Uneasy daily life

A murderous glint appeared on the dean's face.

“…Ahem.” Hiratsuka Shizuka put the cigarette back in her hand. “Mr. Yukinoshita, would you like to see the Executive Committee’s work? The Sports Festival wouldn’t be possible without the hard work of these outstanding students. They should be in the meeting room finalizing their schedule right now.”

"Okay! Please lead the way."

The three of them walked down the school's slope. On the side of the teaching building, Mai Sakurajima (Wahana) withdrew her scrutinizing gaze.

Isn't that Yukinoshita's father? Why isn't the sports festival held together for the whole grade, but separately? I can't participate with my sister. The sports festival is only for the second-year students now, and it doesn't feel very exciting anymore…

That bastard's probably up to something, right? He really did go out to pick up a package that day, looking all mysterious.

"Ah sneeze——!"

Inside the activity room, the male cheerleading team is making their final preparations.

Hachiman Hikigaya leaned back deftly, dodging a barrage of bacteria: "Minister, is your wig a counterfeit?"

"If a wig isn't fake, then it can't be called a wig."

Bai Ying rubbed her nose and continued to fiddle with the long black hair hood in front of her: "Someone must have been stabbing me with voodoo dolls, that's why I sneezed. It's not because of the hood's quality. This is a costume prop that the prop master got from Bai Yinghua."

"Didn't the prop master make it himself?"

"That's called specialization..."

Bai Ying pulled the wig off and put it on. His long, straight black hair, smooth and reflecting a faint light, showed no trace of a wig. He raised a hand to smooth his sideburns, his expression slightly restrained. His aloof indifference was like a blizzard hitting his face. He raised his eyebrows slightly, and his eyes reflected the sunlight, becoming exceptionally bright. He pursed his lips and spoke in a clear, slightly hoarse voice: "Just like Hachiman mushrooms are good at growing in dark corners."

"Wow……"

Angelina ate a cookie in surprise: "Wow, Yukinoshita-kun!"

"Hmm—that cold yet powerful gaze..." Yoshiteru Zaimokuza murmured with a hint of unease, "It really does resemble Yukinoshita-kun."

"After all, he's a minister, so it's normal for him to portray the feeling of Yukinoshita."

Hachiman Hikigaya was relieved that it wasn't Komachi impersonating him and then using Komachi's name to infiltrate the White Team and cause trouble... Hmm? Why would I think such a strange thing? It's definitely the captain's fault!

"There's nothing wrong with his demeanor, temperament, and voice... it's just that the difference in physique is too obvious."

Houtarou Oreki casually commented, his gaze drifting into the distance. He used the men's cheerleading incident as an excuse to escape the meeting room for a moment and enjoy some peace and quiet... He would definitely have to go back to help Chitanda later, but he would relax for a while before that.

A sports festival where sweat, youth, passion, and energy are poured out—it doesn't suit me at all.

"This is indeed quite troublesome."

Bai Ying imagined it for a moment, then raised her hand to gesture: "To be like a hero, I'd have to saw off my legs and compress them... tsk!"

Enraged, she immediately summoned the Assassin Queen. The white-clad figure pointed at the air and said, "Look at Bai Yinghua, and look at you. What use are you?"

Assassin Queen: "..."

Seeing this, Yoshiteru Zaimoto's eyes lit up: "Oh? Could it be that Shiro-kun also has a hidden power?"

"Of course! How could a mere difference in physique possibly hinder my plan?"

The white-clad figure turned around abruptly, adjusted his posture, and asked with his back to the crowd, "Look at my back, how much does it resemble the hero?"

"At first glance, they look very similar, but upon closer inspection, they don't resemble each other at all," Hachiman Hikigaya remarked.

“Yeah, right,” Angelina chimed in casually. “The long, white figure is still wearing a boy’s school uniform. She doesn’t look like Yukinoshita at all, does she?”

Bai Ying sighed, "I did want to ask Yukino to try on her school uniform, but Haruno threatened to kill herself, so I couldn't..."

Where is the logic in this statement?

Angelina retorted, "When you say you're threatening to kill yourself, do you mean Yukinoshita is planning to kill you?"

"Very good! You understood the meaning even though it was too long to read aloud, so you've passed!"

"?"

Angelina realized what was happening and quickly waved her hands, saying, "No, no, no, I'm far from good enough, umm, completely unqualified..."

