Chapter 9: Countless Futures Stained With Blood

One day, during class... Well, the teacher suddenly had something to do, so it became self-study, and while the students were spending their own time, I was staring at my notebook.

"... I made it 'cause I've got nothing to do."

Originally, it would be better to study, but as a self-study, I made something like a scenario chart for Byouai.

I'm not the protagonist, so there's no point in making something like this, that's why when I look at this from an objective point of view, I laugh at how crazy it really is.

(...I don't remember the general events that the protagonist follows, but I remember most of Chisome... Even so, how much does development team want to kill the protagonist?)

The actual story begins at the beginning of the second year, at that point, there are already some heroines who the protagonist are on good terms.

Chisome will be entering high school next year, so it will inevitably be the first time they meet each other, but... well, let's take a quick look.

April 12th, an event where the hero meet Chisome for the first time

On April 13th, he bumped into Chisome and ended up talking to her alone.

On April 17th, the two of them had talked before, and they became friends to some extent, and the conversation became lively and their relationship deepened.(As for the early stages, it's an event that deepens relationships that can be said to be the royal road of a common romantic comedy alright.)

The occasional choices don't have any particular meaning, in this way, just going through the event of getting along smoothly with Chisome leads to a dead end, and all that can be said about it was, it really is a bug character.

(In the first place, Chisome doesn't think anything about the protagonist and even though they seem to be getting along well, in the end she only thinks of it as food...)

Basically any love game takes a long time to deepen the relationship with the heroine.

It's true that the older heroine (a senpai) is the one who will start dating at the earliest stage, but it will be by November of that year with her... even if one were to rush that's only about it at the earliest.

But the fastest time to be eaten by Chisome is May... Yeah, no dreams or hopes.

(Even if one is lucky enough to cross the first deadline, the hero will die each time if mistake were made in one of the options a several times after that... The only thing the player get by choosing the right option is the beautiful illustrations and the enjoyment of talking with Chisome.)

By repeating save and load many times, I really tried to force and do my best to choose an option that wouldn't die and move on...I, who used to do that over and over again, is now Chisome's older brother, and I'm deeply moved by the fact that I'm spending the most fulfilling days.

After that, self-study time ended, and when I casually looked at the screen of my smartphone, I saw a message from Chisome.

["Fufufu, Nii-san, perhaps you were think about me? *pip*pip* my Nii-san's sensor reacted!!"]

"...*Fuu*, that Chisome fellow."

I chuckled.

She doesn't usually say 'gozaru', so it's a bit of a fresh sentence, that girl who was said to be the Goddess of Death is saying something like this, you know?

(... Not that I'm trying to sound conceited, but if I hadn't been there for her, Chisome would have been what she was supposed to be, so I feel like I'm doing a lot of continuous fine play.)

Of course, not only out of sense of duty, I sincerely want to look after her, and I also do think of her as someone precious.

"Or rather, she sent it during the class...that can't be happenin' right."

With a grin on my face, I sent this reply with the feeling of teasing Chisome.

["You got that good alright. Let's get married."]

I typed it and sent it, but thinking maybe this is a little bit gross, I reflected on it immediately.

Although it was marked as read in an instant, I was too embarrassed and immediately put the smartphone in my bag.

"Got anything wrong? Your face somehow is gettin' red for some reason?"

"... No, is nothing much."

My cheeks were certainly getting hot, and my friend seemed to be concerned about that.

I look at him who borrows a chair from the front seat and faces me, and I say in a serious tone.

"... You, who are you again?"

"Oi... You kidding me right? Even after we... playin' and partnering close much. You said you'd leave Chisome-chan to me, didn't you!"

"No I ain't saying such thing you scum."

Then we burst out at each other out of nowhere.

"You really are a siscon, aren't you?"

"Shut up. Anyone with a cute little sister like that will become a siscon."

"You're not wrong alright."

Though I said that, I'll say this many times but, I won't let you have her!!

"By the way, you really haven't forgotten my name, have you?"

"ain't that obvious, Shinji."

In what world is there anyone who forgets the names of friends who are usually together with?

It feels like it's been a long time since I've said that name out of nothing much, but Sakaki Shinji, who's right in front of me, and Someya Kouki, who had a stomach ache and went straight to the bathroom as soon as he took a break, are especially my close friends.

"I was replying a message to Chisome is all."

