Uneasy daily life

If you dare to make my sister angry, I must immediately kick you!

"You bastard! You tricked me!"

Feng Bin and Hua San stepped forward and kicked Bai Ying's shin with a light kick, feeling confident. "You think you can scare me with my sister here?"

boom.

A hard collision.

Kazuka Toyohama's expression twisted, her toes trembling, her face filled with astonishment: "...You?!"

Bai Ying whistled, rolled up her trouser leg, and took off the leg guards tied to her calves.

"I'm telling you, even though I made 100% mistakes yesterday, didn't I also deserve 1000% credit? You two are so arrogant, one thinks Mom loves you too much, and the other thinks Mom doesn't love you. You won't tell the truth unless you're pushed to the breaking point."

Bai Ying said earnestly, "Look at you, I'm leaving today, and I'm still worrying about you two. I've been working on siege operations and espionage late into the night. Even if I don't claim any merit, I've certainly put in a lot of effort... Look at how harmonious you two are. In the past, I would have been a meritorious matchmaker. Now that you've gotten married, not only do you not give me a red envelope, but you also want to kick the matchmaker to the curb..."

"I can handle it myself, I don't need your help, hmph." Feng Bin and Hua retorted defiantly.

Sakurajima Mai was slightly taken aback. Putting aside the fact that this guy had once again revealed his true feelings, there was something wrong with the itinerary he had given: "You're planning to go back today?"

"The filming is all finished, of course we have to go back..."

"Hey bro!" Okita said from behind, "What are you going back for? I'll help you get a long leave from school under the guise of filming. You can travel around this beautiful place on a free basis. Wouldn't that be wonderful?"

"The director's skill in coming up with clever excuses is truly adept; he'll definitely be in court someday. This scheme of calling it a leave of absence but actually working overtime is indeed ingenious, enough to make you admire the scenery from a streetlamp." Bai Ying disdainfully moved the director's hand away. "I'm a sixteen-year-old boy in the throes of puberty; why should I be enjoying my youth instead of working overtime here with you?"

The screenwriter and director began their daily tug-of-war.

Mai Sakurajima realized what was going on. This guy wasn't in the industry; he was just a temporary worker. Normally, he could leave after filming his scenes and revising the script. But he stayed a little longer to coach her acting... Wait a minute! Was he staying a few extra days just to give her a headache by having Hana fish?!

"Sister, Auntie's here, I have to go now, we'll chat again later..."

When Toyohama and Hana saw Sakurajima's mother heading to the film set, they muttered something and quickly distanced themselves... Hmm? They felt like they had overlooked something? The most important thing was that they and their sister had talked to each other and improved their relationship; the rest that they had overlooked shouldn't be anything serious.

Mai Sakurajima greeted her mother, thinking to herself that if her mother asked, she would just say that Kazuka was her fan, avoiding the sensitive and easily provoked sisterly relationship—besides, Kazuka was indeed her fan, long before they understood each other's sisterly relationship.

What does the matter between fans and idols have to do with half-sisters?

"Director! To repay your kindness in recognizing my talent, I've specially crafted a little story for you before I leave!"

"Alright, it seems you've made up your mind to leave, bro." Okita sighed regretfully, forced to accept the reality, then asked curiously, "What kind of story did you make up? 'The Road to Becoming a Famous Director'?"

Bai Ying said with a smile, "It's a blind date."

"..." The middle-aged man, who was often urged by his mother to get married when he was older, slowly typed out a string of ellipses, "I only have one lover, and that is my dream."

"This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental."

Bai Ying casually pulled over a folding table, sat down in a chair, and shouted, "9528! Ready!"

Yukino put away her guitar, smiled and watched with her arms crossed, without saying a word.

Why are all the subordinates I recruited born with a rebellious streak? Could it be that I truly possess the qualities of Dong Zhuo?

"Okay, okay, I'll write the lyrics for your song. I really did have some inspiration just now."

"Okay, then I will definitely do my best."

"Tch, you think I can't act just because you don't have a partner? At worst, we'll just randomly pick a female voice to play two roles."

The staff who arrived early at the film set to show their value all looked over with great interest. This kind of sudden performance was quite common—a white figure pointing at Mai Sakurajima, a white figure pointing at the male lead, and occasionally the two of them acting out a short story.

Mai Sakurajima crossed her arms, her gaze focused.

Bai Ying adjusted his posture, supporting himself on his left toes, his heel rising and falling, arranging the chair and table in a tangent, his elbows resting on the table, leaning against his body, his relaxed posture highlighting an unserious demeanor.

Then she took out her phone, held it to her ear, and started yelling, "My parents are forcing me to go on blind dates—"

"?"

