Uneasy daily life

It wasn't just a mission; it was a wonderful and joyful experience that will become a cherished memory.

"Rest assured, brave one!"

Bai Ying gave a thumbs-up, exclaiming confidently, "Absolutely!"

“I’m saying…” Yukino Yukinoshita sighed, slightly dissatisfied, “Is this all the writing skills Haku-kun has? You can’t create anything with this level of ability.”

Bai Ying pondered for a moment, then suddenly realized, her expression turning serious. She raised her hand to her mouth with an enthusiastic tone, as if holding a microphone, and exclaimed excitedly: "TV Tokyo Special News! TV Tokyo Special News! TV Tokyo Special News! The Chiba Prefecture Fireworks Festival was a resounding success, receiving high praise from tourists from all over the world. With a 99% approval rating, it was arguably the most successful fireworks festival ever held! This festival was organized by Ms. Yukino Yukinoshita, and what's astonishing is that she's only 16 years old! She looks like a high school student, but her intelligence far surpasses that of ordinary people. She has a bright future ahead of her, is incredibly talented at such a young age, and will surely surpass her older sister. She will definitely lead the Yukinoshita family to break through the atmosphere and reach the heavens..."

"I prefer to stand among the mountain rocks, my roots lying dormant, waiting for the east wind. Though my green shoots are only three inches from the soil, I will be the peak among ten thousand ridges and mountains... I am grass!"

It's light! It's electricity! It's a whirlwind, a charging tornado!

The white figure leaped around the car, outrunning Xue Xia Xue. After a struggle, they were ultimately unable to apprehend the figure, unable to withstand the white figure's continued boastful ramblings, especially with the father casting a 'washing seaweed' look at them from the side...

"Baijun, don't be late tomorrow."

Yukino Yukinoshita glared at the white figure a few times, somewhat annoyed, and then turned and headed towards the apartment.

Idiot, is it so hard to say something encouraging right now?

Hmm... Has my relationship with Bai Jun taken a step forward? I've learned some of Bai Jun's little secrets, and he was very proactive and enthusiastic in helping me at the fireworks festival. Of course, it's also possible that I've misunderstood something...

Let's think about how to make the fireworks display even more spectacular. On the opening day, we'll have Bai Jun patrol with us to ensure the fireworks display goes smoothly. Forcing any conclusions about our relationship is going against the grain.

"..."

Yukino's father watched Yukino leave, then slowly turned to look at the white figure.

On the highway, I was in the car, and the rebels were outside!

In short: I have a gun!

"My brother's eyes seem hostile. Could it be that I did something wrong?"

Bai Ying opened the passenger door, got into the car, and fastened her seatbelt.

Is it possible that your very existence is a mistake?

The father spoke in a deep voice beneath the snow.

"What? I've actually become the standard by which human society reaches a consensus and weighs right and wrong?" Bai Ying laughed embarrassedly. "Brother, you flatter me. I'm not that important."

"Hmph!" Yukinoshita's father snorted coldly, displaying the confidence of an adult, "This is my car."

"That's the apartment where the hero lives."

The white figure raised a hand and pointed.

"Hahahaha—how's my car? Comfortable, right?"

"The engine is powerful, the interior has a unique style, the engine sound is long and powerful, the materials are elastic and soft, and it is very comfortable to sit in."

"?"

Yukinoshita's father suspected that Shirokage was telling dirty jokes, but he had no evidence. If he attacked her on this point, he was afraid that she would retaliate with "You know so much!" After thinking for a moment, he obediently drove Shirokage to a park.

Of course, to show their hostility, they deliberately parked the car at a corner furthest from the park.

This is to make you take a longer, more circuitous route as a form of punishment!

win!

……

……

The band, who had traveled from Shimokitazawa, Tokyo to Chiba Prefecture, met up with Yukino Yukinoshita at the train station and were then picked up by a private car to head to the fireworks festival venue. After careful consideration, Nijika Ijichi, as the team leader, decided to seize this rare performance opportunity. With Yukino Yukinoshita's intervention, the 'business trip' was tentatively confirmed.

Out-of-town performances, chauffeured transportation—and it seems to be a luxury car? Participating in a performance at a grand event…

Goto Ichiri pondered for a moment, then suddenly realized—I've become a star?!

"The poke sauce is starting to melt again."

"This is a softening state. In this state, Pochi is very likely to agree to other people's requests, like this—Pochi, lend me some money, I've got my eye on a new bass..."

