Uneasy daily life

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Fireworks display, around the stage.

"Now! We have a serious question to consider—"

What is the meaning of life?

The white figure walked back and forth with his hands behind his back, first distributing summer iced cola to Hachiman Hikigaya, Houtarou Oreki, and Angelina, and then revealing his true intentions by asking a question.

Judging from his furrowed brow, agitated expression, deliberately profound tone, and the sudden shift to grand philosophical questions…

He got a writer's block.

"I should have died long ago, but I don't know why I'm still alive today."

Hachiman Hikigaya slowly unscrewed the bottle cap—thankfully, the minister didn't go so far as to damage the cola.

"That is the meaning of life."

Houtarou Oreki took a sip of cola.

"..."

Angelina gulped down half a bottle of cola and found herself at a loss for words. The profound and impressive things had been said by Hachiman, and the clever and interesting things had been said by Oreki. What should I say?

"Too long to read, why not answer?"

The white figure looked over.

“This…” Angelina racked her brains, then suddenly realized, “It’s iced cola after a hard day’s work!”

Bai Ying nodded: "Then finish this bottle of cola and continue working."

Angelina: "..."

"Hachiman, to borrow Natsume Soseki's words, this doesn't answer the question. It's a major concern. Your answer is truly enlightening..." The white figure paced thoughtfully, "Is it searching? Is it a question? Is it an answer? Or perhaps a direction? I'm outta here!"

In a flash, the white figure twisted his hips to dodge a side kick, then turned to look at the unsportsmanlike young man who had launched a sneak attack.

"Stickman? What are you doing here?!"

Toyohama Kazuka: #!

She kicked again.

"Damn it! What are you doing here?!"

"I think, therefore I am... Calm down, why are you so angry?"

"What do you think?!"

He groped me at night, wrote weird and crazy posts about my sister online, and ran away the next day. That's not all—he read the letter I wrote to my sister and even memorized it to threaten me online!

The more I think about it, the angrier I get!

"I advise you to take care of yourself!"

The white figure retreated three steps: "If you don't believe me, look back, retribution is right behind you!"

Feng Bin and Hua sneered, "Still trying to fool me? I..."

"Oh my, isn't this Hehua Jiang? It's been a long time!"

A dribbling tackle, seemingly slender but actually completely unshakeable arms, and an annoying hug.

Toyohama Kazuka: "..."

Yukinoshita hugged Toyohama Kazuka from behind and asked with a smile, "What are you doing here, Kazuka-chan?"

"Why are you here too?!"

Feng Bin and Hua stared wide-eyed, struggling desperately.

"Of course I tricked you into coming here to sell you by weight." Bai Ying patted a footprint on her trouser leg. "You came here to perform at the fireworks festival, right? Don't you know that the fireworks festival is my doing? You little artist, show some respect, or I'll make you sign a contract to sell yourself, unable to get up during the day or sleep at night, working 007 a week, and I guarantee you'll age thirty years in three years..."

Not far away, Yukinoshita's father fell into a subtle silence, with the other members of Sweet Bullet and Sakurajima's mother who came to help.

If I were to say there were a time machine...

"Father, this is..."

Yukino Yukinoshita, who had just finished rehearsing, walked over, her tone subtle, and her gaze briefly surveying her surroundings.

Could it be that Mai Sakurajima is here too?

Chapter 139 Yukino: Hagemase!

Why is this so?

Yukinoshita's father didn't understand.

I had already ruled out the possibility of Mai Sakurajima beforehand, so why did I end up finding someone who knew the traitors?

"Yukino," Yukinoshita's father asked softly, "Does Toyohama and Hanaya also know Shirakage?"

"Has Father forgotten? Feng Bin was also at the company that day."

Yukino Yukinoshita glanced at Sakurajima's mother on the other side.

"Of course I remember, but—"

The father looked ahead.

