There is a happy feeling in the heart.

At the same time, there is also a feeling of sadness.

There are times when I feel happy.

However, there is also a strong sense of sadness.

All kinds of complicated emotions disturbed Shimizu's thoughts and disappeared. Then, they reappeared.

It was like the ebbing and flowing tide, washing over Qing Shuijian's heart.

At this moment, as if to stop him from exploring further, it was as if a knife was stabbing into Qingshuijian's heart. The deep pain made him unable to breathe. His body couldn't stop shaking, and he could only cover it up by hugging harder.

Suddenly, something slipped down quietly and soaked the back of the girl in his arms.

I thought I had a runny nose.

I didn't expect that was what flowed from Qing Shuijian's eyes.

Tears. It was as if drops of guilt and self-blame were quietly growing in the dark.

On the other hand, Amamiya Iori stopped crying.

With the happiness she felt personally, her eyes gradually became stern, as if shrouded in hatred.

But in the next second, when she heard the call of her beloved, her black heart turned over, revealing a pink color.

(End of this chapter)