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

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"How about 30%?" Uesugi Genshin held up three fingers.

This bargaining method is common all over the world, although the proportion of men may be relatively smaller.

"Ha, impossible. There are only 10 of you. Even 30% of the amount would be enough for you to eat for a month." Yukino Yukinoshita pressed her temples and closed her eyes, seemingly having a headache.

"Not that much. If we keep training going, the rate at which canned meat is consumed will increase. In fact, two weeks might be a bit of a stretch, but by then we won't have to worry about food anymore."

After entering, Isshiki Iroha turned to Hachiman, who was watching the scene unfold, and asked, "What are they arguing about?"

Hachiman took the document from the organization department member, "The executive department's compensation, a cut from each operation."

Some of the supplies obtained at the cost of lives had to be kept as "spoils of war," and it was impossible to hand them all over.

Even if other students go hungry, the practice of prioritizing those who are out should be maintained at all times.

"Eh~" Isshiki Iroha stood next to Hachiman with a curious look on her face, watching the two arguing.

“That means it’s impossible to finish eating them all, and storing them there is pointless.” Yukino Yukinoshita seized on the crux of the matter.

"That's true, but it's deserved."

"That's beyond doubt, but the proportions need to be discussed." That's the accountant's job.

"I need to fight for decent treatment for my department members." This is the responsibility of a department head.

"Speaking of which, besides those supplies, didn't each of you take some things for yourselves?" Yukino Yukinoshita pointed out.

"That's just a side job, and it's only done when we're collecting supplies. Besides, if it's not a collection mission, but just clearing out zombies, the people who do it will get a bonus."

“But the bonus will be allocated by the logistics department, which is a different matter.” Yukino Yukinoshita could guess that the bonus for the operation, which couldn’t be made public, would be from their own slush fund.

"..." That's exactly what Uesugi Genshin was thinking. Why not reimburse what can be reimbursed?

"Ichisei, you are allowed to keep your share as long as it doesn't affect the operation," Yukino Yukinoshita gave her final opinion.

“…Okay.” Uesugi Genshin agreed, though he didn’t actually approve of taking it privately, because the degree needed to be controlled.

If Hachiman and Hayama hadn't been the commanders, he wouldn't have set this precedent; it could easily have turned into a situation where stragglers couldn't share the spoils.

"Also, remember to write a written report and a follow-up plan; this is your responsibility as the head of the executive department."

"Who is it for?" He's the vice president!

"This should be institutionalized."

"Ah, yes." He just hadn't thought of it for a moment, but the Execution Department belonged to Soubu High School, and... Soubu High School ultimately belonged to them.

"Uesugi-senpai." As he passed by on his way out, Isshiki Iroha was completely different from usual, obediently bowing his head to greet him.

"Okay, work hard." Uesugi Genshin handed a bag of sake to Hachiman.

Why are you giving me alcohol?

"Go and deliver it to Professor Hiratsuka."

"Ah, I see." Hachiman understood.

After Uesugi Genshin left, he stepped forward and said, "Here, this is today's work report."

"I understand. I'll organize it and show it to that person later."

"You really spoil him. You can call him back to work now," Hachiman Hikigaya thought to himself.

But how devilish is it to call people who are on their way home from get off work back to work overtime?

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"Knock knock," Hachiman Hikigaya stood at the door of the infirmary and knocked politely.

Unlike the person inside who would simply push the door open and enter, he was very polite.

"Please come in."

"Ah, Hachiman, what brings you here?"

Yes, besides Hiratsuka-sensei, someone else is here too.

"Hi~"

After nodding to him, Hachiman Hikigaya turned his gaze to Hiratsuka-sensei and said, "Here, sensei, a present."

What comes out of the bag is not limited to sake, shochu, wine, and whiskey at the bottom.

"Oh, thank you." Hiratsuka Shizuka took the bag, opened it to look inside, and smiled happily, "There are all sorts of things here."

Yukinoshita said with interest, "You're the one next to Uesugi and Yukino-chan..."

"Hello, I'm Hachiman." Even his name was omitted.

"Hayato seems to think highly of you."

"No, that's how Hayama treats everyone."

Yukino Yukinoshita teased, saying disbelievingly, "Hahaha, I've known Hayato for a long time, I know what he's talking about, and I just saw him."

"Well then, I'll take my leave." Without much conversation, Hachiman Hikigaya assumed that the other party was just going along with the flow for the moment, and that the real fun lay with the two people.

"Hey, Shizuka-chan, was that kid your student?" Hachiman Hikigaya, who had just closed the door, heard Yukinoshita's gossipy tone.

"Of course, these are my proud students."

"Ha..." He doesn't have the habit of eavesdropping.

As I turned the corner, I bumped into Iroha Isshiki, who looked like she had just come out of the student council room.

"Here you are, Yukinoshita-senpai's reply to you."

"Oh, thank you."

"Hey~" Isshiki Iroha put on a cute act again.

Well, this person does have a little self-awareness. In his and Xuanxin's eyes, this act of pretending to be cute in front of others is obviously deliberate.

