Uneasy daily life

Feng Bin and Hua gave a simple reply, eating their breakfast with an air of nonchalance. They said casually, "You don't need to worry too much about me. Although I'm not as good as my sister in terms of school and work, I haven't caused you any trouble, have I? If Dad wants to quit his job and find another one, why don't you consider working at Mom's company?"

Feng Bin's father: "..."

After eating a piece of fried tofu, Feng Binhua made a surprising statement: "In addition, I plan to move out and live with my sister, and I also want to transfer to my sister's school."

"Huh?" Feng Bin's mother's eyes widened. "What did you say? Moving? Transferring schools? How..."

“I think it’s more important for you to sort out your own problems,” Feng Binhe said with a sneer. “If you ever come to ask me about who I’ll live with after a divorce, I can only say I won’t live with either of you.”

"Ahem! What nonsense are you spouting?!"

Feng Bin's mother couldn't help but cough a few times: "I'm talking about your moving and changing schools. What were you thinking?!"

"I want to move out and live with my sister. To put it more nicely, I want to live with my sister, learn from her excellent qualities, and strive to become the second Mai Sakurajima as soon as possible."

Feng Bin and Hua made up a joke for a while, and then said, "If I were to be honest, it would be that I can't live with you guys—not because I hate you or anything like that, nor because I ran away from home on impulse after arguing with my mother before. This is a decision I made after careful consideration."

"You guys are pretty easy to understand."

Feng Bin and Hua looked at the breakfast on the table and complained, "I felt bad, so I tried to make the breakfast more lavish. It's rare for Dad to stay home and eat with us. What if in a few days, this matter is forgotten? When will Mom start picking on Dad? When will Dad get annoyed and continue the divorce-style marriage?"

Feng Bin's mother frowned, took a deep breath, and said, "Kazuka, perhaps you still blame us..."

“I don’t blame you. It’s because I always rely on you that I feel you’re doing something wrong.”

Feng Bin and Hua took a tissue to wipe their mouths, folded the tissue into a small piece, and looked at their parents with open eyes, trying their best to keep their gaze fixed on them: "I have things I want to do, I like being with my sister, I can take care of myself... I won't use your mistakes as an excuse to be perfunctory in my studies and work."

It seems like it's been a long time since I've simply watched and observed my parents without any strong emotions.

In a daze, I saw my long-gone childhood.

“In the past, I always envied my older sister because Mom would always say how outstanding she was. I argued with you about this more than once or twice.”

Kazuka Toyohama recalled the time when she was Mai Sakurajima: "Later I realized that I wasn't envious of my sister's life, but rather frustrated by my own incompetence. I couldn't fulfill my mother's wishes or receive her praise because I am Kazuka Toyohama, not Mai Sakurajima. I can't do those things."

"Even if I can do something to make you happy, it will only make me feel depressed and miserable."

The person I became under the heavy snow may be excellent, but forcing myself to learn her way will only turn me into a strange person.

"I..." Feng Bin's mother opened her mouth, having thought about many things last night, but in the end, she found herself too tongue-tied to understand her own thoughts, and could only say in a pale voice, "Kazuka, it's because my expectations of you were too high..."

“It’s okay. I won’t get angry or upset about things like this anymore, or argue with you or run away.” Feng Bin and Hua grinned. “This isn’t about throwing a tantrum or expressing dissatisfaction. I can understand how Mom feels—when I used to argue with my sister, I must have felt something similar to Mom… Occasionally, longing and admiration can bring pain, causing dark and ugly feelings to well up in my heart.”

Kazuka Toyohama tossed the neatly folded napkin into the trash can like a basketball, clapped her hands, and said, "Would Mom hate or resent me because I don't meet your expectations?"

"How can it be."

“So I won’t,” Toyohama Kazuka said. “I just don’t want to be fixated on my mother’s praise and scolding… Is this what it feels like to grow up?”

Looking at her daughter, and thinking of her retired father who spent his days walking the dog, Fengbin's mother fell silent... Because she was her daughter, she knew she couldn't do anything; because she was her daughter, she knew she could do everything. It seemed her thoughts were fundamentally not that different from her father's.

“I want to live with my sister because I love her. I want to go to the school she attends because I want to go to the same school as her. I want to become a dazzling star like her, but I want to be with everyone in the team. I have so many things I want to do, and I can't keep going along with, running away from, or fighting against your expectations and disappointments.”

Feng Bin and Hua said confidently, "Mom can discipline me anytime for certain things. I won't argue with you anymore, but I'll definitely talk back!"

Feng Bin's mother asked with a headache, "Transferring schools and moving out, what about you...?"

