Uneasy daily life

A little girl with long, delicate hair ran towards them, her face showing a relieved expression. She complained, "Mommy and Daddy were very worried when you suddenly ran away!"

"Sorry, Feng."

Sakuta Azusagawa smiled and patted the other's head: "It won't happen again next time."

"My brother always says things like that."

Azusagawa Kaede puffed out her cheeks and followed the other person's gaze to see the white figure's back, feeling a strange sense of familiarity.

……

"Today, a Golza attacked Class 3 of XX Middle School. At the critical moment, Ultraman Tiga appeared and defeated Golza amidst the cheers of the children. Afterwards, Ultraman Tiga encouraged the children to study hard and not become fools who only know how to use the red form. He urged them to uphold the spirit of Ultraman and study diligently."

“‘A passionate heart should never be extinguished. Show compassion for the weak and help each other. A truly noble spirit can transcend not only national borders but also each other, making us friends—courage, wisdom, strength, hard work… Believe, believe in miracles, and you can become light.’ After making these remarks, Ultraman Tiga donated study guides and workbooks to each student in the class, wishing the children that they would become light when they grow up.”

"It is reported that the person playing Ultraman Tiga is a Chinese friend who claims to be a member of the Crimson Theater Troupe..."

Bai Ying whistled and slammed a newspaper from some unknown small media outlet onto the table: "Well said, just as I expected!"

I never expected something like this to make the news. It seems like everyone's daily life is pretty boring.

"Have you been busy running around acting as Ultraman lately?" The mouthpiece is polishing its own work.

“Hey, you’re such a mouthpiece, why don’t you become an Ultraman puppet?” Bai Ying suggested. “With that skill alone, you could become the king of the kids.”

"I'm not interested in Ultraman."

The mouthpiece dismissed the question: "Who was it that you tricked into playing Gorzan? Bai Yinghua?"

"I was just leading a lost teenager to do good deeds."

"Give students workbooks and study guides?"

"This cost me a lot of my salary."

Bai Ying casually replied, then buried herself in the script: "Sitting in a classroom to attend classes... I haven't experienced that kind of life for years—staying in the Scarlet Theatre Troupe is definitely a waste of my youth! I've decided to finish this script and go back to high school!"

"Going to high school?" The mouthpiece scoffed, continuing to polish the doll's parts. "When are you coming back?"

"No return!"

"Xu Bai, no other place will be your final destination. You'll come back someday," the mouthpiece said casually. "Only staying here will make you feel at ease, won't it? No other place is suitable..."

"True performers are not confined to the stage."

Bai Ying pointed and said, "Bad students are just full of stationery, they care about this and that. They should work on themselves, they're just mouthpieces."

"climb!"

Scarlet Theatre Company is indeed a fun place, but after three years, it's time to explore other places. Every play in the company is different, with constant changes, big and small. Staying stagnant would be a waste of youth.

"Whew, I'm going to switch to being a Japanese high school student. Let's set a small goal first: to save the world."

Bai Ying excitedly began making plans and started searching for a suitable high school to attend.

The other end...

"Ultraman and monsters came to the class, and they also gave us a lot of supplementary textbooks and workbooks..."

"Hua Feng, get well soon and come back."

Kaede Azusagawa accepted the visit from several classmates in a daze, watching them leave with a slightly confused mind.

Sakuta Azusagawa and Kaede Azusagawa stayed by her side, both noticing that Kaede Azusagawa's expression was strange.

"Sister, what's wrong?" Azusagawa Kaede asked.

Sakuta Azusagawa went a step further: "Could it be that one of them has said bad things about you?"

"...Maybe we've already said it," Azusagawa Kaede said blankly. "Why?"

“They probably didn’t notice,” Sakuta Azusagawa said softly. “You feel like you’ve been scolded a hundred times, but the other person only thinks they’ve echoed one of the scoldings. Such a small thing is easily forgotten when other things happen… It’s really unfair, isn’t it?”

Kaede Azusagawa remained silent.

Azusagawa Kaede reached out and patted the other's head: "Don't be afraid, big sister! No matter how many bad things others say about you, Kaede will say more good things!"

"Thank you..." Azusagawa Kaede replied somewhat awkwardly, then asked doubtfully, "Then, can I really go back to school?"

"Of course you can," Sakuta Azusagawa said with a smile. "Putting everything else aside, your classmate probably still has the workbook and supplementary materials that Ultraman gave you."

