Voice changer: on, camera: off. Call quality: good.
Consultant, Makino Kousuke. Second year, class seven. Consultation period: four months.
“Well, It’s time.”
In the dark room, I said to the microphone in front of the PC screen after clearing my throat.
My voice would be replaced by an artificial one, my gender unidentifiable. So no matter with how much authority I speak, the other side would only hear an idiotic monotone.
–“U-Uh, you know…” said the other side of the phone after a pause. The voice was unaltered Makino’s, he had no need for a voice changer any way.
Yeah, I know. You were unsure about this. Good grief.
“Yeah?”
–”A-after all, isn’t that impossible…”
“You’re still not confident?”
–“I mean… Me, with that Yuzuki-san?”
Urgh–, really? What a wuss.
Well, I do understand how that feels. Painfully well.
But if you stop now, it would be all for nothing. I’m sure that was not what you wanted either.
“You two had no zero contact in the first place, but now you have come to be able to talk to her regularly. I’m sure it’ll be fine,” I used a soothing tone, knowing it would be pointless anyway.
–“B-But…”
Shallow relationship with target: resolved. Low self-confidence: unresolved.
The problem was, changing someone’s fundamental personality is never easy.
Just once. Just for one day, just a leap of faith, then all would end well.
–“Besides… Didn’t Yuzuki-san turn down every confession? She must have had a boyfriend or someone she likes. If that’s so, wouldn’t that mean trouble?”
Justification for stalling. Subconscious self-preservation. Why must I look after every single one of them?
Didn’t you already know that giving up is unacceptable.
“So if she already has someone she likes, then you would give up?” I pressed.
–“T-that’s…”
“If you want to give up, then there’s nothing I can do. If not, don’t you remember how hard you have worked? I’m sure it will turn out fine.”