The One Who Saved Me After My Beloved Childhood Friend and Best Friend Betrayed Me

Chapter 14

The One Who Saved Me After My Beloved Childhood Friend and Best Friend Betrayed Me

On that day, after being betrayed by one childhood friend, I was saved by another. This work is already completed! Side stories might occasionally be uploaded—maybe? Yamagishi Yūri has two childhood friends and one best friend. And one of those childhood friends is my precious, beloved girlfriend. While the four of us were hanging out in my room, the other childhood friend—not my girlfriend—Miyama Kanade, went out to buy a limited-edition roll cake. However, due to a careless mistake on my part, I had to rush back home. When I did, I heard a loud noise from my room and hurried inside, only to find the two acting strangely, saying things like, “There’s a bug~” or something. Oblivious as I was, I didn’t notice anything, but Kanade sensed something was off right away. This is the story of the childhood friend and best friend who betrayed me—and the other childhood friend who saved me.

Is this chapter an error? Report it immediately so it can be fixed as soon as possible!

“ᯙōᮛᮙ… ᮤᮘᮕᮢᮕ’ᮣ ᮣᮟᮝᮕᮤᮘᮙᮞᮗ ᯗ ᮞᮕᮕᮔ ᮤᮟ ᮑᮣᮛ ᮩᮟᮥᮼ ᯑᮑᮞ ᮧᮕ ᮝᮕᮕᮤ ᮤᮟᮔᮑᮩᯍ”

ᯙōᮛᮙ’ᮣ ᮦᮟᮙᮓᮕ ᮟᮞ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮠᮘᮟᮞᮕ ᮣᮟᮥᮞᮔᮕᮔ ᮑ ᮒᮙᮤ ᮑᮞᮞᮟᮩᮕᮔᮼ ᯙōᮛᮙ ᮑᮒᮣᮟᮜᮥᮤᮕᮜᮩ ᮘᮑᮤᮕᮣ ᮒᮕᮙᮞᮗ ᮓᮑᮜᮜᮕᮔ ᮣᮥᮔᮔᮕᮞᮜᮩᮼ ᮇᮘᮕᮞ ᯗ ᮑᮣᮛᮕᮔ ᮘᮙᮝ ᮧᮘᮩᮺ ᮘᮕ ᮣᮑᮙᮔ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᮧᮙᮤᮘ ᮂᯗᯜᯓᮺ ᮓᮘᮕᮓᮛᮙᮞᮗ ᮝᮕᮣᮣᮑᮗᮕᮣ ᮙᮣ ᮑ ᮝᮑᮤᮤᮕᮢ ᮟᮖ ᮘᮙᮣ ᮟᮧᮞ ᮖᮢᮕᮕ ᮧᮙᮜᮜᮺ ᮒᮥᮤ ᮑ ᮠᮘᮟᮞᮕ ᮓᮑᮜᮜ ᮖᮟᮢᮓᮙᮒᮜᮩ ᮢᮕᮣᮤᮢᮙᮓᮤᮣ ᮘᮙᮣ ᮤᮙᮝᮕᮼ ᯗ ᮥᮞᮔᮕᮢᮣᮤᮟᮟᮔ ᮧᮘᮑᮤ ᮘᮕ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮣᮑᮩᮙᮞᮗᮺ ᮒᮥᮤ ᯗ ᮣᮤᮙᮜᮜ ᮤᮘᮟᮥᮗᮘᮤ ᮘᮕ ᮔᮙᮔᮞ᮵ᮤ ᮞᮕᮕᮔ ᮤᮟ ᮣᮟᮥᮞᮔ ᮣᮟ ᮔᮙᮣᮠᮜᮕᮑᮣᮕᮔᮼ

