Uneasy daily life

Uneasy daily life

Author: Lazy Angel

Summary:

[On Introduction]

“Life is like an empty dream. Youth and old age are but a fleeting moment. Only this moment is real.”

"My name is Shirokage, pale white, phantom shadow, intermittent hysteria, high school student, warrior of love, very handsome, the protagonist."

"I have a nihilistic outlook on life, positive values, and a metaphysical worldview."

"This is a very ordinary story - there is absolutely no bloodshed, corpses everywhere, or mountains of corpses..."

"I bet the author will go crazy before I do."

Baiying stopped writing, feeling that this introduction was great.

Service Department, Aid Department, and School Trips

Chapter One: Service Department? Aid Department!

"Therefore, I want to establish a Department of Service."

In the office, Hiratsuka Shizuka was enjoying an unlit cigarette, her gaze somewhat strange.

A beautiful and well-mannered girl made her request in front of her. The corners of her school uniform were spotless, exuding a meticulous purity. Her plaid skirt clung lightly to her thighs, the edges radiating youthful energy. A pair of long stockings clung to and adorned her straight legs, disappearing into her small leather shoes.

Her smooth, shoulder-length black hair gave her a rather intellectual look, while the red ribbon bows tied at her temples added a touch of cuteness. Her bright black eyes were serious and focused as she looked straight at the teacher sitting in the chair, without any hesitation or avoidance. She neither beat around the bush nor dodged or gave perfunctory answers.

"simply put……"

With the hand holding the woman's cigarette close to her head, her thumb rubbing her temple, Hiratsuka Shizuka confirmed again, "You want to establish a club with the goal of helping others? Yukinoshita-kun."

"Yes, teacher, do you have any questions?"

"Well... from a regulatory point of view, there's a problem."

"Sōbu High School does not restrict first-year students from starting clubs, provided that they have the teacher's approval and guarantee... Does the teacher think there's something I'm lacking?"

"No, no, no, I admire you. And as the top student in the entrance exam, the school will not be an obstacle to your club application."

Hiratsuka Shizuka coughed and said, "The problem is, a school can't have two soccer clubs..."

"So, you mean there already exists a similar club that aims to solve other people's problems?" The girl frowned slightly, resting her chin on the back of her hand. "Isn't it a bit inappropriate for students to engage in monetary transactions?"

Hiratsuka Shizuka quickly waved her hand: "If it's a monetary transaction, I won't vouch for him."

"Not seeking material rewards? Then what are your reasons for applying to establish a club?"

Hiratsuka Shizuka: "To make the world more interesting... Don't look at me like that, that's the reason I applied."

Girl: "To establish a strange club for a strange reason, shouldn't a student's job be to study? This is suspicious."

“Haha…” Hiratsuka Shizuka chuckled subtly twice, “His grades are pretty good too, he came in second in the entrance exam.”

Girl: "Really? What's the name of that club?"

Hiratsuka Shizuka: "Um...Assistance Department."

The girl's gaze held a hint of doubt, as if she wondered whether she should call the police.

"Hey! Don't look at me like that! I haven't done anything weird! Your Service Club is pretty much the same in name, isn't it... Ahem, how about we go check out the Aid Club's activity room together? If you like it, just join, we're all thinking the same thing anyway."

Hiratsuka Shizuka laughed and said, "It's a good thing to share the same goals."

The girl calmly said, "I don't want to join that kind of suspicious club, and I don't want to visit either. Since the reasons for applying to establish the club are different, they are two different clubs. There is no conflict in representing the school in competitions, so there is no dispute. There is also no conflict in the use of equipment resources, so it complies with the rules."

"Hmm? Is it because you're afraid that someone who shares your thoughts might do even better, so you simply don't want to meet them?"

Hiratsuka Shizuka smiled, revealing her teeth, and said to herself, "I understand, I understand. Sometimes it is precisely because we do the same things, yet have completely different results, that we can deeply experience the undeniable difference."

"What a pointless attempt to provoke me..."

The girl took a small breath: "But I accepted."

……

……

The words "Aid Department" were prominently displayed on the door sign. Yukino Yukinoshita, who had been somewhat reluctantly brought to the activity room, turned her gaze away from the suspicious-sounding door sign.

It's highly suspicious. From the reason for the club's establishment to its name, everything seems questionable.

"Baiying, I've brought someone over! And she's an incredibly cute girl!"

Hiratsuka Shizuka casually opened the door and walked in.

"Teacher, knocking is a matter of etiquette. Please don't be so rude. Also, what you said makes this place seem even more suspicious..."

Yukino Yukinoshita followed her inside, her voice and movements pausing as she lectured her with a helpless tone.

