Uneasy daily life

Yukinoshita's father continued chatting idly, glancing at Sakurajima Mai behind him out of the corner of his eye, and secretly sneered.

Hmph! No man can resist the allure of rhetoric! It's the instinct ingrained in our genes for millennia—the pursuit of social achievement!

Mai Sakurajima caught a fleeting glimpse of hostility in her eyes, and her feelings became rather complicated.

"Come on, brother, tell me more so I can gather some information."

Bai Ying urged the melon to hurry up, clearly intrigued.

"You're quite hardworking, hater. I look forward to working with the director again." Mai Sakurajima walked over to the other side in a few steps and said with a smile, "You just focus on gathering material, I'll hold the umbrella for you, okay?"

Bai Ying readily put away her umbrella, her eyes fixed intently on Xue Zhi's father: "Big brother, do you have any other inside information?"

The father frowned and narrowed his eyes.

Mai Sakurajima walked straight ahead with an air of concentration, holding her umbrella very steadily, showing no sign of suddenly pulling it aside and letting the white figure get soaked in the rain.

“Of course I have inside information. Come closer.” Yukinoshita’s father put his arm around Shirokage’s shoulder in a friendly manner, chatting casually while subtly leading Shirokage under his umbrella. “Party positions are just slogans, but the more slogans are shouted, the more those who believe them believe them. If the positions are violated or not fulfilled, there is often a potential risk of conflict. And different parties often put forward different slogans in order to compete…”

Bai Ying said knowingly, "There will probably be those who oppose for the sake of opposing, and those who deliberately oppose to gain attention, right?"

"Haha, that's right, a small local political party rose to prominence by riding the wave of popularity..."

The father's eyes sharpened, and he inadvertently tilted the umbrella, determined to let this scoundrel experience being soaked in the rain!

"Sounds like that, which is similar to some people in the entertainment industry."

An umbrella came closer, seamlessly shielding the white figure from the rain.

Mai Sakurajima smiled.

Ha! A wolf in sheep's clothing! It's time to pave the way for the little goddess!

Yukinoshita's father secretly mocked, "The closer one gets to fame and fortune, the more eccentric people become. Miss Sakurajima, having been in the entertainment industry, must have experienced quite a lot."

"Yes, so when I returned to the entertainment industry, my identity was simply that of an actress, not an idol," Mai Sakurajima laughed. "Now, the haters won't be able to criticize me anymore, right?"

"Ha, your acting skills are terrible."

The white figure pursed its lips, smiled, and said all it meant.

"Ms. Sakurajima's acting is still very good," Yukinoshita's father commented. "Her split performance in that movie was amazing, like her face was covered in a mask, without any sincerity. It was very brilliant."

Mai Sakurajima humbly replied, "Compared to the haters, my acting skills are nothing to brag about."

"Hilarious, this guy has absolutely no acting skills."

"This kind of thing needs to be viewed dialectically. His character is questionable, but his acting skills are indeed very good. On the contrary, the role and script of the movie limited the hater's performance."

Using softness to overcome hardness? He's a tricky guy.

The father's gaze was deep beneath the snow.

She didn't match up with Yukino... but with her father? Is there something wrong with that?

Sakurajima Mai felt quite subtle.

good good!

Bai Ying was inspired to gather material.

……

……

The Starry Exhibition Hall.

Yukino was drinking and chatting with a drunken woman with a burgundy side ponytail when she noticed the three people walking in with umbrellas and was taken aback.

Damn it, how did Father and Mai Sakurajima end up together?

Bai Ying left the group contentedly and came up to greet them, "Yo."

"Yo yo." Yukinoshita Haruno chuckled, "You came all this way in this heavy rain, when did you become so fond of music?"

Yukinoshita's father folded his umbrella, casually leaned closer, glanced around at the scene, and smiled nostalgically, "The performance hall has changed a lot. When I was a security guard, those performance halls weren't this clean and tidy, and there weren't as many facilities..."

"So this is ah."

Yukino read the sentence aloud, rested her chin on her hand, took a sip of beer, and said with a helpless sigh, "You jerk, you don't mind the trouble and fatigue, but I do."

