My Youth Romantic Comedy Is Wrong As Expected

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"Huh? I was just stating the facts."

"It's definitely true..."

It's true, it's the truth, even Conan would know this.

However, precisely because the younger generation of new employees are unable to endure hardship, the boss will remind them during training, "Don't be too harsh, don't scold them," which is why I have to speak up and remind them. If you scold them too much, it will only have the opposite effect.

I looked at her with suspicion, but Yukinoshita simply brushed her long hair aside and answered nonchalantly.

"Even a cornered dog will jump over the wall, and a mouse will bite a cat when cornered."

"..."

This must be Yukinoshita's unique way of nurturing talent. And what's with the "cat" talk? Your hunting method is more like a tiger or a lion!

Yukinoshita isn't some cute cat. She's a lion.

Lions will push their cubs off ravines. Lions chase rabbits with all their might. Lions won't even spare the lice on their bodies. Why hasn't anyone said anything like this?

Seeing my astonishment, Yui smiled wryly and then changed the subject.

"...Ahaha. Ah, I mean, it seems Sagami really hates introverted men."

"Hmph, it's nothing."

"You're actually proud?"

Yuihama was frightened for some reason.

Why is this guy bringing this up now? I've known this for centuries. Seriously, anyone who gets liked by someone like that must have some kind of personality problem. Look at that Hayama.

Anyway, Sagami isn't the only one who dislikes me.

"In fact, it's not just Sagami who hates me; almost everyone in the world hates me."

Yui listened and answered while thinking.

"That's not my point. It seems like Sagami can't stand it when you look down on her. When you stopped Yukinoshita, she kept glaring at you..."

"I think so too. Anyone would feel murderous intent if they were despised by someone they look down on."

"No—it's not that I intended to kill you..."

Although Yui looked helpless, the reason someone would commit murder could be a hundred times more ridiculous than you can imagine. Be careful, or you might get killed without even realizing it. Pay special attention to your words and actions.

People value "who said it" more than the content of the words themselves. Even the same sentence can be interpreted differently depending on the person's status, title, class, and so on.

That is why people who are not bound by class or who have nothing left to lose can speak without restraint.

Lone wolves enjoy guaranteed freedom of speech. On the other hand, those at the top of the academic hierarchy are frequently subject to restrictions on their speech. Talking about speech norms in this day and age is simply a sign of a backward country. So, does that mean Lone wolves are from an advanced country?

Just as I was convinced that I had surpassed the top group of students in the school hierarchy, Yuihama seemed to remember something and clapped her hands.

"Ah, so that's why the model finally put in so much effort, right?"

"Huh?"

Her writing was so incomprehensible that it made me unconsciously utter some foolish sounds.

Yuihama quickly walked to Yukinoshita's side and peered at her.

"Hey, Xiaoxue. Did you say that because you knew the autistic guy would speak up and stop you?"

"...Who knows?"

After giving a brief reply, Yukinoshita continued walking on her own. Yui and I exchanged glances. Then, she gave a somewhat smug smile.

What's going on? Don't jump to conclusions about what other people are planning...

The twilight bathed the entire school in a dark red hue, and also cast a crimson glow on my cheeks.

× × ×

A cold wind blew in through the open window. At midnight, the temperature plummeted, and the chirping of insects could be heard from afar.

I closed the book in my hand and walked to the living room.

I'm not sleepy at all. Tomorrow's a holiday, no school, looks like I can sleep until noon by myself.

In that case, having a cup of coffee and enjoying an autumn evening sounds like a good idea.

I turned on the living room lights and walked into the open kitchen.

Turn on the tap and fill the electric kettle. Fill it to the perfect level, then neatly place the kettle back on the base and wait for the water to boil.

There was no one else here but me. In the quiet kitchen, I stared at the electric kettle, reflecting on the events of the day.

Things about Sagami Minami.

The matter of distance and knot.

At this point, I can no longer remain uninvolved. Since I can no longer avoid work, I can only think about how to reduce my workload.

My job mainly involves handling timber slabs, but that's only so far.

As the sports meet draws closer, there will be more and more miscellaneous tasks. Those tasks will inevitably all fall on my shoulders, and who knows just how much of that "miscellaneous" stuff actually covers?

Judging from my experience with school anniversary celebrations, I guess I have to get involved in everything, right? Am I a new employee of a shady company?

Depending on Sagami's performance, Yukino's workload is likely to increase, which will inevitably lead to new tasks being assigned to me. The key is to prevent Yukino from taking charge.

That being said, reality is definitely not as wonderful as imagined.

As long as Sagami remains the chairman, this problem will continue to plague us. This was discussed in a meeting.

However, no matter how hopeless someone is, if they want to be saved, we must lend a helping hand. That's the service club's philosophy in Yukinoshita's heart.

If the other party has the will, then provide them with the method.

The problem is the means of providing hints.

After thinking for a while, I heard the sound of water boiling.

Well, I won't be able to come up with a solution by observing Sagami's behavior again next week. Who knows, she might just casually reconcile with those so-called friends...

I stopped thinking and haphazardly poured instant coffee into the mug.

Just as I reached for the electric kettle, the door suddenly opened a crack.

"Brother, what's wrong?"

I turned around and saw Komachi wearing a headband and a cold compress on her forehead. It seemed she had come here for some fresh air while reading. Koyuki, standing at Komachi's feet, yawned widely and stretched.

"...No, I was just thinking of getting some coffee. Would you like one?"

"want!"

Komachi answered immediately, plopping down on the sofa, while Koyuki nimbly jumped to the side. I quickly made coffee, added some sugar and milk, and brought it to the sofa.

