Uneasy daily life

"What if you suddenly need to go to the bathroom during the performance?"

"Forehead……"

Fighting Spirit - 2.

"Speaking of which, is your training and skill level really sufficient? Before you was 9528—that is, Yukino Yukinoshita's performance. Are you confident in taking over from Yukino Yukinoshita?"

"Sister Yang Nai, ah, uh..."

Desire and lack of fighting spirit.

Goto Ichiri started to panic. First, Haruno-nee was going to perform, and then the audience was full of expectations. If he messed it up, wouldn't his third brother be eating peppercorns—numb and numbing!

"What should we do?!"

"The saying goes, 'Plan for defeat before victory.' Only by considering how to deal with the consequences of failure can we achieve victory," Bai Ying patiently explained. "We practice the dogeza apology in advance, so that if the performance fails, we can immediately make amends—of course, an ordinary dogeza apology cannot express the emotion; it must be strong and powerful to dispel the audience's dissatisfaction!"

Strong and powerful?

Goto Ichiri was completely bewildered. How could a dogeza (a deep bowing apology) be so powerful and persuasive? Did he finish apologizing, stand up, and then commit seppuku?

The white figure hopped back two steps, pushed off the floor with both feet, and performed a 360-degree backflip, landing with a powerful, resounding thud in mid-air.

“Private Marseille with red bean paste!”

Fan: "∑(っ°Д°;)っ!"

Does even an apology have to be elevated to this level? Am I really such a pathetic creature who can't even apologize?!

Red and Yellow: "?"

Blue claps: "Sparashi!"

Mai Sakurajima raised her hand to rub her forehead, then thought for a moment and decided to give him a kind look.

"Hey, are you busy?"

Yukino Yukinoshita happened to walk in carrying her guitar. She glanced at the situation backstage, then walked up to Shiro with a smile: "You jerk, tell me what you did wrong?"

“Private Marseille with red bean paste!”

"If apologies were enough, what would be the point of having police? Don't you think so?"

“Private Marseille with red bean paste!”

"Don't just apologize, show some sincerity."

Yukino Shino pressed down her skirt and squatted down, extending her right hand and rubbing her index finger and thumb together—not to ask for money, of course, but mainly to show the scoundrel her hand.

"Ughh ...

The white figure's mournful cries suddenly echoed, full of emotion, moving all who heard them to tears.

"That's not the sincerity I want."

Yukino Yukinoshita patted the floor: "No need for apologies and tears, give me something concrete."

"You don't need to apologize? That's great."

Bai Ying stopped crying, jumped up, patted his knees and said, "Since you don't need me to apologize, it means you've already forgiven me. Although I don't know where I went wrong, since you've chosen to forgive me, it means I didn't do anything wrong. And since I didn't do anything wrong, it means I did the right thing. And people should do the right thing—you're angry because I did the right thing, you're pointing fingers at me and verbally pressuring me, which means you're wrong."

“If you’re wrong, you have to accept the punishment, so you should apologize to me—I want you to do a 720-degree mid-air spin.”

With each word he spoke, Bai Ying puffed out his chest a little more, and by the time he finished speaking, he was already looking down his nose at Yukino Yukino.

The king and chariot have changed places.

Yukino's smile turned cold: "Will you dare to do it again next time?"

The movement was a bit too exaggerated, and Bai Ying found it difficult to nod forward, so she nodded backward, causing her whole body to sway a couple of times: "You'll dare to do it again next time."

Suddenly, a murderous intent arose. With swift and decisive movements, the white figure, wielding Goto Ichiri, blocked Yukinoshita Haruno's pursuit.

During the brief standoff, Bai Ying didn't forget to instruct Goto Ichiri: "Did you understand the apology just now? If your performance on stage fails later, remember to follow this procedure—first do a somersault dogeza, then apologize, and after the audience indicates they don't mind, stand up and ask them to apologize..."

"Don't try to instill weird logic in Boqi! All irrelevant people, get out of here immediately!"

Ijichi Nijika finally lost her temper and used her power as the shopkeeper's sister to snatch the dizzy and completely out-of-touch Goto Ichiri from the white shadow and expel her from the country.

"Ah, um... I'm sorry..."

Goto Ichiri seemed to be lost in thought, his feet wobbling slightly as he pondered a physics question—why can a person do a backflip? How does one generate force? Which parts of the body need to move?

"Poch-chan, wake up! Don't imitate that guy's dangerous behavior!"

“Pochi, once you’ve practiced enough, you can perform on the street, and I’ll help you collect the money.”

"Senior—I can practice this too!"

