Meanwhile, Akasaka returned to the hospital, but not to visit Asuna. He had come to see another girl—Usagisawa Misumi.
Usagisawa Misumi lay in her hospital bed, gnawing on an apple as she looked teasingly at Akasaka, who had come to visit her. "I thought you'd forgotten about me. After all, you never came to see me even once."
Akasaka felt somewhat embarrassed. He really had overlooked that.
At the time, all he could think about was saving Asuna, and he had forgotten the beautiful girl before him.
Akasaka set down the fruit basket he had brought, walked over to Usagisawa Misumi, and sat beside her. "Sorry. You know Asuna was in danger before, so I could only look after her first. Don't be jealous."
Akasaka took Usagisawa Misumi's small hand in his.
Usagisawa Misumi lowered her gaze to their clasped hands and said slowly, "It's not something so trivial that made me jealous. It's that you never came to visit me even once."
Akasaka merely smiled without saying anything.
At a time like this, it was better to keep quiet...
Usagisawa Misumi continued slowly, "When I decided to push my good girlfriend, Asuna, toward you, I lost the right to be jealous. After all, I was the one who pushed her toward you."
Usagisawa Misumi took another bite of her apple. Her tone was casual, as though she truly did not care, but she actually cared quite a lot... Akasaka could feel it, because her small hand involuntarily tightened around his.
What a woman who says one thing and means another. But Usagisawa Misumi like this is adorable too, Akasaka thought.
Just then, a mature woman in a black bodycon skirt entered the room. She had long, wavy curls, and she was none other than Usagisawa Misumi's Mother.
Like Usagisawa