“Wait, Kazuha…” Toyohama’s father, who had been silent, frowned and said, “I know you’ve admired Mai since you were little, but moving and changing schools is a bit too much, you…”

"Where did I go too far?" Feng Binhehua pouted. "When I ran away from home before, I always lived with my sister. At first, she even tried to persuade me to go home. When I was sad or upset, she was always the one who comforted me. And also, occasionally, she would give me advice on work-related matters..."

Feng Bin's father fell even more silent, his expression frozen like an iceberg. He couldn't help but ask again, "You... you just like Mai, like a friend or a fan, right?"

Feng Bin and Hua were somewhat puzzled: "Otherwise what?"

“You…you…” Feng Bin’s father gritted his teeth, not ignoring the problem and troubles as usual, “You two shouldn’t have a relationship that involves sleeping in the same bed, right?”

Toyohama Kazuka: "???"

Feng Bin's mother was stunned. The scene from last night replayed in her mind, and she managed to piece together a subtle feeling that resembled a family dinner.

"no!"

With a stiff expression, Feng Bin and Hana forced out a reply through gritted teeth: "Why would you think that?!"

"Uh..." Feng Bin's father chuckled awkwardly, "No, I'm just quite surprised. It seems that Hana and Mai have a really good relationship, haha..."

"Yes, yes, it's much better than your relationship with your mother."

Feng Bin and Hua snorted, picked up their schoolbags hanging on the wall, and walked straight to the entrance hall: "Instead of worrying about my affairs, you should take care of your own affairs first. Of course, if you decide to get a divorce, you can come to me. I will speak ill of the other party on behalf of Mom and Dad, but I will refuse to appear in court."

"Hehua, what are you saying!"

Feng Bin's mother shouted in an annoyed tone.

"Oops!"

Feng Bin and Hua peeked out from the entrance hall, stuck out their tongues in a mocking manner, then withdrew their heads back inside, followed by the sound of the door slamming shut.

Feng Bin's parents looked at each other.

When do you start work?

"Tomorrow, maybe..."

……

……

Whew, that scared me to death!

There shouldn't be any problems, right? I didn't say anything wrong, did I? Dad and Mom should have understood, right? It's not a big deal to talk like a jerk, is it?

My heart was pounding, and I unconsciously quickened my pace on the way to school.

Toyohama and Hana had a kind of elation of "Wow! I'm so cool!"

So it's actually fun to preach to people?

No wonder my mother always lectures me with profound truths every now and then.

If I transfer schools, I'll have to wait until next semester. Then I'll be in the same school as my sister and I'll be able to see that jerk more often.

Damn it, if it weren't for school, training, and work, I'd rush to Chiba right now and give that bastard a good kick I didn't manage to get last night!

……

……

"Ah sneeze——!"

The white figure sitting in front of the laptop sneezed.

"Is someone plotting a rebellion?"

The white figure muttered to itself.

Plotting a rebellion? Minister, what subordinates do you have...? Sigh.

Hachiman Hikigaya was just picking up his teacup and blowing on the steam rising from the black tea when he heard this. He was taken aback and immediately submitted a memorial: "Minister, my loyalty is as clear as day and night, and I have no other intentions!"

Bai Ying looked doubtful: "Really? Unless you mimic Yui Hama's voice!"

Hachiman Hikigaya listlessly replied, "Ya, hello."

The sports festival is over, but the minister is still so energetic. He's like Coca-Cola, Coca-Cola...

"No! It's ya-ha-lo!" Yui Yuigahama corrected, "Hachiman's tone is wrong too, it's like a dead salted fish..."

Hachiman Hikigaya retorted, "Then find me a live salted fish?"

"Saltwater fish equals sea fish equals living salted fish." The white figure cleared its throat. "However, your Yuihama name is indeed substandard. Watch me..."

boom.

An empty cup tapped a note above the white figure's head. Yukino Yukinoshita coldly placed the cup on the table and poured herself some black tea: "Shiro-kun, if you're going to create something, at least concentrate, right? One minute you're saying you want to play three-player poker without Yui, the next you're yelling that this is a fake world where you can wake up just by sticking your finger into an electrical outlet, and then you run off to the Classics Club for snacks..."

"Is this blank space on the screen Bai Jun's thoughts?"

After Yukino Yukinoshita finished her comments and poured the black tea, she noticed that Shiro was covering her ears and looking at her with a puzzled expression.

"What did you say, hero? I didn't hear you."

Yukino Yukinoshita gave a gentle, faint smile: "Shirakami's manuscript was rejected?"

“No, I don’t have a manuscript at all,” Bai Ying asked. “Have you seen my manuscript? If you have, please return it to me.”

