Himegi-san a Bride from the Future Begs Me to Confess My Love to Her Again - Volume 1 Chapter 1.3

Future Bride 3

“…We’re still friends in the future, huh? At least, in the context of this video…”

Even though I’m happy for her, my heart still aches painfully. Yes, conflicting emotions have sprouted in my heart.

This girl with such an innocent smile on her face will belong to someone else…

Even if it’s just a setup for a video, I still feel complicated about it.

I should have understood that I had to give up on her when she rejected me today… but a part of me doesn’t want to.

And even though I knew it was just my own ego, I didn’t want to lie to myself.

“…Friends….according to the video… you still don’t believe it, huh?”

“Anyway, using my parents as well, what’s the purpose behind this grand scheme?”

It feels like they’re going overboard if all they’re doing is scaring me.

Who on earth came up with this idea?

“Sigh… I expected that kind of response, but it’s still a bit frustrating when you don’t believe me.”

“By the way, who’s the one who filmed this smartphone video?”

“My younger sister. But more importantly, have you understood that this video is my wedding?”

“Yes. It’s at some luxury hotel, huh?”

“Exactly. On April 14th, six years from now, we rented out a well-known hotel and had a grand wedding.”

“…Congratulations…”

“Well, Ha-kun isn’t exactly the side to offer congratulations…”

“Huh? I’m not the side to offer congratulations?”

What does that mean?

“Well, never mind. Let’s move on with the conversation. So, on this date six years from now, I’m getting married. And since it’s a wedding, it’s only natural that I have a partner. Are you with me so far?”

“Are you talking about the groom?”

“Exactly. By the way, what kind of person do you think my groom is?”

“I don’t know. Maybe a super wealthy heir or a handsome actor?”

“My husband isn’t an heir, and he’s not particularly handsome either. If anything, he’s a cute guy who falls into the ‘pitiful’ category.”

“Huh? ‘pitiful’ category?”

“Anyway, I’ll rewind this video a bit. And then, I want you to take a look at my husband.”

Himegi-san operates the red smartphone with a serious expression.

“Let’s start from around here… Ha-kun, try not to get flustered again.”

“You’re pretty demanding. Well, I won’t be surprised anymore. I mean, there’s nothing left to be surprised about.”

A magician thrives on surprising their audience. And yet, I’ve been surprised one after another today.

Here, as a magician, I’ll maintain my composure and remain unfazed, no matter what happens!

“You’re setting up various flags, aren’t you? Well, never mind. Stay calm and watch this footage.”

Himegi-san hands me the smartphone.

I accept the smartphone and gaze at the screen intently.

The scene transitions, and it changes to what seems like a chapel.

A white aisle with a large cross.

There, a foreign man dressed as a pastor with glasses, not Japanese, holding a thick book in his hand, standing with a very composed expression.

From the chapel, the soothing sound of a pipe organ resonates, and the familiar ‘Bridal Chorus’ by Wagner, heard by everyone at least once, is playing.

Then, the large wooden doors open, and from there, an unfamiliar handsome middle-aged man and Himegi-san in a wedding dress appear.

This is it, right? The situation of walking down the aisle with a parent.

I was slightly taken aback. I never expected to be shown such an elaborate fake video…

“It’s actually looks like a real wedding…”

“That’s because it is real…”

Pressing her temple, Himegi-san makes a frustrated expression. And once again, I focus on the smartphone.

On the screen, a pure white Himegi-san in a wedding dress stands next to a man in an equally white tuxedo.

Unfortunately, the screen only shows the back of the groom. So, I can’t see the groom’s face clearly.

But his height doesn’t seem to be particularly tall.

Still, the unfolding scenario is easily imaginable.

Probably, the groom and bride will exchange vows of eternal love before the pastor next. And as I imagined, the groom and bride, Himegi-san, exchange vows of eternal love before the pastor.

“This way, I can’t figure out who the groom is.”

I don’t know, but his back and head look familiar to me.

The voice, too, seems somewhat familiar… Where have I heard it?

Then, the exchange of vows concludes.

Even though I’ve never been to a wedding, I know what happens next.

Ahh, the ring exchange and the vow-sealed kiss.

The groom and bride would kiss in front of everyone, and everyone would applaud to bless the couple. That’s how it should go.

The pastor, uttering some profound words, would encourage the ring exchange between the two.

“——Hmm?”

Wait? This profile of the groom… I’ve seen this face somewhere. Huh, where did I see it?

I try hard to trace back through my memories.

Oh, that delicate build, chestnut-brown hair, and blue eyes.

An androgynous youthful face, with a slightly unreliable vibe…

“Wait, is it me? No way, could it be…is this me!?”

“What? Just now? You just found out now?”

To my disbelief, the groom in the screen was me!

In the video, I nervously placed a ring onto her slim and beautiful left ring finger.

I have no memory of experiencing an event like this. I often forget things, but surely if I had experienced something like this, I wouldn’t forget it even if I wanted to.

In other words, this is an event I don’t remember.

It seems that the unbelievably strange story she was telling wasn’t just a tall tale but the truth.

I gazed at her before me. She was looking at me with a triumphant expression.

Ah, this expression is unfamiliar to me. It seems to be a natural face that she only shows to someone special.

——In the video on the screen, ‘me’ and her were kissing.

It may sound strange coming from me, but it looked quite picturesque.

It’s strange…I’ve never even touched the hand of someone of the opposite sex, let alone kissed them. And yet, there I am, placing my hand on her face and kissing her in a practiced manner.

It felt like a scene from a movie.

Ah, but I can’t put into words the feelings that are welling up.

Is this a dream? If it is, I wish I would wake up soon… It’s too embarrassing to continue watching.

With that thought, I stopped the video.

” ——Wait! The best part is coming!”

“Uh, no, I’m done now. My head will start hurting if I continue…”

With trembling hands, I tried to return the red smartphone to its owner, but instead, I found myself staring at her face——precisely, staring at her lips.

No, I can’t get that kissing scene out of my head…

“With this, have you understood who my husband is?”

No words came out.

I was trying to speak, but my throat was trembling and no words emerged.

I raised both hands in surrender, because I had no choice but to honestly admit defeat.

Finally, she looked at me with a pleased expression and now, she gazed at me with an innocent smile.

I see, if she’s my bride, then it’s not strange for her to be in this house.

Then she fluttered her wedding dress, did a little twirl, and showed me the sparkling ring to me.

“I am your destined victorious bride!”

She declared so with a lovely smile.

——It seems that I am the one who gets to monopolize this smile.