C.F. Ch.28

Ch 28 Seasons of the end and the beginning.

“No, no, no, no.”

I was fainting in my room at my parents’ house in Japan, back home after several years.

I’ve experienced this kind of pain in other countries, but back here, it’s so intense that it’s almost like a mental breakdown!

I held my head and bridged, my crotch thrusting skyward and my hips twitching.

“Shut up, brother–and what are you doing, are you crazy?”

Chris, my sister-in-law, opened the door without knocking and walked in.

“Oh, yeah, I’m gonna have to go crazy to do that!”

When I’m here, I can’t help but have all these horrible memories of the past come back to kill me.

“Are you sure you’re okay with that? It’s Kanae’s and Yukiya’s wedding tomorrow…”

Please don’t go off on another Menhera stalker-esque rant, Chris said.

“No! Oh, no!”

No, I wouldn’t. The reason I’ve been suffering since a while ago is because of my own black history, which is so black that I can’t wipe it out…!

“No, no, no, no!”

And again, I remember my past “mistakes” and scream in despair.

The real hell of black history begins the moment you wake up and realize it.

It all started when I was in high school and a couple of my childhood friends sent me a lovey-dovey picture. When I saw it, I was shattered.

After that, I graduated from high school in a crippled state and somehow started living with a female friend who pretended to be my girlfriend in order to stir up trouble with Kanae. After graduating from college while helping his parents with their work, I was able to find a job with the help of an acquaintance.

So, once I had broken down and experienced what was normal for me, I woke up from my funk.

In the face of the overwhelming reality of work, life, and the future… you can’t stay in the midst of it forever.

And when that happens, what inevitably hits you is your past. It was the painful words and actions of myself that turned my youth black.

The moment I recognized them, I shivered with chills while blotting out a lot of fat sweat, and then I burst into tears and screamed out loud. I spent many sleepless nights in agony over my shameful past.

The aftereffects of the disaster are still terrible, and it will take many years for them to fade away.

To be honest, there are times when I think that I would have been better off as a disabled person named “Loner” for the rest of my life, but the two words “common sense” do not allow me to indulge.

But that doesn’t stop me from ridiculing myself.

What? I mean, what was I doing? What’s with all the loner? Is it a harem? Is it a cheat?

A friend once told me, “You’re popular because you have a good face.”

When I think about it, even in the novels I was referring to, in the end, the main character with a good face and high ability was popular because he was supposed to be popular.

Moreover, depending on how you look at it, he hides and falsifies his own abilities on the grounds that he’s a loner, and then he sucks up to those who are fooled by him, saying that justice is on his side… You have no personality! It’s painful!

And that painful development was exactly what I was aiming for at the time.

“It’s too hard! It’s too tight! It’s too tight!

I rolled around on the floor.

“Are you sure you’re okay? Are you sure you won’t do something weird during the ceremony? For example, messing with Kanae…”

Chris exuded caution.

“No, I am not! It’s a wedding! It’s already been settled – or rather, I had no chance from the beginning.”

At the time, my own desires had led me into a dangerous delusion that everything Kanae said or did was a favor to me, even if it was something other girls would not think twice about.

Of course, I can see now that the feelings Kanae could have had for me were not romantic feelings. At best, it was a longing.

And besides, I already have a girlfriend. I don’t have an obsession with my childhood friend now.

Chris stared at me when I said that, and then broke down.

“Let’s believe for now that those words are true.”

Of course, She don’t trust me.

“Then again, if you’re my brother now, it might be possible for you to have a harem while being a loner?”

At those words, I squealed like a pig.

“Fugi?! — Don’t gouge my wounds…”

I’m already traumatized by those words.

“As I said, you’re only going to marry one person anyway, so it’s more constructive to quickly develop a trusting relationship with one partner by sharing your values.”

Thinking about it, Yukiya and Kanae were really reasonable.

I took out my phone and looked at a picture of the two of them that had been sent to me.

Yukiya looks embarrassed, and Kanae has a happy, debauched smile on her face. It’s a good picture. At the time, I was so shocked that I fainted, but now I can look at it with a smile on my face.

At the after party tomorrow, I’m going to put this image on the screen and celebrate with all my might.

That way, I’ll put an end to another piece of my fucking black history!


I’ve been to weddings before, but this was my first one, and I was already nervous.

