Uneasy daily life

"Hey—you..."

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Yukino Yukinoshita met the white figure's gaze blankly.

"Are you scared?"

"?" Yukino Yukinoshita couldn't figure it out for a moment. Did she mean she was afraid of falling into a situation like the characters in the book? Or was she afraid of doing that kind of thing? Or perhaps she was afraid of...

Yukino Yukinoshita looked at the white figure in front of her. He looked at her with curiosity and teasing, his eyes lingering on her eyes, like a sneaky little thief trying to peek into someone else's home.

Therefore, it is Bai Jun.

Yukino Yukinoshita reached out, pinched the white shadow's cheek, and pulled it left and right.

"Aren't you right here?"

The boy blinked, looking at the girl who seemed both confused and very determined.

"Hero, come and be my leading lady for once."

"Hmm? Does the story you just wrote have a female protagonist?"

"She's my leading lady."

Bai Ying got up and turned off the computer. Suddenly, she reached out and picked up Yukino Yukinoshita, stepped onto the bed, and gently put her down.

"W-Do you want to do that?" Calm down, Yukino. We've done so many embarrassing things already. This is just the last step. Even if we do this, it won't change anything between us... will it?

Yukino Yukinoshita pressed her head against the pillow, one hand instinctively clutching the collar of her pajamas, tense, inexplicably tense.

The white figure's head rested on another pillow, and he turned to face Yukino Yukinoshita, reaching out to pull her into his arms.

"Okay, go to sleep."

"?"

Yukino blinked, gently pressing her forehead against the white figure's chest, her voice so soft it was definitely not her own.

"Aren't you going to do it...?"

Bai Ying slowly said, "Our relationship isn't perfect yet, is it? Perfectionist Heroine."

"Hmm..." Yukino Yukinoshita subconsciously twisted her body, only to feel herself getting even closer. She pursed her lips and closed her eyes, then suddenly glanced at the blurry white figure's face, chuckled to herself, and playfully blurted out, "White-kun, could it be that you're not able to perform today... Hmm!"

The white figure's hand was touching her buttocks from behind.

"Don't move, go to sleep."

"Hum hum……"

Seriously, summer's almost here, it's so hot when we're cuddling together we don't even need a blanket...

Yukino Yukinoshita closed her eyes and fell asleep, and had a dream.

I dreamt of the day we met, of the cat, of the river, of the bright moon, of another chapter in my life, of the adventure that saved the world…

You never expected this, did you, Bai Jun?

You have no idea what I dreamed about, Bai Jun.

I dreamt that I liked you so much, Bai Jun.

I left the group chat, exited the game, and went into the private chat room.

Although this feels like a spur-of-the-moment decision, I still want to let my friends who have been following this story know that I will focus on finishing up the story and release it all at once after I've finished writing it.

I've been undergoing intermittent treatment for various illnesses for over half a year, resulting in a terrible update schedule and quality. I don't care about the results anymore; I just want to give everyone and myself an explanation. Taking advantage of my recent good mental and physical condition and a smooth flow of inspiration, I'll finish writing the entire sequel in one go and then publish it all at once.

Daily updates inevitably disrupt my train of thought, as I can't help but browse posts and collect readers' opinions. Now, I'll put aside the successes and failures of others and focus on bringing this book to a close.

I'll save the rest for the author's closing remarks.

Chapter Twenty-Two: The Director's Storm

"Hehehehe! You have some nerve! How dare you skip my class, the one full of energy and wisdom, which I'm the next professor to teach!"

In the special tutoring room, Jun-in-Chief Ushiromiya leaned back, raised his head, and pointed at the group of truants!

"Ha, skipping this kind of boring and tedious class is the same as skipping it."

"That's it."

"How much longer will the associate professor be speaking? I need to go back and catch up on my anime later."

"Hmm—as expected of someone who's already famous, my handsomeness level has increased by another 23.3% today."

The scumbags laughed it off, seemingly unconcerned.

Associate Professor Ushiromiya narrowed his eyes, a chilling murderous aura slowly seeping from the corners of his cracked lips.

