Uneasy daily life

Suddenly, Feng Binhe felt a tap on her shoulder. She turned around and was then kissed on the lips. So, she slapped Bai Ying on the shoulder in annoyance.

"To alleviate some psychological trauma—"

The white figure quickly turned around, crouched down slightly, gave a wink, and shouted, "Get ready to run! We're no match for them! Let's go home! Let's go home!"

Before they could even process what had happened, Fengbin and Hua instinctively climbed onto Bai Ying's back and started running away.

"Ohhhhhhhh—! Four-wheel drive—!"

"Drive you away, my foot! Stand up and run!"

"Don't steal my inspiration!!"

Amidst the chaotic shouts, Bai Ying carried Feng Bin and Hua away. The three instinctively took steps to chase after her, but with each step, their inexhaustible strength was drained away. After only a dozen steps, they all knelt on the ground, wailing like defeated dogs.

"Damn it! I want to be in a relationship too!"

"I really want to lose my virginity!"

"Waaaaahh ...

When the power of jealousy is gone, all that remains in the heart is an emptiness, as if the fire has been extinguished.

"Oh dear! Am I too late? The white figure has already run away?!"

Yu Mitarai arrived late, and seeing her comrades sprawled and groaning in pain, she was overcome with grief: "Damn it! It's all my fault for getting entangled with Rie! All I wanted was for her to learn from that Toyohama-san, right? I'm so sorry everyone, I'm too late..."

The next moment, he was pinned to the ground.

"Since the white shadow has escaped, let's use this guy as a sacrifice."

"I agree."

"Wait, why? We're not comrades-in-arms—mmm..."

……

Inside the rental house.

"I exhausted my classmates and pursuers with a marathon, fought against the eternal virgin, the flamboyant demon, and the electric shock madman, and was almost saved by a beautiful woman before the second stage of liberation... I came back alive from that terrible battlefield of evil."

Bai Ying was cutting tofu into small pieces, preparing dinner: "The stick figure's ability to mock is truly unexpected, don't you think, brave warrior?"

"...Shiro-kun, you should call this reaping what you sow." Yukino Yukinoshita stirred the soup, subtly shifting her gaze from Shiro's wrist. "But is this really alright? Kazuka is an idol, and announcing their relationship in public like this might cause quite a bit of trouble?"

The white-clad figure hummed a little tune as she chopped ingredients, pushing some of the chopped ingredients aside: "Does the hero find this troublesome?"

Yukinoshita Yukino: "..."

It's not that I have any trouble with the flowers, nor is it about how to solve the trouble... it's just that I wonder if that would be troublesome.

If it were me... I certainly wouldn't find it troublesome, but I also couldn't do what Hua did.

Yukino Yukinoshita gently bit her back teeth, her cheeks puffing out slightly, her gaze fixed on the bubbling soup pot, and changed the subject: "Don't answer questions with questions."

I poke!

The white figure pressed its index finger against Yukino Yukinoshita's cheek. Yukino Yukinoshita slowly shifted her cold gaze to the side, giving a death stare without saying a word.

"Huh? Why are your cheeks solid? Could it be because you're clenching your teeth and puffing them out?" The white figure poked its index finger regretfully, then withdrew its claw. "It's a pity we won't get to see the hero's 'puff puff'."

Yukino Yukinoshita narrowed her eyes and began to prepare to dip her hands in water: "Shiro-kun seems to be in a good mood."

"No matter what, I'm a perfectly healthy man, both physically and mentally. When I hear my girlfriend express her love to me so passionately and purely, my heart pounds with excitement, I can't help but smile, feel itchy all over, and want to wriggle around and hum and sing out loud..."

The white figure was already twisting and turning as she chopped vegetables.

Yukino Yukinoshita gave a soft hum and tossed a piece of cilantro into a bowl: "This is a culture dish for white fungus."

"Hey! Brave warrior! The secret to hot pot dipping sauce is that you only need oil, chili powder, chili rings, chili flakes, and chili sauce. Cilantro and such are heretical!"

Yukino Yukinoshita added a chopstickful of chopped green onions.

"Stop! You evil health diet heretic!"

