The Hikigaya couple's youthful love story is definitely not a problem.

"My child, what if we can't have a boy?" Hachiman said, stroking his chin with amusement.

Yukino choked half to death, then said angrily: If one isn't enough, then two will do. I don't believe we can produce a women's soccer team.

I don't care~ Well... didn't they say there's IVF now? I think you can control the gender, right?

Yui stepped forward to comfort her best friend. Hachiman glared at Yui with hostility. He had just finished a preliminary exploration of this girl last night, and now she was recklessly saying things that ruined his plans.

It seems she doesn't realize how powerful she is unless she's given a good beating.

Hachiman silently decided that he would never be polite to Yui again.

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When Yui saw Hachiman's displeased expression, she immediately cowered, shrinking her head and not daring to utter a sound, fearing that the boy might take his anger out on her.

Actually, I'd really like to have that kind of experience once.

Yukino said with a smile.

Hmph~ Rumi expressed strong disdain for Yukino, thinking that it was one thing for Yukinoshita Hirano to be able to give birth, but it was another matter whether she could satisfy her.

Yukino glanced at Rumi, but didn't take her cold snort seriously.

They thought the little guy was just being as awkward as ever.

"Brother, I'm leaving now," Komachi said to Hachiman.

Oh, note that Hachiman casually responded and then stopped paying attention to Komachi, since this kind of thing happens every day.

Goodbye, Yukino-neechan, Yui-neechan, and Rumi-chan~ Komachi didn't care about Hachiman's reaction. Anyway, this guy usually looked lifeless, and after living together for more than ten years, Komachi was already used to it.

Yukino stared at Komachi's back and said thoughtfully, "When school starts next year, Komachi should be a first-year student at Soubu High School. Then, when we go to school together, the only one we'll be separated from on the way will be Rumi."

That being said, we're almost graduating in the blink of an eye, and once we get to university, only Komachi and Rumi will be at home.

Hachiman reached out and touched Rumi's little head, saying with great concern.

That doesn't matter; university courses aren't that many. The most important thing is self-discipline.

So we can come back often. If you're really worried, just ask my sister to help look after us. She really likes staying in the US.

Hachiman gave a very perfunctory smile. Of course, the boy knew why. Yang Wan had a crush on Rumi. Wasn't it because the little girl looked a lot like Yukino when she was a child? That sister complex couldn't resist. Every time he saw Rumi, he would trick the little girl into calling her "older sister".

However, she didn't consider that Rumi was Hachiman's adopted daughter. If she called Haruno "older sister," how would the family's seniority be calculated?

So every time this happens, Rumi would stare at Haruno with a cold, disdainful look, as if she were looking at someone who was mentally challenged. But Haruno would get even more excited because that contemptuous expression was exactly the same as Yukino's when she was a child.

Tell me honestly, are you really Yukino and Hachiman's biological daughter? I feel like you've traveled back in time.

Yang Nai made these remarks at the time, but what she got in return was her consistent disdain for studying in the US.

Ever since being glared at by Hachiman, Yui had been obediently listening to their conversation. Finally, she couldn't help but speak up: "Time really flies. It feels like it was just yesterday when I went to ask Yuki for help."

However, after exchanging a calm glance, Hachiman and Yukino simultaneously shrugged helplessly, showing no particular feeling whatsoever.

You won't feel this way anymore once you're dead.

Hachiman said this.

What? That's really going too far, little company.

With her pretty little nose wrinkled, Yui protested softly.

Oh, let me put it another way: there's a long road ahead, plenty of time for you to marvel.

There will be plenty of time later.

Recalling what happened last night, Yui blushed instantly, constantly replaying the feeling of the boy's fingers scraping against her flesh.

Yukino raised her eyebrows, looking at the little dumpling's awkward expression and legs pressed together. No matter how she looked at it, she felt that the little dumpling looked somewhat familiar.

What did you do last night? Tell me honestly.

"What could she have done? If she had actually done something, do you think she would be able to walk to school today?" Hachiman's eyes darted around.

Tell me quickly, even if you did something, I won't do anything to you.

I'm just curious, how do you have so much energy?

Although Yukino felt a little jealous, she still had to put on a righteous and awe-inspiring appearance in front of Yui, and she had to accept the words she had spoken back then no matter what.

Just like you usually experience, my hands still feel really sore.

Hachiman used simple and unadorned language to describe an extremely unbearable scene, profoundly demonstrating what it means to be simple and unadorned.

Hmm~ Yukino instantly conjured up a bunch of indescribable images in her mind, combining them with her own experiences. Oh well, I can't be bothered with you. Just take care of yourself.

Yukino gave up trying to persuade Hachiman; after all, he was already an adult and had at least the basic capacity for self-interest.

Little Liu Mei blinked, wondering what these little cubs in front of her were up to.

Although she had matured a bit, she never thought of her godfather as so wicked.

My impression of Yui was only average; I thought she was just an ordinary high school student who was friends with Yukino Hachiman.

However, the little guy instinctively overlooked one thing: what kind of close ordinary friend would stay overnight at a girl's house, let alone sleep in the same bed with him and his fiancée? What Rumi was thinking about was why Yui, this lively girl, could become such a close friend with Hachiman Yukino, who had such a gloomy personality. This matter was almost one of the ten unbelievable things in the little guy's mind.

Rumi, Rumi, what's wrong with you? Hachiman squatted down and pinched his adopted daughter's small body.

"Mmm~" Rumi whimpered in dissatisfaction.

We've arrived at your school, hurry up and go.

