Uneasy daily life

I met a freshman girl who enrolled this year. She's cute, but even cuter to me.

Lively, kind, and energetic, she exudes a vitality that always makes me smile.

When I met her at the social gathering, I couldn't help but pay attention to her every move, but I tried hard to restrain myself so that others wouldn't notice that I was watching her. This feeling was particularly contradictory.

Perhaps it was lust at first sight, or perhaps it was just a whim, but she became a special person to me.

But I'm a senior in high school, and she's a freshman. It's only a two-year difference, just two years, but in the rules of society, there's a huge chasm between us.

Reason tells me not to do anything, not to reveal these feelings, because it will definitely lead nowhere.

Emotion beats reason to a pulp—if reason only teaches you how to swallow bitterness, then what's the point of reason?

I think what they said about feelings is true.

I need to confess my feelings. I must tell her how special she is to me.

Even if there's no result, shouldn't we at least leave behind a seed?

I composed myself, displaying the usual calm and composure befitting a senior, and asked to meet her alone.

She was late.

From excitement and eagerness to doubt and hesitation, perhaps with a touch of self-mockery and bitterness... maybe this is a tactful way of saying no.

I suddenly realized something was wrong. I only asked her to meet me alone, but I didn't text her to confess my feelings. What kind of fool would confess their feelings via text message?

What trouble did she encounter?

I hurried toward her classroom, but there was no one in the hallway. My footsteps became hurried in my anxiety.

The classroom door, which should have been closed during club time, was open at the moment, so I went over and looked inside.

She was riding on a boy's back, looking at me with a panicked expression...

"STOP!"

Koga Tomoe, filled with shame and indignation, shouted, "That's not how it works! It's clearly Maezawa-senpai who's acting so strangely. We've only had meals together a few times, and we haven't really spoken much, and suddenly he asked me to confess! How frivolous! And the confession was terrifying too. He cornered me against the wall with one hand and said he liked me, it felt like he was coercing me! Isn't this Maezawa-senpai's fault? Why do I suddenly become a strange girl the moment you open your mouth! Senpai! Who is this?! You guys be the judge!"

Sakuta Azusagawa tilted his head and said, "Um... I don't have many friends, only two at school, and I don't know the Maezawa-senpai you mentioned."

“I’m not called that, I’m called Anxinyuan Angelina, just call me 9… oops! Angelina is fine.” Angelina complained, “Anyway, teenage boys are all idiots who don’t think much, right? If a idiot is in the first year of high school, isn’t he still an idiot in the third year? The idea that seniors should be calm, reliable and able to solve everything is just wishful thinking.”

“That’s right. In the end, you’ve just joined a social circle, but you don’t really know the other people in the circle, do you?” Bai Ying said earnestly. “When you encounter trouble, you would rather turn back time than ask others for help—you are still all alone, you’ve just found a place to stay.”

Tomoe Koga froze in her seat, feeling a chill run down her spine. She couldn't help but protest, "But... but I don't like Maezawa-senpai..."

Bai Ying raised an eyebrow and said, "But you didn't refuse either."

"But if I refuse, it will be really awkward!" Koga Tomoe exclaimed in frustration.

“But you might have hurt them, especially in such a shocking way,” Bai Ying said with a smile. “What if they genuinely like you and want to confess their feelings? Shouldn’t you reject them honestly and fairly? Or do you think you can ignore their feelings just because you think they’re a bad person?”

Koga Tomoe remained silent, scratching her head in frustration. After a moment of hesitation, she finally said, "This is so annoying! Things are already like this..."

"You still have a chance."

Bai Ying kindly reminded him, "If we can turn back time and do it all over again, we can find a solution to the problem. Do you really want that senior, Qianze, to live a lonely life, burdened by the pain of 'my first love was a promiscuous slut'?"

Wow, that's really weird, isn't it? Angelina rolled her eyes.

Wait, why did the superior suddenly change his tune again? He was criticizing the senior who confessed to Koga before, and now he's defending that senior. Koga only just met the superior, or maybe he's a bit slow, and didn't notice this shift in attitude…

Angelina frowned, realizing that something was wrong.

It was late, and Sakuta Azusagawa continued preparing for his part-time job. Tomoe Koga went home with a conflicted look on her face. Angelina took Shiro to a dessert shop, intending to try some new food before going back.

