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

"Zaimokuza, what would you like to drink?" Uesugi Genshin asked, turning his voice around.

"Oh, any juice will do."

"OK"

I bought myself a can of lemonade, but unfortunately the vending machine didn't have the milk tea I wanted.

As his soda clattered to the ground, Uesugi Genshin pulled it out along with the cherry-flavored juice he'd casually bought in his right hand and headed towards Hachiman Hikigaya and Zaimokuza.

"Here you go." He handed the cherry-flavored juice, which he himself had never tried, to the woodworker.

"Thank you." Yoshiteru Zaimokuza replied earnestly, taking the juice and examining it closely to see what kind it was. He placed his hand on his thick chin, pondering, seemingly having never had it before.

“Every new attempt feels like a new adventure,” he said, looking up with a sigh.

So please don't relapse...

Physical education class is the first class in the afternoon, which means there is only one class left before school ends.

According to Uesugi Genshin, even if he died, it wouldn't matter. He now completely understood Liu Bei's idea of ​​"After fighting for so many years, can't you enjoy yourself?"

That's right. I've fought so many wars over the years, can't I enjoy myself a bit?

However, his parents in this life had some hopes for their son to succeed, so they decided to send him from the countryside of Hokkaido to Tokyo. Therefore, Uesugi Genshin ultimately chose to take the entrance exam for Sobu High School in the neighboring Chiba district.

The reason is... rent in Tokyo is too expensive. So, even though the protagonists in Tokyo don't seem to have much money, they all have houses to live in.

Although I've basically achieved financial freedom now and no longer need to ask my family for living expenses, I still feel bad for my parents in this life if any bad rumors get back to me.

So for now, I'll just abide by the basic rules of being a student; whether I listen to the lectures or not is another matter.

Hachiman's approach of getting single-digit scores in science subjects but ranking in the top five in humanities is something he should learn from. Instantly, his already relaxed Japanese high school life became even more relaxed, no, more than half of it.

After changing his clothes, Uesugi Genshin returned to his class, Class E. His seat was at the back, but unfortunately, it wasn't the second-to-last row by the window, which was reserved for the protagonist.

"Sorry to keep you waiting."

"My sister walked slowly towards us, bathed in the setting sun. It was probably evening, and her face was a little red."

"Of course, I hope there are other reasons."

"Thank you for coming." The long wait only strengthened my resolve. I looked directly at my sister, unwavering.

"Did she realize something?"

"I have something I want to tell you. I have to say it."

""I like you""

"It's the kind of liking that comes from seeing you as a woman."

"..." My sister remained silent, simply gazing at me. Her slightly open eyes seemed to indicate surprise, or perhaps...?"

"I want to be your lover."

"The feeling of liking someone is complicated. I've always liked my older sister, but there are some differences now."

"I've fallen in love with you." So I used a different word, one that encompassed all my feelings, unlike "like" or "love."

"..."

"I've fallen in love with you too."

"In my heart, there's only one 'man'—you. Of course, I know Dad, my uncles, the boys in my class... they're all men. But I only want your love. No, I hope that only you can feel this way."

"I like you... I like you the most."

Two loud bangs interrupted Uesugi Genshin's inner wailing. Looking up, he saw his physics teacher, wearing glasses and sporting a receding hairline, glaring angrily at him from the podium.

Not only that, but all the eyes in the class were also on him.

"Uesugi-kun, please do not disturb the students' class."

"Yes, I'm sorry..." Uesugi Genshin apologized sincerely.

The love between young boys and girls is like a cheesy poem, making people feel itchy when they hear it and unable to bear to look at it.

Perhaps because he was too focused while creating, he made some strange movements, which gave the class another topic of conversation about an oddball.

Ugh......

Ultimately, he chose a slightly taboo genre, which was a last resort due to the pressures of life. It was not a decision made solely by him to cater to readers and otaku.

I put down my pen, closed the manuscript, and saw four words written on the cover in elegant and flowing script: "Thousand Loves, Ten Thousand Flowers".

I cooled down my restless heart by spacing out, aroused by the unusually cheesy and ambiguous fantasies.

I'm clearly aiming for a light novel publication, but if I keep writing like this, won't I just end up getting the Yoshiwara Prize again like last time?!

The popular author Zhan Xian, who debuted with the award-winning novel "The Sky of Fate"...

Alas, I can still recall the subtle look in the editor's eyes when I first submitted the manuscript, and the expression that said it was a bit too explicit and that I should turn left and submit to something more sensual.

With his elbows propped on the table, fingers interlaced, and face resting on his hands, Uesugi Genshin fell into deep thought again. Maybe next time he should write a romantic comedy, like "My Youth Romantic Comedy Is Wrong As Expected" or something.

He didn't need to find any material; he directly referenced his brother Hachiman Hikigaya's youthful school story.