Behind the vacated classroom, chairs and benches were piled up, while the podium and the front half of the classroom were cleared out and cleaned. Desks and a few chairs were neatly arranged against the wall, and the only person in the classroom was leaning against the window, gazing at the campus outside the building.

His black, layered hair showed a slight texture, and his clean and tidy school uniform had one sleeve unbuttoned at the collar to let in some air. As he leaned against the window, he appeared somewhat languid and gentle, like the twilight outside. He looked out the window, and the profile he showed to the doorway was particularly bright. His black eyes were soaked in the afterglow of the twilight, making it impossible to discern their true color. His neatly trimmed nails gently touched his cheek, adding a touch of melancholy mystery.

The twilight light shattered on him and spilled into the classroom. In his eyes, like the most unrestrained yet elegant painter, amidst the astonished splashes of paint, he sketched out astonishingly delicate details.

Hearing the intruder, the boy turned around, his beautiful eyes opening up, the desolate melancholy naturally dissipating, the corners of his mouth gently lifting, a polite and courteous smile, his clear voice perfectly placed, creating an atmosphere of welcoming guests, the surprise and delight in his eyes like that of a long-awaited reunion.

"You're the first one, so enjoy a 30% discount today!"

"..."

Yukino Yukinoshita took a step back.

"Wait—!" Hiratsuka Shizuka caught Yukino Yukinoshita as she turned around. "Yukinoshita-san, didn't we say we were going to do a tour?!"

"Don't worry, I will definitely report any teacher who promotes monetary transactions in the school. Please stop making such ugly struggles."

"It's a misunderstanding! It's a misunderstanding!"

Hiratsuka Shizuka looked at the boy with a headache, gritting her teeth as she asked, "Shirokage-kun! Explain yourself! You didn't actually take money, did you?!"

"It's a habit I have while working. I was distracted just now and thought a customer had come to the store."

Bai Ying said, "That student, there's no need to panic or be surprised. Although the club's name is strange and the bad teacher who vouched for the club is strange, I'm not surprised at all. It was just a small mistake."

Hiratsuka Shizuka glared at him: "Am I suspicious?"

"On their first day at school, freshmen, filled with longing and curiosity for their new life, wandered around the school, observing the campus. They spotted a beautiful woman leaning against the wall, smoking and puffing out clouds of smoke. But no amount of nicotine could fill the emptiness, so she punched an innocent sapling in an attempt to distract herself from her pain..."

"In the moment when the victim bends over due to violence, there is a sigh, a cry of grief, a surge of anger, and a sense of helplessness."

"It's probably dead. The murderer was surprised, flustered, and bewildered. He looked up and saw me passing by."

Bai Ying described the scene of their first meeting in a tone that sounded like she was reciting prose. Her colleague reached out and pulled three chairs and a table from the wall, and sat down behind the table.

Yukino Yukinoshita looked at Shizuka Hiratsuka in surprise: "Sensei, it seems I should update my impression of you."

Hiratsuka Shizuka silently averted her gaze, weakly offering a weak explanation: "That...that was an accident...I paid for it...After all, arranged dates and such...it's all about looking at things dialectically..."

Then came things like, "Why can't I get married?" That was his exaggerated rhetoric. Do you understand rhetoric? Do you understand exaggeration? "Being single isn't a crime! How can it be suspicious!" and other incomprehensible remarks, which instantly created an atmosphere of crisis for middle-aged single women.

"Please sit down. My name is Bai Ying, head of the Aid Department, and I am a foreign transfer student. What difficulties do you have? I will do my best to help you."

The boy smiled gently and gestured to the girl.

Yukino Yukinoshita observed that the chair was very clean, then reached out and pressed down the hem of her skirt behind her, sitting down naturally and ramrod straight like a pine tree, placing her hands on her thighs, and said, "I didn't come here to ask for help..."

“Of course, we’re just chatting.” The boy readily agreed. “We can talk about things like studying, complain about our teachers and family, or just relax and say whatever comes to mind…”

"Yukinoshita-san is here to join you."

Hiratsuka Shizuka, barely managing to speak, said, "She wants to establish a similar club, and I recommended she come here to take a look first..."

"My name is Yukino Yukinoshita, a first-year student in Class J. Strictly speaking, I'm here to investigate this dubious club, not to join it."

Yukino Yukinoshita revised her statement.

A survey? Are you thinking of establishing a similar club?

Simply put, they're in the same industry.

His gaze swept over the other person's figure, pausing briefly on those hands. The boy sat up straight, his enthusiastic smile fading, and his voice changed to a deep, resonant tone: "You're neither here for help nor to join, so you're here to challenge us and cause trouble."

