Uneasy daily life

"Bai Jun has given himself away, hasn't he? Wasn't your tone quite intense too?!"

Okita Tadashi: "Aba aba... W-Which one of you is Yukinoshita-kun?"

"I am Yukinoshita!" ×2!

"White Fungus, don't mimic my speech!" ×2!

"Hmph!" ×2!

Okita looked to Mai Sakurajima and Angelina for help.

Angelina thought for a moment: "Stylistically speaking, the Yukinoshita who wanted to go to the toilet was probably Hakukage in disguise? But that's just my intuition."

"There's no point in discussing it anymore."

Mai Sakurajima said, "If a man and a woman are in the room, and either of them wants to use the toilet, or pretends to use the toilet, the director has to open the door if he doesn't want to go to the police station. It seems that the director's 'dark room' measures are not perfect enough."

After all, it used to be a single room; who knew such a monster would move in...

Okita Masahiro failed and turned the key to open the door, only to find that the door was blocked from the inside.

A voice came from the white figure: "Don't open the door! The toilet is right there, why leave to look for it? Go bravely! You are a hero! You must have courage that surpasses everything!"

"I didn't need to go to the toilet! White—bacteria—!"

"Stop! Stop! Fighting means losing!"

"Giving up entirely is also a viable problem-solving approach!"

The sounds of chasing and bickering could be heard coming from inside.

Okita is bewildered. Which one is the truth? Should he open the door or not? Should Yukinoshita go pick the flowers?

Chapter 155 Don't Forget to Do Your Homework

"The brave one was truly careless, using himself as bait to lure me into the dark room. The most terrifying thing about the dark room is that it's a place where you're confined alone. What's the point of having the dark room when the two of us are in the same room? It's completely counterproductive and absurd, hahahaha!"

Bai Ying sat on the wooden bed with her legs crossed, laughing loudly, and casually placed a wooden chair in front of her as an obstacle to prevent the other party from criticizing her with physical means.

"Isn't the white fungus still here?"

Yukino Yukinoshita retorted firmly, then sat back down at her desk: "I need to write my school trip report. Shiro-kun should also stop this pointless proliferation and figure out how to finish his script."

Bai Ying raised an eyebrow and said, "Oh? The hero needs to think and create?"

"Yes, to perform advanced behaviors that white fungi cannot."

"I do not believe."

"I don't want you to believe it."

After exchanging a few words, the room fell silent.

Yukino Yukinoshita tried to calm herself down and wrote the title of her school trip report on a blank sheet of paper. She began to think about what to write and summarize it.

I was a bit too confident, thinking I was Wu Song, unafraid even if I were locked in a cage with a tiger. I didn't expect this tiger to be so powerful, clearly a tiger with superhuman strength... I felt a little frustrated. Bai Jun really could be lively and energetic in any situation. If he was slightly at a disadvantage, he would immediately turn the tide in an unexpected way.

...It's not like she's some kind of hero plus; she's just a regular person who calls Sakurajima Mai "Miss Sakurajima." Is this some kind of nickname given to someone behind their back?

Thinking about it carefully, a nickname isn't a big deal—wait, why should I accept Bai Jun's joking nickname? Shouldn't I make him call me by my real name?

Of course, directly making this request will ultimately yield no results; we need to use some methods to indirectly get Bai Jun to agree.

For example, forceful intervention, wait a minute, why do we always feel compelled to resort to physical means? This should be the last resort, at most we can't rule out the possibility of using force, but if we want other methods, we need to be more meticulous and precise.

I heard that the director was troubled because the solution he came up with in a short time had too many flaws. He was probably suspected several times on the way to lure Yue Baijun here. He had to pretend that there was no problem when he went into the house to trick Baijun into coming in... If he wins the competition between the Service Department and the Aid Department, he can openly make demands, right?

The girl sat at her desk, head bowed, her gentle gaze lost in thought. A faint smile played at the corners of her lips. The room's bright light bathed her, making her long, dark hair seem to glow softly. The pen, lightly held in her fingers, remained motionless. She sat quietly, like a photograph that would remain unchanged even after the world's destruction.

A white shadow peeked out: "Oh, is this what advanced human behavior looks like?"

Yukino Yukinoshita stiffened slightly, her eyelashes fluttering rapidly several times, before calmly saying, "Of course..."

The white figure stared intently at the title on the white paper, then suddenly realized, "So that's how it is. The most advanced human behavior is creating new folders."

Yukino Yukinoshita said calmly, "I've only just started brainstorming. Instead of bothering me, Shiro-kun should think about how to revise his own script."

"You've been brainstorming for five minutes, and all you've written on the paper is a title," Bai Ying said empathetically. "Brainstorming is a form of creation, right? I understand, I understand. The hero is definitely brainstorming what theme to write about in his academic report, what main idea to express, and what format to use, right?"

Yukino Yukinoshita: "Shiro-kun looks like he knows everything."

The white figure chuckled and asked again, "The hero must have been thinking about something to write just now, right?"

Yukino Yukinoshita: "Instead of this, shouldn't you, Shiro-kun, start revising the script?"

