"No!!!"

  What was this feeling? Why did I lose my rationality? Why did my mouth act before my brain reacted? What was my retionship with Charlotte? Just like she said, Charlotte was a beautiful Alpha girl...I knew she had many suitors but I kept her hanging. Where was my confidence coming from? What was the basis of my confidence in believing that Charlotte would pursue me to the end?

  Shinonawa Charlotte was also a human. Even you had given up the fruitless love with Erika in your previous life. Suiri, what were you? I asked myself such a simple question.

  Were you trying to make an excuse to evade your feelings again? Just because Shinonawa Charlotte was the novel's main heroine in your previous life, you didn't dare to move forward...

  Perhaps, I was just out of my comfort zone for not too long. The unknown realm called 'Love', why was it so scary?

  Otonashi Sakura was right. I almost forgot that she was basically a f*tanari. She wasn't picky in the first pce, whether Alpha or Omega. She could date them all. Her straightforwardness made me caught off guard. I was her Oshii...but stealing Charlotte from me...Wait, when did Charlotte become mine?

  I didn't know anymore. My mind was extremely puzzled as everything became so confused. She was supposed to teach me love, and Otonashi-san said so. This morning was supposed to be our date, right? How did it become a competition between us?

  "Huh? No?"

  "What do you mean, Sui-chan?"

  Otonashi-san took a sip of her coffee, her eyes stared at me while raising a teasing tone.

  What do you mean? What did I mean? I meant you couldn't do that...But did I have the right to stop her from doing so?

  "I heard from Charlotte-san that your retionship is still undetermined..."

  "It means that no one belongs to whom"

  *Slurp*

  Otonashi-san presented her well-found reasoning. It was reasonable but uncomfortable at the same time. I realized I didn't understand anything about this girl sitting before me. I lowered my head in shame as my pair of eyes stared at the cup of cappuccino still drinking halfway.

  The white smoke from its hotness had been dissipated...slowly.

  "You're right"

  I spoke. That was right. Currently, I belonged to no one so did they. My eyes parted away from the cup of cappuccino and changed its direction toward the crimson-haired girl. Her frankness caught me off guard but it was quite pleasant. Instead of trying hard to guess others' meanings behind their words, I received the answer immediately. Whether the answer was satisfying or not, I always appreciated this kind of person, just like a certain girl in my previous world.

  I hoped she still lived well.

  "So..?"

  Otonashi-san said as her words pulled my thoughts back to reality.

  "I don't know anymore..."

  I compined slightly.

  "Don't know anymore? What do you mean?"

  She asked.

  "I don't know if this feelings are right. Was it born from the guilty conscience for hanging Charlotte too long? Or Is it the legendary thing called love?"

  I expined and shared my confusion. From the beginning to the end, I didn't know what kind of my retionship with Shinonawa Charlotte was. Under Hyouri's influence, we 'used' her to protect ourselves from the so-called plot. It should have been so.

  "Oh, I understood"

  She nodded as if she knew something.

  "It's quite easy, you know. Do you desire her?"

  She continued to ask.

  Did I desire her? Of course, somehow, I wanted to...Suddenly a scene when Charlotte taking off her clothes in my room rewound in my memory. I didn't know if Alpha girl in this world was different from women in my previous life but her figure was quite good and tempting. It would be a lie if I didn't have any desire. Perhaps, knowing her beforehand, I understood what kind of personality Charlotte was.

  "I don't know"

  Of course, this answer was to save my face.

  "Don't know, again. Then, do you mind if I became her wife?"

  She said in an irritated tone.

  "No"

  Once again, this feeling...It acted out of the blue and didn't give my brain time to process.

  "Are you an idiot?"

  She murmured with a frustrated face. Her hand covered her face to express her helplessness.

  I knew this feeling would prevent Charlotte from having a partner for now, but I didn't accept her as a partner either. It was quite conflicting, but this feeling must be so. If my life were written as a storybook, the readers would 'diss' me to death.

  To be honest, there was something that prevented me from recognizing this feeling. The guilty conscience, the arrogance of a transmigrator, the forbidden memories that shouldn't have existed in this world, and the unbanced mentality. If you had God's point of view, the love retionship between me and Charlotte would be like a toxin.

  Why did I think so? You transmigrated into a book and you knew the characters and their personalities very well. You knew what they would be like if you loved them. However, would you be happy? No...Because you had intercepted the fate of the characters in advance...Shinonawa Charlotte should've belonged to Hinata. Therefore, it could be said this retionship would turn toxic.

  My self-esteem was triggered when I thought about it...A pathetic person who couldn't find a single love had to steal and intercept the other's destiny...

  The more I thought about it, the more disgusted I felt. I had walked on this path to the end but I didn't cross the finish line.

  I realized I wasn't different from my 'buddy' in my previous life...

  A wretched thief.

