Uneasy daily life

"How can you do anything without pressure?"

"I mean the pressure is too much, it's easy for problems to arise," Bai Ying said seriously. "Look at her, so infatuated with beauty, she's got the makings of a tyrant..."

Yukinoshita Yukino: #!

"Ok?"

Yukino's mother glanced at the white figure with some surprise, then looked around at the lively scene, the well-organized stalls, and the tourists and spectators coming and going on the street. She smiled and said, "At least from the current point of view, Yukino is doing quite well and is very motivated to do even better. As for the outcome, it would be more reasonable to discuss it after the fireworks festival ends."

Alas?

Bai Ying looked at Yukino Yukinoshita with suspicion. When did the hero get so emotional that he directly confessed to his aunt? After all, with his aunt's eyesight, she probably couldn't see through a girl's heart.

Humph.

Yukino Yukinoshita gave Shirokage a slightly proud look, then turned and led everyone toward the stage that had been set up.

The area surrounding the stage is filled with various vendors and promotional businesses, forming a small, bustling plaza. Many curious spectators pause around the stage, strolling about while waiting for the performance to begin. Occasionally, security personnel can be seen maintaining order.

Because they needed to go backstage to prepare, the group naturally split into two groups: one group waited for the performance, and the other group went backstage to prepare for the performance.

"Right now I'm just a tourist and spectator, so I won't interfere with the events you're organizing. In return, I want to see the capabilities you demonstrate."

Yukino's mother said a few words to Yukino's mother.

"Will do."

Yukino Yukinoshita nodded slightly and hurried off to prepare.

Komachi Hikigaya asked with a grin, "Can you do a backflip later, big brother?"

"If you want to bring me food to the hospital again, I can give it a try."

Hachiman Hikigaya rationally assessed his physical condition.

Just as Yui Yuigahama was about to naturally follow and get the item, she subconsciously stood still, waving her little fist and shouting, "Yuki! Hachiman! Shiro! Orio! Go for it!"

"Did you hear that? You haven't done a good enough job, you need to work harder and do even better!"

Accompanied by Bai Ying's distorted interpretation, the group went backstage to prepare for their performance.

"Xiaoxue..." Yukinoshita's mother asked with slight surprise, "Are young people nowadays not used to addressing each other by surname or given name?"

Ugh! Pressure from my elders!

Yui Yuigahama was a little flustered: "Uh, that's what I usually call him... and Shiro too!"

"Oh."

Under the snow, the mother nodded thoughtfully.

Huh? Is this a sign of satisfaction or dissatisfaction?

Yui Yuigahama's head was full of question marks and ellipses.

The goddess just got a strange misconception...tsk! It's all the fault of the rebels. As the floor of contemporary youth, they really lowered the reliability level of contemporary youth in the goddess's eyes!

Yukinoshita's father has a lot to complain about. He feels the atmosphere between the young goddesses lately is a bit strange. Well… but their relationship wasn't exactly normal before, was it? But what constitutes normal? How do you define a normal sisterly relationship? Is it sisterly affection and respect? Is it sisterly kindness and filial piety?

"The more one clings to elaborate and meaningful terms of address, the more superficial the understanding becomes. It fails to recognize the other person's unique personality, assuming that calling someone by a special name will give it special meaning. It's more like wishful thinking on the part of one party..."

The prop master pushed up his glasses and abruptly joined the conversation.

He gets really excited when it comes to the significance of patterns, rules, and logic!

"The same title can have vastly different meanings in different people's minds, revealing their varying perceptions," the prop master said. "If Xu Bai—that is, Bai Ying—called someone a junior, how would you feel?"

Yui Yuigahama seemed a little flustered, as if she had been called out.

"Brother Bai?" Komachi Hachiman crossed her arms, looking like a little adult. "He's probably just trying to tease Yui-nee!"

