Yuzuki's Hour 3: — "Confession"

I stood there, watching Rin tease Jiro like usual. The poor guy was squirming, muttering under his breath, face red, clearly regretting ever joining this team. Honestly… I get it. I probably would’ve run screaming too if I were him.

And me? I just… froze, staring. Not at Rin, not at Jiro, but at myself. My chest felt heavy, stomach twisting. Every time I think about what I’m about to do, my mind screams, Don’t. But I know I have to.

So I walked up to Jiro, heart hammering like a drum, and asked, voice quieter than I meant: “Uh… Jiro? Can we talk… alone?”

He blinked, confused, maybe worried. He nodded slowly. “Sure… yeah.”

We stepped outside together, leaving Rin laughing inside the house at some joke she’d made. The night air was cold, and the streetlights cast long shadows across the quiet street. I motioned to a bench near the curb. We sat, and I stared at my hands, trying to steady myself.

And yeah… this is it. I don’t even know if I should be telling him, but I can’t keep it bottled up anymore. You’ll see what it’s like to be me… terrified, heart hammering, and about to say the most personal thing ever.

I hesitated, staring at my hands. My fingers twitched, my stomach twisting like it always did before I revealed something personal. “Okay… I… I have something to admit.”

Jiro blinked at me, eyebrows raising. “Uh… what kind of admit?” His voice carried that mix of curiosity and caution that made my heart pound faster.

I took a shaky breath. “Yeah… well… I… I’m half human, half… warlock.”

I could see his reaction immediately. His mouth opened slightly, then closed. His eyes widened, like he was trying to process something completely impossible. He blinked a few times, clearly speechless. “Wait… w-wait, what?”

I swallowed hard. “Yeah… I know it sounds insane. But… hear me out.” I lifted my hands slightly, trying to keep my voice steady. “Listen.... Kaito and Rin… they know I have abilities. Forcefield and my futuregaze.” I paused, watching him process. “The difference is… I can see the future. Not all the time, not perfectly. Just flashes. I’ve had this power since I was a toddler.”

Jiro froze, his eyes widening. He ran a hand over his face, staring at me like I’d just told him the world was ending. “Wait… what? You… see the future? Since you were a toddler? And… forcefield? You can make a forcefield? That’s… that’s insane. How… how does that even work?”

I nodded quickly. “Yeah I can. Kaito and Rin already know I can do these things… the forcefield and the visions. But… they don’t know the full truth. They don’t know I’m… a warlock.”

His eyes flicked to mine, wide and serious. “A warlock? That’s… holy shit. I… I don’t even know what to say.” He ran a hand through his hair, pacing a little on the spot before stopping to look at me again. “I mean… how does that even, like, how does that even work? Does that mean your magic is from… your mom?”

I nodded slowly. “Yes. My mother was a warlock. My father… human. That’s why I have this mix… half human, half warlock. And, I… I just needed to tell someone. Someone I could trust not to freak out.”

Jiro’s mouth opened again, then he laughed nervously, rubbing the back of his neck. “Wow… okay. Yeah, I didn’t see that coming. Honestly… I’m not even sure how to react right now.”

I bit my lip, feeling my face heat up. “I… I know it’s a lot. And, yes, it’s scary. Last week, during that raid… I just discovered my forcefield could be shaped in ways I didn’t know. Kaito and Rin saw it, of course… they’ve always trusted me with the weird things I can do. But… I never told anyone else the truth. Not even close friends. Not until now... only my dad knows”

Jiro just stared at me, blinking, still trying to process it. “Okay… so… you’re telling me all of this, and I’m supposed to just… accept that you’re some kind of half-human warlock with… future visions? I… wow…” His expression flickered between disbelief, awe, and… maybe a little worry.

I exhaled, laughing shakily. “Yeah. And honestly… I’m terrified of what people will think. Especially Kaito. I like him... like you already know… and he’s seen me as just… me. Not this… not the warlock side.” I hugged myself, feeling the weight of my confession pressing down.

Jiro ran a hand over his face again, eyes softening a little. “Okay… okay. Look, I get it. I mean… it’s wild, yeah. But… you’re still you. That’s what matters. You’re still Yuzuki.”

I looked at him, blinking back some of the nervous tears threatening to spill. “Really?”

“Really,” he said firmly, giving me a small, reassuring smile. “Honestly, it’s… impressive. And yeah, kind of scary, but… it doesn’t change anything. You’re still you, and that’s enough for me.”

I swallowed, letting the relief wash over me for just a second. “Yeah… okay. I guess… I just… had to tell you. I trust you not to… freak out or tell anyone else.”

“I won’t,” Jiro said quietly but firmly. “This stays between us. Promise.”

I let out a shaky laugh, thinking to myself: Yeah… I just said it all. Probably made it awkward as hell. Why do I always do this? But… at least he’s not running away. That’s something.

For a moment, the streetlight above us flickered, casting our shadows long and thin across the pavement. I realized maybe… just maybe… I didn’t have to be completely terrified anymore. I had told someone the truth, and he… he hadn’t recoiled. Not yet.

Jiro finally let out a breath, shaking his head slightly. “Okay… wow. That’s a lot. But… yeah. You’re still the same Yuzuki I know. Forcefield, future visions, warlock, whatever. Doesn’t change a thing for me. Just… don’t do anything too crazy, okay?”

I laughed softly, a little lighter than before. “No promises, Jiro. But… thanks. Seriously. I… really needed to tell someone.”

He gave me a small nod, eyes serious but calm. “And I’m glad you did. Really.”

After that, Jiro walked inside the house again, leaving me all alone in the bench.

I stayed seated on the bench under the dim streetlight, letting the quiet wash over me. My heart was still pounding, my hands trembling slightly.

I glanced up at the stars, and then, just a little thought for you, breaking the fourth wall, as always:

“Okay. Done. Said it. Survived it. Not dead, not fainted. That’s… progress, right? Right? I hope so...”

I took a deep breath, hugging my knees to myself, letting the night hold me for a moment longer before I followed him inside.