Uneasy daily life

Yukino Yukinoshita gave a soft, harmless reprimand.

Even if Mount Tai collapses before you, you will not change color; even if a cat is playing in its sleep, it will not open its eyes.

An excellent person should do this.

Yukino turned off the lights, lay back down, and closed her eyes.

One sheep... two sheep...

As we all know, repetitive, mechanical work can make people drowsy, stifle creativity, limit the scope of thought, and gradually reduce mental capacity.

Ultimately, they either abandon their souls and ascend to physical immortality, becoming mindless and unfeeling humanoid machines, or they are unable to overcome their weariness and fall into a deep abyss of slumber.

Counting sheep also follows some mechanical principles, truly an ancient wisdom.

"Meow~"

The kitten meowed.

Thirty-two cats, thirty-three cats... no, it's thirty-four sheep...

The kitten paced around the pillow, and you could sense some movement.

Having a cat to fall asleep with is a kind of happiness...

Yukino Yukinoshita: Serene.

Huh? A gust of wind suddenly swept across my face?

Yukino Yukinoshita opened her eyes somewhat confusedly, turned her head and saw a cat with its head to the left and its rear end facing her.

The cat just turned around, and the eyes of the person and the cat met.

The kitten sat down, opened its mouth and meowed softly, "Meow~"

The demon used bewitching, dulling human thinking.

Yukino Yukinoshita didn't think much of it, straightened her head, and focused on closing her eyes to fall asleep.

puff--

The kitten that failed to clear the hurdle is stuck to Yukino's face.

Thank you, but I feel very uneasy.

Instead of sleeping in the middle of the night, you're doing hurdle exercises right next to my bed?!

What breed of cat are you? And I even named you Knight, are you some kind of professional knight who betrays his owner?!

Yukino Yukinoshita hardened her heart, picked up the struggling kitten, and put it on the bed. Given the kitten's athletic ability, it shouldn't be able to jump onto the bed.

Whew... I'm a little thirsty, I'll have a glass of water before I go to sleep.

Yukino left the bedroom, closing the door behind her to prevent the kitten from escaping.

As I walked from the master bedroom to the living room, I suddenly saw light shining through a crack in a door—not asleep yet? Are you a cat too?

Yukino Yukinoshita walked over, paused briefly to listen, and faintly heard the clattering of a keyboard coming from under the door.

Yukino Yukinoshita raised her hand and knocked on the door.

The keyboard clicks stopped, and footsteps approached.

Yukino Yukinoshita, with her hands tucked in, waited for the tenant to open the door.

Click—the door was locked from the inside.

"Miss, it's late, please go back."

The scholar's gentle voice said, "I have never saved a fox, nor a white crane, and I have a taboo against cats. I have no interest in transcending life and death. Although I have done good deeds and accumulated virtue throughout my life, I have not sought any reward. Sages say that doing good should be rewarded, so as to change customs and habits, and so that everyone can take this as a model and follow the example of superiors and inferiors. This is to promote good. However, I have no grand ambition to save the world. Doing good is my own private matter. I have no ulterior motives or desires. I only have one mind and act in accordance with the trend. That is all."

Yukino Yukinoshita said irritably, "Why aren't you sleeping in the middle of the night? If you're not waiting for the fox to repay your kindness, what are you waiting for? To be called out by the teacher and made to stand in the corner in class tomorrow?"

"You weren't sleeping either, were you?"

The white figure's voice rang out, followed by a mocking tone and a feigned realization: "Was the cat dancing on your head?"

Yukinoshita Yukino: "..."

“Brave warrior, heed my advice: becoming a servant of demons is no good path.”

The person inside, still harboring wicked intentions, advised: "The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, but there is always a shore to return to. Being a cat owner is nothing compared to the joy of virtually raising cats! You can fully experience the seductive side of the devil without having to look directly into the deep darkness! Even if you don't want to feel like you're in a different dimension, there are cat cafes and other devilish gathering places for you to enjoy yourself. You can fully experience the services of well-trained, skilled professional cats and enjoy the freedom of having a harem!"

"unnecessary!"

Yukino Yukinoshita decisively rejected the thief's proposal, but before leaving, she still asked curiously, "What time do you usually go to bed? Or are you having some inspiration today and planning to stay up all night?"