"Associate Professor".

Bai Ying raised her hand and asked, "I need to ask for leave. Can I leave now?"

Holy crap! They actually dared to directly confront the professor? That's even more terrifying than ignoring the professor!

The scumbags group glanced sideways.

"?" Associate Professor Ushiromiya narrowed his eyes, walking down from the podium step by step, his voice drawn out, "Shiro—student, I know you have a lot of gossip, you have a legitimate job in society, and you've achieved quite a bit of success. The fact that you can still come to class is already a testament to your hard work in managing your time. You've created many works that have generated a lot of buzz, and you've given many amazing performances..."

Bai Ying sat obediently in her seat, watching Professor Ushiromiya walk to her side with his hands behind his back.

"But you don't respect me—"

A face suddenly loomed in front of me from the side, uttering words of resentment: "He wouldn't even call me professor."

"Professor, I'm so sorry," Bai Ying said with a remorseful expression. "I skipped your class because I suddenly had an inspiration. I finished the script today and want to contact actors, locations, and a director to assemble the filming crew and try to start shooting as soon as possible..."

Associate Professor Ushiromiya's resentful expression turned serious: "I, as a teacher, am involved in a scene?"

“Of course.” Bai Ying nodded. “I’m writing about those memories from my school days, so there will definitely be a lot of scenes with the teachers. I’ll definitely have to invite you to participate. Considering that you might not be good at acting, your role won’t be big, but you just need to play yourself, and that will be enough to make you a star.”

"Oh—you truly are an outstanding student of mine. I am very pleased. Society needs talents like you today." Associate Professor Ushiromiya praised with a beaming smile. "Being unconventional is the way to utilize talent. Go on, keep up the good work!"

The white figure got up and left.

Associate Professor Ushiromiya turned his head and looked at the group of scum with disdain: "Tsk, alright, now let's give you rotten potatoes a lesson..."

"Damn it! This is political donation! This is a backroom deal!"

"I refuse to accept this! I protest! I report it! I march!"

"Scumbag teacher!"

"I……"

"Shut up, you bastards! If it weren't for your failing grades affecting my professorship rating, do you think I'd care about you so much?! Other people's classes can be whatever they want, but if you can't pass mine—hehehehehe!" Associate Professor Ushiromiya revealed a ferocious expression. "You don't want me to call you for extra lessons during the holidays, do you?"

The scumbags' expressions tightened.

"Hmph, alright, let's begin the lesson. The class you bastards skipped last time was the Shabi Impact Experiment..."

Associate Professor Ushiromiya opened his textbook as if he were a person.

"Oh, the Charpy Impact experiment, you know, the one that destroyed materials, right?"

"Yes, adjust the pendulum to different heights to test how much momentum is needed to destroy the material..."

"Hey, what a boring class."

"This is so boring, so boring. It's like an elementary school math problem."

The scumbags listened to the lecture while chattering amongst themselves.

"...Very good. Now that you all understand, let's fast forward to the experimental part."

Associate Professor Ushiromiya smiled as he randomly picked Shinichiro Yamamoto from the group of scumbags, then smiled as he handcuffed and shackled him to a fixed position. He then smiled as he placed a giant pendulum in front of him and smiled as he looked at the other scumbags.

"Adjust the angle of the pendulum so that it swings and hits the target's crotch, and test the height of the pendulum needed to destroy the material—a very simple experiment, isn't it? As long as you can calculate the angle of the pendulum, then you've already learned this lesson... Friendly reminder: the correct pendulum angle must be an angle that can destroy the material."

"I've named this experiment the 'Kinoshita Chicken Experiment'!"

In short—the material must be destroyed once!

A terrifying equation flashed through the minds of the scumbags.

"what--!!!"

It's not exactly material that can be added to the script.

The white-clad figure, observing from the shadows, shook his head regretfully. College students are too adventurous and lack the naiveté of high school students.

As I walked out of the teaching building, I saw Angelina chewing bubble gum by the flower bed.