Yukino Yukinoshita returned to her seat with the teapot and asked with interest, "Haku-kun, are you having writer's block again? If you make a request, I can show you the manuscript and offer some suggestions, adhering to the principle of helping everyone."

"Hero, do you think I would give you the chance to point fingers at me?"

The white figure chuckled and continued meditating in front of the blank screen.

Everyone silently savored their black tea, still faintly sensing the last vestiges of summer.

"Ah, is the end of literature just lust?"

The white figure suddenly sighed.

"puff--!"

"puff--!"

"puff--!"

Chapter Sixty-Five: I Want to Become a Light Novel Master!

A blizzard swept through the activity room.

"I had very low expectations for dealing with non-human bacteria, but the white fungus has repeatedly managed to push the limits, which has really opened my eyes. So, it seems that all I need to do is prepare laboratory nutrient solution for the white fungus, right? No, I should use the yellow waste from the laboratory, which is perfect for the white fungus's taste! Compared to that, black tea is far too extravagant; it's a complete waste of food!"

"Because you can't break through, you take the wrong shortcut. Is Baijun's creative concept so shallow that it can be exposed so easily? Getting discouraged and reckless at the slightest setback shows that your art has only reached this point. Let's go back to what you said about yourself. Your idea is truly criminal!"

"I don't know what the end of literature is, but the end of white fungus is definitely prison!"

From personal attacks to pointing fingers, interspersed with venomous tongues.

Yukino Yukinoshita, holding a handkerchief, buried her head in wiping the tea on the conference table. A cold smile appeared on her lips, making the air, still carrying the afterglow of summer, feel chilly. Yui Yuigahama and Hachiman Hikigaya, who couldn't help but spit out their tea, couldn't find a chance to complain or interrupt.

She took out a few napkins and wiped away the remaining tea. Yukino Yukinoshita didn't hear a response, so she frowned and looked up with some puzzlement. She saw the white figure obediently (?) turning the chair around and sitting upright with her knees bent.

“Private Marseille with red bean paste!”

Bai Ying bowed deeply with a respectful attitude, apologized loudly and forcefully, and even managed to squeeze out a few sobs.

Hikigaya Hachiman: "..."

Isn't this just provoking Yukinoshita?

Yuigahama Yui: "..."

Xiaobai and Xiaoxue are proficient in Aikido, right?

"#!"

You could almost see the angry symbol from the manga appearing above Yukino Yukinoshita's head as she glared at him and said irritably, "Who told you to sit up straight?!"

Bai Ying immediately got off the chair, turned it around, sat down, and even shifted her bottom comfortably: "Indeed, this chair is a bit hard."

Snow choked on the snow.

"In short, let's put aside our prejudices for now." The white figure seized an opportunity and said with a deep expression, "Instead of immediately pointing fingers at whatever you see, shouldn't you, as heroes of higher animals, first try to understand the logic behind it?"

"Would you like to see the evidence against Shirai-kun?" Yukino Yukinoshita tossed the crumpled paper into the trash can and said quietly, "Well, it's good. After all, modern law demands fairness and transparency. Knowing the facts will help with Shirai-kun's trial. Although, from a personal point of view, I think he could be arrested on the spot..."

“Yes, Your Honor, please allow me to explain.”

Bai Ying looked on with reminiscence and said slowly, "It was also a summer. Because I impersonated the commander and gave orders, I made Bai Yinghua clean the toilets twice..."

Yui Yuigahama asked in surprise, "Why twice?"

"I first impersonated the group leader and had Bai Yinghua sweep it once. After the incident, the group leader had Bai Yinghua sweep it again." Bai Ying tapped the table and said with dissatisfaction, "Deadly Chef, listen carefully and don't get distracted."

Yukino Yukinoshita squinted and said, "Didn't that captain punish Shirai-kun?"

"Before being punished by the troupe leader, I had already punished myself with a bucket of water," Bai Ying said matter-of-factly. "Before the incident, I was demonstrating to the audience on stage how to clean a toilet..."

Hachiman Hikigaya remarked, "It's hard to imagine that this is called self-punishment."

Upon hearing this, Bai Ying leaned back, took a deep breath, held it, and began frantically fiddling with the notebook. Suddenly, he stopped, his eyes fixed on a certain spot, his hands trembling as he couldn't reach it. Finally, he forcefully turned his head to the side, exhaled sharply, then inhaled deeply, tilting his head and reaching out with a ferocious expression...

"understand?"

Bai Ying put away her acting skills and asked kindly.

Hachiman Hikigaya forcefully suppressed the corners of his mouth: "I understand, I understand."