Yukino Yukinoshita was about to leave for her cram school when she heard Shiro's loud voice suddenly calling her. She was stunned, and a series of thoughts exploded in her mind.

Mom and Dad? Bai Jun's parents should be in China, right? Arranging a blind date for Bai Jun is most likely a way to send him back to his hometown? But why would a high school freshman be on a blind date? A childhood betrothal? Wait—what's going on here…?

[They described the woman as virtuous, kind, intelligent, skilled in martial arts, beautiful, and understanding—it was all hype, like they'd only drunk alcohol without eating a single peanut.]

Yukino Yukinoshita's lips moved slightly, but she couldn't keep up with the conversation for a moment, unsure of what to say, her thoughts in utter chaos... What sudden turn of events?!

[But bro, don't worry, I would never betray the Singles Alliance! Today I'm dressed in a casual loungewear outfit, slippers on my feet, and I've reviewed the Singles Bible dozens of times. I'm determined to politely turn that guy away!]

"..."

Yukino Yukinoshita took a deep breath, gritted her teeth, and said coldly, "Shiraki-kun! You don't need to make real phone calls to act!"

[Brother! How could you say that? We're sworn brothers, like those who chop off chicken heads, drink yellow wine, and become brothers. We don't ask to be born on the same day, month, and year, but we do ask to be single on the same day, month, and year!]

brother?

A scene from a small theater flashed through my mind—they're back! They're all back! It was a feeling that sent my blood pressure soaring!

Yukino Yukinoshita couldn't help but stomp her foot: "Of your ten meals, I want the most troublesome dish!"

What?! Don't take this seriously, bro? You actually have someone you like?!

Snapped!

Yukino Yukinoshita hung up the phone, suddenly becoming suspicious and uncertain.

Did this guy even realize it...? No, it would be strange if he could. I only figured out my feelings after returning from the school trip, and I hadn't even met Bai Jun in person during that time.

Yukino Yukinoshita pondered for a moment, categorizing it as part of the daily reproduction of white fungi, within the scope of her own excessive speculation, and then pushed open the door to leave home to go to her cram school.

……

……

Looking at the disconnected phone, the man said with a pained expression, "Well, well! I never thought that even you, the 'long live single life' guy, would betray the organization!"

After a sigh, the man noticed a woman sitting at the table and his expression turned serious: "Are you here for a blind date too?"

"Yes." The woman smiled and explained, "Don't misunderstand, I'm not your blind date. My parents, who are urging me to meet someone, said he was handsome, wealthy, charming, and talented, so it shouldn't be you, sir."

"Haha, it seems all parents in the world use the same sales pitch. I wonder which training class they came from." The man seemed to sympathize with him. "You were also pressured by your parents to go on a blind date, huh?"

The woman rested her chin on her hand and sighed softly, "Yes, men should marry when they are of age, and women should marry when they are of age."

The man clasped his hands in a fist and said, "It seems that neither of us is male nor female."

The woman said with slight anger, "You're the one who's neither male nor female!"

"Oh dear, this is a collection of arguments to refute my parents' pressure to get married," the man said, shrugging. "You have to find the flaws in their advice to effectively counter them! This is a summary of my years of experience fighting against my parents!"

The woman was taken aback, then said with interest, "You've even come up with a summary of your experiences?"

"That is."

Tell me about it.

"That won't work. It's not that I'm lying, but the specific phrases used to urge someone to get married are different. What's important isn't a list of rebuttals, but the patterns summarized from experience."

"That sounds really far-fetched."

"Don't believe me? Then tell me."

The man confidently declared, "I'll take them all!"

Woman: "If you don't get married, what will you do when you get old?"

Man: "When I get old, I hope my parents will visit me in my dreams. That won't be scary."

Woman: "Your life isn't complete if you don't get married."

Man: "Then if I get divorced again, will I gain another piece of my life?"

The woman said, "If you don't get married at your age, it will be too late."

Man: "It means I'll live to be a hundred."

Woman: "If humans don't get married and have children, won't they become extinct?"

"Hmm?" The man was surprised for a moment, then exclaimed, "The extinction of humanity would be really cool."

"Your witty remarks are useless, aren't they?" the woman said worriedly.

"Of course it's useless, but it makes me feel good." The man wiped his hair. "They try every means to urge me to get married, and I try every means to urge them to get married in return. I'm happy every day."

The woman couldn't help but laugh and say, "So you were forced to go on a blind date after all?"

“This isn’t a blind date, it’s a battle,” the man said, spreading his hands. “After all, my parents used tactics like ‘That’s great!’ ‘Everyone else has one!’ ‘Get me one too!’ I had to parry and counter them.”

The woman asked in confusion, "Which one is better?"

The man pointed at a passerby (Sakurajima Mai) and said, "That toy is so pretty."