"My name is Shirokage, an objectively third-rate author, but subjectively a top-notch author, 97 years old. I am currently staying at Yukino Yukinoshita's house and am unmarried. I attend Soubu High School and get home no earlier than 5:30 every day. I have quit smoking and drinking, and I don't go to bed until 4:00 in the morning, ensuring I stay up for half the night."

"I don't drink anything before bed, I don't take a bath, I don't do any relaxing exercises to warm up, I just take off my coat and get into bed instantly, I can sleep like a baby without feeling tired. Occasionally I have creative mania, epilepsy and procrastination. The doctor is shocked by my composition and often asks me when I will die."

The white figure reached out and unlocked the door, saying, "Hero, you—"

Snapped.

At the other end of the corridor, Yukino Yukinoshita, carrying a glass of water, closed the bedroom door.

Click—the sound of the door locking.

Hmph, you want to win?

Not to be outdone, Bai Ying slammed the door shut and locked it from the inside, resulting in a draw.

Back in the chair that resembled a golden toilet, an iron throne, and a cage, I made the final revisions to the content, deleting some of the more outrageous parts, correcting typos, formatting it, and sending it to the client.

The playwright is probably still awake.

The ultimate evolution of creators may be becoming night owls.

As expected, the phone rang soon after.

The white shadow connects.

“White Shadow,” the playwright asked calmly, “how would you evaluate me? Please use nouns, pronouns, quantifiers, adjectives, and verbs to express your opinion.”

Bai Ying politely replied, "Trash, this bastard is a piece of trash, crawl away."

“Very well, you traitorous disciple who has mastered the art of stealing pigeons and cutting water.” The playwright’s politeness was in no way diminished. “So you really completed this play by yourself? So quickly? So steadily? What went wrong? I thought you had been possessed by Yoshikage Kira.”

"It was just an accidental touch on someone's hand—I perfectly controlled that impulse and channeled it into my writing," Bai Ying said casually. "What's the point of talking about a villain whose story is either real or not? Let's talk about the manuscript."

"I find it quite interesting that a fake villain in a comic book becomes real, or a real villain in real life becomes fake," the playwright commented. "This script is good enough to be turned into a fairly interesting play. At least the mouthpiece will definitely like this script. I'll transfer the payment to your account later."

"I'd really like to see this drama unfold before my eyes," Bai Ying asked. "Where have you all been wandering off to?"

"Still in Japan."

"Ok?"

“You searched for three years but couldn’t find Morioh and then gave up, but the leader thinks we can still try.”

"Seriously? You scumbag, I've already given up, but the leader's getting all excited?"

"There's no way around it, the older you get, the more stubborn you become."

"Aren't you worried about getting your beloved commander shoved down the toilet for making such a smear campaign against him?"

"It's alright, the commander isn't here—now it's your turn to badmouth the commander."

Scarlet Troupe's Survival Rules: If someone is not around, you should talk badly about them, and you should all talk together. If the other person doesn't join you in talking, it means they might be a tattletale.

"The leader is an old idiot. Do you think Morioh Town really exists?"

"The boss is a jerk client, always demanding backup scripts. Does he really think I'm a script-making machine? Morioh doesn't exist. In three years, what place in Japan haven't I visited? Do you really think that thing on you is Killer Queen, and that the person clinging to you is Kira Yoshikage?"

"The commander is a taste idiot. Unfortunately, if we eliminate all the impossibilities, no matter how unbelievable the remaining result may be, it is still a fact."

"The leader is a person of extremely refined taste, who takes into account all schools of thought, including Romanticism and Realism, and transcends the realm of technique to pursue the true meaning of beauty. He is worthy of becoming a star in art history. Come to think of it, there are too many similarities, but that comic is indeed just a comic."

"The regimental commander is a cold-faced but warm-hearted instructor who imparts knowledge, teaches skills, and resolves doubts—a model teacher. As the saying goes, Zhuangzi dreamed of being a butterfly; what is real and what is illusion? It's nothing more than this."

"The troupe leader embodies the beauty of art. Indeed."

