Himegi-san a Bride from the Future Begs Me to Confess My Love to Her Again - Volume 2 Chapter 1.5

Me, Princess’s Sister, and a Bunny Suit 5

“This way.”

I follow Himegi-san, feeling quite uneasy.

We finally arrive in front of a hospital room door.

Naturally, the door is of the sliding type and is bigger than the ones at school.

A nameplate under the room number reads Natsumi Himegi.

It appears that the private room belongs to Himegi-san’s older sister, named ‘Natsumi.’

At a time like this, I find myself reminiscing about my grandfather who passed away when I was in elementary school.

It’s been a long time since I last visited a hospital room.

Well, the room where my grandfather passed wasn’t a private one; it was a shared room…

“Natsumi-neesan, we’re coming in.”

Himegi-san knocks gently on the door.

From the other side, a soft female voice says, ‘Come in.’

Having received permission from the room’s occupant, we enter.

The private room is far more spacious and luxurious than I had imagined.

My idea of a hospital room was limited to a bed, a small TV, and thin curtains.

This room is entirely different.

First of all, the furniture in the room is clearly not cheap; it’s high-quality.

It’s not just the furniture; even the electronics in the room are extraordinary.

A gaming PC, a high-end refrigerator, a microwave, an electric kettle…

The TV is about twice the size of the one in my room.

It feels like a suite in a luxury hotel.

However, the presence of multiple medical devices near the bed, along with an IV stand and a wheelchair, forcefully remind me that this is, clearly, a hospital room.

My gaze meets that of a frail, white-haired woman sitting on the bed. I recognize this bespectacled figure.

She was the one who appeared in a video message during Harune’s birthday party.

I knew it, this was Harune and Himegi-san’s sister after all…

Despite her frail appearance, she glares at me with a sharp look.

It seems she has quite a few grievances against me.

Is it about that? Does she want to know the secret behind the magic trick I performed?

Or is she going to say that her sister and I don’t make a good match?

Either way, I should be prepared for some flak.

“Are you… Hakuba Ouji?”

“…Yes, I am Hakuba Ouji.”

“I have a complaint against you.”

“A, a complaint?”

“Yes. I’m very dissatisfied with you, and that’s why I had Touka-chan bring you here today.”

I swallow hard.

She is the sister of someone very important to me.

Even if she slings mud at me, or uses harsh language… I’ll take it with an open mind.

I firm up my resolve and meet her gaze.

She crosses her arms and slowly opens her mouth.

“—Why… are you using tights?”

“…Excuse me? T, tights???”

What is she talking about? Is she referring to those tights?

“Why did you make the bunny girl wear tights?”

Tights on a bunny girl?

Ah, she’s talking about the time I had Touka dress up as a bunny girl for the birthday party…

“That’s because… she’s a bunny girl.”

Upon hearing my words, Himegi-san’s sister clearly shows an expression of disappointment.

What exactly is she trying to tell me?

“Is this some philosophical question? Like why people eat when they’re hungry, or why a bunny girl wears tights because she’s a bunny girl?”

“…You fool—”

“Ah!”

I’m startled. I wish she wouldn’t raise her voice so suddenly.

More to the point, despite her frail appearance, this woman is a total eccentric!

Yes, I can tell because I’ve encountered all kinds of quirky people before.

Without a doubt, she is an S-rank eccentric.

“I feel nauseous around idiots who have stopped thinking. Take another good look at my sister’s thighs with those eyes of yours.”

Given permission by her sister, I focus on Himegi-san’s treasured pair of thighs, which are currently blocked by her hands.

As always, they are magnificent.

Whoever coined the term “absolute territory” for the area between knee socks and a mini skirt is almost as genius as me.

“Words are unnecessary for something so splendid. Simply put, they’re the best.”

“Hehehe. Yes, the thighs of my angel surpass even Aphrodite.”

“…And what does this have to do with the bunny girl’s tights?”

“Ah… you still haven’t realized, you sinner? Why did you make her cover such splendid bare legs with tights? Why didn’t you think of a bare-legged bunny to maximize Touka Himegi’s allure?”

“…!”

I’m struck as if by lightning at her words.

It’s like scales have fallen from my eyes.

Indeed, her beautiful legs call for a bare-legged bunny!

Overwhelmed by my own stupidity, I slump on the spot. What a grave sin I have committed.

“Bare-legged bunny… why did I overlook that? It’s no wonder that Onē-san is disappointed in me…”

“It seems you’ve come to reappreciate the greatness of a bare-legged bunny.”

“As much as it pains me to admit it, I have no choice but to agree. You’re right; the tights were a mistake. I’ve made the biggest mistake in human history!”

To think I’d missed out on a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity…

Ah, if only I could turn back time, I would go back to the birthday party and tear those bunny tights to shreds.

“I’m glad you understand. However, getting my stubborn sister to dress up as a bunny girl is quite commendable. I’d like you to use that skill again next time.”

“…does that mean Onē-san forgives a sinner like me?”

“Everyone makes mistakes. Next time you get Touka-chan to dress as a bunny girl, please make it a bare-legged bunny or a reverse bunny.”

“Yes! As soon as I get home today, I’ll tear up those tights and throw them in the trash. Then, from next time, she’ll be a bare-legged bunny on stage.”

“What?! You two, a reverse bunny!?”

“Considering it’s a sensitive issue, maybe let’s not do it in public…”

“I see. Well, as long as it happens in front of both of us, it should be fine.”

“Then there’s no issue.”

“Mm-hm, that’s what I’d expect from Touka-chan’s boyfriend.”

“—Hey, you perverts, enough is enough! There’s not going to be a next time! And what’s a reverse bunny??”

Himegi-san vehemently protests our blossoming discussion.

“Nē-san, is what you wanted to talk to Ouji-kun about the tights on the bunny girl?”

“That’s part of it, but the real issue is yet to come.”

Her expression suddenly becomes serious, a complete shift from before.

It seems the important discussion starts now.