Uneasy daily life

"When it comes to joys and sorrows, separations and reunions, and the hardships of life, the Minotaur is invincible!"

"No depth, just shallowness! Do you dare to defy the dreams and the famous quotes of those who speak out for dreams?!"

"It's haphazard and full of violations! When writing essays in Japan, you simply can't compete with the local advantage of being a national-level writer!"

"Writing about minotaurs earns the highest marks! Lightly loosen your robes and indulge in pleasure. Don't ask about your heart, don't ask about your heart, for once you cast aside your physical form, no one will see you."

"Write your dreams! The wind and rain are just the right time to set sail and sing of lofty aspirations to break through the waves!"

"I write about the pathos of things! Even the cherry blossoms have their time to bloom, but when will life ever bring us success? I can only envy the fleeting beauty of spring, while I drift aimlessly through this mortal world."

The three-way battle continued until the end of the article.

Number One exclaimed in surprise, "Wait... we're running out of space!"

Numbers Two and Three fell silent.

The fighting suddenly stopped, and the three of them stared at the embers, unsure of what to do.

“It’s over, it’s finished,” Number One said dejectedly. “By the time we started arguing about the problem, it was already beyond resolution.”

“Didn’t you sing the praises of dreams? You can’t even get fired up anymore? And Lu Xun and Chekhov… Now look what’s happened, our lives are in the hands of our teachers, we’re going to become a laughing stock.” Number Two slumped down and said, “I already said that writing about the pathos of Japanese culture is easy, there are plenty of famous writers, now it’s really pathos.”

Number Three removed his minotaur mask, sat down beside the two, and gazed at the approaching end: "You two are really strange. You talk about dreams, about the pathos of things, borrowing from the past and others, but you don't learn a single thing. You only use it to compete for superiority..."

"The most important thing now is to score points..." Number Two suddenly perked up, "I have an idea! Let's write down all the stupid things we've done!"

Number One froze, then asked strangely, "You mean..."

"This satirizes those who use celebrities to attack each other. They don't actually have any aspirations or longings; they just use celebrities as tools to suppress others and compete for victory, fame, and fortune. In the constant use of these celebrities to suppress others, they have long lost their true goals and direction, are unable to effectively solve problems, and ultimately end up in a state of utter confusion!"

Number Two clenched his fist and said in a booming voice.

Number Three said regretfully, "But I still want to write erotica..."

"Shut up! It's settled then!"

"OK! Let's brainstorm how to write it..."

The story ends abruptly.

Yamamoto-sensei: "?"

Your essay is a bit outrageous, and you even added an extra page of manuscript paper...

So the question is, how do we score them?

Mr. Yamamoto detached himself from his role as a reader and pondered for a moment.

Anyway, I'll definitely lose some points for the neatness of the paper. I can recognize the handwriting, but it's just a kind of ugly beauty.

Never mind, let's look at other people's exam papers first.

Mr. Yamamoto picked up the other students' exam papers, glanced at them briefly, and was surprisingly moved.

Natsume Soseki once said, Akutagawa Ryunosuke once said, Dazai Osamu once said...

They're back! The familiar students are all back!

……

……

"In short, I had a lot of problems with my midterm exams."

Bai Ying looked serious and worried: "I might get carried away and accidentally write something that violates public order and morality, or something that mocks my classmates. What if the teacher decides to give my essay a perfect score and then post it in the school's notice—I'm doomed! I'm going to be bullied!"

Do you mean bullying the entire school?

Yukino Yukinoshita pondered for a moment, but couldn't figure out whether his grades would be good or bad... She guessed that grading Shiro-kun's test paper would be a challenging task for any teacher.

That's not the problem!

Yui Yuigahama comforted Yumiko Miura, then slammed her hand on the table and said, "Shiro! What happened this morning was too much!"

Bai Ying asked in surprise, "Where did I go too far? Tell me in detail."

"Saying that Yumiko used her friends to highlight herself is just too much..."

puff--!

Yumiko Miura shuddered and sadly slumped onto the table.

"Huh? Yumiko!"

"Wow, no wonder he's known as the Deadly Chef, killing without a trace..."

Chapter 119 Miura Yumiko's Melancholy

"Yumiko! That's not what I meant..."

