Uneasy daily life

Boom!

An ordinary sports car exploded, creating a massive blast that spanned both sides of the highway.

The male and female protagonists embraced, their wings trailing trails of rainbow light, while below, exploding fireworks surged upwards like a tide. With a mere flap of their wings, they transformed into points of light piercing the sky, leaving only an arc of light like an inverted rainbow in the air.

The camera is fixed on the horizon, on that tiny, shimmering light. The sky, which was just a moment ago bright and clear, is now filled with the glow of sunset.

As the end credits roll, the closing theme song begins to play, and the credits slowly appear.

Yukinoshita Yukino: "..."

"Yukino-chan?"

Yukino nudged her frozen-down sister.

"Sister..." Yukino Yukinoshita snapped out of her daze and couldn't help but ask, "Are you...are you alright?"

"It's okay, it's okay. This movie is actually quite interesting." Yukino Yukinoshita held up a potato chip, defending her taste. "The male and female leads are both award-winning actors, and the movie is tagged with romance, action, art, and commercial. Many Chinese netizens say it's a masterpiece and deserves a 10/10. I heard that after it was released in Japan, some people even came to this website to promote it... How can I resist watching it?"

Yukinoshita Yukino: “?”

Can people from different countries really have such vastly different aesthetic standards?!

If we take Bai Jun as an example... then it doesn't seem so strange?

No, no, those Chinese netizens who actively promoted it must have had the mentality of 'blinding international friends'!

Yukino Yukinoshita glanced at the credits: "Hmm? Director, screenwriter, executive producer, producer, chief planner... how come it's all the same person? Nian? Is that a pseudonym?"

“Writing your real name on a movie like this would be the end of your life.” Yukino Yukinoshita shook her head with a tsk. “Anyway, Yukino isn’t the kind of person who gets dizzy with excitement. She won’t forget to change her shoes when she enters the house just because she’s successfully started a relationship.”

Yukino Yukinoshita was taken aback, only then noticing that she was still wearing her little leather shoes. Feeling embarrassed, she changed the subject, saying, "Sister, isn't it? Haku-kun just casually mentioned wanting to date, and you immediately agreed without even thinking it over. Is that really appropriate?"

“Of course it’s appropriate.” Yukinoshita Haruno said with interest, “He said it in front of my mother and also responded to my feelings in the drama. It not only solved my worries about the family problems, but also in front of Yukino-chan. Shouldn’t I just agree? I’m not as awkward as Yukino-chan.”

Yukino Yukinoshita said calmly, "This isn't something awkward; it's something that needs to be taken seriously and confirmed."

“Indeed.” Yukinoshita Haruno suddenly became serious and said with deep agreement, “First, let’s define a romantic relationship…”

"?!#"

Yukino Yukinoshita glared at her older sister with annoyance, and then mentally called out someone's name with a hint of irritation.

"Yukino-chan's expression is so funny, haha~" Yukinoshita Haruno leaned back on the sofa with a smile, her tone slightly wistful, "That jerk's response was enough for me, even more than I expected, that's exactly what I wanted..."

"Huh?" Yukino Yukinoshita was a little confused and retorted, "Does that mean you would excitedly agree to date Haku-kun just because he wants to?"

"Hoo hoo~ Yukino-chan is being silly today."

Yukinoshita hummed twice: "He already responded to me on stage—'The human heart is inherently illusory, so live authentically...'"

Yukino Yukinoshita was taken aback.

"Is my liking real? Is it just a passing impulse? Is it right for me to choose what I like? Will I be disappointed? Am I rebelling against the past, or am I chasing after myself? What am I trying to prove? And what kind of feeling is this liking that's meant to prove something?"

Yukino Yukino asked a long string of questions in a soft voice, her tone suddenly becoming gentle, like the early spring sunshine being lifted by a breeze: "He said he wanted to be with me and make my love a reality."

Those eyes, which always seemed to express a variety of emotions, coming and going like wind and rain, now showed a glimmer of joy. Her hands had somehow already wrapped around her bent legs, her chin gently resting on her knees, and a faint, bright glow flowed down her cheeks, as if a rosy glow was about to rise from them at any moment.

Yukino Yukinoshita had never seen her sister like this before, and was momentarily stunned.

"Oh dear~" Yukinoshita Haruno snapped out of her reverie, a hint of unease flashing in her eyes. She raised a hand to smooth her hair at her temple, revealing her signature beaming smile. "Is Yukino-chan perhaps emitting a sour smell? Haruno-chan can smell something amiss..."

"No, I'm just surprised that my sister is shy."

Yukino Yukinoshita said calmly, "It seems that no matter how thick-skinned or fickle a person is, they can't hide the warmth emanating from their heart."

Yukino Yukinoshita: "I'm not shy, only Yukino-chan is shy."

"Ah."

Yukino Yukinoshita was too lazy to talk, but she still said a lot.

