Uneasy daily life

Yui Yuigahama's voice came from outside the activity room. She had probably finally delivered the things. She returned to the activity room, picked up her schoolbag, said goodbye to the two, and hopped away like a rabbit, her steps quick and cheerful.

Bai Ying stared at the cookies in the bag as if facing a formidable enemy.

Yukino Yukinoshita observed the color thoughtfully. Although the color was a bit dark, it was still within the normal range... right?

The white figure took out a cookie, popped it into its mouth, and breathed a sigh of relief, saying, "Luckily, it's not too sweet, just a bit burnt... Hey brave warrior, how does it feel to help others and gain companions?"

"I feel fine..." Yukino Yukinoshita realized, "Shiraki, please speak normally. It's polite to address others by their names."

"Call me Demon King if you want."

"Since you don't mind being given a nickname, then I'll call you the Tyrant Who Was Killed by Sweetness."

"I tolerate your presumptuous rudeness, but this is the limit. If you dare to take another step forward, the world will be turned upside down."

"You clearly started the argument first. Don't just shirk responsibility. And please speak properly to me."

……

……

The cookies were too sweet, but let's just call them food for now.

Since it's a thank-you gift, it must be eaten properly, because we can't waste food.

I hope the cookies Yuigahama is going to give to someone aren't this sweet. These are cookies that defeated a tyrant; an ordinary person would die if they just licked them.

Making cookies sweet isn't because the girl has any particular opinion; it's just that she kindly considered your sweet tooth and gave you this as a thank you gift.

It is disgusting to misunderstand the kindness of others.

Hachiman Hikigaya patted the cookie crumbs off his hands, sincerely hoping that the department head wouldn't act up next time and leave him in the role of the unlucky one.

Those who praise Melos, and those who are unhappy with Yukinoshita playing the role of the deceased grandmother, you better think about poor Serinudius!

Of course, criticizing the tyrannical king is necessary! Absolutely! Day and night!

What an incredibly troublesome and eccentric minister!

While internally churning with complaints, Hachiman Hikigaya quietly returned to Class F of the first year and sat down in his seat.

Yui Yuigahama was chatting with some friends when she turned around and saw Hachiman Hikigaya. Her eyebrows relaxed and she smiled, raising her right hand to greet him...

Hey! Stop doing such pointless things!

As a man skilled in risk management and reading the atmosphere, Hachiman Hikigaya immediately lay down on the table and pretended to fall asleep.

Yui Yuigahama, who was about to greet him, naturally couldn't continue.

I almost forgot that guy was in the same class as me...

Hachiman Hikigaya peered through the gaps in his arms, observing the class.

The "Normal Life Group"—occupying the largest territory in the class, with boys surrounding Hayato Hayama and girls surrounding Yumiko Miura—is a social group that holds the highest status in the class. Yui Yuigahama is also a member of this group.

Just like primary and secondary schools.

Hachiman Hikigaya remains a solitary loner, an invisible figure in the group, and an outsider in the class. A true strongman should not be like that!

To all you fools who celebrate youth, just don't drag me into this. I can't be bothered with your nonsense.

So please don't chat with me in class, and it's best not to even say hello. Remember that, Yuihama!

That would make me so embarrassed!

……

"Hello everyone, my name is Anxinyuan Angelina."

Her light brown, shoulder-length hair was tied into pigtails.

A cute girl with slightly chubby cheeks nervously gave a brief self-introduction under the gaze of dozens of eyes. Then, she rushed off the stage and returned to her seat, panting heavily, looking extremely nervous.

"Wishing you smooth sailing, dear classmate."

A voice that wasn't hushed at all rang out in the classroom. Anxinyuan Angelina subconsciously looked over and saw a very handsome... no, I should say a very beautiful boy with eyes like stars and a bright, clear gaze. She blinked her left eye as she looked at him.

"Goo-"

Angelina from Anxinyuan instinctively shrank her head.

I've run into a weirdo!

To deliver a greasy declaration with dramatic intonation during class—that's already incredibly weird!

Wow! Everyone's eyes swept over a few times. Is this... is this the kind of gaze that seems to have real substance, just like in novels?!

It turns out it wasn't that they had a sharp eye; they were just feeling embarrassed!

When Angelina calmed down, she realized that not many classmates were actually staring at her.

They seemed unfazed, and occasionally some of the 'victims' would whisper among themselves, complaining about the show-off boy.

"Bai Ying, it's class time now, pay attention."

The teacher, unfazed, offered a reminder, saying, "From now on, Anxinyuan and I will be classmates. Let's begin the lesson, continuing from the last one..."

I wish you good luck in meeting compatible people, making friends successfully, and living a normal campus life.

Don't worry about anything else; I'm no longer bound by the rules.

Bai Ying silently offered a blessing, then sat in her seat lost in thought, occasionally pondering, occasionally picking up a pen to write something, immersing herself in her own world, which helped her avoid seeing some beautiful hands and thus losing control of her emotions.

There's a weirdo in our class!

Angelina from Anxinyuan quietly observed and muttered to herself.

Then they noticed that the boy who used to move occasionally had stopped moving and was just staring blankly at the table.

Uh, that's even stranger.

After explaining a problem that expanded on a specific knowledge point, the teacher pondered for a moment, did some mental calculations, and then stopped lecturing.

Organize the lesson plans on the table and put them away by your side.

The bell rang at the right time to signal the end of get out of class.

"get out of class is over!"

A successful time management session, yeah, yeah!