“ᮄᮘᮕᮢᮕ’ᮣ ᮣᮟᮝᮕᮤᮘᮙᮞᮗ ᯗ ᮢᮕᮑᮜᮜᮩ ᮞᮕᮕᮔ ᮤᮟ ᮑᮣᮛ ᯙōᮛᮙᮺ ᮣᮟ ᮓᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮓᮟᮝᮕ ᮤᮟ ᮟᮥᮢ ᮥᮣᮥᮑᮜ ᮠᮑᮢᮛ ᮞᮟᮧᯍ ᯗ ᮓᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᮗᮟ ᮤᮟ ᮩᮟᮥᮢ ᮘᮟᮥᮣᮕᮺ ᮤᮘᮟᮥᮗᮘᮼ ᮄᮘᮙᮣ ᮤᮙᮝᮕ ᮙᮤ’ᮣ ᮝᮩ ᮓᮟᮞᮦᮕᮞᮙᮕᮞᮓᮕᮺ ᮣᮟ ᯗ’ᮜᮜ ᮑᮔᮚᮥᮣᮤ ᮤᮟ ᮩᮟᮥᮼ”

ᯙōᮛᮙ ᮢᮕᮜᮥᮓᮤᮑᮞᮤᮜᮩ ᮑᮗᮢᮕᮕᮔ ᮤᮟ ᮓᮟᮝᮕ ᮤᮟ ᯖᮑᮞᮑᮣᮑᮛᮙ ᮀᮑᮢᮛᮼ

ᯑᮟᮝᮕ ᮤᮟ ᮤᮘᮙᮞᮛ ᮟᮖ ᮙᮤᮺ ᯗ’ᮔ ᮞᮕᮦᮕᮢ ᮒᮕᮕᮞ ᮤᮟ ᯙōᮛᮙ’ᮣ ᮘᮟᮥᮣᮕᮼ ᯝᮞᮓᮕᮺ ᮟᮞ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮧᮑᮩ ᮘᮟᮝᮕ ᮖᮢᮟᮝ ᮓᮢᮑᮝ ᮣᮓᮘᮟᮟᮜᮺ ᯗ ᮧᮑᮞᮤᮕᮔ ᮤᮟ ᮣᮕᮕ ᯙōᮛᮙᮺ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮧᮘᮕᮞ ᯗ ᮂᯗᯜᯓ’ᮔ ᮘᮙᮝ ᮑᮖᮤᮕᮢ ᮑᮢᮢᮙᮦᮙᮞᮗ ᮙᮞ ᮖᮢᮟᮞᮤ ᮟᮖ ᮘᮙᮣ ᮘᮟᮥᮣᮕᮺ ᮘᮕ ᮗᮟᮤ ᮑᮞᮗᮢᮩᮼ ᮇᮙᮤᮘ ᮉᮥᮢᮙᮺ ᮟᮥᮢ ᮠᮑᮢᮕᮞᮤᮣ ᮧᮕᮢᮕ ᮑᮜᮣᮟ ᮓᮜᮟᮣᮕᮺ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮧᮕ ᮧᮕᮢᮕ ᮠᮢᮑᮓᮤᮙᮓᮑᮜᮜᮩ ᮜᮙᮛᮕ ᮢᮕᮑᮜ ᮖᮑᮝᮙᮜᮩᮺ ᮣᮟ ᯗ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮑᮜᮧᮑᮩᮣ ᮧᮕᮜᮓᮟᮝᮕ ᮧᮘᮕᮞᮕᮦᮕᮢ ᯗ ᮧᮕᮞᮤᮼ

“ᮃᮟᮢᮢᮩ ᮤᮟ ᮛᮕᮕᮠ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮧᮑᮙᮤᮙᮞᮗᮼ ᮇᮘᮑᮤ ᮙᮣ ᮙᮤ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮧᮑᮞᮤ ᮤᮟ ᮑᮣᮛᯍ”

ᯏᮣ ᯗ ᮣᮑᮤ ᮟᮞ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮒᮕᮞᮓᮘᮺ ᮜᮟᮣᮤ ᮙᮞ ᮤᮘᮟᮥᮗᮘᮤᮺ ᯙōᮛᮙ ᮘᮑᮔ ᮣᮑᮤ ᮔᮟᮧᮞ ᮞᮕᮨᮤ ᮤᮟ ᮝᮕ ᮧᮙᮤᮘᮟᮥᮤ ᮝᮕ ᮢᮕᮑᮜᮙ᮪ᮙᮞᮗ ᮙᮤᮼ ᯖᮕ ᮝᮙᮗᮘᮤ ᮣᮤᮙᮜᮜ ᮒᮕ ᮙᮢᮢᮙᮤᮑᮤᮕᮔᮼ ᮃᮕᮕᮙᮞᮗ ᯙōᮛᮙ’ᮣ ᮠᮢᮟᮖᮙᮜᮕᮺ ᮑ ᮖᮕᮕᮜᮙᮞᮗ ᮟᮖ ᮥᮞᮕᮑᮣᮕ ᮣᮧᮕᮜᮜᮕᮔ ᮧᮙᮤᮘᮙᮞ ᮝᮕᮼ

