Uneasy daily life

Bai Ying's voice suddenly rose: "You're her rival in love! Are you planning to bury yourself in a concubine, treat her as the main wife, and act according to her whims? How can a superpowered person like you live a life of subservience for long! Are you going to immediately pull your tongue back if I kiss you and she snorts? Aren't you ashamed!"

"I think it's fine... What's big or small? Yukino asked me to look after you, which just means I have to stay with you, right? That's a good thing!"

Angelina glanced at Yukino Yukinoshita, who was slowly walking over. The other girl had a pair of cat ears on her head that were invisible to ordinary people. They twitched slightly to catch sounds, and her footsteps were as light and silent as a cat's. She was obviously using a Stand ability.

Huh? Yukino can fuse with a Stand?

"Can this be called a good thing? It's too long to read. You need to have lofty ambitions! You need to learn how to do great things!"

Bai Ying switched to a very persuasive voice, and since her legs couldn't move, she waved her hands: "You tomboy, you duct tape! Don't you want to be able to make the hero roll off the bed with your mouth, and then she'll obediently roll off the bed and you can take your place?!"

Angelina felt a little conflicted, her conscience bothering her. Since she couldn't get over it, she decided to take a different approach: "And then?"

"Then I take overall control, watch you fight amongst yourselves, and reap the benefits—that's called political maneuvering."

The white figure let out a cold laugh, as if the plan had been perfectly executed.

“To lay out one’s plans, motives, and thoughts all at once is less about political maneuvering and more about admitting guilt and accepting punishment.” Yukino Yukinoshita said quietly, arms crossed. “Since Shirakami has confessed to the case, then let’s confess to the other criminal plots as well.”

The white-clad figure turned around, his expression unwavering, but his tone was weary, as if he had seen through the world: "Hero, I know you have usurped the throne, have many supporters, and have imprisoned me here, excluding me from the center of power. Now that things have come to this, why do you need me to confess anything? Just fabricate charges against me directly."

"Stop saying strange things," Yukino Yukinoshita said irritably. "You've only been gone for a day, and people are already spreading weird rumors, saying that you plan to remove the yacht on the last day and have everyone swim back to the city from the island. Is that true?"

"Ah? This is simply...wonderful!"

The white figure stroked his chin, his eyes gradually brightening: "Who came up with such a brilliant plan?"

"It really has nothing to do with you. I just don't know how it became such a rumor." Yukino Yukinoshita nodded. "Then I won't disturb your secluded writing session..."

"Wait!" Bai Ying called out to the other person, "I think this plan is excellent! As the closing activity of this school trip, it's groundbreaking, significant, and unforgettable!"

Angelina couldn't help but exclaim, "What the hell?! Make everyone swim back?! What if there are sharks in the sea?!"

The white figure asked curiously, "Of course it was you who chased the shark away."

“Me?” Angelina was taken aback. After thinking for a moment, she realized that sharks weren't so scary. “But what about people drowning? Drowning in the sea…”

Bai Ying: "Of course, it's you who monitors the situation constantly and makes sure the drowning person floats to the surface."

Angelina: "Well...but not everyone is a good swimmer. What if someone can't swim into the city?"

Bai Ying: "Just create an undercurrent and send them to the city."

"Oh……"

It is not impossible.

Angelina suddenly realized her blind spot: "And what about you?"

Bai Ying: "I'm just giving you advice, aren't I?"

Angelina: "..."

Yukinoshita Yukino: "..."

"Since it's not one of Haku-kun's strange plans, I'll be leaving now." Yukino Yukinoshita prepared to depart.

"What do you mean it's not my plan?" Bai Ying puffed out her chest. "Look how perfect my plan is! As long as it's used for too long, no problem will be a problem! In short, this chairman has already made up his mind..."

Yukino Yukinoshita glanced at him and, unusually, interrupted him, saying, "Then, as the vice president, I will veto Haku-kun's plan. You can focus on your creation for the rest of the time, and leave everything else to me."

"Alright, alright."

Yukino Yukinoshita has left; it seems she came here just to ask about this matter.

Angelina took a bite of the biscuit and then grabbed the white figure who was trying to slip away unnoticed: "Hmm... sir, something about what you're saying seems a bit strange?"

"Because of personalized encryption?" Seeing that there was no hope of escape, Bai Ying simply reached out and touched Angelina's snacks. "Simply put, because you locked me in the dark room for a day, the classmates started spreading rumors, which then reached the ears of the hero, and the hero came to me to confirm the rumors."

“Oh…” Angelina remarked, “This rumor is quite outrageous.”

“That’s right, what if the rumors become true?” Bai Ying said excitedly, “Wouldn’t it be fun if we all swam back to the city together? But if I propose such a plan, the hero will try his best to stop me no matter what his perspective is. The students and teachers will also protest because the plan is too outrageous. In the end, my conspiracy will be successfully thwarted by everyone’s unity, and the hero will become the biggest hero…”

"Um……"

Angelina understood immediately, then noticed the blind spot: "What about the rumors?"