Although she seems a bit cunning, Isshiki Iroha is not unlovable; she's a truly terrifying person.

Then I saw Uesugi Genshin walking towards me, carrying something in his hand. It just goes to show how small the school really is.

"what......"

Being so close, Hachiman Hikigaya clearly heard the faint gasp of surprise from the junior next to him.

"Hey, alright. Here, everyone gets a share." Uesugi Genshin said helplessly as he bumped into him, then took out a dozen snacks from his backpack and handed them over.

Hachiman Hikigaya didn't take it, so Genshin Uesugi handed it all to Isshiki.

"..." Isshiki Iroha was now carrying a pile of food like a squirrel, and the two of them were very close together as they were receiving things.

Isshiki Iroha looked up at Uesugi Genshin, her cheeks slightly flushed, and looked away. Then she looked back with a hint of trepidation, making a shy gesture as if trying to hide something.

"..." Huh? Hachiman Hikigaya still found it unbelievable. If this was also acting, then it was truly incredible.

"If you want more, come find me." After saying this obviously polite thing, Uesugi Genshin turned and left.

“…Hmm.” Isshiki Iroha watched him leave until he disappeared at the top of the stairs before the two continued walking.

"You... what is it about that guy that you like?"

"Pfft, you, you, what are you saying, Minister! Are you kidding me? I, I, how could I..."

"Indeed, didn't Genshin say you liked Hayama?"

"Ah, yes." He said in a low voice, his head bowed, speaking a statement that sounded uncertain to himself.

“Look, over there is Hayama, the place you like.” Hachiman Hikigaya pointed to the view through the glass.

Upon hearing the sound, Isshiki Iroha also looked outside and exclaimed, "Ah, it's Miura-senpai!"

The two of them leaned out the window to look. Hayama Hayato stood by the lawn, and Miura Yumiko, who was opposite him, walked over awkwardly.

"Eh... Miura-senpai, really!?" Isshiki exclaimed in admiration.

"what?"

She said firmly, "It's a confession."

"How did you figure that out?"

"The minister has such low emotional intelligence, he should just shut up and keep watching." That's what she said.

"No, I noticed it too." That air, that atmosphere.

Something was clearly wrong between the two. Miura Yumiko had her head down, a completely different demeanor from her usual queenly self. Suddenly, she raised her head, as if she was about to say something.

As a result, Hayato Hayama spoke first, interrupting her.

Yes, this means the confession was stopped beforehand.

......

Ah, the girl walked away, her gait as if she were fleeing the scene, her loneliness clearly visible.

Hayato Hayama walked slowly but firmly in another direction.

It's the troubles of being a "normie" (someone who lives a fulfilling life).

Oh no, Hayama is an ally now, we can't gloat.

Hachiman Hikigaya abandoned his spectator's mood and began to seriously reflect.

"Miura-senpai failed. As expected, Hayato-senpai will not accept anyone's confession."

"Not necessarily, you can give it a try," Hachiman Hikigaya said casually.

"Hmm, absolutely not, no chance. I guess I should just give up." Isshiki Iroha sighed and shook her head.

"You...you were planning to give up all along, weren't you?" Just as I thought...all it takes is a trigger to convince yourself.

However, it seems that Hayama is the kind of person who is "desireless". After spending some time with him, he can vaguely sense this, so it is reasonable that any confession from him will fail.

"Should I suggest a position like an executive department manager? It seems we need someone to manage the executive department's budget and assets," Hachiman Hikigaya suggested as they were about to part ways.

"Huh? No, it doesn't have to be that complicated." She said, her voice filled with anticipation yet also with trepidation.

At this moment, I became afraid again.

"That's it."

"Hey~, isn't it a bit too deliberate? Won't it be disgusting?" There was some concern about that.

Hachiman Hikigaya remembers that Isshiki used to be the club manager of the soccer team. Hayama, on the other hand, is nothing to worry about...

"Then just use your specialty, acting cute. Anyway, that guy knows you're faking it."

"Eh!!!" Isshiki Iroha screamed.

Why do you think you're doing a good job of disguising yourself?

"What...what should we do?" Isshiki Iroha asked in a panic, spinning around in circles.

"Don't worry about it, that guy won't care."

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Uesugi Genshin carried the neatly packed plastic bag and walked step by step toward the rooftop. The student council forbade students from wandering around aimlessly, not to mention that the rooftop itself was locked. Almost no one knew that the rooftop lock was broken; this was only known among some girls.

Let's end today by going to the rooftop alone, enjoying the sea breeze, snacking on some food, and drinking.

When I opened the door, sure enough, there was no one there.

The moment Uesugi Genshin took a step, he noticed someone to his side.

Yumiko Miura hid her body in the shadows, sitting alone, her face hidden by her long hair as she lowered her head.

The suppressed voice was carried away by the sea breeze, but was it crying?

His posture was truly heartbreaking; he had intended to leave quietly if he hadn't been discovered.

The clinking of bottles in the bag brought their eyes together.