Snapped!

"cold!"

"Are you short of money, senior? Well, I do have some pocket money, so—"

"Forget it! Kita, Ryo's family is well-off, and she usually has a lot of pocket money. It's just that she likes to spend money extravagantly on musical instruments and records, and she basically doesn't save any money. She's always in a tight financial situation. Lending her money is something you need to be prepared for."

The people in the back seat were initially a bit reserved, but as they chatted, they gradually returned to their usual demeanor.

In the passenger seat, Yukino Yukinoshita smiled and said, "It's great that everyone has this attitude. If you don't pass the interview later, you shouldn't be too sad."

"Huh?" Goto Ichiri asked blankly, "An interview?"

“Of course, after all, I’m not hosting the fireworks festival, it’s my little sister Yukino-chan.” Yukinoshita Haruno sighed. “Yukino-chan is a very strict and serious person, so even as her older sister, my pride doesn’t really carry much weight…”

"Haha, don't worry so much." Yukino's father said as he drove, "Yukino is very easy to talk to."

“Yeah, right.” Yukino Yukinoshita raised the corners of her mouth, throwing mud at her sister. “Her favorite thing to do is point out other people’s mistakes to their faces and then scold and correct them. If you dare to talk back, she will be very sarcastic and nitpicky—you’d better be prepared.”

Goto Ichiri is dead.

"Poch-chan! Cheer up!"

"Ahhh... Sen-senpai, I'm starting to panic."

"It's okay, I was panicking too."

Yukinoshita's father, who had transitioned from an office Optimus Prime to a Lalamove driver, quickly led the group to the scene. Amidst the crisscrossing roads, an open-air stage had been largely erected, and some people were busy making preparations around it.

Yukino's father quickly led the group to find Yukino Yukinoshita, who was looking through documents, and a rebel standing next to her, holding a long plastic weapon made of wood, wearing a summer tracksuit, who, apart from his handsome face, exuded a monkey-like aura.

"With just a word from the boss, subordinates run themselves ragged. The brave one's enthusiasm was overflowing, saying that since a stage for the band's performance was to be prepared, let's add some more color..."

With a flick of his wrist, Bai Ying whistled through the air as the long stick spun around his arm, then around his neck and waist. In a flash, it landed back in his palm, and with a whistling sound, the stick pierced through three plastic flowers tied together on the ground, lifting them up and spinning them several times.

He looks like someone who can do everything from riding a unicycle to throwing knives and juggling balls.

"You know martial arts?"

Yukinoshita's father frowned. Wouldn't this ruin the plan to suppress the enemy by force?

"I don't know martial arts; I'm just standing at the very end of the martial arts world."

Bai Ying raised his hand and carried the long staff behind his back. Three plastic flowers fell at his feet. He said with the air of a master, "Actually, I would like to perform the Three Heroes Fighting Lü Bu, let the brave one play Fang Yue, let me knock him down with one halberd, and then Hikigaya Kurenai and Oreki Ichiro fight me. Finally, when Ange Xuande makes a move, I will flee off the stage in a sorry state... Unfortunately, it is too long and I will not follow it. It is really disregarding the overall situation."

Angelina, who was helping to tie the flowers, pretended not to hear.

"Father, sister."

Yukino Yukinoshita greeted me. Today she was wearing a shirt that was easy to wear for outdoor activities, revealing her slender yet strong arms. Considering that she would be doing some physical labor, she was not wearing her usual long socks, and the white sock edges that peeked out from her sneakers covered her calves.

Is this Yang Nai's sister? She does seem a bit aloof, but not like Yang Nai described, like a rigid old woman, right?

The four band members looked at each other with some curiosity after the band ended.

"You're the band that applied to perform, right?"

Yukino Yukinoshita turned her gaze over and said directly, "The instruments have been rented and are ready. Come with me and give a performance."

Welcome to Chiba!

You can go on stage to perform now.

I retract my previous statement!

Chapter 137 99, 98 and 97

“I could hear at least five places where the drum rhythm was off.”

"Hi hi hi hi!"

"That guitarist kept his head down for too long during the performance."

"Yeah yeah yeah!"

"The bass was just average."

"Hoo hoo ha hey!"

"The lead singer's breath control is not stable enough, and his guitar playing is not proficient enough."

