Can the prophesied harbinger of disaster be loved? She didn't know. She only knew that whatever she already had, she would eventually lose, and whatever she longed for would remain beyond her reach for her entire life. Hachigami Hotaru, a name never favored by the gods, a person who lived for a certain belief, finally became herself again on Christmas Eve, the year she turned twenty-three.
"Mr. Gojo has been married for five years already?"
"I heard he clings to his wife every day!"
"Huh? You've got it backwards. I'm the one who gets clung to by my wife every day!"
"That sounds like a lie..."
"But why have we never met your wife?"
"Because she's already..."
"Hachigami Hotaru was never Satoru Gojo's shield. She was his partner, standing shoulder to shoulder with him, the mother of his child, his... his beloved, the person he wanted to protect with all his life."
"But he couldn't do it. He failed at everything..."
Theme: Over-the-top angst and out-of-character characterization warning. Written at an elementary-school level. If you don't like it, don't read or leave nasty comments. Thank you.
It's very sharp, I saw it till the end, but it's so beautiful!
I finished it in one go, it was so painful 😣 I really like this ending!