I'm sure I can snag a spot on the cafeteria's limited-edition menu!

The teacher strode out of the classroom with a brisk pace, his round, reflective head and the few remaining stubborn hairs fluttering in the wind, making him look exceptionally dashing.

...The teachers at this school are a bit strange, aren't they?

Anxinyuan Angelina was somewhat melancholy, wondering if she had been transferred to a strange place.

"Mere demonic obstacles! How can they stop me!"

The boy who had been spacing out for half the class suddenly stood up and walked out of the classroom.

Anxinyuan Angelina was a little confused. She looked around and, unable to contain her curiosity, struck up a conversation with a girl: "Um, what's wrong with that strange person?"

Without needing to say the name, the girl knew who the other person was talking about. She smirked and said, "Writer's block, no material, no enthusiasm. Bai Ying said that when she encounters these problems, she becomes unusually quiet yet unusually restless... In short, she's a weirdo, a strange international student, the head of the Seven Eccentrics of the Campus... You wouldn't happen to be a weirdo too, would you?"

In response to the girl's joke, Anxinyuan Angelina quickly shook her head: "Impossible, of course impossible."

I am definitely not some kind of superpowered weirdo!

……

……

Kaven.

The trials that creators fear most, yet must face.

Without source material, no matter how much enthusiasm you have, you can't turn it into content!

Without passion, no matter how much you have, you can't create smoothly and naturally!

It's the seven-year itch in married life, the breeding ground for extramarital affairs, and the early form of the cancer of love; it's a peasant uprising in a feudal dynasty, a sign of a major outbreak of contradictions, and a preliminary signal of the rise and fall of a country; it's the laziness and decadence of freelancers, a catalyst for indifference in the world, and a direct cause of spiritual depravity!

Is it scary?

Yes, it's terrifying.

Troubles, hatred, and a yearning for interesting, delicious souls!

The white figure wanted to rush to Class J, where Yukino Yukinoshita was, grab her hand, lick and suck it, seeking the burning of desire and passion.

Then he lived the life of a wanted criminal.

It's an absolute rip-off.

Alright! To avoid becoming a murderer, let's take a look at Hachiman Hikigaya!

Yui Yuigahama and Hachiman Hikigaya are in the same class—maybe there will be some fun to be had?

Grade 1 Class D... Grade 1 Class E... Class F.

"Yui, have you been acting a little strange lately?"

A female voice with a slightly aggressive tone.

"Ah... um, no, I don't think so... hahaha... ha..."

Yui Yuigahama's stammering, indistinct voice conveyed the message, "I have something to say, but I don't want to."

Oh hoo.

It's fun!

Bai Ying's eyes lit up. Based on experience, many arguments are particularly interesting. Let me see what kind of fun this is—

Near the back door of Class F in the first year, Bai Ying peeked out half her face and quickly glanced at the classroom.

First, there were about five, six, seven, or eight people in the back row of the classroom, watching the arguing boys and girls with a half-hearted, bystander attitude. Among them, the girl with the most aggressive tone, sitting in a chair, with long, straight blonde hair and two curled strands at her temples, said with great annoyance, "Hey you! What are you trying to say with that babbling? Can't you even speak properly?"

Yui Yuigahama stood in front of the other person, her hands behind her back, concealing what appeared to be a cloth bag containing lunchboxes. She smiled awkwardly and said, "Um... I just didn't have time at noon..."

Further inside the classroom were the other students who were taking their lunch break, and a gaze that quickly noticed them.

Hachiman Hikigaya sat in a seat against the wall, with yakisoba and bread on the table in front of him. He was eating lunch when he was interrupted by a sudden argument. He noticed a white figure peeking out from the back door, and his heart skipped a beat. He quickly squeezed his dead fish eyes shut.

At times like these, we need to mobilize the Social Core Minister!

White Shadow: (*￣︶￣)

Hikigaya Hachiman: “?”

The white figure shrank back.

Hachiman Hikigaya stared with dead fish eyes: "?!"

Hey! Minister, what are you doing? Are you just going to stand there and watch?

Chapter Ten: The Maid's Troubles

The tension intensified—or rather, Miura Yumiko's temper flared up unilaterally.

The stronger her tone and the more assertive her attitude, the weaker Yui Yuigahama's tone and the more humble her attitude became.

"Hmm...hehe..."

Yui Yuigahama flashed her signature silly grin.

Yumiko Miura grew increasingly angry, her voice turning stern: "Yui, I'm doing this for your own good, there's something wrong with you! Do you even consider me a friend?!"

"Ah..." Yui Yuigahama hesitated, then lowered her head and said, "Um, sorry."

Yumiko Miura was taken aback, then laughed angrily, "Sorry? Did I ask you to apologize?"

Ugh—enough already! I don't care about a bunch of idiots fighting amongst themselves! It's just that I get upset and annoyed when I see a girl I know crying! And being attacked is something that only happens to me!

Simply put, I'm doing this for my own feelings! It has nothing to do with Yui Yuigahama! So whether she hates me or is grateful to me, it doesn't matter to me, I don't need to care!

That's it! Rua!

Hachiman Hikigaya stuffed half a hamburger into his mouth, chewed it twice, swallowed it, and stood up while shouting in a high-pitched voice, "I said! Almost..."

"Ugh, so annoying!! Did I even talk to you?!"

Yumiko Miura turned her head and shouted angrily, clearly in a fit of rage. Her beautiful face turned into a demonic expression because of her anger!