Uneasy daily life

[Yukinoshita: Did you ask him about Hikigaya-kun?]

? !

Yui Yuigahama stared at the chat interface.

[Cookie Hard Worker: ...Are you a newbie?!]

[Under the Snow: The works secreted by Shirofumi are of varying quality, including some that are extremely boring.]

Okay, no, that's not the case.

[Cookie Hard Worker: Hehe... I just wanted to ask about Xiao Qi.]

[Yukinoshita: Hachiman Mushroom, a type of fungus that is reclusive, has low emotional intelligence, mediocre overall performance, and a weak presence, making it unappealing to interact with.]

Huh? Could it be that Xiaoxue harbors so much resentment towards Xiaoqi?

Yui Yuigahama froze, wondering how to respond... No, Yuki wasn't the type to talk badly about people behind their backs, was she? She always spoke to their faces, and when Yuki spoke to them, it sounded more like a lecture than a belittling or accusation; her tone was more like...

[Yukinoshita: Hikigaya-kun, a loner who doesn't know how to go with the flow, excels in humanities, has a kind heart, but is difficult to get along with.]

[Yukinoshita: Opinions vary. Those you consider friends will only stand far away, belittling Hachiman to elevate themselves. You, on the other hand, who spend more time with Hachiman, will have your own opinions—but either way, they are just opinions, not understanding.]

[Under the Snow: Yuihama, will the answer you get from me or Haku-kun be your own answer?]

[Yukinoshita: Do you remember what happened not long after the start of the semester? You were the first to stand up and clear up the misunderstanding back then, so why are you afraid now?]

[Yukinoshita: Or are you afraid of failing to express your feelings? What's so shameful about liking someone?]

Yui Yuigahama was a little flustered by the barrage of questions, and subconsciously pressed her phone to ask a question in return.

[Cookie Hard Worker: What about Xiaoxue?]

[Yukinoshita: I've already spoken to Haku-kun.]

puff!

Yui Yuigahama's counterattack failed, and her eyes widened—Xue confessed to Shiro?!

[Cookie Hard Worker: ...About summer vacation?]

[Yukinoshita: Before the holiday started.]

When did I miss any of the hottest news around me?!

[Cookie Hard Worker: ...]

Yui Yuigahama was speechless for a moment, then typed a string of ellipses to indicate that she was not so shocked that she lost connection.

[Yukinoshita: I think it's a lucky thing to be able to like someone. In this world, right around you, to hear about someone you like—that in itself is a kind of luck.]

[Cookie Hard Worker: Huh?]

[Yukinoshita: When you want to like someone, but your heart is completely empty of that person, that's true misfortune.]

[Yukinoshita: You were brave enough to take the risk and express your feelings to Miura, hoping to resolve the conflict and remain friends. You were the first to take the step, express your feelings and reasons, ask me and Hikigaya for our reasons, and resolve that misunderstanding—Yui, you should be braver than me.]

[Cookie Hard Worker: ...What if I fail?]

[Yukinoshita: You can keep it in your heart, and after high school graduation, when everyone goes their separate ways, you can leave behind a comforting memory.]

[Yukinoshita: If you can accept this, it's not a bad approach.]

Is the person on the other end of the internet really Xiaoxue and not Xiaobai?!

Yui Yuigahama leaned back involuntarily and began to think.

The more I think about it... could Xiaobai and Xiaoxue be working together to set a trap? One said she wanted to confess to Xiaoqi, and the other encouraged her to confess to Xiaoqi—you two are in cahoots! I actually missed out on my good friend's romance. Is my ability to read the room too weak, or are Xiaoxue and Xiaobai just too strange?

Yui Yuigahama put a red "no battle" sign on her account, pretending to be a busy person who doesn't have time.

Hmm, Xiaoxue is indeed Xiaoxue, it's truly enviable how she expressed her feelings so easily and coolly.

But something just feels off.

Yui Yuigahama scratched her head, her thoughts drifting back to the fireworks festival, the small business, and the differing choices regarding confessions.

Unfortunately, when trying to seek help and strategies, one person pretended to be a werewolf to put pressure on others, declaring, "I am your rival in love," while another claimed to be the seer, adding a golden water buff after a few riddles to make himself advance.

Ding dong.

[Yumiko Miura: Yui, let's go to the fireworks festival together.]

[Cookie Hard Worker: Someone has already made an appointment with me.]

[Yumiko Miura: It's Yukinoshita again?!]

[Cookie Hard Worker: Hmm.]

Yui Yuigahama felt slightly guilty.

[Yumiko Miura: No way!]

[Yumiko Miura: I asked you to go to the movies with me before, and you said you wanted to go with Yukinoshita, so forget about that time. But now you want to go to the fireworks festival with her?!]

[Cookie Hard Worker: Um... Xiaoxue invited me first.]

[Yumiko Miura: Who will you choose, her or me?!]

What kind of death question is this? Can anyone even answer something like that?

Yui Yuigahama started thinking like lightning.

[Cookie Hard Worker: Yumiko, is there anything I can help you with? I definitely will!]

[Yumiko Miura: Hayato invited me to the fireworks festival.]

You must have invited other people too, right? Like those friends you often hang out with.

Yui Yuigahama didn't find it strange.

[Yumiko Miura: I asked around, and it seems Hayato didn't invite anyone else. The others, including Tobe, said they weren't invited.]

[Cookie Hard Worker: Isn't that a good thing? Why did you call me here? You can't expect me to be a third wheel, can you?]

