Uneasy daily life

"Light novel protagonists usually have a special skill, are surrounded by beautiful and wicked women, and have lives full of twists and turns and fantastical stories..." Hachiman Hikigaya gave a clear example, "But I don't see anything like a light novel protagonist at all, do I?"

Houtarou Oreki glanced at him sideways but did not answer.

Hachiman Hikigaya emphasized, "I'm definitely not some light novel protagonist! Who gave me that nickname? It must have been the club president..."

"Zaimokuza."

"?"

Arriving at class in the morning, Hachiman Hikigaya took out his phone and logged into the school forum with his little-known account. He quickly found a post by a swordsman general who wished to remain anonymous.

[Being liked by beautiful girls! Being liked by multiple beautiful girls! And then, to compete for the male protagonist's heart, they engage in fierce battles, bloodshed, and open warfare! This is a typical light novel plot! Without a doubt, Hachiman Daisatsu has evolved into the pinnacle of male admiration—the protagonist of a light novel!]

Wow, the timber stand has evolved! It can now use various idioms fluently and correctly...

Next time I review his light novel, I'll give it my all!

"Little Qi! Good morning!"

A familiar voice came from a familiar direction.

Ugh... what kind of idiot are you? Just because it's been exposed, you don't care at all, huh? Be careful people look at you with prejudice, pointing fingers and saying things like, "Wow, that's Yui Hama who likes popular girls, how pathetic," blah blah blah...

"Good morning."

Hachiman Hikigaya replied listlessly, glancing sideways at Yui Yuigahama, who happily returned to her seat, burying herself in preparing the teaching materials for class. Meanwhile, Yumiko Miura, sitting next to her, scanned the class with a lioness-like gaze and gave them a cold snort…

Thanks to Miura, there were very few rumors about Yuihama in the class. I was thinking about whether I should do something to bring more discussion to myself.

Anyway, I've always been indifferent.

What an idiot! If you care so much about what others think, why did you stand up and do it one day?

Hachiman Hikigaya couldn't help but worry. Miura couldn't possibly control everyone's mouths. If any accident happened, such as some people getting together to gossip, getting more and more carried away, and feeling that it would be impossible to quell public opinion without attacking them... Tsk, stupid adolescence, can't they learn from the corporate slaves?

No, we must nip this problem in the bud!

……

……

In the activity room, the Aid Department and the Service Department were indulging in their usual slacking-off activities, some reading books, others writing notes.

"Minister, can you summon the White Flower?"

In the activity room, Hachiman Hikigaya snapped out of his reverie, closed the book he couldn't concentrate on, and suddenly asked a question.

Three surprised gazes simultaneously focused on it.

Yui Yuigahama was shocked: "Hachiman, what are you saying?!"

“Hachiman-kun…” Yukino Yukinoshita hesitated, “Do you have any particular fetishes?”

The white figure narrowed its eyes and uttered a meaningful sound: "Oh—hehehehehe..."

"No, never mind, just pretend I had a moment of madness and said something presumptuous."

Hachiman Hikigaya immediately changed the subject, saying that instead of hoping for Shiro Eika, it would be better to hope that the department head would have an intermittent bout of madness to bring a fresh atmosphere to the school and absorb all the current attention.

"Hehehehe, you're not just having a fit, you're just unconsciously revealing your true feelings." The white figure chuckled twice.

"Because it's from the bottom of my heart, it's an overestimation of my abilities, after all, my life has been turned into a complete mess by that Bai Yinghua..."

Hachiman Hikigaya opened the light novel, his expression neither sad nor happy. It's okay, I'll just silently raise the white flag.

"Shiro, what was Xiaoqi thinking just now?" Yui Yuigahama gave the order to kill the prisoner.

"Wait a minute! Yuihama, understanding others' silence is a social skill!" Hachiman Hikigaya couldn't help but seek humanitarian help. "Yukinoshita, don't you think everyone has thoughts they can't share with others?!"

Dead Fish Eyes bounced around a few times: Yui-hama! Think about Yui-hama!

