Not limited to light novels, when the series we like, such as anime and manga, end, we all feel a sense of relief, happiness and loss, either big or small. The longer you’ve been with it, the larger the impact it has on you.
Right now, at Saito’s house, I was experiencing this feeling.
(Aahhh, this is the end of this series. It was fun, but I can’t read it anymore…)
I started reading at her house, and the number of books I read per day obviously increased. As a result, I had finished the entirety of my favorite series.
There were a lot of books I liked, but this series was particularly interesting and I had a special attachment to it, so I was sad to see it end.
Of course, I felt refreshed after reading everything, but my sense of loss was stronger than that. I couldn’t help but let out a small sigh of loneliness.
[Have you finished reading?]
She must’ve heard my sigh, because she called out to me. When I turned to her, she had closed her book, looked up, and our eyes met.
[Yeah, well…]
[…Are you not feeling good? Ah, is it because the series ended with that volume?]
She noticed I was acting strangely, and lowered her eyebrows a little, looking at me with concern. She glanced at the book in my hand and guessed why I was depressed.
[Yes, that’s right. I knew it was interesting and I liked it, so it was even more…]
[I understand! I can’t help but feel sad when my favorite work is over]
When I replied lazily, she agreed with me in an unusually strong tone. Her voice was so strong that it lingered in my ears.
She also likes reading, so she must’ve felt the same way. [I can’t get used to this feeling…] she muttered and nodded.
[Exactly. It’s nice to be able to read a story all the way through, but it’s still sad to see it end…]
Even as I talked, my mood didn’t return to normal, and another sigh came out of my mouth. The sense of “it’s over” stayed in my heart, and my mood didn’t recover.
As I looked down at the cover of the book, immersed in the bitter aftertaste, I suddenly noticed something.
(Huh? This means I have no more reason to be involved with Saito anymore…)
I forgot in my agony, but the original reason why me and Saito are involved with each other is to lend and borrow books. As an extension of that, I’m now allowed to be in her house.
But now that I finished reading the series, it means there’s no longer a reason to be involved with her anymore, and I was struck with a different type of loss.
[What’s wrong?]
[No, it’s nothing…]
She tilted her head and stared at me curiously, which probably meant I was showing it on my face, so I hurried to deny it. But maybe because I was so upset, my voice sounded weak and lacking in energy.
I couldn’t talk to her anymore if this relationship was over. If I wanted to, I could, but I won’t be able to talk to her everyday like I used to. The thought of that made my heart ache terribly.
When I first got involved with her, I thought it was just a relationship of lending and borrowing books, but it looks like I valued this more than I thought.
It’s regrettable that it had to end, and I felt a strong drive to prevent it from ending.
[This is the end of our relationship, right?], but I couldn’t find the courage to say it and my mouth didn’t open. I tried over and over, but I couldn’t do it. Only silence remained.
When I froze, unable to ask, she politely put her hand on mine and offered me a book that was on the desk.
[Tanaka-kun, I believe this is your next book, right?]
[…Eh?]
The book she mentioned was the first volume of the series she’s been reading lately.
When I stared at her, dumbfounded and unsure, I saw her surprised and puzzled face.
[Eh? Didn’t I promise to lend you this one next?]
I was curious about the book she was reading, so I asked her about it at the end of the year, and I remembered that I had promised to borrow it after I finished the series I was reading.
The fact that I could interact with her again filled my heart with joy. I was so happy that my voice became loud and I hurriedly accepted the book she offered to me.
[A-Ahh! That’s right! I’ll borrow it. Thanks!]
[No, you’re welcome]
Perhaps she was relieved I received it properly, her expression softened and she smiled.
The way she laughed and smiled was so attractive I couldn’t help but be fascinated, and I felt my heart throbbing with joy.
(Well, I’m still glad we can still continue… this relationship)
I was inwardly relieved that I didn’t have to end my relationship with her yet. Looking at her peaceful smile, I let out a small sigh of relief.
