I Can't Be Honest

In the shrine grounds where I was called by her. I didn't have that feeling, and at first I was surprised. Then I thought about it, and because it was her, I accepted it. I couldn't share the same feeling as her, but I never disliked it. I thought it seemed fun too, so that's why. And those days were very enjoyable. Day by day, that accumulated within me, and before I knew it, I was the one becoming dependent on her. But apparently, I had a very troublesome personality about it. As my attachment to her grew stronger day by day, conversely, I became unable to express my honest feelings. I found myself increasingly in situations where I could only give twisted replies, and I often saw her troubled expression. That must be why. I was called to this place of memories... Because she's kind, I figured she carefully chose how to convey our breakup... ---------------------------------------- This is a short story, but since I wanted to divide it into sections, I'm publishing it as a series. It will be completed in approximately 5 parts. > Now completed. I've uploaded the same version to Syosetu, Alpolis, Kakuyomu, and Novel Up+.