  *sigh*

  Ignoring a sarcastic question from Otonashi Sakura, Suiri just let out a deep sigh because she, herself, didn't know how to handle many complicated feelings in her heart. This Saturday was supposed to be a date so she could learn more about love. Nevertheless, Sakura became a second girl making her face those hidden feelings again.

  Perhaps, receiving only a sigh, Sakura was also in contemption. 'Did I go too far?' She thought. For a girl who didn't know anything about love, Sakura could only follow the current.

  She knew that she couldn't push Suiri so hard.

  "What a beautiful morning"

  Sakura awkwardly changed the conversation as her eyes darted to the outside of the gss door. Following Sakura's gaze, Suiri also directed her side toward the beautiful scenery. This building was built like her secret pce so no one could disturb her working on music. The furniture didn't occupy this pce much and many empty pces were spared for her 'inspiration' process.

  "Um..."

  Suiri replied as the two of them fell into a peaceful yet awkward atmosphere.

  "Sorry, I thought it was easy but it seems to be easy only for me"

  Sakura gave an apology. In her previous life, the lesson 'I can do it. Why can you?' was still imprinted in her memory. Because Sakura had fallen in love once, she had a general idea of the concept of love.

  "Um...It's not your fault. The problem lies in me"

  Suiri spoke softly and continued to enjoy her drink.

  Sakura's eyes widened slightly at the scene in front of her eyes but she quickly concealed it.

  "Is that so?"

  Sakura said.

  "Nee"

  Suiri called.

  "Hmm?"

  Sakura just hummed.

  "Why will every protagonist in the Isekai genre have the heart of the heroines? What about the original protagonist with the heroines?"

  Suiri asked a long question.

  "Reader will feel that it's natural for the protagonist to intercept the heroine's original love beforehand. However, do they feel guilty when they become a third party in a sense?"

  Suiri pondered why stirring her cup.

  Those questions almost made Sakura choke by her saliva. Countless questions popped up in Sakura's mind at this moment. In the original story of the game, was there such a line in the dialogue that she had skipped?

  Unfortunately, the possibility of 'Suiri being Haruto' didn't appear in her mind. Sakura just thought Suiri read too much Isekai genre and took them as a reference in love. After all, Japan is a country where Reincarnation has taken the peak position in 2D literature.

  Everywhere you went online for a book search, you would see 'another world', bh bh bh.

  Of course, Suiri had known the answer. It was because of the arrogance of a transmigrator. You knew the flow of the world had been written in a novel more than hundreds of pages. Therefore, you couldn't help but let your conscious look down on the people of this world.

  They were either 'Since you haven't met the heroine, I met her first so I have no guilty conscience' or 'I believe that I'm a much better piece to match the heroine'. How many protagonists had this kind of logic?

  This kind of love wasn't different from the antagonist in those NTR mangas. Just because you knew how future events would deploy. Whether it was good or bad, you would make them better to your benefit. It was a human nature.

  'In a sense of someway, I'm still the viliness taking advantage of the future knowledge' Suiri mented herself. If she accepted Charlotte's love, she would be an antagonist who stole the love of the original male protagonist, Hinata.

  She just wanted to hear the other's opinions about it.

  "Hahaha~, you're so funny. Read less Isekai manga. They have no use of reference. There's no way that people reincarnate in a different world. Believe more in science"

  Sakura ughed awkwardly.

  "Umm...You're right. There's no way...Haha"

  Suiri's voice gradually became smaller. What was she asking? An outsider...Ridiculous...Luckily, she hadn't been sent to the mental hospital by her family in this life if she revealed such a shocking secret.

  Even though she couldn't smile naturally, her 'haha' was like a noun, sounding depressive.

  "Umm, anou...Sakura-san"

  Suiri gradually changed to called Sakura's main name.

  "Yes, I don't mind if you call my name"

  "Be natural"

  Sakura replied, easing the tense atmosphere that Suiri created.

  "Can I hug you?"

  Suiri suddenly asked.

  Her sudden request caused Sakura to choke for a second time.

  "Umm...Okay, How can I refuse a request from a beautiful Omega like you?"

  Sakura chuckled and flirted at the same time. However, Suiri's expression didn't change much because she had gotten used to it. Even she had heard and read the more outrageous flirt than Sakura's.

  Suiri immediately moved her seat and sat on Sakura's legs. Her hand hooked around Sakura's neck. Of course, she couldn't forget to 'check' Sakura's softest parts. She was a man with the skin of a woman after all.

  Sakura's hands supported Suiri's body gently as she was afraid that Suiri would fall.

  Strange.

  *Thump*

  *Thump*

  *Thump*

  It raced up a bit and it quickly calmed down. Weird...It was not much different when Charlotte was with her. Did her heart have some strange disease?

  The whole new experience made Suiri more and more confused. As a result, she really couldn't use heartbeat as an instrument test.

  "I'm sorry if I'm heavy"

  Suiri said that as she stood up from Sakura's p.

