Chapter 6 – Nightmarish Girl

My name is Uta Miyako. Ever since I was a little, I was always being praised as an angelic girl.

During my first grade of elementary school, I had always manage to get excellent grades on all the school subjects that I put my mind on.

My face is quite well-proportioned, adorable, and not mention beautiful enough that it could be easily be described as angelic. I am capable of captivating everyone with my charms, regardless of their feelings.

At six years old, I had already mastered the skills needed to get far in life. I was never conceited, I never tried to be modest more than necessary. I am considerate to other people, and I treated everyone kindly. When I do this, my allies would increase, and my enemies would hesitate to lay their hand on me.

Something strange happened to me when I encountered two boys for the first at a nearby park. They were Obi Haruka and Kureha Shun. I was seven years old at the time.

I remembered that Shun was immediately smitten by me. He was probably fascinated at the first beautiful girl he ever saw. He tried very hard to leave a good impression on me.

On the other hand, Haruka was pretty indifferent towards me. His attention was more focused on his older sister, Yuzurika, who was four years older than me.

Young as I was, I already understood that not everything could be mine. But still, I was frustrated of Haruka’s lack of interest in me. Because of that, I actively tried in getting along with him.

It took a while, but little by little Haruka eventually opened his heart to me.

Finally, I had succeeded in stealing Haruka away from Yuzurika, whom I somewhat hate. I remembered a jolt sensual pleasure coarsing throughout my body when I did it, even though I was still a child at the time.

Haruka had a habit of expressing his love to me through his words and actions. Whenever he whispered his love or when I was hugged by him, I felt happy, joyful, blissful, and overwhelmed with pleasure.

It felt good to be loved by him. Feeling his body warmth against my bare skin was pleasant. Every time I touched Haruka, I experienced a sensation as if our hearts were connected, and then sweet affection will course deeply throughout my entire body.

I made a promise that I will marry him when we grow up. By then, my priorities had narrowed down greatly, my attention is only on him. I know that Haruka was the only one for me.

As I got older, my possessiveness and obsession became stronger. With a frown, I forbid him from being friendly with and talking to other girls except when it’s only necessary. Haruka agreed with a resounding “Okay.” without doubting me for even a moment. It made me really happy.

Yuzurika, Haruka’s older sister, just couldn’t help but dote on her younger brother no matter how old he was. Even though I ordered him to not be friendly with other girls, his sister apparently doesn’t count. I kept uttering curses at home, wishing for Yuzurika’s death every day.

While Haruka and I were getting along just fine, Shun was usually there with us. Since I was playing the role of an angel, I refrained from exposing my contempt towards him. But still, I found Shun’s presence a hinderance. Because he was there with us, Because when he was there with us, Haruka wouldn’t whisper his love to me.

It was around the time when I was twelve years old, during the sixth grade of elementary school. I began to understand the value of Shun’s presence, despite him being a hinderance to me as time goes by.

One day, Shun and I were chatting together. While I was waiting for Haruka to come, I casually and nonchalantly brushed off Shun’s words from one ear to another, though I didn’t show it in my attitude.

When we met up with Haruka, he had a conflicting look on his face. He was very agitated. His gaze were wandering aimlessly, even though he usually looks at me in the eye when we’re talking to each other.

It was not until a little later that I noticed the reason for his suspicious behavior.

Unlike me, who had been hailed as an angelic girl from the very beginning, Shun was rather just an ordinary boy when he first entered school.

But around a year of two, some people began to notice that he had a promising future and was very valuable as a man. By the time that he was nine or ten years old, he was already as popular as I was.

Whenever students in the same grade as us were talking about love, our names would always come up without fail.

With so many people interested in us, it was inevitable that rumors of us being together would circulate.

When I was twelve years old, Haruka and I were in different classes.

Although I didn’t see or hear it firsthand, when the students started a rumor that Shun and I were dating. Haruka, who always had a gentle smile on his face, got emotional and denied the rumor.

They are not going out. They are only hanging out because they’re childhood friends, Haruka said while he was fuming. Haruka’s reasons was met with ridicule, and the people who were listening were making fun of him.

