Yanagi Aiji - “Hidden Feelings” Short Story

I have nightmares every day.

I'll never stop having nightmares......

I opened my eyelids in the darkness, suppressing my palpitations.

The time is midnight and Enomoto, who sleeps in the same room, is breathing soundly in the near vicinity.

It is a dream I have had for a long time. Like a broken machine, the images repeat over and over again.

But just recently, the scenery in the dream has changed slightly.

If it were a gentle change, I would be happy, but it has taken an unceremonious turn. It has become a dream of more terror.

It all started when I met her, Ichika Hoshino.

(She doesn't remember me. It's better not to remind her.......)

I don't intend to deny the past, but rather accept it because I have to. There is no need to put her through the pain.

She has been spotted by a terrorist organization that has been committing heinous crimes, and she has been put in a poisoned collar.

I thought to myself, "I can't put her in any more danger," and chuckled at the thought of the absurdity of it all.

(It's no coincidence that she and I met.)

If the enemy has detailed information about us, there is no point in trying to keep her out of danger.

It could provoke them even more. I know in my head that I should take advantage of her presence.

Even if I am the one who hurts her, I should not hesitate.

But still..... I will never ever..... ever again.

The words I mumbled faded into the void.

Will I have that dream again? When I think about it, I hesitate to close my eyes. I hesitate to close my eyes, but I cannot resist my instinct.

(I don't want to hurt her.)

I am sure that even such a trivial wish will not come true for me.

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