"This one……"

Yukino Yukinoshita was initially confused, but after seeing Hachiman Hikigaya's expression, she understood a little better—while the turmoil caused by the White Flower made it impossible for Hachiman to deceive himself, Yui Hama was also dragged into it? Could it be that Hachiman had heard some rumors?

In terms of observing the atmosphere, I tend to let things take their course and remain indifferent, perhaps not as perceptive as Hikigaya-kun.

"Yuihama, have you been having any worries lately?"

Yukino Yukinoshita employed a strategy of "besieging Wei to rescue Zhao".

"No, why are you suddenly asking this, Yui?" Yui quickly waved her hand, trying to smooth things over. "Are you worried about what happened a few days ago? Everyone's been talking about Hachiman and the mysterious Shiraeka, not many people are discussing me..."

Since the idiot insists on making it clear, then let's make it clear!

Hachiman Hikigaya suddenly interjected, "Then that means it exists."

The prisoners launched a counterattack!

"Uh, it's really not much, it's nothing..."

Yui Yuigahama is putting up a last-ditch effort.

"Shiro-kun, what is Yuihama thinking about?"

With things having come to this point, Yukino Yukinoshita has decided to abandon humanitarianism!

"Ugh?!"

Yui Yuigahama instinctively looked at the white figure in horror. Wait... Little White can't read minds, he absolutely, absolutely doesn't know what I did... right?

Bai Ying smiled slightly: "I'll play Yuihama, who will play the Zen Master?"

Hikigaya Hachiman: "..."

Do I have a choice?

……

……

Zen Master Hikigaya looked helplessly at the girl who was engrossed in her phone (?).

You should be seeking enlightenment, why are you spending your time on this forum?

"What are you looking at?" the Zen master asked.

"I'm reading the comments," the girl said worriedly. "Some unexpected things have happened recently, and I'm afraid some people might have negative opinions about me, so I'm reading the comments now."

The Zen master understood, and his kind expression softened: "Did you find it?"

"Not yet, I'm flipping through it..."

The girl became increasingly focused on scrolling through her phone, but suddenly she stopped and her expression turned distressed.

"You found it?"

"Yes, I found it."

The girl murmured sadly, "It must be because my previous actions were too reckless that I was judged like this. But what they said was so hurtful. I feel extremely distressed and can't find any relief... Master, what should I do?"

The Zen master remained silent, then raised his hand to summon the young novice to serve tea.

The girl picked up the tea and hurriedly took a sip. She couldn't help but gasp repeatedly, and then exclaimed, "I understand! The master means that I shouldn't be so eager to express myself. I should learn to be silent and wait for the tea to cool down, just as hot tea can burn your mouth, which is why people can't help but open their mouths to speak."

"?"

A question mark flashed in the Zen master's eyes, and he silently shook his head.

The girl, puzzled and anxious, put down her teacup. Suddenly, she accidentally spilled tea all over the table. She paused, then exclaimed, "I understand! The master means that I should humbly accept others' negative evaluations and calmly reflect on them. Otherwise, I will become anxious when criticized, which will only make me more likely to mess things up."

The Zen master looked completely bewildered. The young novice, with a cold expression, approached, holding a scroll of scriptures in his hand, and tapped the girl's head three times with the scriptures.

The girl paused, then exclaimed, "I understand! If you do something wrong, you have to admit it, accept the punishment, and take the beating. Otherwise, you won't understand the true meaning of the scriptures, and your inner turmoil will remain unresolved!"

"#!"

A murderous glint flashed in the young novice's eyes as he roared—

"I am not tainted by the wisdom of the Three Thousand, and Buddha will not save a big fool."

The white figure finished reciting in Yukino Yukinoshita's voice, then frowned in dissatisfaction: "Hmm? What's going on? Could it be that I've been overusing my brain lately, leaving only this little bit of soup and water in my amazing talent?"

"Little White! Who, who is the big idiot!"

Yui Yuigahama couldn't help but slam her hand on the table and exclaim.

Bai Ying's eyes sharpened: "You kept searching forums for negative comments about yourself, didn't you?"

"Ah... I was just trying to find out what was going on." Yui Yuigahama waved her hands repeatedly. "What do you mean I'm deliberately looking for negative feedback about myself? Wouldn't that just be asking for trouble?!"

