Sister Qiu Might Be Human

Honami Ichinose was still waiting anxiously. On one hand, this was truly her first time dealing with a confession, but on the other, she didn't have those feelings right now, which left her very troubled.

She was thinking about how to handle this matter, which was why she'd sought out Beihai, but she also didn't want more people to know about it.

After all, whether the confession was rejected or something else happened, once it came to light, it wouldn't look good for either party.

So the question was—if she refused, that would be trampling on someone's first brave step. What should she do?

Honami Ichinose sank into a long contemplation, nearly drifting all the way to the origins and development of the universe.

Just as her brain's CPU was running at full throttle, Beihai arrived. He'd moved quickly after receiving the message, immediately breaking away from his two-person group and appearing before Honami Ichinose.

The moment he arrived, Beihai quickly scanned the surroundings. Finding no third party, he anxiously grabbed her shoulders.

"Ichinose, please don't do anything rash! You're still young, just in high school—you need to focus on your studies. Study well, and you'll have a proper youth. With a proper youth, you can find a higher-quality match."

Honami Ichinose's head was spinning from the shaking. Beihai's movements were so fast that before she could react, she couldn't get a word out.

That shaking shattered all her tension and thoughts. The origins of the universe didn't matter at all—what mattered was making him stop. She was really getting dizzy.

"Stop, stop! Beihai, please stop for a second!"

Hearing Honami Ichinose's plea, Beihai finally let go, also realizing his actions had been quite unreasonable.

He quickly pulled his hands away from her shoulders, feeling a bit awkward.

Beihai knew he'd been too hasty, but he couldn't help it. After all the effort he'd put in over the years, he'd finally started seeing some progress—he really didn't want it all to collapse.

"Ahem, then let's get serious. How are you feeling?"

Honami Ichinose breathed a sigh of relief as the conversation got on track. Though she didn't understand why he was so anxious when she was the one being confessed to.

But she didn't have time to dwell on it—her thoughts might stray into dangerous territory. After all, she'd come to him for help, not to add another headache.

"It's a love letter. My feelings are really complicated right now. Honestly, I'm not ready at all. If I rashly agree, it might hurt both of us. But if I don't agree..."

The more Honami Ichinose spoke, the more worried she sounded, her voice growing softer.

After hearing her out, Beihai understood her thoughts and immediately offered a solution—using a formulaic approach.

"No problem. You can say something like, 'Thank you, but you're a good person. Let's just be friends.'"

A very standard formula—a gentle refusal without too much loss of face. You couldn't force it, after all. How could two unwilling people ever come together?

If the rejected party had any sense, they might loudly declare, "I won't give up!" Then, in the following days, buy breakfast every day and such. After that, it was up to fate—maybe a clearer boundary, maybe the other party would agree. It wasn't impossible.

Especially with someone as gentle as Honami Ichinose. Whether she was hard to win over was hard to judge, since you never knew if her kindness came from not wanting to hurt you or from genuine liking.

Honami Ichinose nodded slightly. This answer wasn't surprising—she knew such a formulaic, simple approach existed.

Now the situation had shifted again. Before, she didn't know what to do. Now, with a third party involved, the psychological pressure was much lighter.

After all this talking and thinking, the person who'd confessed finally arrived.

The moment they appeared, Beihai was stunned. He felt he'd been a bit stereotypical—who said love letters could only be from a boy to a girl or a girl to a boy? Yuri was the real deal!

Suddenly, he didn't think Honami Ichinose dating was such a bad thing.

The newcomer was a very cute girl, one who was especially close to Honami Ichinose—her name was Shiranami Chihiro.

Shiranami Chihiro was already feeling nervous inside. When she arrived and saw not only her crush but also an outsider, she sensed something was wrong.

Honami Ichinose took a deep breath, stepped forward, and prepared to face her fate.

"I think this is fine. Why not just agree?"

Honami Ichinose's step faltered, her thoughts thrown into chaos again. Was this really why she'd called him here?

Shiranami Chihiro had been hanging her head, feeling like she had no chance and this was about to fall apart. But hearing that, she suddenly felt a glimmer of hope—maybe, just maybe, he was here to cheer them on!

Honami Ichinose saw the atmosphere turning awkward. Beihai's one sentence had silenced both of them, and now Shiranami Chihiro was clearly getting restless.

If this stalemate continued, something bad might happen. She had to stitch things up before the wound fully split. She quickly spoke.

"No, no, Chihiro. I don't have those feelings right now."

The flame of hope that had just risen in Shiranami Chihiro's heart was completely extinguished. With the main party saying so, there was no suspense left. But she didn't want this to create a rift between her and Honami Ichinose.

"Can we still be good friends?"

Honami Ichinose, afraid of hurting Shiranami Chihiro, quickly nodded. Then she felt a bit annoyed at Beihai—she'd spent Points to call him, and he'd almost helped the wrong side. It wasn't worth it.

Despite the promise, Shiranami Chihiro's face was still red. Things had a lag effect, and once she came to her senses, she felt too embarrassed to stay and quickly ran off.

Honami Ichinose was frozen in place but couldn't do anything. If she followed to comfort her and got misunderstood, it would just look like she was mocking her. So she could only feel troubled.

"How could you do that? The situation nearly got out of control."

Still, the problem was solved—even if not in the way she'd imagined.

Beihai, on the other hand, felt a bit regretful. The only yuri he knew of was a ruthless woman called Sister Qiu. Though Sister Qiu was human, the chances of her being human weren't high.

"Beihai, why did you change your mind midway? That's not what we agreed on."

"Just an accident. It's solved anyway. I've got things to do, so I'm leaving."

Beihai didn't want to argue further—it would be a waste of time.