Uneasy daily life

Yukino Yukinoshita said calmly, "I would probably be happier if I could change you all to you."

The white figure solemnly raised both hands, palms forming claws, and slowly approached, chuckling sinisterly, "Hero, your cat is useless now."

Yukino Yukinoshita instinctively took a half step back, but suddenly a surge of confidence welled up inside her. She opened her bright eyes and said in a chilling tone, "What are you trying to say, Haku-kun? The cat can't control you anymore, do we need the police?"

"I didn't date anyone who was too long-term."

"?"

While Yukino Yukinoshita was stunned, a white figure swiftly reached out with both hands, pinching Yukino Yukinoshita's cheeks. The delicate and elastic feeling from the fingertips made her want to gently pull them apart. Her beautiful, cherry blossom-like lips pressed tightly together to avoid looking strange with the corners of her mouth being pulled open. Her bright eyes snapped back to attention and immediately sent out a strong condemnation.

"Not now, but what about later?" Yukino Yukinoshita shook her head, shook off Haku's hands, and said irritably, "After all, it's too long. I mean Angelina, she's someone who was confessed to by Haku, right? She may not have confessed to you yet, but I feel like she has those feelings for you. And the benevolent Haku wouldn't refuse, would she?"

"That's right! Every man's dream is to have a huge harem! A different one every day of the year!"

The white figure smiled and pulled a disc out of his pocket. He then squatted down in front of the television, preparing to put the disc in.

"#!"

Yukino Yukinoshita's eyes widened in surprise. She took a few steps over and bit her lip slightly. "In that case... one after another—how many will Haku-kun need to be satisfied? What am I to you, really..."

"An angry Yukino is one, a shy Yukino is another, a spoiled Yukino is yet another, and a jealous Yukino is yet another..."

The white figure looked up at Yukino Yukinoshita and mused, "I have a feeling that the hero has occupied a lot of the days."

Yukino Yukinoshita said in a muffled voice, "Don't try to coax me at a time like this. It's not sincere at all."

“I’m not trying to comfort you,” Bai Ying said, scratching her head. “Although I can understand what you’re thinking and why you make certain decisions, I’m still very surprised… A righteous and serious hero should not agree to multiple relationships and should gradually distance himself from them.”

"Everyone says you've made me strange." Yukino Yukinoshita suddenly paused, "Haku-kun, you..."

Bai Ying didn't speak, but looked at her with a slightly puzzled and scrutinizing expression.

“If you’re right and serious, then you should treat your feelings right and serious. After all, I’m the kind of person who will relentlessly pursue someone once I fall in love and never let go.” Yukino Yukinoshita couldn’t help but tilt her gaze slightly as she emphasized, “Besides, this is just dating—in the end, in the end, I’ll be the one who will be with you, Haku-kun, rightfully.”

"You don't even believe it yourself."

Bai Ying complained, "You realize that your attitude has softened, and you're gradually starting to accept multiple relationships, but you also hate yourself for starting to accept them. You like the feeling of being in love, but you can't help feeling uneasy about the existence of other 'love rivals'... Brave warrior, you no longer understand how to think about the future."

A long-lost feeling welled up inside me, like the shame of being stripped naked in broad daylight, along with some indescribable complex emotions.

Yukino Yukinoshita asked with a cryptic expression, "And what about Haku-kun?"

"Please, one of you is already insatiable, constantly twisting and making me untie you. Add the others, and lately I feel like they're all circling around me." Bai Ying sighed dramatically, looking quite tired and weary. "And one after another, I have every reason to suspect you're trying to murder me."

Yukino Yukinoshita's eyes brightened slightly. She raised her hand to smooth her hair and said calmly, "Isn't this all something Haku-kun brought upon himself? Where is the benevolent moon?"

"Although I like everyone, liking specific people... their names, appearances, and personalities, their ever-changing moods, breaking these down from the concept of 'person' and carefully observing any changes is a very time-consuming thing, perhaps taking a lifetime."

Bai Ying turned her head and continued fiddling with the disc: "Try to understand, this is my first time in a relationship, and I also want to know what it means to like someone in love."

"?"

Yukino Yukinoshita, somewhat puzzled, crouched down beside the white-robed figure, looking at him curiously, and asked pointedly, "First time in love? You know so many lewd and strange things, you must have been..."