Hachiman Hikigaya and Yukino Yukinoshita merely cast glances that were either subtle or sighing.

Bai Ying sneered: "If you like a movie, you'll specifically search the comments section to find those that praise it, and only then will you feel at ease and confidently express your positive opinion about the movie?"

Yui Yuigahama froze, frowning as she tried to recall: "Huh? This... this..."

Bai Ying continued, "If you dislike a movie, you'll also browse the comments section. Only after seeing other negative reviews do you realize that many people feel the same way as you, which gives you the courage to leave a bad review?"

Yui Yuigahama vaguely understood: "Huh?! Shiro, I wouldn't think that way..."

"Many people can't distinguish whether they seek reasons for others to hate or like them because they hate or like them, so that they can hate or like them with a clear conscience, or whether they seek reasons for others to hate or like them because they have no reasons to hate or like them, so that they can hate or like them... They feel that they will be talked about, care about how they will be talked about, look for evidence of being talked about, and find that they are indeed being talked about."

"The Deadly Chef! This is one of the three great weaknesses of human nature: Yuanfang, what do you think?"

The white figure's voice boomed as it broke through the defenses.

"Oh... is there any basis for this?"

“This is a required theory in internet keyboards.” Bai Ying pushed up his non-existent glasses. “Besides, you did it too, didn’t you?”

Yui Yuigahama froze, realizing that she had indeed done something foolish that, upon reflection, made her feel somewhat uncomfortable.

“Yuihama, I think you’ve always been a brave person, and this time is no exception.”

Yukino Yukinoshita took a handkerchief and wiped the tea on the table, her gentle words like the whisper of an angel.

"Little, Little Snow..."

"It's normal to make silly mistakes sometimes."

"Goo!"

The Yui Yuigahama ship sank.

Hachiman Hikigaya pondered, "Isn't it a good idea to solve the problem by exploding the person involved?"

Ding Ding Ding-!

Bai Ying pulled out her constantly ringing phone and raised an eyebrow.

[Toyohama Kazuka: You bastard, you son of a bitch ...

Chapter 103 No Technique, Just Attack!

"Oh, a working professional's lover."

"Climb, climb, crawl!"

"What's wrong? A working professional's lover?"

"Aaaaah! Anyone who mentions that nickname again will be sent out to buy snacks for everyone!"

"Yes, sir! My lover, you're a corporate slave!"

"Hey! What kind of mutated nickname is this? It sounds even more inappropriate! What's wrong with the internet these days? It's full of things that make people want to punch you!"

"Ahem, team leader, it's not just about the internet... Look at this movie review—"

[Having watched the entire third episode, the most solid performance was undoubtedly that of Makoto Matsumoto, who played a customer. He perfectly portrayed the chaotic pain of a weary and numb soul being pierced. However, the most eye-catching performance was not that of Mai Sakurajima, who played the proprietress, but that of the high school girl who ran into the shop after being handed an umbrella in the rain...]

[Anxious about efficiency, calculating gains and losses, focusing on success and failure, and fixated on results, the souls of adults often grow old and melancholic in these matters. A high school girl's small act of kindness, her youth and vitality, the warmth conveyed through an umbrella—even if it can't stop the wind and rain, even if it's not particularly useful—still offers a little comfort to weary adults. At least there's something to hold onto, allowing life to continue. Writer Uesugi truly lives up to his reputation as a JK (high school girl) writer, effortlessly creating the admirable qualities of a high school girl, and the actress perfectly portrays the image of a working professional's lover.]

No matter how numb and narrow life may be, we still yearn for a little love to fall into our hands.

"Nonsense! It's clearly... Mai-san acted much better than me! Besides, this is a food drama! What's the point of commenting on the plot? Don't these critics have anything better to do?!"

During breaks in the training room, the girls, who had already stepped into society, were playing around and teasing each other with a hint of envy and jealousy, then watching the person in question scratch their head and jump up and down.

Feng Bin and Hua are going crazy.

She only played a role for less than a minute! What kind of "office worker's lover" is this?! A "corporate slave's lover"?!

"Hehua, your manager wants to see you!"

"oh oh--"