"... Keh, you Riajuu."

Fufufu, Jealousy am I right? If provoked, the iron fist will fly, so let's finish it with a wry smile.

For the time being, the two friends are naturally acquainted with Chisome, and have had some conversations.

Even though I knew it was impossible, at that time, I was worried about Chisome's condition, thinking that she wouldn't eat them right, while being nervous,

"Or rather, being a Rijuu with my sister is just a No right"

"Riajuu is Riajuu you shithead! Or like, having such a tremendous level of beauty as your sister, then you're definitely a winner in life!"

"The hurdles for the winners huh… Well yea that is certainly high."

"Right? no wait, don't just earnestly accept that!"

He's a busy guy who from time to time gets loud and quiet, but things has been like this since middle school, so it's almost like a daily occurrence.

After that, Kouki, who has just returned from the restroom, joins in the conversation and spends a turbulent break.

Then time passed and it was lunch break, the encounter happened on the way home after finishing lunch and going to the bathroom.

"Otto..."

"Kyaa..."

When I turned the corner in the hallway, I bumped into a female student.

Even though I said bumped into, it wasn't that strong, so that other student didn't fall on her butt... but when I saw who that student is, I felt a chill in my heart.

(... thats Misora right)

Shindou Misora――She is the heroine of this world, with whom I had no contact since we were in the same class but had never had a clear conversation until now, and had never gotten involved with.

"sorry Shindou. I got a little dazed there."

That said, It is only polite to apologize to anyone.

"No, I too was a little dazed here. I'm sorry to bother you."

Saying that, Misora bowed her head.

I was almost overwhelmed by the good posture of a young lady, but although she's certainly the heroine, right now she's just another classmate.... Well this, in particular, is what you call it a useless worry.

(can't help it to get some cold feet. not like I'm the protagonist anyway.)

Precisely because I'm not the protagonist, this kind of chance encounter doesn't mean anything.

Because I know about this world, If I act like the main character, I might get Misora's interest, I also liked Misora's yandere, so I'm hoping for a mufufu development.... But, that's only a story if I had the appeal or charm for it right.

"Well then, if you'll excuse me."

"Yea... no really it was my bad.""

"Fufu, that's already fine as it is. Well then."

Un, to brilliantly have no interest at all, I get it but still.

"Even so..."

Misora is definitely a beauty, not just me, but all my classmates would say so.

However, when I look at Chisome on a regular basis, just as I thought, no matter how much Misora is, the way of saying it is bad, but it ended up looking inferior.

In the world of Byouai, I've always liked Chisome... Maybe that changed to a stronger feeling after spending time with her.

"Un?"

I was watching Misora's back like that, when I suddenly felt someone's gaze on me and turned my eyes to that direction, the main character, Souma, was staring at me.

"What's up with him"

Such honest words leaked out.

In the end, Soma was called away by a friend but... since that day, when Soma and I accidentally bumped into each other, I've been stared at from time to time like this.

"... no way that could be it"

Like why are you here, a gaze that makes him feel vague like that, it got me thinking that maybe――he too was the same as me.

It wouldn't hurt to just let it be for the time being.

In that way, I was able to have a problem in a sense, If I talk to Chisome about this kind of problem, I think it'll end up as no longer matter.

"... uhhh"

All that, was what I was thinking but, after school it was waiting.

"Nii-san, you said let's get married didn't you?"

"..."

The moment I joined Chisome, I was cornered against a wall.

"... Chisome-san?"

"You said let's get married didn't you?"

I realized that it was revenge for teasing her in that message.

"Heart... fluttered?"

"...a"

I had a vivid memory of that line.

"Heart... fluttered? I'll eat you 'kay?"

It's the final line of one of the many dead endings.

".....fluttered... Of course it will you little!!"

"Kyaan♪"

But well... I won't be eaten, and I know that Chisome genuinely cares about me as an older brother.

Playing around with Chisome like this, and Kuro Chisome will come along before anyone knows it, that's just how much we care about each other.

"But that was really a surprise attack, Nii-san. it makes me yelled in the classroom you know."

"Were you that surprised?"

"Un. I was so surprised that I almost ate everyone in the class."

"alright you better not you better not"

I see now, so there was a future in which a large number of people would die if one wrong step was made..... Mouth is the source of disaster, let's remember it to not say anything careless next time.