"I was married in my past life, had children, and even grandchildren." Bai Ying turned her head with a smile. "Want me to use an old man's voice to talk to you about love?"

"Not interested." Yukino Yukinoshita scoffed. "After everything you've been through, Haku-kun doesn't look old at all. I suspect you're just spouting lies again..."

"I only lie for fun; I never lie about boring things."

Bai Ying said casually, "Don't think this is strange. Maybe it's because society doesn't allow it, or maybe I lived a narrow and indifferent life in my past life—my emotions were too vast and I couldn't let them go."

Yukino Yukinoshita was slightly taken aback, finding it somewhat difficult to understand.

Bai Ying gave an example: "Think about a violent teacher. If she needs a marriage, it's very simple."

"Oh……"

Yukino Yukinoshita responded, now that she understood a bit. She blinked her bright eyes, gently smoothed her loose hair, and said, "So, you don't know what 'like' means, Shiro-kun? Then as your girlfriend, I have an obligation to teach you..."

If I were to describe what I like, I could weave many brilliant words from my inspiration, but that wouldn't capture my feelings.

So what does it mean to like?

Perhaps I am right here.

Bai Ying looked at Yukino Yukinoshita squatting beside him, pushed the disc in, and said solemnly, "Then I'll have to trouble Yukinoshita Sensumi!"

"Hmm." Yukino Yukinoshita nodded slightly, correcting her, "You should call me Yukino-sensei—doesn't your pronunciation sound a little strange?"

"Really? Yukino Senni?"

"It's 'teacher,' not 'sensi.'"

"Yes! Yukino Sensei!"

I knew you weren't an obedient student!

Yukino Yukinoshita bit her back teeth slightly, making her cheeks puff out a bit. Only then did she remember the disc that Shiro had put in, and she couldn't help but ask, "What kind of disc is this?"

Bai Ying said in a deep voice, "Adult films."

"?!"

Yukino Yukinoshita was stunned for a few seconds, then suddenly stood up, her expression chaotic and flustered. Just as she was about to yell at her reckless boyfriend, she saw that the TV screen had already lit up. She looked at it even more nervously and frantically—on the screen, twelve golden lights intertwined to form the character "岁" (year), a very memorable opening.

Ugh?

"Pfft hahahahaha!"

A burst of exaggerated laughter erupted as the white-clad figure rolled on the ground, laughing hysterically. Amidst the intermittent laughter, he managed to squeeze out a few words of righteous indignation: "You low-class lecherous scoundrel, you're utterly unreasonable! What kind of chemical reaction has occurred between your brain and that yellow trash to produce such a stupid joke..."

"White! Fungus!"

Yukino Yukinoshita was exasperated, and her agitated emotions burst forth: "It's clearly you who's been yelling about all this nonsense lately! Thinking about weird things all the time! Hands, hair—anything, this is definitely not liking someone. You should reflect on yourself and correct your behavior!"

"Cough cough cough, is there any possibility..."

The white figure raised a hand and said earnestly, "It's precisely because I like the way the hero is both angry and shy, yet also earnest in trying to understand, and then finds things even stranger and can't help but overthink, that I occasionally throw out a couple of baits, waiting for you to take the bait yourself?"

Yukino Yukinoshita couldn't help but exclaim, "What kind of liking is this?!"

Bai Ying sat cross-legged on the ground, stroking his chin, and said, "Hmm... a feeling of liking someone who likes to bully them while they're young and innocent, because it's not fun to bully them when they grow up?"

Yukino Yukinoshita's eye twitched: "Did you learn this from your older sister? This kind of twisted stuff is not what I like!"

"Has your time become more fulfilling? Do you feel constantly energetic? Has your life become more interesting?"

Bai Ying suddenly asked seriously, "I hope that the person I like can cherish every moment of the experience and live each day as if it were life itself, rather than living life as if it were just each day—do you feel that way?"

"You perverted idiot, you only said those things on purpose after you'd finished teasing me..."

How cunning.

Yukino Yukinoshita gave the white figure a disgruntled look, then sat down on the sofa. She patted the spot next to her and said, "Shouldn't you sit with me when watching a movie?"

"Come on!"

