Uneasy daily life

"Quack, quack, quack——"

The white figure laughed wildly a few times, then suddenly his expression changed. After being brutally beaten, his stomach felt like it was churning.

This is like quantum collapse; when you don't observe it, everything is full of possibilities, but when you observe its existence, the future converges into an inevitable outcome.

Holy crap! What a vicious stick figure! Such ruthless tactics are hidden within seemingly ordinary punches and kicks!

"Stickman! You're so mean!"

"Damn it! You actually think you can defeat me this way?!"

"Man can be destroyed, can die, but can never be defeated!"

"How hateful that I have fallen from the peak of the Ninth Revolution of Mild Spicy Realm, and today I suffer this humiliation!"

I can't hear you, I can't hear you, I can't hear you...

Feng Bin and Hua's awkward little faces tightened. They closed their eyes, covered their ears, and frantically cleared their brains, regretting that they had somewhat walked into a trap, ending up in a situation where they could not talk back, could not move, and could only be tortured and berated unilaterally.

My body felt relaxed, but my sense of shame exploded, and I felt numb.

Ugh! I want to die!

The white figure is dying.

If I hadn't challenged the authentic spicy hot pot, and hadn't tried to directly ascend to the extra spicy realm and regain my past life's power, I wouldn't have ended up in a situation where I was almost begging for mercy, telling the stick figure to hurry up!

No way! People thrive when they move, but trees die when they're moved; there's still hope on the other side!

Thankfully, the stick figure didn't close the door, although the "Hero Plus" was probably in a state of demonic possession as well...

The white figure stepped into the house and saw Sakurajima Mai entering the living room from the other end, looking around. She was instantly overjoyed and walked over calmly, saying, "The stick figure is in my house. Even the Hero Plus failed to break through his realm by force?"

Mai Sakurajima rolled her eyes dismissively: "You should eat less oily, spicy, and salty food, you hater, and maintain a healthy diet..."

"Hmph! A true warrior should face the agonizing numbness in their legs and the excruciating pain head-on..."

The white figure remained expressionless and strode past Mai Sakurajima.

Now, while she's not looking...

Sakurajima Mai stepped forward.

The two gazed at each other silently, though they were so close, it felt like they were worlds apart.

"Wait two minutes," Mai Sakurajima said calmly. "Just wait two minutes in the living room."

The white figure didn't answer, and charged forward like a pig.

Sakurajima Mai stretched out her arms to stop him, a sudden unease creeping into her heart. Had she turned on the ventilation? Had she sprayed enough air freshener? Had she cleaned it properly to the point of looking like it hadn't been used at all? For a moment, she couldn't think of anything: "Wait! Hater-kun, have some consideration for a girl's dignity!"

"What's the point of this 'gentlemanly and ladylike' reserve that everyone in the dorm has on the first day of university?!"

The white figure resisted the pulling and tugging, shouting in a resounding voice, "Let me have access!"

"Wait for me, just a moment!"

Mai Sakurajima tried to calm him down, then turned around to look at him first. With a straight face, she teased in a relaxed tone, "Is the hater a pervert?"

I love everything about you!

"Shut up, you pervert!"

Step on my foot!

"Isn't it you who forced me to make such a perverted statement?!"

My affections for my children have ruined my important plans!

Bai Ying's expression suddenly changed, from agitation to serenity. His eyes were filled with sadness as he stared unblinkingly at the flustered Sakurajima Mai.

Mai Sakurajima was stunned.

It's now!

The white figure overtook Mai Sakurajima in an instant and rushed straight into the toilet.

The door slammed shut.

Mai Sakurajima was disheveled in the wind, raising her hand to rub her forehead.

Hmm... Ah, you're boyfriend and girlfriend now, this kind of thing isn't a big deal, it's just a small matter.

Yes, they're all minor matters. Stay calm! Be composed! Show the maturity of an older person!

That being said, to avoid the haters spouting nonsense later, let's go to the other side.

Sakurajima Mai felt inexplicably guilty and quickened her pace to leave.

The period around the New Year was truly lively.

