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“He said he doesn’t know why he loves me~”

“He said he has no idea why he loves me~~~<3”

“He just can’t fathom why I’m the one he loves… <3”

“My Shuuichi… My darling Shuu-kun… <3…”

“What trick did this insincere woman use to ensnare you in her charms~~…? <3”

Nanami joyfully mumbled into her pillow as she rolled around in their bed, reveling in the aftermath of a long, passionate night. Shuuichi was already at work, and the early noon sun illuminated the room.

A blush spread across her face as she imagined him smiling at her, just as he always did, in their golden years. The image of them sitting on a park bench, wrapped in each other’s embrace, brought warmth to her heart.

She giggled into her pillow, her voice filled with a mix of ecstasy and longing.

She broke off from the pillow, looking up at the ceiling as she sprawled on her bed.

“I can’t wait to tell him that pig exempts us from paying rent… Maybe I can take over the mind of his boss next? Make him pay Shuu-kun without him going to work…?”

“And then… I’ll give birth to Shuu-kun’s baby…” She mumbled, unable to say this last sentence with a full heart.

“… I did promise him that back then, too.”

She silently hugged her pillow again, reminiscing about the timeline she came from.

‘I made him suffer so much. Without him even knowing about my other affairs. Imagine… How broken his heart would be if he knew about the other ones as well…?’

For a brief moment, the image of Shuuichi rose in her mind. The image of his sanity breaking into pieces after seeing his trust so cruelly betrayed by the one he loved.

‘… W-well… It’s not like I had, or EVER will have an affair in this timeline… But… Somehow, it still feels like I’m hiding something from him. It still feels like I’m keeping a secret that would break his heart if he ever found out… Just like back then… I hate this…’

‘I hate myself…’ She thought as she buried her head into her soft pillow.

‘If only you knew,’

‘If only you knew what an evil woman you fell in love with… I just wish I was a completely different woman. Then, I could tell him all about it, while at the same time be with him with no shame.’

She then sprawled on the bed, feeling her body all over.

‘This is a body that hasn’t been tainted yet. This body is still a body that only belongs to him. I’m glad… But this mind is one that knows all about affairs…’

‘… I really wish I was someone else.’

[SKILL QUEST ATTAINED: MORPH!]

The game-like interface appeared in front of her eyes.

[Description: I hate myself! I wish I was someone else! Your self-hatred might have paid off! Your unsightly past and unresolved guilt have given birth to the ability to morph!]

[Requirement: Prevent yet ANOTHER misfortune!]

“Morph…? I could actually turn into someone else? And… another misfortune…?”

As she mulled over the revelations, a troubling thought seized her. ‘Misfortune…? Ah, considering the nature of this system and why I’m here, a misfortune must mean events that eventually led to our divorce, right? The pig landlord must’ve been the first… But after that… My sister! That despicable pig turned her into one of his playthings! He once bragged about how she stumbled upon his erotic magazines, and he effortlessly dominated her. She was so pure, an easy target for him…’

Hugging her pillow tightly, she dwelled on her sister’s plight.

‘…It’ll be okay,’ she reassured herself, her grip on the pillow loosening, ‘After all… That shitty pig isn’t the same person… or rather, the same thing he used to be,’ a smirk of contentment spreading across her face as she recalled the system’s message when she took over Kamata.

Meanwhile, outside of the apartment…

“Huh? These are… Porn mags..?” Chihiro whispered to herself, crouching down to inspect the stack of magazines left outside the landlord’s apartment, right next to her sister’s place.

“They’re so strange… I feel weird just looking at them…”

At that moment, Mr. Komata stepped out of his apartment, bumping into Chihiro.

“Uh… Uh..! Sorry-” Chihiro stammered, caught off guard by his sudden appearance. She couldn’t help but notice his missing fingers.

[… Because you terrified him, his loyalty and care will extend to those you care about!]

“O-oh! Don’t worry about it, young miss. Were you curious about these magazines? Please, take them. I have no use for them now.” He assured with a smile as he bent over to the youth.