Bai Ying got up and ran over, but before she could even put her bottom on the sofa, Yukino Yukinoshita suddenly blurted out, "Go turn off the lights."

"Let's go!"

I turned off the lights, sat on the sofa, and watched the movie that was playing on the screen. It was about the travels of a genius scholar in ancient times.

Hmm? Speaking of which, my plan to go to the movies with him didn't work out last time because of Feng Bin. Could this be...?

Yukino Yukinoshita tilted her head slightly, meeting the bright gaze of the white figure, as if one could hear a thunderous shout—Yukino sensei! Teach me what love is!

Well……

"Ahem." Yukino Yukinoshita moved a little closer and gestured to Shiro with her eyes, "Lean against the sofa."

Bai Ying leaned back on the sofa, adopting a relaxed posture, her eyes still bright and alert.

After a moment of hesitation and awkwardness, yet still with a brave and decisive air, she gently leaned her shoulder against mine, their bodies huddled together through their winter coats. Soon, not content with such intimacy, she tilted her head slightly, resting it on my shoulder, the fresh scent of shampoo wafting from her hair. Perhaps finding it awkward to watch a movie with her head tilted, she slid her head from my shoulder to my chest, her head brushing against my chin, her cheek pressed against my clothes. Now her entire head was visible, obscuring the shy joy within, only a voice feigning composure emanating from her.

"Hugging is the proper pose for couples."

"Yes! Yukino Sensei!"

The white figure responded loudly, reaching out to firmly embrace Yukino Yukinoshita, whose upper body was leaning against him.

Through winter clothes, there's not much to feel besides the weight, but that alone makes my heart flutter.

Yukino Yukinoshita's tense body slowly relaxed. While watching the movie, she asked, "If we hug like this, does Shiro-kun feel like it?"

"It seems a little bit." Bai Ying's voice came out hesitantly. "I guess winter is almost over, and the clothes are a bit too warm, making it hard to breathe. I should have changed into something lighter. It would be strange to take them off now... My relaxed body still feels reassuringly secure, and Bai Jun is holding me quite firmly... I hope his hands won't do anything weird. No, I just want to stay close to him quietly... Hmm, this position is a bit strange too. What if... what if he suddenly...?"

As she spoke, it became entirely Yukino Yukinoshita's voice.

"Bai Jun! I didn't ask you to tell me how I feel!"

Yukino Yukinoshita managed to choke out a sentence, then bumped the back of her head against the white figure's chest, complaining, "That's so unfair—you were peeking at me?"

"This is a reasonable deduction." Bai Ying raised her hand and tapped Yukino Yukinoshita on the back of the head. "You're just admitting it without being asked."

Yukino Yukinoshita didn't speak. Haku-kun's observation and reasoning abilities probably weren't superpowers. Perhaps they came from that vague past life? It wasn't that she wasn't curious, but being curious was useless. Even if Haku-kun told her, she would hardly understand, so she didn't ask.

Because I like Bai Ying, Bai Jun, and Bai Jun.

There's still a slight feeling of regret.

The sounds from the movie seemed distant. Was it Bai Jun's heartbeat through her clothes, or her own? A warm feeling spread from her heart to her body, turning into an unconscious gurgling sound from her throat: "Say you like me."

"Yes, you like me."

He touched his head with his palm, gently and playfully stroking it, his fingernails brushing through his hair and lightly scratching his scalp.

The itchy sensation travels deep into the heart, and the feeling subconsciously combines with the impression, transforming into a sentence that pops out of the tongue.

“I wash my hair every day, so you can’t scratch off any dandruff.”

"Huh? You were peeking at me?!"

"My speculation is reasonable; you're just admitting it without being asked."

Returning her earlier words, Yukino Yukinoshita gave a soft hum, realizing that she could occasionally guess Haku's thoughts correctly.

The current scene is indeed just as I had envisioned: in our spare time, the two of us would watch movies together on the sofa, share our opinions, and discuss the plot, always in a close, snuggling position—either I would be holding Bai Jun's arm, or I would be leaning on Bai Jun's shoulder, or Bai Jun would be holding my arm and leaning on my shoulder. Anyway, he's shameless and I'm sure he'd enjoy it...

