A youth story of a passerby at the end of the world

"..."

Mai Sakurajima was squatting in front of the washing machine, stuffing light-colored clothes into it. She even had time to hand over the clean clothes that were hanging on top of the washing machine.

“…Here you go.” She said this while looking down at her tightly closed legs.

It's because of the fact that it's "clearly visible" that this shy demeanor gives off a particularly erotic vibe, doesn't it?

"At least listen to see if anyone's outside," she muttered, pretending not to care.

"Sorry, but... you're a bit too quiet." Uesugi Genshin took the clothes without making a sound, so how could he tell?

Wearing a white shirt and gray capri pants, he turned and went back to the bathroom, quickly putting on the clothes. They didn't fit properly; the original owner of the clothes wasn't his height, and he left the top two buttons undone.

Upon opening the door, I saw that Mai Sakurajima had already stood up and was pressing the button on the washing machine.

"I won't wash your underwear, make that clear first." Her ears and neck, visible through her hairline, were also stained red.

"Okay, I'll wash it by hand later." That's normal.

Upon entering the living room, I walked straight through to the refrigerator in the kitchen and took out a can of beer from the side of the refrigerator.

"Glug glug, ah..."

With a beer can to his lips, Uesugi Genshin looked towards the living room, and the heads that had been turned to look at him instantly turned back, looking down at their phones.

This situation should only last for today, right?

He finished the rest of the drink in one gulp, turned around and went back to the bathroom, intending to wash his own underwear immediately.

Mai Sakurajima was no longer in the bathroom, but the sounds she made could be heard coming from the shower; it seemed she was planning to take a shower soon.

Through the frosted glass of the bathroom, he could see a figure inside, slowly undressing, revealing a clearly defined and alluring curve that was truly sexy. Uesugi Genshin stood there dumbfounded, feeling like Tang Sanzang admiring a national treasure at night.

and many more......

When he was changing clothes inside just now... was he seen clearly by the people outside?

"..."

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He peered through the gap between the buildings and saw the 7 a.m. sun; the breeze on the balcony was fresh yet slightly cool.

"Phew..." He touched his clothes; they were washed early and dried early, almost completely dry.

After changing, he planned to wash up, as he had things to do in the morning.

He slept on the floor last night because the sofa was too narrow. He had to be careful not to fall off all the time, which felt a bit awkward for a guy like him.

So Mai Sakurajima brought over a bed and blankets from elsewhere, and the two of them worked together to make them up in the living room near the balcony.

Actually, they don't have enough beds. They used to be able to sleep sideways, but now they all sleep on the floor. However, they still sleep together and their relationship remains the same.

As he was brushing his teeth with a new toothbrush, Kaori Toyohama, wearing a black tank top, walked in sleepily, stopped behind him, and yawned widely.

Uesugi Genshin gave her a little space, and she began to wash her hands, then splashed cold water on her face. Her burning face was covered by warm hands, and she could instantly feel the temperature difference.

Generally speaking, when you put your hand on your face, where does it feel hot?

Kazuka Toyohama looked up and stared at the mirror. She still had a black hair tie on her wrist, even though her hair no longer needed to be tied up.

My mood instantly improved this morning; I'm fully recharged from now on.

"Wait." She grabbed Uesugi Genshin, who was about to leave.

"what happened?"

"Wait a minute!" Fengbin called out as he and Xiang ran towards his sister's bedroom. In the sunlight shining through the living room, their bare legs under their shorts gleamed white.

When he returned, he was holding a pair of red glasses. "Try them on," he said.

As she spoke, she put the glove on Uesugi Genshin herself, offering her own assessment.

"Hmm... a refined beast, huh?" His demeanor softened somewhat with the glasses on.

"What are you doing?" is a look that treats someone like an idiot.

"Hmph~" Unmoved, Toyohama Kazuka proudly raised her head, hands on her hips, "My sister's glasses are still not good enough, they're too flashy. I should get a pair of gold-rimmed glasses later, that would be more elegant."

