My Rose-colored Life.
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Hourou Musuko 122
I’m not 18 yet.
But I will be one day.
I haven’t had sex with my girlfriend yet, either.
But I think I will, one day.
I want to.
Chapter 122: My Rose-colored Life.
What color rose best suits me?
For goodness sake! You could’ve told me you were coming.
If I did, I was afraid you wouldn’t meet with me, Yuki-san…
Quit it! / Shuu-kun, do you think I’m angry with you? That I’ve been angry all this time?
Well, I was opposed to it…
But now, / one of your friend came to my place to be an apprentice.
I didn’t really want him to, / but I thought I had to do something for him.
Kinda silly, really.
I even went all the way to see his parents.
When he told me to come see them, / I was surprised.
To be honest, I thought, “I don’t want to go! They’ll just get angry at me!”
Well, I figured at least that this would make him start anew and give up.
So I went. And then….
Please take good care of my son.
Who was she? / Some new type of person?
Or are my parents just relics? / I was realllly surprised.
And then I thought: the kid will be fine, even without me.
If people like that are around, then those like my parents are long gone.
So then! / I started to wonder how you would do, Shuu-kun. / I did turn you down once.
But I wonder if that was the right choice.
I started to get curious, / if only a little.
I have something I need to ask you.
I’m writing a novel, and…
Really? Gathering material?
What, you planning on becoming a writer?
……….. / I would like to, if I can.
Do you write lies?
If you’re going to write lies, make sure they’re persuasive ones.
That day, / I became known as Lulu’s child. She called me “Lilly.”
After the sports festival? / That hasn’t even happened yet.
That’s how I figure things will go.
What is this, even? Your future diary?
Hey, did Yuki
tell you some story about how I “died”?
That I had an affair with some guy I lived with, but his main found out and stabbed me?
THAT BITCH IS SUCH A LIAR!! / (outside of bubble): And her personality is horrible. / Don’t go falling for any of her sob stories. / Just because she’s got a pretty face and managed to snag the first guy she had a crush on. Really, she has everything!!
The best praise anyone’s ever given me is that I’m pretty good-natured, for a pig.
The proprietress is really amazing.
She doesn’t do all the talking. / I was able to talk smoothly, too.
And she’s really good at listening. / I made sure to learn a lot / about that.
Oh—you surprised me.
Is Doi-san here yet?
Ah… not yet, I think.
Are you coming today, / Mom?
I know you packed as if you were going, but why?
I’m going to be wearing a cheerleader outfit today.
I know. I saw it last year. / That’s how it works, right?
I volunteered myself.
So Mom, / you don’t have to come if you don’t want to.
a wig. / I bought a new one….
I don’t have to go this far. It’s just a school activity.
But I’m doing it because I want to.
I guess, / well… / I’m sorry.
I know I’m not the kind of son you wanted…
The— / The son I wanted?
What do you even know about what I wanted?!!!!!!!!!!
Ooyyy! / Doi’s mom’s waiting for us outside!
Huh? Whoa?! / What?! / Why’s Mom crying?!
Wow! / Nitorin, you’re so cute!
You bought a new wig, huh?
Huh? / Yuki-san told you?
And I’m gonna write a bit about you too, Mako-chan.
Really? You’re not going to write anything embarrassing, right?
You know, / I always wanted to be a girl.
That’s why I kept wearing girls’ clothes more and more openly.
I think what I wanted was to be viewed as something that was accepted.
Something that people wouldn’t talk about behind my back.
Something that my parents wouldn’t scold.
Something that wouldn’t stand out at school.
Something that could live. / I wasn’t given those things.
But I am something charming, like Mr. A said.
I’m something twisted, but I’m something blessed, too.
Umm, / I know it’s long, so don’t feel like you have to read it all. / And I think I’m going to go take this off.
No. Keep it on.
I’m the one who said she wanted to see you in it.
Wh—what’s wrong? / I’m sorry—I guess I shouldn’t have made you read something so weird.
No, that’s not it…
You can just stop reading, / OK?
(outside bubble): Sorry.
That’s not it.
Reading this / made me feel
like you’re about to die.
But you can’t die.
Sidebar: Shuuichi embraces Anna as she says the words he thought he would never hear… Next time, the final chapter!!