Last time I was bothered by Fengbin, this time it was a success, but it's still not what I envisioned.

My ears, eyes, and brain all became lethargic, completely uninterested in the movie playing. I chatted idly, mostly about things that, upon closer inspection, were meaningless, their only purpose being to make myself happier without realizing it. I had clearly planned to have a sweet, romantic time watching the movie together, but this warm feeling welled up inside me, leaving my whole body feeling listless and unwilling to move.

Ah... I was just thinking of letting Bai Jun experience the feeling of liking someone through the actions of a couple...

If you get tired of something you like, how cold must it be?

The feeling of being in love must be very warm... like the tail of winter still clinging to your eyelashes, but already blown away by the spring breeze.

Hmm... Bai Jun needs to learn to like someone sooner rather than later. Liking someone is lucky, and being liked by someone is also lucky, so you get double the luck... Hmm, you're too lucky. You're not allowed to hook up with weird girls anymore... What normal girl would accept a relationship like that... That's right, as soon as you have a disagreement, you won't have time for anything else, hmph... Flirtatious, pervert, greasy jerk, idiot... Liking someone doesn't mean making dirty jokes... Hmm... Meow...

Yukino Yukinoshita leaned against his arm, her hands unconsciously wrapping around the white figure's arm. Her lips parted slightly as she slowly exhaled warm breath. Her fair cheeks flushed slightly from the warmth of the embrace, and her waist curled up slightly as if trying to squeeze herself as much as possible into the warm embrace.

It's just like a cat in winter. Under the stove where you've cooked, the ashes are piled up and give off a faint warmth. The cat crawls into the stove, curls up into a ball, tucks its paws under its belly, and closes its eyes to keep warm.

Back then, my favorite thing to do seemed to be squatting next to the stove poking the cat, and occasionally putting my hand under the cat's belly to warm it.

Bai Ying pondered, her gaze sweeping over Yukino Yukinoshita's slightly hunched neck and down to the hem of her clothes below her stomach.

Let's forget it, it would be terrible if it really was BOKI.

Speaking of which, having your legs dangling off the sofa and your upper body leaning against yourself like that—wouldn't that cause back pain?

Yukino is indeed someone who gets too caught up in emotions, and right now she looks like she's drunk and out of control, which is quite worrying in many ways—she's the little idiot most likely to disobey her aunt's orders.

Occasionally introduce her to some sex education, and as she gradually gets used to it, she will be more likely to stay calm in crucial moments.

Of course, watching her daydream, jump around in surprise, grind her teeth, and look at him with a cold eye is really amusing.

She reeked of alcohol; it was so strong it made me dizzy.

Let's take a look at this director's works first, to prepare for making movies later.

Bai Ying looked up at the movie, her right index finger still in Yukino's hair, her nail slowly scratching her scalp, the healthy hair roots creating a rustling sensation, the smooth, thick hair flowing and swirling around her fingertips like water.

You ask me, why did we rebel?

The protagonist, who was once a scholar, is still dressed as a scholar. He stands on the battlefield with his hands behind his back, and the enemy army in front of him collapses in a fan shape, like a reef standing in the sea, seemingly small and lonely, yet connected to the weight of the earth.

Opposite them were a man and a woman; the man held a long spear, and the woman dragged a heavy sword at an angle.

[When I first began studying literature, I achieved the highest rank in the imperial examinations within a year. My essay criticized the court for imposing new taxes, angering the emperor, and I was exiled. Later, I studied medicine and modified inexpensive prescriptions. When I was confronted by officials and merchants colluding to inflate prices, I angrily denounced them, leading to my conviction for counterfeit medicine and imprisonment. I was then conscripted into the army, where I practiced martial arts, fought valiantly, and received no military merit or pay. Gathering a crowd, I rebelled.]

The scholar proclaimed in a loud voice: "Full of flattering strategies on every page, how much benefit do these remedies for the world bring? Hot blood used to fill insatiable desires is not as good as beheading to cleanse the land!"

With a deafening explosion and a burst of flames, the scholar and the man and woman engaged in fierce combat. He fought against their swords and spears with his bare hands. The strong wind and heavy air stirred up the yellow sand. In just a few rounds, the scholar shattered the heavy sword with a palm strike and broke the spearhead with a punch.