Let's do it again, Yukino.

He remembered being hit by a car, and before he was thrown into the air, he seemed to see Xiaoxue trying to leap over him to save him.

Forehead--

!!!

"Xiaoxue??"

I remember that at that time, she was probably hit by the car along with me—

In that case, what about Xiaoxue and the child in her womb...?

After figuring things out, Qing's face gradually darkened. He quickly jumped out of bed, calling out Xiaoxue's name as he pulled back the curtain that was blocking his view.

For some reason, Haruhi felt a sharp, needle-like pain in his left leg, but he couldn't care less about that at the moment. He pulled back the curtain and got up to look for his girlfriend.

But before he could even take two steps off the bed, a tall figure walked up to him in a few strides and pressed him back onto the bed.

"Haruhi-kun, why don't you take a break? Hiratsuka-sensei has already asked for half a day off for you. You can go to class in the afternoon."

When Ms. Chiba saw the boy who had just woken up from his coma, she, who had originally planned to continue listening to the two's crosstalk, put away her earlier wicked sense of humor.

"Class? Kasuga-kun? I haven't heard that title in years."

Hearing this somewhat nostalgic address, Qing, who had just lay back down on the bed, seemed to realize that something was amiss.

The surrounding facilities and environment seem familiar.

However, there was also a sense of unfamiliarity, as if we hadn't seen each other for a long time.

He followed the female teacher's gaze and looked down.

He draped a black and white Soubu High School boys' uniform over his shoulders, rolled up the cuffs of both arms to his upper arms, and unbuttoned the two buttons on his white shirt, revealing his somewhat muscular chest.

I looked up and glanced at the mirror placed not far away.

Although his features were sharply defined, he exuded a gloomy, thuggish aura.

Um, I think, maybe, it seems like I saw my past self. Is it just my imagination?

Qing saw her former, infamous delinquent self in the mirror.

"Forehead!!!!!"

Isn't this just like me in high school?

Covering her mouth, Qing stopped her gasp under the suspicious gaze of the school nurse, but the turmoil in her heart dealt her another blow.

"What's wrong, Kasuga-kun? Are you feeling unwell somewhere?"

Chiba asked again with concern. Although the teacher who brought the two of them here had repeatedly told her that the boy was a notorious troublemaker, she, who had only recently started working at the school, still regarded all the students in the school as children who could be taught and corrected.

"Really nothing's wrong? Kasuga-kun, you look terrible. Did you fall down the stairs and hurt yourself somewhere?"

Haruhi pinched her cheek again to make sure she wasn't dreaming, and then fell into a state of confusion and bewilderment.

My future has become a dream? What should I do?

……

Just then, a hoarse yet gentle girl's voice came from the hospital bed next to Chunri, her words carrying a complex and unfathomable emotion.

"Mr. Yuan, if it's alright, could you please excuse me for a moment? I have something I'd like to say to this student, Haruhi."

The curtain next door was slowly drawn back, revealing a graceful figure leaning against the hospital bed, holding a book in her hands and reading quietly.

"Yukinoshita-san, um, I just heard Hiratsuka-sensei explain that this Kasuga-san bumped into you by accident while going down the stairs, it wasn't intentional."

"I know him, so could you please give me a little time to be alone with this Haruhi-kun?"

With a polite smile still on her face, the girl looked away from her book and continued to make her request while looking at Professor Minamoto Chiba.

Although Ms. Yuan looked somewhat hesitant, she ultimately agreed to the young boy and girl's request.

"...Then I'll go report to Professor Hiratsuka about your situation. I'll be back in a bit. In the meantime, please get along well."

……

The door to the infirmary was slowly closed, and the footsteps outside faded into the quiet atmosphere.

"It feels like we've gone back to the time when we first met in high school."

Looking coldly at the boy in front of her, Yukinoshita, who had just acted somewhat naive in front of outsiders, immediately regained her aloof expression. Although she looked like a seventeen-year-old girl, she stared at the boy opposite her with eyes that looked at trash.

"Um, Xiaoxue?"

The boy tentatively called out the nickname.

"Don't use such a disgusting name to refer to me. From this moment on, I have nothing to do with you anymore, Kasuga-kun."

Yukinoshita continued coldly.

Judging from this, she must have had the same experience as me.

The boy chuckled to himself.

Spring slowly got out of bed, pushed open the half-open window not far away, took a deep breath of the long-lost fresh campus air, and sighed again.

"We might have gone back to Soubu High School seven years ago. I remember we first met in this infirmary, right?"

It's wonderful to have another chance at life.

Yukino Yukino is a life that can be lived again with Haruhi Haruhi.

A smile played on his lips; despite being a gloomy and delinquent teenager, his heart was filled with a longing for sunshine.

He turned around, his fairly handsome face directly facing his ex-girlfriend, and said in a loud voice.

