Uneasy daily life

"9528, subordinates can't piss off their superiors!" Despite the tense atmosphere, Bai Ying calmly and forcefully replied, "I have a treasure in my left pocket that will surely make you panic, question your existence, and wish you could tear me to pieces!"

treasure?

Yukinoshita lifted her head from Shiro's chest, her still-watery eyes exceptionally gentle. Strands of hair clung to her forehead, slightly disheveled, and a natural, composed smile graced her face. She feigned a moment of contemplation, then took Shiro's hand and slowly reached for her pocket: "Make me panic, question my existence, and want to tear you to pieces? Let me think—you jerk, if I found a condom in your pocket, I'd probably have the reaction you described…"

She probably has no idea how red her face is.

"Condoms?" Bai Ying was surprised for a moment, then analyzed seriously, "Indeed, if I were carrying one, everything I said and did to you would be labeled as playing hard to get and having ulterior motives, and then you, who have completely turned evil, would probably lock me in a dark room..."

"It's good to know."

Yukino Shino let out a sound that was like a hum or a laugh, and tilted her head with great interest. While listening to the beating of the white shadow's chest, she looked at the thing that had been taken out. In fact, she probably knew what it was as soon as her fingers touched it.

It's just a cell phone...

It's a cell phone in use, and the nickname is "Auntie"...

Yukinoshita Haruno was stunned.

Huh? This call duration, if you think about it, includes the time my mother suddenly visited...

Yukinoshita was stunned again.

Wait a minute! When I came back from buying barbecue, that rascal came in and casually pushed the door open...

[Ahem!] The sound of Yukinoshita's mother coughing came from the phone. [Yinuo, watch your manners.]

Yukinoshita was stunned.

Bai Ying reached out and lifted her sleeve, removing the other person's hand, and calmly retrieved her phone.

"9528, what about condoms, overnight stays, and those things like 'you hurt more than alcohol'? Do you want me to erase your memory? I'm good at that... Holy crap! You stole..."

Crackle! Bang! Splatter!

Yukinoshita's father instinctively shrank his neck.

The sound coming from here...

The Great Goddess's Family Tradition of Aikido!

written request for leave

Ah! I finally made it through August and wrote a whopping 160,000 words! I'm no longer at the weak level of updating 4,000 words a day!

It seems my skills are gradually recovering. September is here, and I need to get off to a good start. I'll try to resolve all my relationship problems in one go during this time, move on to the next volume, and start thinking about how to create some interesting plot twists. I'll strive to return to the carefree attitude I had in the first volume!

Huh? What's this? A free leave slip?

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I lost the battle with writing in humiliation, and suddenly I understood the plot of being completely conquered in the NTR novel—just like the office worker smiles when he sees his payslip, the student eagerly awaits the holiday announcement, and the reader cheers when the chapter is updated...

Madam, wouldn't you like to try this? ( )

Gulu.

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In short, I've taken leave, but I still want to paint a picture. I've basically come up with a solution to the relationship problem; the difficulty lies in how to bring it to that point in an interesting, efficient, and harmonious way, and how to write it in a way that readers can be convinced of...

I can only do my best.

Chapter 115 Gentleness is utterly meaningless!

Emotions are simple, yet so chaotic.

Mai Sakurajima was a little confused about her feelings. It wouldn't be accurate to say she was in great pain or couldn't accept it, but it was also impossible for her to be indifferent or take it for granted.

As for Kazuha... it's unexpected, but also reasonable. To be honest, having one more rival in love isn't a big deal. It's inevitable that some blind people will like the hater, but that's not a problem—I'm not a little girl who likes to act cute, and I've already figured out my attitude towards relationships.

A calm and equal relationship is essential; changes in the relationship should happen naturally, not be a promise forced upon one party. Each person has their own life, yet can readily enter the other's—this is the kind of relationship one desires, so there's no need to be overly emotional about it.

That's what I thought.

The feelings for Hua are innocent and impulsive, like those between students—perhaps a glance, a conversation, a smile, or an unintentional concern, and suddenly realizing you've fallen for the other person. Once you understand your feelings, your actions and mindset become exceptionally unnatural, and you impulsively try to hide your impulses…

He was probably thinking about the issues between his mother and Hana's mother, and also about the hater's declaration of "I like you guys," which was somewhat incomprehensible and carried the scumbag vibe that made his eyebrows twitch and made him feel very bad.