"Commander, you are my lighthouse and direction, our guiding star, the epitome of dreams, so immortal and brilliant. I'm hanging up now."

Bai Ying decisively hung up the phone, cutting off any communication with the playwright.

Crimson Troupe Survival Rules Supplement: If you notice the troupe leader while speaking ill of him, finish your bad talk and immediately add a compliment. The troupe leader dislikes people who only say half-hearted things. Since it's impossible to know how long the troupe leader has been listening to the bad talk, to be on the safe side, the number of compliments should equal the number of bad talks.

It's 4 a.m. Time to sleep.

I originally wanted to talk about the newcomer 9527, but recruitment has nothing to do with playwrights, so I'll talk to the mouthpiece later.

The white figure lay peacefully.

……

……

Yukino Yukinoshita opened her eyes uneasily and got out of bed somewhat blankly, much like a zombie sitting up from a coffin.

I've forgotten what time I fell asleep last night, and I'm experiencing the long-lost feeling of sleep deprivation.

Yukino Yukinoshita picked up her phone from the bedside table. It was 6:45. It was time to get ready for school.

Rubbing her forehead to clear her head a bit, Yukino Yukinoshita turned her head and immediately saw a bunch of cats on the bed, and sighed helplessly.

Even a kitten can pry open the bedside table and jump onto the bed.

I vaguely remember the cat smearing my face several times while I was sleeping. Because I was too sleepy and my sleep was not completely interrupted, I think I subconsciously reached out and pushed the cat aside.

Cats are ultimately adorable, therapeutic, and can relieve stress and fatigue.

All these unexpected events were due to my lack of preparation.

Even if you're raising a cat, you should anticipate everything and do everything perfectly.

Yukino Yukinoshita strives to remain calm and composed.

She reached out and lifted the cat up, revealing the landscape painting on the bed sheet.

Consider this an early wash of the sheets...

Hopefully, the mattress wasn't too saturated.

Early in the morning, several tasks appeared on her to-do list. Yukino Yukinoshita got busy washing her face and brushing her teeth, stuffing the sheets into the washing machine, searching online for how to clean urine stains on the mattress, and preparing breakfast and lunch boxes—in order to 'return' the rent, she had to have two breakfasts and two lunch boxes.

Busyness propelled time forward, ticking away.

Bai Ying should be getting up by now, right?

As Yukino Yukinoshita hesitated about whether to call for help, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Someone knocking on my door so early in the morning... My mother's here?!

He was ordered to go home, severely reprimanded, confronted by Bai Ying, and lost his friends...

Yukino Yukinoshita's face turned pale, and her pupils shrank.

In short, let the white figure hide under the bed first—

"Yukinoshita, open the door! I don't have the key!"

The voice of the white figure drifted in faintly.

Chapter Sixty-Four: Very Evil

Bai Ying took a shower and walked into the living room, still carrying the morning heat. His body was damp, with traces of what could be sweat or water. After vigorously drying his slightly damp hair, it was styled in a jagged, angular fashion, which, combined with the boy's spirited and handsome face, made him truly a feast for the eyes.

Yukino Yukinoshita remained completely unmoved.

Lack of sleep, dealing with various things in the morning, the fatigue accumulated from yesterday's events, worry about the mother's unusual behavior, and having already fallen into all the pitfalls that first-time cat owners often encounter, leaving me feeling utterly exhausted... At this moment, the shyness one should feel towards the picture of a beautiful boy emerging from the bath is even less than the urge to make fun of it.

"You only take five minutes to shower?"

Yukino Yukinoshita sat at the table eating breakfast, trying hard to stay awake, but she still couldn't hide her drowsiness.

The white-clad figure sat down, smelling of shampoo and shower gel, and picked up a slice of bread to spread tomato sauce on it: "A rough man like me doesn't need to be marinated like a hero. It's enough if it looks presentable."

"..." Upon hearing this, Yukino Yukinoshita merely glanced at the other person, feeling that she was becoming more and more adept at this action. "What about your clothes? Don't you change your clothes after taking a bath?"

Bai Ying asked curiously, "When did you get the idea that I didn't change my clothes? As someone who focuses on strength, I don't have high requirements for character art, let alone for a male character's art. I don't even buy male character skins when I play games."