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

She herself wasn't up to it, so Yukino Yukinoshita greatly admired Shiromaru-senpai, especially when it came to noisy, unfamiliar children. If it were her own child, she would definitely educate him/her properly, playing the role of the strict mother and letting the father play the role of the loving father. Anyway...

he......?

The vague image in her mind immediately became vivid, causing Yukino Yukinoshita's heart to waver rapidly.

"That's the natural way to counter a cunning person." Uesugi Genshin teased Haruno, saying it as soon as he thought of it.

"Hey~, it's just because that kid is so soft and squishy, ​​it doesn't feel real to bully him." Yukinoshita Haruno gave a different interpretation of her opinion on Shiromaru.

Hey, hey, hey, did he just hear something bullying? Hachiman paused, his chopsticks hovering over his hand, mentally chuckling to himself.

"What's wrong?" Uesugi Genshin, who was also thinking of retorting, saw that Yukinoshita's chopsticks had stopped in mid-air, and her frowning expression seemed to indicate that she had thought of something embarrassing.

"No." Yukino Yukinoshita let out a slow breath, regaining her composure, and lowered her head, saying, "It's nothing."

"Oh." Uesugi Genshin put the chopsticks in his mouth. He understood, because sometimes he would suddenly think of something embarrassing at the dinner table.

He even coined a very apt phrase to describe it: "I wish I could bang my head against the ground."

Chapter 228: Morning Fanservice

Whether it's writhing like a maggot in bed late at night, the shame of banging your head against the wall, or the embarrassment of digging your toes into a four-bedroom, three-living-room house.

This statement is applicable to various situations.

"Yukino-chan..."

"I said it's nothing." Yukino Yukinoshita said in a half-annoyed tone, vaguely sensing that her sister was about to cause trouble again.

"Eh~"

"If we don't eat now, the teacher will eat them all!" Hachiman, sensing the tension, smoothed things over.

"Hey, hey, that's slander!" Hiratsuka Shizuka protested, as if she were some kind of foodie.

"Isn't that right?" Hachiman asked her in return.

"Mind reading?" This startled Hiratsuka Shizuka.

"?" Hachiman tilted his head in confusion, looking at his teacher who suddenly shrank back as if startled.

“After all, it’s Hiratsuka-sensei.” Uesugi Genshin smiled with his eyes closed.

The evidence is the pile of fish slices in his bowl, and the fact that his chopsticks are now reaching in to grab new ones—a classic case of wanting more while eating what's in his bowl.

"Ah, Xiaojing... there's an old saying that being able to eat is a blessing, so don't worry about it so much."

"Hiratsuka-sensei, please eat as much as you can, it's alright." Yukino Yukinoshita gave him a kind smile and cast a gentle glance at him.

"..." This left Hiratsuka Shizuka unsure whether to continue reaching for her chopsticks or pull them back. "Speaking of which, Uesugi, you'll definitely become a good bride someday."

Ignoring the second half of Hiratsuka-sensei's sentence, Uesugi Genshin lazily said, "Well, I won't do it next time."

"Why?" Hiratsuka Shizuka asked with great regret.

“Because it’s expensive. Do you know how much I spent on these ingredients and seasonings?” Uesugi Genshin asked resolutely, pointing with his chopsticks across the table.

“That’s the system,” Yukino Yukinoshita nodded calmly. This was originally a policy she and the other party had formulated, discouraging cooking at their residences and encouraging them to eat in the cafeteria instead.

Even the rule-makers will abide by it, but the price is that Uesugi Genshin will lose all the money he saved up this week.

Last week, because of my father's situation, I exchanged all my money for survival supplies, leaving nothing for myself. I even borrowed money from my girlfriend to eat lunch that day, although I treated her to an extra meal in the end.

Furthermore, I was not at Zongwu High School for the next few days, and I did not receive any action bonuses.

And now he is penniless again, with nothing in his pocket.

"If you were to sell it, I'm sure someone would be willing to pay for it," Hiratsuka Shizuka sighed regretfully.

"I already said it's home-style cooking." After muttering to himself, Uesugi Genshin quickly shoveled a mouthful of rice into his mouth.

"Who would believe that? It's just home cooking. If you asked Yukinoshita to make it, could she even do it?" Hiratsuka Shizuka casually retorted, pointing the tips of her chopsticks at the ceiling.

