Let's do it again, Yukino.

Hiratsuka Shizuka shook her head speechlessly and muttered a complaint.

"Just in case, why don't you have lunch in my office? Did you bring a lunchbox?"

"I brought it."

"Oh."

but,

Hiratsuka Shizuka, one hand on her hip, looked at Haruhi, who was once again bent over, engrossed in a sea of ​​questions from another subject, and a slight smile appeared on her lips.

And indeed, the book proved me right; a massive amount of studying and exams can really help a student temporarily forget all those messy, unpleasant things.

As for dating, you should at least wait until after I get married.

that moment,

Unintentionally

Hiratsuka Shizuka cast another vicious curse upon the innocent Haruhi, a curse so deep it seeped into his very bones and blood…

……

…………

At lunchtime,

Hiratsuka Shizuka, who was sitting peacefully eating her bento, inadvertently witnessed a horrifying scene the moment she looked up to drink some water.

The boy sitting next to her was twitching at the corner of his mouth as he carefully picked up a black cockroach from the lunchbox with his trembling fingers, then threw it directly into his mouth without hesitation and chewed it, making a particularly crisp sound.

"Huh?...Seaweed? Made into the shape of a cockroach?"

Hiratsuka Shizuka, who was initially terrified by Haruhi's outrageous behavior, calmed down and began to see something amiss.

"Yeah, Master, you don't really think I'm some kind of superhero like Bear Grylls, do you? Someone who can eat cockroaches for lunch? I'm not that into extreme tastes."

"But the bento you made yourself, the design is really disgustingly grotesque. Are you a masochist?"

Setting down her own bento box, Hiratsuka Shizuka walked to Haruhi's side and looked down at her.

Fortunately, apart from the few pieces of seaweed that were squeezed into the shape of cockroaches, everything else in the bento box was normal.

"It's not that I have a perverse sense of humor, nor am I a masochist; it's just that someone is retaliating against me for breaking my promise."

Chunri silently pursed her lips, and without changing her expression, threw another "seaweed cockroach" into her mouth.

Snap snap, although the shape isn't great, it has a marine scent.

Honestly, Xiaoxue still has those wicked tastes from her past life. I thought she had changed them long ago.

"revenge?"

Chunri didn't explain much, just kept her head down and ate her bento, saying softly.

"This is already the mildest way. Next time, pick a day when someone is even angrier, and I'll show you, Master, how outrageous it is to have a sausage pinched into the size of a finger. Someone even thoughtfully poured ketchup on the sausage."

Although Xiaoxue rarely stopped providing herself with lunchboxes, even when the two of them were arguing, she never stopped cooking for herself because of disagreements.

However, she vented her dissatisfaction with herself in a different way.

For example, that time, I originally wanted to show off Xiaoxue's bento in public.

However, when the document was opened, the sight of the "bloody severed finger" almost prompted several classmates sitting nearby to call the police.

Fortunately, after calming down, I ate the entire bento box, bite by bite, and told them it was just ordinary sausage, which calmed the situation down.

If he really gets caught and taken to the police station, then for a short period of time, Xiaoxue might not need to make lunchboxes anymore.

"I think I should just listen to the rules next time. I don't want to get arrested without knowing why."

At that moment, a sigh of spring echoed in Hiratsuka Shizuka's office.

"Alright, alright, stop looking all excited and showing off while pretending to be unhappy. Teacher, I know someone made your lunchbox." Hiratsuka Shizuka patted Haruhi's shoulder, feigning schadenfreude, and then turned and trudged back to her seat with heavy steps.

As expected, it's a bento box or something.

You feel most secure when you make it yourself.

I felt absolutely no envy.

Hiratsuka Shizuka thought to herself with delight.

Tears mixed with rice

So-called tear-topped rice

It was formed silently at that moment.

……

Later that afternoon, Hiratsuka went to the teachers of each subject and asked for a large number of test questions again.

Beauty is its name,

In order to help his student get into the best university in the spring, he intensified his review and testing.

It wasn't out of resentment for the mockery of single young women that happened at midday in spring.