Bai Ying asked in surprise, "How are you going to prove you're not fat?"

"?"

Speak properly, you're using the same old jokes again!

Angelina snapped, "Touch me if you don't believe me!"

"Oh."

The white figure pulled up Angelina's clothes, slipped his hand under the hem, and pressed it directly against her lower abdomen, instantly filling his palm with a warm and soft touch.

Angelina stared blankly at the white figure, while the white figure looked at her curiously; time seemed to freeze at that moment.

"Whoaaah!"

boom! !

Shinra Tianzheng!

……

The two busied themselves, replacing the stools and tables with new ones, and picking up the unopened snacks and drinks to put on the table.

"Look, this is what happens when you insist on disproving rumors." Bai Ying pointed and said, "Rumors are better confirmed than disproved. If you insist on clarifying and disproving rumors, you'll easily end up looking like a clown who gets flustered and embarrassed."

Angelina's face was contorted, her right hand itching with a restless urge to send her opponent flying on the spot.

Bai Ying changed the subject: "However, the brave are just too serious. They dared to reject my brilliant plan. They really like to oppose me more and more."

To oppose; to oppose; to pair.

Angelina instinctively recognized the connection to China and remarked, "You guys really are on the same page; so many meanings in just a few words."

"It's mainly because she likes to let her thoughts wander, or as the saying goes, overthinking." Bai Ying opened a bag of potato chips and started eating. "Don't be envious, just be a professional roaster."

Goo!

Angelina angrily snatched the potato chips from Bai Ying: "Alright! Now go back and write my light novel right now. If I don't see a new volume by tonight, I'll hang you on the wall!"

"A new volume? Do you think creation is just a series of steps?" Bai Ying declared confidently. "Creation requires inspiration, rest, flashes of inspiration, and a divine revelation! Even if you lock me in a dark room, I still won't be able to write anything. You need to let me gather material!"

Angelina looked at her suspiciously: "Are you trying to slack off, delay your updates, and just get by day by day?"

Bai Ying took a deep breath, her face full of sincerity: "You have to believe me—giving you a scroll or something tonight is completely out of the question!"

"Uh... alright then, but don't even think about leaving. Also, you have to write at least one chapter tonight!"

Angelina remained mindful of her duty as a guard.

If he can't write, just wait a few days. Speaking of which, as Bai Ying's girlfriend and reader, do I have the ability to urge him to update at close range?

Angelina seemed to have opened the door to a new world.

Bai Ying's eyebrows twitched, vaguely sensing that she was thinking about something very discordant and unfriendly.

But it doesn't matter, it's just a reader with a combat power of only 5.

……

Dear students, this special study trip has come to a successful conclusion and was a great success...

As Angelina sat among the returning crowd, her eyes lifeless, listening to someone's voice on the radio. A string of thoughts flashed through her mind: "No inspiration," "I'll write right away," "Let me catch my breath," "I'm writing, I'm writing..."

[As the final activity of the school trip, we originally planned to let everyone experience the process of "using all their wisdom and courage to overcome obstacles and chasing the waves in the boundless sea of ​​knowledge," swimming directly from the deserted island back to the city. Unfortunately, the vice president went against the grain and reversed the natural order, causing the plan to fall through. Everyone could only return home uneventfully, which was truly regrettable...]

"I told you it was the student council president's plan, but Yukinoshita didn't believe me and insisted it was a rumor."

"Yes, yes, they even seriously brought in Yumiko to testify, proving that it was Yumiko who casually said 'It wouldn't be surprising if the white shadow swam back from the deserted island,' and then it became a rumor..."

"It's confirmed. It was the student council president's plan, but the plan was interrupted by Yukinoshita."

As it turns out, debunking a rumor requires a lengthy investigation process, but confirming it only takes a few words.

Miura Yuko: "..."

Yukinoshita Yukino: "#!"

[I'm sure everyone has had their own experiences with this study trip. Some students chose to stay in bed and rest as much as possible during the seven days, and might even have gained some weight – these students have already grasped the essence of university life. Others, with nothing to do, chose to study, review, and do exercises on their own, and these students must have gained a special appreciation for learning. Some students, whether following the crowd or acting on their own initiative, joined others on a yacht trip to the city, boldly breaking the rules set by the president – ​​these students must have felt a thrilling sense of adventure. Some students may have felt bored, unsure of what to do or what to do themselves, spending each day in restless idleness and a sense of the day passing by in a daze…]

Most people probably think this activity is problematic. It doesn't tell you what to do, nor does it let you leave the deserted island; it seems like it's just a waste of your seven days.

How did you even know that?!

The complaints and grievances of hundreds of people seemed to converge into a chaotic murmur of discussion.

Were these seven days truly wasted?