The white figure revealed a comical, grotesque laugh, its tone erratic and inverted as it said, "The bravest student who ranks first in the entire school must be able to easily concentrate and complete the conception of the school trip report in five minutes. It's absolutely impossible for them to lose focus and fall into a strange state as if time has been stolen... right?"

Yukino's gaze darkened, and she turned to look at Shiro-kun: "Does Shiro-kun have any objections?"

“You’re stuck in a daze,” Bai Ying said sympathetically. “How is it? Do you feel how terrible a daze is? Do you understand how I feel? It’s that feeling where your mind is clearly thinking, but it unknowingly wanders off course, galloping through time on the path of random thoughts and nothing at all, and when you look back, it’s almost nightfall…”

I don't seem to realize that I'm daydreaming... That makes sense. Bai Jun has strong observation and reasoning abilities, but he doesn't have mind-reading superpowers. Besides, I was looking down just now, so we weren't face-to-face or making eye contact.

Ultimately, being distracted is just being distracted; people who are distracted may not even know what they are thinking.

Yukino Yukinoshita focused her attention and calmly wrote, "Haku-kun's situation is both pitiful and makes me want to laugh. My distraction just now does not mean it was due to cardio. I have a lot to write about regarding the school trip report, and there is absolutely no situation where I cannot create."

"I don't believe it! You've definitely fallen into the creative block that creators inevitably face!"

"Is 'white fungus' some kind of water ghost that drags people down? What a shallow and ugly idea."

As Yukino Yukinoshita retorted, she wrote with swift, flowing strokes, the neat and orderly words arranged on the white paper.

"Heh, the handwriting is not bad. Even someone with OCD would be cured by it." Bai Ying moved her chair over with interest and sidled up to the side. "Let me, the brave warrior, take a look. It must be some boring stuff you've written, hahaha!"

Their attitude of wanting to hurry up and go to hell with me was truly undisguised.

Yukino Yukino wrote it openly, letting the white shadow observe.

All scenery is merely a reflection in one's eyes. Hot springs, forests, mountains, farmland, crops, streams, vast sunlight, towns where leaden gray and wood tones blend—all these unusual and rare things can disrupt the monotony of daily life. Perhaps this is why some people enjoy traveling—leaving behind their familiar surroundings and pulling their increasingly decadent souls out of their shells.

I didn't pay much attention to how beautiful the natural scenery was, nor could I write much in praise of it.

Bai Ying: "Off-topic, rewrite."

“School trips are all about reflections on the trip.” Yukino Yukinoshita smiled slightly and said meaningfully, “Because of certain reasons that are ‘not really me,’ I have so many reflections on this school trip.”

Yukino Yukinoshita has many thoughts, so she writes them down quickly.

On my first day in Jinchu, I ran into my parents and sister, who were also there for a trip. My initial relief turned into tension and heaviness, and I didn't remember much of the novel scenery. At that moment, I felt like I wasn't on vacation at all, but still stuck in my old environment. My feelings towards my family were a mix of positive and negative: my sister, whom I both disliked and admired; my father, whom I relied on but found useless; and my strict and demanding mother, whom I craved her approval from.

During this trip, I saw another side of my family. Compared to the reflections of mountains, rivers, and plants in my eyes, the human heart is a far more profound landscape.

Bai Ying: "In my hometown, when we were young, we all liked to write heartwarming stories about our parents and ourselves when we wrote essays. Is that what you want to write, Brave?"

Yukino Yukinoshita calmly said, "For me, this is the greatest significance of the school trip—there was no faking it. Besides, I don't think any student would write the following paragraph anywhere else."

My mother would consult me ​​about my opinions and choices, evaluating them based on her experience and reasoning, and then offering her perspectives to guide my decision. There were many such instances; I'll choose one that happened sometime during my lifetime, but which left a deep impression on me.

After a visit from my parents' friends, my mother asked me why I didn't smile at the elders. I replied that I didn't want to smile, so I didn't. My mother explained some social etiquette to me, which I didn't quite understand, and told me that as a junior, I should smile to show respect to elders and demonstrate that I was being polite. Later, I tried to smile, but it was mostly feigned obedience. I didn't want to speak, and I didn't think about the meaning of conversation. My overly monotonous smile probably earned me the impression of being well-behaved and sensible on the surface, but in reality, I found it unpleasant.

My mother probably felt that by giving me the freedom to choose and express myself, she gained tolerance. By teaching and admonishing me with reason and experience, she succeeded in teaching. I learned to demonstrate proper etiquette between elders and juniors through my actions; she must have been a successful mother. I am just an incompetent and failed daughter, unable even to do something as simple as smiling.

[She would ask questions that weren't actually inquiries, offer choices that weren't actually options, and if the answers weren't to her liking, she would resort to persuasion and reasoning, using her maternal authority to steer the off-topic responses back on track. She was forceful, authoritative, and hypocritical, adept at using the weapon of reason to carry out bloodless violence. This was my impression of my mother for a long time.]

"Great!" Bai Ying clapped her hands and suggested, "Let's add the fact that your sister is a genius actress too!"