"La la la~ la la la~"

"Can you play other pieces? I mean, songs that were popular 34 years ago. No? Hmm... your repertoire isn't comprehensive enough."

After the performance ended, the execution site was shrouded in a biting wind and snow.

Yukino Yukinoshita crossed her arms, frowned, and every time she uttered a summary, it felt like she had been hit by an arrow. Goto Ichiri, who had a poor ability to cope with pressure, had already begun to retreat into her inner world, and performed a blank bow with a lifeless face.

Yang Nai was right after all. Although it looks cute, it's terrifying!

"Of course, it's normal that there were some problems with your performance."

After Yukino Yukinoshita finished her comments, she turned around and looked behind her. A white figure was waving a large glow stick around with great flair. To be honest, the effect was even better than the singing and playing of the people on stage.

"Bai Jun, instead of preparing your performance, what are you doing causing trouble here?"

"That's not quite right. As the saying goes, a strong wind reveals the strength of the grass, and a fall reveals the weight. It is through my exceptional motivational abilities that they were able to demonstrate their true strength." Bai Ying said a few words, casually twirling a glow stick. "It seems they still need some intensive training."

"Hmm..." Yukino Yukinoshita nodded slightly, "We need to get used to the open-air stage, choose new songs, and rehearse. Time is tight..."

"Huh?" Ichiji Nijika carefully raised her drumsticks and asked tentatively, "Have we passed?"

“Qualified?” Yukino Yukinoshita was puzzled and shook her head. “You may have misunderstood something. There are no threshold requirements for the fireworks festival performance itself. What is needed is not skill or professionalism, but a more popular and entertaining performance effect. But this does not mean that I will relax the requirements in this regard. It is just to give you the opportunity to improve as soon as possible.”

Ichi Nijika pressed her head against the drumstick, her eyes somewhat blank and unfocused—what did that mean?

"You've passed because of your looks and passable performance," Yukino Yukinoshita said with a smile. "But your performance still doesn't satisfy Yukino-chan, so you'll have to practice more and more."

"...Why do you talk like your sister?"

Ichiji Nijika breathed a sigh of relief, then said with a wry smile, "Um... Yukino-nee, can't you be a little clearer with your words?"

“I understand.” Yamada Ryo nodded slightly and said briefly, “He’s someone like the store manager.”

"Ah, it's that arrogant arrogant arrogant..."

Goto Ichiri snapped out of his daze, his mood fluctuating wildly. He chuckled sheepishly as he replied, his eyes following the muttered words: "Jiao?"

Goto Ichiri met Yukino Yukinoshita's indifferent gaze.

...Oh, so this is the kind of scenario where you get caught talking bad about your boss on your first day of work, right?

Expelled → Implicated the band → Expelled from the group → Stay-at-home → Goto Ichiri's lonely life...end.

Like a frog being targeted by a snake, it croaks and faints on the spot.

boom!

"Pochi-chan!"

"Goto-san!"

Yukinoshita Yukino: “?”

After a brief commotion, the group found a quiet place to discuss the matter. Yukino Yukinoshita introduced her with a smile: "This is my younger sister, Yukino Yukinoshita. Don't be fooled by her cold and mature appearance; she's actually only a first-year high school student."

"First year of high school?"

Ichi Nijika's lips twitched. What did she, a second-year high school student, call the other person?

Yamada Ryo nodded: "Oh, you're a junior."

"Huh? We're the same age?" Kita Ikuyo was quite surprised.

"Let's leave the irrelevant topics here." Yukino Yukinoshita gathered her thoughts. "Simply put, I need you to perform at least two pieces. One can be a currently popular style, and the other can be a classic piece that was popular in the past thirty-four years. Ideally, they should fit the atmosphere of the fireworks festival. Of course, I don't need to emphasize that you should rehearse before the fireworks festival to do better—any questions?"

"Oh, oh..." Ichiji Niji Natsumi felt a little pressured. "No, no problem."

"Hey! Xiao Yang, there's something wrong with you!"

Yukino raised her hand.

Yukino Yukinoshita wasn't surprised at all, but became slightly wary: "Does your sister have any suggestions?"

“When I applied, I tried to compose a song, which I think is the positive type, but I haven’t finished writing the lyrics yet—I guess I don’t have much talent for this.” Yukino Yukinoshita sighed. “If someone could write the lyrics for me, and then perform it at the fireworks festival, it would be really interesting, right?”

Ok?