Bai Ying changed the subject, his voice becoming calm, and slowly said, "Students, time is never wasted. A boring hour is still a boring hour, and seven days of doing nothing are still seven days of doing nothing. Wasting time is not a fact, but a kind of value."

High school is a special stage, especially its end—this doesn't mean you've become an adult legally, but socially. Before high school, you were considered children; teachers, parents, and the school placed various demands and rules on you. Those who had expectations felt exhausted, and those who were expected to do so also felt exhausted. This situation changes to some extent after high school ends.

[Perhaps some students will still have expectations placed on them by their families, and perhaps some will find that their families no longer control them... For most students, just like the first time they went to school, the end of high school will passively usher in a brand new stage of life.]

However, no matter what, there will always be a time when we feel both free and free.

The main purpose of this activity is to grant you a kind of freedom—to give you some constraints, but not any demands. I don't ask you to be happy, nor do I ask you to be sad, I don't ask you to study, nor do I ask you to exercise, nor do I ask you to be complacent, nor do I ask you to obey my requirements.

I say studying is important, and we should do our best for the college entrance exam. I also say that exams aren't everything, and studying isn't that important. I say we should boldly pursue love and let our youth blossom while it's still in its prime. I also say that early relationships have a significant impact on life and can interfere with living a better life—my classmates may be used to my inconsistent words, but these different voices are everywhere, and different truths are everywhere too.

I often observe my classmates' actions, thoughts, and feelings.

[To those students who discovered that taking a yacht to the city and boldly disregarded restrictions, did you experience the joy of rebellion? To those students who were expected to study hard, exhausted both physically and mentally, and then felt restless and aimless after no one made demands of them, did you experience the pain of rebellion? To those students who, despite it being a holiday, chose to study amidst their idleness and found other experiences in learning, did you experience the novelty of rebellion?]

To comply with others' demands is to comply with their truthfulness, falsehood, joy, and sorrow. However, one cannot comply forever. Even the most controlling parents will grow old and become powerless to restrain others. Even if you act in accordance with societal demands, you will still have your own feelings. Even if you make everyone happy, you may not necessarily derive the same joy from their happiness.

In life, every choice you make goes against another.

Therefore, people are always prone to rebellion.

You can only experience your own truth and falsehood, your own joys and sorrows.

Bai Ying spoke gently and calmly, and the warmth and narration in her words gradually silenced all the discussions.

[These seven days, whatever you gained or felt, must have been novel and exciting. I cannot define each of your seven days in words, nor do you need to follow the demands of a student council president—perhaps some of you are regretting being constrained by my requirements, or perhaps you are used to a certain way of life and didn't dare to go to the city with others; perhaps some of you are questioning whether what I said and did are the same thing, etc.—all of this is what you have gained.]

I just wanted to say—

Bai Ying paused for a few seconds before speaking earnestly: "After this study trip concludes, each student is required to submit an activity report. It should be substantial, emotionally genuine, and at least 1,000 words long. Please submit it to the Student Union office next Monday."

"grass!"

……

……

On the return train, Shiro wandered around the carriage with her hands behind her back, patrolling as the student council president. When she returned to her seat, she found Chitanda Eru next to her engrossed in writing.

"Eru, what are you writing?"

“Event report.” Chitanda Eru looked up, her eyes sparkling. “I didn’t know Uncle Shiro had thought so much about the event! I realize I still have a lot to learn and I have a lot of thoughts, so I want to write them down before I forget them—besides, as the secretary, collecting everyone’s event reports is my job, isn’t it?”

Bai Ying said "Oh": "Then after you collect the activity reports, write a comment on each one in advance like 'I told you not to listen to me, but you still did? Well written, hahaha,' and then let me take a look at them to have some fun."

Chitanda Eru stared in disbelief: "Huh?"

"Hehehehehehehe—"

The white figure smiled and returned to her original position, leaving her niece bewildered in the wind.

Houtarou Oreki, who was standing next to him, yawned and was also writing an event report.

Chitanda Eru turned her head, looking confused, and asked, "Oreki-kun, should we... write it or not?"

Write whenever you want.

Houtarou Oreki's words were concise and to the point.

“Hmm…” Chitanda Eru pondered, “The important thing is not whether you ask or not, but whether you have the feelings and thoughts to record… I see, Uncle Haku is testing me! Oreki-kun must have a lot of ideas, so she will write down whatever Uncle Haku says, right?”

"Do not."

Houtarou Oreki said expressionlessly, "I don't know about others, but if I don't write it, Shiro will definitely cause me trouble. Considering the energy consumption comparison, it's more cost-effective to write one."

Chitanda Eru: "..."

This little incident also caught the attention of others.

For example, Mai Sakurajima, who was sitting next to the white figure, glanced at the white figure and gave up the idea of ​​going back to write her report...

Bai Ying glanced at her in surprise: "You also want to write an activity report?"