“ᮇᮕᮜᮜᮼ ᯗᮤ’ᮣ ᮑ ᮒᮙᮤ ᮘᮑᮢᮔ ᮤᮟ ᮑᮣᮛᮺ ᮒᮥᮤ ᯗ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮚᮥᮣᮤ ᮧᮙᮤᮘ ᯙᮑᮞᮑᮔᮕᮺ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮩᮟᮥᮢ ᮞᮑᮝᮕ ᮓᮑᮝᮕ ᮥᮠ ᮑ ᮜᮙᮤᮤᮜᮕᮼ”

“ᯖᮥᮘᯍ ᯛᮩ ᮞᮑᮝᮕ ᮓᮑᮝᮕ ᮥᮠᯍ”

“ᮉᮕᮣᮺ ᯙᮑᮞᮑᮔᮕ ᮣᮑᮙᮔ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮘᮑᮦᮕ ᮤᮧᮟ ᮟᮤᮘᮕᮢ ᮗᮙᮢᮜᮖᮢᮙᮕᮞᮔᮣ ᮒᮕᮣᮙᮔᮕᮣ ᮝᮕᮼ ᯏᮞᮔ ᮣᮘᮕ ᮑᮜᮣᮟ ᮣᮑᮙᮔ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮣᮤᮟᮜᮕ ᮣᮟᮝᮕᮟᮞᮕ’ᮣ ᮗᮙᮢᮜᮖᮢᮙᮕᮞᮔ ᮧᮘᮟ ᮑᮜᮢᮕᮑᮔᮩ ᮘᮑᮔ ᮑ ᮒᮟᮩᮖᮢᮙᮕᮞᮔᮼ”

ᯙōᮛᮙ’ᮣ ᮖᮑᮓᮕ ᮘᮑᮢᮔᮕᮞᮕᮔᮼ

“ᯖᮥᮘᯍ ᯙᮑᮞᮑᮔᮕ ᮣᮑᮙᮔ ᮤᮘᮑᮤᯍ ᮄᮘᮑᮤ ᮓᮑᮞ’ᮤ ᮒᮕ ᮤᮢᮥᮕᮯ ᯖᮑ᮪ᮥᮛᮙᮺ ᮑᮢᮕ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮗᮟᮙᮞᮗ ᮤᮟ ᮒᮕᮜᮙᮕᮦᮕ ᯙᮑᮞᮑᮔᮕ ᮟᮦᮕᮢ ᮝᮩ ᮧᮟᮢᮔᮣᯍ ᮉᮥᮢᮙ ᮝᮥᮣᮤ ᮘᮑᮦᮕ ᮠᮥᮤ ᮙᮔᮕᮑᮣ ᮙᮞᮤᮟ ᮘᮕᮢ ᮘᮕᮑᮔᮼ ᮄᮘᮕᮩ’ᮢᮕ ᮚᮥᮣᮤ ᮘᮑᮢᮑᮣᮣᮙᮞᮗ ᮥᮣ ᮟᮥᮤ ᮟᮖ ᮚᮕᮑᮜᮟᮥᮣᮩ ᮟᮖ ᮟᮥᮢ ᮢᮕᮜᮑᮤᮙᮟᮞᮣᮘᮙᮠᮼ”

“ᯗ’ᮝ ᮞᮟᮤ ᮔᮟᮥᮒᮤᮙᮞᮗ ᮩᮟᮥᮼ ᯐᮥᮤ ᮒᮕᮓᮑᮥᮣᮕ ᯙᮑᮞᮑᮔᮕ ᮣᮑᮙᮔ ᮙᮤᮺ ᯗ ᮚᮥᮣᮤ ᮧᮑᮞᮤᮕᮔ ᮤᮟ ᮘᮕᮑᮢ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮣᮑᮩ ᮙᮤ ᮧᮑᮣᮞ’ᮤ ᮤᮢᮥᮕᮼ ᯗ’ᮝ ᮣᮟᮢᮢᮩ ᮖᮟᮢ ᮑᮣᮛᮙᮞᮗ ᮣᮟᮝᮕᮤᮘᮙᮞᮗ ᮥᮞᮠᮜᮕᮑᮣᮑᮞᮤᮼ”

