My wife believes me; how could I be a cuckold?

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Even when she was drunk, she could never forget this day.

So after Asano Makoto asked the question, she paused for a moment before nodding and saying, "Yes, it will be exactly one year tomorrow."

A year has passed, and time has long since healed the wounds in her heart.

Although she still feels sad when she talks about it, she can at least bring it up without much emotional fluctuation.

Having received an affirmative answer from Eriko Miyajima, Makoto Asano continued, "So, Eriko, what are your plans for the future?"

Upon hearing this, Eriko Miyajima froze on the spot.

She thought about it for a long time, but still couldn't come up with a satisfactory answer.

As for future plans... who can know such things?

During that year, under Makoto Asano's protection, she lived quite comfortably and even saved more than three million yen in savings.

However, Eriko Miyajima knew very well that such happy days would not last forever, because Makoto Asano could not protect her for a lifetime.

Indeed, Makoto Asano is a very good person; he would protect his friend at any cost.

But he will eventually have his own life; he will fall in love, get married, and have children.

Then, what will my existence be?

Are they very close friends?

No, they're more like parasites sucking his blood, aren't they?

Moreover, she is a parasite that will disrupt his future happiness.

Or to put it more bluntly—a third party.

So even though she was extremely unwilling, she would have to leave his side sooner or later.

As friends, we should consider each other's needs.

That's exactly what Asano did; he sheltered himself when he had just lost his boyfriend and felt lost about the future.

Since that's the case, when that day really comes, I can't be selfish and only think of myself, staying and disturbing his life.

Despite having many thoughts in her mind, Eriko Miyajima appeared outwardly unchanged.

She smiled and shook her head, answering Asano Makoto's question truthfully: "I haven't thought about it yet... What about you? Asano-kun, what are your plans?"

"Me? I haven't really thought about it yet."

At this point, Makoto Asano suddenly showed a rare, somewhat shy smile.

He scratched his head somewhat sheepishly and said, "However, I've realized I've recently developed a crush on a girl, so I wanted to ask Eriko, who is also a woman, for your opinion..."

Upon hearing this, Eriko Miyajima's face instantly paled, and even the hand holding the wine glass trembled involuntarily.

Chapter 102 Confession (4/6)

Upon hearing what Makoto Asano said, Eriko Miyajima felt as if her heart had stopped for a moment.

She suddenly realized a reality.

That means she might not be able to stay by Makoto Asano's side any longer.

Thinking of this, Eriko Miyajima's face turned even paler.

However, she was in front of Makoto Asano, and at this moment of sharing joy, she knew she absolutely could not act like that.

As a friend, I should be happy for my friend who has found someone they like.

So in the end, she forced a somewhat strained smile and said, "Really? Asano-kun has a girl he likes? That's great! If you like a girl, you should bravely pursue her!"

Eriko Miyajima was smiling as she said this, but she felt as if her heart was bleeding.

It's not because they're going to be kicked out or can't continue living such a comfortable life.

It was simply because she was leaving Asano-kun's side.

At this moment, Makoto Asano asked somewhat nervously, "If I confess my feelings directly, do you think she will say yes?"

He must really like that girl...

Seeing Asano Makoto's extremely nervous demeanor at the mere mention of that person, Miyajima Eriko subconsciously thought this.

Although she was feeling very upset and wanted to cry, after a moment of silence, Eriko Miyajima nodded and comforted her with a smile, "Of course you will. Asano-kun is so outstanding, he will definitely succeed."

"I used to find it strange that Asano-kun, who is so outstanding, didn't have a girlfriend. It turns out he just hadn't met someone he liked!"

"Since you have such high standards, Asano-kun, the girl you like must be an exceptional person, right?"

In the past, although Eriko Miyajima would occasionally talk about her own things in front of Makoto Asano, she mostly played the role of a listener and rarely spoke so much at once.

This may be the first time.

On the other side, after hearing Eriko Miyajima's praise, Makoto Asano finally smiled and nodded: "Yes, she is really very gentle and beautiful."

"That's it..."