“That’s the difference in personality,” the prop maker said eloquently. “Making something, precise data, detailed steps, and a stable process can be repeated countless times, but this approach cannot be applied to people—for example, Yui, even if she calls everyone a unique and seemingly intimate nickname, it doesn’t mean that she has a good relationship with everyone or knows everyone who calls her that… Cognitive differences are often one of the factors in various conflicts.”

"From differences in national consciousness to conflicts of personal preferences, another interpretation of universal values ​​can be that they are just casual acquaintances. When it comes to specific issues, contradictions will arise, which is often one of the core techniques of dramatic creation."

Theatrical creation?

Yukinoshita's mother observed the other person for a moment, then hesitated and said, "You... seem to be a member of the Scarlet Troupe?"

"The prop master is responsible for the design and production of stage props." The prop master asked in confusion, "Hmm? Has Madam seen me before?"

“At your age, I don’t think I saw you when I saw the performance.” Yukinoshita’s mother recalled for a moment, then shook her head to bring the topic back. “What the gentleman said is exactly what I’ve been thinking about lately. The differences in our understanding of many things between my daughters and me have caused quite a few problems.”

Props maker: "Please tell me. It would be my honor if I could answer your question."

"Strive, learn, develop skills, build networks, and discipline your children's behavior so they can become better." Yukinoshita's mother sighed softly. "Complete indulgence is definitely not good, but discipline leads to disputes. I'm almost confused about what it means to be a parent."

"Who decides right, who judges wrong, who can establish their own understanding as a standard and manifest it as behavior—that is power." The prop master shook his head and said, "Power is so convenient that it is easier to become addicted to the satisfaction it brings than to understand it... I bestow goodness upon you, and I also bestow upon you obligations, requiring you to respond. If you do not respond, you should be punished and corrected."

"Do interpersonal relationships really exist in the world that can be standardized like natural laws? In a sense, they do exist, and that is the law. Since we've come to the level of law, it has nothing to do with people, and all that's left is the definition of power."

"When everyone expresses the good in their hearts, the world becomes a bad place."

The prop master said, "There are many things beyond the standard of good and bad. Take the wife as an example: the ten months of pregnancy, the occasional meaningless chats at home, traveling together, going to fireworks festivals, exchanging words one by one... If there really is a standard, then the standard must be born from these things, something unique to each and every one of us."

"Instead of thinking about what it means to be a parent, you should examine what you consider to be a child, and the answer will naturally come to you."

The father asked quietly, "Then, sir, what do you consider to be children?"

“I’m a non-marriage advocate, I don’t need to consider it. If you make me feel that way, then I definitely won’t feel anything.” The prop master thought for a moment, “If I had to say, I’m the remnant of passion and impulse after they’ve cooled down.”

What a strange way of saying that?

Yukinoshita's father changed the direction of his sword strike: "Then what do you think defines parents?"

“One provided sperm, the other provided an egg, and after some kind of exchange that couldn’t pass censorship, I became a person with a physical form,” the prop master added. “To avoid any misunderstanding, let me explain: I was an orphan who grew up in an orphanage and was later taken in by the Scarlet Theatre Troupe.”

The father leaned back involuntarily, exclaiming, "Damn! It's flawless!"

Yukino's mother sighed softly, a rare occurrence for her: "Education is truly a difficult thing."

The difficulty lies in the lack of standards and definitive conclusions; often, one can only adapt to the situation.

Yui Yuigahama and Komachi Hikigaya dared not speak during the adults' conversation.

Yui Yuigahama has a feeling that she might have been targeted.

What does it mean for small businesses to like something?

"Yuigahama-san—!"

A particularly enthusiastic greeting rang out.

Chitanda Eru, dragging her suitcase, breathlessly made her way through the crowd towards this side.

Yui Yuigahama looked up in surprise: "Huh? Chihiro? Didn't you go back to your hometown?"

“After the fireworks festival, I invited Oreki to my house, but he quietly went back to school early.” Chitanda Eru wiped the sweat from her forehead. “It took me several days to convince my father to let me go back to Chiba ahead of schedule.”

