Let's do it again, Yukino.

I had already decided to let you be born into this beautiful world.

She had clearly decided to take on the responsibilities of parenthood with him.

She had clearly decided that no matter what his difficulties were, she would forgive him and start a new life together, just like before.

We clearly wanted you to have everything we could give you.

But at that time

In order to save him, he chose to abandon you without hesitation.

I'm really... so sorry.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

Baby.

In the snow-white space, the faint, indescribable sobbing of a young girl could be heard.

……

…………

And on the other side,

With his hands in his pockets, Chunri idly strolled down the corridor. He didn't actually go to the rooftop to play cards alone, as he had told Yukinoshita before.

Having just returned to the past, what he needs to do now is to familiarize himself with his high school life, which he has long forgotten.

He remembered that his class should be the second grade, group G, and he wasn't in the same class as Xiaoxue.

Suddenly, he realized he had arrived at the stairwell where everything had begun.

At that time, Haruhi didn't know Yukino. They met by chance here. However, he had never liked those well-behaved girls who were considered excellent by the teachers, so it was natural that he didn't like Yukino. So, for some reason, he blocked Yukino's way down the stairs without saying a word. As a result, under the power of Yukino's Aikido, which was no less than his own bad fighting style, the two of them fell down more than twenty steps in the process of struggling.

The rest of the story unfolds naturally in a lighthearted comedic sequence.

Looking back now, I realize how naive I was back then.

He scratched his head. If that incident hadn't happened, he probably wouldn't have met her in the two years after high school.

Just then, two boys walked past him, chatting and laughing as they went.

"I still prefer Yukino Yukinoshita. Although she has a somewhat aloof personality, she is good at studying and is indeed very cute, which fits my aesthetic standards."

"I doubt they even know how to poop."

The two boys were probably talking about a famous beautiful girl in the second year of Soubu High School, and by chance, Kasuga overheard the conversation about Yukinoshita.

The boy ruthlessly criticized these two innocent teenagers who still harbored fantasies in their adolescence.

Cute girl my foot! No, no, no, you're all overthinking it. Even Xiaoxue's poop stinks; I've smelled it more than once.

As she pondered, Chunri's eyes inexplicably slanted upwards, and her previously calm expression became somewhat subtle.

Didn't we already decide not to consider anything related to Xiaoxue anymore?

The two innocent boys suddenly realized that not far from them, the notorious scoundrel who had spread throughout the entire Zongwu High School was glaring at them menacingly.

"Sorry, sorry, Boss Kasuga, we'll be leaving now."

"Hurry up, hurry up!"

Two boys who should have been in the same grade as him kept bowing and apologizing to Haruhi, as if the latter had committed some heinous crime against them. Before Haruhi could even react, the two boys ran off like the wind.

I remember that even in high school, even though I liked to cause trouble, I don't recall ever bullying anyone.

So, are you really that afraid of me? You look at me like a mouse seeing a cat.

Scratching his head, looking at the suddenly quiet atmosphere, Chunri couldn't help but tidy up his naturally curly hair, feeling quite puzzled.

He had rolled up his sleeves again, and buttoned up his shirt collar properly. After observing him in the bathroom, Haruhi couldn't see any bad impression left on him.

Um, do I need to change my image again?

(P.S.: New author, new book, please recommend and add to your favorites)

What are you looking at in Chapter 3? Haven't you ever read a dirty joke before?

Nothing is unchangeable.

Since it is possible to go back to the past, at this moment, the past self, that is, the eighteen-year-old Haruhi, has indeed undergone unpredictable changes.

At this moment, Chunri, sitting in the last row of the classroom, was listening to the history lesson given by the nearly balding old teacher on the podium. In this quiet and harmonious atmosphere, he felt somewhat out of place in this class.

This history sounded like a chant, each word going in one ear and out the other in the spring.

Going back to the past would be great, that was the fact he had just come to believe, but having to relive those boring and tedious lessons again made him somewhat unwilling.

He lay on his desk, but for some reason, the image of a tiny, chubby baby appeared in his mind.

He felt somewhat resentful, and even a little annoyed.

The only regret is his unborn child with Xiaoxue.

I'm a little unwilling to accept it.

If the baby is born healthy, what name would be a good choice?

Is it a boy or a girl? Will she look like me or like Xiaoxue?

The boy's eyes slowly closed, and he drifted off to sleep to the sound of his teacher's chanting.

……

……

"Kasuga-kun, every time I see you, I feel like you're getting fiercer and fiercer."

After class, the short-haired girl sitting in front of him turned around, pushed up her glasses, looked at the boy who had been daydreaming for the entire class, and said softly.

Haruharu was already a bit taller than boys his age, nearly 1.8 meters tall. Due to years of physical exercise, his body was also much more robust than the average person. Coupled with his sinister-looking features, it was no wonder that many classmates were afraid of and kept their distance from him.

"Is this a compliment? If so, I am truly grateful."

Springtime was lifeless; he was looking down, intently flipping through the textbooks he was now studying.

Because much of the knowledge from high school textbooks has been completely forgotten by the time you reach university, dear teachers of Zongwu High School.

At this moment, looking at the densely packed formulas on his math, physics, and chemistry textbooks, they seemed to him like an incomprehensible book of esoteric tales.

