Uneasy daily life

"Ah."

Yukino Yukinoshita said helplessly, "Teacher, you never knock when you open the door. Why are you being so hesitant this time when you want to talk to me?"

"It's probably saying—if someone asks you to run for executive committee chairperson, would you accept the request or not?" Bai Ying volunteered. "Teacher, you can ask me! The Aid Department can definitely handle requests that the Service Department can't!"

“I’m not that keen on running for executive committee chairperson,” Yukino Yukinoshita said thoughtfully. “If someone wants to appoint me as executive committee chairperson, I can consider my offer last.”

"That makes it easy!"

Hiratsuka Shizuki smiled broadly: "Then my request is to persuade Miura Yumiko to entrust you with her campaign for executive committee chairperson."

Wait a minute, Miura? And why does this request sound so strange?

Yukino Yukinoshita had an ellipsis above her head, while Yui Yuigahama was full of question marks: "Huh? Yumiko is already thinking about the school festival?"

"It sounds like a series of outsourced tasks."

Bai Ying glanced at Sakurajima Mai, who sipped her tea and shrugged at him with a slight upturn of her eyes.

Hikigaya Hachiman seemed to be deep in thought, then straightened his attitude to watch the show.

"In short, I'm leaving this task to you."

Hiratsuka Shizuka waved her hand and strolled away from the activity room.

Yukino Yukinoshita had a subtle expression, vaguely feeling that she might have stepped into a pit.

“That’s a bit unexpected.” Mai Sakurajima put down her cup and smiled. “I thought Yukinoshita would prioritize her own wishes.”

“I will accept the commission, complete the commission, and make Shiro my vice-captain next year. That is my own wish,” Yukino Yukinoshita replied calmly. “Although I feel that the sports festival was not good enough, I am not so resentful as to hold a grudge.”

"Huh? Really?" Yui Yuigahama asked curiously, "Koyuki was really good at the sports festival, right? All her classmates praised her."

“Indeed.” The white figure paused briefly, her tone exaggerated and cheerful, as if she were chatting and laughing with someone she couldn’t see. “I’ve never heard of Yukino looking down on people like that. She has a pretty smile and can even tell jokes!”

"I have no interest in how people who are self-absorbed and self-disliked, self-absorbed and self-absorbed, and who are completely enveloped by the atmosphere evaluate me."

Yukino Yukinoshita coughed lightly, changing the subject: "What do you think of the teacher's request, Shiro-kun? Didn't you keep saying you wanted to be the executive committee chairperson?"

"Trade secret, no comment."

Bai Ying raised her hand in a cross shape, sat down in her seat, and began typing on her laptop: "Inspiration struck! I'm going to write an excellent light novel, submit it to my former editor, and embark on the path to becoming a master of light novels! Why write light novels? The mountain is in your heart; either climb it or look up at it!"

"Minister, your writing style is completely unsuitable for light novels..." Hachiman Hikigaya couldn't contain his readers' desire to point fingers. "Light novels, as the name suggests, should be light and enjoyable novels. Minister, your writing style is like writing an essay..."

Not to mention the deadly, explosive ending!

"Oh, my dear subordinate, what nonsense are you spouting? I really want to stick a scallion in your nostril and inject some super-intelligent genes into it!" Bai Ying returned a strange look. "I can't possibly make up a story of several thousand words on the spot just to prove my skills as a light novel master, can I? I have the ability to make it up, but do you have the ability to shorthand it? I can only shorten the structure, highlight the key points, and complete a plot in the shortest possible length."

Hachiman Hikigaya, however, showed some interest: "So, what genre is the captain planning to write about? Another world?"

“That’s right, an isekai adventure.” Bai Ying typed on the keyboard and replied casually, “The law can’t handle the erotic issues in isekai, and it’s also reasonable to give characters special organs such as cat ears, tails, and dragon horns, which greatly increases the operability… I’m currently brainstorming something with highlights that can attract readers’ love and goodwill, and make them more immersed in the story.”

Hachiman Hikigaya shook his head slightly: "This sounds difficult..."

Before the morning sunlight awakened my eyes, a faint call had already hooked my ears, "Brother, it's time to get up~" A gentle and kind voice surrounded me, and I couldn't help but fall into a cotton candy-like dream, floating, floating in a lazy, half-awake state, until a whirlwind of sensation landed on my stomach. I let out a long breath, opened my eyes, and met my sister's condescending gaze, "You lazybones! Sleeping in late will shorten your life!" I woke up from my dream and, as usual, gave a perfunctory reply, "Yes, yes, you little lazybones..."

As Bai Ying typed on the keyboard, she casually described, "What do you think of this younger sister type character, General?"

Hachiman Hikigaya: "...Hmm, the mutual dislike and warmth between siblings are portrayed fairly well."

