Yandere? Menhera? Bring It On, If You're Confident That I'll love You For Who You Are - Chapter 38

To the Asagami Group.

“──You… Kurogane──kun… please wake up〜?”

Amidst the sensation of being shaken by the shoulder, I slowly opened my eyes. The first sight to greet me was that of a girl in a uniform. It seemed we were inside a car.

With a groggy consciousness, I tried to trace my faint memories. What resurfaced was the first intimate experience I had shared with the girl before me.

I couldn’t help but let out a sigh. It seemed it wasn’t a dream after all.

“Have you awakened? Hehe… Kurogane-kun, you really like to sleep in, don’t you?”

“……Not as much as you do.”

Mio smiled before me. As I glanced at my own limbs, I noticed that there were no restraints or shackles attached.

It was somewhat relieving. We quietly disembarked from the taxi we had been riding in. From here on, we would proceed on foot.

I had awoken the next morning, having graduated from virginity(?) triumphantly. Mio had tried several times to wake me up to eat, but I prioritized rest for recovery.

As a result, I had slept for more than half a day. I realized once again that the trouble with Kanade, Rio, and Hina had been quite significant.

However, perhaps thanks to that, my body had completely recovered.

The only dissatisfaction might be the pure white bandages still wrapped around my wrists and arms. It wouldn’t be easy to fully heal the broken fingers and exposed nerves I had suffered when I was confined.

But now, being able to move freely was a significant improvement. Although rough, it was enough to handle Rio’s rampage.

Still, if I were to clash with the girl beside me, it wouldn’t end simply.

“If Kurogane-kun’s arms are unusable, perhaps even I could be a match for you.”

Mio chuckled mischievously, casting a sharp gaze upon my arms──but soon, her expression softened into a smile.

“Just kidding. I’ve come to understand the greatest strength of Kurogane-kun in our last fight. Besides, there’s no pride in defeating you when you’re not at your best.”

“Defeating me… Are you some rival character from a battle manga?”

Nevertheless, honestly speaking, it would be difficult to fend off Mio with both arms not fully functional. It was fortunate that she had no such intentions, but because of that, my interest in her only grew.

Perhaps it was time to delve a bit deeper.

“Say, Mio, you learned martial arts from your father, right?”

“That’s right. Although, he’s not my father by blood.”

“Not by blood?”

“Yes. My real father abandoned me a long time ago.”

“Is that so? My bad, that was insensitive of me.”

“Don’t worry about it, it’s a story from the past.”

I thought it was a blunder, but Mio didn’t falter in her smile. Moreover, I even felt she was enjoying our conversation.

Was it the composure from healing emotional wounds over time, or perhaps…

“We’ve arrived.”

“Hn? Ah…”

As we walked, we came to a stop. Focusing ahead, I was greeted by a wall extending several meters──Asagami was there to welcome us.

“Well then, this is where I leave you. Please take care of your sisters.”

“Thanks again for everything.”

Mio turned her back, walking away in the opposite direction.

There was still so much I wanted to ask her, but right now, my priority was the safety of Kanade and Rio. I couldn’t afford any more delays.

I quickly obtained permission through the intercom and stepped inside.

“Man, this is really a huge house…”

The Asagami Group──having known them since I was a child, I had been here a few times, but each visit always reminded me of the different worlds we lived in.

It was the perfect place for a lady from a manga or drama to live.

The building itself was two-storied, but even just glancing around the first floor revealed dozens of doors. The corridor stretched farther than the eye could see.

Though I had received permission via the intercom, it was far too vast to search on my own.

As I walked without issue, a young woman—or rather, a girl—dressed in black clothes seemed to notice me from a distance. She approached me.

“I have been expecting you, Minato Kurogane-sama. The master is waiting for you.”

“And you are?”

“Let’s just say I’m a bodyguard serving the master. You’re here because of the young lady’s matter, right? This way.”

Her invitation was as if she had anticipated my arrival.

The conversation was moving swiftly… No, too swiftly.

I wondered if this was the result of that woman’s interference, but the likelihood seemed low.

For now, I calmed my heart and followed the girl.

After walking silently for about a minute, the girl stopped in front of a room that was different from the others, even noticeable through the door.

There was a scope camera-like device installed on this door that wasn’t present on the others.

“What is this place?”

“It’s an in-house medical room. Please proceed alone from here. The master and mistress are ahead.”

“Your young lady, too?”

“It’s best to see with your own eyes. Whether to forgive the young lady or not… That’s up to the master and you.”

Leaving those words behind, the girl departed.

“This might be bad…”

Her reaction… Perhaps even the Asagami Group’s butler was aware of the situation.

Given the attitude towards Kanade, who was the master’s daughter, maybe Akutsu and the man with sunglasses had already been dismissed?

To make a person atone for their sins, it usually requires police involvement.

Moreover, considering the subject was the underage Kanade and the heiress of the Asagami Group, there would undoubtedly be significant uproar.

Being guided to the in-house medical room… For the time being, that should be a relief.

I convinced myself of that and knocked on the door several times.

“It’s Kurogane Minato, isn’t it?”

A calm male voice could be heard from inside.

“Sorry to bother you when you’re busy, but I’d like some of your time.”

“No problem. The door is unlocked. Just come in.”

With the other party’s consent, I opened the door.

“Are you, Kanade’s…?”

“Yes, we haven’t met before. I am Asagami Noboru. To meet under these circumstances… I am truly…”

“No need for apologies. Where is your daughter?”

Ignoring the sincere man before me, I surveyed the room.

The first thing to come into my view was a living room of about 20 tatami mats. In the center was a white bed with a girl lying on it.

It was clear who she was. It seemed her consciousness had not yet returned.

I looked to the right and left, and at the end of the room on a sofa, there were three figures.

Among them, two faces were well-known to me.