……

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"The innocent teenagers have not yet experienced the unhappiness that should come with the holidays, nor the gloom and pain of working overtime. They are obsessed with the New Year's money they receive and happy with the sumptuous meals at home, until today—school starts!"

"The third semester, also known as hell! Nothing but trials! This short month exists solely for the final exams!"

"Final exam, not midterm exam, not opening exam, not semester exam!"

"Brave warrior, the moment has come to decide whether the Aid Department or the Service Department is stronger, by risking the lives of the desperate chef and his subordinates!"

Bai Ying issued a PK challenge.

"Bai Jun, I will not acknowledge a commission that you made on your own."

Yukino Yukinoshita calmly flipped through the book: "If you count it up, the Service Club has completed six requests, while the Assistance Club has only completed five. The third semester only lasts a month, and everyone is preparing for the final exams, so it's basically impossible for them to come and make requests. Our bet is for another academic year... So why should I accept a challenge from a loser who looks like a gambler when the outcome is already decided?"

Bai Ying turned his head and said, "My subordinate, immediately entrust me with improving your grades so that you can become a brother that Komachi can be proud of!"

Hachiman Hikigaya: "I refuse. All I need is my little sister Komachi, whom I can be proud of."

Bai Ying's eyes sharpened, and she turned to stare at Yui Yuigahama: "You know what I want to say, right?"

Yui Yuigahama promptly moved her chair closer to Yukino Yukinoshita.

Yukino Yukinoshita had a slight smile in her eyes as she said calmly, "Shiro-kun, you should call me club president next semester."

White Shadow: "Brave warrior, you're afraid. You fear failure and fear fighting. You're afraid of the white silk dog-ear suit. You're afraid of losing to me, so you dare not challenge me!"

"What a pointless provocation," Yukino Yukinoshita said, looking down at her book. "It seems Haku-kun has run out of tricks."

Bai Ying sighed and said seriously, "Brave warrior, we should fight fairly, instead of like in chess, where we repeatedly checkmate someone with a slight advantage, which is meaningless."

Yukino Yukinoshita said softly, "It's no use suddenly becoming serious."

"Excellent! The hero has evolved to this level, which makes me want to give it my all!" The white figure clapped and shouted with great enthusiasm, "Let's settle this with the final exams!"

Yukino Yukinoshita lowered her eyes, her tone indifferent: "It's no use trying to fool people by putting on airs."

"Damn it! Since things have come to this, we have no choice but to resort to drastic measures!"

The white figure suddenly stood up and walked towards the door: "Attracting customers is a piece of cake!"

White fungus! Stupid protein fungus!

Could it be that he's really thinking about something strange like fighting? What a hot-blooded idiot! How could a minister possibly have such inexplicable power!

Although my sister later learned some more about it, it seems that nocturnal emissions are normal for teenage boys, and it just needs to be moderated...

What am I thinking about! Read your book, read your book, don't look at Bai Jun, or I'll be dead!

That wretched sister of mine! She's deliberately trying to make fun of me. I need to get rid of that twisted hobby of hers soon!

Snowflakes under the snow calm my mind as I flip through my study guide.

Hit you? Don't even think about it, hmph.

Chapter Six: A lighthearted novel!

Once upon a time, there was a kind-hearted little fairy whose favorite thing to do was help others.

Today, he wandered the bustling streets, hoping to grant others' wishes, but the passersby only cared about where they needed to go, burying their joys and sorrows in their hearts, avoiding the little demon at all costs, and refusing to stop for a moment.

"On earth, under the starry sky, those who are in distress, troubled, and confused, tell me about your worries and troubles that you cannot let go of, and I will bring you laughter! Your happiness is my happiness!"

The little fairy, having expressed her wish, came before the Queen: "Your Majesty, please tell me your troubles!"

"I have no worries, please climb as far as you can."

The Queen responded coldly.

“You have it!” the little fairy pleaded earnestly.

"Are you going to bring up the prince again?" the queen said haughtily. "What I want, I will get myself; I don't need your help!"