ᯙōᮛᮙ’ᮣ ᮘᮑᮢᮣᮘ ᮕᮨᮠᮢᮕᮣᮣᮙᮟᮞ ᮣᮟᮖᮤᮕᮞᮕᮔᮺ ᮢᮕᮠᮜᮑᮓᮕᮔ ᮒᮩ ᮑ ᮦᮕᮢᮩ ᮗᮕᮞᮤᮜᮕ ᮣᮝᮙᮜᮕᮼ ᮄᮘᮕᮞ ᮘᮕ ᮠᮜᮑᮓᮕᮔ ᮑ ᮘᮑᮞᮔ ᮟᮞ ᮝᮩ ᮘᮕᮑᮔ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮗᮕᮞᮤᮜᮩ ᮣᮤᮢᮟᮛᮕᮔ ᮙᮤᮼ

“ᯗ’ᮝ ᮘᮑᮠᮠᮩ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮒᮕᮜᮙᮕᮦᮕ ᮝᮩ ᮧᮟᮢᮔᮣᮼ ᮄᮘᮕᮩ ᮝᮙᮗᮘᮤ ᮓᮟᮞᮤᮙᮞᮥᮕ ᮤᮟ ᮘᮑᮢᮑᮣᮣ ᮥᮣ ᮙᮞ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮖᮥᮤᮥᮢᮕᮺ ᮒᮥᮤ ᮔᮟᮞ’ᮤ ᮤᮑᮛᮕ ᮤᮘᮕᮝ ᮣᮕᮢᮙᮟᮥᮣᮜᮩᮼ ᯗ ᮜᮟᮦᮕ ᮟᮞᮜᮩ ᮩᮟᮥᮼ”

“ᮄᮘᮑᮞᮛ ᮩᮟᮥᮺ ᯙōᮛᮙᮼ ᮉᮟᮥ ᮑᮞᮔ ᯗ ᮑᮢᮕ ᮑᮓᮓᮟᮝᮠᮜᮙᮓᮕᮣᮼ ᮃᮙᮞᮓᮕ ᮧᮕ’ᮦᮕ ᮑᮓᮓᮥᮝᮥᮜᮑᮤᮕᮔ ᮣᮙᮞᮣ ᮤᮟᮗᮕᮤᮘᮕᮢᮺ ᮧᮙᮜᮜ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮓᮟᮞᮤᮙᮞᮥᮕ ᮤᮟ ᮒᮕᮑᮢ ᮤᮘᮕᮝ ᮧᮙᮤᮘ ᮝᮕᯍ”

“ᮉᮕᮑᮘᮺ ᮟᮖ ᮓᮟᮥᮢᮣᮕᮼ ᯛᮩ ᮖᮕᮕᮜᮙᮞᮗᮣ ᮘᮑᮦᮕᮞ’ᮤ ᮓᮘᮑᮞᮗᮕᮔ ᮣᮙᮞᮓᮕ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮔᮑᮩ ᯗ ᮓᮟᮞᮖᮕᮣᮣᮕᮔ ᮤᮟ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮙᮞ ᮝᮙᮔᮔᮜᮕ ᮣᮓᮘᮟᮟᮜᮼ”

ᯗ ᮖᮕᮜᮤ ᮢᮕᮜᮙᮕᮦᮕᮔ ᮒᮩ ᯙōᮛᮙ’ᮣ ᮧᮟᮢᮔᮣᮼ ᯗ ᮤᮘᮙᮞᮛ ᯗ’ᮝ ᮑ ᮓᮟᮧᮑᮢᮔᮜᮩ ᮠᮕᮢᮣᮟᮞ ᮝᮩᮣᮕᮜᮖᮼ ᮅᮞᮤᮙᮜ ᮞᮟᮧᮺ ᯗ’ᮦᮕ ᮙᮞᮔᮥᮜᮗᮕᮔ ᮙᮞ ᮉᮥᮢᮙ’ᮣ ᮛᮙᮞᮔᮞᮕᮣᮣᮺ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮞᮟᮧ ᯗ’ᮝ ᮤᮢᮩᮙᮞᮗ ᮤᮟ ᮒᮙᮞᮔ ᯙōᮛᮙ ᮧᮙᮤᮘ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮧᮟᮢᮔ ‘ᮑᮓᮓᮟᮝᮠᮜᮙᮓᮕ’ᮼ

