My Youth Romantic Comedy Is Wrong As Expected

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I retorted smugly, and Yukinoshita immediately showed a defeated expression.

"I originally intended to make fun of you..."

"He's used to it. But dining out does cost a lot of money. Even if it's not dining in a restaurant, it's the same whether you host a hot pot party, a takoyaki party, or a curry party."

Yuihama seemed to be chanting some kind of spell. I'm sure I wasn't the only one who didn't understand what she was saying; Yukinoshita was in the same boat.

"Pot? Burn? Lie down? Sorry, I don't understand what you're saying at all. May I ask what language that is?"

"Oh, that's short for hot pot party, takoyaki party, and curry party."

"How do you host a party with hot pot and curry? Do you put candles on the curry rice?"

Or shall we toast with bowls full of hot pot ingredients?

Hearing my question, Yuihama answered with great enthusiasm:

"We all get together to cook, and then we eat together!"

That's all... I thought, but Yukinoshita noticed something else.

"Will you cook with me too...? Please don't invite me to those kinds of parties."

"Don't worry! I'm always in charge of preparing the drinks!"

"Knowing that your cooking skills are terrible, that's really impressive..."

It was then that I realized we had strayed far from our original topic.

"...In short, whether it's a celebration party or a class reunion, why should I spend money to create a bunch of bad memories?"

"Hmm...is that really true?"

Yuihama began to think, and Yukinoshita glanced at me.

"There should be more, right? Hachiman-kun."

"Of course. I was trying to chat with other people, but I got so engrossed in the conversation that I blurted out things I shouldn't have."

"Ah...it's true. I keep reminding myself not to talk too much with people I don't get along with, but in the end I end up saying things I don't need to say..."

"Now, it's actually Hihama-san who's gradually being persuaded..."

It seems we can draw a conclusion soon enough.

"So, everyone agrees not to go, right?"

"No objection," Yukinoshita expressed her agreement.

“Eh!”

According to the majority vote, the proposal to attend the victory banquet failed. However, Yuihama did not give up and kept trying to think.

"Mmmmmmmmmm~ What other advantages do we have? What other advantages do we have... Ah, it's so much fun being together!"

After much thought, she finally came up with an answer.

"..."

"..."

Upon hearing this advantage, Yukinoshita and I were momentarily at a loss for words, and thus fell silent. Yuihama interpreted our silence as a denial, and sighed resignedly.

"Sigh, it seems there's really no way."

"...Hehe. Okay, then let's just consider it a good point."

Yukino smiled gently, and Yuihama immediately showed joy.

"Really? Then, Yukino, would you like to come along?"

"Hmm, I can go with you and make an appearance."

With Yuihama Yukinoshita by her side, she shouldn't have any more objections; and my words only made her more apprehensive, so it's best to withdraw.

"I don't need to, and besides, most people don't want me to show up anyway. You don't need to worry about me, just have fun."

When Yui heard me say that, she put her hands on her thighs and looked at me awkwardly, and glanced at me intentionally or unintentionally.

"I... I still care..."

"Ah... how many times do I have to tell you not to worry about it..."

"Uh-huh……"

If this dragged on any longer, even I would get annoyed. So, I decided to leave the scene as soon as possible.

"Well then, I'll head back now. Komachi has probably already prepared dinner."

"Yes, please give my regards to Komachi."

"I will."

"Huh? You...you really want to go back?"

"Yes, goodbye."

I opened the door to the student union office and walked out. The timing was perfect; I could now see the sun slowly setting from the school building.

And so, my school anniversary celebration finally came to an end. The celebratory atmosphere had long since faded, and the lingering warmth on campus had cooled without my noticing. Walking down the corridor, only a few words of conversation between students echoed in my ears like the sound of waves, and a faint light flickered in my heart. I couldn't help but think that embarking on my journey home with such feelings after the anniversary celebration wasn't so bad after all.

...As expected, my teen romantic comedy was a mistake.

(Finish)

On the eve of departure—

"How...how can it end like this!"

"You're really persistent..."

I vaguely heard such a sound.

× × ×

I returned home and went up to the living room on the second floor.

"I'm back."

"Oh? Brother, welcome home~"

When Komachi heard my voice, she poked her head out.

"Komachi, what's for dinner?"

"Huh? Ah? Hmm... Komachi thought her brother would go to the victory celebration, so she didn't prepare anything..."