"Everyone else has that?"

"Uncle Zhang San's family has one child."

"Get one for me too?"

"I want that vase. I won't get up until you buy it."

The woman retorted, "Are you a three-year-old?"

“‘That girl is great!’ ‘Everyone else is married and has children!’ ‘I won’t eat if you don’t let me go on a blind date!’” The man shrugged and said, “In the past, I was the one who acted like a child and made trouble for them. Now they are the ones who act like children and make trouble for me. This is karma.”

Chapter Twenty-Five: Toyohama and Kazuka: Sending!

"When you were little, you threw tantrums and your parents bought you toys. Now that they're pressuring you to get married, don't you have to find them a wife?"

"There's no way around it, this is an ideological struggle."

The woman said strangely, "Ideology has come into play? You're quite the talker, making it sound like a war."

"This is what war is like," the man said. "I call a tomato a tomato, and my parents say a tomato is a tomato. Wouldn't that lead to a verbal battle?"

The woman rolled her eyes: "After all this arguing, it's just one thing, isn't it?"

"I'm telling you, you woman..."

"What did you say?!" The woman slammed her hand on the table, her eyebrows furrowed in anger.

"Look, you've already lost your temper!" the man said earnestly. "War is a delicate art, requiring quick thinking. If you want to outmaneuver your elders in this area, you have to use your brain in your actions—have you heard of military strategy? When the enemy advances, we retreat; when the enemy camps, we harass; when the enemy tires, we attack; when the enemy retreats, we pursue."

The woman leaned back: "You even know military strategy? Why don't you just use criminal law instead?"

“Criminal law is too much, at most it’s civil law. Besides, I have the Thirty-Six Strategies for Being Single.” The man said methodically, “When your parents urge you, just put it off. Say things like, how can you start a family if you haven’t established your career yet? Say that true love is hard to find. Say that you recently met a girl and fell for her at first sight. Put it off until your parents’ urging is like they haven’t bothered at all. When your parents stop mentioning it, talk about how good it is to be single and give them your ideas. When your parents lose interest in urging you, assert your position as a single person. When your parents back down, you have to press your advantage, make a concession, and everything will be fine.”

The woman said with interest, "So you're just using stalling tactics, pretending to come here for a blind date?"

"Of course, do I look like I'm here for a blind date?"

"Hmm... they don't even have a decent pair of shoes. It looks like they came here to claim kinship."

“That’s right.” The man gestured with his palms to describe the situation. “When my blind date arrives, I’ll start by saying, ‘I was forced to come here!’”

Woman: "Now that we've confirmed the main theme, what's next?"

The man said, "I have no ambition, no career success, my family is in debt, and I have no car or house." He seemed to be belittling himself, but he was actually deliberately trying to provoke the other party into taking it personally.

Woman: "What if the person on the other side can sit there?"

Man: "Everyone, let's eat first. I'll pay the bill when we're done."

The woman commented, "Let's call it a day after we've had our fill of food and drink."

The man said seriously, "Of course, the most important thing about our single-minded approach is to have a firm will. As long as you don't give up, there's always a way. Young lady, I see you have delicate features. Although you have the will to be single, you don't know how. You must remember the single-minded advice I'm about to give you! Don't hesitate, join the Singles Alliance, and our great cause can be accomplished!"

The woman complained, "With all these random ideas you've come up with, it would be better to separate and live separately, or if that doesn't work, reduce contact altogether."

“You’ve strayed from the main point,” the man said, shaking his head. “Tactics are the means of strategy, strategy is the essence of war, and war is a continuation of politics—the solution to the main contradiction isn’t about fighting with your parents.”

"You still think it's the main problem?" the woman asked suspiciously. "Are you involved in pyramid schemes?"

"Hey, don't slander good people! I'm not kidding you!" the man said hastily. "The main issue is love!"

The woman rubbed her arms and said seriously, "Hmm, people involved in pyramid schemes wouldn't say something as cheesy as you."

“Your comprehension is flawed—there are countless interpretations of love, and different interpretations represent different ideologies. Use simple and clear reason.” The man spoke eloquently. “My parents’ love for me was to fulfill their own ‘mission’ to raise their children, help them establish their own families and careers, and if the standard of living was good, to take care of their grandchildren, and in the final stage of their lives, to return to their roots.”

The woman raised her eyebrows: "Your love for your parents is to try your best to support the family and hope that they can have a break from their hard work, find some hobbies and interests, and spend their old age in peace?"

“That’s how my parents treated my grandparents,” the man said, shrugging. “They’re so quick to change their minds, isn’t that ridiculous?”

The man glanced at the time, then looked around and said, "That's strange, why hasn't the person I'm going on a blind date with arrived yet?"