As the night wore on, I found myself caught in a whirlwind of conflicting emotions.

Ema's presence beside me offered a semblance of solace, yet the weight of uncertainty pressed down upon me like a suffocating blanket.

With each passing moment, the walls of my resolve crumbled, and the floodgates of doubt threatened to overwhelm me.

What if Ema was really lying to me? What if she really cheated ? And why ?

My mind couldn't stop all these questions.

I was really in pain and i couldn't keep my eyes closed too much.

Ema was gently snoring while laying her head on my chest.

She was smiling in her sleep and her arms were relaxing on me.

She even mumbled my name a few times.

Maybe she was having a beautiful dream of us.

Yes… a dream.

But as I gazed upon her sleeping form, bathed in the soft glow of moonlight filtering through the curtains, I couldn't bring myself to entertain such thoughts.

Even the slightest possibility of her cheating on me killed me inside.

Despite the doubts that gnawed at my soul, a part of me still longed to believe in her, to cling to the fragile hope of redemption and forgiveness.

Lost in the tangled web of my own thoughts, I tried to sleep despite the echo of whispered promises and whispered secrets haunting my dreams.

In the stillness of the night, I found myself fighting against my intrusive thoughts.

Keeping the eyes closed was a difficult task for me.

But even amidst the darkness that threatened to engulf me, a flicker of hope remained.

As the night wore on, I found myself caught in a whirlwind of conflicting emotions.

Ema's presence beside me offered a semblance of solace, yet the weight of uncertainty pressed down upon me like a suffocating blanket.

I was relieved about the fact that she promised that she's been loyal but the pression of what happened recently was still pressing against my chest, not leaving me at peace.

It's difficult to explain, but to put that in short: I wasn't feeling relaxed.

I was anxious.

I always trusted her and i never had any difficult or very serious arguments with her.

We spoke about everything in the most natural way possible.

That's why this situation was torturing all of my soul

My eyes were closed, my head was laying on the cushion, but my mind was into another world.

I kept caressing Ema's head, with my fingers gently playing with her soft hair.

But right in this moment, i heard the sound of an opening door.

"Uh?" I said to myself, surprised.

I rapidly woke up and put some clothes on.

Ema was into a deep sleep, so she didn't notice me leaving.

I then went downstairs and i saw no one.

"Mmh…" i mumbled.

Suddenly , i heard the loud noise of a sob coming from the kitchen.

The voice was quite familiar.

I reached the enter to the kitchen and i decided to hide behind it.

The voice became more clear and i realized that it was Kanna.

She was crying and sobbing.

I didn't know the reason.

All i heard was the name "Benjiro-Kun" coming from her mouth.

A lot of pain was in her voice.

"Why did you call me like that ?" Kanna said.

"Why did you call me like that, Benjiro?"

Kanna said with a sobbing and sad voice.

After this sentence, I heard the sound of a glass being placed on the table.

"Benjiro… you… despicable… after all. It was better to have lost you," Kanna added.

Immediately after, I decided to peek, and I noticed that Kanna was drinking a very strong sake.

She wanted to get drunk to forget something. But I still didn't understand why she kept mentioning Benjiro.

I've never seen them together, or rather, I've never seen a relationship between them.

Judging from her state, this was probably the third or fourth glass.

She then turned her head towards me.

"Judging by her condition, this was probably her third or fourth glass.

She could barely stand.

Afterward, she turned her head toward me, noticing my presence.

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She rubbed her eyes a bit before realizing who I was.

She was very drunk. 'H-heh… B-Benjiro-Kun…? Is that you? Hehe… sorry… hic,' Kanna said, sobbing and getting up from the chair.

I was very embarrassed. Kanna was only wearing her bra and shorts.

She could barely stand and trying to walk toward me, she staggered so much she fell.

'Oh… I guess I need a hand to walk hehehe~ hic,' she said as she fell 'gently' to the ground.

I approached her.

She was lying on the floor and laughing.

Her cheeks were flushed, and her body was very warm and smelled of alcohol.

As soon as I bent down to pick her up, she wrapped her arms around my neck.

It was a very embarrassing scene. 'Oh… you're not Benjiro… you're Fumihiro… hehe~ hic,' she said, smiling.

'Fumi… take me to my room… cuddle me…~ hic,' she added, sobbing and stroking my cheeks.

I remained silent, not responding to her statements.

I helped her up, and we started walking toward her room upstairs.

'Fumihiro… have you ever been told that you're beautiful…? And you have really strong hands… can we start dating? Hehe~,'

Kanna said, as her grip around my neck tightened.

I pretended not to hear and just helped her.

It was a somewhat complex situation.

My girlfriend's sister was drunk and half-naked, and she wanted me to stay with her all night.

We finally made it inside her room.

I noticed it was a real mess.

The bed was unmade, the desk was very cluttered, her clothes and underwear were all over the floor.

Kanna kept pressing her body against mine, as if she wanted affection.

"Fumiiii~ Can we date? You're so handsome… warm… hehehehe~" Kanna whispered in my right ear.

A shiver ran down my spine.

My strong willpower helped me remain calm in that situation.

Anyone could have taken advantage of her at that moment.

She was very vulnerable.

Gently, I managed to lay Kanna down on the bed.

I covered her with a blanket, and she looked at me with a bitter look.

"Fumi… I'm much prettier than my sister… hehe~" she said.

"Why don't you love me? Am I not good enough for you? I'm so jealous…~" she added, pouting.

Kanna wasn't herself. She was talking completely to herself.

I didn't respond to anything she said.

I glanced momentarily at her desk and noticed there was a printed photo of me, her, Ema, and Benjiro.

That photo was taken a year ago when we went to the amusement park.

It was a beautiful and unforgettable day.

There, Ema and I once again swore to marry after graduation.

I smiled somewhat bitterly at that photograph, for all that had happened in these days.

A hint of fear gripped me.

I didn't want to suffer; I was afraid all my happiness might come to an end.

While lost in my thoughts, I heard Kanna say:

"Heyyy! Don't ignore me!!!"

I turned to her, and in a swift motion, she wrapped her arms around my neck again, but this time she pulled me into bed with her.

My head was resting on her chest.

It felt like lying on a pillow made of clouds, so soft.

It was a beautiful sensation, despite the embarrassment.

"Ahhhh! Fumi… you smell so good…! Sleep with me! Cuddle me!! Hehehe~"

What an awkward situation.

Kanna's grip was too strong for me to break free, so i decided to play along and i started to pet her hair.

"There, there!" I said.

She leaned into my touch, purring like a little kitten.

"Ahh! So good!! Continue! Cuddle me!!" She said.

I kept petting her hair for a while, until she finally fell asleep.

I could finally break free from her.

"Finally…" i said.

I then stood up, about to leave her room.

But when i turned my head to the exit, i noticed Ema standing on the doorway.

She was looking at me with a jealous and angry expression.

"Explain yourself." She said while crossing her arms.

She was only wearing a big sweatshirt.

I blushed and panicked.

"It's not what it seems…" i said to her.

"Explain. Yourself." She replied with a bloodlust tone.

"Okay… then…"