Uneasy daily life

Forget it, I'll just write in my diary.

[Shoko is such a good girl, that's probably why her brother became a lolicon. There's nothing that can be done about it.]

That being said, it feels really awkward for my brother to go from a close male friend to a close elementary school friend... Thankfully, they weren't just friends.

Besides, Xiangzi is better than that Baiying!

I never knew Xiangzi had been hospitalized before. I hope she recovers soon and gets a lovely pet.

After a moment's thought, Azusagawa Kaede continued writing, somewhat bewildered.

Thinking about happy things makes me feel that meeting was a good thing, right? But if we hadn't met, Kaede's mother wouldn't have been so heartbroken, her father wouldn't have been so exhausted... and her brother wouldn't have had to take care of her while studying and working, right? Thinking about these things, I still think it would have been better if we had never met in the first place.

[There were happy things too: the name my brother gave me, the cat he gave me, sneaking into his bed and seeing his disgusted look, suddenly deciding to do a big clean and hoping for his praise... If we hadn't met, none of these things would have happened, so it's really good that we met... right?]

Xiangzi is a good kid, I'm not.

Azusagawa Kaede was staring blankly at the words in her diary, resting her chin on her hand, when she suddenly heard the sound of a door opening. Her dejected and worried face instantly lit up, and she excitedly got up...

Bridge Bean Sacks!

Familiar footsteps mingled with unfamiliar noises... and an intruder?!

Azusagawa Kaede instinctively stuffed the pillow into her arms, her face full of vigilance as she pressed her ear against the door.

Without a sound, the footsteps of the older brother and the stranger headed directly towards the older brother's bedroom. With the sound of the door opening and closing, the sounds afterward disappeared.

suspicious!

Could it be that white figure?!

……

……

bedroom.

Sakuta Azusagawa sat on the edge of the bed, completely bewildered, his mind blank, staring blankly as the girl wandered around his bedroom.

The other person had their hands behind their back, seemingly full of curiosity about everything in front of them. Sometimes they would peek out the window, sometimes they would stand on tiptoe to examine the decorations on the wall, and sometimes they would look down at the textbooks and homework scattered on the desk. Compared to the white dress she wore when they first met, she was wearing a short skirt and a jacket today, both in a soft beige color that perfectly matched her temperament.

"Can I take a look?" She turned around, smiled, and pointed to the wardrobe.

Sakuta Azusagawa simply looked at her.

"Hey—" A hand waved in front of Sakuta Azusagawa's eyes. "What are you looking at, Sakuta?"

"Ah... Miss Shoko."

Sakuta Azusagawa snapped out of his reverie, rubbing his chin thoughtfully, and said, "Although his height hasn't changed, his physique is even better than it was two years ago."

“I’m a college student now,” Ms. Shoko smiled slightly. “Sakuta has changed quite a bit too. Although he has suddenly grown a lot taller, he has become quite glib.”

"Please pinch me," Sakuta Azusagawa sighed. "I must be dreaming."

"Oh? What kind of dream was that?"

"If it were Shiro, he'd definitely say I was having a wet dream," Sakuta Azusagawa said, crossing his arms, taking a deep breath, and looking very serious. "If this is a dream, please make what follows even more spring-like!"

It doesn't look like a dream... Why?

Sakuta Azusagawa was a little unsure. Could it be that he had guessed wrong? Was Ms. Shoko a real person? Her transformation from a high school student two years ago to a college student now was a real trajectory. She just happened to look a lot like Shoko.

“A wet dream? That’s an embarrassing thing to say.” Ms. Shoko smiled without any embarrassment, then sighed, “I probably am indeed a dream-like thing—let me reintroduce myself, Sakuta, I am a person living in the future, my name is Makinohara Shoko.”

"You probably recognize me now."

Although similar speculations have been made before, is it really true? If it is...

Sakuta Azusagawa suddenly raised his hand and took off his shirt, revealing a scar on his chest. He touched the scar and said incredulously, "According to Yukinoshita's investigation, this scar is a trace of an autopsy..."

“Yes, that’s what happened to me. Although those things haven’t happened yet, it feels like a dream to me… You’ve really investigated things very thoroughly, and I can’t hide anything from you,” Ms. Shoko said softly. “In my future, you will die unexpectedly.”