Zichuan Huafeng: "..."

Suddenly I don't want to go back to school!

……

Which high school should I attend?

Choose a less prestigious high school and you can try to become the king of delinquents and reach the pinnacle of yakuza training, but this is no longer the era of yakuza, so pass!

Choosing a top-tier high school? A top-tier high school makes it easier to understand the upper echelons' needs, making it easier to gain certain privileges and participate in enjoyable activities beneficial to both mind and body…

After careful consideration, Bai Ying decided to draw lots.

But before that, we need to continue the Scarlet Troupe's performances and then take some time to submit the "Letter to the Troupe Leader" to the troupe leader.

Wait a minute, why not just go on stage and fire the leader?

Bai Ying slapped his thigh and exclaimed, "Great idea! That's so me!"

"I was just a young man from the mortal realm, and I was fortunate enough to be favored by the commander. It's not that I'm unwilling to repay this kindness, but rather that my colleagues all harbor resentment!"

On the Chiba tour stage, the young man played the clappers with a rhythmic cadence, his words flowing smoothly and melodiously, before his voice changed again.

"The Puppet Shadow said: When I joined the troupe as a child, the training was arduous, and I did countless odd jobs! I finally hoped to sing on stage, but who knew that the troupe leader would make such demands! Your voice must resonate three feet around the beam, and your song must evoke a hundred sorrows! It must be able to move the heavens to pour out wind and rain, and make the earth weep and birds and beasts cry! I wanted to sing joy, but instead my head is full of sorrow, and my hatred is endless. One day, I will sing joyfully at your grave!"

The boy's voice changed again.

"The mouthpiece says: Internships are unpaid, but work is an obligation. With lofty ambitions, I'll pay for my own dance! I wanted to apply for funding, but the troupe leader forbade it, saying not to discuss benefits, urging me to focus on hard work and achieve some results, and then raise the standards again? Skin them alive! Even puppets have skin, but the troupe leader is utterly disrespectful!"

"As the playwright once said: 'Two dreams a day, three, four, five rejections, six or seven revisions, and still eighty or ninety unsatisfactory points!' This piece is the culmination of painstaking effort, possessing both grand scale and a touch of everyday life. The characters are distinct, the plot is logically sound, the story is full of twists and turns, and the writing is full of witty remarks! It criticizes the ills of the times, speaks of the hardships of fate, depicts the different paths of life, and points out the vicissitudes of all things! The troupe leader said: 'No good.' I have something to say: 'There's something wrong with it.'"

……

On stage, the young man was sometimes filled with grief and indignation, sometimes sarcastic and cynical, and sometimes passionate and impassioned, vividly expressing the deep affection his colleagues had for their leader.

Offstage, many colleagues remained unfazed, standing upright and straight under the troupe leader's gaze, demonstrating through their actions that this was all slander and that Xu Bai was definitely using their name to openly speak ill of the troupe leader!

After Bai Ying finished his performance, he retired on the spot, leaving as soon as he finished stirring up the fire, emphasizing the thrill.

If you happen to be in Chiba Prefecture, then choose a high school in Chiba to attend.

After leaving the Scarlet Theatre Troupe, Bai Ying found a cheap place to rent a room and then randomly chose a school to attend within a certain radius of the rented room.

I choose you, Soubu High!

However, it's time to earn some money to supplement our living expenses. With my unparalleled talent and amazing wisdom, writing a light novel would be a piece of cake, and I'd be rolling in money...

Write stories of having many wives and concubines, achieving great success, becoming the richest man in the world, and reaping both fame and fortune.

Reading too much of this kind of stuff will only create unrealistic illusions, but I can still write the first volume, after all, I have to respect the editor's opinion.

The second volume will tell the story of how the wives and concubines became estranged, the success was in vain, and the protagonist went from getting rich to jumping off a rooftop, losing both fame and fortune!

Bai Ying begins to work hard for the new life she has chosen.

The first volume sold out quickly, and the second volume was canceled.

Well, so the disconnection wasn't my problem, it was the platform's problem.

A white figure releases pigeons, packs her things, and steps into the school—having transitioned into a Japanese high school student, it's time to show her true abilities!

"Hello everyone, I'm Bai Ying. I like you and all of you!"

The first step in starting school is to get along well with everyone and experience the legendary high school romance story!

