I wiped myself off in the locker room, changed my clothes and went outside.
After waiting for a while in front of the locker room, Satsuki, Cyril, and Mee came out from the women's locker room.

The other two weren't so bad, but Satsuki kept her head down and wouldn't let me see her expression.
When I looked closely at her, I saw that she was squeezing her hand tightly.

I don't know what she's thinking.
I'm sure she's frustrated that she was effectively defeated and outmaneuvered by that red-haired young man. .......

What should I do in this situation?
Should I approach him in some way or leave him alone?

While I was thinking about this...
When I was thinking about this, Satsuki muttered something like this.

'...... Hey, Will. I ...... don't know why I'm so weak. ......'

Her voice was trembling.
A girl's voice that was about to shatter.

It reminded me of the time when she was defeated by Irene at the royal castle in the royal capital of Greysburg.
But this time, her troubles seemed to be more serious than that time.

'If I'm just going to lose to that bastard in a battle of strength,...... then I'm going to ...... cry out to Will and ask him to comfort me. I've been thinking about it ......?'

Then Satsuki raised her head and showed me her expression.
Her neat face was distorted, and her eyes were filled with tears.

'I really hate myself...... me, me...... why am I so weak...... I'm so tired of this me ......Higghh!

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
I'm not sure what to make of it, but I'm sure it's a good idea.

I almost reach out to her, but then I hesitate.
Is it really the right thing to do, or is it for her own good?

I look at Cyril and Mee.
The two girls looked me in the eye and nodded.

'No one can be strong all the time. If you want, you can do it.

'Yes, sir. It's not my job. The man I love is right in front of me. It's better for you.'

It was a shameful thing to be encouraged by their words, but I made up my mind.
I also remembered that I had told Satsuki before that she should cry when she wanted to, and that I would at least lend her my heart.

And... if you don't know what's right, make a decision and accept the consequences.
Even if she became weaker as a result of my actions, I would accept it as a result of my decision... that's all I can do.

Well, of course Satsuki has her faults.
But I don't feel it's the right time to say that.

I gently hugged the crying girl in the kimono.
Then I put my arms around her back and hugged her tightly.

Then Satsuki hugged me back and cried like a child.

'Aaahhhh! Will, I'm sorry ......! I'm sorry I'm so weak! I hate that I'm so weak! But, but ...... ohhhhh!

I pat Satsuki on the back and look for something to say to her.
I've never consciously dealt with sensitive human emotions before, so I'm not sure what to say to her...

'...... No, Satsuki is doing her best. You shouldn't deny yourself. First of all, love yourself as you are now. And ...... I love you, Satsuki.'

'......! Oh, no! I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Will! I love you, Will! I'm glad I love you, Will. ......!

I'm glad I love you Will!'' Satsuki cried out loudly and hugged me even tighter and stronger.

But there was one problem with that.

Satsuki's all-out hug, with no control over her aura, was a killer move to say the least.
My spine began to scream as Satsuki hugged me.

'Wait, Satsuki...... give, give up...... gulp.'

'Gosh,...... heh,......? Oh, Will, I'm sorry! I'm sorry, but you're foaming at the mouth! I'm not sure what to do, Cyril,......?

In the midst of Satsuki's screams, my consciousness was abruptly cut off.