"I'm really sorry to say this, but before that car accident, I made a wish."

As if understanding something, Yukinoshita put the book aside and strolled lightly to Haruhi's side, her clear and beautiful eyes filled with disgust for the figure reflected in her pupils.

"Really? It seems our rebirth this time wasn't a coincidence. Back then, I also made a wish by the roadside."

The shadow of the curtain fell on that flawless face beneath the snow, while the sunlight outside the window shone on the spring uniform jacket.

Despite the interplay of light and shadow, the sound of breathing can still be clearly heard in the space.

"If I could do it all over again, I would never date Xiaoxue again!!!"

"If I could do it all over again, I would never date Kasuga again!!!"

Cherry blossoms drifted slowly down, and a gentle breeze wafted in through the window.

In unison, the boy and girl clearly expressed their wishes in this infirmary.

Yes, I never want to date you again!!!

I'm really sorry about Chapter Two.

"So, you, like me, opened your eyes and found yourself back in the past, right?"

Sitting in the infirmary, in order to sort out everything that had happened to her, Haruhi decided to first go through all the information they knew with the person in front of her.

Since junior high school, Haruhi had become quite indifferent to the school clinic. As someone who was prone to minor fights every two days and major brawls every five days, the clinic was a place he frequented.

"I remember the first time we officially met was at that stairwell in school. Looking back on the seven years after I met you, it was really unlucky. It's ridiculous that I actually thought you were a nice guy back then."

Yukinoshita curled her lip in disdain, her face cold, and sat on a stool, looking out the window speechlessly. She had even forgotten that she had ever fallen for such a terrible guy in the first place.

"I'm really sorry to have met such a nice guy like me."

"Seriously, in other novels only the male protagonist travels to the past, why is it that in my case, it's the couple who go back to the past together?"

Haruhi held his head in his hands. Having read many light novels about rebirth and time travel after graduating from university, he, as a time travel enthusiast, could not help but understand what had happened to him.

Looking back now, the broken relationship, despair about life, and the sudden car accident—weren't all of these things fulfilling the premise of time travel?

"Hey, clever Kasuga-kun, please think carefully about how you can go back to the future?"

Yukinoshita wore a mocking expression, but then hesitated for a moment and inexplicably asked a question that Haruhi couldn't understand.

"Um, why do we need to go back?"

Haruhi was somewhat puzzled. He had thought that Yukinoshita would be quite happy to have returned to the origin of everything.

"Didn't you just say the same thing, that you would never date me again if we had to go through it again? But if we go back in time, we might still be lovers, and I'll still be your annoying boyfriend."

Shaking her head, Spring Day had decided to adapt to everything that had happened.

At least the mother under the snow, he had truly had enough.

"Xiaoxue, look, now we don't have to break up with each other anymore, and you don't have to face me all day long, being a lazy bum who makes you hate me. You should be so happy now, right?"

After stretching and finishing her story, Chunri walked towards the outside of the infirmary.

"Right now, I possess the healthy body of a seventeen-year-old and the skill and gentleness of a twenty-five-year-old mature man. Giving teenage girls supreme pleasure is a piece of cake. Hahaha, the wonderful life of a great harem awaits me."

After several years of exposure to society, and now, with the freedom to change his expression, he has easily shed his former sinister aura. With a silly smile on his lips, he has begun planning for his high school years.

"Oh? Is it the technique of a mature man? Where? Like that size that's about the size of an embroidery needle? Ha!! Kasuga-kun, you're just overthinking it."

Yukino sat in her seat, her face cold, staring intently at Haruhi's crotch with narrowed eyes, seemingly having thought of something, her expression full of sarcasm.

Chunri was enraged by these words: "I don't know who was shamelessly talking to me about Motorola back then!! Now that we've broken up, you're talking badly about your ex-boyfriend. Is there any woman like you?"

"That's just to satisfy your vanity; you're overthinking it."

Yukinoshita replied expressionlessly.

"...Hmph, a good man doesn't argue with a woman."

What a joke! His current identity is that of a delinquent who never listens to advice. How could he possibly be expected to obediently wait for the teacher to arrive?

"I'm going to play a game of cards by myself on the rooftop. If that woman, Hiratsuka Shizuka, comes looking for me, I'll just say I skipped class. Let's avoid seeing each other again if possible. Goodbye, Yuki."

Unwilling to exchange another word with the cunning and sharp-tongued Yukinoshita, he waved his hand, and soon his figure disappeared from the infirmary again.

And in this spacious health care room

"That's true... but..."

After spring left, Xue, who had always kept a cold expression, suddenly lost her composure and became somewhat sad. Her eyes were filled with an unconcealed sadness, and she placed her fair palms on her lower abdomen, murmuring to herself.

I'm so sorry, I'm really sorry.