"You can think that way too."

Yukino Yukinoshita glanced at Shizuka Hiratsuka.

Hiratsuka Shizuka came back to life and took out a cigarette by the window: "He used to act in plays and is quite good at all kinds of strange voices."

It turned out to be the case.

Yukino Yukinoshita asked, "How many requests has your assistance department completed so far?"

"I thought you had some profound insights, but I never expected you to be so superficial. It's been over a month since the start of the semester, and the students haven't lost their curiosity about the new environment, nor have they encountered many difficulties that require them to ask for help. Of course, I can't help them with things that don't exist. If my aid department also doesn't have any problems in the future, it means that there are few people in distress in the school, which is a good thing!"

Bai Ying briefly expressed her optimism for the future, then retorted, "At the beginning of the semester, I applied to establish an aid club! More than a month later, Yukinoshita only proposed to the teacher to establish a club to help others. I suppose she's either indecisive or just acting on a whim. With such an attitude, she thinks she can compete with me?!"

Yukino Yukinoshita said, "If you want to help others, you must first understand yourself. If you can't even establish your own ideas, how can you solve other people's problems? I decided to create the Service Club after careful consideration. On the other hand, Shiro is so straightforward. He said he wanted to help others as soon as he entered the school, which makes me very suspicious."

Bai Ying said with righteous indignation, "I have occasionally participated in volunteer activities since elementary school. As the class monitor, I assisted the teacher in mediating disputes among classmates. I made up my mind long ago and have remained consistent for more than ten years. Your doubts are reasonable, but they make me laugh."

It seems that discussing this point is just a waste of time.

The two entered the next stage simultaneously, locked in a fierce battle.

Hiratsuka Shizuka opened the window wider, leaned out and exhaled smoke, feeling that the atmosphere was quite nice.

It's good to argue, it's good to argue. Arguing and then making up is a privilege of young people.

Chapter Two: The True Colors Revealed

"Bai, making the world more interesting—is that a reason you just wrote down, or perhaps the mission of the Aid Department?"

With a smile, Yukino Yukinoshita delves into the core of the topic.

reason!

Nothing in this world happens without a reason. From celestial movements to ants carrying food, everything reflects the laws of nature! The same is true for human society. Many things that seem illogical are simply because the underlying logic and information are hidden, which is why they appear inexplicable to many people!

Even acts of helping others must have some reason—from a deep and natural acceptance of universal social values ​​to a personal experience of receiving help that sparks such thoughts!

Only the right reasons, the right logic, and the right methods can lead to the right results in helping others!

Bai Ying countered, "Yukinoshita-kun, what's your definition of 'interesting'?"

Yukino Yukinoshita thought for a moment and replied, "Positive, interesting, changing, vivid; it can be things or events."

"Yes."

Bai Ying snapped her fingers casually: "Helping others, letting flowers bloom in their own colors, letting water flow with musical notes, letting sunlight and night each have their own charm, and making the world more interesting—this is the activity policy of our club."

"The language is exaggerated, ambiguous, illogical, and the motives are abstract."

Yukino Yukinoshita commented, "Shirakage's words and reasons are far too frivolous and unclear. Can you please speak properly?"

"The more complex and convoluted the words and ideas, the more one's thinking will get bogged down. Humans are inherently pursuing simple goals, so the word 'interesting' is enough to encompass enthusiasm for life, hope for the future, and appreciation for the present."

The white figure snorted lightly and challenged, "What brilliant ideas does Yukinoshita have? Let me hear your proper words."

Yukino Yukinoshita openly accepted the question: "When wealthy people help the poor with a compassionate heart, they are called volunteers—for example, providing economic support to impoverished areas, developing local specialties, providing food for the homeless, providing aid to areas affected by natural disasters, and of course, correcting someone's logic that is too out of touch with reality. That is my idea."

"That's no reason!"

Bai Ying objected: "This is about your definition of behavior; a definition of behavior is not a reason!"

“I haven’t finished speaking. To seize upon someone’s words and attack them out of context is like a thirsty monkey jumping around.” Yukino Yukinoshita remained unmoved. “Only the weak give up on direct confrontation and choose to resort to outside tactics.”

"We're discussing the reasons; this is a challenge match!" Bai Ying said. "Arguments that don't focus on the core issue are meaningless!"

Yukino Yukinoshita countered, "Does Shirakage, when reading a mystery novel, first turn to the page about who the murderer is?"

Bai Ying was taken aback: "How did you know?"

"Let's leave aside your incomprehensible and boring quirks for now—"

Yukino Yukinoshita: "I'm cute."