Uneasy daily life

"Anyway! Tomorrow, Komachi will be taking Garbage-chan shopping for gifts! Now it's confession time, quickly tell Komachi everything!"

"Hey, hey, don't scratch my hair..."

……

Pink, dog, simple and practical.

Thinking about it carefully, it does fit Yuihama's usual behavior. I also heard her mention that she has a dog at home when we were chatting in the activity room before.

First, eliminate the option of giving a dog or a dog plush toy.

Considering that the reason for getting to know each other was asking for a lesson on how to make cookies, in other words, Yuihama might be very interested in cooking.

Yukino Yukinoshita hesitated, so it's a kitchen apron, pink, preferably with a dog bone or dog head pattern. Giving something practical and that she likes should be fine.

Having finalized her purchasing goals for tomorrow, Yukino Yukinoshita put aside her textbooks, which she had reviewed again, and her plans to catch up on Yui Yuigahama's lessons.

Then he took out his newly bought copy of Sun Tzu's Art of War.

That man possessed a terrifyingly keen insight into others; in ancient times, he would undoubtedly have been a strategist skilled in winning hearts and minds, a skill I myself lack.

It's clear from Mamoru Ishida's request that he quickly grasped the reasons for the tennis club's problems from various angles, used brute force to break down the tennis club president's dejection, temporarily revitalized the tennis club, and gave it hope and motivation to move forward. However, he himself didn't realize that the problem was simply a power struggle, and his thinking at most extended to the level of the United States splitting into factions and competing for power.

He saw the tennis club president as an obstacle he needed to overcome, while the other party realized that solving the tennis club president's problem would resolve the predicament.

If you don't want to keep losing, then the only option is to strive to become stronger.

The art of war is the art of struggle. From national wars to two children playing rock-paper-scissors, everything is a manifestation of struggle.

Trying to correct a phenomenon is essentially a struggle, even if it's like a mayfly trying to shake a tree.

Let's review the process of the last commission.

Bai Jun started by attacking the club's budget, like attacking a strategically vital location, forcing the tennis club to respond. He then used his strong individual abilities to break through head-on, using the tactic of an external enemy attack to temporarily unite the tennis club. During this temporary unity, he indirectly prompted a change in the tennis club president, ultimately resolving the problem.

He started with Mamoru Ishida, intending to strengthen the tennis skills of Mamoru Ishida and Saika Totsuka, and further, to have them persuade more tennis club members to create an environment that could shake the club and force the tennis club president to accept the challenge or even step down. However, he overlooked the thoughts of the tennis club president, a key figure, and also ignored the essence of the club.

If Bai Jun is the player outside the chessboard, then the tennis club president is a crucial blank area on the chessboard. Ignoring this area is a classic example of knowing oneself but not one's opponent.

Would there be a better way to do it again?

Of course, it couldn't be Bai Jun's method, that ability to break through the tennis club and become a super-powerful external threat—I didn't have that.

But they were able to come up with their own solution.

Whether through investigation or inquiry, one can generally deduce the changes in the tennis club president's thinking, and then derive a variety of different desired solutions.

The best strategy is for either yourself or Mamoru Ishida to directly provoke him, engaging in a tennis match to try and break him down, thus severely correcting his dejected and distorted mentality. As the saying goes, to kill the enemy, first kill the general; to capture the thief, first capture the king.

The middle strategy is to collect information on the tennis club president, compile various pieces of evidence about the current state of the tennis club, persuade some dissatisfied members to testify, go directly to the student council, and have the powerful senior student Shiroi intervene in a way that is beyond their control. Going with the tide will make it unstoppable.

The worst-case scenario is to strengthen the abilities of Ishida Mamoru and Totsuka Saika, unite the ambitious tennis club members, win some tournament awards, and finally confront them to seize the captaincy. This is a strategy of first training the troops, then gaining prestige, and finally forcing the royal court into a corner.

Upon careful consideration, I realized that my original righteous path was merely a poor choice. It might be solid and stable, but it would take too long and wouldn't address the core issues.

On the surface, Mamoru Ishida's request was about overthrowing his superiors, but at its core, it was about changing the state of the tennis club. I was simply being too simplistic in my thinking.

Past failures can be learned and applied to the next time.

