Uneasy daily life

Angelina hesitated for a moment, then chose a compromise. She pressed herself against the door, intently eavesdropping, but unfortunately, the two people inside weren't the loud-voiced market aunties; she could only vaguely hear some sounds...

No, this isn't eavesdropping, it's gathering intelligence to provide support for the commander's operations!

The sound of chasing footsteps, the occasional heated conversation, and the intense emotions of both sides...

Insert the key, turn it, and push the door open forcefully.

"Damn it!!!"

Angelina's justice prevails; even if it means revealing her superpowers, she must immediately subdue the officer who is trying to bite her hand!

The scene inside the dark room came into view.

A person stood on a wooden bed, his back pressed tightly against the wall, holding a blanket to cover his body in an attempt to defend himself, highlighting his weak, pitiful, and helpless appearance, almost as if he was about to shout "Yamete!"

A person stood with one foot on the ground and the other on the wooden bed, as if about to climb onto the bed. His hands reached out and grabbed the blanket, trying to break through the fragile blanket barrier and start a massacre.

The scene matches my imagination perfectly.

The characters don't match.

Yukino Yukinoshita turned towards the door, opened her closed eyes, and her mind exploded with a burst of fireworks: "..."

Angelina gasped, raised her hands to cover her eyes, and shouted, "I didn't see anything!"

"Too long... no, I mean, Anxinyuan, calm down!"

"Huh?! Yukinoshita-san, do you really think you're calm?!"

"Alas! The door is open, so I can go out!"

Bai Ying suddenly jumped off the bed, carrying the blanket, and took two steps toward the open door, her face beaming with joy: "Freedom—wait!"

Under the watchful eyes of Yukino Yukinoshita and Angelina, the white figure suddenly slammed on the brakes halfway, leaped backward with force, and roared sharply, "Too long to say! Close the door!"

"what?"

Angelina, bewildered, reached out and pushed the door open.

boom.

"No!" A white figure rushed up. "Too long to read! Open the door!"

"Huh?" Angelina looked completely confused and reached out to grab the doorknob and press it.

The doorknob is impenetrable: Miss, I'm fake.

"N-no, it's alright! Baiying, I still have the key!"

Angelina confidently showed off the key in her hand.

The white figure stared at Angelina with a complicated expression: "What are you trying to say?"

“Of course, open the door…” Angelina looked down at the door, “Where’s the lock?”

"You can unlock it once you go outside," Bai Ying said kindly. "Go and unlock it quickly."

"Guh... I'm sorry."

Faced with the death stare of the white figure and the helpless gaze of Yukino Yukinoshita, Angelina lowered her head deeply.

……

……

"I never expected Bai Jun to have such a hardworking side; it's quite a surprise."

With another person in the small dark room, Yukino Yukinoshita felt inexplicably more confident, and also felt a little indescribable emotion in her heart.

"Ah, the brave are young, yet they do not know the true nature of humanity."

"When my inspiration flows freely and my pen moves like a dragon, creation is so simple. There is no one I cannot write with such unrestrained confidence, such effortless mastery of any sentence, such arrogance that those who leave their mark on history are nothing special. I don't even recognize myself anymore."

"When I'm stuck in a rut and can't even write a single word, I can't even decide which pronoun to use. I feel like I've just written a lot of shit. I can't even face the incompetence of calling myself a creator, let alone look up at the stars of history. I still don't know myself."

Bai Ying paced back and forth, speaking with conviction: "What's wrong with this? No! Because the essence of humanity is contradiction! It doesn't matter whether the spear is sharp or the shield is strong, because the spear and shield together form a balance, a balance against heaven, earth, and oneself. This balance is eternal! Too long to read! Is reading painful? Is going to school troublesome? Is exercising tiring? But you still have to do it."

"Yes!" Angelina tried to make amends, "But most of the tasks were assigned by White Shadow..."

"Um--?"

"Bai Ying is brilliant!"

"As for the brave one, needless to say, if you express your inner turmoil through your actions, it probably won't be any better." Bai Ying sat in front of the computer and sighed deeply. "This 'too long to remember' move can be said to be the will of heaven, so stop struggling and pulling at it—brave one, dig out your dark history, wash it clean, and let it become the foundation of my creation."

Assigned tasks? Study hard? Exercise? What kind of educators and those being educated are these?

When did Anxinyuan and Bai Jun develop this strange relationship?

