Uneasy daily life

As someone who marries into another family and changes their surname, there will inevitably be some gossip, but knowing that I am happy is enough.

Running the construction company well, providing a comfortable life for my family, cultivating political relationships as a member of parliament, and upholding the reputation of the Yukinoshita family as its spokesperson are all promises I made to my father-in-law, who has now retired and moved to the countryside, and my own vows.

I love my wife and my two lovely daughters!

These adorable girls are the three goddesses of our family!

Therefore, it's perfectly normal to quietly switch the TV to the channel favored by the goddess and say goodbye to the youthful and beautiful broadcaster.

The president's work went smoothly, as did the pointless political squabbles. If there was anything going wrong, it was probably the minor friction between the three goddesses.

"Honey, your favorite meeting is about to start."

Yukinoshita's father reminded Yukinoshita's mother, who was fiddling with her phone.

"Um……"

At home, Yukinoshita's mother softened a bit; her hair, which had been tied up, was let down, revealing its smooth, black color, and her dignified expression, which she always maintained, became more serene.

"Could it be some big news?" Yukinoshita's father asked curiously. "Which immoral person has been framed and brought down? Or is someone else engaging in academic jargon fraud... I mean, propaganda?"

Yukino's mother was a little distracted and took a moment to reply, "I was wondering if I should call Yukino."

Yukinoshita's father paused for a moment and glanced out the French windows.

The sun didn't return the way it came.

Could it be that the goddess has changed her personality and wants to show more obvious care for the younger goddess?

"I think we can fight."

Yukino's father, with the gentle demeanor of a loving father playing games with his child, said kindly, "A car accident like this can indeed have some impact on Yukino. Otherwise, she wouldn't have moved out. After all, when the accident happened, Yukino couldn't have predicted whether the car hit a person, another car, or whether it was a serious accident. It's normal to have psychological trauma from such a sudden accident..."

Yukinoshita's mother frowned: "It's just a minor accident. At most, she bumped into the back of the seat in front of her due to sudden braking. What kind of psychological trauma could she possibly have? If she has any trauma from something like this, it just means she's not mature enough!"

"That's right! As the daughter of the prestigious Yukinoshita family, such a small problem should be insignificant. If she can even develop a psychological trauma from this, then she is too cowardly and lacks training!"

The kind and loving father instantly transformed into a stern old man who drew out seven wolves, while Maitreya Buddha blinked and glared fiercely like a Vajra.

Didn't you eventually agree to let Yukino move out and live alone? Of course, I would never dare to say that out loud, otherwise Detective Conan would release a new episode tomorrow: "The Murder of the Councilor at Yukinoshita's Old House!"

The great goddess hasn't changed.

Under the snow, the father glanced out the window—it was indeed the sun's fault for not returning the way it came; this is a major demerit for you.

"That's true, we should look into it..."

Yukinoshita's mother seemed to have finally found the thread, deftly dialing the number while her gaze fell on the television program that had just started.

Yukinoshita's father sat upright, his face serious as he watched the meeting scene broadcast on television, as if he were learning, elevating himself, and striving to become the ultimate figure in politics.

While pondering those official documents that can do nothing but deceive people, while listening to politicians' promises that they can do anything but fulfill their duties, while realizing that nothing exists except for a bright future and a promising future.

Meanwhile, I strained my ears, trying my best to imagine myself as having super hearing, to catch the conversation between the goddess and the little goddess.

"Mother...Mother...Is something the matter so late?"

Ah, the voice of our beloved goddess, which we haven't heard from her for almost three months.

A sense of peace arose in the father's heart beneath the snow.

After a few seconds of silence from the mother, the other person also fell silent.

Like two blizzards battling each other, the tranquility was shattered in the blink of an eye, and the father silently rubbed his forehead beneath the snow.

What a familiar scene! Even through a phone, it would freeze you to death. If there were no phone, it would be a scene I've watched for almost ten years: the great goddess, with an imposing aura, pointing and gesturing, while the little goddess is meek and submissive, not daring to utter a word.

Yukinoshita's mother spoke, her calm tone concealing a seriousness.

"How's your study going lately?"

"Fortunately."

Are you getting used to living alone?

"no problem."

"How about going home for a couple of days this weekend?"

"I... I'm going to the private school, so I'm not going home."

“Alright then…” Yukino’s mother paused slightly and asked, “The car accident has been taken care of, so you don’t need to worry.”

"Ah."

Still so useless.

However, these issues are not the most important ones anyway.

Yukino's mother asked, seemingly casually yet meaningfully, "Yukino, have you made any friends at school?"

The voices on the other end seemed to disappear, and after two seconds of silence, a sudden shout rang out: "Yes, yes!"

The little goddess seems a bit flustered... Yukinoshita's father frowned, his gaze becoming puzzled.

"It's good that you've made friends. I was really worried that you'd end up like you were in elementary school..."

"Will not……"

The little goddess's voice faded away.

Hey hey! You're a goddess, you were pretty much the same back in school. The only difference between you and the "little goddess" was that you stood up for yourself and became the queen of the class.