Since we've already taken our superior hostage, let's take this opportunity to ask about our doubts.

"Black? Wash? What nonsense is this?" The white figure scoffed. "I don't even know the warrior who confessed. This is all a means to an end! Simply put, the first part depicts a terrible situation that the desperate chef Mimi can't avoid, forcing her to come up with a solution. The second part uses Mimi's sense of morality to force her to confront her problems and learn to speak her true feelings..."

"oh oh."

Angelina wasn't surprised; this was very much like Bai Ying.

"This way, time will go backwards, back to Wednesday!"

Bai Ying smiled deeply: "I had to come here today to deal with the problem of the deadly chef Mimi, so I haven't taken care of my own business yet. As a result, I've gotten so late again... If I could turn back time, I could handle both tasks at the same time and achieve the most perfect record!"

"Huh?" Angelina asked, puzzled. "What do you mean by 'operate'?"

Bai Ying thought for a moment: "Could it be manipulation?"

Angelina: "?"

White Shadow: "It's a secret."

Angelina looked on with suspicion, pondering the possibility of being interrogated while hung on the wall. A secret? An officer who likes to expose other people's secrets has no right to keep secrets!

However, after finishing the cake, Angelina quickly put the matter out of her mind. As long as turning back time could solve the problem, she just wanted this awkward and uncomfortable feeling to disappear as soon as possible.

By the time I arrived in Chiba by train, the night was already quite deep.

After dismissing 9527, Bai Ying skipped and hopped towards home.

Looking at the time, it will be 11 p.m. in a little while.

9528 should still be snuggled up in bed.

Exciting! Exciting! An explosive future awaits, where you can create new records!

Stop, stop, stop. Be patient for a while longer. We were caught off guard by the hero before, and now 9528 is following suit. But we have already transcended the vortex of time reversal. How can we continue to be manipulated?

Bai Ying opened the door, stepped into the house, and went to the bedroom.

As expected, the blanket bunched up into a ball.

He smiled silently, pretending not to see it, and took the pajamas into the bathroom.

Hehehe! 9528 must be feeling terrified, his heart is pounding, and his nerves are racing right now, right?

She deliberately took a longer shower than usual. Bai Ying came to the bedside whistling and swiftly yanked the blanket off.

"I predicted your prediction—"

There was a pillow under the blanket.

Clearly, 9528 came. Did he come? Yes, he did, Tathagata.

After searching around, Bai Ying turned her gaze away from the toilet.

Is this the power of possibility, creating different timelines? For example, 9528 was hiding, then suddenly felt ashamed and ran away, deliberately leaving behind a blanket with a pillow hidden inside? Or perhaps 9528 suddenly retained some impression of time reversal, and then ran away?

Shiro tried to contact them by phone, but Yukinoshita Haruno refused to answer.

Let's run! After all, in another twenty minutes, time will turn back again tonight, giving us a whole day to create a perfect record with 9528!

Twenty minutes later.

Thursday has begun.

"Fuck!"

……

Ding dong ding dong ding dong ding dong—!

[Die-hard Chef Mimi! You're such a coward, always backing down when you have a way out! You're even better at running away than Xue Paopao!]

You ruined my perfect plan! Unacceptable!

I can foresee everything, yet I cannot fathom the human heart! A single thought can turn one into a demon, a single thought into a Buddha; how cruel is Heaven to me!

I bet what you're thinking right now is—

[The problem is already solved, why add unnecessary complications? A fake boyfriend can definitely solve everything.]

[Quickly, turn back time for me!]

No, a true warrior is not blinded by opportunity; they will only forge ahead!

[Hehehehe! You think this will stop me? Fate! I am yet another challenger to you!]

I'll remember this grudge.

Tomoe Koga was bombarded with text messages. She looked at the messages on her phone guiltily, and it seemed that the strange man's condition was getting worse.

But you can't blame me, can you? How am I supposed to know why time would flow backward and then suddenly stop? Although I did think that things were resolved, and I was scared of rejecting my senior's confession to his face, I also thought about giving it a try...

Anyway, go to sleep first, everything will be alright!

Chapter 80 What I've lost, I will take back with my own hands!