Yui Yuigahama quickly tried to comfort her, saying, "I don't care about things like 'complementing Yumiko'..."

Yumiko Miura managed to lift her head with a forced smile, her usual imposing manner gone, and hesitantly asked, "Really?"

The white figure nodded and said, "Yes, the master doesn't care. He'll just watch you feel good about yourself."

puff!

Yumiko Miura has collapsed again!

That's not what I meant!

Yui Yuigahama slammed her hand on the table, glaring at me angrily, and shouted, "Shut up, Shiro! It's a perfectly normal thing, why does it suddenly become weird when you talk about it? Yumiko helped me a lot, I didn't think about any of those weird things..."

“Yui…”

Yumiko Miura looked up, deeply moved.

Bai Ying nodded and said, "So I willingly let you step on me! It was consensual! It's not surprising at all! You have to believe me!"

puff!

Yumiko Miura has collapsed again!

Clearly, Miura Yumiko's defenses today are like the Emperor's New Clothes—not just barely adequate, but practically nonexistent.

"Xiaobai!"

Yui Yuigahama was furious and turned her head to look at him aggressively.

"Alright, I've received your wish!" Bai Ying gave an OK sign and raised her hand to announce, "Then the competition officially begins!"

"A competition?" Yui Yuigahama was confused. How could this have anything to do with a competition?

"That's right! Today's competition—to cheer up the melancholy queen! Helping others is a fundamental national policy of the Ministry of Aid!"

Bai Ying said with great interest.

Yuigahama Yui: "..."

She decisively turned to Yukino Yukinoshita: "Yukino! Tell me about him!"

“Hmm…” Yukino Yukinoshita’s gaze was temporarily taken off the computer screen as she pondered, “In Miura’s current state, it’s really impossible for her to continue organizing the cultural festival. It would be good if it could cheer her up.”

Very good, Xiaoxue has betrayed us!

Yui Yuigahama quickly looked at the other person: "Hachi..."

"Ah..." Hachiman Hikigaya, who was in a daze, slightly raised his eyelids upon hearing this and said perfunctorily, "Hey Miura, cheer up, you still have a lot of work to do."

"Oh……"

Miura Yumiko sat up straight again, her annoyed tone sounding weak: "What are you all plotting so loudly? Quiet down, I need to prepare for the cultural festival..."

The white figure peeked out: "You've started to not want to be the executive committee chairman anymore, and you don't want to participate in group activities like the cultural festival, right?"

Miura Yuko: "..."

Bai Ying clapped her hands and smiled with satisfaction, "Good, good, good! It wasn't for nothing that I cleared the obstacles for my niece Eru! The cultural festival is the stage for my niece Eru to shine!"

"#!" Miura Yumiko was angry for a moment, then calmed down and waved her hand casually, "Fine, fine, that's settled then..."

Then he met Yukino Yukinoshita's gaze.

Yumiko Miura forcefully averted her gaze: "What are you looking at? Didn't you want to be the executive committee chairperson anyway? Then you can go..."

Yukino Yukinoshita frowned slightly, glancing at her prepared campaign plan, cultural festival procedures, and a special cultural festival route centered around Yumiko Miura... Things had progressed to this point, and now the client suddenly wanted to run away?

"Very good! It seems everyone is very concerned about the Queen's condition! The competition shall now begin!"

The white figure clenched his fist and stood up.

I just found this thing to be exceptionally noisy.

Yumiko Miura exhaled: "Whatever you want..."

"In a faraway kingdom, the Queen has recently become melancholic. Her beautiful golden hair has lost its luster due to worry, and she hasn't attended to state affairs for a whole month—it's all too clear! The Prime Minister has issued a reward, hoping to gather a wise person to cheer Her Majesty up..."

The white-clad figure spoke eloquently, the narrator perfectly embodying the role: "Of course, if removing a contestant fails to please the Queen, they will be executed!"

"What kind of tyrannical laws are these?" Yui Yuigahama complained.

"First up is the Queen's personal maid! Yui Yuigahama!"

Bai Ying raised her hand and waved: "Let's look forward to her performance!"

"Show your true colors!"