In the snow, the father reminisces about the past... Wait a minute! Where's that friend? Tell me more! Let me see if he's some hero who wants his neck massaged with my guillotine to treat his cervical spondylosis!

"Speaking of which, who are your friends? Did you become friends with Hayato?"

That's a good question from the goddess! Hayato, that kid... although he's a good kid, imitating adults and using the methods of people in their thirties or forties to deal with the problems of teenagers will likely create rifts that won't be easy to resolve.

The father sighed inwardly under the snow.

“My friends… Hikigaya and Yuihama. Hikigaya is the boy who was hit by the car, and Yuihama, the dog’s owner, is a girl.”

Hikigaya—Oh, that boy, I visited him when he was in the hospital. After all, I'm the face of the family, and it wouldn't be right for me not to handle the situation since Yukinoshita's car hit someone.

Very well, I'll prepare a Hachiman-kun guillotine later!

The passage makes no mention of Hayato, whom the goddess mentioned. It goes beyond simply lacking the will to reconcile and forgive; he can be categorized as utterly disliked.

After all, to the little goddess, that was someone who betrayed her trust.

The father, beneath the snow, pondered with lightning speed.

"I see..." Yukinoshita's mother drawled slightly, "Being able to make friends means you've made some progress, which is not bad."

"……Um."

The father had a slight stomachache under the snow.

A reformed prodigal son, a rising star, a political genius, and a powerful company president, yet he is utterly incompetent when it comes to family matters. Alas—no one is perfect after all.

"That's settled then. You should strive to improve yourself."

"Ok."

After hanging up the phone, a faint smile flickered across Yukinoshita's mother's face.

Yukinoshita's father was a little confused. Was there something in their conversation that would make the goddess happy? Could it be that the little goddess had made a friend?

That's true... The two people involved in the car accident became Yukino's friends. Regardless of who took the initiative to reach out, it shows that Yukino has gained the friendship she lacked from her peers.

Because of Hayato's reckless actions, the person Yukino now considers a friend of a friend is probably not just an ordinary friend; something must have happened in between—but in that sense, that Hachiman is a thoroughly dangerous individual…

Very well! For Yukino's sake, let's upgrade Hikigaya's guillotine to a pig's head guillotine!

Yukinoshita's father smiled kindly as he discussed the contents of the meeting that was playing on the screen with his wife.

A dark fire had ignited in his heart, and within that fire was a photo of a dead-eyed boy he had met a few times.

……

……

Phew... Didn't Mother notice? It seems she really just made a phone call to me?

No, impossible! How could that person call her daughter? She always comes directly to pressure her face-to-face!

Why did this woman suddenly make a phone call?

Yukino Yukinoshita was a little flustered, and some impolite thoughts kept popping into her mind, but she couldn't care less about being impolite now. She tried her best to analyze, ponder, and think.

First, we can rule out the possibility that the mother knew about her and Bai Ying's temporary cohabitation.

In that situation, the mother would have stormed the door instead of calling.

But other possibilities... I can't think of anything that would make that seemingly tolerant but actually domineering woman make a phone call.

Yukino could only attribute the reason to her mother's whim. After touching the disc-shaped Knight, she slowly calmed down.

Go to sleep.

I've had enough to do today; I'm exhausted.

Turn off the lights, lie down in bed, cover yourself with the blanket, and close your eyes.

Clear your mind of thoughts. Although some ideas may flash through your mind from time to time, an excellent person should be able to maintain a strict routine no matter what the circumstances.

If there are various reasons why you can't sleep, you should try your best to fall asleep instead of giving up and staying up all night.

Yukino gradually calmed down beneath the snow.

Consciousness gradually faded...

Hmm? It looks like something crawled over my head...

Ok……

Ok?

Something crawled over my head!

Could it be that bugs or even rats have gotten into the house?!

Yukino Yukinoshita suddenly woke up, sat up abruptly, and reached for the light switch.

Snapped!

"Meow~"

Knight lay on the blanket, tilted his head, and let out a soft cry.

It's a cat...

Yukino Yukinoshita breathed a sigh of relief. She checked the time and it was only 1 a.m., so it could be considered that a new day had just begun.

etc--

Yukino Yukinoshita rubbed her forehead, straightening her weary thoughts.

A meaningful remark and a pie chart-like expression appeared.

She looked at the cat, whose face was completely innocent and who had slept well beforehand.

Humans need to sleep, but cats are wide awake.

A new day, a new challenge.

Chapter Sixty-Three: Ecological Conflict, Act Four

Cats, magical creatures with ancient blood, are different from humans. If hunting in ancient times was a war of attrition and a matter of overwhelming the enemy with numbers, then hunting in cats is an explosive, decisive battle. Therefore, in order to conserve energy, they have a habit of sleeping for an average of more than ten hours a day.

They eat, sleep, wake up to hunt, eat again, and then sleep again, greatly saving energy consumption.

Eating is for living, and fishing is also for living; this is the wisdom of survival.

So, Knight, why aren't you asleep yet?

Yukino Yukinoshita gently patted the kitten's head.

The kitten excitedly reached out and pawed at her hand, letting out a soft meow.

"I'm not playing with you..."