The moment I heard about it, I could feel my heart rising in temperature. I distinctly remember feeling a deep affection towards Haruka.

He always wallow in jealousy whenever I was getting along with Shun and the other boys. He would express his feelings so intensely to the point that I found it surprising, since normally he was usually calm.

Since I realized that it was useless to deny the rumors, I left Haruka alone without getting involved. Whenever the students got exciting in talking about it, Haruka would always denied it, apparently not reading the mood around him.

Whenever Shun and I got along well with each other, Haruka would desperately try to interrupt us.

If Shun and I would promise to go on a play date along with a group of friends, Haruka would hear about it from somewhere and tried to accompany us.

Whenever I would have a date with Haruka, I would smile weakly, while saying “I would’ve been better if Shun was with us”.

If Shun was serious about choosing a present for my birthday, Haruka would try hard to surpass him.

If I was surrounded by cool boys and pampered by them, Haruka would stare at me from afar with a bitter expression on his face.

By the time that I was aware of it, my heart would fill with a black, murky substance. I would tremble with an unbearably pleasant sensation from it.

Whenever I saw Haruka burning his heart with jealousy, a sweet and pleasant bolt of lightning would run down my spine. There were many times that I would feel so good that I would involuntarily wet my underwear.

Some poeple may consider him as creepy, akin to a stalker. But not me.

I just couldn’t get enough of making Haruka jealous.

When I turned thirteen years old, I decided to reject physical touches to Haruka altogether. I would only make light body touches to Shun.

I was lonely for not being able to kiss Haruka, let alone hold his hand. But the look of despair on his face brought so much ecstasy in my heart that it made up for the loneliness.

By the time I turned fourteen, I was in eighth grade of elementary school by then. I would explicitly discriminate between Haruka and Shun.

Every time I would compare the two, Haruka would make a desperate plea. Seeing that, I would writhe in pleasure, filling my heart with joy.

I was not worried about other girls taking Haruka away from me. I did not doubt in the slightest about Haruka’s strong feelings of affection towards me.

I would sometimes talk to Haruka alone, as if I was giving water to a withering plant. Whenever that happens, he would look so happy that it warmed my heart.

I loved to see Haruka jealous, but I also loved seeing him happy.

This distorted daily life continued for a long time.

It’s stil ongoing.

Lately, Haruka has not been showing his jealousy as much as he used to.

He just looks at me and Shun with a pained expression on his face, as if he was tired.

As if to light a fire in him, I asked Haruka for advice about my love affair with Shun. Up until now, I had only been giving him hints. But now, for the first time ever, I clearly conveyed my favor of Shun to him.

My acting skills was pretty good, if I said so myself. Haruka was easily fooled.

As expected, Haruka’s face crumpled up in despair, as if he had witnessed the end of the world. Seeing him like that made me really happy, I could only imagine that he would seek me more desparately from now on.

With every word I utter, he would feel happy. With every word, despair.

Every time that I recognized that everything about Haruka was mine, my thoughts would tinge with ecstacy.

On April this year, Haruka celebrated his birthday and turned sixteen years old.

On September, I would have my birthday too, making me eligible to get married.

At that time, I will ask Haruka to marry me.

In return for all the pleasure that Haruka has given me, I will give my hand in marriage to him.

My heart was filled in happiness as I imagined the look on Haruka’s face.

Once again, I checked the date on the calendar.

My birthday is in a hundred days.

I had never waited so long for my birthday.

“I love you… Haru-kun.”

I lay on my bed, gently caressing the toy ring that I’m wearing on my left hand.

Whenever I was at home, I would always wear a gift that Haruka has given me.

Toy rings, brooches, necklaces, earrings, ribbons. From the cheapest to the most expensive, I had carefully kept all the gifts that Haruka has given me and wore them only in the house.

Everyday I would stare at them, touch them. Doing so makes me happy before I go to sleep.

I’m sure that I would sleep well tonight.

I curled up in bed, and imagined a happy future with Haruka.

In the midst of my happy fantasies, I would soon lost consciousness.

With a peaceful expression on Miyako’s face, she drifts off to sleep.