"Wait!" Sakuta Azusagawa suddenly called out, rubbing his temples. "Shoko-san, what exactly is the future...?"

"Dreams, for you, never came. For me, it was also like a dream. If I had to say... for me, everything that happened was like a dream. The future seems to have many possibilities and many changes. I am like a little fish that occasionally jumps out of the water and is inadvertently reflected in your world—puberty syndrome gave this little fish the power to leap out of the water."

Shoko smiled and said, "Sakuta, actually, I didn't come here to see you, but because of Shiro."

"white?"

"In the future I see, he is not there. I can't sort out so many possibilities, and I don't know the reason. I just find that he has completely disappeared from many constantly changing futures."

Miss Xiangzi said worriedly, "This is a very unusual situation. Misfortune and fortune always accompany everyone, but Bai Che has completely disappeared..."

“I’ll inform him about this. Shiro will definitely have some clues. If he has any difficulties, I will help him without hesitation!” Sakuta Azusagawa suddenly interrupted Ms. Shoko and said seriously, “Ms. Shoko—please let me see your chest!”

"Sakuta, if you talk like that, people will think you're a pervert."

Ms. Shoko wore a gentle yet helpless expression. Although she said this, she unbuttoned her coat, revealing the white shirt she was wearing underneath. She sighed inwardly, bent forward, and gently pulled down the collar of her shirt, her gaze falling on Azusagawa Sakuta's tightly furrowed brows.

So you've realized it and started to worry... But you're the one who should have lived on.

"Does it look good?"

Miss Xiangzi stopped sighing and asked with a smile.

"Hmm... the ditch is bottomless."

Sakuta Azusagawa wore a satisfied expression, then added with a sarcastic remark, "As expected, the level of precision in anatomy and heart surgery is vastly different. Mine looks like I've been scratched by some tiger or lion, while Ms. Shoko's scar is narrow and thin, like a normal scar, and it even takes aesthetic considerations into account..."

boom.

Sakuta Azusagawa and Shoko instinctively turned to look at the doorway.

A pair of eyes peered nervously through the crack in the door. Realizing he had made a noise, he could only push the door open a little, revealing Azusagawa Kaede's embarrassed expression, her face flushed.

"Ah...uh..."

Sakuta Azusagawa was about to speak when he said, "Kaede..."

"What cleavage? Narrow and thin, look at the chest, aesthetics... Guaba..."

Azusagawa Kaede stammered, unable to continue, and shouted as she slammed the door shut, "I'm sorry! I shouldn't have eavesdropped! But I didn't expect my brother to order that kind of service—!"

"I'm so sorry to have bothered you!"

The sound faded into the distance with each footstep.

"Brother! You're gay! You lolicon! You perverted john!!"

She probably couldn't suppress her strong emotions, even though the sound of the door closing came from the other end and her sister's shouts were clearly heard.

Azusagawa Sakuta was stunned.

"Oh my?" Ms. Shoko stood up with a smile. "A gay lolicon? What has Sakuta gone through in just two years? How could he have grown and changed like this?"

"...So, does that make me a perverted customer? A high-class waitress?"

……

……

So where is she?

"They're gone. They probably went back to the future, just like before, so they disappeared from the present."

Bai Ying scratched his head: "This future doesn't sound like the kind of life we ​​lead, where we just drift through life. It's more like a vague sense of what's going to happen, but a lack of detailed experience? Wow, she can not only travel from the future to the present, but also observe the possibilities of the future? I want that superpower too!"

"That would be terrifying; the world would probably be in a state of utter chaos."

Sakuta Azusagawa responded listlessly.

written request for leave

Kaka ...

This is my last leave request; there's no turning back now. Just one click away!

I experienced a decline in energy, a blockage in my thinking, and a frustrating urge to just lie down and start writing. In short, I'll use my last day off to make do. As long as I wake up, inspiration will definitely come, and my computer will have a hundred more chapters of documents. It's like the mosquitoes I released in the summer returning in the winter to repay their kindness by writing.

Goodnight, go lie down!