Yukino closed her military book, lay down on the bed, and covered herself with the blanket.

"Minister, the car is ready."

Having lost the competition and been relegated to the position of deputy minister, Bai Ying opened the car door and said respectfully.

"Okay, let's go then, drive faster."

Yukino, in a cheerful mood, sat in the back seat.

"No problem, leave everything to me!"

The white car started moving, and Yukino Yukinoshita gazed at the scenery outside the window—she had won. That eccentric and troublesome fellow had finally fallen to her, but something felt off…

"Although I told you to drive faster, I didn't tell you to speed..."

"Without police, there would be no speeding."

"The deputy minister is not allowed to disobey the minister's orders. Slow down and apply the brakes!"

Bai Ying innocently replied, "This car doesn't have brakes."

"??"

"Minister! Sit tight! Aliens have taken over the White House! Ultraman has developed chuunibyou! Yui, who traveled from the future to the present, is being chased by Hachiman! We must immediately put on our cat costumes, find the seven Dragon Balls, and transform the car into a time machine to save the world!"

"??!"

……

Yukino Yukinoshita suddenly sat up, looking out the window with a dazed expression.

Phew—it was a dream, like a jumbled mess of things I can't remember...

Today I'm going to prepare a birthday present for Yuihama.

What a wonderful day that started so badly.

……

I open my eyes in the early morning.

A beautiful day begins!

Getting ready for work.

A beautiful day has come to an end.

After clearing away the connective tissue of the limbs and shaping the connective tissue of the head to conform to modern human aesthetics, cleaning the epithelial tissue and massaging the facial nerve tissue with both hands, once all the preparations are complete, one circulates vital energy to fill the acupoints, intending to break through the barriers.

After accumulating many days of practice, I successfully broke through to the next realm. I immediately felt a sense of comfort and ease throughout my body, as if a heavy burden had been lifted. This is the proper way of cultivation. Some cultivators who are greedy and try to take shortcuts without laying a solid foundation are prone to going astray and falling into demonic possession. Breaking through a realm once will cost them at least half their lives. Not to mention those who take strong pills to achieve rapid progress, who often suffer from the aftereffect of burning pain.

The weather is nice today. I checked my phone and the traffic is smooth. It's a perfect day.

On a whim, Bai Ying pulled out his mount from the house. It was his soulmate who had accompanied him on his journeys with his travel group, wandering through mountains and rivers.

A deep, dull appearance, weathered by time.

The red paint is peeling and chipped, indicating extensive experience.

A slightly crooked tire can travel thousands of miles.

Rust on the joints, an old horse still eager to run.

Fengxian is still here, his sword pointing at the land!

Red Hare is old, can it still neigh?

The white figure rode up to Red Hare with high spirits.

One library away!

Let's go to Hulao Pass and make a name for ourselves!

At 8:30 a.m. this morning, a man who wished to remain anonymous overturned his old bicycle while turning at an intersection. Residents are reminded not to travel on vehicles that are past their expiration date or are excessively worn out, and to be responsible for their own safety and lives.

"It's amazing that you carried your bicycle to work and weren't late, Mr. Red Hare."

Sakuta Azusagawa clapped his hands and stood up. Looking at the bicycle in front of him, with its chain broken and covered in wounds, he issued a critical condition notice: "Lu Bu is completely finished. It's amazing that you were able to find such an antique at home."

"Antiques..." Bai Ying exclaimed happily, "Antiques can be exchanged for a lot of money, right?"

Do you think I'm worth anything?

Bai Ying shook his head: "They're everywhere, worthless."

“I am over sixteen years old, and Lu Bu, who is not even as old as me, is worthless.”

"Sigh, it seems I'll have to find another Zhao Zilong when I have more money."

Sakuta Azusagawa retorted, "You just accepted your new identity so naturally, Mr. Red Hare?"

"We are both like oxen and horses, busy and never idle. It would be good if I were Red Hare."

"You seem to be enjoying yourself, Mr. Niu."

"My job is to make people laugh. How can I laugh if I'm not happy? Mr. Ma."

"Bai! Zichuan! Stop chatting here while you're on paid leave, hurry up and change your clothes, we're opening soon!"

The owner of the Tiger-shaped bar roared, his voice brimming with the passion of striving, the unique vigor of youth, the surging roar of the new generation.

