Uneasy daily life

very scary!

"It's about time to go buy drinks, but I think I'll pass. Anyway, that's all, you guys are busy..."

Hachiman Hikigaya muttered a string of words as he shrank back into his seat, like a frog startled by a snake.

How scary, I want to go home...

Damn it, why are you making a sound when you have nothing better to do? You're so self-conscious, disgusting, really disgusting!

Yumiko Miura withdrew her gaze and saw Yui Yuigahama staring at the strange guy from before. Her eyebrows furrowed, and she said angrily, "What are you looking at? I'm talking to you!"

"Ah, I'm sorry..."

"Here we go again! I don't want an apology! You—"

As Miura Yumiko burned with rage, a loud, youthful voice suddenly rang out from outside.

"Please enjoy—'The Maid's Troubles'!"

The gears of the argument paused for a moment, then were stopped by the relentless, almost chanting voice, unable to continue turning.

"The Queen noticed that her personal maid had been acting strangely lately, so she summoned the maid for a talk."

After a brief introduction of the background, the boy's narration faded away.

A slightly shrill, mature female voice appeared.

"Oh, my servant, why have you not shared lunch with me these past few days? Why have you not ridden alongside me? Why have you not been honest with me?"

The weak female voice that appears represents a maid.

Maid: "My Queen, please forgive me for finding it difficult to speak."

Queen: "I am your queen, and you must obey my commands!"

Maid: "...I'm sorry."

Queen: "You can no longer hide it! I've inquired around and found out that Beatrice saw you in the kitchen, weeping in anguish; Steele saw you staggering in the hallway; and your roommate, Ais, saw you secretly washing your bloodstained dress and counting your money!"

Maid: "Thank you for your trouble... I... I..."

Queen: "I am your queen! Is your family sick? Is your friend in trouble? Are you being deceived? If you are in distress, how can I not lend a helping hand?! Why? Why! You let strangers tarnish your dignity! You sell your honor for a price! You make me heartbroken and sleepless! What has damaged our love? Is it this illusory majesty that has already been stripped away for you?! If so, we are ultimately destined to be apart (sobs)..."

Maid: "Oh... I... You've already gone so far as to disregard your dignity, so I can't hide it anymore! I—I've recently developed hemorrhoids!"

In the corridor outside the classroom, Yukino Yukinoshita stood with her arms crossed, initially annoyed that the other person was blocking her from going in to fight and was making a silly fool of herself. Upon hearing this, she couldn't help but lean back.

If she were to laugh here, her image as an aloof and unattainable beauty in the eyes of outsiders would crumble.

The dramatic actress vividly portrayed the voice of a weak maid who had given up entirely, uttering words in rapid succession, her tone rising higher and higher to highlight her self-abandonment: "The lesions in the kitchen have cracked, hence the painful tears! Leaving was unbearable, hence the staggering! My clothes are stained with blood, and I can only secretly wash them! I count the money, hoping to seek medicine and medical help! I dare not approach you, how utterly helpless my heart is!"

The maid's voice switched back to the boy's emotionless, clear narration.

"The next day, the Queen issued an order to summon three thousand doctors to perform hemorrhoid surgery on the maid!"

"The End - Thank you for reading, and thank you all for your support."

The white-clad figure, with a touch of江湖 (jianghu, the world of martial arts and chivalry) air, raised his hand in a respectful bow. Impromptu performances were nothing to him.

The most awkward situation is when you're singing loudly in a crowd, and no one notices you as people come and go; no matter how noisy it is, you remain completely silent.

The leader's favorite way to train newcomers is to take them out on the street to show off their skills; Bai Ying would call him a social anxiety training expert.

In the classroom next door, a burst of laughter came from someone, and it spread rapidly like a contagious disease. Laughter of varying pitch, straight or twisted, sounded like crying or coughing.

In the crowd, a chubby student, for some unknown reason, exclaimed with emotion, oblivious to everyone around him, "That's amazing! I've seen my dream!!"

Yukino Yukinoshita's beautiful face was slightly distorted; she was trembling all over, and turned her head to the side, her lips tightly pressed together.

Hold back!