"for you."

"Thanks."

After watching Komachi take the mug, blow on it a few times, and start sipping, I walked over to the table.

"How's your studies going? Is it progressing smoothly?"

I asked casually, and all I heard was a deep sigh from Komachi.

"Study...study...study."

Her words stopped there, and she froze, as if her soul had left her body. It seemed she had encountered some difficulties.

Although there's no need to bring it up now, Komachi is a bit of a simpleton. However, she's quick-witted and gets things done easily; she's meticulous, cute, good at all housework, and cooks delicious meals. Ugh, I almost started bragging about my little sister!

In conclusion, judging from Komachi's qualities, she should be a very good student. The reason her grades haven't improved is probably a matter of how much effort she puts in, or even a matter of efficiency.

"Listen up, Komachi. You don't need to get perfect scores in all subjects. If you don't calculate your strengths and areas for improvement in each subject before making a study plan, you're just wasting your time."

"Big Brother Teacher..."

"What's wrong with this child?" Komachi looked at me with empty eyes and groaned softly in pain. She seemed to be shaking her head vigorously, as if trying to shake those words out of her head.

I don't want to talk about such abstract things. Giving vague advice is no different from those who like to talk about their private affairs.

Let's organize the key points first, and then explain them to the other party.

"So, which subject are you suffering from right now?"

"Chinese Literature..."

Komachi lowered her shoulders.

"I have never struggled with Chinese, so I am not sure about learning methods."

Perhaps it's because I've been a bookworm since childhood, but Chinese language exams have never stumped me. I can effortlessly grasp the author's state of mind, and even the examiner's. As for kanji and classical Chinese, grammar is just a matter of memorization… I've never struggled with Chinese language exams, so I can't understand which part Komachi doesn't understand, or which part is causing her trouble. I'm so sorry your brother is so capable.

I looked at her and asked if she had any other questions, and Komachi raised her hand to answer yes.

"society."

"Recite it."

Society studies almost entirely rely on rote memorization. Whether it's Japanese history, world history, geography, or civics, it's basically all about memorization. Some high school entrance exams include essay questions, and here, as long as you've memorized the material well, you'll definitely be able to write one.

I looked at her again and asked, and Komachi raised her hand again to answer yes.

"Physics and Chemistry".

"It's also carried on your back."

When we mention physics and chemistry, we usually think of difficult subjects and categorize them as science subjects. However, the physics and chemistry exams in high school entrance exams are essentially about memorization. There are indeed problems that require you to calculate spring lengths, the angle of the Earth's axis, or the mass of compounds, which require using formulas. But those problems aren't too difficult; they just test your basic knowledge. As long as you memorize the question types and mechanically plug the values ​​into the formulas, the answer will come out.

Okay, I'll leave the Chinese literature subject for now; at least two subjects will be fine. I looked at Komachi, but she wouldn't look at me. Huh, huh, Komachi?

Then, accompanied by a sigh that sounded like she had already given up, Komachi said softly.

"……English."

"Still leaning against the back."

For high school entrance exams, all you need to do is memorize vocabulary, phrases, and grammar. It sounds terrible, but that way you'll definitely pass. The problem is the current state of school education. This learning method would be ideal if it enabled people to speak fluent English and converse fluently with foreigners. After all, even I, who speaks Japanese, can't converse with Japanese people anymore. What's wrong with the Ministry of Education?

Komachi wasn't listening to me anymore; instead, she was poking Yuki's forehead and playing with it.

"Um, Komachi?"

"Oh, you're done? Next up is math."

My attitude towards listening to people is really casual. However, even with my unprecedented level of activity, I couldn't come up with a satisfactory answer this time.

"...Mathematics? I can't help with that."

I only got nine points in math, and being last in the whole grade is no joke. It's like the word "mathematics" sounds exactly like "masochistic," and the masochistic feeling associated with math is truly extraordinary.

"Useless fellow...right, Yuki?"

Komachi said this while stroking Koyuki. Koyuki snorted softly.

Useless bastard!

I just wanted to help in any way I could, but my own sister called me that. And Komachi looked at me with those warm eyes…

"Well, he's my older brother after all, I know that... It's okay, Komachi doesn't dislike her brother's kind heart even when he can't help. Your comment just now earned you points, Komachi-sama."

Komachi looked at me with pity and compassion, adding a bonus at the end. If she hadn't said that last sentence, I'd at least find her somewhat cute, but lately I've been finding her mischievous side rather endearing, which is really troubling. Cute Komachi picked up Yuki and turned to face me.

"I mean, how come my brother, who is so bad at math, was still able to get into Soubu High School?"

"Yeah, that's true..."

I studied math fairly diligently in middle school, but I certainly wasn't good at it. Once I entered high school, I immediately noticed that the humanities subjects were easier, so I gave up on math right away. Even if I failed a midterm exam, I could avoid repeating a grade by taking a makeup exam or getting tutoring.

Do what is necessary, and absolutely do not do what is unnecessary.

That's life. As long as you're alive, you'll encounter painful things; in other words, living is a kind of suffering. However, this shouldn't be a reason to give up on life.

So, how should we face or avoid painful experiences? The answer will naturally emerge if we continue to contemplate this question. Reading is essentially the same thing.

In other words, this is my attitude towards mathematics.

"Well, even people who aren't good at something have their own methods."

Upon hearing this, Komachi quietly sat down and leaned closer.

"Oh, tell me about it."

It's really not a big deal... Oh well, it's good to talk about it.