This is real.

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Chapter Sixty-Two: Please Smile!

Because of the promise made with Xiaoxue again

I didn't look for the spring day under the snow all day.

In addition to the large stack of test papers arranged by Hiratsuka,

After finishing everything and returning to the classroom, he was so exhausted that he slumped onto his desk.

"Nagato".

Although he was exhausted but couldn't fall asleep yet, he took advantage of the time before school ended, looked at the classroom he had just left, and softly called out.

In this class, the only people he could greet were the class monitor, Ryoko Asakura, and the girl sitting in front of him, Yuki Nagato.

"Ok?"

Just a moment later, Nagato's calm voice came from ahead. The calmness in her words was as if she had completely forgotten the scene of seeing Yukinoshita and Haruhi together on the rooftop last time, or perhaps she hadn't even taken that matter to heart.

"Turn your face around."

Springtime said softly.

Nagato, who was sitting in front of him, naturally put down his pen, turned around, and stared at the boy with his expressionless face.

"what's up?"

"Well, it's nothing serious, it's just that I feel like Nagato-kun is lacking a smile."

"Smile?"

When Haruhi, who rarely strikes up a conversation with him, suddenly and bluntly tells him about his shortcomings, Nagato is at a loss for words.

"Yes, a smile."

Stretching, Chunri, who was lying on her desk, nodded slightly, a mischievous smile appearing on her lips.

For Haruhi, the first half of his high school years in his previous life was a gray and bleak period. So much so that even after his rebirth, apart from Koyuki and the people around her, he could hardly remember anyone else he had met in high school.

For example, Nagato Yuki, who sat in front, was a very distinctive girl, but she didn't leave a deep impression on him in his previous life.

Having been reborn, he wanted to at least establish a basic level of acquaintance with them.

Thinking of this, he glanced at Nagato.

"Yeah, Nagato, you're a pretty, quiet, and intellectual girl, but people who like ice queens or emotionless beauties are few and far between. If you want to leave a lasting impression, your smile accounts for 90% of that impression. Just imagine, if the already cute Nagato showed a shy or bashful smile, there would probably be tons of boys blushing and their hearts racing."

Honestly, this kind of aloof and beautiful girl might have quite a few admirers, but it's not easy for anyone to develop the desire to pursue her.

In a sense, Xiaoxue is also the kind of girl who wears a proud exterior and has a cold personality. However, she is very different from Nagato. Xiaoxue is a real girl who is secretly passionate. She is cold on the outside but warm on the inside. But once you open her heart, she will take off her original cold disguise when you are together. She will laugh, cry, and even occasionally show a little arrogance and cuteness that makes Haruhi lover jealous.

The girl in front of him, Nagato Yuki, is a true kuudere (cool, emotionless, and aloof) girl, but he wants to change that Nagato Yuki a little.

"A smile? I know which way to go."

Upon hearing Haruhi's words, Nagato thought for a moment, then placed her small, fair hand beside her delicate cheek, seemingly trying to relax her tense muscles—

"Um, Kasuga-san, how's my smile right now?"

The atmosphere became slightly indescribable.

Chunri yawned a little, glanced at the bespectacled girl who suddenly puffed out her cheeks for some reason, and shook her head.

"Are you already laughing...? I thought you were still preparing."

"...I don't understand. I was trying so hard to smile."

Shaking her head, a hint of doubt seemed to flicker in Nagato's calm eyes.

"Let's stop. I've been pushing you too hard. I wanted you to laugh naturally, not to make faces at me."

Springtime quickly stopped this seemingly stubborn guy and waved his hand.

"Well, there's still time later, Nagato, take your time. Actually, laughing is very simple, just like me, hehehe, hehehehe..."

Scratching his head, Chunri took a deep breath and displayed that so-called "wicked" smile on his face.

"..."

In the quiet classroom

Nagato glanced at that incredibly spring-like smile, pondered for a moment, and silently lowered her hands, which had been resting on her face, and quietly turned her face away again.

He was muttering something to himself.