[A few days later.]
[He was discharged. It turned out the reason he kept coughing was simply a cold...]
[You had worried for nothing.]
[But the aged appearance could not be healed. Toru said this was the side effect of overworking his brain for years. The fact that he hadn't died suddenly was already a blessing from the heavens.]
[You wanted to complain a little, but knowing he did all of this for you, the words stopped at your lips.]
["That thing about only having a little over ten years left, that was a lie, right?"]
[Toru gave a soft laugh. "Yes, I lied to you."]
"I hope you really are lying."
Kita's heart was pounding from the earlier scenes.
If this story could end with a happy ending, that would be perfect.
No more plot twists, please.
Her heart couldn't take it.
[After returning to Japan, your boyfriend gave up laboratory work and no longer planned to continue research. The only reason he studied medicine was to save you.]
[Now, he wanted to become a teacher.]
[That same year, Toru earned his teaching license and smoothly entered your alma mater, Shuka High School, becoming a Japanese literature teacher.]
[That year, Gotoh Hitori's younger sister, Gotoh Futari, turned fifteen. Coincidentally, she became Toru's student, and a problem student at that...]
[Toru often complained that Gotoh Futari ran to the staff room every day just to tease him, calling him a middle aged uncle.]
"Futari-chan?" Kita's expression became complicated.
No way, was Futari-chan into older men?
Even though Toru in the simulation no longer had that youthful beauty, his charm was still overwhelming.
Men around forty had a special kind of mature appeal.
Many girls liked that type.
[Toru truly wasn't suited to be a teacher. He was too gentle and could never control his students... Many of the boys ignored discipline, slept through class, or spaced out. He didn't mind. During class, he taught with half closed eyes and an innocent expression.]
[It wasn't until his second semester that the boys in his class finally behaved. Later, you asked around and discovered the reason. One day, Toru substituted for the PE teacher and played soccer with the class. He accidentally kicked too hard and sent a student flying several meters along with the ball.]
[From that day on, no boy dared defy Toru. A rumor spread through Shuka High School: the squinty eyed teacher of Class 1 was a monster. If he opened his eyes fully, someone would bleed.]
"What kind of hot blooded school story is this?" Kita blurted.
But she knew well what Toru's body was like.
He was practically inhuman.
[That same year, you and Toru got engaged, planning to hold the wedding the following spring.]
[Your parents helped with the preparations.]
[On the wedding day, not many guests attended. Besides the members of Kessoku Band, only a few familiar relatives came. Several of Toru's students also showed up, including Gotoh Futari, who stared at him with a lovestruck gaze.]
[Futari had originally thought she still had a chance to win over Kitahara sensei, only to learn he was getting married.]
[That cute girl who used to call you big sister had finally become a little demon coveting your husband.]
"This isn't right."
Kita couldn't understand why Futari would fall for Toru.
Could it be... all daughters of the Gotoh family were destined to fall in love with Kitahara?
Please, it wasn't like magnets attracting.
[At the simple wedding, you wore a pure white dress and held your husband's arm. In that moment, you were happy, and you firmly believed this happiness would last forever.]
[After exchanging vows, exchanging rings, and sealing your love with a kiss...]
[You built something called marriage.]
Finally, they were married.
Her previous simulation allowed her to become Toru's lover, but never his wife.
After all, a lover wasn't a respectable position.
This simulation fulfilled one of Kita's long held wishes.
[After the wedding.]
[The two of you bought a small new home and began a shameless and blissful newlywed life.]
[Would you like to enter...]
...
Half an hour later.
Kita lay collapsed on her bed, mind empty.
Facing Toru alone was impossible for any human.
"How did Gotoh san manage this by herself?" she wondered absurdly.
She and Ryo senpai together couldn't win, and Gotoh Hitori alone could go fifty fifty with him...
[Half a year into your marriage.]
[You and your husband began discussing having children.]
[Toru was quite eager about this...]
[You started to realize his claim of having little time might not have been a lie, even though he seemed healthy and nowhere near aged.]
"It's just a guess, right?" Kita tried to reassure herself.
Shortened lifespan due to overusing the brain didn't make scientific sense.
Premature graying, maybe.
[Following your husband's wishes, the two of you stopped using contraception.]
[With his tireless efforts, you became pregnant smoothly.]
[As a teacher, Toru's workload wasn't heavy, so he had time to take care of you.]
[Your mother was still young enough to help as well.]
[Your pregnancy went smoothly without complications.]
[The delivery was healthy, and after discussing it with him, you named the baby Kitahara Amane.]
"This time, without Suzune's influence, Amane should grow up healthy." Kita's expression tightened.
Why did her daughter always turn into a father obsessed child?
It must be senpai's daughter, Kitahara Suzune's fault.
[After the baby was born, she wasn't very attached to you, but since the essential nutrients came from you, little Amane had no choice but to drink with tears in her eyes.]
"...?" Kita froze.
Was this child really hers?
Little Suzune, I'm sorry, I love you.
In the previous simulation, Kitahara Suzune clung to her every day and completely treated her like a real mother.
Suzune was much nicer to her.
[It was fine that Amane didn't like you, because she loved her dad.]
"Hey, hey, hey, that's even more dangerous!"
Another child with a father-con fetish.
Was there something wrong with the Kitahara genes?
Why were all the daughters father obsessed?
[At two years old, Amane clung to her father asking to be held.]
[At three, she started asking him for kisses in a cute voice.]
[At five, she refused to sleep in her own room and insisted on sleeping in his arms.]
What was the point of having this daughter?
To steal her man?
Kita had such an absurd thought.
"The daughter is lovely, but there will be no next one."