Conversation Between The Cheated-on Boyfriend And Girlfriend

3:00 PM the following day.

I was at a coffee shop near a station far removed from the university.

Of course, it was to meet Toko-senpai.

I arrived fifteen minutes before our meeting time, secured a seat, and waited.

I had been trying to think of how I should talk to her.

However, my thoughts wouldn’t come together at all.

Furthermore… whenever I thought about “Karen and Kamokura’s affair” in order to explain it to Toko-senpai, my imagination inevitably strayed to their secret trysts.

…How did they end up starting an affair?

…What kind of things are Karen and Kamokura doing together during those times?

…How does Karen react?

…What kind of conversations do they have after the act?

Thinking about it made me feel like I was going insane with frustration and pain.

I almost wanted to gouge the memories of Karen out of my brain entirely.

In such a state of agony, there was no way I could organize what I wanted to say to Toko-senpai.

Time simply ticked away.

Toko-senpai arrived five minutes early.

She was a person who was meticulous about time and appointments.

She wore a light beige jacket over a thin white V-neck sweater and a black pleated skirt that stopped at her knees.

It was standard attire for October, but many of the men in the shop turned their gazes toward her.

She was quite the beauty.

And she was tall, with a great figure.

Her proportions were like a model’s—no, a gravure idol’s. She was an intellectual, refined beauty who looked perfect with long black hair. And despite having a slender frame overall, her bust was ideally shaped and large.

“I’m going to order coffee, so wait a moment.”

She placed her bag and jacket on a chair and headed toward the counter.

Eventually, she returned with a large coffee cup.

Sitting down across from me, she maintained a poised posture and spoke.

“First, tell me everything in order. How did you find out about Karen-san’s cheating? And why did you think the partner was Tetsuya?”

“I happened to look at Karen’s phone. And then, I saw the SNS exchanges with Kamokura-senpai…”

I began to talk about the events of the previous night.

It was painful to remember, but I wasn’t crying anymore.

The pain in my heart remained the same, but at the same time, I felt as if my emotions had gone dry.

As she listened to the story, Toko-senpai’s expression gradually grew rigid.

“So, do you have photos of that evidence? If you do, please show them to me.”

Using my phone’s camera function, I displayed the images of the messages between Karen and Kamokura-senpai and handed the phone to her.

Toko-senpai looked through the photos one by one.

I could see the color draining from her face.

She remained in that same position for about five minutes.

“It doesn’t seem like you’re lying.”

Toko-senpai spoke while her face remained pale.

Even her hand was trembling slightly as she handed the phone back to me.

“Looking at these, I couldn’t exactly say they ‘aren’t cheating’!”

I replied, the words spitting out as I took back the phone.

As if trying to calm herself down, Toko-senpai slowly brought the coffee cup to her lips.

However, she held it there without actually drinking.

I also just stared silently at the table.

Time passed as we both sat there with our heads bowed.

“So, what is it you want me to do?”

When about five minutes had passed, Toko-senpai forced the words out.

At some point, she had placed the coffee cup back on the table.

I couldn’t give an immediate answer.

…To get revenge on that Kamokura guy, I want to mess you up…

Those were my true feelings, but saying that would be disrespectful to Toko-senpai.

And besides, she was a victim herself.

“I… I can’t just let them get away with this. That’s why…”

“That’s why you want to cheat with me as revenge? Is that it?”

I looked up at Toko-senpai from under my brow.

What entered my field of vision was the magnificent line of her bust.

Through the open V-neck of her sweater, I could see the cleavage of her white chest.

…That bastard Kamokura, even though he’s pawing at those perfect breasts, he’s still all over my girlfriend too?!

I felt the dark flames of rage ignite within me once again.

“Yes.”

That heat spilled out of my mouth as words.