Bai Ying's eyes flashed: "In the setting, they are not related by blood."

Hachiman Hikigaya: "Please, I must read the minister's masterpiece!"

"Rotten... Komachi is emitting a rotten smell!" Yui Yuigahama raised her hand to her forehead. "Komachi knows..."

"My little sister is the cutest, but Komachi is even cuter!"

Hachiman Hikigaya never hides his sister complex.

"So here's the question," Mai Sakurajima interjected with interest, "what kind of ending does the hater envision?"

"Dusk engulfed the blood-stained battlefield. I had no time to grieve for my fallen comrades. I was relieved and prepared to wake my sister. I tried to call out gently and kindly, 'Sister, it's time to get up~' She was fast asleep. I called out softly, with a hint of scolding, 'Lazybones! Sleeping in will shorten your life!' She woke up from her dream and replied impatiently as usual, 'Yes, yes, you big lazybones…'"

Bai Ying clenched her fist and exclaimed with delight, "It's a perfect match! The farewell between brother and sister should be a return to an everyday life that can never be relived, and the most precious everyday life is precisely that which can never be relived! Perfect!"

Hachiman Hikigaya remained expressionless, continuing to look down at the light novel in his hands, but he couldn't concentrate on reading a single word.

"To use a subordinate's example, it's like this: one day the younger sister will get married, the family will separate, and they can never go back to this moment. Yes, that's the tragedy of siblings—"

Bai Ying lowered her voice, murmuring as if in a dream, "From now on, I will be forced to familiarize myself with a strange life."

"Awoooooo—! Stop! No need to say anything more! I've fully grasped the captain's mastery of light novels!"

Hachiman Hikigaya's face contorted in pain! It was already hurting! Don't bring up things that will happen decades from now in front of others!

In the activity room, the struggle of a certain sister-complex member gradually weakened, probably because the memory was being sealed.

"So, is there anything else, Sakurajima-senpai?"

Yukino under the snow exudes an atmosphere of "Go out and do as you please, guest."

"I have to go to the film set later, so I'll rest here for a bit until then..."

Mai Sakurajima replied with a smile, when suddenly there was a knock on the door.

First, we can rule out the possibility that it is Hiratsuka Shizuka.

"Please come in."

……

……

Department of Classical Literature.

"Ugh……"

Angelina munched on a cookie, read a light novel on her phone, and casually clicked on a few books she was following.

Houtarou Oreki was reading a collection of poems, but he felt uneasy, as if there was a faint sense of danger looming over his head.

The reason, of course, was Chitanda Eru, who was lost in thought when she suddenly sighed.

To be honest, in some ways Chitanda is quite similar to her Uncle Shiro; the moment a thought pops into her head, her body begins to act.

To avoid fatigue later, we need to do something now.

Houtarou Oreki coughed lightly and casually started a conversation: "What is Anshin-in looking at?"

“A light novel.” Angelina’s eyes were still glued to the screen as she casually grabbed a cookie and popped it into her mouth, mumbling, “It’s a novel about food in another world. The author seems to have been a chef… Hmm, this dessert looks amazing… Slurp.”

Houtarou Oreki said meaningfully, "On the contrary, it would be difficult for someone who has been a chef to write about food."

Angelina asked curiously, "Huh? Why?"

"Well……"

Chitanda Eru rested her chin on her hands, seemingly oblivious to their conversation.

Houtarou Oreki felt even more threatened, and this kind of question couldn't get Chitanda's attention.

"If you ask a chef to describe food in words, they will only write something like a recipe. It is difficult for readers to feel the hunger through words. For example, the feeling of 'This is a very tender salty fried fish' versus 'Crushing the fish meat on the tip of the tongue, the salty and savory flavor flows on the taste buds'."

"Oh...it does taste more appetizing at the back."

Angelina couldn't resist touching another cookie.

Houtarou Oreki asked, "Do you usually enjoy reading lighthearted and relaxing novels like this?"

"I used to really enjoy reading isekai adventure stories, the kind with magic, heroes, swordsmanship, and demon kings..."

Angelina recalled for a moment and sighed, "But after reading an isekai adventure novel, I always felt that similar novels were not quite right, and without realizing it, I started to like reading all kinds of light-hearted slice-of-life stories—it's such a pity that Mr. Wuxin didn't write any more light novels after that."

Houtarou Oreki didn't know much about light novels, but he had a feeling that something bad was going to happen to him today...

"Gumumu..."

Chitanda Eru seemed to be thinking about something troubling her, and unconsciously uttered a series of sounds.

Angelina couldn't help but turn to her.

Wait! Don't ask! Don't ask!

Houtarou Oreki silently shouted twice in his heart, knowing it was futile, but he took it as a sign that he had tried his best.

"Chitanda, what are you thinking about? You look so serious."