Especially since I had been helping out at work and selling my face in many fields while I was still in college, before I took over my family’s construction business in the future, I had a lot of guests to invite and had to be extra careful for a fresh graduate.

Because of this exhaustion, I vividly remember Kanae’s divine appearance as a bride, her cute reaction, and Souta’s sobbing as he came all the way from overseas.

Kanae, the bride who was the star of the ceremony, was, needless to say, as beautiful as a goddess, and at the reception, she was always standing tall and her behavior was refined.

But the truth is….


The moment Kanae, who was sitting next to me at the wedding reception, smiled at me in a fluffy way as the venue dimmed for the performance.

Apparently, she was so nervous that she was frozen in place.

I remember when I saw that, Kanae was still cute Kanae… and it soothed me a lot.

And then there was Souta’s crying.

Souta, who had enthusiastically taken pictures of me at the wedding reception, was apparently ready from the beginning at the after-party due to the alcohol.

As a result, Souta seemed to become quite emotional, crying, getting angry, and apologizing, when his high school acquaintances who attended the after-party teased him about his past words and actions.

According to the video that Chris had taken by accident -.

“Phew… those were the days…” “If you say you’re a loner, you’re a loner!” “I really regret it. I’m sorry.”

It seems that they finally reconciled, but perhaps because of this tension, Souta was moved to tears by the performance he had set up.

I sent a picture of Kanae and I together sometime ago. The moment it appeared on the screen, Souta said, “I’m glad! I’m so glad!” Earlier than anyone else.

After everyone was taken aback, I think the reaction was 20% years and 80% warm smiles. By the way, Kanae and I were in the 20%.

Looking at those wedding photos, I was really deeply moved.

“I was rejected the first time, right?”

A few years ago in high school, I was rejected by Kanae once.

But from that point on, Kanae came on to me at a furious pace, and she went from being unrequited childhood friends to beloved girlfriends, then to short-lived fiancées, and that relationship ended yesterday.

Many relationships have ended and begun, but the relationship between Kanae and I from yesterday must continue without end.

“I have to do my best…!”

And then, as I renew my determination, I hear…

“Yuki-kun, let’s watch the wedding video over here~”

Kanae’s voice reached me, slow and languid.

I was alone and uptight, but Kanae soothed me once again.

With a tightened face, I muttered, “Well, we’re newlyweds, aren’t we?”

“I’m coming!”

I lowered the corner of my eyes and headed for Kanae’s place.


I called out to Yuki-kun and watched the wedding video on the TV in the living room.

“Oh, you made all the preparations, thank you.”

I just tried to attach a digital camera to the TV as an imitation, but I was happy to be praised by Yuki-kun.

“Heh, I’m just following my dad’s lead… I’m so sorry that you suddenly came to my parents’ house…”

What does it mean to be a bride and take your husband back to your parents’ house the day after your wedding? I think so myself.

“Ugh, my sister can’t come to the wedding, and father and mother are in a rush…”

My sister couldn’t attend the ceremony due to the early due date of her third child, and of course my father and mother went to visit her as soon as the wedding was over.

Well, that much was fine, but they asked us, newlyweds, to stay at home…

“Well, well, my father-in-law, mother-in-law, and even my husband’s brother-in-law were at the wedding, so thank you.”

Yuki-kun patted me on the head, and I pretended to tease him and pulled him closer.

“Besides, father-in-law and mother-in-law said they were looking out for us…”

Yuki said embarrassedly.

.That’s what my mother said to us on the way out, “Isn’t it romantic that your wedding night is the same place you had your first experience?” And my father said, “Well, Yuki, I’m sorry, but I’m going to have to ask you to take care of the house and my new grandson…”

No, Yuki-kun! She is not being considerate, She is being funny! How do she know about my first time in the past?

I’m thinking of taking my mom to task next time, but for now I’ll just rub my cheek against Yuki-kun’s embarrassed cheek.

“Mmmm, let’s watch the video.”

“Oh, yeah, let’s watch it.”

Satisfied and embarrassed, Yuki-kun and I cuddled on the sofa and started watching the wedding video on the living room TV.

In the middle of it, Yuki-kun put his arm around me and hugged my shoulder. It felt so natural and unconscious, even though I could see it on his face. That made me happy and ticklish.


Then, I suddenly thought.