"Yes, yes, yes..." Sakuta Azusagawa sighed.

"Don't rush, let me bring out the smile that opens other people's hearts."

Bai Ying rubbed her face, coughing occasionally: "Zichuan, how about this?"

"I really feel like you're going to open my heart to me any second now."

Sakuta Azusagawa touched his arm and commented, "His appearance is like that of a demon in disguise, he looks human at first glance but is not human upon closer inspection, and his voice is like the wind in the dark valley of the underworld, which can induce so much terror that it can make you wet yourself—have you been studying the uncanny valley theory lately?"

Bai Ying boasted, "The fear people have of each other comes from being similar yet dissimilar—the essence lies in a person acting as someone who is not human! I am pursuing a new interpretation of the future, one that is unprecedented and will ignite a flame for future generations!"

The boss said quietly, "If you greet guests like you did just now, I'll deduct your wages."

"Let future generations explore and develop it."

Thus, the future of the entertainment industry was nipped in the bud.

After being quickly tidied up, the multi-functional catering venue, named Sunshine House, opened for business.

Chapter Twenty-Six: The Fallen Genius

Floor-to-ceiling windows reveal a scene that is both quiet and lively.

There are elegant and mature urban women who like to sit in a corner, quietly enjoying a cup of morning tea, not wanting to be disturbed, and able to let go of the various pressures accumulated in daily life. There are young girls who love desserts and like to sit in a well-lit spot by the window, carefully adjusting the light and shadow on their phones, taking tempting photos of each dessert and posting them on Twitter. There are newcomers to the workplace who have just entered society and are feeling tired, ordering some delicious and filling food to reward themselves. There are fashionable ladies dressed smartly, carrying handbags, smiling and chatting quietly with their companions, occasionally tasting a bite of what looks like a very decent Western meal.

All sorts of people cast their gazes at the boy, who was dressed in clean and tidy clothes, but he looked even cleaner and tidier than his clothes.

He walked through the store, and although he worked in the service industry, he exuded the imposing presence of a lion surveying its territory.

For the urban beauties who wanted some peace and quiet, a screen was gently placed to separate them from others. A few photos were taken with a mobile phone, and a simple explanation of photography techniques was given to the young woman. She was then lured to another location. A glass of water was offered to the new office worker who had come to eat. The fashionable lady seemed to say something, and the young man responded with ease, showing no embarrassment or discomfort in front of adults. He was very proper and even accepted being photographed in a generous manner.

The shop, which welcomes all kinds of customers, seems surprisingly harmonious and ordinary. Customers at different stages of life gather together and each finds what they prefer.

A strange shop, a strange atmosphere, strange customers, strange staff.

"..."

"..."

"..."

"..."

The four of them looked at each other.

Yui Yuigahama said worriedly, "It shouldn't be... one of those weird shops, right?"

“I underestimated the minister.” Hachiman Hikigaya sighed. “With that kind of appearance, I feel he could be a conman who could fool anyone if necessary.”

Hikigaya Komachi wondered, "What a strange shop..."

"Anyway, let's go inside first."

Yukino Yukinoshita was the first to push open the door and enter, and the three of them quickly followed.

"welcome."

A boy who also looked to be in high school greeted them casually, glanced at the group, and asked knowingly, "Are you Bai's friends?"

"Did Bai Jun say that?"

“Yes, he said you might arrive a little earlier than expected. Although the number of people is not as high as anticipated, the characteristics match.” Sakuta Azusagawa looked you over a few times. “Come with me, he has reserved a table in advance.”

Komachi Hikigaya looked around curiously and asked, "What features match?"

Hachiman Hikigaya casually interjected, "Probably dead fish eyes, a bun hairstyle, long, straight black hair, an iceberg-like figure... *gulp*!"

Bang! A successful elbow strike from Komachi interrupted the attack. Komachi smiled and silently said with her eyes: "Brother, don't have an attack outside."

Sakuta Azusagawa thought for a moment and said, “One is looking around, glancing at everything, her movements unnatural, like a novice thief who is about to steal. The other is a girl with a commanding presence, going straight to the point, looking more like she's catching someone cheating than looking for someone. And the third is a girl who looks silly at first glance, but actually always has a silly smile on her face.”