"Your Majesty! Don't you want to take the princess into your fold? Don't you want to use your desire to add color to her pure whiteness? Don't you want to hold a maid in one arm and the princess in the other? Ah! The desire to get close to what you love and protect it tightly behind your back—this is the proof of Your Majesty!"

The little fairy, with a melodious and sincere tone, advised, "Your Majesty, you wouldn't want the princess to dislike you, would you?"

The Queen scoffed dismissively, "Threaten me? What can you possibly do about it?"

Little fairy: "You secretly mocked the princess for being flatter than you! You don't want me to tell the princess, do you?"

The Queen was furious and, with a command, the maids drove the little devil out of the palace.

He resorted to violence out of anger and embarrassment; what a cold-blooded and cruel person he is!

The poor little imp could only turn to others: "Does anyone need help? Didi is calling for help online, does anyone need help?"

He spotted the violent teacher smoking under a big tree and was overjoyed: "Violent teacher! What's bothering you? I can help you solve your problems!"

"You're quite annoying." The violent teacher wasn't very friendly. "Please resolve this."

“I have a simple heart that wants to help others, why are you so harsh on me? But it doesn’t matter,” the little fairy said tolerantly. “A warm heart should never be extinguished. Sincere dialogue and offering help can make friends with anyone, even if others see me as an oddball or absurd. This is still the person I want to be!”

The violent teacher was moved: "That's true, but I really don't have any troubles that require help... Wait a minute, you didn't realize you were falling behind in the competition and are now frantically trying to recruit more people, did you?"

“Those things aren’t important,” the little fairy said earnestly. “Don’t you worry about getting lung cancer and having a short lifespan? Don’t you worry about not meeting someone you can connect with and getting married soon? Don’t you feel jealous when you see couples being affectionate? You clearly have a lot of worries!”

The violent teacher was so moved that he extinguished his cigarette and chased the little devil a thousand meters away.

People haven't lost their troubles and difficulties, yet they don't even want to ask for help. Why is that? The little elf felt the cold. He stepped on the snow, hid in a corner to avoid the wind and snow, and couldn't help but feel sad. He struck a match and lit it.

A gentle voice emerged from the light.

"This means that people don't have too many worries, isn't that a good thing?"

The little fairy said sadly, "I've reflected on it, and it's their fault. They clearly have troubles but refuse to ask me for help!"

The firelight flickered gently: "Do you still remember why you wanted to help others?"

"Why... because I want to make the world more interesting. A sad world can't be interesting!"

"Yes, that's your original intention. It's not about being obsessed with helping others, but about having a good ending. So isn't it a good thing that no one asked for your help? Should you betray your original intention just because of a momentary competitive spirit?"

"That's right, you're right..."

The little fairy suddenly realized something, slowly stood up, and rallied: "If you want to win, your original aspirations are just a burden!"

"Ugh?!"

A surprised and astonished voice emerged from the firelight.

"If you all have no worries, then let me become your worries! For victory, I'm willing to abandon my original aspirations!"

The white figure grinned maliciously as it turned its head: "Let's start with you! Too long to read!"

Angelina decisively raised the light novel to cover her face; if she couldn't see it, she didn't see it!

"This is wrong!" Chitanda Eru exclaimed.

Bai Ying sighed. This person, who took even a half-joking remark with utmost seriousness, really did look quite like someone who was serious. He smiled and said in a resounding voice, "I think that's absolutely right!"

“No!” Chitanda Eru retorted, “If Uncle Haku is a problem for everyone, why would anyone ask him to solve their problems? They would definitely ask Yukinoshita to solve them! Even if Uncle Haku wanted to win, his method would actually be helping Yukinoshita, wouldn’t it?”

"Tsk, now that you mention it, you're right." Bai Ying stroked her chin and looked up. "So, what are your worries? Final exams are approaching, you must be hoping for improved grades, right?"

Chitanda Eru thought for a moment, then shook her head and said, "No, my studies are going quite smoothly."

Bai Ying nodded repeatedly: "It's good that everything went smoothly, it's good that everything went smoothly..."

Houtarou Oreki succinctly said, "I'm very happy, thank you for your concern, the door is over there."

Bai Ying turned her head kindly: "Are you really not troubled?"