Yukino Yukinoshita felt a little more relaxed watching the four noisy people and began preparing for the performance later.

As if no one had noticed, Mai Sakurajima quietly left the backstage area.

……

"I have this brilliant plan, but Ichiji Nijika won't allow it? This will definitely be effective in breaking the awkward silence after a failed performance."

A white figure walked out from backstage, sighing that such a young man was not worth discussing anything with.

"It should be effective, but it's a bit of a waste of time."

A hand patted the white figure's shoulder from the side. Yukinoshita's father suddenly refreshed his expression and said with great emotion, "I didn't expect my little brother to work so hard, to go to such lengths for his older brother. I misunderstood you before..."

"It's okay, I'm magnanimous. Brother, just do a somersault and do a dogeza, and this matter will be over."

"You're joking, I'm too old for fancy tricks." Yukinoshita's father warmly pulled Hakuei to the bar, and after they sat down, he said in a serious voice, "Young man, it seems things aren't going too well."

What do you mean by "not very good"?

Bai Ying wasn't surprised. Just now, 9528's attitude of choosing its master to kill clearly showed that the father and daughter didn't get along very well.

"If Yang Nai's affection for me was 10 before, it dropped to 0 after our conversation."

Yukinoshita's father did some calculations.

"This is going to be difficult," Bai Ying said reservedly, pointing to the menu on the table.

Yukinoshita's father cheerfully said, "Boss, bring me a Coke, it's on me!"

Store manager Ijichi handed over two glasses of cola.

“Phew—Coca-Cola is so refreshing in the summer.” Bai Ying stroked his chin and said, “First, we need to analyze 9528’s attitude and feelings towards you, brother.”

Under the snow, the father listened attentively, whether he believed it or not was another matter.

"In my opinion—firstly, there's the issue between 9528 and my older brother. Because of Auntie's previous strict parenting methods, my older brother chose to believe in her approach and therefore didn't participate as a father in the whole process," Bai Ying said. "Conclusion one: 9528 harbors resentment..."

Yukinoshita's father: "Put it another way, I can't stand hearing this."

Conclusion 1: 9528 is very dissatisfied with your inaction.

"Then there's the issue between 9528 and the Hero. As the older sister, 9528 suffered the most, had the most unfulfilled ambitions, and experienced the most painful emotions. As the younger sister, the Hero was largely drawn away by her excellent older sister, which is why they have different mindsets. After the Hero was born, the older brother felt something was amiss, and since the aunt was a little less strict with the Hero, he showed some care for her."

Bai Ying concluded: "It's not scarcity that's the problem, but inequality. Conclusion two: 9528 is very dissatisfied with you for your care for the brave warrior, and therefore pays special attention to this point."

“That’s right.” Yukino’s father sighed. “Yūno brings up the topic from time to time about who is more important to me, her or Yukino…”

Conclusion 3: This guy is too reserved.

"?" Yukinoshita's father interrupted, "Wait a minute, where did you get this conclusion? Where is your evidence?"

“Brother, I understand your desire to get closer to 9528, but your behavior is too reserved and formulaic.” Bai Ying shrugged. “You don’t actually think that… if she asks you for money, you should just give her money, hang around her all the time, express concern, offer advice on her problems, and help her with her difficulties, and that’ll improve your relationship, right? No way?”

Yukinoshita's father frowned and said, "Isn't that right?"

"Heh." The white figure turned to look at Sakurajima Mai, who was sitting next to him, quietly sipping her juice and listening. "If that's what you're saying, then wouldn't I be the father of Hero Plus? Or even the father of Hero?"

Mai Sakurajima rolled her eyes at her.

"Be bold!"

Yukinoshita's father nearly transformed into a demon, drawing blood from the traitor on the spot.

"Calm down, brother. That's why I said you're being too reserved," Bai Ying said earnestly. "9528 isn't a child anymore. I'm afraid she hasn't asked her family for a single penny since she left the formation, right? You didn't build a relationship with her before she became independent, and you still want to become close to her like a father after she becomes independent? 9528 isn't a child like the hero who can be happy all day with just a word of approval from her aunt—what's the use of treating yourself like a father?"

Yukinoshita's father fell silent, then sighed sadly, "What you say makes sense, but how can we solve the problem if we don't approach it from this angle?"

Of course it makes sense. If that's what you're thinking, how could it not make sense?

Bai Ying suppressed her laughter and gestured for her older brother to come closer. After whispering a few words to each other, Xue Shizhi's father frowned, pondered, gritted his teeth, and with a desperate expression on his face, quickly set off to find the props.

