Let's do it again, Yukino.

Everyone wants to have a fun-filled cultural festival.

Therefore, those who remained in the meeting room were all conscientious and responsible individuals.

For example, Haruhi Kasuga was elected as the executive committee member by the girls in the class.

and also……

Why is that dead-eyed boy who was in the same club as Yukinoshita still around?

Those listless eyes are completely unsuitable for the current situation. Wouldn't it be better for them to go and stay with that silly tea-haired girl?

Moreover, where is the executive committee chairman who is truly in charge of the whole?

"Please take a look at this, Yukinoshita."

Haruhi handed her back the task sheet for the cultural festival that she had completed that day.

It's just like how the lower class will treat their superiors ten years from now.

"Thanks for your hard work"

"Um, Yukinoshita, you don't really have to work so hard. You just rested for a day and then threw yourself into work again. It's not good for your health. Please take care of yourself and get some rest," Haruhi said to Yukinoshita with a hint of kindness.

Confessing his feelings is out of the question; he's already been thrown over the shoulder once, and he doesn't want it to happen again.

Although, he still had a great deal of affection for this innocent girl.

There's nothing wrong with caring about the girl you like, right? For Haruhi.

"Thank you, but I've already accepted the assignment, so I have to do my best. If I don't finish the work now, I won't be able to catch up on the progress I've fallen behind in. Besides, I've already rested, so I'm perfectly fine. And even if there were no problems, I would still do my best in everything I do; that's my philosophy."

Yukinoshita continued working without looking up.

"..."

This girl's thoughts and ideas are indeed different from those of normal people.

"Well then, thank you for your hard work."

Chunri returned to her seat, gathered her belongings, and walked to the door to leave.

Looking back at the earnest snow, a strange feeling welled up in the boy's heart.

I really hope I can be of real help, not just do some work...

……

Later, at the discussion about the slogan for the cultural festival, Kasuga finally stood out.

"Um, shouldn't the cultural festival be a time for the committee chairperson to lead everyone in working together? But why is it that now everyone except for Committee Chairperson Sagami is working diligently?"

Haruhi delivered lines in a rather incredulous tone that were detrimental to the meeting atmosphere; in fact, he shouldn't have been the one to say them.

But when he saw the snow beneath, he couldn't help but say a few more words.

"Can't you delegate some of the work to Sagami-san? For example, you can let Sagami-sensei do my work, Haruhi Kasuga. If the girls in the class hadn't blindly pushed me to be the class representative, I wouldn't have done it, right? Okay, Yukinoshita, Vice-Class Representative?"

"……turn down……"

Although the response to spring was a very rigid and stiff one,

However, the boy vaguely saw Yukinoshita covering her face with a document and her shoulders trembling uncontrollably.

This guy is probably smirking, he's definitely laughing at me.

However, Springtime was also relieved.

He only hoped to truly help the girl.

This really touched her heart.

Therefore, at the end of the cultural festival, Yukino finally let go of her inner burden, the work of the executive committee returned to normal, and the girl was able to properly direct and promote the smooth progress of various tasks.

……

And then later...

"Which university did you apply to, Yukinoshita?"

In the second semester of third grade, nearing graduation, in a coffee shop, while drinking coffee, he asked a girl he "happened to bump into" at another table.

Over the course of a year, he and this aloof girl had grown a little closer.

Of course, it only got a little closer.

At least he won't throw her over his shoulder the moment they meet anymore, and Haruhi won't confess his feelings to girls anymore.

"Guess. If you guess right, I'll tell you."

Yukinoshita continued to quietly peruse the books on the coffee table, her pretty face remaining unblinking as she spoke softly, her gold-rimmed glasses perched on her nose.

"Anyway, it's okay if you don't tell me. I'll probably be going abroad to study after graduation, so we'll only be able to meet again when I return to Japan."

Springtime rested her chin on her hand, gazing at the view outside the coffee shop window, and said with a pout, somewhat jealous.

The girl's movements as she turned the pages of the book suddenly stopped. She had been engrossed in the book, but she looked up and gazed at the spring sun on the other side.

"Are your academic grades really that high?"

The girl's eyes were filled with confusion, and there was also a hint of barely perceptible anger.

(P.S.: When I get writer's block, I'll fill in with extra chapters.)