The goddess is using force to hold the furious Toyohama Kazuka hostage. The rebel, with a rich expression, points out the situation, adding fuel to the fire of anger on the other's head. Toyohama Kazuka bares her teeth and claws, like a pufferfish swelling up.

"I didn't expect we'd get along so well."

Yukinoshita's father commented succinctly.

“Toyohama’s temperament is like that, rather impulsive and direct.” Yukino Yukinoshita said without suspicion, “Father, did you find an idol group from Toyohama? Let me see their performance level.”

Mai Sakurajima wasn't there, which is quite normal, since Haku-kun didn't organize any theatrical performances this time either.

Yukino Yukinoshita put aside her thoughts and focused on discussing related issues with the leader of the idol group, occasionally asking Sakurajima's mother, a former talent manager, some questions.

"..."

Yukinoshita's father understood perfectly well that the little goddess looked at Toyohama and Hana as if she were looking at a little girl, unconsciously showing a psychological advantage of maturity.

Upon closer inspection, no particular behavior was observed from Feng Bin and Hua, nor was there any indication that they intended to kill the rebels. Isn't that quite normal?

Tsk, there's something wrong with the rebels—I can find your familiar pretty girls in any idol group I randomly pick?

Yukino, with a forceful demeanor, demanded that Toyohama and Hana return to their places and began discussing the fireworks display. Yukino's father, without making a sound, walked towards the white figure, preparing to try and pry open the other's heart...

"The meaning of life?"

Yukinoshita Haruno was taken aback, then realized and said, "You're trying to lie to me, aren't you?"

“This is a very serious philosophical question,” Bai Ying said eloquently. “If you have the pride of being human, then you must show what makes you different from animals, right? If you are just living for the sake of living, then why bother calling yourself human?”

“That’s easy,” Yukino Yukinoshita said casually. “If you say I’m a person, then I’ll say I’m an animal with animal instincts. If you say I’m an animal, then I’ll say I’m a person with the right to be proud.”

Bai Ying clapped her hands and said, "Flexible arguments. If I asked you what it is, how would you respond?"

Yukino Yukinoshita smiled and said, "A college student, her parents' daughter, a resident musician at Fanxing... well, that's all for now."

"If that's the case, then who is Yukinoshita Haruno?"

"Well..." Yukino Yukinoshita thought for a moment, then became a little curious, "Father, who named me?"

"Of course it was me. Your mother named Yukino," Yukinoshita's father said proudly, leaning closer. "Isn't it a beautiful name?"

"So that's how it is, the sunlight in the snow..."

The white figure caught a glimpse of inspiration and began to murmur to herself in deep thought: "Under the snow... Hinano... snow and the sun... um..."

"You're putting so much thought into the name that it's making the name seem weird."

Yukinoshita tilted her head and said, "Thinking about it carefully, this name is quite strange, isn't it? The sun and snow together, the winter sun? Thinking about it that way, it does fit my personality..."

"Indeed, the winter sun is cold no matter how bright it is."

Bai Ying was still pondering inspiration when she casually nodded in agreement, saying, "It looks bright, reflecting the snow and creating a beautiful winter scene. But in reality, the sun is indifferent, so indifferent that it can't even melt the snow. The brighter the area, the more desolate it is."

The father gave the white figure a sinister look, but the latter, lost in thought, was oblivious, as if he had been stabbed in the back unintentionally.

Yukino Yukinoshita found it quite amusing: "In that case, Yukino-chan's name is quite fitting. She is pure and white inside and out. She looks cold and desolate, but when you touch her, she feels like a pile of soft snowflakes, not a hard block of ice. Otherwise, she should be called Yukinoshita Hyouno."

"Sister, it's time to go prepare for rehearsal."

Yukino Yukinoshita walked over and, hearing their discussion, shook her head, saying, "A name is just a name. This kind of interpretation is just my sister finding reasons to impose her ideas on it. At most, it's an absurd way of summarizing things. It doesn't mean that the name foreshadows any destiny or anything like that. That kind of thing can only be classified as fraud. If we have to say who is most qualified to interpret it, it should be the father who gave my sister this name."