"Huh? They're out so quickly?" Angelina asked, moving her jaw. "Could it be that they colluded with the principal?"

Angelina spoke, blowing a bubble.

"Principal? A skeleton in a tomb, only wanting to spend his old age in obscurity, retire peacefully without incident, having no ambition to spread like wildfire, beyond redemption." Bai Ying casually patted Angelina's head and said proudly, "I just bribed Associate Professor Ushiromiya."

Snapped.

The bubble burst, and Angelina licked it and continued chewing: "Oh, as expected of you, you've always been particularly good at siding with teachers since you were little."

"I call this being good at utilizing human resources."

Bai Ying clicked her tongue: "Now the question is, who should we find to be the director?"

"How about director Masashi Okita? His filming skills are superb. You've collaborated many times and made quite a few highly rated films."

Angelina took out her phone and tried to take a picture of the bubbles she had blown.

Bai Ying frowned and shook her head: "The director of Mo Dao Zu Shi is too extreme. He only knows how to make things better and better and better. He doesn't respect me as the screenwriter at all. He's just the ultimate client. He's not human at all."

"How about Director Nian? He has plenty of money, connections, advanced equipment, and only wants the most expensive things. He can get any kind of people he wants and has plenty of money to spare."

Angelina snapped a few photos, looking at them with satisfaction—but they still lacked something special; they definitely needed to be given superpowers.

Bai Ying scoffed: "A bad movie director is also a heavyweight. He has the passion to create but no skills. He's always trying to steal my screenwriting job and even tries to bribe me with all sorts of secret sauces. He's an insult to art and not even human."

"Oh, then let's learn from each other's strengths and make up for our weaknesses."

Angelina's eyes lit up, and she came up with a mischievous idea: "Look, if we invite both of them to film at the same time, they'll definitely be locked in a fierce battle, constantly bickering. Wouldn't that make you the one in charge?"

"Excellent! That's a great idea! You're truly amazing, I won't repeat it!"

Bai Ying clapped her hands and said, "Then I appoint you as the chief director."

Angelina: "Huh?"

"If we invite the director of bad movies and the director of 'The Untamed' to be assistant directors, with such capable left and right arms, what big things will 9527 not be able to accomplish!"

"what--?!"

……

Tokyo, the Yukinoshita sisters' rented apartment.

After confirming the director, Bai Ying immediately sent a message to Masakazu Okita, inviting the two to meet in Tokyo.

He has a script and is preparing to assemble a film crew!

However, there is a small problem...

"Why are you here?"

Bai Ying sat behind a makeshift desk, her hands supporting her chin, puzzled, very puzzled.

Mai Sakurajima, Kazuka Toyohama, Haruno Yukinoshita, Yukinoshita, Angelina.

Suddenly everyone gathered together, leaving everyone completely bewildered.

"What's going on? What's going on?!"

The white-clad figure, cold and stern, meticulously searched for the traitor: "Speak! Who leaked the intelligence? Who leaked the news? Who stabbed me in the back again?!"

“Indeed.” Yukinoshita stroked her chin. “Tsk tsk tsk, with all these girlfriends suddenly gathering, it’s probably going to be a chaotic scene. No bastard will get away with it.”

"First of all, there's this guy with a long criminal record—too long to mention! He enjoys having boyfriends and is always trying to create some big news!" Bai Ying looked at the number one suspect. "Tell me! Did you do it?"

"It has nothing to do with me! I didn't want to be this director! If you hadn't dragged me here, I wouldn't have come!"

Director Angelina protested loudly and wanted to run away.

Bai Ying looked at the second suspect suspiciously, then suddenly smiled and coaxed, "9528, you've achieved your goal. Now it's time to jump out and announce your plan. Otherwise, wouldn't it be very frustrating to not see the victim's expression of sudden realization that it's too late?"

“That’s right, I did it.” Yukinoshita Haruno nodded slowly, looking around. “Today! I think it’s time to settle things! Let’s see who among us is the biggest jerk—Come on! Everyone, show your Stands!”