Yui Yuigahama was utterly bewildered. How could you openly plot in front of the person involved? How could you discuss how to comfort someone who is heartbroken? You must be the culprit behind the Queen's worries… Oh no! You are the very culprit behind the Queen's worries!

Yui rolled her eyes and waved her hands repeatedly to show that she would not, absolutely and resolutely refuse to be led by the nose by Shiro!

"Your Majesty! Please cheer up. Your behavior worries and pains me greatly. Although I am your maid and am usually at your beck and call, and my words and actions depend on your whims, seeing you so sad makes me sad too..."

Bai Ying said sadly to Miura Yumiko, "Ah, I must have been tamed by you in terms of joy, anger, sorrow and happiness."

Yui Yuigahama heard her own voice, and instantly her fists hardened, her whole body bristling.

"Aaaaah! Shut up, Xiaobai!"

Experience has shown that actors should voluntarily take the stage, otherwise the lead actors may add scenes for them, which could damage their reputation.

"Yumiko! Cheer up!" Yui Yuigahama turned around quickly, looking at Yumiko Miura with a fierce expression. "I don't think there's anything wrong with you. I've always considered Yumiko a good friend. You don't need to feel ashamed of anything like 'showing off,' because Yumiko is qualified!"

"what?"

Yumiko Miura asked blankly, "Yui, what are you talking about?"

"It was Yumiko who approached me first to be friends, and that's how I gradually got to know the others!" Yui Yuigahama said sincerely. "If Yumiko hadn't reached out to me first, I might have become a nobody like Hachiman, hiding in the corner of the classroom..."

Hikigaya Hachiman: “?”

"My family is destroyed and I am dead. I wander aimlessly amidst the prosperity, unable to find a corner of my homeland to call home." The white figure raised her voice, placed her hand on her chest, and recited with deep emotion, "Ah! My Queen, do not be sad or sorrowful! You have showered me with the glory of protection, and I will sing songs of praise for you. You have cultivated the soil for me to stand on, and I will adorn you with enchanting fragrance. Please raise your chest proudly, I wish to be your star, setting off the bright moon, I wish to be your brooch, exuding a faint fragrance."

Yui, pretending not to hear, tried to comfort her, "Anyway, I don't care if it makes Yumiko stand out. In fact, making Yumiko stand out isn't a bad thing. I'm not really the type to chat with others outgoingly. Without Yumiko's help, I probably wouldn't be able to fit in..."

Huh? Why does it feel like I'm starting to say something similar to what Xiaobai meant? It's even starting to sound a bit cliché!

Yui Yuigahama felt something particularly strange and subtle.

“Yui…” Yumiko Miura was a little touched.

"Then here's the question," Bai Ying suddenly said in a serious voice, "The Deadly Chef! Queen or Hero, who do you choose?!"

Yui Yuigahama: "Huh?!"

"You told the Queen that it wasn't a bad thing to highlight her, yet you're entangled with the lone hero..." The white figure raised a hand and pushed up non-existent glasses. "So, can it be understood that you hide your true feelings within the group, pandering to others, and only feel relaxed and happy when you're with the straightforward hero, feeling that he's your true self? As for the Queen, you're just offering insincere comfort!"

Yui Yuigahama: "Huh?!!"

Yumiko Miura subconsciously looked at Yui Yuigahama, then at Yukino Yukinoshita, and was instantly overwhelmed with emotion.

"Well, how dare you cause the Queen even more worry! Guards, take him out and behead him!"

Bai Ying waved her hand, dismissing the speechless actor: "Please welcome the next contestant! My right-hand man!"

"Ah..." Hachiman Hikigaya responded listlessly, "Miura, I think... you're thinking about something trivial."

"Huh?" Yumiko Miura frowned. "Do you want to start a fight?"

"No, no, how should I put it..."

Hachiman Hikigaya spoke in a lazy tone, somewhat reminiscent of Oreki: "Anyway, this trouble will disappear in a few days. You and your friends will just get along as usual, right? As long as everyone is happy, that's all that matters. Don't ask if this is your sincere thought—to be able to comfort yourself, vent your troubles, and become happy. You don't need any close friends. Aren't casual friends still friends?"

"As the Great Bodhisattva Hachiman said..."