I have to learn all this boring stuff again. Isn't there anything that makes me happy?

The boy felt a headache coming on at the thought. Back in the second semester of his junior year of high school, at least Xiaoxue helped him with his studies. She would write down many difficult points and exam-related topics for him in advance. But now—

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

He shook his head fiercely and decisively gave up the idea of ​​finding Yukinoshita.

At that point, you'd already made those harsh remarks, and if you shamelessly went back to them before the day was even over, wouldn't you be utterly humiliated?

This is also a major predicament for transmigrators. In novels, the male protagonists who are reborn are all academic geniuses with photographic memories. Which idiot author wrote that?

Looking up, Chunri realized that the bespectacled girl who had spoken to her earlier was still looking at her.

The bespectacled girl who had struck up a conversation with him had been sized up by Chunri for a long time, but he couldn't remember her name. After all, it had been almost seven years since he graduated from high school, and many of his memories of high school had begun to fade and become blurry. Whether they were important or not, once he entered university, he had completely forgotten them.

However, he vaguely remembered that there was indeed a short-haired girl who would often take the initiative to talk to him during breaks. For a period of time, Haruhi, who got along very well with Yukinoshita, even thought that the girl in front of him might have a crush on him.

What was her name again...?

"You already have a somewhat dignified appearance. If this continues, many classmates will distance themselves from you, Kasuga-kun."

The girl was petite, with an almost imperceptible weight. She had fair skin, a delicate face, dark eyes, and thin lips. Unlike many girls with long hair, this girl had short hair with uneven bangs, and wore glasses, giving her the impression of a sickly, literary young woman.

"I remember now, Nagato-kun, right? Every time I see you, I feel like you're getting more and more rude."

After glancing at the exercise book on the other person's desk and seeing the name on it, Haruhi Kasuga finally remembered the girl's name.

Nagato Yuki, the quiet girl with a somewhat emotionless personality in his memory, if he remembered correctly, she was even a member of the arts club.

Although she was a beautiful girl, her facial expressions were really lacking. She was rarely seen getting close to any boys in the class. Perhaps because she sat in front of Haruhi, usually only the female class monitor named Asakura would take the initiative to approach this taciturn Nagato.

"You've misunderstood, Kasuga-kun. I just wanted to tell you that going to class and studying is actually very hard. It's much more comfortable to be a delinquent who lets himself go."

Nagato pushed up his glasses, and the once clear lenses now reflected a strange white-silver light in the spring sunshine.

Despite receiving rare care from others, for some reason, after hearing Nagato's words of concern, Haruhi couldn't feel happy at all.

What kind of concern is this...?

Despite her small face, barely the size of a spring day's palm, and large eyes set in her snow-white skin, with slender shoulders, waist, and feet, she was still a regrettable A+ grade beauty, just like Xiaoxue in high school.

"I always feel like Nagato looks a bit like an inflatable doll."

Staring at the short-haired girl in front of him, for some reason, perhaps he remembered Yukinoshita, a sentence that Haruhi used to say to Yukinoshita when they were joking around.

Although the metaphor is vulgar, when interacting with the aloof Yukino Yukinoshita, saying such vulgar and even slightly obscene words in front of Yukino, who is as pure and inviolable as a lotus, can actually deepen the intimacy between the two.

"So, what's the purpose of this inflatable doll... Qing, could you demonstrate it for me?"

If it were the Xiaoxue from her previous honeymoon period, upon hearing these words, she might have had dreamy eyes, gently licking her lips with the tip of her tongue, seducing her restless self in a wanton manner.

Of course, all of this is based on the premise that Xiaoxue is drunk and that the two of them are interacting at night.

If you said those lewd things to Yukino Yukinoshita in broad daylight, you'd definitely get beaten to a pulp by the conservative Yukino...

However, on the other hand

Hearing Haruhi compare herself to an inflatable doll,

Without showing any anger, the bespectacled girl simply tilted her head slightly, seemingly asking with some curiosity.

"Is this considered harassment, Kasuga-kun?"

Chunri shook his head seriously, his survival instincts kicking in whenever he was with Xiaoxue, which made him blurt out his name.

"Um... Inflatable dolls are sometimes used as a compliment, a way of describing beauty. They're like beautiful containers stripped of their will, simply a collection of men's distorted thoughts. Before they're packaged, they're pure and inviolable, but once the packaging is opened, they'll eventually be played with by the owner until they're completely drained."

In the quiet classroom, the boy's seemingly bold philosophy of life resonated deeply. The girls around him covered their chests with both hands and fled the classroom as if their lives depended on it, while the boys' gazes were filled with mixed feelings of praise and criticism.

There was disgust, there was agreement, there was relief, and even excitement...

"Eek—this is the first time I've heard someone describe harassment in such a refined and elegant way. In a sense, this Haruhi-san is truly beyond redemption... Nagato, let's ignore this kind of person. Next class is PE, so let's go out first."

Just then, Asakura, the class representative who usually spent time with Nagato, walked over and overheard Haruhi's words. Her originally beautiful and happy face turned into an expression as if she had eaten something unclean. She grabbed Nagato Yuki, who still wanted to continue talking to Haruhi, and hurriedly walked out of the back door of the classroom.