Yukino Yukinoshita suppressed the slight doubt that flashed through her mind. "Don't overthink it; it'll be easy for Haku to see through my thoughts."

"I don't think this is something that can't be discussed, let alone to the extent that it's a friend of Hikigaya-kun."

Yukino Yukinoshita closed her eyes and recalled for a moment before slowly saying, "Given Haku's personality, he probably hasn't experienced... no, it would be difficult for him to relate to a similar experience."

"Ridiculous! Did the people who write isekai light novels actually travel to another world? Did the people who write romance stories actually have girlfriends? Did the people who write suicide stories actually commit suicide?"

"Anyone can do simple associations and logical reasoning."

Yukino Yukinoshita hesitated for a moment, then said, "At first, there was naturally no exclusion, and I didn't feel anything either. I just studied normally, read normally, and completed my mother's tasks. To my peers, it must have seemed like... I didn't have time to pay attention to them, right?"

“When the exclusion first started, I was confused.”

Chapter 158 Fortune Turns Around

Doubt and confusion, frustration and sadness, anger and pain.

Due to family factors, Yukino Yukinoshita was more mature than her peers in terms of thinking. In elementary school, there was little difference between boys and girls. Boys would fight and play games, while girls would also play with their claws and team up to fight.

While her peers were scrambling to get the ball, Yukino Yukinoshita was studying. While her peers were dawdling in class, counting down the minutes, Yukino Yukinoshita was listening attentively and taking notes. While her peers were complaining about forgetting their homework, Yukino Yukinoshita's homework had already become a positive example for the teacher multiple times. While her peers were grumbling about exams, parents, and teachers, Yukino Yukinoshita was already preparing for her exams.

Elementary school lasts for six years. For the first few years, everything was peaceful. Yukino Yukinoshita lived a life that was parallel to her peers. However, as she grew older and Yukino Yukinoshita maintained her unwavering and exceptional performance, she gradually gained malice... or rather, the hostility of elementary school students who were unaware of right and wrong.

It could be the example of a good student that a teacher casually mentioned when disciplining some unruly children; it could be the other person's child that a parent mentioned casually; it could be the aftereffect of Yukino Yukinoshita directly refusing to play with some peers in order to meet her mother's requirements, etc.

Yukino Yukinoshita has no way of knowing what factors triggered everything; she can only express her feelings from her own perspective.

The shoes were hidden indoors, the recorder was attacked with spit, and several classmates seemed to be casting unfriendly glances at him.

I initially thought it was just a simple accident, but later I found out it was man-made. However, I can't understand the logic behind this man-made incident, so I'm confused and puzzled.

Yukino Yukinoshita naturally reported what she had discovered to her teacher.

As a result, she was accused of tattling.

"At first, things calmed down for a while, but back then... I occasionally heard people say things I'd never said before, or do things I'd never heard of before—like me talking badly about someone behind their back, or someone being reprimanded by the teacher for snitching on me, being disloyal, and so on."

"Looking back now, it's like there was an extra Yukino Yukinoshita in the class. She changed in their conversations, passed from one person to another, and eventually became a target for them to vent their anger and emotions. Naturally, those actions fell on me."

"I was targeted for no reason. There was surveillance from teachers and parents. Since they couldn't do it openly, they learned to do it secretly without being taught—stealing indoor shoes, spitting on recorders, talking badly about me behind my back. All the people who did these things acted as if it had nothing to do with me, so I couldn't even find out who did it."

"My normal school life was disrupted, which made me very irritable. I always felt like someone was targeting me, but I couldn't find the source of the problem or solve it. At the same time, I had to endure the indifference and exclusion from my classmates. Some group activities deliberately excluded me, which made me feel sad because I noticed it but couldn't point it out."

Yukino Yukinoshita let out a soft sigh: "Where's Haku-kun's elementary school?"

Bai Ying thought for a moment: "I collude with teachers and secretly communicate with parents. I am good at using snacks to divide the various factions and often incite internal conflicts among them. I am an expert in calculating the profit of killing three naughty kids with one ball. If someone dares to spit on me, I will chase after him and lick him—I have to chew a few spicy strips before licking to enchant my tongue with flames. They have tried to imitate me and kill me back, but they are willing but do not have enough pocket money."

"Sigh, I wonder what the mischievous kids from my hometown are like now. It's such a nostalgic childhood."

Yukinoshita Yukino: "..."