"What? That's not like you at all. In the past, whether it was a choir competition or a graduation ceremony, I would go straight home as soon as the event was over, and this time is no exception."

If they go to their coming-of-age ceremony later, it will probably still be the same.

"Hmm... But my brother is working so hard..."

She didn't quite understand why I made that decision, but I thought it was quite normal.

"That's why I'm not going to the celebration party—because it's been so hard, and I don't want to make myself even more tired."

"Hmm~ That's definitely an idea, just like my brother. Alright, so what should we have for dinner~"

Komachi crossed her arms and was deep in thought when her phone rang.

Your phone is ringing.

"Here it comes~"

She picked up her phone and pressed the answer button.

"Hey, this is Komachi~"

"Ah, Komachi? It's me, it's me."

I could hear a faint voice from the other end of the line, but it was immediately drowned out by Komachi's voice, so I couldn't tell who was calling.

"Oh, hello, hello, thank you for taking care of me all the time."

Are you an office worker...?

For a moment, I genuinely thought she was planning to go out and work to support me for life. However, Komachi's reaction to my complaint was very cold.

"Brother, don't make a sound, Komachi's on the phone... I'm so sorry— um? Oh... wow~ I see. Okay, I understand, Komachi's got it covered☆"

After Komachi ended the call, she seemed to be lost in thought.

"Um... first of all..."

Then, she picked up her phone and quickly started texting.

"You're really busy, making a phone call and then sending a text message."

"It's important to act quickly before your brain forgets about things—okay, send it out."

"Really... Your brother will be even happier if you don't forget about dinner."

Komachi turned her face away after hearing this.

"Ah, speaking of dinner, since we haven't prepared anything at home, let's go out to eat."

"Oh? It's fine at home. Otherwise, I'll do it."

I was too lazy to go out again and just wanted to rest at home, but Komachi was adamant and wouldn't budge no matter what I said.

"No, no, brother works so hard on the executive committee, we should go out for a big meal tonight to treat him."

"If I really want to reward someone, I'd prefer to eat a meal cooked by my sister herself."

I subconsciously blurted out something that would earn me points. If asked how this sentence would earn me points, the very act of naturally saying it is itself a huge point of credit.

"Brother, brother... you idiot, you big idiot! Where did you learn such advanced techniques? You're as useless as trash, and you've learned all those flirtatious words to seduce women. Doesn't that mean you're destined to become a gigolo?"

Komachi was initially moved by my sweet words, to the point of almost fainting, but she quickly regained her senses and began to scold me.

"That's really too much..."

"Anyway, we've decided to go out for dinner tonight! Let's go!"

I was devastated when Komachi called me trash, and she took advantage of my vulnerability to force me to go out for dinner...

× × ×

We strolled around the streets, looking for a place to have dinner.

"Okay, let's choose this area."

"So, I'm back near the school again... So, what should I eat? Ramen or curry?"

"Since we're eating out, let's pick something better."

The two were chatting when a figure suddenly appeared in front of them.

"Oh dear, I can't just stand by and do nothing after hearing those kinds of words."

"Huh? Hiratsuka-sensei..."

The way this beautiful teacher made her entrance was incredibly cool, but unfortunately, she completely ruined it the moment she opened her mouth.

"Ramen is a supreme food, and it is no exaggeration to say that it is the spiritual food of the Japanese people. Since ancient times, there has been a saying: First, bamboo shoots are valued for their harmony. Second, the three treasures are the noodles, the toppings, and the soup. The three treasures are the noodles, the toppings, and the soup (Note 59 is a rewrite of the constitution established in the twelfth year of Emperor Ko's reign)."

"What kind of 'Ramen Seventeen-Article Constitution' is that...?"

She's clearly a beautiful woman, but her words and actions are truly regrettable... I was too heartbroken to say anything more, but my sister responded generously and directly.

"Oh, teacher, you're a little late."

"Sorry, the follow-up work for the school anniversary celebration took a little longer than expected."

"So it was you who sent them..."

"Komachi~~"

Then, another voice called out to Komachi. I looked toward the source of the voice and saw two figures; one ran quickly toward me, while the other walked over calmly.

"Hi~ Yui-neechan, Yukino-neechan!"

"Hi!"

"Good night."

Yuihama appeared very energetic, while Yukinoshita maintained her usual composure.