Chitanda Eru snapped out of her reverie and declared with great confidence, "I'm thinking about how to do that kind of leadership job well, like Yukinoshita-san, and become an excellent executive chairperson!"

"Oh, why don't you just ask them? Isn't Yukinoshita and Shirokage's club about helping others? They're upstairs."

Houtarou Oreki precisely guided Eru Chitanda's thinking in the wrong direction.

"That's right! Let's go and make the request!"

Chitanda Eru caught Oreki Houtarou precisely and ran upstairs.

"Hiccup~"

Angelina burped, grabbed a few more cookies, and then followed after him.

Burping only occurs when you're half full. Burping means you're not full, which means you're hungry, and when you're hungry, you should eat.

The argument is valid!

Chapter Sixty-Eight: Rebellion Too Long to Read

"My niece Eru also wants to get involved in the cultural festival? That's a very ambitious and responsible idea. I'm sure you'll learn a lot from hosting and organizing a large-scale event. I support you, but there are quite a few competitors this time. There are brave ones eyeing us, and Miura is not to be outdone. There are probably some hidden contenders in the shadows."

Bai Ying paused her creative work, calmly considering the situation: "But it doesn't matter, as long as we find a way to get rid of them..."

"Why doesn't Bai Jun mention officialdom fanaticism anymore?"

Yukino Yukinoshita glanced at the white figure with a faint look, and said thoughtfully, "I'm sorry, I'm afraid I can't accept this request..."

"Are you also preparing to run for the school festival, Yukinoshita-san?" Chitanda Eru paused for a moment, then said excitedly, "If it's Yukinoshita-san, then the school festival will definitely be even better! Can I be your assistant?"

Yukino Yukinoshita was a little confused: "Huh? Assistant? Aren't you..."

"Because Yukinoshita is even more amazing, incredibly amazing!"

Chitanda Eru unconsciously braced her hands on the table, leaned forward, and said with longing in her bright eyes, "It's not just me who thinks this way, everyone thinks this way!"

"Chitanda-san, please calm down." Yukino Yukinoshita smoothed her hair and said helplessly, "Even if you praise me, I can't agree to the request..."

"Um—I mean..."

Chitanda Eru murmured a few times, trying to sort out her logic.

"The sports festival was a great success. Not only did it go smoothly, but the preparations were also without any unexpected problems. The executive committee chairperson also personally led the atmosphere, adding even more laughter and joy to the sports festival. She deserves great credit!" Bai Ying exclaimed dramatically from the side. "If the executive committee chairperson had also been in charge of the cultural festival, it would definitely have been even better than if I had organized it myself. I wish I could have observed and learned from it up close then—right, my niece, Airu?"

"Yes! That's right!"

Chitanda Eru nodded repeatedly.

Yukino Yukinoshita, on the other hand, had a subtle feeling, though it was hard to tell from her face, she unconsciously glanced at Mai Sakurajima...

Mai Sakurajima smiled naturally and returned a rather teasing look—Oh, the capable Yukinoshita?

Hmph, if it weren't for puberty syndrome, it would have been something I planned to do well.

It's true... After a sports festival, my reputation seems to have become strange. But I've already accepted the teacher's request, so it's not good to 'prove myself' at the cultural festival.

"In short, those are all things that are over."

Yukino Yukinoshita coughed lightly: "I'm sorry about Chitanda-san's request. If you want to try to train yourself, then..."

A strong, powerful voice suddenly interrupted the conversation.

"Where there is conflict, there is contradiction; where there is contradiction, there is dispute; where there is dispute, there are standards... However, only the victor has the right to establish standards."

The white figure spoke up: "Since the hero cannot accept Eru's request, then I will accept it—the assistance department will clear the obstacles for Eru and help her become the executive chairperson of the cultural festival!"

Chitanda Eru was taken aback: "Huh? I'm not..."

Yukino Yukinoshita pondered for a moment and said, "In other words, there are two conflicting requests, one from the Aid Club and one from the Service Club. Whoever completes the request in the end will win the vote in the club competition?"

Chitanda Eru said, "Well, my idea is..."

“Your idea is to develop your abilities, not to get a position. But if you don’t even get a position, all your ideas and plans are just castles in the air,” Bai Ying patiently explained. “The process of competition itself is part of developing your abilities—how to gain the trust of others and then exploit them… I mean, how to command a large following. There’s a lot to do in that. Has my niece Airu lost her confidence?”

Chitanda Eru thought for a moment, then nodded vigorously and said, "Yes! Then I'll entrust Uncle Bai with helping me run for executive committee chair!"

“No problem! Your Uncle Bai is very strong. My set of ‘Yellow Robe Secret Scroll’ will surely help my niece Eru pacify the world…” Bai Ying casually mentioned his opponent, “The combination of the mere hero and Miura can only be called a match, not a worthy opponent.”