The white figure calmly bowed and nodded to those around her, then stepped around to Yukino Yukinoshita, extended her right hand, and smiled elegantly.

"Damn..." Yukino Yukinoshita took a deep breath, barely suppressing her emotions, though her chest would occasionally heave. "What are you doing..."

You want to laugh.

"No."

"It's okay, I want to laugh too."

After saying that, Bai Ying made a funny face, instantly turning his handsomeness into amusement.

It has been proven that facial expressions have an immeasurable impact on a person's appearance. When an expression reaches a certain level, whether that person is handsome or ugly becomes meaningless. Transcending the objective facts of physical existence, it will transform into a spiritual totem, rising slowly and becoming an immortal star.

For example, 'Ya shi la ni' (a vulgar expression), or 'zhen xiang' (a vul

"puff--!"

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Yukino Yukinoshita quickly covered her mouth, but still couldn't help making some rather inelegant sounds.

She covered her stomach and mouth, her body trembling, as if someone had smeared a handful of emotions on her face—a mixture of shame, laughter, anger, embarrassment, suppressed emotions, and gritted teeth.

Yukino Yukinoshita raised her gentle yet murderous gaze, only to see the white figure fleeing away.

This guy did it on purpose!

But running after it like that...

"Cough-cough-!"

Yukino Yukinoshita coughed a few times, her still slightly flushed face cold, and she swept her sharp gaze around. There were flashes of swords and shadows, cutting off laughter and sight.

She walked directly into the classroom of Class F in the first grade through the back door in a very open and aboveboard manner.

Unlike the students outside who were just watching an impromptu performance for free, the atmosphere in Class F of the first year was unusually strange. Many eyes were fixed on the frozen Miura Yumiko and Yuigahama Yui, with a mix of suppressed laughter, curiosity, and odd emotions...

Miura Yumiko's expression was a mix of anger and amusement, a distorted look. She slammed her hand on the table, her gaze sweeping over the other students in the class with the aura of a primal predator, and exclaimed, "Huh—?! Is it that funny?!"

The warm spring was suddenly torn to pieces by the reversed winter wind.

The students watching quickly looked away, pretending to be doing their own thing.

"puff……"

Yumiko Miura's gaze pierced her, and Yui Yuigahama quickly wiped the smile off her face, stood up straight, and behaved like a child waiting for a scolding from her teacher.

"Phew... That's enough, what a weirdo."

It was unclear who she was referring to, or whether it was both, but Miura Yumiko couldn't bring herself to scold her. She simply raised her chin and said angrily, "Tell me, what kind of hemorrhoids do you have!"

"Ugh—!" Yui Yuigahama exclaimed, her face flushed red with shame and indignation, "Yumiko!"

"Ah this..."

Miura Yumiko felt awkward and was about to say something when her expression turned cold, and she asked in an unfriendly tone, "Yukino Yukinoshita? What is it?"

"Huh? Xiaoxue?"

Yui Yuigahama then noticed the person who came in and quickly said, "I'm sorry, Yuki, I'm late..."

"Yuhihama-san, if you were going to be late, you should have explained it in advance, right? Making plans with someone without permission and then leaving them hanging is very rude."

Yukino Yukinoshita glanced at Yumiko Miura, then looked at Yui Yuigahama and asked, "But you seem to be working quite hard. What's the reason?"

Yui Yuigahama clasped her hands together apologetically and said, "I'm sorry, I don't have Yuki's email address, so I can't say anything..."

"Oh, that's alright then. Unexpected things happen sometimes, there's nothing we can do about it. Just take care of it quickly."

Yukino Yukinoshita prepared to leave, seemingly oblivious to the stares of Yumiko Miura.

"Hey—! I'm talking to Yui!"

Miura Yumiko shouted angrily, but Yukino Yukinoshita ignored her and prepared to leave Class F on her own.

While burning with anger, Yumiko Miura caught a glimpse of the lunchbox Yui Yuigahama was holding, and a flash of lightning seemed to strike her mind—she understood everything!

The words slipped out: "Yukino Yukinoshita! You're Yui's hemorrhoid?!"

It's quiet now.