The answer I'm waiting for isn't 'I like you guys,' but 'I like Mai Sakurajima.'

but……

Mai Sakurajima didn't quite understand Yukino Yukinoshita's thoughts. Shouldn't she be the one who was concerned and conflicted?

Ah... I suddenly remembered the time we worked on the script together.

I can wait a very long time, even until we get divorced. I will face all challenges calmly. Once Yukino's love-struck mind cools down, she will leave sooner or later.

The confident declaration of victory, thrown out, arced through the air and struck itself?

Calm down and think carefully about what's bothering you...

I'm troubled by my relationship with Hana, which is like that of an elder. I'm having a bit of PTSD, and I'm also worried about Hana—sigh, she's as childish as ever, liking things but having to reluctantly give them to herself. Feelings aren't something you can just give up.

I'm worried that I haven't softened my stance towards the haters yet; my mood and thoughts are somewhat at odds.

I'm worried that I don't seem to be mature and rational enough.

They're all a bit confused about themselves, feeling heartbroken and lost over this kind of thing, torn between their own feelings. Shouldn't this be Yukino's role?

What exactly am I feeling so sad about?

Wearing pajamas, Mai Sakurajima leaned against the balcony railing, her left hand supporting her cheek, gazing at the city lights twinkling in the night, trying to unravel the inexplicable emotions churning within her.

"Still up at night, basking in the moonlight? Don't you have to go to work tomorrow?!"

A familiar voice came from downstairs.

Mai Sakurajima looked down, and a small white figure stood with its hands on its hips, gazing up at her.

Yes, I want to go to the film set to shoot a movie, to pursue my dreams, and to strive to live the life I envision.

Is it already this late? I've wasted so much time without even realizing it; I really should go to sleep…

Hmm? This hater.

Sakurajima Mai rolled her eyes from afar. In order not to disturb others, she took out her phone and dialed the other party's number.

The call is connected.

Mai Sakurajima leaned against the railing, watching the white figure below pull out a phone. As the call connected, she asked softly, "I still can't sleep. Shouldn't the culprit confess and be brought to justice?"

"Brave plus! Have you forgotten your dream of becoming a great actress? Have you forgotten your goal of slapping your haters in the face? Have you forgotten the humiliation you suffered on stage for your acting skills? What kind of love-struck tone are you talking about now? Can love save the world and protect your life?!"

Bai Ying's incoherent voice kept blasting out from the phone.

Great, your blood pressure is already rising!

"Hey hater, shouldn't you feel a little guilty?" Mai Sakurajima gritted her teeth, her voice carrying a hint of danger. "You made that scumbag declaration this afternoon in front of so many girls. I'm really surprised the others didn't beat you to a pulp."

"Indeed, Xiaobai is also very strange."

Bai Ying's voice became more serious and heavy: "Do I have to wait until the hero drags me out from under your bed, 9528 pulls me out from my sister's closet, and you yank me out of the stick figure's bed before I face the ultimate, entangled, magnificent, bloody Shura field?"

"?" Sakurajima Mai blurted out instinctively, "Where are Wahana and Angelina?"

"What?!" the white-clad figure exclaimed in shock. "A stick figure, a mere subordinate—what gave you the illusion that they could kill me?!"

Sakurajima Mai: "..."

Has the conversation been distorted again by the haters? Logically speaking, it's a bit absurd for a girl to discuss being cheated on or stabbed by her crush, isn't it?

Sakurajima Mai was about to say something when she suddenly heard faint sounds of heavier breathing and a pillow being hit coming from the room. She looked up and saw a white figure walking into the apartment while making a phone call.

Mood -1.

"Hate fan..."

Sakurajima Mai's tone lowered, becoming soft and melancholic. The wind ruffled her dark hair, seemingly carrying the scent of shampoo along with her voice through the phone: "Should I call you fickle, or heartless? I know what you mean, and you've always acted that way. It seems like no matter who it is, Haters seem to like it. I don't dislike that. After all, people are separated by distance; if you don't understand your own feelings, others mostly won't either. And you're a gentle person..."

"Stop! Gentleness is such a cliché in the light novel industry. Just think about all the times I've made you so angry that you've stepped on my foot and called me the Emperor of Brain Hemorrhage..."