"Don't interfere, Shiro. This is my school trip, not my sister's." Yukino Yukinoshita glared at Shiro, chatting as she wrote, exuding an air of ease. "I hate lies and falsehoods, but I'm not stupid. My sister's affairs are none of my business, and writing like that would be off-topic."

Bai Ying leaned back in her chair and said smugly, "I really enjoy lying and deceiving people."

"It seems that's indeed the case..."

Yukino Yukinoshita put down her pen and pondered, "I don't feel that much disgust... It must be because I know that Haku-kun is a tsundere."

"Light novels are really harmful," Bai Ying said earnestly. "Heroes shouldn't learn a trendy word and then use it everywhere. It's just too inappropriate."

"KY...Does Bai Jun really have the right to say that others can't read the room?"

"Just tell me if you're being insensitive or not."

"Not as KY as Bai Jun... Hmm? You don't actually think this will disturb my report writing, do you?"

"Hero, aren't you being a bit insensitive?"

"Instead of having the time to point fingers here, Bai Jun should go back and look at how to write his own script. The school trip report is three thousand words long, and I've almost written a thousand words."

"You've finished writing, you can rest now."

“From the moment the first line was written, the number of characters in each line was already fixed. Could it be that Bai Jun is unable to understand the algorithms of addition, subtraction, multiplication, and division? After all, he is Bai Jun, so it is normal that he does not know advanced behaviors.”

"Are you sure you can show this to the teacher?"

"Ms. Hiratsuka is in charge of leading the team, so the report is naturally for her to see. It doesn't matter if other teachers see it."

"Poor Hiratsuka-sensei, this is the price you pay for coming on this school trip. But be careful, you might get a low score for writing something like this."

"That just makes me laugh."

"Oh dear, a sixteen-year-old should act like a sixteen-year-old. Look at what you've written! Reflecting on life, criticizing your parents, commenting on your family—is this something you should be writing at your age? Is this another attempt by the brave one to become the new generation's Kami? Take my advice, rewrite it."

"Making movies, writing plays... Bai Jun never looks sixteen years old."

“Brave one, writing this is not good for family harmony.”

"Can't think of a reason? If you can't, go revise the script, and don't forget to do your homework, Bai-kun~"

Yukino Yukinoshita lowered her head and continued writing her school trip report.

That creative process was so smooth and natural, with ideas flowing endlessly, inspirations piling up inexhaustibly, and the occasional brilliant line or two…

Damn it! It's even more frustrating to see the hero write so smoothly than to be unable to write anything at all!

Bai Ying groaned and collapsed onto the wooden bed, pulling out her phone. "Let's check out my empire in the anti-fan group."

Forgetting that cell phones exist is the biggest failure of the director of "The Untamed"...

"Holy crap! There's a signal jammer here?!"

Yukino Yukinoshita glanced at the wailing man, her lips slightly pursed and curled up.

I feel like I'm doing my homework much more smoothly now.

Chapter 156 Negotiation Genius

Study trip report progress: 50%.

Bai Ying modifies the script's progress: First, create the folder.

"This little dark room even has a toilet, and the toilet is spotless? This time, the director of 'The Untamed' isn't writing the script himself, but just tidying up this little dark room for the screenwriters who need it, right? If I hadn't come in, would the director have locked Brother Guan Gu in here?"

The white figure is exploring the small dark room, searching for various details.

"If Bai Jun needs to use the restroom, just remember to close the door."

While doing her homework, Yukino Yukinoshita calmly said, "You'd better be willing to put in a little more effort and spray some air freshener."

"Alright, alright, I know the brave one is a tough guy, mature, steady, and reckless. Not to mention me going to the toilet, you can go to the toilet without batting an eye, completely unconcerned, and even do some chest-expanding exercises..." Bai Ying replied casually, lay down on the wooden bed, tossed and turned, unable to think of anything, his eyes looking around.

Going to the toilet... Judging from the layout of the entire room, if I need to use the toilet, Bai Jun must be within five meters...

Since there's a toilet, it must have a water trap to prevent odors, and there will definitely be noise when using the toilet...

Besides, this is a small, dark, enclosed room. If a man and a woman are alone together, and one of them needs to use the restroom, Bai Jun will definitely know...

Her fingers tightened unconsciously as she gripped the pen, and Yukino Yukinoshita began to think like lightning.

"My grass!"

The white figure let out a hiss as if it had been attacked by a cat, rolled off the wooden bed, and stumbled back several steps.

Yukino Yukinoshita shuddered, but calmly asked without turning her head, "Is Shiro-kun performing some kind of sitcom again?"

The white figure was still somewhat shaken: "Brave warrior, I suspect the director is no longer human."

What nonsense are you talking about?

Yukino Yukinoshita felt that she had adjusted her emotions and turned to look at him with a puzzled expression.

Bai Ying pointed to the wall next to the wooden bed against the wall: "I suspect the director is not a human being and has masochistic tendencies!"

Yukino Yukinoshita got up and went over. She saw a line of inconspicuous small characters on the wall against which the wooden bed was against, close to where a person would lie down and face. The characters were crooked and looked like some kind of evil curse crammed together.