I am angry.

Tokyo, Yukino's rented room.

Having just returned from Chiba, Yukinoshita Haruno opened the plastic bag, took out the packaged skewers and beer, and didn't forget to pick up the remote and turn on the TV.

It doesn't matter what program is on TV; what matters is making the room lively.

Yukino clicked her tongue slightly, realizing that she really couldn't overcome the flaws that humans have. If it were that jerk, she could probably entertain herself happily by herself, after all, he is a jerk.

I'm not going to say anything more, just talking about that jerk makes me angry.

Yukino shook her head, glanced at the dinner and beer she had bought late at night on the table, and then looked at the TV program that was playing.

Hmm? Why do I suddenly feel like Xiaojing and I look so alike? I look like a颓废 (颓废 is a difficult word to translate directly, but it implies a sense of listlessness, apathy, or颓废) middle-aged man?

I already have a boyfriend, unlike Xiaojing, who's a single, tomboyish woman.

Okay, just thinking about my boyfriend makes me angry.

That's right! He's angry!

Do you know how much courage it takes for a girl to prepare props, hide in her boyfriend's bed, and prepare a surprise?

And what happened? She hid under the covers, scrolling through her phone until she got bored, then closed her eyes and took a nap. When she woke up, her boyfriend still hadn't come back.

That's absolutely infuriating!

Given his rascal personality, it's not surprising that he didn't go home. He probably went to Yukino's house. After all, Yukino is the kind of person who likes to cling to others and has no self-awareness. She probably wanted to resume their brief cohabitation before, but she chickened out after taking action. She'll probably bring up the cohabitation idea with the rascal once the shame has subsided.

It's possible she went to see Mai Sakurajima or Hana-chan. After all, there are some work-related issues involved, and she is, after all, a scoundrel's girlfriend. Doing serious things while having an improper relationship—for Mai Sakurajima, this is probably the relationship she most wants to maintain. As for Hana-chan... she's still a child, so don't think too much about it.

Of course, it's also possible that the rascal encountered something interesting and wandered around outside all day. Maybe he met some new people or found some new fun, which is why he didn't go home.

Although there was no agreement, I'm definitely being stood up!

angry.

Then he ran back.

Indeed, spending time alone is relaxing and enjoyable.

Yukino sat cross-legged, took a hearty sip of ice-cold beer, and swayed her body happily from side to side.

Well, to be honest... I'm not that angry. After all, I'm not generally averse to this kind of messy relationship. In fact, I find it quite interesting—it's more interesting than those pretentious, rule-abiding relationships, and more interesting than those fake, sincere vows.

Of course, being bullied like that in front of Yukino-chan still made me a little unhappy, but the jerk's straightforward apology afterwards made me feel relieved and satisfied, which means I'm still a 'normal person' after all? It's really awkward.

Yukino took a bite of grilled skewers, completely ignoring the TV programs on her screen. The more she pondered her feelings, the stranger her mood became.

Like now, even though everything was meticulously planned and ready to do something big, it turned out to be completely inefficient, and there wasn't even a more detailed plan. It was just a matter of hiding in the other person's bed and waiting for them to come back—there was no advance notice, no appointment with the other person, and no investigation into the other person's whereabouts. The only thing that could be considered preparation was buying pajamas and lubricant...

Then, without waiting for the jerk, without talking to him, and without even asking how he was doing, I woke up, packed my things, and took the last train for two hours from Tokyo back to Chiba. It was late at night, and not many restaurants were even open. Buying groceries and cooking was too much trouble, so I just grabbed some grilled skewers and beer to tide me over…

It's as if I prepared all sorts of props and mental preparations a day in advance, and made a long trip back and forth, just to sneak into that jerk's bed for a nap.

Crack!

Yukinoshita reopened a bottle of beer, and the more she pondered her actions and logic, the more abstract and chaotic it seemed.

Isn't this guy crazy?

I am...

Ding-ling-ling-ling——!

The phone suddenly rang. Yukinoshita glanced at it subconsciously, then swiftly reached out and tapped the screen to refuse to answer!

Ding-ling-ling-ling——!

The person on the other side clearly wasn't going to give up and kept making a scene.

Tap, tap, tap, tap!