“Uh… I… I wasn’t really interested or anything!” She hurriedly replied, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment as she looked away.

“No need to be shy! It’s more embarrassing for an old man like me to have these. Go on, take them,” he insisted gently.

‘E-eh…? Is it.. Really okay for me to actually take them…?’ Chihiro thought as she reluctantly looked back at Kamata’s face.

Noticing his eased expression, and after listening to his kind tone, she couldn’t help but relent.

“… I’ll take them to the trash for you, then!” Chihiro quickly decided, gathering the magazines in her arms.

“Hahaha, much obliged, young one,” Mr. Kamata chuckled, watching her struggle with the load.

Turning around, flustered, Chihiro remembered her initial reason for coming. ‘Ah, I need to see sis! But now, I have to get rid of these without her seeing…!!’ She glanced back at the lurid covers, ‘But maybe keeping a few wouldn’t hurt… FOR EDUCATIONAL PURPOSES ONLY. I’ll just stash them at home and visit sis later. It’s not like we live far.’

With that plan in mind, she began her descent.

“Girly, wait a minute!” Mr. Kamata called out, stopping her in her tracks.

She spun around, facing him once more.

“Use these,” he suggested, placing large black bags beside the pile.

“These won’t fit in your backpack, right? These bags should cover everything.”

‘W-what… Such a considerate old man…!’ Chihiro thought, her eyes almost brimming with tears of gratitude, though she was too bashful to meet his gaze.

After securing the magazines, she departed, intent on stashing her unexpected haul at home before returning to visit Nanami… Several hours later.

‘…I am worried.’ Nanami thought. She then called to her now-servant Mr. Kamata and ask if he saw her sister.

He said in full honesty what had transpired. Nanami sighed, recalling the alternate timeline.

‘Well, she’s a girl in her youthful adolescence… I know that all too well,’ She thought as she rubbed her temples, recalling of the acts they had been ‘forced’ to do together in the alternate timeline.

‘A terrible wife and a terrible sister, I am… The Chihiro of that timeline, now, is being sexually abused by that pig and his fellow pig friends. The me in that timeline allows this to happen, and even encourages it.’ She looked at the pot as she stirred, making dinner.

‘Thinking about it… I never even tried to look for a way out of it. I just… I just thought that maybe if I endured it long enough, it would go away.’

‘…Ridiculous. I’m making excuses again. I liked it… I liked doing it more than I liked being with Shuu-kun.’

She stopped her movements.

Like before, she expected to feel sick and disgusted at the thought.

But this time, the sensation never came.

She looked deeply into the water of the pot, her reflection beginning to boil.

She realized she wasn’t disgusted by what she did. Rather, she came to realize she was disgusted by the fact that she remembered it fondly after witnessing what happened to Shuuichi as a result.

‘…Then, what am I doing now? Why am I being so considerate now? Is it because I had my fun in that timeline? Is it because I know that Shuu-kun will stay with me even when my skin wrinkles and my legs won’t work?’

‘…Why do I want to protect myself for him so much? I could just do what I want with whoever I want and use these new abilities to hide it better. That way, I could still have fun, and he wouldn’t get hurt. I could probably keep doing it until the day I die and just not leave him since he provides me with the emotional comfort I need… Right?’ she reasoned, inevitably planning how and where she would indulge in blissful hedonism without her husband’s knowledge.

“Shuu-kun…” she started with a sigh, “You really did fall in love with a terrible woman,” she concluded as she closed the lid of the pot.

‘Thinking of which… Why… Why do I think I love Shuu-kun, then? Do I really love him or just think that I do because I know he will continue being there for me? After all this time… I still don’t know anything.’

‘That aside… Why… Is the misfortune still unresolved?’ she thought as she looked at the game interface to confirm this.

[Requirement: Prevent yet ANOTHER misfortune!]

[STATUS: INCOMPLETE!]

‘Something’s not right,’ she mused.