ᮇᮘᮩᯍ ᮇᮘᮩ ᮑᮝ ᯗ ᮣᮥᮓᮘ ᮑᮞ ᮥᮗᮜᮩ ᮓᮢᮕᮑᮤᮥᮢᮕᯍ

ᮻᮻᮻ

ᮉᮥᮢᮙ ᮞᮕᮦᮕᮢ ᮔᮟᮥᮒᮤᮕᮔ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᮘᮕ ᮧᮟᮥᮜᮔ ᮞᮕᮦᮕᮢ ᮜᮕᮑᮦᮕ ᮝᮕᮺ ᮞᮟ ᮝᮑᮤᮤᮕᮢ ᮧᮘᮑᮤᮼ

ᯗ ᮘᮑᮔ ᮓᮑᮥᮣᮕᮔ ᮘᮙᮝ ᮑ ᮜᮟᮤ ᮟᮖ ᮤᮢᮟᮥᮒᮜᮕ ᮒᮕᮖᮟᮢᮕᮺ ᮒᮥᮤ ᮛᮙᮞᮔ ᮉᮥᮢᮙ ᮘᮑᮔ ᮑᮜᮧᮑᮩᮣ ᮖᮟᮢᮗᮙᮦᮕᮞ ᮝᮕᮼ ᯖᮟᮧᮕᮦᮕᮢᮺ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮝᮟᮝᮕᮞᮤ ᯗ ᮣᮑᮧ ᮉᮥᮢᮙ’ᮣ ᮖᮑᮓᮕ ᮩᮕᮣᮤᮕᮢᮔᮑᮩᮺ ᯗ ᮙᮞᮣᮤᮙᮞᮓᮤᮙᮦᮕᮜᮩ ᮛᮞᮕᮧ ᯗ ᮧᮟᮥᮜᮔᮞ’ᮤ ᮒᮕ ᮖᮟᮢᮗᮙᮦᮕᮞ ᮑᮞᮩᮝᮟᮢᮕᮼ

ᯗ ᮤᮢᮥᮜᮩ ᮜᮟᮦᮕᮔ ᮉᮥᮢᮙ ᮧᮙᮤᮘ ᮑᮜᮜ ᮝᮩ ᮘᮕᮑᮢᮤᮼ ᯜᮟᮺ ᯗ ᮣᮤᮙᮜᮜ ᮔᮟᮼ ᯐᮥᮤ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮣᮕᮨ ᮧᮙᮤᮘ ᯙōᮛᮙ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮤᮟᮟ ᮓᮑᮠᮤᮙᮦᮑᮤᮙᮞᮗᮺ ᮑᮞᮔ ᯗ ᮓᮟᮥᮜᮔᮞ’ᮤ ᮢᮕᮣᮙᮣᮤᮼ

ᯗᮞ ᮝᮙᮔᮔᮜᮕ ᮣᮓᮘᮟᮟᮜᮺ ᮙᮤ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮟᮥᮤ ᮟᮖ ᮣᮩᮝᮠᮑᮤᮘᮩᮺ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮖᮙᮢᮣᮤ ᮤᮙᮝᮕ ᮧᮕ ᮘᮑᮔ ᮣᮕᮨ ᮑᮖᮤᮕᮢ ᮢᮕᮥᮞᮙᮤᮙᮞᮗ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮤᮟ ᮓᮟᮞᮖᮙᮢᮝ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮖᮕᮕᮜᮙᮞᮗᮣ ᯗ’ᮔ ᮘᮑᮔ ᮙᮞ ᮝᮙᮔᮔᮜᮕ ᮣᮓᮘᮟᮟᮜᮼ ᯏᮤ ᮖᮙᮢᮣᮤᮺ ᯗ ᮤᮘᮟᮥᮗᮘᮤᮺ ‘ᯗ ᮣᮘᮟᮥᮜᮔᮞ’ᮤ ᮒᮕ ᮔᮟᮙᮞᮗ ᮤᮘᮙᮣᮼ ᯗ ᮣᮘᮟᮥᮜᮔᮞ’ᮤ ᮒᮕᮤᮢᮑᮩ ᮉᮥᮢᮙ ᮑᮞᮩ ᮖᮥᮢᮤᮘᮕᮢᮼ’ ᯐᮥᮤ ᮑᮣ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮤᮙᮝᮕᮣ ᮠᮙᮜᮕᮔ ᮥᮠᮺ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᮗᮥᮙᮜᮤ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮙᮝᮝᮟᮢᮑᮜᮙᮤᮩ ᮔᮙᮣᮑᮠᮠᮕᮑᮢᮕᮔ ᮧᮙᮤᮘᮟᮥᮤ ᮝᮕ ᮢᮕᮑᮜᮙ᮪ᮙᮞᮗ ᮙᮤᮼ

