Uneasy daily life

Yukino Yukinoshita: "Shiro-kun, I'm talking to you..."

"Yukinoshita, move aside!" For some reason, Miura Yumiko's attitude was slightly better.

“I have no objection to your arrest operation,” Yukino Yukinoshita said calmly, “provided that Haku is willing to surrender, or that you can bring him to justice.”

Miura Yumiko was speechless. "I think you two are in cahoots..."

"Huh? Hayama?"

A white figure suddenly peeked out from behind Yukino Yukinoshita, looking outside with a strange smile, raising its hand as if to call out, its eyes full of mischievous intent to "watch the show."

"—You just wait!"

Miura Yumiko casually grabbed Yuigahama Yui's hand and dashed into the school gate.

"Xiaoxue——"

Yui Yuigahama seemed to want to say something, but was then dragged away by Yumiko Miura at an even faster pace.

"what……"

Yukino Yukinoshita sighed softly: "You're so easily frightened by just one sentence. Besides, we'll be in the same classroom later. Do you think you can run away?"

"You don't understand." Bai Ying waved her hand and strolled into the school. "Seeing a teacher in class, seeing a teacher after class, and bumping into a teacher outside—the feelings in these three situations are all different. It's like eating: eating while lying down, eating while sitting, and eating in the toilet..."

"Hey, student! Your desk and chair!"

The head of the teaching department, who was disguised as a gatekeeper, shouted.

"okay!"

Bai Ying immediately turned around and sabotaged Sakurajima Mai's autograph session, which was about to turn into a signing event. He carried a table and a chair and ran into the school.

……

……

I arrived at school a little later than usual.

After parking his bicycle, Hachiman Hikigaya glanced somewhat strangely at Hayato Hayama, who had also parked his bicycle on the other side.

Hmm, it must be a coincidence.

There's absolutely no way I could be in sync with the mindset of those who are "normative"!

In short, let's just get through the first day of school peacefully. Even the department head will probably be exhausted after having a blast during the summer vacation... right?

Do you know Chapter Three?

For most students, the feeling of the first day of school is a mix of wonderful and seemingly ominous.

The wonderful thing is that I don't have to stay at home anymore and be complained about by my parents every now and then. Going back to school means being with my peers, and everyone is so interesting to talk to. School is simply the most fun place.

The really bad thing is—it's time to hand in homework, there's an exam coming up, have you prepared? The teacher stands on the podium with a stern face and says things like, 'It's time to get back into the swing of things'...

Sometimes I feel bored at home and miss school, sometimes I feel bored at school and want a vacation. Even though I am just a teenager, I still embody the consistent contradictory nature of humankind.

Could Bai Ying's keen observation of her classmates be used as creative material?

When the class monitor began collecting summer homework with an iron fist, Zongwu High School, being a key high school for college entrance exams, didn't have as many backstabbing schemes and plots. Even the most procrastinating students still had the courage to carry out the miracle night.

A lamp, a brush, a person, a miracle.

Bai Ying felt a little regretful that she hadn't been able to hear those classic reasons and strategies.

I forgot my homework, it fell into the water after I finished it, my cat or dog tore it up, I was doing my homework while using the toilet and accidentally used it up... The point is that although my reasons are ridiculous and you know there's something wrong with them, there's no way to prove it, it's all gone, you can't convict me, it's all a wonderful accident.

This tactic has been used throughout history and across cultures.

This year's students are hopeless; they don't even know the strategy of burning the granary with fire.

"It's really disappointing. I thought there would be a grand drama unfolding around the issue of collecting homework, but it ended so uneventfully."

During the break, Bai Ying complained to Angelina regretfully, "This won't do!"

"What else do you want?"

Angelina hummed happily. Despite being subjected to all sorts of beatings, oppression, and brain-stem compression by Yukinoshita, she had at least finished her homework. Happy, happy!

"Of course it is..."

The white figure crossed her arms, rested her chin on them, and recited her lines in a deep voice.

……

The room was dimly lit, with only a few rays of light filtering through the edges of the drawn curtains, barely revealing the outlines of the figures within.

A low, sinister plot emerged from his parted lips.

'Give me.'

This is your problem; you should handle it yourself.

There's nothing more we can do.

Don't drag me down with you.

'Aren't we friends?'

'That was true before today.'

'Here, take this.'

Who's finished?

'Don't pass it on! Don't pass it on! This is wrong! This is a trap!'

[Undercurrents beneath the surface, the trade of power]

Scenes of interaction spun and flashed by like a storm, sometimes involving two people, sometimes three, and sometimes just one.

The voices intertwine, sometimes low and sometimes excited, and the characters appearing in different scenes seem to be having a chaotic conversation across time and space.