Meanwhile, the physics teacher on stage also fell into deep thought about life.

"This guy......"

Because all eyes in the class were once again on Uesugi Genshin, this unusual action, resembling that of a "thinker," attracted much attention.

"Ugh......"

The Mediterranean teacher sighed inwardly, but ultimately chose to ignore it and continue his lecture.

As the bell faded, the last class of the afternoon came to an end.

Haha, work is over, so now it's time to relax!

Unable to contain his excitement, Uesugi Genichiro packed his schoolbag.

He's a staunch member of the "Go Home" club, and at this time of day, he should decisively go home. After a busy day, washing away the laziness of lying in bed is the happiest time of the day.

"Hey, where are we going to have fun today?"

"A new coffee shop just opened in front of Chiba Shrine, it looks pretty good, how about we go there?"

"Ugh, that's too far."

"go Go."

"I have a club activity today, you guys go ahead."

"Sigh~ Maybe next time."

It had nothing to do with Uesugi Genshin, because he didn't have any friends in class or participate in any clubs.

As he left the classroom, unlike the groups of two or three people, he walked alone in the corridor.

The novel is basically finished. If I write any more, I'll really have to switch to another publisher. The later parts will probably be some epilogues or something similar, like after the characters have children.

Estimating the revenue after publication, well, if a game company is willing to adapt it into a game, he might reluctantly continue writing.

White.

yellow.

green.

The campus scene, bathed in sunlight, seemed to have been filtered through a warm lens.

Uesugi Genshin felt that this was good enough; the peaceful and tranquil daily life was like a priceless jewel that he cherished and should keep hidden away in a box.

"It is a good life we ​​lead, brother."

"Huh? What are you talking about?" Hachiman Hikigaya was completely baffled.

“…” Uesugi Genshin pursed his lips, his face turning into one of disdain.

"what happened?"

"No, I don't think I wasted my feelings."

Seeing this, Hachiman Hikigaya continued walking forward, ignoring the guy who had suddenly gone crazy.

Uesugi Genshin followed, at least for this short distance they were traveling together.

"Join a club?"

"Ah."

"Didn't you say you didn't want to go?"

"It's better than being dragged there by the nose." At least it's better than being pulled away by Hiratsuka-sensei.

There's a saying that goes, "If you can't resist, you might as well go and surrender beforehand; if you surrender quickly, no one will arrest you."

"Hey, I didn't expect you to start enjoying your youth too."

"!" Hachiman Hikigaya was looking at him with an expression that said, "You bastard, do you know what you're saying?"

"I was just doing my own thing there, reading novels. The youth you're talking about has nothing to do with me."

"It sounds like a literature club, doesn't it? But the meaning of being with others is completely different from being alone," Uesugi Genshin said.

"If I could, I'd prefer to be alone." Typical of a shut-in.

"Well, you've finally taken the first step towards change. As your brother, I have something to give you."

Hachiman Hikigaya snorted indifferently as he watched his so-called "brother" take a book out of his bag and hand it to him.

"This is?"

"novel."

"No, I'm asking..." Looking at the somewhat simple cover in front of me, the monotonous yet healing cyan color, "The Sky of Fate".

Hachiman Hikigaya took it from his hand, looked at the author's name on the cover, and...

"Actually, this is a light novel, but this is the author's original version, the award-winning, uncut version! It's completely different from the later commercially published version with color illustrations." This is something you can't buy on the market.

Unfortunately, you can't have both!

"You can keep it for yourself in the club room."

"Well, anyway, thanks." Hachiman Hikigaya looked at the cover of the novel over and over again, feeling like he had seen it somewhere before, or rather, heard of it somewhere before?

Is it just an illusion...?

"You're welcome!"

A loud voice had already faded into the distance. Looking up, I saw that the man was already gone.

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The sound of a book slamming onto the table echoed in the empty room.

"Hachiman, could you please keep quiet?"

"No, I just..." She silently opened the book, glanced at it, and finally slammed it shut.

The first book, which was already harboring a devastating blow, completely crushed him.

"I'll go back now." So he decided to go back and check again.

Yukino Yukinoshita did not stop him from leaving, after all, the idea of ​​stopping someone whose heart was no longer here was wrong in itself.

As a qualified member, staying until the end of club activities should be the most basic courtesy.

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"The Sky of Fate," or something like that, is a reflection on the members' inappropriate behavior.

Yukino Yukinoshita was walking home. Living alone meant that her family wouldn't arrange for a driver to pick her up. Taking the subway and then walking a short distance became her daily routine.

Passing by a bookstore I frequent, I glanced out of the corner of my eye at the slightly worn posters and flyers displayed on the glass.

A fleeting glimpse.

A white-haired young man and a frail white-haired girl sitting on a suitcase.

A genius writer blossoms, his works are vivid and captivating, yet his writing is so profound and unrestrained that it seems to defy description.