Mob Heroine - Chapter 60

Chapter 60 - Fully Bloomed Mob Heroine >>>>>> Main Heroines

I thought she only had eyes for Sanada. I never dreamed... not in a million years... that she’d be interested in a bland, nondescript guy like me.

“Satoru, you treat me lightly, don’t you? You're indifferent, you're not interested, and you don't have a shred of affection for me. That’s exactly the kind of guy I like… Sure, people like Fuko who praise me aren’t bad, but... being treated like dirt is what gives me the biggest thrill.”

“Damned pervert. Don't drag me into your nonsense.”

“Hey, stop it… Could you please not pleasure me any more than this?”

“…”

That hadn’t been my intention. At this point, I felt that anything I said would just end up turning her on, so I forced myself to swallow my words.

“Nihihi. You know, I actually feel like you and I could get along pretty well, Satoru~. I mean, look at us. We’re both losers, aren’t we? You’re getting your beloved Fuko stolen away by Saiga, and I’m just the pathetic girl who can only ever be Saiga’s convenient mistress. Since we’re both losers... why don’t we just comfort each other? You know... lick each other’s wounds?”

“Hard pass. Go lick yourself.”

“Mmh… that’s so hot, more.”

“Stop getting off on every little thing I say. And anyway, if you actually did that, wouldn't it count as cheating? I thought you loved Sanada. Do you really think he'd be okay with that?”

“Hah? He’s cheating on me, so saying I can’t cheat on him doesn’t make any sense, does it? Who cares? I’m just a convenient mistress he uses whenever he wants, anyway.”

“…You’re twisted.”

Her moral compass was completely broken. I couldn't even begin to comprehend a view on love like that.

“If it were me, I’d at least make an effort not to lose.”

I wasn't going to just roll over and remain passive, either. Deliberately, like throwing a bucket of ice water on her... I hit Wannai-san straight-on with a sound argument to counter her twisted logic.

“I'd never accept the person I love being with someone else. If I had a rival, I'd fight them for her, fair and square.”

“That’s impossible. If a girl sees Fuko and still thinks she can win, then she’s an idiot.”

But Wannai-san just returned a sneer that was even colder than before. She practically snorted at my words, looking at me with something close to exasperation.

“There is no way anyone can compete with a girl like her, lol. She's cute, she has a great personality, her body is insanely sexy... she's basically the living embodiment of everything men want. Why would I pick a fight when I know I'm guaranteed to lose?”

...Maybe I really did overdo it during summer break. Even I never expected Mogami-san to become this cute. I thought she had bloomed from a mob heroine and transformed into a main heroine. But maybe... she's completely surpassed even that level.

“And it’s not just me, you know? I'm not the only one who saw Fuko... and admitted defeat.”

If Mogami-san had acquired such monstrous charm that even the main heroines had lost the will to fight—

—then what would those main heroines do next?

“That’s why I’m aiming to become his second girl. I won’t lose to the other girls.”

Giving up on Sanada easily simply wasn’t an option built into their character settings.

Main heroines lived in this world with the obligation to love the protagonist.

So once the top heroine was decided, the rest would desperately fight for second place.

“Are you seriously okay with a life where Sanada just uses you whenever it's convenient?”

“Yeah. I mean, Saiga's happiness is my happiness, right? And for that to happen, Fuko has to fall in love with Saiga. That's the option that will make him the happiest. I'm perfectly happy just getting the leftovers. See? Everyone wins. Why can't you just understand that?”

“—There's no way in hell I could ever understand that.”

It's the kind of logic that claims the greatest happiness is everyone holding hands and crossing the finish line together. But that's just a sham. It's nothing more than an illusion. A pretty lie.

That happiness existed only by sacrificing herself. I absolutely cannot accept a happiness that forces Mogami Fuko to endure something she doesn't want.