  "No no no, you're just too light"

  Sakura waved her hands and quickly spoke. Something below her body was rising and it wasn't a good thing. She hoped that Suiri wouldn't feel the bulge inside her pants. She almost couldn't control the redness from her face. Her mentality was like a pervert Ojii-san. Women could also appreciate another beautiful woman.

  At this moment, Sakura was afraid that she couldn't control the redness all over her face. She begged in her heart that Suiri didn't notice it.

  "How is it?"

  Sakura tried to cover her embarrassment by asking another question. She took time to ease the nervousness and those strange feelings inside her heart.

  "I have a small reaction but not much"

  Suiri replied honestly. Her heart did react a little bit but she wondered what it was. In her opinion, even though she had lived together with Otonashi Sakura, they were just in a premise retionship between a fan and a pseudo-idol. Even though Sakura stated that she loved me, her love was purely for an Oshii. Even though they should've had a date to learn about love, Suiri had smelled a triangle retionship and the arrows' direction was quite confused.

  Sakura didn't know why but her heart moved when she heard that answer from the heroine. It meant that her frankness had been rewarded as Suiri should've had a good impression on her.

  "Heartbeat didn't work anyway"

  "How about music?"

  Sakura raised a suggestion.

  "Music?"

  Suiri tilted her head cutely.

  "Hehe, when I was young, a talented pianist teacher taught me that music was a miracle creation of humans. You know, music can express freely emotions of humans. Sad, joy, bitter, sweet, and many more emotions. However, he was like you..."

  "Because he couldn't create a piece with the theme 'love' even though his talent was no worse than you"

  "It might sound like an exaggeration but I believe in his talent"

  Suiri watched Sakura bragging about the pianist teacher in a daze. In a moment, Suiri noticed something. Sakura's androgynous face was less like a mask but a reminiscent and proud one. As if that teacher was all of her life...

  After listening to a long talk, Suiri watched that beautiful face worsen. The reminiscent and proud disappeared and were repced with a frown but it returned to the mask before quickly.

  "Your teacher is awesome"

  Suiri commented. Suiri found that the person in Sakura's mouth was indeed a good person. He had the same mentality as her. Several points were simir to each other. Suiri believed that she could be a bestie to this person. Perhaps, they could colborate and give birth to many masterpieces. Of course, if Suiri knew that the teacher was her, she wouldn't have had such a thought.

  "Isn't it?"

  Sakura proudly said.

  "Are you in love with him?"

  Suiri asked for more information. She knew that kind of look. It was a maiden in love. Yet, it led to another problem...If she loved him that much, why did Sakura approach her?

  "Yes"

  Without any hesitation, Sakura replied honestly, following the voice of her heart. Yes, she loved him.

  "Then, Wh..."

  Before Suiri could ever ask again, Sakura gave her no time, let alone a misunderstanding.

  "He's gone..."

  Sakura told Suiri. Her expression showed a trace of regret, powerlessness, and loneliness.

  "Oh, I-I'm sorry"

  Suiri gazed down, her cup of cappuccino had been emptied. She seemed to step on the other's ndmine.

  "..."

  Sakura shook her head.

  "You've done nothing wrong. Sorry for dragging our date atmosphere"

  Saying so, Sakura walked away, finding a piano nearby and sitting on the seat. Her hands put on the piano and pyed the 'Past Life' piece to Suiri's surprise.

  The whole world seemed to be quiet for Suiri. The melody of Past Life...She thought that Sakura would py a piece of her teacher but no. Suiri realized something wrong but she didn't know what was wrong in the process. According to common sense, shouldn't Sakura py her teacher's piece? Why did she py the Past Life?

  Suiri also stood up and sat nearby. From a solo py to a double py, Suiri filled another melody of other instruments that the piano couldn't cover up. The two of them pyed piano like that. When Past Life was finished, Sakura changed notes immediately and let her instinct py by its own. A weird and strange string of notes did break Suiri's defense but she managed to accustom and follow the current by her talents.

  Sakura's lips curled up as her eyes couldn't help but be more reminiscent.

  This feeling, how long has it been? Sakura almost couldn't control her emotions.

  'I wish you could be him, Suiri'. Her eyes formed a liquid crystal, rolling down on her cheeks. Following the w of science, the gravity force took that pearl down and dropped it on her hands. A wheel of fate performed a joke as Suiri's hand went to Sakura's side to press the necessary note to perform...

  *Wet*

  "Eh?"

  Suiri opened her eyes which were closing to enjoy Sakura's strange melody.

  Her beautiful left hand moistened as she began to look over Sakura.

  'Is she crying?' Suiri thought.

  Remembering the conversation earlier, Suiri said nothing to comfort her, letting the girl burst out all her emotions, just like her sister Maria did the same thing to her.

  *His his*

  The weird creation of melody was no longer there but repced by a melody of the heart-breaking maiden.