It's just a doujin, right?

As Miyuu helped pick Iroha up, Fumiyo suddenly ran down crying. Oh no. Don’t tell me she got rejected. Wait, of course she’d get rejected. Yoshi loves me, right? Wait, did she even get rejected? Let’s check the fandom…

“Heartbreak!”

“Fumiyo did not deserve that.”

“Sorry Fumiyo, I love Erika. Lol”

Yeah, Yoshi totally rejected her. Yoshi then awkwardly came running down the path.

“Oi, have you seen- Huh!? Why’s Iroha bleeding!? Seriously why’s all this happening!?” Yoshi grumbled as he helped carry Iroha.

“What happened with Fumiyo?” I asked.

“*Sigh* I poorly worded my response. I didn’t mean to hurt her. It’s just, I don’t see her the same way she sees me,” Yoshi muttered.

“So you rejected her?” Miyuu asked bluntly.

“Y- Yes. I guess you could say I did.”

“*Tch* You idiot! You should learn to look at women a bit more romantically. Wait, don’t tell me you’re- “

“There is a girl I- I- I guess you could say I see somewhat romantically.”

Miyuu immediately blushed.

“W-Well I guess that’s alright. But you should apologize to Fumiyo. I don’t want her hurting herself because of you. Yona and I can handle Iroha. You go after Fumiyo,” Miyuu ordered.

Yoshi nodded and charged down after Fumiyo.

“Hmm? Why was Yoshi-kun running off like that?” Yukino asked as she walked up with Sara.

Yukino really was a beautiful woman. Her long white hair, her beautiful skin, her soothing voice, those light blue eyes… AH! I hate it when I end up crushing over her! But she’s just so beautiful. Come to think of it, I wonder if her beauty and elegance is why everyone likes her.

“Fumiyo-san was crying. I bet Sakaaguro-kun did something dumb,” Sara scoffed as she fixed her glasses.

Ah yes, Sara. She realized she had feelings for Yoshi after he confessed to me. According to that manga, she apparently spent lots of time with Yoshi and his family. She even got close with some of his younger siblings. I also just passed her in the rankings. OH! I should check them to see what-“

“OI YONA!”

“BUGYAAAH!”

“Seriously, why have you been spacing out all day?” Miyuu grumbled as she shoved Iroha towards me.

“You’re strong enough to carry her, though don’t even think of dropping her down the stairs. I don’t know why you slapped her, but you better not hurt her anymore.”

“Wha-what!?”

“Don’t play dumb. That slap mark’s the same size as your hand. You’re also the only one with the freakish amount of strength needed to knock her out with a slap,” Miyuu huffed as she stormed off with Sara and Yukino.

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As we rode the bus back, I decided to look at the fandom. I was still 4th in the rankings. A real distant 4th, ugh. Though Miyuu and Yukino had begun to close in on Fumiyo. I guess that rejection hurt her in more ways than one. Though what caught my eye was some fanart? It was a picture of me kissing Yukino on the lips. Seriously, it looked so realistic it creeped me out. I wanted to close the fandom and clear my mind, but I saw something titled, FrankenIroha.

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WHY DID I CLICK ON THAT HORRIBLE POST!? IT WAS AWFUL. Is that how the fandom sees Iroha? As a crazed psychopath that would kidnap Yoshi and do all those horrible thing to our friends, our sisters, to me. I couldn’t help but clutch my right thigh after I closed the fandom.

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I struggled to eat dinner in the hotel restaurant. No. I need to calm down. That was just some creepy fan doujin. Even though it looked similar to that manga it was just a doujin. It was just a doujin, right?

“Ara ara. You look quite shaken Yona,” Iroha giggled as she sat next to me.

I yelped as I instinctively covered my right thigh with my hands.

“Ara? Why so jumpy. Onee-san’s not mad, just a little upset, that you messed things up,” Iroha giggled as she poked the bandages on her face.

“S-sorry.”

“Ara, well I did hear Fumiyo got dumped. Looks like there was nothing to worry about. Though, I’m still suspicious of you,” Iroha glared as she picked up a knife.

Once again, I yelped as I instinctively covered my right thigh with my hands.

“Hmm? Why are you covering your right leg with your hands? I’m not going to cut you silly,” Iroha menacingly smiled at me.

NO NO NO NO NO! THAT CAN’T BE REAL! If I remember, after Yoshi told her off, she became heartbroken and became a nun for the rest of her life. Yes, let’s change the topic.

“Say Iroha, what do you wanna do after graduating?”

“Be with Yoshi. I love him.”

“Oh so you’ll be a nun-“

“Huh!? Why the hell would I become a nun!?” Iroha growled as she threw her knife on the plate.

“You listen closely, just because you spent the most time with him on that Okinawa trip doesn’t mean I’ll let you have him. He’s MY savior. I love him!” Iroha growled as she got up and walked away.

I trembled as I struggled to comprehend. Don’t tell me I changed the future. Iroha wasn’t supposed to get angry like this. No, I’m probably just tired. Heck, maybe after a good night’s sleep, I’ll wake up next to Yoshi. Yes. This all has to be a dream.

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I woke up, in the Kyoto hotel room. It’s the aliens then dammit! Augh! I wanna go back to my wedding!

“Oi Yona, stop the racket! It’s only 5:30,” Miyuu groggily grumbled.

“Ara, you’re both up. Then let me update you on what transpired. Fumiyo ran away and said she’s going to become a monk,” Iroha stated.

Huh!? No, Fumiyo’s not the one that’s- Iroha. Oh no, this is all because I opened my mouth. WAIT! Is Fumiyo really OK!? Let me check the fandom.

“That snake. How dare she tell Fumiyo to solve all her problems by becoming a monk.”

“Well at least she didn’t kill her.”

“Fumiyo will still be best girl even as a monk.”

Oh good, she really became a monk. WAIT A MONK!?

I immediately leapt out of bed and threw on my sneakers as I ran out the door.