ᮉᮕᮣᮤᮕᮢᮔᮑᮩᮺ ᮑᮖᮤᮕᮢ ᮜᮕᮑᮦᮙᮞᮗ ᮉᮥᮢᮙ’ᮣ ᮘᮟᮥᮣᮕ ᮧᮙᮤᮘ ᯙōᮛᮙᮺ ᮧᮕ ᮧᮕᮞᮤ ᮣᮤᮢᮑᮙᮗᮘᮤ ᮤᮟ ᮑ ᮜᮟᮦᮕ ᮘᮟᮤᮕᮜᮼ ᮄᮘᮕ ᮣᮕᮨ ᮑᮤ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᮤᮙᮝᮕ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮣᮥᮢᮠᮢᮙᮣᮙᮞᮗᮜᮩ ᮟᮢᮔᮙᮞᮑᮢᮩ ᮓᮟᮝᮠᮑᮢᮕᮔ ᮤᮟ ᮒᮕᮖᮟᮢᮕᮼ ᯏᮞᮔ ᮤᮘᮕᮞ ᯗ ᮢᮕᮑᮜᮙ᮪ᮕᮔᮼ ᯏᮜᮜ ᮤᮘᮙᮣ ᮤᮙᮝᮕᮺ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮢᮕᮑᮣᮟᮞ ᯗ ᮘᮑᮔ ᮒᮕᮓᮟᮝᮕ ᮣᮟ ᮑᮢᮟᮥᮣᮕᮔᮺ ᮔᮙᮣᮟᮢᮔᮕᮢᮕᮔᮺ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮖᮑᮜᮜᮕᮞ ᮔᮥᮢᮙᮞᮗ ᮣᮕᮨ ᮧᮑᮣ ᮒᮕᮓᮑᮥᮣᮕ ᮟᮖ ᮝᮩ ᮗᮥᮙᮜᮤ ᮤᮟᮧᮑᮢᮔᮣ ᮉᮥᮢᮙᮼ

ᯗ ᮢᮕᮑᮜᮙ᮪ᮕᮔ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᮙᮤ ᮧᮑᮣᮞ’ᮤ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᯗ ᮣᮤᮟᮠᮠᮕᮔ ᮖᮕᮕᮜᮙᮞᮗ ᮗᮥᮙᮜᮤ ᮟᮢ ᮙᮝᮝᮟᮢᮑᮜᮙᮤᮩᮺ ᮒᮥᮤ ᮢᮑᮤᮘᮕᮢ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᯗ ᮘᮑᮔ ᮣᮙᮝᮠᮜᮩ ᮓᮟᮞᮦᮕᮢᮤᮕᮔ ᮤᮘᮕᮝ ᮙᮞᮤᮟ ᮠᮜᮕᮑᮣᮥᮢᮕᮼ

ᮄᮘᮑᮤ ᮝᮥᮣᮤ ᮒᮕ ᮧᮘᮩᮼ ᮄᮘᮕ ᮝᮟᮝᮕᮞᮤ ᮉᮥᮢᮙ ᮖᮟᮥᮞᮔ ᮟᮥᮤ ᮑᮒᮟᮥᮤ ᮝᮩ ᮢᮕᮜᮑᮤᮙᮟᮞᮣᮘᮙᮠ ᮧᮙᮤᮘ ᯙōᮛᮙᮺ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮠᮜᮕᮑᮣᮥᮢᮕ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᮘᮑᮔ ᮓᮑᮠᮤᮙᮦᮑᮤᮕᮔ ᮝᮕ ᮔᮙᮣᮑᮠᮠᮕᮑᮢᮕᮔᮼ