“I can do it.” Unexpectedly, Yukino Yukinoshita said frankly, “I’ve memorized the recipe, so it’s not that difficult to replicate it.”

But she wouldn't make spicy dishes on purpose unless someone wanted to eat them.

"Oh, oh." Uesugi Genshin clapped his hands lightly and said happily, "Then I'll trouble you to do it next time."

"...We'll talk about it next time."

"Great!" Ignoring her helpless tone, Hiratsuka Shizuka clenched her fist and cheered in a victorious tone upon hearing Yukinoshita's almost tacit reply.

The five of them then finished the meal, leaving the two men and one woman, who had the biggest appetites, to clean up.

The others planned to stay and play a little longer, so everyone quickly tidied up the living room.

There was no reason not to ask the guests for help, so Kasumigaoka Utaha and Sakurajima Mai, who hadn't originally planned to help with cooking, worked together in the kitchen to wash pots and dishes, one washing and the other wiping, their division of labor was perfect.

Uesugi Genshin was enjoying his leisure time, sitting on the carpet by the balcony glass, listening to the noise from the living room, and gazing at the dark sky outside with his chin in his hand.

The moon was veiled in a grayish-purple veil, and seemed to dance like a dancer. Fortunately, there were no howling wild dogs or mournful cawing of crows, letting him know that he was still in the city, in a safe building.

Closest to him were Yumiko, Yui, Ebina, and Orimoto; they were playing hanafuda (flower cards).

This is a card game that originated in Azuchi-Momoyama, during the Sengoku period, and was initially inspired by the Portuguese.

Hanafuda consists of 48 cards, with 4 cards forming a month, for a total of 12 months.

The 48 cards, after being perfected, encapsulate the essence of Japanese culture, containing not only Japanese customs, rituals, and various activities, ceremonies, and traditions.

Unlike mahjong, it is also full of educational meaning, somewhat like the twenty-four solar terms.

At that moment, Yumiko was facing away from him, nervously staring at the cards in her hand, thinking about how to score points.

Because it was a traditional game, Uesugi Genshin still knew how to play it. Two hundred years later, the pattern was exactly the same as the one he had seen for the first time, still in the style of ukiyo-e completed in the Edo period.

"Do you need help?" Uesugi Genshin climbed over and peeked out from Yumiko's shoulder.

"Go away, I want to play by myself." She pushed his face away, showing no appreciation whatsoever, or rather, she was too proud to ask for help, even while playing the game so seriously.

"Hahaha..." Ebina chuckled sheepishly, "Yumiko has won before, but Yui..."

"Um... I need some help." Yui, who was to Yumiko's right, shyly raised her hand for help.

“Okay.” Uesugi Genshin climbed over to Yui again, then sat behind her with his legs spread apart, looking at the cards in her hand.

Just then, Yui leaned back gently, treating him like a sofa, with her legs as the armrests, and even cautiously looked back to see his reaction.

She was wearing a pink hoodie, exuding a faint fragrance, and hadn't worn any extra clothes underneath.

How did he know? Because... the bra clasp on Yui's back was digging into him.

Kaori Orimoto looked up and saw this scene. She tilted her head in surprise, wondering what was going on with this couple-like seating arrangement.

She glanced at Ebina sitting to her left. He looked at her through the back of his glasses and then smiled.

On the right, Miura finally made up his mind and decided to play his card.

Everyone else is calm, so is it that something is wrong with her?!

At this moment, Kaori Orimoto began to question her life. She looked towards Hikigaya outside the arena and saw him sitting with Kawasaki, holding little Kyoka in his arms, and his younger sister Komachi next to him.

This is also... a very harmonious scene.

She felt a sharp pain in her heart, as if she had been scratched by a blade of grass, something she couldn't quite explain.

"Kaori, it's your turn," Ebina reminded her; it was her turn.

"Oh, okay." She immediately reverted to her carefree self, knowing full well that this was the most relaxed way. "Then..."

We played until after nine o'clock before everyone decided to leave.

"Hmm~, that was a lot of fun." Iroha Isshiki stretched and waved goodbye. "See you next time, Senpai."

“Oh,” Uesugi Genshin replied, raising his hand as well.

"Thank you for the meal." Yukino Yukinoshita thanked her earnestly, "It was a very delicious dinner."