Bai Ying took a deep breath to regain her composure, snorted coldly, and issued a death threat: "If you keep adding these weird things, I'm going to ambush you at night and get bitten to death by you!"

Yukino Yukinoshita glanced at him sideways: "There aren't that many rooms here."

And without hesitation, he added a piece of celery.

vicious.

The white-clad figure said without any emotion, "Why don't you pour that bottle of vinegar in for me?"

Yukino Yukinoshita glared at her gently: "That's not something you should drink."

Realizing she had misspoke, Yukino Yukinoshita swallowed her words and quickly looked away to continue fiddling with the dipping sauce.

The kitchen was quiet for a few seconds until Bai Ying reached out and took the vinegar.

You little white mushroom, are you trying to pour vinegar into my bowl? You're always so clever when you're playing pranks...

Yukino Yukinoshita turned her head alertly and saw a white figure tilting her head back and gulping down a mouthful of aged vinegar, looking at her with a ferocious expression.

Hmm, always so clever when bullying others!

A glance at the kitchen door revealed it was already closed.

Yukino Yukinoshita nervously tugged at her sideburns, took a slow, deep breath, and calmed herself down... Hmm!

There's probably something wrong with the vinegar; it doesn't seem to be acidic enough.

……

At the dinner table, Toyohama Kazuka was undoubtedly the star of the day—though she was completely unaware of it.

"Ugh! How embarrassing! Nobody wants this jerk! What was I thinking when I told people not to steal him? It's so weird. Thank goodness I don't go to school here!" Feng Bin and Hua borrowed a hair tie from Angelina and tied their disheveled hair back up. They were feeling extremely annoyed.

Yukino Yukinoshita said leisurely, "Wouldn't it be stranger to wait until someone takes a liking to you before telling them not to take it?"

“What’s strange about it?” Feng Bin and Hua clearly didn’t think so. “If someone takes a fancy to her, she’ll be allowed to climb on him. That’s normal, isn’t it?”

“Actually, all you need to do is put on the ring, there’s no need for all that… all that…” Angelina swallowed the meat roll, “and then the whole world declares war.”

"Isn't this a custom from China? What if someone doesn't understand if I don't explain it clearly?" Feng Binhe replied casually.

"Then there's no problem, right?" Mai Sakurajima comforted her. "Wearing the hair tie before making the announcement, didn't Kazuha explain it very clearly? So it's not strange at all."

"Yes."

Feng Bin and Hua suddenly realized.

Yes, there's nothing wrong with what I made.

She didn't notice that everyone else was looking at Bai Ying's wrist. It was something Angelina had casually mentioned, but Feng Bin and Hua took it seriously, which eventually made others pay more attention to it.

From a generally rational perspective, what should have been a subtle declaration of sovereignty, indicating that the boy already had a girlfriend, took a completely different turn in Toyohama and Hana's case. It became a passionate and direct expression of feelings, treating her boyfriend like a treasure and not allowing anyone else to covet him. It was practically a blatant display of love and a public display of affection.

Look at her, 9527, who's always thinking about backstabbing and creating a huge mess for her boyfriend, is now completely caught up in the action, figuring out how to put a leash on him, put a tag on him, and write "Domestic vicious dog, please do not feed him" on it.

Bai Ying had already anticipated this, and asked without any emotion, "There are only two rooms here. Who will I sleep with tonight?"

"White fungus sleeps on the sofa."

Yukino Yukinoshita, who hadn't said a word, added casually, "If anyone wants to sleep on the sofa with you, they can just go out."

Asking for a hammer, you get a hammer.

However, all of this was expected! Being alone is great! I've already secured the victory, so I can finally start preparing for tomorrow's awards ceremony…

……

The following day, the men's and women's beauty pageants officially ended. Since the winner of the men's beauty pageant did not intend to go on stage, the second-place winner took his place.

The two beauty pageant contestants on stage are both men.

"Excuse me, what are you doing...?"

The host looked at the female beauty pageant winner, who was wearing a very ordinary white shirt with words drawn on it in a splash-ink style.

Yukino! Yukino! Mai Sakurajima is the best! Cheer for Haruno! Angelina is the only one who reigns supreme...

A rather ambiguous anatase (painted clothes)?