Angelina clapped her hands enthusiastically, exclaiming, "Wow! White Shadow is amazing!"

"You had a long childhood."

Yukino Yukinoshita commented, recalling, "Back then, I couldn't solve the problem because I really didn't know how to solve it... [What were they doing? What were they cheering for? What were they so enthusiastic about? When the firelight illuminated the sky, I couldn't help but let out a cry of terror, and I heard the same tension, fear, and panic all around me. They suddenly became us.] This sentence from Mr. Sekiya's 'Them' left the deepest impression on me."

"As sixth grade was drawing to a close, probably because they felt they had a way out, the covert bullying intensified. At that time, I accepted Hayato Hayama's help, but his intervention only made them more dissatisfied. I don't know if it was jealousy or..."

The white figure raised his arm and shouted, "The king has been deceived by a vixen! Everyone, follow me to purge the court of corrupt officials!"

"Bai Jun really has a knack for making some analogies that leave people speechless."

Yukino Yukinoshita suppressed the urge to roll her eyes and concluded, "I'm too cute to be one of those idiots... But if Haku-kun and I went to the same elementary school, it would probably be a story of Haku-kun and us, not 'them and me'."

"The hero Mimi who commands the brats sounds pretty interesting," Bai Ying imagined. "Coat your recorder with chili oil, establish a secret society, recruit the brats in your class as spies, and form a great anti-hero alliance..."

"..."

I always felt that it would be even more miserable than my original elementary school life.

Yukino Yukinoshita couldn't help but roll her eyes slightly.

"They, me, and us—Alas! Inspiration strikes! Take off immediately! 30,000 words a day!"

Bai Ying excitedly entered a state of frenzied creation.

Angelina clapped her hands excitedly: "Oh! White Shadow, Kingdom One!"

"Keep quiet! This is too long to read!"

"Yes."

Angelina kept her mouth shut, looked around, and subconsciously met Yukino Yukinoshita's slightly puzzled gaze. She blinked and tried to return a puzzled look: "?"

Yukino Yukinoshita withdrew her gaze, leaving Angelina even more puzzled.

Wait a minute, I have the key. The dark room is locked. How am I going to get out later?

Angelina thought of this question, but seeing the white figure looking so serious... she decided to ask it later.

Think about it carefully... performance, creation, art...

Yukino Yukinoshita observed thoughtfully and discovered that the white figure was indeed thinking very seriously, typing on the keyboard and inputting text.

Does Mr. Guan Gu's work have any special significance?

If I had to pinpoint its special significance, it would be the events that Mr. Guan Gu personally experienced…

What does Bai Jun see through his eyes?

What is he concerned about?

I'm curious.

……

The sun sets.

"I wonder how your script revisions are going, little brother..."

Okita was pondering this.

Mai Sakurajima retorted, "Director, I think you should be worried about whether you'll get arrested by the police later. Although I've heard that you like to lock yourself in a dark room to create, locking someone else in there is a different story."

He was locked up with another girl.

"Don't you understand, Miss Sakurajima?" Okita asked curiously. "You should be the kind of person who has aspirations."

Mai Sakurajima: "Huh?"

"If you didn't genuinely want to do better and refine your acting skills, you would have been driven mad by your brother's criticisms long ago, wouldn't you?"

"That factor certainly plays a part."

When you're about to explode, check what weird things the haters are up to in the group chat to relax.

"Who doesn't want to create excellent works? Who doesn't want to feel more satisfied with themselves? But the stars in the sky are so far away. I don't know how high I can climb, or how much higher I can go. I only know that fatigue and pain are always with me, and decadent music is holding me back."

Okita murmured with some emotion, "My creations always fail in the market and in terms of reviews, but I am the one who is more dissatisfied than the audience. I know the creative process best, which is why I am the most dissatisfied... But how to make myself satisfied is a question that has no answer except to keep climbing."

"You could call it a dream, or you could say that I have a stronger human desire for expression. But if you call me obsessive, then my brother is definitely more obsessive than me."

“That’s right, that’s the resonance between creators! He definitely has that self that fights against instinct!”

Did the hater reluctantly go into seclusion?

But dreams and all that...

Mai Sakurajima shook her head and said, "I just want to have no regrets."

No regrets? Before Okita could even think about it, a loud roar suddenly rang out.

The small, dark room trembled, and several wooden planks that formed the walls bulged outwards, followed by a cracking sound.