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"Okay then, see you in the literature club!" A crystalline voice enters my ears. Now that I pay attention to it, it really is a beautiful voice. It soothes me, making me forget my worries.

While I hear her words, all I process is her smile. Its beauty far surpasses anything I've seen before, so it's obvious I would.

I make a small smile and say, "'till then."

I turn my shoulders and head to the classrooms.

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When I enter the school building, my vision is filled with the sight of students making their way to their classes. I take a moment to observe them, noticing they possess no notable features. After all, they're made to be part of the game's background.

Everyone seems to know where they need to go... I'm the opposite; I have absolutely no idea where I should be going, but it will work out alright. If this is the story I wrote, it will surely work out alright.

I make my way to the second floor, turn left and enter the first door I find.

"..." I can easily tell this is my class. None but a single seat remains unoccupied, and there are just a few minutes before lessons start.

That said, I'm not going to attend the lesson.

In order to ensure I can save all four, every second matters. Since I already know their personalities and preferences, I can handle them. It would be no trouble to get them to spend time with me, and if I do so, they will inevitably fall in love with me. After that step is completed, I can solve the problem.

First, make them care for me. Next, change the way they think.

Many of the things I'll do are brutal in a way, but they're essential to end this story well.

As for who I'll be spending time with...

I can't spend time with Sayori. She wants everything to go on as normal, so seeming too desperate to spend time with her is the worst thing I can do. She picked up on my sudden change; she may pick up on my knowing about her depression. The moment she does so, the whole situation will degenerate.

I don't have to spend time with Monika right now. She's the most important, yes, but she can be easily convinced. I will have plenty of time to do so after the club. I don't want to make an enemy of her, but if it comes down to it, I just have to tell her I will bite my tongue off and kill myself if she hurts the girls. Knowing I'm the only real person in the club- the school- this whole world won't allow her to take action.

That leaves Yuri and Natsuki. Natsuki's problem is more external than internal, and she isn't unstable unless under excessive influence, which means she comes after Yuri.

Yuri... She has a real problem. After all, she's her; the easily excitable, self-harming girl. Out of all the four, she will be the hardest to stabilize... not. All I have to do is...

"Heh." It wouldn't be funny to spoil everything right now, would it? If I just blurt out everything, this story wouldn't be any interesting.

Having left my classroom behind, I now find myself before Yuri's classroom. There are only a couple of seconds left before class start, so I need to hurry.

I rush inside the 3rd year class. My eyes desperately search for Yuri, finding her sitting at the back of the class.

"..." The noise that previously dominated the classroom quickly dies down. Maybe I should've made myself less noticeable, but it doesn't particularly matter.

Maybe, it being like this is actually a good thing.

I shoot for Yuri's desk, keeping the entirety of my attention on her. She's reading a book I can't recognize, and she doesn't look away from it until I call her name.

"Would you happen to be Yuri?" I muster my courage and ask the question as formally as possible. The girl looks away from her book, her eyes showing confusion.

"Yes; what would you need me for?" The way she says those words makes her shyness palpable. Shy people tend to act overly polite when there's really no need to do so, and Yuri is a prime example of this. Her character is somewhat opposite to her physical appearance.

"..." I'm about to lie to her. I know that, but this is necessary. I need to create a happy ending. To do it, I will take on whatever sins I need to, be them light or heavy.

I show a small smile, stretch my hand towards her and say, "would you please come with me? I wanted to ask you some questions about your taste in literature, and the thought of waiting for six hours to meet you was killing me."

Yuri's eyes widen. I can tell she's hesitating, weighing the choices, but I know her love for books always comes out on top.

"... If you so desire, then I would be honored." She takes my hand. Without waiting for her consent, I drag her out of the classroom.

"Would you mind going to the rooftop?" I ask her, trying to be considerate of the fact she's cutting class.

Yuri shakes her head and says, "no, not at all, but I need to ask something first."

I expected her to resist my actions at least a little, and I bet she's going to ask something that does matter.

"What may your name be? I didn't catch it earlier, so I would like to know."

Hearing her say that, I flinch. For the first time, I realize I may be unable to take this story to completion. Seeing Yuri look at me with gleaming eyes, extremely excited for the moment she can talk about books, I understand that. Knowing myself, I will eventually start liking one of them. If I do, it's the end; I won't be able to complete the plan, nor do anything else.

If that's so, I need to create a message - one that may reach the future me.

I fake surprise and say, "did I really forget? I'm very sorry!" in an apologetic tone.

I look into Yuri's purple irises and say, "Memini - my name is Memini."

Yuri looks at me and makes a small smile. "That's a very nice name."

I can't let myself become a character in this story - that's why I need to remind myself who I am.

I'm going to rewrite this story. To do it, I will have to manipulate them. In order to make sure I'm able to do so when the time comes, I'll simply send a message to my future self.

Memini - remember in Latin.

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/ THIS IS NOT PART OF THE STORY /

Hello people, it's the author again! To all those who decrypted the message in the previous chapter, you have my congratulations! You must be a pretty huge pro to do so. It's not an easy code, I know that myself. After all, I did pass it under 3 encoders, one of which, as you can tell, is base 64.

For all those who haven't managed to do so yet, do not worry. For now, the messages reveal information which becomes more relevant at later stages, hence I will later provide more hints for decoding it. I know it's frustrating, but believe me, I'm giving you hints as I type.

Till the next chapter! :)