...Ugh! It must be saying that treacherous villains are troublesome and exhausting!

Yukinoshita's father quickly looked at the white figure: Quick! Quick, give them a helping hand!

"How dare you speak to your uncle like that?" Bai Ying's face hardened, and he said with displeasure, "Niece, you're being too disrespectful. As your uncle, I have to say a few words to you. As the saying goes, there's no such thing as a grudge between father and daughter that lasts overnight. Once the water is spilled, the basin is still wet..."

Yukinoshita's father: "?"

Yukinoshita Yono: "?"

"Wait a minute."

Yukinoshita Haruno raised a hand to rub her temples. Was she drunk? Did this guy mistake himself for Chitanda when he was drunk?

"When did you become my uncle?"

"This is my newly recognized elder brother," Bai Ying said matter-of-factly. "Aren't you my niece?"

Yukinoshita Haruno said knowingly, "Oh, from now on I'll call you Uncle, and you'll call my dad Big Brother?"

"if not?"

"I'll call my mother right now, and you can call her 'elder sister-in-law'."

Yukinoshita Haruno excitedly took out her phone.

I don't know what happened after the traitor shouted, but I'm sure I'm dead!

"How dare you speak to your uncle like that?" Yukinoshita's father frowned and scolded, "Young man, you're being incredibly disrespectful. As your uncle, I have to say a few words to you. As the saying goes, people should have their limits. You can't just take advantage of someone's kindness..."

Bai Ying was taken aback, and said with heartache, "Does this mean that we brothers are cutting ties and severing our friendship?"

"Of course... oops!"

Yukinoshita's father realized he had almost been tricked: "I never agreed!"

"In short, family members shouldn't have conflicts. Talk things out and connect with each other. You are father and daughter by blood. What grudges can't be resolved through communication? Get along well and don't fight or argue, understand?"

Bai Ying, speaking in a kind and gentle tone like a teacher, successfully ignited a flame in Yukino's heart.

"climb!"

"okay!"

The white figure scrambled up, hands behind its back, looking left and right, searching for its target.

"Where's the band? Brave Pro, come out and greet our guests!"

Chapter 128 Meow

There is no trash can.

There was nothing behind the door.

There was nothing in the corner of the counter.

"Hey—guests, please do not go near the bar."

Manager Ichichi sipped her drink, glancing at the white figure trying to crawl under the bar, and asked in bewilderment, "What are you doing?"

"Looking for the Hero Pro, you all call her Pochi-chan." The white figure scratched his head, his gaze deep and serious as he stared in the direction of the toilet. "Could it be that she's under too much pressure and has a stomachache, so she's hiding in the dark corner of the toilet to recover her SP?"

"what?"

Store manager Ichichi rolled her eyes: "Poch-chan is quite clean, isn't she? She only puts plastic bags in the trash can."

"That depends on the situation... cough cough."

Bai Ying changed her voice, and then said in a low and loud voice, "Ah... I'm doomed. Just thinking about going on stage and performing in front of so many people, and about how my performance is supposed to be a legitimate way to earn money... I might make a mistake and the audience will leave, and the shop owner will sue me in a fit of rage!"

"Goto Ichiri, due to poor performance that caused losses to the Starry Sky Business, is sentenced to be stripped of his human identity for life and demoted to a paramecium. From now on, he will live in the toilet!"

The voice was authoritative and powerful, and the righteous gaze was fixed directly on the toilet.

Two girls who were chatting and laughing as they came out of the restroom paused involuntarily. Their conversation quieted down under the watchful gaze of the imposing bartender, and they whispered to each other as they walked to the rest area.

"From now on, I'll live in the toilet, playing a heartbreaking song. All things in nature were born without me, and the word 'human' speaks of utter helplessness..."

Shirokage Goto Ichiri said sadly, "People like me are born to fail, destined to become paramecia in the toilet. If the toilet is accidentally flushed down the drain with a gurgling sound, the toilet will be clean..."

"..."

Store manager Ijichi remained calm and shook her head, saying, "The voice is very similar, but it doesn't sound like Pochi-chan at all."

"Hmm..." Bai Ying pondered, "Is it because I didn't go into the women's restroom? Very well! Today, let me fulfill my long-cherished wish and explore the mysterious women's restroom!"