"Left: Warrior, Right: 9528, 9527 at my waist, Warrior Plus at my chest..."

Bai Ying said solemnly, "This is what fairness is! If you don't understand, don't ask any more questions!"

The host nodded: "Really? What about Toyohama Kazuhana, the male beauty pageant winner?"

Bai Ying flashed the hair tie on her right hand, and the audience immediately erupted in a murderous aura.

"I don't think your clothes are very nice."

"What's wrong with it?"

"The distribution is not very even," the host commented. "It's distributed on the limbs and head, so even if it's broken off, it can still be pieced together into a complete corpse. But the waist and chest are too easy to break."

Bai Ying waved her hand dismissively: "It's alright, my hometown believes in keeping things safe and sound! And shouldn't you go interview the other contestant?"

The host looked at Kitahara Iori, who was completely drunk and still slumped over a beverage box, and couldn't help but show a troubled expression.

"Tsk, you're still too green."

Bai Ying pointed and gestured, and before the host could react, she reached out and grabbed the microphone, squatting down next to the beverage box.

He first put the microphone to his mouth: "Kitahara-kun, you look completely drunk. Who did you sleep with last night?"

He held the microphone to Kitahara Iori's lips.

“Chisa…” Kitahara Iori said in a pained voice, “I… can’t take it anymore…”

The murderous intent shifted its target, locking onto Kitahara Iori, who was only wearing underwear.

"So you slept with Chisa Kotegawa."

Bai Ying understood, and suddenly the voice of Kotegawa Chisa came out, clear and cold with a faint smile: "Iori, do you still remember what happened last night? The thing that left the deepest impression on you."

Good, good! Make him explain everything clearly right now!

Someone has already prepared sacks, shovels, baseball bats, and brass knuckles.

He held the microphone to Kitahara Iori's lips.

Half-asleep, half-asleep in the mud, Kitahara Iori heard a nightmarish sound, as if she had returned to the gurgling sounds of being purged by Kotegawa Chisa...

"Chisa...no...I can't take it anymore...please let me go...you're the best...I won't take you..."

Bai Ying glanced at Kotegawa Chisa's expression below the stage, quickly calculating in her mind what was going on—it was probably Kitahara Iori who had offended Kotegawa Chisa, and then been forced to drink a lot of alcohol, leaving her in this muddy state. And given Kotegawa Chisa's personality…

understood!

"Iori." The voice that the white figure imitated, mimicking Chisa Kotegawa, was full of tenderness and sweetness, like a lover whispering softly in someone's ear, "I love you~"

Kitahara Iori, who was lying on the beverage crate, turned pale and convulsed, as if he had returned to the previous night, to the inexplicably 'happy' expression on Chisa's face as she picked up a barrel of sake and stuffed it into her mouth...

"No! I can't drink anymore! I don't know what went wrong, but I've already repented! Don't force me to drink!"

"I...I like you too..."

Great, it's done.

Bai Ying stood up and returned the microphone to the host.

The host smirked, "Bai, are you interested in joining the student council?"

"No, I've reached the end of that road. It's time to change tracks."

Below the stage, the audience, whose imaginations were running wild, were chanting "Judgment by the Cross and Fire," like a bloodthirsty mob from the Middle Ages.

P.S.: While I'm deciding whether to write a new book about horse racing, an original martial arts story, another slice-of-life youth story, or something else, I'm also figuring out how to wrap this up. Thinking too much just makes it impossible to get rid of that lingering loose end. Ugh...

Ah, how to end it, ah, how to end it, ah, how to end it...

Chapter Fourteen: Stick Figures Don't Understand Love

Fengbin and fireworks.

Suddenly, traffic flow dropped from the sky, leaving everyone wondering what was going on.

Sweet Bullets, who originally planned to develop their talents in singing, modeling, and dancing, were suddenly called upon to form a group. They were busy practicing new songs, appearing on shows for promotion, and preparing for a concert, which made people feel like they were working overtime all at once.

Fortunately, they were all college students, and after working hard for most of the day, they still had the energy to sneak in some snacks, fruits, and drinks for a get-together.

"My boyfriend is the best, and none of you are allowed to take him away! Ha!"

"Hey, Hey, you have a new nickname! First Love!"