My System Always Wants to Force Me to Confess
Chapter 239: I Wish I Could Share You with My Past Self

Chapter 239: Chapter 239: I Wish I Could Share You with My Past Self

"Sorry for the delay."

Shirakawa Sawahei walked up to the two girls from the Calligraphy Club and said apologetically, "Let’s go. It seems it’s about to start."

Just on the way here, Shirakawa Sawahei had already looked at the call he suddenly received. It was none other than the Black Hearted Lolita, Asano Nazuki.

He missed the call the first time, and when he called back later, he found that the other side had turned off the phone. For a moment, he was a bit unsure of the Black Hearted Lolita’s intentions, so he directly sent a message to Hayakawa Kashi for inquiry.

[What about your sister?]

The Little Arrogant Study Girl didn’t make him wait long and replied: [Nothing much, she just boarded a plane.]

[?? Did you send her out of the country?] Shirakawa Sawahei was shocked: [To dig for mines in Africa?]

[... ]

Miss Kaori was silent for a moment, and after a while, replied: [It seems Shirakawa has quite a big misunderstanding about me.]

[It’s just a first impression... Your sister also said you have an amazing memory for grudges, right?]

[If I really held grudges, would the two of you still have a chance to talk about me behind my back?] Miss Kaori said calmly: [My dad took her to Europe, Slatter’s homeland.]

Oh, so she’s going to show off in public.

After Shirakawa Sawahei got the information he wanted, he put away his phone and headed straight in the direction of Tsukimi Sakurazawa and Tachibana Tomoku.

"So many people... Shirakawa... When we just got off the train station, were all those people there for the summer comic?"

"Pretty much."

The whimpering one said with lingering fear: "Thankfully, we got in with Koorikin’s club tickets, or else queueing outside would kill me..."

That’s true. Someone like the whimpering one who’s just here for the fun without a deep love for ACG culture would probably feel existential doubt from waiting outside.

Only veteran ACG fans can endure this kind of hardship. Shut-ins hardly go out for most of the year, and when they do, they have to undergo such trials. It’s a psychological balance of sorts.

"Enough talking, let’s get to the venue first. Didn’t you want to see the cosplay exhibition? Follow me."

"Yay! Shirakawa, lead the way! Let’s go look at the pretty girls together! If they’re pretty, I can get their contact info for you!"

"There’s no need for you to worry... Tachibana, let’s go, don’t get lost."

Miss Tachibana Tomoku gave a small nod, taking small steps to follow, obediently trailing behind Shirakawa Sawahei and the whimpering one. The three went down the exhibition building chatting all the way, bumping into quite a few others who also got in with club tickets.

"Shirakawa, how many cosplayer girls are there going to be later? Can I flirt with them all?"

"Flirt with as many as you can flirt with."

"Alright, alright, I’m not such a petty person. I’ll definitely share half with you~"

"There’s no need at all." Shirakawa Sawahei glanced at the whimpering one and calmly said, "The girls you can flirt with, they’re probably all weird ones. I wouldn’t want them even if you shared."

"??? What’s this logic! Why would I only encounter weird ones!"

"Because you’re relatively weird yourself, so attracting weird people is not surprising."

"Damn! Shirakawa, you’ll regret this! Just don’t beg me later to help you get contact info."

"That’s not going to happen."

"Hello everyone, the Summer ComicFesta has officially begun. Please maintain order, watch your step, and enjoy this grand event..."

The whimpering one was about to retort when a broadcast suddenly sounded in the venue. As this signal was sent out, there was suddenly a commotion ahead, and a group of people, full of joy, surged in from the entrance, men and women dressed in various styles, and their momentum was indeed a bit intimidating.

"Wow... So many people..."

Shirakawa Sawahei frowned and said, "Tsukimi... let’s find a place to avoid the crowd for a bit..."

"Tachibana..."

The surge of people arrived in no time, and Little Invisible seemed to be scared by the sheer number of people, staying in place with a blank mind, not hearing Shirakawa Sawahei’s voice at all.

So many... people...

"Sorry, hold my hand first."

A familiar voice cut through her blank world, bringing the girl’s thoughts back to reality as her soft palm was gently held by another warm hand.

This simple physical contact made Miss Tachibana Tomoku’s body tremble slightly. The owner of the warm hand glanced at her, gently reminding her, "Don’t let go."

Then, the crowd surged like a tide, and, like parting waves, they flowed past the boy standing before the girl, keeping her shielded from the dense crowd fears. Throughout the way, Miss Tachibana Tomoku hardly felt the claustrophobic fear of the crowd thanks to the figure before her that seemed to cut through all obstacles, like a knight tearing through the night to bring the long-awaited dawn.

The girl stared at the figure ahead, her once trembling body suddenly calming down. She gently tightened her grip on the warm hand, a hint of a smile appearing in her eyes.

"I won’t let go... as long as you hold onto me..."

After going through the first wave of the crowd, Shirakawa Sawahei finally managed to bring Miss Tachibana Tomoku to a less crowded area. Tsukimi Sakurazawa ran over with lingering fear, patting her chest, "That scared me to death. Good thing I ran fast... Shirakawa, are you two alright?"

"We’re fine."

"Xiao Mo, are you alright? Were you scared..."

"No, no problem."

Miss Tachibana Tomoku’s cheeks were slightly red, her innocent and adorable doe-like eyes filled with inexplicable emotions. She glanced at Shirakawa Sawahei, seemingly wanting to say something, but hesitated...

Only then did Shirakawa Sawahei realize he was still holding the soft, tender hand of the Little Invisible Study Girl. Quickly, he released her hand and said, "Sorry... I took your hand without asking earlier..."

"No, it’s not like that!" Miss Tachibana Tomoku shook her head in a hurry, "It’s okay! It’s no problem, Shirakawa..."

The girl noticed her own incoherence, her cute little head lowered once again, failing to muster the courage to meet Shirakawa Sawahei’s eyes. Tsukimi Sakurazawa noticed this and suspiciously asked, "Shirakawa... It feels like you ate some of Xiao Mo’s tofu just now?"

"Come on! How was it holding Xiao Mo’s hand?"

"What’s there to say? Haven’t you held it too?" Shirakawa Sawahei, seeing that the Little Invisible wasn’t blaming him, was relieved and glanced at the whimpering one: "If you don’t believe me, go hold it yourself."

"Hmph~ I’m open about it, unlike you, sneaking around!"

"..."

Shirakawa Sawahei was speechless for a moment and then said, "Alright... Let’s go explore the Summer Comic venue... Otherwise, all the souvenirs will be gone."

"Hey... Shirakawa, why are you walking so fast... I can barely keep up... Xiao Mo, we have to go, so we don’t lose Shirakawa!"

Miss Tachibana Tomoku snapped back to reality and set her eyes forward in pursuit. When she saw that familiar figure, a gentle and bright light filled her glistening eyes.

"I wish... I wish I could share you with the old me..."

The inner voice of the Little Invisible quietly sighed, as if speaking to herself or someone else.