She took off Uesugi Genshin's glasses, picked up an eyebrow pencil from the side, and instructed, "Don't move."

Kazuka Toyohama gently brought her face closer, looking down at his jelly-like lips as they slowly approached. They exuded a pure fragrance, and her glossy hair rustled against his neck.

With a light touch of an eyebrow pencil under the corner of his eye, a beauty mark appeared under his right eye.

His helpless expression, to outsiders, was an incurable look of world-weariness, a melancholic kind of handsome man.

Feng Bin and Xiang pursed their pink lips, feeling their heart pounding harder and harder, as if it were about to burst out of their thin chests, yet they were afraid he would hear it.

If a "beauty" with a beauty mark under her eye exists, she must look like this.

Ah, I'm tempted.

How to do it?

Chapter 113: The Hardship

"Um... are you Kasumigaoka-senpai?" A girl spoke to him.

Behind the girl who spoke were three other people, one of whom was wearing the same school uniform as her, which meant...

"A student of Toyonosaki?" Kasumigaoka Utaha turned around, impatiently tapping the ground with her school uniform shoes.

She stood with her arms crossed at the entrance of Xiuzhiyuan, the setting sun casting a charming crimson glow on her face.

As one of the two beauties of Toyonosaki Academy, she is highly recognizable among the students, so it is not surprising that she was recognized.

Although she wasn't alone, Kato Megumi, who was actually wearing a school uniform, stood at the edge of the green belt, but was overlooked because she blended perfectly into the environment.

"It really is Kasumigaoka-senpai~" The girl revealed the joy of guessing correctly and looked at each other with her companion behind her.

In Kasumigaoka Utaha's opinion, the other party had no reason to contact her; it was probably just a boring attempt to verify her guesses.

This only added to her already pent-up frustration. Instead of responding with a sarcastic remark, she simply couldn't be bothered to say anything more. "Is there anything else?"

"Ah~" The other person covered their mouth, clearly unsure how to continue the conversation.

"Why is Kasumigaoka-senpai here?" another girl asked.

"Also, did your boyfriend, the Sword Saint, join Shuchiin Academy?" another girl asked without stopping.

How far have these rumors gone? Boyfriend?

"I'm just here to negotiate with Shuchiin, I'll be leaving soon." She answered the question briefly, "I have other things to do here."

Her aloof tone, coupled with her haughty demeanor, made her resemble a magnificent red peony—this was how others perceived Kasumigaoka Utaha.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Faced with Kasumigaoka Utaha's intimidating aura, the girl quickly apologized.

"Hey? What's up?"

Someone still recklessly asked, "Can't you read the air?" Kasumigaoka Utaha was about to open her mouth and spew a retort.

"Waiting for me." The cool girl's voice behind her interrupted Kasumigaoka Utaha's brewing outburst.

Kasumigaoka Utaha turned to look at the person who had arrived, and the coldness emanating from her brows lessened considerably.

"Then we'll take our leave." The group of girls then tactfully departed.

"What's that outfit? Another disguise?" Of course, she wasn't waiting for this person. Hayasaka Ai from Shuchiin stood there, her eyes darting around, seemingly waiting for someone.

Her side ponytail was let down and braided into a serious-looking braid. The hairstyle, which should have looked old-fashioned, didn't stand out at all on her.

Because of her current demeanor, she resembles a taciturn and capable waiter; she would look even more like one if she wore a maid's long dress.

"We might meet again, so I've put on a little disguise." She crossed her hands over her lower abdomen, maintaining an air of high-class etiquette.

"Really useful?"

"Hairstyle is really important to a person." Hayasaka Ai clearly has a new understanding and appreciation of this point.

"I see." Kasumigaoka Utaha said no more and turned to continue looking outside Shuchiin.

"It's getting dark. If you don't want to be stared at, you should go back first," Hayasaka Ai suggested, standing next to Kasumigaoka Utaha.

"They're not back yet..." she muttered to herself.