Mai Sakurajima, who had just come out of the restroom, was slightly taken aback by the outrageous remarks. She walked over and retorted, "What's so mysterious about this? If you're interested, you can apply to be a cleaner at a public restroom. After seeing it a few times, you'll see that it's nothing special, just an ordinary facility."

"Really? No floral scent? No potted plants? No forbidden aroma? No Hero Pro?"

The white figure threw out a string of questions mixed with strange ones.

"Poch-chan is backstage. They're going to perform on stage later, so she's probably cheering them on. You're mimicking Poch-chan's way of speaking, but she doesn't talk like that." Manager Iji sighed rather irritably and glanced up at the bar.

A string of teru teru bozu (Japanese teru bozu dolls) of various styles hung there, clearly made by different people.

Mai Sakurajima understood slightly and asked, "Manager, may I go backstage to see her?"

"Okay..." Manager Ichichi saw the white figure already wandering towards the backstage and couldn't help but bulge the veins on his forehead. "Unauthorized personnel are not allowed to enter the work area!"

The white figure stopped, thought for a moment, tucked a crumpled ticket into his collar, leaving half of it sticking out, and gave a questioning look: Am I just some random person?

Store Manager Ijichi: #!

After a brief, procedural display of arrogance, Manager Ichiji didn't stop her. He waved for Shiro to get lost. Although they had only met a few times, some people's encounters were clearly not comparable to those of others. It would be good to let this guy relieve their stress...

Store manager Ijichi thought for a moment, then got up and walked towards Yukinoshita's seat.

"Under the Snow, is it alright to move your performance to the first show?"

"The first show?" Yukinoshita Haruno shook her head and laughed. "There's no point in adjusting the show times, is there? The manager doesn't need to worry about it."

Yukinoshita's father nodded in agreement, "Yes, with Haruno's strength, it's natural that the order doesn't matter, but it's more exciting to have her appear last."

"It's raining too hard today, and the customers aren't in a very good mood," Manager Ichiji said casually, giving the other person a strange look. "We'll have to trouble our ace player to warm things up."

“If I start the performance, it might put more pressure on them, causing customers who only intended to watch my performance to leave after the show.” Yukino Yukinoshita briefly listed the possible scenarios.

Store manager Ichichi sat down, looking annoyed, and said, "If we leave you behind, they'll be facing a cold and lonely atmosphere..."

"So you're just worrying unnecessarily, aren't you?"

Yukino Yukinoshita chuckled: "If there's a problem no matter what you choose, then there's a problem with your approach. The little birds have to sing out for themselves, so the mother bird shouldn't worry about whether they're too hot if they wear an extra layer or too cold if they wear too little."

"You're the one who's a bird mother!" Manager Ijichi glared back, stood up and said, "Then I'll adjust your order. Don't be like Hiroi Kikuri, who comes on stage drunk and only realizes when it's time to perform that she's holding a bottle of liquor instead of a guitar."

"Hiccup~" The woman with wine-red hair looked up blankly, "Wine? Where's the wine?"

Yukinoshita handed over an empty can: "Here you go."

"Haha, Arigato..."

Hiroi Kikuri took a few deep breaths into the air and then continued to slump over the table.

“Um, Haruno…” Yukino’s father racked his brains and managed to say, “Don’t drink too much, it’s not good to drink too much.”

Yukino raised an eyebrow slightly and pushed a can of beer towards him: "How about I share some with you?"

"I've quit, I've quit," Yukinoshita's father shook his head. "I've quit smoking and drinking for over ten years. If I hadn't, your mother would have had to quit me."

Yukino Yukino raised the corners of her mouth, but didn't continue drinking, since she did have to go on stage later—she wasn't as...rock and roll as Kikuto Hiroi next to her.

"Isn't Yukino-chan organizing a fireworks festival? Why aren't you helping out? What are you doing here?"

"Hahaha...it's all the same."

……

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impermanence of life.

Just as they were about to make their official debut, the weather turned against them. Despite trying to make arrangements and give them a heads-up beforehand, the typhoon, oblivious to human relationships, continued to pour down torrential rain.