"Anyway, we'll be wearing our gym uniforms later, so I can borrow your school uniform." Bai Ying turned around and straightened her clothes. "Although my face doesn't look like mine, my back view should be enough to inspire the football team."

"Why don't we just change into gym clothes?!" Angelina complained. "My school uniform will definitely tear!"

Bai Ying exclaimed in surprise, "Huh? Your school uniform hasn't been stretched to a pulp yet?"

Angelina: "..."

"Oh, you've already changed to your school uniform."

"Oh dear! I don't know anything!!"

Angelina clutched her head. She had fooled herself and the scale, but she couldn't fool her clothes.

But it's okay! After sweating it out at the sports festival, your wardrobe will come back to you!

Among the group of people with red headbands, Hachiman Hikigaya, the only one with a white headband, had to speak up to attract the white figure's attention: "Captain, I'm here to inform you to go to the meeting room. Yukinoshita has been waiting for you for a while..."

"Okay, let's go."

……

……

I wonder how the little goddess is doing. She's already become the executive committee chairperson; is she able to get along well with her classmates? If she's having any difficulties, I'll offer my advice…

While dealing with the head of student affairs, Yukinoshita's father was lost in thought as he walked down the corridor. The students chatting and laughing in twos and threes created a unique atmosphere, bringing back fragmented memories and making him feel much younger.

Huh? The one in front walking with the number two traitor—oh no, now the number one traitor—has a straight back, long black hair, and is wearing a gym uniform…

Yukinoshita's father's eyes lit up, and he quickly walked over. Although he felt something was amiss, he still wanted to give his little goddess a surprise!

He reached out and gently patted the other person's shoulder, his face already radiating a warm smile.

written request for leave

I'm stuck, I feel like I can't write anything more. I'm taking the day off and going to bed early...

I feel like I've fallen into a really lethargic state lately. It's like I'm just going to spend the day doing whatever I want, and I'm just half-heartedly doing things. I sit in front of the computer, open my little black room, play on 4399 for a while, and I don't even want to type. It feels like my brain is hibernating.

I glanced at my writing log in the dark room and found that my highest daily word count was 28,000... I suddenly wondered what kind of creature I was on that day. I looked up at the sky.

Chapter Thirty-Six: The Snowy Paradox

"Minister, aren't you hot wearing such a long wig in the middle of summer?"

"Those who wish to accomplish great things must be prepared to endure suffering."

"It seems no one is paying attention to the minister wearing a wig..."

"That's a bad word."

Bai Ying tried to adjust her facial features and expression: "With my acting skills, how could I not accurately capture the temperament and demeanor of a mere hero?"

“The gap is too big,” Hachiman Hikigaya honestly complained. “No matter how well the minister acts in spirit, the physical gap is simply insurmountable.”

Beneath the athletic shorts, her calves showed well-defined muscle lines; her shoulders weren't exactly slender; her gaze and demeanor were certainly on point, very much like Yukinoshita's; but some things are simply insurmountable…

“Hachiman.” The white figure spoke indifferently, in the voice of someone who was not present, “I know I look cute, and I don’t need you to emphasize that. I would rather you understand what it means to be human, even though that is a cross-species matter for Hikigaya.”

"Minister, what I meant by the physical divide was something else entirely. Don't twist it into that meaning for no reason..."

Hachiman Hikigaya paused slightly, seemingly sharing the same thought? Fortunately, the captain didn't attack in his Komachi form, otherwise Hachiman's sister complex would have been severely damaged.

"How strange," Angelina muttered, unable to bear looking at it. "You should just give up. Even with a long, straight black wig, it just looks so out of place..."

"shallow."

Bai Ying's lips curled slightly, her expression still exuding a cool and aloof air. She said, "A person's appearance doesn't mean anything. What matters is their inner qualities. Doesn't Anxinyuan, who has gained quite a bit of weight, understand this?"

"Gulp...cough cough!" Angelina coughed lightly. "Hmm, inner qualities are more important..."

Bai Ying nodded and smiled, "That's right. Compared to the tightness of clothes, the wailing of the scale, and the increase in size, being greedy and good at self-consolation is the true nature of Anxinyuan students."

Angelina: [○?｀Д′? ○]!

"This is just a temporary fluctuation!" Angelina argued, then muttered to herself, "I used to be the type who could eat anything and never gain weight..."