"So what about Yukino-chan?" Yukinoshita Haruno changed her expression and jumped up. "You were so happy when you got home, you must have been coaxed into having a good time by that jerk, right? You can calm down and think about it now, right? Yukino-chan might have been fooled by that jerk again. After all, saying you like someone while dating so many other people is clearly the behavior of a scumbag. Yukino-chan can't abandon her principles... Look, look, right in front of you is that jerk's girlfriend number one, your rival!"

"Oh."

Yukino Yukinoshita gave a brief reply, reaching out to stroke the cat on the pushcart: "I haven't abandoned my principles. I've always had only one principle, and that is that Shiro-kun must like Yukino Yukinoshita..."

"Yes, yes, it has to be special, unique, not something optional, replaceable, or easily summarized." Yukino Yukinoshita lay back on the sofa, picked up the remote and changed the channel. "What Yukino-chan wants is that kind of obsessive, 'delicate' love..."

"So I don't care how many girlfriends Bai Jun has. The final result will prove that Bai Jun and I are the ones who truly love each other."

Yukino Yukinoshita gently poked the cat's cheek.

Yukinoshita Haruno froze, looking at her younger sister in surprise: "Are you so happy you've lost your mind?"

“My feelings, Haku-kun’s feelings, unique feelings—I don’t think my emotions will lose to my sister’s.” Yukino Yukinoshita recalled the expression she had just seen, and her words changed from “winning” to “not losing.” “Where is my sister?”

"I don't care."

Yukino Yukinoshita sat up excitedly, crossing her legs: "I'm so curious! How exactly does that jerk make you think he likes Yukino Yukinoshita?"

"...I'm going to cook."

The lazy cat suddenly found itself thrown onto the sofa. It looked up blankly and meowed, only to see its owner hurrying towards the kitchen.

Bai Jun is a stubborn, warm, noisy, and exceptionally calm bacterium. He always maintains a distance from others that is different from common sense. That person... is someone who would rather jump into a river and run away when you want to rely on him. It makes you wonder how there can be such a person in the world.

This time he didn't avoid it, nor was it because of the side effects of his superpowers. Although he still responded in a way that left people bewildered, it was different this time.

It is precisely because he is not someone who follows his instincts and desires that his reaction to Yukino Yukinoshita can be explained, to some extent, as evidence that his inner feelings are something unique...

Logically, this makes perfect sense; I absolutely did not admit any mistake or misjudge the situation.

But logically speaking...

How could you possibly say something like that?!

Yukino Yukinoshita patted her cheeks, trying to clear her mind of the memories and feelings she had just experienced, yet she was also reluctant to forget them.

Ugh! That wretched Bai-kun! I don't know how you're going to prove it, couldn't you at least use a more romantic method?!

Why would you enter into a romantic relationship under those circumstances?

"Yukino-chan, you haven't changed your shoes yet!"

Yukino's voice drifted in from the living room: "You're so flustered and won't tell me, could it be that that bastard kissed you? Or did you kiss that bastard?! Fine! I'm going to report this to Mother right now and accuse you of lewdness!"

You're a pervert!

Yukino Yukinoshita slammed the kitchen door shut to cut off the noise.

Calm down, calm down...

As the saying goes, it's not the wind that moves, nor the flag that moves, but the heart that moves.

A master craftsman, even when raising the flag, can remain calm and composed, silently watching it fall back to its original position.

"Namo... Work achievements are dashed, dreams are shattered, traditional parents nag blindly, real estate and savings are insatiable, children's education is tied to class and social status...Namo..."

The white figure used a spoon as a stick, tapping the Assassin Queen's forehead like a wooden fish drum, chanting incantations as if trying to stifle her own frantic thinking with the supreme scripture.

Want to show off? You'd better think about it!

I am the one who thinks!

"From a generally rational perspective, when a monk strikes a wooden fish, he is dispelling the distractions in his mind. You, on the one hand, are like a teenage boy experiencing morning erections, and on the other hand, you are solemnly tapping the head of a substitute..."

The black light that appeared out of nowhere had a strange mood.

"You look even more energetic than before, even though it's only been a few days."

Chapter 138 This Boyfriend...

I like girls with small breasts!

When you hold a girl like this in your arms, your hearts feel very close, and you can clearly feel the rhythm of your emotions. If her heartbeat quickens, your heartbeat will also quicken with joy, thinking how happy you are that she is. If her heartbeat slows down, your heartbeat will be uneasy, wondering what she is worried about.

Their heartbeats resonated with each other, transforming their joys and sorrows into a harmonious melody. No need for poetic embellishment, no need for acting to depict emotions, no need for bodies to dance like crabs to emphasize themselves; the moment they embraced each other was more powerful than any other form of expression.

That's right! This is the kind of beautiful girl I long for and admire!

"Can a girl with huge breasts do something this wonderful?!"