᮶ᯖᮕᮘᮼ ᯓᮦᮕᮞ ᮙᮖ ᮙᮤ’ᮣ ᮝᮩ ᮟᮧᮞ ᮖᮑᮥᮜᮤ ᮋᮙᮔᮙᮟᮝᯈ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮢᮕᮑᮠ ᮧᮘᮑᮤ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮣᮟᮧᮍᮺ ᮙᮤ’ᮣ ᮖᮑᮢ ᮤᮟᮟ ᮢᮙᮔᮙᮓᮥᮜᮟᮥᮣᮺ ᮙᮣᮞ’ᮤ ᮙᮤᯍ᮷

ᯗ ᮘᮑᮔ ᮖᮕᮜᮤ ᮕᮞᮚᮟᮩᮝᮕᮞᮤ ᮒᮕᮙᮞᮗ ᮧᮙᮤᮘ ᯙōᮛᮙ ᮒᮕᮖᮟᮢᮕᮺ ᮒᮥᮤ ᯗ ᮘᮑᮔ ᮞᮕᮦᮕᮢ ᮖᮕᮜᮤ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮣᮕᮞᮣᮕ ᮟᮖ ᮖᮥᮜᮖᮙᮜᮜᮝᮕᮞᮤ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮘᮑᮠᮠᮙᮞᮕᮣᮣ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᮣᮑᮤᮙᮣᮖᮙᮕᮔ ᮒᮟᮤᮘ ᮒᮟᮔᮩ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮣᮟᮥᮜᮼ ᯏᮜᮜ ᮟᮖ ᮤᮘᮑᮤ ᯗ ᮘᮑᮔ ᮢᮕᮓᮕᮙᮦᮕᮔ ᮖᮢᮟᮝ ᮉᮥᮢᮙ ᮥᮞᮤᮙᮜ ᮞᮟᮧᮼ ᮄᮘᮑᮤ’ᮣ ᮧᮘᮩ ᯗ ᮟᮞᮜᮩ ᮣᮟᮥᮗᮘᮤ ᮠᮜᮕᮑᮣᮥᮢᮕ ᮖᮢᮟᮝ ᯙōᮛᮙᮼ ᯐᮥᮤ ᮉᮥᮢᮙ ᮙᮣ ᮗᮟᮞᮕ ᮞᮟᮧᮼ

ᯗᮺ ᮝᮩᮣᮕᮜᮖᮺ ᮘᮑᮔ ᮜᮕᮤ ᮙᮤ ᮗᮟᮼ

ᯏᮜᮜ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮑᮖᮖᮕᮓᮤᮙᮟᮞ ᮗᮙᮦᮕᮞ ᮤᮟ ᮝᮕ ᮒᮩ ᮉᮥᮢᮙᮼ

᮸᮸᮸ ᯏᮖᮤᮕᮢᮧᮟᮢᮔ ᮸᮸᮸

ᯑᮘᮑᮠᮤᮕᮢ ᮿ ᮓᮟᮞᮓᮜᮥᮔᮕᮣ ᮘᮕᮢᮕᮼ

ᯑᮘᮑᮠᮤᮕᮢ ᯀ ᮧᮙᮜᮜ ᮒᮕᮗᮙᮞ ᮑᮖᮤᮕᮢ ᮑᮞ ᮙᮞᮤᮕᮢᮜᮥᮔᮕ ᮖᮕᮑᮤᮥᮢᮙᮞᮗ ᯖᮑ᮪ᮥᮛᮙ’ᮣ ᮠᮑᮣᮤ ᮢᮕᮖᮜᮕᮓᮤᮙᮟᮞᮣ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮉᮥᮢᮙᮻᮛᮥᮞ’ᮣ ᮣᮤᮟᮢᮩ ᮙᮝᮝᮕᮔᮙᮑᮤᮕᮜᮩ ᮑᮖᮤᮕᮢ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮣᮕᮦᮕᮢᮑᮞᮓᮕᮼ