Hayasaka Ai knew who she was talking about, but... "I guess those girls will spread the word everywhere when they get back, and someone might see it on the school's online forums right away."

"but......"

Hayasaka Ai almost felt a pang of sympathy at the sight of her vulnerability and delicate charm, even though she was a girl herself.

The sin is so serious~

“With his fighting skills, nothing will happen to him. Besides, it’s even less likely he’ll come back after dark; it’s too dangerous at night, and Uesugi is a cautious man,” Hayasaka Ai tried to persuade him.

If it normally takes a whole morning to get to Kanagawa, then if there's even a slight delay in the afternoon, there might not be enough time to get back. If you do the math, it's normal for someone not to be back by the first day.

"At least wait until dark..."

"Phew, then I'll stay with you."

"Thank you, are you alright?" She sincerely bowed slightly in thanks, and miraculously, this person did not offend Kasumigaoka Utaha, even though they were strangers she had only known for a day.

"Yeah, I'm pretty free." Hayasaka Ai said this with a blank expression, though she felt utterly helpless inside.

Because I'm really free.

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"I'll go check out the Inage Ward again tomorrow," Hiratsuka Shizuka said casually to Yukino Yukinoshita, who was waiting for orders from the student council.

It's highly likely that things weren't as easy as she described; she avoided the main point and didn't tell the truth, which is typical of teachers.

The night wind blew in through the wide-open window, messing up the long, straight black hair of the two women.

Yukino Yukinoshita kept a straight face as she tidied her hair and watched her teacher leave, while Shizuka Hiratsuka didn't seem to care much about her hair.

Today's work efficiency was noticeably lower. There was a huge pile of reports and applications submitted by various departments in the evening, sitting there untouched.

That snow-covered figure had something in his hands that he hadn't finished yet, a rare instance of procrastination that surprised Hachiman Hikigaya.

He wasn't the only one with this feeling; Hayato Hayama also cast a surprised and suspicious glance at Yukino Yukinoshita.

Thanks to this, he and Hayama both stopped and stood still. Iroha Isshiki sat on the sofa as if she had lost all her energy, not showing any intention of greeting anyone, and stared intently at the kettle on the coffee table.

The current operational team's follow-up actions are based on the application lists submitted by various departments to the logistics department. For example, the cooking department is short of soy sauce, since soy sauce is poured into the kitchen in bottles when cooking. They plan for one of the teams to go to BigA's supermarket tomorrow.

The documents in their hands were being checked one last time to see if there were any additions.

"...Um, is this okay?"

It's hard to say it if the other person is silently doing their work, but now that Yukino Yukinoshita is tapping her pen on the paper without making any move and her homework has been interrupted, it's easy to say it!

He really wanted to be free from work as soon as possible!

Hayato Hayama suddenly came to his senses. He and Hikigaya had come here on business. He smiled at Yukino Yukinoshita.

"If it's not too much trouble." His overly polite tone convinced everyone that this was Hayato Hayama.

"Ah, sorry, please continue." Yukino Yukinoshita said, taking the item and flipping through it.

"I will give you an answer before 10 p.m.

So, it's likely that Isshiki from the other side will be the one to deliver it in the end, Hachiman Hikigaya guessed.

It's different from when someone else is around. That person really hates working overtime and staying up late because he mentioned having a tough experience at the beginning. So he quickly and early resolved all the executive department matters and vice president's work, and it was hard to think about anything after 9 o'clock.

She not only failed to regain the efficiency she had when she was the vice president, but her performance actually declined due to some kind of maladjustment, and she was not in good condition.

"Ha..." Hachiman Hikigaya muttered a plea for help and left the student council room with Hayato Hayama.

“Um… Yukinoshita-senpai,” Isshiki Iroha called out softly.

"Ok?"

"Want some Pocky? I stole it from your drawer, senpai." Iroha Isshiki held up a rectangular box, which perfectly covered her little face.

"..."

With a "snap snap" sound, the sound of the pen falling rang out again.