I loudly defended myself to the police in this way.

“Okay, I’m listening.” The policeman nodded expressionlessly. “So why did you harass elementary school students? Someone reported you for giving them lollipops every day.”

"Because only elementary school students are small-breasted girls."

I have a clear conscience and feel I have nothing to be ashamed of.

The police officer said coldly, "Your idea violates public order and good morals. If you continue to insist on this idea, I regret to inform you that I will detain you for ten days as punishment."

I said nonchalantly, "I want the flattest bed."

"No, you should think about it carefully. You actually like girls with big breasts."

The policeman suddenly said.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

I immediately denied it.

"Possibly! Very likely!" the police officer said seriously. "Since ancient times, women have used their breasts to breastfeed their offspring. It can be said that the breasts are a symbol of childbirth and reproduction. Therefore, big is good, big is beautiful, big is motherhood and gentleness. Even if you have forgotten the time you nestled in your mother's arms, your instincts are still calling out—you actually like big breasts!"

I couldn't help but waver and asked in return, "Is it true that it has always been so?"

"We can try to put ourselves in their shoes," the police officer explained. "As a man, would you prefer a smaller penis?!"

I was struck dumb, unable to refute: "But... but I definitely like girls with small breasts..."

"Completely wrong!" the policeman slammed his fist on the table and said in a trembling voice, "Humans have an instinct to protect their young. This instinct gives rise to a love for all kinds of small animals and petite children. Your dislike of small breasts is simply a distortion of this instinct by your human cognitive abilities, making you mistakenly believe that you like girls with small breasts! Your dislike of small breasts is simply an expression of your love for the weak!"

"Holding the other person in their arms, the tenderness of childhood surges into my heart like a tidal wave. Sadness, resentment, unwillingness, and pain all melt away in that vast embrace, making me drowsy. All intellect and memories are gradually swallowed up, leaving only pure joy and peace..."

"You must like girls with big breasts! No one can resist big breasts!"

After a round of criticism and education, I stumbled forward with doubts in my mind. Maybe I do like big breasts?

Yes, I like big breasts, so I found a girlfriend with big breasts.

Although she's picky and never considers my feelings, she has big breasts.

Although she was domineering and always made me back down on disagreements, she had big breasts.

Although she's talkative and often causes problems, she has large breasts.

Is bigger always right?

I felt lost. I knew it; I knew I wasn't happy.

I understand.

Dreams may be killed, but they will leave a permanent scar in your heart. Whether you mock yourself, despise them, reminisce about them, suffer from them, or look back without joy or sorrow, they will still be engraved in your heart. They are immortal!

Even if I am sentenced to prison, even if I am imprisoned in the lowest level of jail, I will still shout with fervent emotion—

"The little ones are cute too!"

The white figure stood in front of the door, raised his hands, and said in a trembling voice.

Yukino Yukinoshita, wearing her pajamas, glanced blankly at the living room and checked the clock to make sure it was only six in the morning.

I must be dreaming.

Otherwise, why would the older sister ask Bai Jun, "Is the older one cuter or the younger one cuter?", or why would Bai Jun shout, "The younger one is cute too"—such inexplicable things as that...

"Hey! Isn't the older one cute?!" Yukinoshita Haruno leaned against the door, arms crossed, feigning displeasure. "How can you not only not treat everyone equally, but also try to slap me on the head? And you want to be a scumbag like that?"

"You're just stirring things up, but the Hero is genuinely concerned! 9528, when you asked that question, the Hero gave you a look of envy and jealousy!" The white figure patted Yukino Yukinoshita's shoulder and said seriously, "Don't worry about things like this, and even more so, don't use technological means on yourself just to care about such things. Any pleasure and joy gained through overdraft will turn into future sorrow..."

The dazed look on Yukino's face gradually faded, and she clenched her fists tightly, confirming that this was not a dream. Her tone grew colder, and her killing intent rose: "Haku-kun! You came knocking on my door so early in the morning just to sexually harass me..."

"This isn't sexual harassment—it's about harboring pure dreams, yet being bound by conventions and the power of the law, unknowingly changing direction, following the vulgar instincts of the body, and finally looking back with a start, casting aside the approval of strangers, the restless pleasure, and the empty satisfaction, realizing that you've never been happy..."

Bai Ying described it with intonation and cadence, then asked doubtfully, "Isn't this depth?"

The depth of understanding you get from reading comprehension, right?!

Yukino Yukinoshita's fists were clenched so hard that even her usual morning grumpiness was turned on her by anger, especially early in the morning...

"Besides, we're already boyfriend and girlfriend, in a relationship, so how could there be any sexual harassment?" Bai Ying waved her hand and urged, "Anyway, hurry up and wash your face and brush your teeth, let's go for a run together!"

He's acting crazy first thing in the morning, I've really got a troublesome boyfriend!