Chapter 43 Once I say it, it's not a lie!

A wonderful life begins with a holiday.

When you relax and can think aimlessly about anything, you only feel alive when you're idle.

Only in such moments do we feel like we're not an NPC, only behaving in the corresponding way in the corresponding scene—students are reading, adults are working, the elderly are waiting for the sunset. Humans just keep repeating life like this, so that they don't feel stupid or strange.

The moment when humanity proves itself not to be an NPC (non-player character) is when it performs actions that are not repetitive; those abnormal behaviors that break the cycle are the meaning of life.

Therefore, the meaning of life is to sleep in late.

The best years of youth should be spent sleeping in, because the chance to sleep in later will be very rare, if not nonexistent.

……

Hachiman Hikigaya casually wrote his spring break homework in Japanese, happily tossed his pen aside, and lay down on the sofa to start playing video games.

laid back.

My adorable little sister isn't home; she's gone out to play with her friends. She can arrogantly turn on the TV but doesn't watch it, just listen to the sound.

free.

Pick up the Komachi no jelly from the refrigerator, slurp it into your mouth, and enjoy its chewy, bouncy texture and watermelon flavor.

Comfortable.

"Hmph... This is indeed the life that belongs to me."

Hachiman Hikigaya let out a sinister laugh, drawing a cold stare from the house cat in the corner.

"Life away from school is just so great! No more annoying requests, no more silly kids in the classroom who are good at playing friend games, no more noisy and restless celebrations of youth, and no more super idiots who constantly egg on the 'popular' kids!"

Hachiman Hikigaya chewed the jelly with more gritted teeth.

Holidays are indeed the meaning of life, even though there are only a few days left of that meaning... Compared to the days of being dragged around to fireworks displays during summer vacation, now is the real holiday!

It seems the club president has already fallen into a bizarre and chaotic world of youth, hasn't he? After all, Yukinoshita can't keep secrets at all, and the club president has been causing so much trouble at school. I bet the club president spends most of his time filming movies, writing light novels, and stirring up trouble centered around Yukinoshita or Sakurajima-senpai...

In other words, now that I'm safe, I can fully enjoy a solitary, leisurely, and lazy life throughout the spring break.

What a wonderful day!

Hachiman Hikigaya played the game, sighing with emotion.

Foolish youth, absurd romance, losing freedom in the tug-of-war of interpersonal relationships—even a club president isn't immune, right? It's more likely that Yukinoshita is too assertive and proactive; after all, in occasional conversations, she's described herself as the type who relentlessly pursues relationships, plus there's Sakurajima-senpai...

Tsk tsk tsk, I can already foresee the scene of rivers of blood.

After losing a game, Hachiman Hikigaya clicked his tongue slightly, then turned off the game to calm himself down—losing a game is normal, winning is the exception, so he wasn't angry.

Sigh... I'm feeling a bit bored for some reason. There haven't been any online forums or discussions on the minister's accounts lately. When will there be some online battles? I can always prepare some snacks and sit back and watch the online drama unfold. It's so much fun.

After all, among the minister's haters are a series of conflicting camps, including Mai Sakurajima fans, Mai Sakurajima haters, Night Eater fans, Night Eater haters, minister fans, minister haters, and so on.

The more complex the composition, the more visually appealing the bonds.

Ding dong.

[Yuigahama: Hachiman, are you free lately?]

[Hachiman: There are only a few days left before school starts, right?]

[Yuihama: Uh... come to think of it, school only has a few days left before it starts, catching up on homework must take a lot of time!]

[Hachiman: I just finished my Japanese homework.]

[Yuihama: How about we do our spring break homework together?]

[Yuigahama: It's a pity that Koyuki is at her hometown and can't participate.]

[Yuigahama: Shiro... well, Shiro must have already finished his homework, so I won't bother him.]

[Yuihama: Your place or mine?]

Such a rapid typing speed, typing one line after another, leaving no chance for anyone to interrupt.

Hachiman Hikigaya leaned back slightly... "The truth is revealed when the map is unrolled," but where is your map?

What is this guy thinking? He's already been rejected after confessing, and they've maintained a friendship through a series of events, but now he seems ready to pull himself together and make another move...