[Yumiko Miura: That's not what I meant.]

So what do you mean?

Yui Yuigahama put herself in his shoes for a moment, then suddenly realized, "I understand!"

[Cookie Striver: Yumiko, are you going to confess to Hayama-kun?!]

There was no immediate response from the other end.

Great! Confessing together is great! It makes me feel especially confident!

Yui Yuigahama thought to herself, "A lightbulb goes off in front of me!" and encouraged Yumiko to muster up her courage and just go for it!

[Cookie Hard Worker: When you want to like someone, but you don't have anyone in your mind at all, that's a kind of misfortune.]

[Cookie Hard Worker: It's a lucky thing to be able to like someone; there's no need to hide it.]

[Yumiko Miura: ...What if we fail?]

[Cookie Hard Worker: If I don't do it, this love will only remain in my heart. After graduating from high school, we'll all go our separate ways, leaving behind a comforting memory.]

[Cookie Hard Worker: Yumiko, can you accept this?]

[Yumiko Miura: I'm a little unsure if you're going to the fireworks festival with me.]

[Cookie Hard Worker: No, um... I had something very important to do that day, just as important as what you had to do.]

[Miura Yumiko: Huh? You didn't confess to Shirokage during the fireworks festival, did you?]

[Cookie Hard Worker: Huh? Yumiko, what are you thinking about? It's Himouto!]

[Miura Yuko:? 】

It's clear that behind Miura Yumiko's question mark lies a multitude of unspoken words.

Yui Yuigahama was also full of questions. In other people's eyes, was Hachiman really that insignificant? Well, judging from appearance alone, at least Hachiman could be considered good-looking... Anyway, this misunderstanding had to be cleared up immediately!

[Cookie's Hard Worker: Shiro and Yuki are a couple—Yumiko, please don't tell anyone.]

[Yumiko Miura: Huh? A couple? Those two?]

[Yumiko Miura: Even from the point of view, which is not particularly likable, they are a good match.]

[Cookie Hard Worker: ...]

Yui chose the fireworks festival to confess her feelings, which must be because she was confident of winning.

Yui, you win!

I also chose the fireworks festival to confess my feelings, so I'm sure to win.

I won!

The logic is complete, we've won big!

Yumiko Miura became more confident.

If he didn't like me and have feelings for me, why would he invite me to the fireworks festival? It means I'm the most special one among Hayato's friends, otherwise why would he only invite me? Could it be that in that game and movie last time, Hayato figured something out and realized he likes me?

As Miura Yumiko pondered, she naturally thought of a certain vengeful spirit, and then she became furious.

I told you I'd give you the information, and you'd help me get Hayato sorted out. But the first thing you said was that you couldn't do it, the second was that you already helped, and the third was who you were... It was more like you were making things worse than helping.

Even so, Yumiko Miura still wanted to ask.

[Yumiko Miura: Shirokage, Hayato only invited me to the fireworks festival, what do you think?]

[Bai Liang and Bai Ying: You caught a big fish, but intentionally got lost and ended up in the next village.]

[Miura Yuko:? 】

[Bai Liang and Bai Ying: Someone with such high emotional intelligence like me definitely has to praise your good luck.]

[Yumiko Miura: Get out of here!]

[Bai Liang and Bai Ying: Seize the opportunity! Strike first, confess directly, and you'll win big!]

[Bai Liang and Bai Ying: We're both in Chiba, so we'll definitely be attending the same fireworks festival. Why don't we go together?]

Although this person was a repeat offender, he gave a positive answer, so there was no chance of anything going wrong.

Yumiko Miura's account has been put on a "no-fight" sign, pretending to be a busy, fulfilling person.

"Haaah... I'm pretty drunk, and I don't feel any sense of accomplishment at all trying to fool people."

Bai Ying shook her head and continued fiddling with the gunpowder in her hands, even releasing the Assassin Queen for the prop master to observe.

"The ability to explode silently is very interesting; it would be perfect for fireworks..."

The prop master looked at the assassin queen from head to toe.

Chapter 122 The Perverted Screenwriter

"Our Scarlet Troupe, as a mysterious organization where everyone is a superpowered individual, naturally has some pursuits that transcend low-level interests."

The white figure squatted down beside him and said.

"For example?"

Angelina, expressionless and wearing gloves, held a small stick and stirred the paste-like ingredients for the sparkling beads in front of her. The reason why fireworks can bloom in the sky and display colorful flowers is because they contain sparkling beads made of various metal powders, starches and other materials.

The vibrant colors aren't from frying, but rather from the colors of various metallic elements burning, as explained in textbooks.

Angelina, who was called in, said she had learned something, and then was given the task of mixing the ingredients, which she called "experiencing it firsthand through labor."

"For example, proving that colleagues are all idiots, and then further proving that their theories are stupid theories."

The white figure was holding several cardboard tubes and was gluing them together. He gave an example: "For example, the leader is pretty stupid. He's always chasing after the meaning of life and the reality of the world. He insists on finding a Morioh Town."

"They also like to exploit their employees. The most outrageous thing is always the next demand. Sooner or later, they'll write their names on the streetlights." The prop master was burning paper money and striking a wooden fish while a bucket of gunpowder was in front of him. He was also muttering something in English from time to time.

Angelina's best English grades were in elementary school, but she didn't understand much. She remained calm about the prop master's strange behavior.

The Scarlet Troupe, I know, I know.