From the other end came the sound of footsteps on the stairs, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, sometimes hurried, sometimes halting, as if a familiar person was jumping up and down the stairs, perhaps going up, perhaps going down, or perhaps simply going up and down.

"Gentleness is the ability to understand others."

Mai Sakurajima leaned against the railing, gazing at the night sky as she murmured, "Without that ability, you'll sink deeper and deeper into your own world, until you can never turn back... I'm definitely not a gentle person. I couldn't reconcile with my mother before, and now I can't discuss certain things with her—humans are truly hopelessly lonely."

"Huh?!" The white figure's voice was filled with shock. "Who are you? Why are you speaking in such a cryptic way?! Have you learned to mimic voices? Or did the hero secretly cast a spell on you?!"

Mai Sakurajima curled her lips slightly in annoyance, rarely expressing her dissatisfaction so directly: "Hate fan, you make jokes when I'm unhappy, and my unhappiness turns into anger."

boom.

An unusual sound came from behind, which didn't sound like footsteps, but rather like something colliding.

Sakurajima Mai paused for a moment, then asked, "Hmm? What's that strange sound coming from your end?"

"I'm fighting the Killer Queen! Stop messing around! If you keep messing around, I'll pin you to the floor with your butt facing outwards!"

After a series of strange crackling sounds, the white figure's voice reappeared: "Hero Plus, although I don't quite understand what gentleness is, it's definitely not the ability to understand others."

“I think so.” Mai Sakurajima pressed her cheek against her arm. “Black Fan is a gentle person, I understand that, and I can accept it, but I’ve been waiting for this… It’s not something anyone can do, nor is it something that’s inherently yours, but rather a gentleness that belongs only to Mai Sakurajima.”

The thought came out without much thought.

Sakurajima Mai suddenly understood why she had been in such a bad mood this afternoon... Her feelings about flowers and family were secondary factors; what made her most unhappy was actually the liking from the anti-fan, which wasn't the kind of liking she had been expecting or waiting for.

You confessed to everyone, but it seems you didn't confess to Mai Sakurajima.

"You're such a pretentious intellectual! You're love-struck! You're Yukino Yukinoshita!"

"#!"

The noisy, pointing, and whispering voices instantly disturbed the sorrow in her heart. Veins bulged on the back of Sakurajima Mai's hand as she gripped the railing. She rolled her eyes, unseen by the other person, and snapped back into her phone, "You're stuck in writer's block! You're such a jerk! You're like a light novel protagonist!"

"Hmph! Hero Plus, wait until we go to school, I'll prove to you that being able to understand others is definitely not the same as being kind! I'm not the protagonist of a light novel!"

Bai Ying shouted, "The Assassin Queen is rebelling today, and I'm going to suppress her severely! You'll be having a sleepless night!"

"Can't you put it more nicely when you tell me to go to bed early so it doesn't affect my work?" Mai Sakurajima retorted, then teased, "Gentle hater~?"

"Holy crap! Don't you dare run away from school! I'll make you pay!"

Bai Ying made a harsh statement.

Sakurajima Mai's mood improved slightly, and she said leisurely, "I was just praising you, gentle hater~"

Hearing the angry murmurs and pointing on the other end, Sakurajima Mai's mood improved even more. She hung up the phone without giving Bai Ying a chance to argue, and turned to walk into the bedroom.

The blanket on the bed was piled up, and Feng Bin and Hua inside remained motionless.

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Mai Sakurajima snuggled into the covers, lay quietly for a while, and stared calmly at the ceiling. Suddenly, she asked, "Wahana, do you think Black Fan is a kind person?"

"what?"

Feng Bin and Hua couldn't help but shudder. Realizing they couldn't pretend to be asleep, they could only mutter, "Gentle my foot!"

"Hmm... I feel like my description is a bit inaccurate?" Mai Sakurajima chuckled after a moment of contemplation, then closed her eyes. "Alright, let's go to sleep. We have things to do tomorrow."

"Oh……"

Feng Bin and Hua closed their eyes somewhat guiltily, not daring to ask or say anything, basically playing a passive role.

"Also, don't worry about me. If you and Hua break up, I'll comfort you."

"Huh? If my sister is heartbroken, then I'll... uh..."

"Go to sleep—thinking about these things all day will turn you into a love-struck fool. Don't you dream of becoming a big star? Start by getting a good night's sleep."

"hey-hey……"

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Is gentleness the ability to understand others?

That's strange.