As they spoke, Chitanda Eru politely greeted the Yukinoshita couple.

I have a feeling there are many stories in it!

Yui Yuigahama's eyes lit up slightly, and she wanted to nibble on the melon: "Chihiro, is something wrong on your end? Why did Osamu come back early?"

"Um……"

Chitanda Eru nodded her chin, recalling briefly.

……

Fireworks exploded in the sky, illuminating the mountains and rivers in the darkness. The unprecedented brilliance drew gasps and exclamations from the audience. Flashes of cell phones occasionally popped up from the crowd, and the lively atmosphere indicated a successful event.

I want to make the people here happy—a wish that was originally vague and abstract, but which has received the most practical and concrete response.

The stern father nodded slightly, giving a fairly good evaluation.

The listless Oreki looked a bit dazed as he stared at the fireworks, probably from exhaustion. The fireworks illuminated his profile as he looked over.

"Oreki-kun! Let's watch fireworks together again next year!"

I don't remember the scene very clearly, but I know that I was very happy and wanted to make Oreki smile.

"Ah, next year after next, it really is an endless year."

Oreki was surprised for a moment, but still gave a rather unenthusiastic answer.

That's so typical of Oreki-kun!

"Then let's watch the fireworks that never end!"

I excitedly raised my hand and said.

The following day, Houtarou Oreki escaped the battle at lightning speed.

……

What a bold and straightforward child.

The mother's inner thoughts under the snow.

Didn't you just say that your dad was right next to you?!

Under the snow, the father looked up at the faintly visible moon in the sky. Was this the feeling of "sharing the same moonlight across the ends of the earth, our radiance becoming one"?

Xiaoqian, how dare you!

Yui Yuigahama was a little envious.

"I have a feeling that something happened between my father and Oreki, but I have no evidence. When I ask them, they just say they are doing homework and studying..." Chitanda Eru muttered. "After I finished my summer homework, I had nothing to do at home, so Uncle Haku asked me to come and learn from Chiba's advanced experience in fireworks festivals... It's amazing. I want to try organizing a performance for a fireworks festival in the future."

Chitanda Eru looked at the stage and sighed.

Why are you everywhere?

Yukinoshita's father's cheek twitched slightly as he recalled someone dressed as a 'filial son,' which was surprisingly fitting.

Could that guy be a senior gold member of the Father's Sorrow Association?!

……

Backstage, Yukino Yukinoshita, who was testing out her guitar and conducting the equipment preparation, noticed something strange mixed in with the performance props.

Fireworks? What are they doing here?

"Give."

Angelina ran over and picked up a tube of fireworks with a strap, along with several other fireworks, from the ground.

Are you getting ready to set off fireworks on stage?

Yukino Yukinoshita slowly shifted her gaze to the white figure that was injecting chicken blood into the three of them.

The project group was somewhat ill amidst the encouraging closing band and sweet bullets.

"Don't overthink it, what's most instinctive is what's most real!"

"My halberd is a halberd of kindness; it will not harm anyone."

"I know you can't do backflips, but I'll teach you how."

Morale -50.

"It's almost time, let's go!"

Bai Ying glanced at the clock backstage, raised his hand, and with a flick of his halberd, directly lifted the heavy curtain.

Yukino Yukinoshita sensed something was wrong, but it seemed too late to stop it. She put on her headset and contacted the staff in the fireworks area to confirm the time.

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"To continue from where we left off—"

The clear, expansive sound seemed to come from the heavens.

"Kaguya of Mount Hourai angrily killed the Emperor, violating the Heavenly Laws. The three brothers of Peach Garden were full of ambition and eager to achieve their goals."

"Heavenly thunder and earthly fire destroy the golden body, and countless calamities lock the jade soul."

"The Yellow Springs of Hell are churning with turbulent waters, and the little devils of the three evil paths are shouting and snarling."

"The point is to directly address the damage; why look back and seek regret?"

"Let's gather crimson blood to ignite a raging fire, and from afar, I'll question this intention to the heavens."

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