The First Kiss and the End of a Love
Overwhelmed by emotions she couldn't process in the moment, Elisa found herself staring at the hero right in front of her—and the mysterious woman sitting across from him. Watching the two of them, she felt as if her already chaotic mind was spiraling even further into complete confusion.
Of course, she had known the hero would be spending a pleasant Immanuelmas with that problematic lover of his. But the fact that it was happening right here, right now—right beside her as she received an unexpected confession from Nadan—felt like a dagger flying in from the last place she would have ever expected.
At that moment…
The hero’s voice reached her ears. Seeing him genuinely worried about her after she had dropped her glass in shock, Elisa snapped back to her senses and answered him.
Her voice trembled as she forced the words out. After barely pulling herself from the whirlwind of confusion where she couldn’t think straight, her gaze automatically shifted toward the woman sitting across from the hero—the very person she had been searching for all this time.
So this woman… is the one? The one the hero confessed to and made his lover…
It had been nearly a year since she had come face to face with the source of all her problems. A stunning beauty with golden hair, translucent skin, and an overwhelmingly large and beautiful chest that made Elisa feel utterly inadequate by comparison. Looking at her appearance, Elisa instinctively felt herself shrinking. Still, she spoke carefully.
The hero hesitated slightly at Elisa’s question. Then, the woman in question spoke in his place, a gentle smile on her lips as she addressed Elisa calmly.
"!"
The hero’s face filled with visible panic at her words. Yet despite his reaction, the woman called Esther remained perfectly composed as she looked at Elisa.
"Ugh…"
The way Esther casually referred to him as our Elan while flashing a bright smile at her left Elisa with countless questions she desperately wanted to ask. Yet despite those feelings, she found herself completely swept up in this woman’s pace, unable to fire off even a single proper question.
On top of that, she still hadn’t recovered from the various mental shocks she had just received. As she felt like she was being relentlessly beaten down by the hero’s lover right in front of her, a dizzying sensation washed over her, and something began to boil and bubble up from deep inside her heart.
Elisa had been spending Immanuelmas alone in melancholy until Nadan invited her out. But here, she had received an utterly unexpected confession from an utterly unexpected person, leaving her in a state of extreme mental chaos and pain.
In contrast, the woman before her had spent all this time—while Elisa suffered in unrequited love for the hero, making every mistake imaginable—enjoying sweet moments with him and arriving at this very spot today.
And now, seeing that woman standing in front of her, happily flaunting her affection for the hero… it began to awaken in Elisa a profound sense of emptiness and a deep, burning anger that could only be called spite.
What the hell is this…? After everything I’ve been through… after how much I suffered because of the hero… is this really how it ends? Standing in front of a woman who’s been happily spending time with him, only to end up like this…
In this reality that felt so utterly miserable, in this situation that seemed to mock how meaningless all her efforts had been, Elisa felt a venomous rage surge through her. She looked at the infuriating woman before her and forced a cold smile onto her lips.
"Huh…?"
For the first time, the composure on Esther’s face cracked. Beside her, Nadan let out a slightly flustered voice. But at that moment, Elisa’s gaze was fixed solely on Esther, who was showing clear signs of distress for the first time. A dark, triumphant joy bloomed in her chest, and without thinking, she grabbed Nadan’s hand and spoke without hesitation.
The expression on Esther’s face twisted with genuine shock, rapidly draining of all color. Watching her, Elisa felt all the frustration and jealousy she had been suppressing until now surge forth. A thick, spiteful smile spread across her lips.
And then—
"Mmph!"
"!!"
Elisa boldly reached out and planted a deep, passionate kiss directly on Nadan’s lips.
At the same time, Esther’s face turned deathly pale. She began to stagger as if she might faint from dizziness.
The hero quickly supported her body, his voice full of concern. Looking at him, Elisa spoke in a cold voice, pouring out all the heartache this man had caused her—along with the feeling that she might burst into tears at any moment.
The hero’s face twisted in discomfort as he apologized. Although Elisa was the one radiating hostility, her actions had been framed as nothing more than ‘a display of affection with Nadan.’ In this situation, the hero had no grounds to criticize her. All he could do was support the clearly overwhelmed Esther and leave this completely ruined atmosphere behind.
And so, the moment the hero and Esther disappeared from sight, Elisa collapsed back into her seat, suddenly overwhelmed by a crushing sense of emptiness.
Ha… haha… What the hell did I just do…?
Caught up in a momentary burst of passion, Elisa had done something that even she found ridiculous. The desire to see that infuriating woman’s face twist in agony had driven her to an act that now filled her with intense regret.
I never thought I’d waste my first kiss like this… Not on the person I love… but as a way to land a blow on the person my beloved loves…
Realizing she had acted so impulsively and done something so absurd, Elisa touched her lips and began to feel a deep wave of remorse.
At that moment…
"…Yes?"
At the sound of Nadan’s voice in her ear, Elisa turned with a dazed expression to look at her. Nadan’s face was flushed an uncontrollable shade of red, and she seemed completely at a loss for what to do.
Watching her, Elisa belatedly realized the other aftermath her actions had caused.
"…Ah… um… th-that… well… I mean…"
Nadan asked with an expression full of pure happiness. Seeing her friend look so incredibly overjoyed, Elisa found herself unable to say that it wasn’t what she meant.
Fuck… How the hell did it come to this…? If I tell the truth now, I’ll just sound like a total bitch.
Honestly, this sudden ‘confession’ was quite burdensome for Elisa. She wasn’t particularly opposed to the idea, and she had even tried it a few times during interrogations, so she didn’t feel any strong aversion. The problem was that the other person was Nadan—the last person she had ever expected.
But at the same time, Nadan was one of her closest friends, not some stranger. Elisa simply couldn’t bring herself to hurt her like that.
I already stole her lips on a whim. I can’t just take no responsibility… At this point…
Realizing there was no way out, Elisa forced a smile onto her face and spoke.
"Ah!"
The moment those words left her mouth, tears welled up in Nadan’s eyes as she expressed her joy. Looking at her, Elisa felt like crying from the bottom of her heart, but in the end, she had no choice but to accept it.
Aaah… With this… my love… is completely over…