'Due to unforeseen circumstances, the assignment cannot be physically reproduced, and I am very saddened by this.'

'You're lying.'

I wasn't lying.

'Isn't this a bit too much of a coincidence?'

Everything that has happened was a coincidence.

'Whoever benefits is the murderer!'

'Then we all are.'

Don't treat others like fools.

'The smartest people are the ones who seem most like fools.'

[A False Truth, A Tangle of Relationships]

Scenes are rapidly switched in a montage style, accompanied by dialogue.

The person standing in the light, with their back to it, casts a long, narrow shadow.

Deep in darkness, the silhouette of the person sitting in the chair is illuminated by the light.

A powerful and resounding declaration.

Earnest and heartfelt advice.

A detached, smiling narration.

A sudden, unexpected identification.

Make sure to collect all the homework!

"This is a matter of great importance; we must not act rashly."

"Stop now, we can't investigate any further."

'He just made a mistake…'

'You're very smart, half smart at that.'

'They will protect me, in order to protect themselves.'

"You two have a grudge; you can't be on the same side."

'Interest can conquer love, and it can conquer hate; it is invincible.'

'You're going too far.'

'Class monitor! If this continues, all the classmates will become enemies!'

Does that include you?

'...'

Determination, justice, conspiracy, betrayal, loyalty, black and white, gray...

Male voices, female voices, old people, children, all kinds of human voices, joys and sorrows, anger and happiness, love and hate, passion and enmity, the tones of the seven emotions and six desires.

"The weight of overlapping truth and lies, the hymn of intertwined love, hate and conspiracy—who is lying? Who is pretending? Who is the traitor?"

"The highly anticipated TV drama 'Homework Collection' is about to premiere across the entire universe! It will be broadcast on Chiba Sobu High TV at 8 PM sharp. Welcome to watch!"

Bai Ying is enthusiastically using top-notch voice acting to create a TV series filled with conflict, with no script yet, no cast, and desperately needing funding.

Angelina raised her hand to cover her face, trying to bury her head in the sand and pretend she didn't recognize the person.

The surrounding classmates were used to it, which was strange in itself.

"Bai, your story is a bit ahead of its time."

The class monitor sorted out the homework for each subject and said, rather speechlessly, "With that kind of spy-like energy, why don't you just finish your homework properly?"

Bai Ying propped her chin on her hand and said, "Huh? In that case, wouldn't it be a very boring story?"

"It's because Bai's life is so dramatic."

The class monitor packed up the homework and, together with the class committee members, delivered it to the office.

"Sir!" Angelina removed her small hands from her face, looking alert. "You're not planning to perform this at the cultural festival, are you?"

"Cultural Festival?"

Bai Ying pondered for a moment and said, "Does a top-tier high school like ours also have a cultural festival?"

“Of course there is, and there’s also the sports festival.” Angelina leaned back in her chair, resting her chin on her hand, and sighed. “Hasn’t the commander been paying attention to the school forum lately? The schedules for various events have been adjusted this year. Both the cultural festival and the sports festival will be held in the second semester. It seems like they’re planning to hold them all at once when the weather is nice…”

Bai Ying stroked her chin and pondered, "That sounds quite interesting."

"It must be pretty boring, right?"

Angelina said regretfully, "After all, it's a top-tier high school. The activities they'll probably prepare will mostly be scientific research projects or specimen exhibitions. The sports festival will be more lively, right? There should be soccer matches, since the school's soccer team is quite strong..."

"Due to the third-year students' preparation for exams and the tight schedule, the cultural festival and sports festival will be postponed this year. Please ask all teachers to work on the students' mindset and encourage them to focus on their studies."

Bai Ying spoke in a calm and measured tone.

"Ugh!" Angelina said irritably, "White Shadow, stop making such weird jokes! What if you actually cancel the event?"

Bai Ying gestured: "Have you seen the movie 'Them'? I adapted the script."

“Yes.”

"The main conflict is that the school is planning to cancel the cultural festival, which has caused great dissatisfaction among the students, leading to protests..." Bai Ying asked, "Don't you think this is much more interesting than the cultural festival? A vivid and engaging social practice activity."

"Forehead……"

Angelina asked suspiciously, "You wouldn't have done something like that before, would you?"

"You mean the elementary school getting new air conditioners?" Bai Ying waved her hand and said, "That doesn't even count as a protest..."

A bunch of elementary school kids, talking about a parade or something, it's more like a game...

Bai Ying recalled, "At most, we encouraged everyone to pretend to have heatstroke, and pushed the school and parents to pool some money to replace the broken fans with air conditioners."

Angelina: "?"

"Thanks to the old boss's rich experience, the air conditioner replacement went smoothly. It was at most a negotiation, not a protest."

"Old classmate?"