“Hey, Yuki-kun, have you ever done this before?”

“Hmm, what do you mean by this?”

We stared at each other at close range, and I wanted to close my eyelids and poke my lips out, but I held back for now!

“We’ve done this before, you know. Haven’t we watched TV or movies together like this before?”

“Hmm? We’ve seen TV and movies at my house, Kanae’s house, and even at the cinema…”

Yeah, that’s right. I’ve only been to movie theaters with Yuki-kun, except for my parents.

But that’s not what I meant…

“No, like right now, Yuki-kun and I are snuggled up together, watching TV in this living room…”


Yuki-kun thinks about it with a serious face.

When did this memory occur to me? I don’t have any idea, but I still have an image that is burned firmly in my mind.

The memory of watching TV together in this living room with Yuki-kun holding me by the shoulders.

“Hmm, sorry. I don’t have any idea what you’re talking about…”

It’s the same for me, because for a long time, when Yuki-kun and I played at my house, he always came to my room, and when he ate food or made snacks, it was in the dining room.

And I don’t think I’ve ever seen Yuki hugging me and watching TV in the living room since we started dating… When I was in high school, I asked Yuki to stay at my house with me, but I don’t remember doing that.

“Yes, I know… but it’s like–“

That memory, which I don’t even know when, overlapped with the current me and Yuki-kun, and my heart got choked up.

The scene that I must have seen one day is here now, and it makes me so happy and shakes my heart that I feel like crying without knowing why.


“… No, heh, it’s nothing.”

With that, I pressed my face against Yuki-kun’s breastplate, relieved by the familiar smell and warmth.

A lot of things happened before Yuki-kun and I were able to be together like this.

At first, I rejected Yuki-kun, who took the trouble to confess his feelings to me, but then I realized my true feelings, got impatient, panicked and jealous, and pressed him, and I made a very pathetic confession, but he made me his girlfriend.

In this way, a number of coincidences, words, and feelings came together, and I think I caught up with the scene I remember from childhood friends to my lover, my lover to my fiancé, and my fiancé to me.

And I’m sure that the me of some time ago also wished and dreamed of this scene deep in his heart.

I whispered to Yuki, who hugged me tightly by the shoulders.

“Ehehe, it came true…”

To me who saw this scene sometime ago…


The childhood friend who rejected me is coming on to me! [End]

You can get Advance Chapter – Patreon

5 7 votes
Article Rating
Notify of
Newest Most Voted
Inline Feedbacks
View all comments
1 year ago

That was a satisfying conclusion.
Thanks for translating this series.

1 year ago
Reply to  crisiscore38

True that it was extremely satisfying

1 year ago

It’s was a very novel it has earned a very place in my heart ……… Thank you for giving us this wonderful piece of literature ……. A little sad though that it ended 😭
But anyways thanks a lot 😁

1 year ago

Finally, the stupid bastard got woke
Many thanks for the chapter!~

1 year ago

Wow, this was really good and good ending.

1 year ago

Thx for the translation

1 year ago

A glorified NTR, Souta may have deserved it, but man the world is just harsh, or rather, the author made it harsh for Souta. I don’t see how this is a satisfying ending, but I guess it’s acceptable. I would love to see something of a sequel where the woken up Souta redeemed himself and time leap after realizing all his foolishness, seeing all through the deception around him that’s pushed onto him by the god, in this case, the author, and turns around his fate and find true happiness by breaking the 4th wall. I honestly more intrigued by Souta’s character in how he manages to fall so low, and then recovers. The other characters were so bland and shallow and it’s not their fault, it’s the author’s. Only Chris have anything resembles realism on her character and the one that even tries to recover Souta from the injustice fate that’s given to him by the author.

Last edited 1 year ago by Yunan
El pato
El pato
8 months ago
Reply to  Yunan

Que asco das bro🤢🤮

El pato
El pato
8 months ago

Pero que riko final 🥰
Y el souta tampoco tuvo un final tan malo y se dio de cuenta
Que la vida real no es igual que la de una novela 😂🤣

7 months ago

not sure why novelupdates gave this a 3/5, but i would say it deserves a 4. the guy who had gone to confess, the girl who managed to organize her feelings, and the guy who was delusional. the story also had some realism to it and im kinda happy that the misunderstandings were resolved, at least on one part. thanks for translating