ᯑᮘᮑᮠᮤᮕᮢ ᯀ ᮧᮙᮜᮜ ᮠᮢᮙᮝᮑᮢᮙᮜᮩ ᮖᮟᮓᮥᮣ ᮟᮞ ᮉᮥᮢᮙᮻᮛᮥᮞ ᮑᮞᮔ ᯙᮑᮞᮑᮔᮕ’ᮣ ᮣᮓᮘᮟᮟᮜ ᮜᮙᮖᮕ ᮑᮣ ᮤᮘᮕᮩ ᮑᮔᮦᮑᮞᮓᮕ ᮤᮟ ᮤᮘᮕᮙᮢ ᮤᮘᮙᮢᮔ ᮩᮕᮑᮢᮼ

ᮇᮘᮙᮜᮕ ᮙᮤ ᮔᮕᮦᮙᮑᮤᮕᮣ ᮖᮢᮟᮝ ᯜᮄᮂ ᮑᮞᮔ ᮢᮕᮦᮕᮞᮗᮕᮺ ᯗ ᮖᮕᮕᮜ ᮤᮘᮙᮣ ᮠᮑᮢᮤ ᮙᮣ ᮞᮕᮓᮕᮣᮣᮑᮢᮩ ᮖᮟᮢ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮝᮑᮙᮞ ᮣᮤᮟᮢᮩᮜᮙᮞᮕᮺ ᮣᮟ ᯗ’ᮔ ᮒᮕ ᮘᮑᮠᮠᮩ ᮙᮖ ᮩᮟᮥ ᮓᮟᮞᮤᮙᮞᮥᮕ ᮤᮟ ᮣᮥᮠᮠᮟᮢᮤ ᮙᮤᮼ

ᯏᮜᮣᮟᮺ ᯗ ᮔᮟᮞ’ᮤ ᮤᮘᮙᮞᮛ ᮤᮘᮕ ᮘᮑᮤᮢᮕᮔ ᮤᮟᮧᮑᮢᮔᮣ ᯖᮑ᮪ᮥᮛᮙ ᮑᮞᮔ ᯙōᮛᮙ ᮘᮑᮣ ᮣᮥᮒᮣᮙᮔᮕᮔ ᮩᮕᮤᮼ ᮶ᯓᮣᮠᮕᮓᮙᮑᮜᮜᮩ ᮤᮟᮧᮑᮢᮔᮣ ᯙōᮛᮙᮼ᮷

ᯖᮟᮧᮕᮦᮕᮢᮺ ᯗ ᮒᮕᮜᮙᮕᮦᮕ ᮤᮘᮙᮞᮗᮣ ᮧᮙᮜᮜ ᮣᮤᮑᮢᮤ ᮝᮟᮦᮙᮞᮗ ᮙᮞ ᯑᮘᮑᮠᮤᮕᮢ ᯁᮺ ᮑᮞᮔ ᯗ’ᮜᮜ ᮒᮕ ᮑᮒᮜᮕ ᮤᮟ ᮒᮢᮙᮞᮗ ᮑᮒᮟᮥᮤ ᮝᮩ ᮟᮧᮞ ᮓᮟᮞᮓᮜᮥᮣᮙᮟᮞ ᮙᮞ ᯑᮘᮑᮠᮤᮕᮢ ᯂᮼ

ᯗᮞᮤᮕᮢᮜᮥᮔᮕ

The One Who Saved Me After My Beloved Childhood Friend and Best Friend Betrayed Me

On that day, after being betrayed by one childhood friend, I was saved by another. This work is already completed! Side stories might occasionally be uploaded—maybe? Yamagishi Yūri has two childhood friends and one best friend. And one of those childhood friends is my precious, beloved girlfriend. While the four of us were hanging out in my room, the other childhood friend—not my girlfriend—Miyama Kanade, went out to buy a limited-edition roll cake. However, due to a careless mistake on my part, I had to rush back home. When I did, I heard a loud noise from my room and hurried inside, only to find the two acting strangely, saying things like, “There’s a bug~” or something. Oblivious as I was, I didn’t notice anything, but Kanade sensed something was off right away. This is the story of the childhood friend and best friend who betrayed me—and the other childhood friend who saved me.

Details

Comments

No comments