My Youth Romantic Comedy Is Wrong As Expected

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Upon hearing this, Dazhi raised his head and asked in return:

"Purpose?"

"That's right. I'm not bragging, but I was determined to get into a high school that no other student would ever go to. I also heard that only one person from my junior high school got into Soubu High School every year, which is why I was able to work so hard back then."

"It's really nothing to brag about..."

Kawasaki gave a wry smile, presumably because of the cup of coffee in her hand.

"Oh, right, Komachi's reason is that her older brother is there!"

"Okay, okay, I know~"

Komachi seized the opportunity to boost her own score. After I gave her a perfunctory reply, Daishi turned to Kawasaki with a serious expression.

"Sister, do you have a reason too?"

Kawasaki put down the cup with a "click".

"Me? I don't have anything to talk about."

She thought for a moment, then turned her face away.

However, I somewhat sensed her reasons. If Dazhi could understand them, could they also become a source of motivation for him to study harder?

"...If the tuition isn't too high and you'd prefer a national or public high school, our school is quite excellent."

"Don't be so nosy!"

Kawasaki glared at him nervously, but his face flushed with embarrassment, making him seem rather weak-willed. "Idiot, what's there to be afraid of in someone with a brother complex looking at you?"

Dazhi seemed to understand completely, and he nodded slightly with an "Mmm".

"Is that so..."

There must be countless reasons to choose this school.

It wasn't just Kawasaki Saki; the other students were the same.

Some people choose this place without much thought, while others refuse to study anywhere else.

These reasons are not entirely positive and decisive; however, even if they are negative and based on inferiority, or results obtained through elimination, as long as they are choices made by oneself, there is no problem.

"I've made up my mind, I'm going to Soubu High School!"

Dazhi announced this to me with a refreshed expression on his face.

"Well then, good luck."

This is my honest opinion.

But... thinking about it carefully, Komachi also misses the same high school as me.

"...Once you're here, I'll take good care of you. I mean the kind of care you receive in a sumo hut (Note 19: a Japanese organization for training sumo wrestlers, similar to a dojo. In sumo terminology, 'care' or 'tenderness' actually implies harsh and painful training)."

"Your murderous aura is practically surging up!"

Kawasaki glared at me fiercely to protect the frightened Daishi. I avoided her gaze and glanced at the invoice.

"Is there anything else? Komachi and I should be heading back soon."

It was almost dinnertime, so I took a thousand-yen note from my wallet, placed it on the table, and got up to leave. After Dazhi replied "Okay," he quickly stood up and bowed to me.

"Brother! Thank you so much for today!"

"That's enough... Your behavior just now has already cost you the chance to call me 'Big Brother' in the future."

"Is that the key point?"

As Komachi listened to our conversation, she touched her chin with her index finger and said, puzzled.

"Hmm? But if Saki-neechan marries my brother, it wouldn't be strange to call him 'elder brother,' would it?"

Her seemingly casual words made Kawasaki so excited that he immediately stood up.

"Are you... your sister an idiot? There's no way that could have happened!"

As I walked out of the store, I heard those words behind me. After confirming that Kawasaki couldn't possibly hear me, I couldn't help but murmur with a wry smile:

"That's absolutely right. I wouldn't want to get married if the other person wasn't willing to support me."

"Here it comes! My brother's useless defense line!"

"Hey! Don't talk about defensive lines!"

And that's not my defense line; "having someone else support me" is my absolute defense line.

Today, there are no abnormalities at the absolute defense line.

FROM Dazhi18:05

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I'm Taishi Kawasaki! Thank you so much for today! Thanks to you, I have renewed motivation!

FROM Hachiman18:07

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who are you?

FROM Dazhi18:08

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My name is clearly written! I am Taishi Kawasaki!

FROM Hachiman18:10

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How did my personal information get leaked so badly? What do you want from me? And who are you?