As she finished speaking, a slight smile appeared on her lips. Hearing the chatter of others in the aisle behind her, she let out a gentle chuckle.

"That's good." Uesugi Genshin leaned against the wall and smiled.

"See you tomorrow." She turned and walked out the door, her steps light yet powerful, as elegant as a beautiful white swan.

"Well, see you tomorrow."

It was purely by chance, but basically, those who lived farther away went first, while those who lived across the street were at the very back.

It also depends on how close the relationship is; the person living across the hall is actually less in a hurry to leave.

As Mai walked past him nonchalantly, intending to leave, Uesugi Genshin grabbed her, turned her around so she faced inwards, and kicked the door shut.

"Why are you planning to leave too?" Uesugi Genshin scolded, blowing hot breath into her ear, while his hand on her lower abdomen began to climb upwards restlessly.

I expected to be met with scornful looks and harsh insults, but instead I saw her face turn red and she was flustered.

"Wait......"

She looked up at me with a glare, as if trying to suppress her shyness; the gesture was incredibly cute.

"My change of clothes are still across the street."

“That’s easy.” Uesugi Genshin took her hand and led her to the bedroom, opened the closet, took out a T-shirt, and shook it out. “You can wear this.”

One T-shirt is missing from his wardrobe; it must have been worn that morning.

"Then I'll take a shower first."

"Didn't you already wash yourself?" After the afternoon operation, everyone washes off the blood and dust.

So Uesugi Genshin grabbed her hand and pulled her into his arms, "This is what you wear after washing it; before that..."

As she spoke, her hand moved up along the pantyhose until it reached the top of her thigh, where the fabric was still visible.

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"..." Feng Bin and Xiang Chi, who had just finished showering, sat blankly on the sofa in the living room, staring at the minute and second hands of the clock ticking away.

"Go to sleep early, you have a performance tomorrow, don't you?" Kasumigaoka Utaha walked out of the bathroom, drying her long, wet hair and wearing a loose, pure white T-shirt.

"Okay, I'm not a child anymore. I'm fine by myself most of the time." Feng Binhexiang pouted and glanced at her, then immediately looked back at the TV in front of her.

"That's because your older sister usually takes care of you." Putting the towel back in its place, Kasumigaoka Utaha slowly walked towards the bedroom.

"You're not my sister." She's happy when her sister bosses her around, but other people are a different story.

"Hmph~" Kasumigaoka Utaha let out a meaningful sound, her hand resting on the door frame, and said with a mischievous smile, "That's hard to say."

Finally, she gave a serious reminder, "Since I'm in charge of your performance, if you have a sleep problem and something goes wrong tomorrow, I'll have to kowtow to him on his bed to apologize. Hmm, thinking about it, that's not so bad."

With a serious expression, she said something unserious. Her face flushed red, and she yelled, "Go to sleep, you slut!"

"Hehehe." Kasumigaoka Utaha let out a cheerful laugh and closed the door. "Good night."

When Kato Megumi came out of the bathroom, the living room lights were off, but the person in front of the television was sitting with their knees drawn up to their chest, staring intently at the flickering screen in the darkness.

She tilted her head slightly, thought for a moment, then walked over and sat down next to Toyohama Kazuka. "Can't you sleep?"

“…Hmm.” Unlike with Kasumigaoka, when it came to Kato, Toyohama Kazuka mumbled softly, “You go to sleep first, I’ll watch some more TV.”

Feng Binhe felt the sofa move; the person next to her had gotten up. She didn't think much of it and continued watching TV.

But after a short while, I suddenly felt myself being covered by a cloth—a blanket!

It turns out that Kato didn't go back, but went back into the house to get this.

"I'm also very interested in this movie, let's watch it together."

She claimed to be interested, but her face showed no interest whatsoever. Although he already knew she was always like this, his heart was filled with indescribable emotions. Toyohama Kazuka buried her face between her legs and asked, "Where's your blanket?"

"Ah, this is the only one." Without turning her head, Kato Megumi said nonchalantly.

"I see." She shifted her position slightly, then unfolded the blanket and covered Kato with it. "We're going to watch it together, aren't we?"

"OK."

They then wrapped themselves in the same blanket and curled up on the sofa, watching TV, while the bedroom door closed quietly.

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In the morning, Uesugi Genshin suddenly discovered something.

"Huh huh huh~"