Yukino's father immediately raised his hand and said, "Is it possible that I chose this name because I thought it meant that Haruno is like the sunlight that illuminates the night, inspiring people to be very motivated?"

"Paired with the surname Yukinoshita, it becomes the meaning of a cold winter sun?" Yukinoshita Haruno played the name-deciphering game with great interest. "Thinking about it that way, it's quite accurate!"

Yukinoshita's father: "..."

Yukino Yukinoshita sighed helplessly: "Let's put aside this topic that has no scientific basis for now and get to the rehearsal."

"Hey hey! Xiao Yang, you're following orders!"

Yukino immediately became serious.

Yukino Yukinoshita is having a bit of a headache, completely helpless against the other party. If only she had Haku's abilities, she could understand her sister's current state of mind.

It's spring!

The white figure suddenly made a loud noise, startling the people nearby.

"What spring? It's summer now." Yukino Yukinoshita turned her head and looked at him knowingly. "Haku-kun has some inspiration?"

"The snow, three feet thick, chills the heart; the bright sun, shining brightly, warms the soul. Do not resent the coldness of heaven and earth, for the sun's rays wash away the snow and reveal the spring."

"When snowflakes fall into the sun, that means spring has arrived!"

The white figure cheered, clapping his hands and frantically rummaging around: "Huh? Where's the pen? My pen and paper... Oh wait! Where are my keys?! Damn it! I left my notebook in the tent at the park—do you guys have any paper and pens?!"

Yukino Yukinoshita shook her head and said, "There should be some over there..."

She had just pointed in a direction when the white figure stomped on the ground and shot away like an arrow, its body faintly tinged with pinkish-purple...

There's a kind of strangeness that makes even the most bizarre things seem less strange when applied to Bai Jun.

"Sister, shouldn't we go to rehearsal... Sister?"

Yukino Yukinoshita called out twice.

"Huh? Oh." Yukinoshita Haruno came back to her senses and said with a slight smile, "Thinking about it, the meaning of a name really does depend on how far-fetched you interpret it. Putting the sun and snow together can make it sound like spring."

"Bai Jun seems to be able to put anything together."

Yukino Yukinoshita muttered a comment, then pondered, "Judging from his appearance, the lyrics will probably be out soon. Maybe we can practice them today."

"That really makes me look forward to it."

Under the snow, Yang smiled brightly.

Ugh?

Yukino Yukinoshita paused slightly, feeling that her older sister's smile seemed a little different than before.

Yukinoshita Haruno had already turned and walked to the edge of the stage, precisely grabbing her two younger sisters from the crowd.

"Come be my little sister, Hana-chan!"

"Let go of me! Don't come any closer, it's so hot!"

"Hmm—Kazuha-chan is so enthusiastic! Come, come, Nijika-chan, the right side is for you. Today I'm going to have two little sisters on my left and right sides~"

"Hahaha, Yang Nai-nee, one older sister is enough for me..."

Toyohama and Hana struggled with bared teeth, while Ichiji Nijika, slightly overwhelmed by the surrounding gazes, awkwardly tried to escape with a troubled smile. Clearly, the two younger sisters had almost no chance to resist under Yukinoshita Haruno's extremely strong power, and their hair was instantly ruffled into a mess.

Yukino walked over with a rather troubled expression.

"Alright, sister, stop causing trouble and get ready for rehearsal..."

Under the snow, the father stood there pondering, sighing with regret.

Damn! Why didn't I come up with this line? Wouldn't it be even better if I were the one creating this scene of the goddess being so happy? Tsk, the rebels really are powerful…

As the saying goes, what you keep in mind will eventually come to pass. The white figure, who had only run away a short while ago, came running back with a flyer in hand.

"Wow! As expected of me! Finished in one go! Not even a typo! A perfect creation!"