FROM Dazhi18:10

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I'm here to thank you. I'm Taishi Kawasaki!

FROM Hachiman18:15

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I didn't do anything. Who are you anyway?

FROM Dazhi18:20

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Although my sister said I didn't need to send a letter, I still wanted to thank you properly. Now that my sister is taking a shower, my chance has finally come! I am Taishi Kawasaki!

FROM Hachiman18:21

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Oh? Taking a bath...

FROM Dazhi18:22

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Why didn't you ask who I was? My sister came out of the shower without any clothes on, which is really bothering me.

FROM Hachiman18:22

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Please clarify the definition of clothing. Does it include underwear?

FROM Dazhi18:24

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what

FROM Hachiman18:26

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Huh? What does just one word mean? Is it an abbreviation of "Ah, only wearing underwear"? There are too many omissions, I don't understand!

FROM Dazhi18:30

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It's short for "Are you looking to die?" If you say anything weird to my brother again, I'll kill you!

FROM Hachiman18:44

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You're such a brother-obsessed person...

Volume 5, Chapter 3: Totsuka Saika's Choice - Surprisingly Expert

At what stage should a boy be called a "boy"?

When we reach the dividing line between childhood and adulthood, that is, the so-called adolescence, this boundary is often brought up for discussion.

Is he a junior high school student? A high school student? Or a university student?

Or is it after you turn twenty? Or even after you start working?

If I only stop being a "boy" after I start working, then I'll always be a boy...

In any case, this question is definitely difficult to answer. At least right now, as I lazily lie on the sofa watching cartoons, I can still be categorized as a "boy".

However, the idea that all anime viewers are children is incorrect. In this society, adults watch anime, and some even make a living from it. Therefore, if you don't buy Blu-ray discs and DVDs, anime will struggle to continue. Due to reduced operational scale, it will be difficult to produce even new works, let alone a second season. So please support us by spending money.

The topic has gone too far.

In conclusion, I believe it is impossible to distinguish whether a boy is an adult or a child based on his "interests".

If that's the case, how should we define "boy"?

The reason I'm racking my brains over this problem is none other than this email:

"Hello, are you free tomorrow?"

I've never seen such a short sentence, yet it warms my heart so deeply. I want to read it aloud, even sing it out loud. This line is definitely award-winning.

Last night, a message from Totsuka Saika sparked my reflections on the definition of "boy".

From what point onwards did we begin to call someone a "boy"?

It's difficult to differentiate by titles, age, or interests, and this time I've even come to the conclusion that it's difficult to differentiate by "gender." The laws of the universe are about to be disrupted.

The sample size of the data I have is severely insufficient to investigate the truth.

Therefore, I must make a concerted effort to collect reference materials.

I would never normally use emoticons or emojis in a letter, but this time I crammed a whole bunch in, pushing the word count close to 500. Of course, I didn't forget to end with a question.

After exchanging a few text messages, I was overflowing with happiness. I was so happy that it wouldn't be surprising if this stuff were classified as an addictive drug.

So, I made plans with Totsuka to go out and have fun.

Forget about those headache-inducing problems, none of them matter!

× × ×

It's almost time for our agreed meeting.

The August sun shone brightly, illuminating the earth with its fiery power. A slightly warm breeze swept through the streets like a decisive ball, instantly reducing the comfort level considerably.

However, my gaze caught a glimmer of light. He spotted me in the crowd and was running towards me. Seeing this scene, I felt a flood of pure hearts descending upon me…

A shining beacon of the future! Seeing Totsuka makes me incredibly happy! (Note: Lines above 20 include the transformation dialogue of the five Pretty Cure girls.)

Totsuka has arrived!

"Sorry, Hachiman! I'm late!"

He was dressed as a boy, and after running over, he bent over, braced himself on his knees, and took a deep breath.

"Don't worry about it, I just arrived a little early."

Yes, I just arrived here three hours early, so you don't need to worry about it at all.