Everything was quiet.

Yui Yuigahama watched as Yukino Yukinoshita's smiling expression froze.

Yukino Yukinoshita stopped in her tracks as she was about to leave.

Dark clouds gathered in the sky, and the volcano seemed poised to erupt.

The mischievous child in the carriage playfully stretched out his foot to tease the stranger.

Wow! Is this woman an idiot?!

Why start a war?!

Hachiman Hikigaya, while eating his bento, eagerly watched. "Let's fight! Let's fight! I love watching women fight!"

"Huh? Oh—! Yumiko!!"

Yui Yuigahama stamped her feet like an ant on a hot pan, her face flushed with embarrassment and anger, her cries sounding the horn of war.

"what……"

Yukino Yukinoshita sighed with a tone of helplessness and sarcasm. She turned to face Yumiko Miura, casually tossed her hair aside, and said quickly and gently, "Can't your brain even understand such a simple drama? It's really hard to understand the thinking of apes. Yui-san invited me to lunch, but I have to face your interrogation here. My only concern is that you just don't like me."

"Your interpersonal relationships are what's making people uneasy."

Yumiko Miura was still reeling from the shock of 'what did I say?' when she was immediately subjected to a barrage of insults. Coming to her senses, she trembled with rage: 'You…'

"It's hard to imagine that there are people like you with such an excessive feudal mindset in modern society. Your ecosystem, which is thousands of years behind society, is really incomprehensible. For example, your so-called friends must be some kind of convenient thing, huh."

Yukino Yukinoshita spoke in a calm tone, with a kind expression, but her words were sharp and incisive, like Dugu Qiubai before he came of age, who competed with the heroes of Hebei. She was fierce, powerful, and invincible.

"Xiaoxue..."

Yui Yuigahama called out softly, her eyes filled with earnestness.

Yukino Yukinoshita temporarily stopped attacking. She didn't understand why Yui Yuigahama valued this relationship so much, but she wouldn't presumptuously try to correct her.

"You guy-!"

Yumiko Miura stood up in anger.

"Alright, alright, Yumiko, Yukinoshita, both of you stop for a moment."

At the center of the popular male circle, the handsome blond boy, Hayato Hayama, stepped forward. He pulled Yumiko Miura aside, smiled wryly, and tried to smooth things over, gesturing with his eyes to Yui Yuigahama, who was sandwiched in the middle.

Yumiko Miura endured the pain with a grim expression.

"I go first."

Yukino Yukinoshita ignored Hayato Hayama and turned to Yui Yuigahama, asking, "Can you come over later?"

"Okay! Xiaoxue, you go to the activity room first, I'll be there in a bit."

"it is good."

Yukino left the classroom, and the atmosphere eased.

Chapter Eleven: If they won't go to the bathroom with me, they must be seeing someone else.

"..."

Yumiko Miura sat in her seat, playing with her phone, expressionless and silent.

Yui Yuigahama said timidly, "Actually, I've been going to the club a lot lately, so I haven't been able to hang out with everyone... I was planning to have lunch with Yuki today..."

Yumiko Miura replied indifferently, "Oh."

Seeing this, Yui Yuigahama became even more uneasy. She smiled bitterly and mumbled, "Well... I've always been used to reading people's expressions when I speak and act... I know this habit is bad... Yuki, Hachiman, and Shiro are all very interesting people. They say what they mean. Although Yuki rarely initiates conversations, Hachiman sometimes makes strange laughs while reading, and Shiro is sometimes normal and sometimes not... They're all completely different from me... But, um..."

Miura Yumiko let out a helpless sigh and said stiffly, "I don't understand what you're saying."

"Haha, I don't really know how to put it... If I had to say—I really envy them and want to be friends with them..."

Yui Yuigahama awkwardly tugged at a strand of hair that was hanging down her side.

Yumiko Miura tapped her phone impatiently: "So what?!"

A voice drifted in from the hallway: "Oh dear! Yumiko, I'm going to go to the bathroom with Yukino-chan after class from now on. You definitely don't want to go with Yukino-chan, so I didn't dare say anything! What if you don't want to go to the bathroom with me anymore?"