Eriko Miyajima's smile wasn't very pleasant, and she didn't know what to say in response to Makoto Asano's words.

But just then, Makoto Asano suddenly asked out of the blue, "Eriko, do you know what self-analysis research is?"

Upon hearing this seemingly irrelevant question, Eriko Miyajima was immediately puzzled.

After thinking for a while, she realized that Makoto Asano had probably ended the previous topic and changed to a new one.

Despite still being immersed in a deep sense of loss, Eriko Miyajima, who always cared more about the feelings of others than her own, seriously considered Makoto Asano's new problem.

She then shook her head and answered truthfully, "I don't know, what is it?"

Hearing her question, Makoto Asano didn't offer any further explanation, but continued to say, "When I was in high school, I joined a self-analysis research club. To put it simply, the goal of this club was to help members better understand themselves and then continuously improve themselves through regular or irregular self-analysis."

"At the very beginning of the self-analysis, the president asked us to describe the image of our ideal friend and lover. Although this subjective ideal perception will change over time and is not very intuitive data for self-analysis, it can still be used as an interesting side argument to observe one's own growth."

"At the time, I made up my ideal type because I didn't know what my ideal type would look like, and I had long forgotten what my initial ideal type was like."

At this point, Makoto Asano paused slightly, took a deep breath, and then continued, "However, now, three years after leaving that club, the image of my ideal lover has become clearer and clearer."

"She is considerate, kind, gentle, virtuous, innocent and pure. She always listens to me very attentively and patiently listens to my complaints. She always helps me without complaint and takes great care of me when I am not feeling well. I really can't imagine what my life would be like without her."

"It must be a very boring and sad life. I might be so sad that I want to commit suicide."

Hearing this, and seeing the bitter smile on Makoto Asano's face, Eriko Miyajima realized something, no matter how confused she was at first.

Before she could even speak, Makoto Asano said in an extremely serious tone, "Eriko, this is how I see you. It's not that I like girls like this, it's just that I've been revising my answers to resemble you for the past year."

"Eriko, I like you. Please go out with me."

Eriko Miyajima's initial, vague suspicion was confirmed.

Is the person Asano-kun likes Eriko?

Eriko is... me?

The sudden confession caused Eriko Miyajima's brain to freeze for a moment, leaving her stunned on the spot.

However, as if not wanting to give her any chance to react, Makoto Asano stood up from his seat and slowly walked towards her.

Seeing his action, Eriko Miyajima also subconsciously stood up and took a few steps back.

But where can we retreat to?

Eriko Miyajima was sitting in the main seat facing the apartment door, and the kitchen counter was behind her, so she was blocked after taking only a few steps after getting up.

Soon, Makoto Asano arrived in front of her.

"…Eriko."

When Asano Makoto walked up to her, he simply called her name in a low voice without doing anything else, and Miyajima Eriko subconsciously breathed a slight sigh of relief.

"Asano-kun, you're drunk!"

But the next second, before she could finish speaking, she felt an arm tightly wrap around her.

Then came a low murmur in my ear.

Eriko, I like you.

I felt the heat spraying onto my earlobe and heard Makoto Asano's incredibly sincere words.

Eriko Miyajima's body tensed instantly, and her toes, encased in white cotton socks, instinctively curled up.

"Ugh! Asano-kun, don't do this..."

Although she said words of refusal, her tone didn't convey much of a sense of rejection.

The reason my body reacted that way just now was simply because I was a little scared by Asano Makoto's actions, which were completely different from his past behavior.

But even if you don't refuse, you absolutely cannot agree.

because……

because?

Because, what?

Why can't we agree?

Yuta... he's been gone for a year now...

If that's the case, then it wouldn't matter if I accepted Asano-kun's confession, right?

After all, Yuta is no longer here, so this isn't really a betrayal of him.

Asano-kun likes me, and I, too, like Asano-kun...

At this moment, Eriko Miyajima, realizing that she was already all alone, finally understood her feelings for Makoto Asano.

Just then, that deep voice rang in her ears again.

"Eriko, you like me too, don't you?"