Chapter 6
I was dreading school the next day. I knew that I'd have to tell Chie something, some reason for what happened. Obviously, I can't. How could I? It's obvious that she doesn't like me that way. I couldn't spring that on her. I can't. She's focused on Yu. Yu can give her what she needs.
Y'know, speaking of that…
I spoke to Yu again today. He's good to me. He's good to Chie. That's what's important, right? But, I needed to make sure, I guess. I mean, I was. I came into that conversation knowing that I would be satisfied with him being her suitor. Not as satisfied, obviously. But after what I did, I couldn't be with her. I embarrassed myself. I'm a liability, now.
Yu didn't disappoint, but I still felt like it's okay to let him get in the way was killing me. So I stopped the act. I told him.
It wasn't exactly telling, in all honesty. It was more blubbering against his shoulder, bemoaning myself. As per usual, he just looked at me. He's got these eyes that understand, but never interject, unless his superior intuition called for it, I guess. He's kind of a superhero when you think about it, and, well, I did, and that only makes it worse.
We sat there, dead silent, until he asked me why.
"Why what?"
"Why do you think she likes me?"
I was flabbergasted, most obviously. I told him about the gushing and the flirt and her stupid eyes lighting up whenever he walked by and how whenever she trains with him she gets all anxious afterward and how I'm always listening to some story about how great he is and-
"I could say the same for you."
"What?"
And then he told me about when they talk. It was almost surreal, hearing him say almost everything I said about him and Chie, but about me instead. I knew that Chie was outspoken, but she said a lot of things that I wouldn't even think that she would say.
And then, he came to the Teddie incident.
"She said that you scared her, Yukiko" His voice seemed to actually have emotion for once. "She said that you were a different person then. She felt awful. She had no idea. Why didn't you tell her?"
Of course I'd never said anything about that sort of thing bothering me. She must've not known. And here I am, playing the chump, taking it, when all I could have done was say "no."
Chie would've said no first thing if I bothered her like that. That's why I love her. She's honest. She's strong. She doesn't lie to get through the day, to lay low and not have trouble. She's everything I'm not. And now, I realize, that she loves me, like I love her. And I have no idea why.