I Joined the Sentai Heroes Who Were Beautiful Girls Other Than Me but the Heroines Were All Yanderangers

14. Asagi Sky’s Talent 1

I visited the base for the first time in a few days to talk to the doctor, but for some reason I was still comforting Nightingale, who was still sobbing. “It’s about time…” When I tried to get up, she complained about the pain in her wound so I couldn’t move and about an hour and a half passed.

When Peach and I entered Shiundan, we ran into Nightingale crying, and when we got worried and followed her, she naturally went into ‘Blue’s’ private room. Apparently Nightingale had been having problems, and the scars from cutting her wrist suggested that she was in a serious crisis. I wanted to help her if I could, but as a college student spoiled by peace, all I could do was comfort her. I wanted to talk to Dr. Gentian about her problems, but Nightingale was holding onto my shirt so tightly she wouldn’t let go.

Heroes are different. Maybe it’s only natural since they have the very special job of being heroes of justice, but if there’s such a thing as a predisposition to being a yandere like the doctor said, I wonder if I’m overthinking things when I see her behavior as a sign of that.

“Nightingale, has the pain subsided?”

“…”

“Um, if it hurts too much, you should go to the hospital…”

“No, I won’t!”

Even in the dimly lit room, Nightingale looked me straight in the eye. Her expression was desperate, but it also seemed like she was trying to keep me from getting away.

“The hospital is a no-go… We’re heroes. What if Finis Green gets wind of me being all scratched up like this?”

“Then let’s at least talk to the doctor?”

She only says the reason she cut her wrists was minor stress, but does the doctor know about this?

“I can’t stay here forever, you know. Dr. Gentian is a woman too, and she’s older and knows a lot about hero work. Why don’t we go talk to her together?”

Bullying among team members is a stressful situation that the doctor can’t ignore. I can’t believe that Dr. Gentian, with her sharp instincts, hasn’t noticed it at all. We should talk to her properly.

“…I’m sorry, I don’t trust her.”

“The doctor?”

“Yes. To Dr. Gentian, Finis Red’s strength is the most important thing, so Suoh gets preferential treatment. She wouldn’t listen to me, a hero who’s weak. Suoh hates me, so there’s no way the doctor would protect me. “

“…”

Really? If that’s the case, she’s a terrible boss, but I don’t think Dr. Gentian is the type who can’t stand up to Akane-san. More than anything, Dr. Gentian’s carefree and free-spirited image doesn’t t fit with the idea of her turning a blind eye to discord and bullying among team members for her own gain.

“I understand. Then I’ll persuade Dr. Gentian.”

“Sora-san…”

“Is that okay? Don’t worry, I won’t say that Nightingale asked me. I’ll just pretend I noticed on my own. If a third party like me points it out, she won’t be able to show such blatant favoritism.”

“……..”

She didn’t look like she was hesitating so much as like she was thinking of a plan. After a while, Nightingale replied as if she had given up.

“Okay. But there’s just one thing I’d like to ask.”

“What is it?”

“I’m sure that in order to protect Finis Red, Dr. Gentian might badmouth me to you out of personal spite… But I’m the one telling the truth. Please don’t be fooled.”

Nightingale was so desperate that she didn’t seem like she lying was.

“I understand. I believe Nightingale.”

But there were some holes in her story. I made a promise I didn’t know if I could keep and let go of her hand. I didn’t have the guts to tell the truth to a woman who was this hurt: ‘I can’t make that promise.’

“A-and, I’m sorry. Can I ask you one last thing?”

After looking at my hand regretfully, Nightingale smiled softly and continued.

“Are you worried about me, Mr. Sora…?”

“Eh?”

I was caught off guard by the unexpected question, but I couldn’t find any hidden intention, at least not for me.

“Of course. Like I said earlier, I’m worried about you, Mr. Uguisu. I don’t want you to hurt yourself again… If you ever feel so sad that you feel like cutting yourself again, please call me before you do anything.”

“…Mr. Sora”

The numerous wounds were clearly self-inflicted. He insisted that it was nothing, but I couldn’t help but worry after seeing them. I wondered if he asked me that because he had never had anyone to worry about him before.

I had seen on TV that some children engage in self-harm or dangerous behaviors due to lack of parental love, and I thought that Mr. Uguisu’s suspicious behavior might be caused by a past in which he was ignored by those around him.

“Promise me, Mr. Uguisu. I’ll be worried if you get hurt.”

If that’s the case, maybe he’ll stop self-harming if he knows that someone cares about him. I’ll do what I can.

“…Yes, thank you. I’m sorry for being so selfish.”

“It’s okay. Well then.”

Satisfied with my words, Mr. Uguisu finally let go of my hand.

“Take care, Mr. Sora.”

He still didn’t seem to have any intention of leaving my room. I didn’t mind since it’s a room provided to me as a member of the team, and I don’t intend to live here like Himawari, but I couldn’ t trust someone who just barges into other people’s rooms without permission.

There were too many things I couldn’t decide on my own. Anyway, I had no choice but to visit the doctor.