Hachiman gently helped Rumi straighten her hat, tightened her scarf, and finally took a pair of gloves out of his pocket.

As he put gloves on Rumi, Hachiman said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I should have given these to you before I left this morning."

Liu Mei shook her head, indicating that she didn't care.

Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed Yukino's bare, slightly red hands, and he immediately felt a surge of joy.

Hmm~ Rumi tapped her forehead with her finger and closed her eyes expectantly, waiting for Hachiman's next move.

Looking back at Yukino, and seeing the girl nod in agreement, Hachiman cupped Rumi's delicate face and kissed her on the forehead. Whether it was because of the heavy clothing she was wearing or Hachiman's gesture, Rumi's cheeks were flushed and she looked incredibly cute.

Goodbye, Dad.

After saying goodbye to Hachiman, Rumi ran into the school.

This child likes you more and more.

Yukino sighed helplessly and revealed the unspoken truth.

Although I've tried to suppress my thoughts recently, they're still quite obvious.

Hachiman remained silent, only gazing at Rumi's retreating figure. He turned to look at Yukino, his lips moving several times without uttering a single word.

Alright, I'm not so jealous as to be jealous of my own eldest daughter. I just wanted to give you a heads-up.

Yukino waved her hand, turned around, and continued walking towards Soubu High School.

Hachiman sighed.

He quickly walked a few steps and caught up with them.

Chapter 177 Principal Hiratsuka Shizuka is About to Take Office

Hachiman followed behind Heike Shizuka, panting heavily, as if he were about to die.

Meanwhile, Shizuka Heike walked ahead in a cheerful mood. Although the items weren't too heavy, it was more comfortable to have someone else carry them than to carry them up the stairs herself.

Anyway, Hachiman isn't an outsider, and it would be a waste to leave him unused. So, Shizuka Taira likes to ask Hachiman for help whenever she needs it.

Hachiman was also quite helpless. When others approached him, he could easily find an excuse to refuse, but if he refused Hiratsuka Shizuka's approach, the boy felt that he must be tired of living.

Why... does she always come to me for these kinds of things? Hachiman is still confused. Hiratsuka Shizuka is a teacher at Soubu High School, so it would be reasonable for her to come to any student, but the female teacher seems to only recognize him.

I'd be in a difficult position even as a teacher if I always had to ask others for help.

The female teacher, who was exactly one cycle older than Hachiman, playfully stuck out her tongue like a little girl, put her hands behind her back, and slightly bowed, her long, flowing hair falling naturally from one side of her body.

Even though Shizuka Heike smokes, drinks heavily, likes to race cars, and occasionally attacks Hachiman, she is surprisingly a very good woman. Although her lifestyle is extremely irregular and she has many bad habits, Shizuka Heike's skin and hair are surprisingly good. She is almost 30 years old, but her face is still as fair and tender as a high school girl's, and her hair is not yellow like that of people who smoke frequently.

It's quite surprising that Hachiman didn't see any trace of time on Hiratsuka Shizuka except for her figure.

Looking at the female teacher in front of him, who resembled a little girl, even Hachiman, with his thick skin, blushed slightly.

Feeling guilty, she looked away, refusing to gaze at the increasingly charming Shizuka Taira.

Ever since that day when Haruno came to his house, Hachiman felt that the woman in front of him was becoming more and more attractive.

It's as if a naive young girl has grown into someone who understands people's hearts.

"What's with that look in your eyes?" Shizuka Heike asked, raising an eyebrow.

He stared at Hachiman with great interest.

However, how could Hachiman, with his excellent mental fortitude, be so easily influenced by Hiratsuka Shizuka's words? He still held onto what he was carrying and pretended to be about to die. What's going on? You should carry something weighing forty or fifty pounds up five floors before asking me.

Hachiman rolled his eyes; he was truly speechless about Heike Shizuka.

You feel embarrassed to ask someone else? But you don't feel embarrassed to ask me? Well, I really don't feel embarrassed to ask you. In fact, I'm quite happy to see you like this.

Hiratsuka Shizuka spoke with a rather wicked sense of humor, leaving Hachiman speechless and unable to retaliate.

Seeing Hachiman's discomfiture, Hiratsuka Shizuka said happily, "Don't worry, I'll just treat you to a meal at Sakaba. It's no big deal."

"So, I still have to pay?" Hachiman said with a regretful expression.

He was quite surprised when Hiratsuka Shizuka said she would treat him to a meal at Saka, since Shizuka rarely treated people to meals.

But when it came time to pay, the female teacher driving the Aston Martin shamelessly started acting cute and pleading poverty.

In the end, the boy had no choice but to take out his wallet and pay the bill.

Hachiman had no expectations for his teacher's frugality; he had never seen a teacher complain about being poor to his student before.

Moreover, the waiter who took the car keys from Shizuka Heike looked at the two of them blankly. People who drive such luxury cars say they are poor, so what about him, who can't even afford a car body with a month's salary? What do you mean by that? Do I look like the kind of teacher who would cheat his students? I just got paid. How about I take you out for ramen tonight? Shizuka Heike patted her chest. Even though she was wearing thick clothes in the winter, Hachiman could see two trembling mounds in front of her.

"I went to a fancy restaurant when I paid for this, and now you're taking me to eat ramen?" Hachiman put the food on Shizuka Heike's table, thinking helplessly, "Forget it, I don't really like ramen."

I appreciate your kind gesture, but there's no need for a dinner party.

Shaking his slightly sore arms, Hachiman unceremoniously sat down in Hiratsuka Shizuka's seat.