I have a feeling that there's a conspiracy element involved, called "Black Fan Guy".

Sakurajima Mai thought to herself, then looked at Yukinoshita's father's back and couldn't help but be a little lost in thought... Yukinoshita's father is an interesting and warm-hearted person. After all, he didn't hesitate to team up with the hater to try to improve his relationship with his daughter.

"Envious?" Bai Ying turned her head and said with great concern, "When I have the chance, I'll meet your father, and then I can use his voice to make up for the fatherly love you lack. Don't be shy then, just call me Dad..."

Mai Sakurajima: #!

Step on my foot!

……

……

Yukino Yukinoshita composed herself and stepped onto the stage from the side. Immediately, many audience members stood around the stage. Within the circle of the audience, there was a conspicuous empty space, and in that space were two... no, two conspicuous hairs.

A headband with the words "Yang Nai? Yang Nai" written on it.

Two call sticks, and he doesn't care about anyone around him.

With identical equipment, Baiying and Yukinoshita's father stood upright and serious, displaying an unwavering professional demeanor.

"..."

Yukino's smile faltered slightly. She adjusted the equipment briefly, cleared her throat, and said, "Hi! Thank you all for braving the typhoon to come see the performance... Well, we also have two rather special guests today, which really touches me. Thank you for your support. Let me record your cheering gestures to encourage myself not to slack off."

Yukino Yukino smiled, took out her phone, turned on the camera, and then clipped the phone onto the microphone stand, pointing it at the exotic animals below the stage.

"...!"

Yukinoshita's father hesitated. Losing face in front of the goddess and others wasn't a big deal, but if it were recorded... How could I, a dignified member of parliament and Yukinoshita's son-in-law, leave such a handle on him?!

"Brother, this woman deliberately asked to film you, she must be trying to make you back down and become a stranger to her from now on!" Bai Ying hurriedly advised, "If she pretends not to see you, that would be the worst scenario. It would mean that even if you changed into this outfit, it wouldn't be able to make up for her subconscious disgust and rejection—she's paying attention to you, she cares about you!"

"you're right!"

Yukinoshita's father gave her an approving look.

"So, the first song for everyone is 'Metamorphosis'—"

Bai Ying shouted, "Why is it still this song? Where's the new one?"

"Shouldn't this kind of question be asked of you, sir? It's written here."

Yukino Yukino casually replied and then focused on preparing to play and sing.

As the melody rose, the white figures began to move, waving glow sticks in response to the rhythm.

Yukinoshita's father followed suit, and thanks to the experience he had accumulated in his youth, he was able to keep up with the pace for a while.

"Ah."

Bai Ying suddenly chuckled, revealing a look that was one part contempt, three parts disdain, and six parts "Is that all?" He took a step, his two glow sticks spinning and shaking, his upper body moving back and forth, creating two swirling flower-like patterns.

How could we possibly lose to this treacherous villain?!

Yukinoshita's father chose to imitate her. I used to be one of the best among the delinquents, and dancing machines were no problem for me. Even after all these years, I still have the strength to fight!

The situation was truly evenly matched: one was Han Sheng, though old, still capable of defeating Xiahou; the other was Yun Chang, in his prime, just in time to single-handedly kill Yan Liang; one was an experienced oil seller, skilled only; the other was a strong and vigorous Huang Feihong, full of youthful vigor; one was a butterfly glider, skilled in technique; the other was a somersault handstand, relying on strength to win. They fought back and forth like a revolving lantern, a perfect pair of sleeping dragons and phoenix chicks, making it difficult to determine a winner.

The two waved their glow sticks and started a dance battle back and forth offstage. Yukinoshita's father wasn't exactly a dance machine master, but he was a disco pro in his youth. Shirokage, relying on his youth and strength, was full of energy and energy. The audience didn't know whether to watch Yukinoshita Haruno's singing and playing instruments on stage or the two enthusiastic fans below who were unknowingly trying to get into the center position.

Yukinoshita finished playing the last note with a grin on her face.

The white figure performed a series of somersaults, landed steadily, raised his baton, and shouted: "Yang Nai Yang Nai! The most exciting! Hoo hoo hoo—!"

In my entire life, I have never been inferior to anyone—except goddesses!

Under the snow, the father, panting heavily, attempted a difficult move, but then tripped over his own feet and slipped to the ground.

Time waits for no one. The once strong, healthy, and ambitious man, who was proficient in many amazing skills, has become an ordinary, unremarkable middle-aged man who knows nothing but how to make money...

"Father, you're really having a lot of fun."