"There's no such thing as a body that can't gain weight. There's only the excuse that you can eat more without getting fat." Bai Ying said mercilessly. "Anxinyuan, you weren't fat before, maybe because you exercised or didn't eat much. It has nothing to do with a body that can't gain weight. The proof is that you've gotten fat now."

Angelina: "Gulp..."

It's obvious...

Bai Ying calmly warned, "If you keep clinging to me because I can eat anything and not gain weight, sooner or later it will become an uncontrollable problem."

Angelina: "Gah..."

Tsk tsk tsk, the minister really gets into character. This kind of direct, sharp-tongued attack and admonishment is quite infuriating and makes one feel guilty. It's really very Yukinoshita...

“We’ve already sampled enough,” Hachiman Hikigaya said, changing the subject. “How about the captain tries playing someone else? There are quite a few girls with long, straight black hair at school, aren’t there?”

Houtarou Oreki, who was keeping his presence to himself: "..."

“Chitanda’s eyes are a bit bigger, and her catchphrases and expressions are easy to imitate, but imitating her eyes is a bit challenging. Sakurajima-senpai is much easier to imitate, but she lacks some impactful features, making it difficult to immediately give people the impression of ‘who this is’…” Bai Ying said after commenting on everyone. “She would be more convincing as a hero.”

"I've already said there's a huge difference, they don't look alike at all, who would mistake the minister for Yukinoshita?"

Hachiman Hikigaya shook his head. If someone were to mistake him, they would have to be incredibly blind...

"Yukino."

As a calm yet slightly excited greeting rang out, a hand patted Bai Ying's shoulder from behind.

The white figure paused, but did not turn around.

Hachiman Hikigaya turned his head in astonishment. Yukinoshita's father?!

Uh, ah... maybe I forgot to wear my glasses.

Ok?

Yukinoshita's father vaguely sensed something was wrong. What was wrong with his little goddess...?

"What are you doing here?" The cold voice carried a hint of disdain, and the man didn't turn his head. "It's a workday today, and your father dropped out of his job to come to the school..."

Huh? Why is the little goddess acting a bit awkward? Oh right, she's still young after all, and this is the first time she's met me at school. She probably doesn't know how to get along with me.

Yukinoshita's father found an excuse for himself: it couldn't possibly be that he had done anything to upset the little goddess!

Temporarily setting aside the slight sense of awkwardness, Yukinoshita's father quickly considered how to respond.

"I come to school to work..."

A gentle yet firm voice, seemingly soft but actually deadly, came through: "Neglecting your duties, not knowing the seriousness of the matter. I was just trying to save face for you in public..."

Ouch! The goddess's angry tone precedes—wait!

Yukinoshita's father instinctively shuddered, staring blankly at the back of the head in front of him. As the truth slowly became clear, his eyes widened, and his expression twisted slightly. He immediately raised his hand in a gesture that seemed friendly but was actually a direct chokehold, grabbing the white figure in front of him.

"Hahaha! It's you, bro! How's your studies going? How are your grades? How's work going? When... I mean, when are you coming to visit me again?"

While offering a warm greeting to his elders, Yukinoshita's father increased the pressure of his chokehold.

"My studies are going smoothly, my grades are among the best, and my work is thriving. I'd better not visit, though, because cats are allergic to me."

While answering clearly and logically, Bai Ying struggled with a mixture of reluctance and attraction: "Brother, calm down, or else..."

Yukinoshita's father forced a benevolent smile as he tightened his grip on her arm: "Or what?"

We should calm down. For example, it would be very convenient to drag the traitor into the toilet and execute him! We could just write "great disrespect" as the charge!

“Otherwise, if I utter a single word about indecent assault, you’ll be on the front page. Of course, how could I, your little brother, possibly kill my elder brother?” Bai Ying looked ahead. “Whether others would do the same, I don’t know.”

Yukinoshita's father followed the white figure's gaze.

Standing at the front of the corridor was Yukino Yukinoshita. She watched the two people exchanging their opinions passionately, then turned and walked away without saying a word.

"Big brother, you've been rejected."

"It's obvious that you're the one being rejected."

“Okay, I’m the one being disliked, you’re the one being hated—” Shirai cleared her throat, adopting Yukino Yukino’s energetic voice, “Oh, isn’t this our very busy father? Even in the midst of his busy schedule, he still finds time to watch Yukino-chan’s sports festival. Fatherly love is truly touching…”

Those who disrupt my resolve, you traitors, shall die!

……

……

"Sister, could you please help me check if the report cards are ready?"