The reason it's just a legend is because I never actually had a high school romance. In my past life, I was like the hour hand of a clock, pointing to the right thing at the right time... Come to think of it, I think I did have a crush on someone in high school in my past life?

It's a pity that although I can use many words to describe the innocent and beautiful feelings, I don't really have any real feelings about it.

It's like completing an essay on a given topic; your thoughts and feelings are one thing, but what you actually write down is another.

Having completed one planned task, Bai Ying continued with the second—experiencing high school clubs!

Sports clubs? Too monotonous. The literature and drama clubs you're good at? Tired of them, time for something else. Student council? A real man shouldn't be content to remain subservient; being a king or general is far more interesting. I'll take over sooner or later.

High school students are gradually learning many things. Their immature selves clash with external interference, which is a time when they are increasingly confused, troubled, and troubled.

A young person first tastes sorrow, and later understands it even more... Let's start a club with the goal of helping others!

Bai Ying couldn't help but imagine a bright future, filled with many interesting stories: what if she had a crush on someone else, what if the sensitive feelings of teenagers were there, what if they had family troubles, what if they could save the world... It was practically a perfect source of inspiration and material!

On the first day of school, Bai Ying learned about the rules for establishing a club: what are the minimum number of applicants? Is there a teacher to serve as an advisor? And do you have to apply to the student council?

No problem, just listen to my words, I'll convince the student council!

Bai Ying was excitedly preparing to start a club when, as she passed through the campus, she noticed a teacher smoking behind a small tree. His expression seemed to show a mix of absent-mindedness, resentment, and gritted teeth.

Oh? There's already a story starting on the first day of school?

Bai Ying leaned closer, but before he could probe further into the story, the teacher roared and slammed his fist into a nearby sapling: "Blind date, blind date, my foot!"

Click!

The victim slowly fell to the ground, revealing the witnesses behind him.

Hiratsuka Shizu: "..."

Bai Ying: "Teacher, you don't want others to know that you damaged school property because of a blind date, do you?"

Hiratsuka Shizuka: “?”

Instructor get☆daze!

So, all we need to do now is wait and see!

……

The activity room of the Aid Department.

Bai Ying was experiencing some writer's block, so she temporarily put down her keyboard and got up to go to the window to look at the campus scenery. She felt a sense of familiarity mixed with strangeness.

This is normal; high school is both a distant memory and a time that feels so close yet so vivid.

Life is like the shadow cast by time, its center uncertain and its direction uncertain... Hmm, what should I say next?

As Bai Ying pondered, the door to the activity room was suddenly pulled open.

"Baiying, I've brought someone over! And she's an incredibly cute girl!"

Hiratsuka Shizuka casually opened the door and walked in.

"Teacher, knocking is a matter of etiquette. Please don't be so rude. Also, what you said makes this place seem even more suspicious..."

The white figure leaning against the window turned to look.

The girl, with her cool and aloof demeanor, stood proudly like a snow lotus. Her bright eyes radiated a direct, unapproachable gaze, giving off an aura of dignified indignation that suggested she could only be admired from afar. Yet, within that gaze, her dignified and upright posture bore the unmistakable traces of imitation. Her stern and serious demeanor stubbornly concealed a silent sincerity. The afternoon sun shone brightly, casting her inner loneliness and melancholy into a blurred, thin shadow.

Was it because you were rejected by your parents that you lost the ability to express yourself? Was it because you were powerless to fight back, so you taught yourself to be lonely and silent?

Time goes around in circles, and it's as if I've encountered another version of myself.

The white figure smiled and greeted them.

……

If everything turns to nothing, then start over again.

Don't worry that we'll be complete strangers, and don't fret that we'll forget the past.

Believe in miracles.

Before we met, before so many stories unfolded, wasn't our relationship also a blank slate? Didn't we start from a blank slate and paint each other with the colors we have today? Wasn't our beginning a fresh start?

If this is a miracle, then it means there has already been a miracle.

Since there has already been a miracle, let's believe that a miracle will happen again.

What has happened will happen again; what is unforgettable will be repeated.

This is our interconnected destiny.

To be called naive is to be pure and passionate, to dedicate one's life to this moment, to make vows of eternal love, for time is fleeting and the years will never fade.

After watching the movie today, Bai Ying lay on the sofa and opened her eyes. On the laptop on the coffee table, there was an unfinished chapter.

Several text messages popped up on my phone.