Swords and Magic, and the Eastern Empire

Once upon a time, there was a wicked dragon who would come to the weak kingdoms every day to snatch away humans and eat them.

The kingdom's princess decided to sacrifice herself and perish together with the dragon;

The kingdom's warriors are determined to fight the dragon to the death and save their beloved princess and people;

At this moment, a group of people arrived from the distant east.

—They ate the "Tenglizard".

***

In the center of the continent, the massive magical turbulence gradually dissipated. After the end of technological civilization, the two ends of the continent, which had been isolated from each other, finally reconnected.

To the west, the Church's prestige soared, fueled by victories in the war against the alien races. The glory of the elves was long gone, and the alien races eked out a living in a corner. Human nations firmly held onto their hegemony. Only a faint threat loomed from the east.

Meanwhile, the Chanyu, severely wounded in the decisive battle, was searching for a haven to heal his wounds. The Empire, too, was pursuing its arch-enemy and setting its sights on this place.

Chapter Sixty-Five: Xiaoxue, you seem to have become more beautiful.

As the cultural festival came to a close, it seemed that quite a few disturbances had occurred.

It seems that when the chairman took the stage to give his speech, the people backstage noticed that Chairman Sagami was nowhere to be seen.

However, with the help of a self-deprecating boy, Hayato Hayama still found the Sagami committee chairman on the rooftop, who was trying to escape due to frustration.

However, this has little to do with the fact that spring has already passed its honeymoon period after the Minor Snow solar term.

Serving the department,

"Xiaoxue, listen to me. Back then, I, along with Hiratsuka-sensei, Hino-neechan, Shiro-maki-senpai, and the others, formed a pretty interesting band that was no less impressive than Yumiko and Haruki's."

Sitting next to Yukinoshita, Yuihama, who had just joined the Service Club, was like a gleeful Shiba Inu, excitedly recounting the story of what happened at the cultural festival after Yukinoshita left school that day.

"……call."

However, compared to the energetic Yuihama, Yuki, sitting in her usual seat, had her eyes slightly closed, her hands on her knees holding the book she hadn't finished reading. Her calm breathing and quiet, delicate face all indicated that the girl was taking a nap.

"Xiaoxue, what's wrong with you again..."

Yuihama looked at Yukinoshita, who was still taking a nap and hadn't even heard her voice, and couldn't help but turn her gaze to Hachiman, who was far away.

"She was like this as soon as I walked in. It must be because of the heavy workload of the cultural festival those days. Normally, she would wake up if I opened the door."

Hikigaya shrugged and explained to Yuihama as if it were nothing out of the ordinary.

After the cultural festival ended, the two members of the Service Club noticed that Yukinoshita was much more tired than before the festival.

It is almost always possible to see the Minister of Service asleep in his club.

"Does the amount of homework assigned to each class vary?"

Yuihama felt a little puzzled.

……

However, neither of them woke the girl who was catching up on her sleep, and they continued to do their usual things in the Service Club as before.

However, the black tea that Xiaoxue usually brews for the two of them has been absent these past few days.

"These past few days, Haru-kun has been coming to the Service Club less often, and we rarely see him around campus anymore. Has Haru-kun become like Hayato now?"

Looking at the Service Club, which was much quieter than before, Yuihama buried her face in her hands on the long table, complaining dejectedly.

"..."

This is actually a good thing for me.

Hachiman looked out the window with his dead fish eyes. Without the intimidation and threats of Gian Kasuga, his life was going to be much easier.

It would probably be better if he could contact his sister less.

However, it's similar to what this tea-haired dumpling said; ever since that day when Yukinoshita was pulled away from the meeting room,

Kasuga has definitely changed a lot.

Occasionally, when I saw that guy in Shizuka's office, I could also hear him talking to Shizuka about their future after graduation.

In short, it has lost some of its former rudeness and arrogance, and gained more gentleness and tolerance.

"Ever since that concert, even Yumiko often mentions Haruki to me and Hime-chan."

Yuihama also recalled the concert at the cultural festival, and the band formed by Kasuga and Yumiko.

Many of the girls in Yuihama's class were also quite curious and asked Yumiko about the name of the lead singer.

Pity,

Fortunately, Yumiko did not tell them the so-called cruel truth.