Not limited to light novels, when the series we like, such as anime and manga, end, we all feel a sense of relief, happiness and loss, either big or small. The longer you’ve been with it, the larger the impact it has on you.
Right now, at Saito’s house, I was experiencing this feeling.
(Aahhh, this is the end of this series. It was fun, but I can’t read it anymore…)
I started reading at her house, and the number of books I read per day obviously increased. As a result, I had finished the entirety of my favorite series.
There were a lot of books I liked, but this series was particularly interesting and I had a special attachment to it, so I was sad to see it end.
Of course, I felt refreshed after reading everything, but my sense of loss was stronger than that. I couldn’t help but let out a small sigh of loneliness.
[Have you finished reading?]
She must’ve heard my sigh, because she called out to me. When I turned to her, she had closed her book, looked up, and our eyes met.
[Yeah, well…]
[…Are you not feeling good? Ah, is it because the series ended with that volume?]
She noticed I was acting strangely, and lowered her eyebrows a little, looking at me with concern. She glanced at the book in my hand and guessed why I was depressed.
[Yes, that’s right. I knew it was interesting and I liked it, so it was even more…]
[I understand! I can’t help but feel sad when my favorite work is over]
When I replied lazily, she agreed with me in an unusually strong tone. Her voice was so strong that it lingered in my ears.
She also likes reading, so she must’ve felt the same way. [I can’t get used to this feeling…] she muttered and nodded.
[Exactly. It’s nice to be able to read a story all the way through, but it’s still sad to see it end…]
Even as I talked, my mood didn’t return to normal, and another sigh came out of my mouth. The sense of “it’s over” stayed in my heart, and my mood didn’t recover.
As I looked down at the cover of the book, immersed in the bitter aftertaste, I suddenly noticed something.
(Huh? This means I have no more reason to be involved with Saito anymore…)
I forgot in my agony, but the original reason why me and Saito are involved with each other is to lend and borrow books. As an extension of that, I’m now allowed to be in her house.
But now that I finished reading the series, it means there’s no longer a reason to be involved with her anymore, and I was struck with a different type of loss.
[What’s wrong?]
[No, it’s nothing…]
She tilted her head and stared at me curiously, which probably meant I was showing it on my face, so I hurried to deny it. But maybe because I was so upset, my voice sounded weak and lacking in energy.
I couldn’t talk to her anymore if this relationship was over. If I wanted to, I could, but I won’t be able to talk to her everyday like I used to. The thought of that made my heart ache terribly.
When I first got involved with her, I thought it was just a relationship of lending and borrowing books, but it looks like I valued this more than I thought.
It’s regrettable that it had to end, and I felt a strong drive to prevent it from ending.
[This is the end of our relationship, right?], but I couldn’t find the courage to say it and my mouth didn’t open. I tried over and over, but I couldn’t do it. Only silence remained.
When I froze, unable to ask, she politely put her hand on mine and offered me a book that was on the desk.
[Tanaka-kun, I believe this is your next book, right?]
[…Eh?]
The book she mentioned was the first volume of the series she’s been reading lately.
When I stared at her, dumbfounded and unsure, I saw her surprised and puzzled face.
[Eh? Didn’t I promise to lend you this one next?]
I was curious about the book she was reading, so I asked her about it at the end of the year, and I remembered that I had promised to borrow it after I finished the series I was reading.
The fact that I could interact with her again filled my heart with joy. I was so happy that my voice became loud and I hurriedly accepted the book she offered to me.
[A-Ahh! That’s right! I’ll borrow it. Thanks!]
[No, you’re welcome]
Perhaps she was relieved I received it properly, her expression softened and she smiled.
The way she laughed and smiled was so attractive I couldn’t help but be fascinated, and I felt my heart throbbing with joy.
(Well, I’m still glad we can still continue… this relationship)
I was inwardly relieved that I didn’t have to end my relationship with her yet. Looking at her peaceful smile, I let out a small sigh of relief.
