“Honestly… shouldn’t you be happy that your idol is getting married?”
“It’s not a marriage yet! Just a relationship with marriage in mind! Ugh… I mean, I’m happy for her, but… I also feel kind of frustrated and conflicted…”
Maybe I should skip school tomorrow…
“Well, come here then. Your girlfriend will comfort you.”
Yuki spread her arms open, and I collapsed into her embrace.
“There, there. You really liked your idol that much, huh?”
She stroked my head gently, speaking to me in a soothing tone like she was comforting a baby. I might be starting to get into this… babying thing…
“Hehe, are you really that sad? So… how does it feel to have both a girlfriend and your favorite idol?”
Huh…?
I looked up to see Yuki smiling down at me, still stroking my head.
“What… do you mean…?”
As I stared in confusion, Yuki cleared her throat and then…
“Thank you all for coming to the concert today!!”
N-no way…
That was definitely Shirayuki’s voice. The same voice I heard yesterday.
Does this mean… Yuki is Shirayuki…!?
“Haha, come on… it’s just an impression, right? You’re really good at it…”
“Come to think of it, yesterday, Shirayuki usually had her hair in two-sided up, but she wore a ponytail. And the ponytail is Yuki’s usual hairstyle. And right now, Yuki has her hair in a two-sided up style.”
If Yuki really is Shirayuki, it would make sense that she couldn’t attend the concert I kept inviting her to. Sometimes she’d come home late at night, and it was Yuki who gave me the winning ticket…
Just a coincidence, right? Yeah…
My heart skipped a beat.
I couldn’t shake off the possibility that flashed through my mind for a moment.
“Kind of scary, isn’t it? When the person closest to you turns out to be your idol crush.”
Yuki, who still had her arms around my back, drew close to my ear.
“Do you still not believe that I’m Shirayuki?” she whispered in Shirayuki’s voice. The sweetness of that familiar voice felt so soothing, I thought I might melt.
“You still don’t believe me? You can always call my agency and ask, ‘Is Konami Yuki actually Yukino Shirayuki?’”
Judging by Yuki’s attitude, it seemed she was telling the truth.
I couldn’t quite wrap my head around the fact that my cheerful, big-sisterly childhood friend and my pure-hearted idol crush were the same person.
“But… why?”
“Why? You mean why I started being an idol? Well, we’re childhood friends who’ve always been by each other’s side, right? It was pretty much a given that we’d eventually become a couple, but… I wanted something different. Just being your know-it-all childhood friend wasn’t enough.”
“You became an idol just for that…?”
“Yup. Though I never expected to get this popular. And then I couldn’t figure out when to quit.”
So, Shirayuki, the nationally beloved idol performing at arenas across the country, did it all… just for me?
“It wasn’t easy, you know. I had to move around sneakily to avoid any scandals the media might catch onto. But now, I don’t need to do that anymore. From now on, both Yuki and Shirayuki are yours to do with as you please.”
Yuki gently pushed me down, leaning over me.
“I’d love to get married and start a family soon, but we’re still in college. We can get married now, but let’s wait to have kids until after graduation. Oh, and I’ve already talked to my agency about making you my exclusive manager after graduation, so no need to worry about a job. You’ll have a permanent position by my side.”
Yuki pressed herself against my chest, her voice laced with warmth and affection.
Since when had I been dancing in the palm of her hand? No… maybe I was captivated by her from the very first moment we met.
“Hey, Shougo, let’s kiss like we always do. Now that I know you love both me and your idol crush. Hehe…”
As I was lost in thought, I felt the warmth of her lips. Yuki’s face was right there, up close, and she kissed me.
“A-ah… I love you, love you…”
The gentle kisses gradually grew more intense…
“Wait… Yuki, this is a bit…”
“What’s wrong? In what way?”
“In… in every way.”
“Oh, I see… or are you really thinking, ‘Shirayuki, the national idol, shouldn’t be kissing me like this’?”
“Ugh…”
She could read my mind like an open book. Well, she always could.
Suppressing my resistance, Yuki entwined her tongue with mine in a deep kiss. I couldn’t resist and simply responded to her passionate kiss.
“Haah… wait, Yuk—”
“Does Akatsuki-san dislike kissing me?” she whispered again in Shirayuki’s voice. The alternating voices only made my head spin.
“If it bothers you that much, I can always quit being an idol. I only did it for you, anyway.”
Her words left me speechless.
If I chose, it might sadden Shirayuki’s fans who support her. Yet, a selfish part of me wanted to keep her all to myself.
Sensing my hesitation, she squeezed my hand tightly.
“Let’s settle this, then. Shougo, do you love…”
“The idol me,” she said in Shirayuki’s voice.
“Or your childhood friend me?”
“Which one do you want as your girlfriend?”
[The End]
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