Let's do it again, Yukino.

Chapter Ninety-Four: Stockholm Syndrome

"Then how come I have no recollection of this matter?"

Xiaoxue was somewhat surprised by Chunri's answer.

"Huh?" Haruhi looked at Koyuki, whose face seemed to be written with disbelief, with some confusion. Recalling what happened on the first day of school, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and his tone returned to its usual lazy manner. "You definitely don't remember, and didn't I just explain it to you again?"

"An explanation?"

Yukino was still completely confused.

"Yes, he was simply hit and thrown into the air. At a certain moment, he was simply hit and thrown into the air by your family's private car..."

Looking at Koyuki's face, which showed a rare hint of embarrassment, Haruhi scratched the back of his head. "Although a large part of the reason was that Sabre bit my leg, it's true that I wanted to save Hachiman, but in the end I ended up losing face."

"However, my physique is at least a bit stronger than Hachiman's. Compared to Hachiman, who was knocked unconscious on the spot, I only suffered minor abrasions after being hit by the car and thrown to the side of the road. Fortunately, none of my bones were broken. After standing on the side of the road and watching that group of classmates surround Hachiman, I secretly ran away from the side. Now that I think about it, it was all that damn dog's fault. Since that day, I have hated dogs even more."

"..."

Xiaoxue's lips twitched as she looked at Chunri, who was calmly recounting a somewhat tragic story.

"Are you an idiot and an unkillable cockroach? According to your character as a delinquent, shouldn't you be trying to extort money from the car owner to pay for your medical expenses?"

Was this guy an idiot since first grade?

The girl couldn't help but laugh at the boy's words, but she felt even more annoyed inside.

“I think that car is quite expensive. If I damage it, they might have to pay for the repairs, which would be a loss for me.”

"Besides, I didn't know you, Xiaoxue, back then, let alone that you were the one sitting in the car! If I had known beforehand that you were planning to run over Teacher Da with your car, I definitely wouldn't have stopped you!"

"idiot!"

Still feeling it wasn't enough, Yukinoshita cursed Haruhi viciously.

"Hey, hey, I'm an idiot, I'm an idiot, okay!"

In a classroom where no one is around.

Springtime was too lazy to pay attention to the snow that was inexplicably getting angry again, so she could only nod perfunctorily.

He couldn't help but sigh with some emotion, as if something was on his mind.

"Ugh……"

However, the boy regretted it as soon as he finished sighing.

because----

Why are you sighing? Are you tired of me?

Sure enough, when Xiaoxue heard Chunri's sigh, she raised an eyebrow and looked at the boy who was covering his mouth and shaking his head and laughing awkwardly at her.

Here it comes again, here it comes again. Whenever Xiaoxue is in a bad mood, her unreasonable showtime begins again…

"How could that be? I have a good temper, and even if I'm annoyed with myself, I would never annoy Xiaoxue."

"So you're still annoyed with me, but because you have such a good temper, that's why you're not annoyed."

Springtime was speechless for a moment: "..."

"Really, I'm not bothered anymore, Xiaoxue. Let me tell you a joke."

"Starting to shift your focus? Then could you explain why you're bothering me in the first place?"

In an instant, Xiaoxue abandoned her usual aloof demeanor and began relentlessly pursuing the question of whether it was annoying or not.

Women really are all unreasonable jerks when they're angry...

Unable to endure the spring heat any longer, they finally surrendered.

"Hey, hey, hey, so you women are really... okay, I'll explain, I'll explain, alright? The reason I sighed just now was simply because I was thinking that we really have a karmic connection with car accidents. Xiaoxue, think about it, we met because of an accident in our past lives, and then our lives ended because of that same accident. Xiaoxue, don't you suddenly feel a bit like destiny?"

"There's no such thing as destiny. Everything can be changed, right, Ah Qing?"

However, Xiaoxue didn't hesitate at all, rejecting Chunri's words with a hint of expectation in her eyes.

In the empty space,

Standing still, Chunri couldn't help but smile and nod.

"Yes, Xiaoxue, you're right. I believe that too."

Ok,

Xiaoxue is always right.

he thinks.

……

I once asked Xiaoxue in the spring,

When asked when exactly she started liking him,

However, Xiaoxue ultimately did not specify a time.

He simply said this sentence.

Liking someone is a feeling.

It's a fact that I don't like someone.

The facts are easy to explain.

But I feel that this mysterious and profound thing is ultimately indescribable.

Springtime is unusually inclined to agree with the phrase "Minor Snow".

……

…………

in the afternoon,

Ms. Hiratsuka, the teacher on the podium, explained the key points for the next test.

The cicadas outside the window sang lingeringly.

Spring continued at her desk, writing down her thoughts on fifty types of women she should avoid.

The twenty-seventh type is the unpredictable girlfriend who often curls up on the sofa with a pale face, leaving her handsome boyfriend at a loss for how to please her.

……

As he was writing in the spring, he suddenly realized that the reason his books weren't popular in his past life was because he was going in the wrong direction.

If I were to write a popular science book similar to "How to Fall in Love," it would definitely be a huge hit.

It must be.

Without warning, Hiratsuka Shizuka called out Haruhi's name from the podium.

"Spring Day, teacher, what did I just say? Please stand up and answer."

Having already honed her multitasking skills during this time, Haruhi stood up without hesitation and recounted once again the ancient texts and classical chapters that Hiratsuka Shizuka had just divided up from the textbook.

A response that Hiratsuka Shizuka could not find fault with.

"Sit down first. Remember to bring the notebook from your desk to my office after class."

"Understood!!"

Chunri nodded earnestly, then sat down again.

He decisively put away his original notebook and took out a brand new one from his bag.

Decided,

At that very moment,

He decided to put two of his own writings into the time capsule.

With a big wave,

A neat and beautiful row of small characters appeared on top.

On the Importance of How Women Present Themselves!

Sure enough, the boy kept stubbornly teetering on the edge of life and death.

……

…………

On the other side,

The bell rang suddenly, signaling the end of get out of class.

As Yukinoshita sat in her seat organizing her class notes, she was actually thinking about how to deal with the relationship between the two members of the Service Club who were currently having a cold war.

Just then, a girl approached, her face bearing a complex expression that was difficult to detect.

"Yukinoshita-san?"

The girl took the opportunity to greet Yukinoshita, who usually never interacted with others.

"Is there something you need, Aizawa-kun?"

Yukino put down her pen and looked up at Aizawa Shoko, who had been bullied by Haruhi not long ago. In her memory, Aizawa Shoko's status in her class was somewhat similar to that of Yumiko in Hachiman's class. They were both the kind of people who were popular and outgoing. So, Yukino, who had a cold personality, rarely interacted with her.

However, upon hearing Yukino's answer, Aizawa Shoko's face suddenly flushed slightly. Thinking of this, she leaned against the seat in front of Yukino and sat down.

"I heard from them that you had dealings with that Kasuga-kun before, is that true?"

Her fingers seemed a little tense, constantly twirling the strand of reddish-brown curly hair that cascaded down her shoulder.

"..."

Yukinoshita remained silent, continuing to observe Aizawa Shoko, who seemed to have something to ask her.

"Um, um... does Kasuga-kun have a girl he likes? Or rather, what type of girl does he like?"

Aizawa Shoko was a beautiful woman.

However, at this moment, Xiaoxue looked at Aizawa, who didn't seem to be joking,

Looking into her eyes, I saw a genuine longing in them for her to be free from him.