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Love You Ninth Day: 01 [Mido Sayoko] ☆◇◇◇◇◇◇ (82) (Patreon)

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2025-12-30 04:17:31

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2026-06

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*Ninth Day: 01 [Mido Sayoko] ☆◇◇◇◇◇◇*

Pa-pa-pa, pap-pa~

A march-like tune ringing in her ear banished Sayoko from the world of sleep.

"Is it... morning already?"

No, this wasn't an alarm. It was the sound of an incoming call. Realizing this, she hurriedly grabbed her smartphone and answered.

『This is Mary-san.』

"I'm so sorry. I'll open it right away, yes."

Looking at the clock beside her bed, the time displayed was "10:08 AM." The two of them had decided to contact each other at ten, but Sayoko had spectacularly overslept.

Looking at her smartphone after ending the call, she saw notifications for about five unread SNS messages.

"Ah-wah-wah-wah."

Still in her pajamas, she rushed to the entryway and opened the door... and there stood Sayoko's goddess.

"G'mornin'."

"Ah-wah-wah-wah."

Since it was a day off, she wasn't in her school uniform, of course. She wore a deep green knit top and skinny jeans below. It was a simple combination, but it looked stunning on the long-legged and stylish Erika.

"You were dead asleep, weren't you."

Placing a basket on the floor and taking off her short boots... Erika gave Sayoko a pointed look from under half-closed eyelids.

"No, really, I'm seriously sorry."

"I don't forgive you."

"I'll apologize with my body."

"That's one of those 'actually a reward' things, isn't it?"

"You saw through me."

Fufufu, they laughed together.

"Well then, pardon the intrusion."

"Yes, welcome."

The two of them went up the stairs and into Sayoko's room.

"Hey, Eri-chan. What are we doing today? Is there anywhere you want to go? Anything you want to go eat?"

When Sayoko asked, Erika put her index finger to her chin with a "Hmm," pretending to think.

"I'd like to hang out at your house, Sacchan. It's been a while, let's just play games all day, or watch DVDs. We used to spend time like that a lot, didn't we?"

"Are you sure, Eri-chan? With just that?"

"It's because it's 'just that' that it's good."

"I see... Well, let's do that then."

"I made sandwiches for lunch, too, so let's eat them together later."

"My muscles and I gratefully accept!"

"Mmm, we are not displeased."

Sayoko rubbed her hands together and bowed. Erika crossed her arms and puffed out her chest imperiously.

"While I'm at it, I'll bring some ingredients from my place and make dinner, too."

"I feel kind of bad about that. My family can at least provide the ingredients."

"...I wonder if there are any decent ingredients in Sacchan's house...?"

"Sorry, I was just trying to act tough."

"Fufufu, don't worry about it. It's fine, if I don't use the ingredients today, they'll just go to waste."

As Erika said that, she showed a fleeting, lonely expression. But Sayoko didn't know what to say to that. She had no choice but to change the subject.

"What should we play?"

"It's been a while, let's play that. [Gunstar Heroines] on the Omega Drive."

Hearing that proper noun from Erika's lips, Sayoko's body trembled for a moment. But she quickly composed herself and continued the conversation with a nonchalant face.

"Okay. Let's take the whole box to the living room, then. Oh, can I get changed first? I'm still in my pajamas."

"Go ahead."

"Since we're not going out, I'll just wear a tracksuit today."

"Aren't you always in a tracksuit when you're at home, Sacchan...?"

"Ya-caught-me~"

"Yes, yes, hurry up and get changed."

"Roger."

She eagerly took off her pajamas and began to change into a tracksuit.

The thought that Erika might be watching her change made it impossible for Sayoko to suppress her rising excitement... but when she glanced back, Erika was just flipping through a manga magazine, skimming it.

If their positions were reversed, Sayoko would have no choice but to max out her visual and memory capacities and stare intently. But Erika was different, so it was only natural.

After changing, Sayoko headed to the living room with Erika. She connected the game to the LCD TV, turned on the power, and they sat down side-by-side on the sofa and began to play.

"What difficulty should we do?"

"It's been a while, so wouldn't Normal be fine?"

"Okey-dokey."

An ordinary, everyday scene.

A commonplace way to spend the time, hardly what one would expect for a precious final day.

But for them, this was more comfortable than anything else.

And it was an irreplaceable time.

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After clearing the game, the two of them watched a nostalgic movie on DVD while eating sandwiches. After watching one more movie, it was time to move on to preparing dinner.

Timing it for when Erika went to her house to get ingredients, Sayoko called out to Kyoka.

"Kyoka, are you watching right now? Are you listening? If you can hear me, please answer. Just for the minimum fifteen-minute increment is fine, show me your avatar."

Noon had long since passed, so her meeting time should have been restored. If she was still monitoring, she should respond by projecting her avatar.

...But the future fairy did not appear.

Then again, considering Kyoka's mental state, that was probably to be expected. There was a high probability that she wasn't even monitoring this place.

Sayoko's anxiety grew.

"Kyoka."

That slender, blonde-haired girl she had seen in the video. The image of her, hugging her knees and crying... it surfaced in her mind.

Sayoko's chest ached fiercely, as if being squeezed.

"...Don't you go thinking anything rash."

It was just as she muttered that. A single sheet of paper fluttered down in front of Sayoko.

Emitting sparkling particles of light, it was reminiscent of the fairy's avatar. It probably wasn't a real object, but a projection onto her vision. When she tried to touch it, her fingers passed right through, just as she'd expected, and she couldn't grasp it.

『I won't get in the way.』

That was written on it in short, simple Japanese. And a little while after she finished reading it, the paper vanished with a soft puff. It was a message filled with the very sentiment of its words.

"Kyoka..."

She was probably still in a mental state where she couldn't even speak properly. Just trying to convey something must have been painful. But even so, Kyoka was worried about Sayoko, and had somehow managed to send her these words.

So, Sayoko decided to repay that feeling.

She nodded, turned her gaze to the empty space... and slowly, with all her heart, she spoke to the unseen girl.

"Thank you, partner."

2025.12.25

From Kiyo-sensei, the artist of the "I Won't Forgive Your Future" manga, here's a 2025 Christmas illustration of the three main girls! Everyone, especially Kyoka, has a great expression.

Ise Feodora, a.k.a. Accelerator: "Oh, is that a Russian Santa motif?"

Kyoka: "Oh, aren't you [Accelerator], the one Sayoko defeated on the fifth night? You know your stuff."

Accelerator (while reflexively patting Kyoka's head): "Thanks for the meta-commentary. My mother's Russian, you see. She taught me about it."

Allow me to explain! Babushka Moroz is based on Ded Moroz (Grandfather Frost), the Russian equivalent of Santa Claus, and Snegurochka is his granddaughter! Her body is made of snow.

Accelerator: "I recognize [Scar]'s outfit, too. My family, the Ises... my paternal grandmother was German. That's Krampus, isn't it?"

Kyoka: "That's right! He's a monster who threatens bad kids by saying he'll 'put them in his basket and carry them off, or whip them,' to encourage them to study. In other words..."

Accelerator & Kyoka: "'The Western version of a Namahage.'"

Accelerator: "It suits you well, [Scar]."

Kyoka: "It suits you well, Sayoko."

Accelerator & Kyoka: "'Any bad kids here?!'"

Sayoko: "Should I throw some coal or potatoes at you two? Like, 'Any kids here with bad aim?'"

Erika: "Sacchan, that would make you Black Santa."