My Youth Romantic Comedy Is Wrong As Expected

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“Is that so?”

"yes."

I asserted this. Yuihama seemed to have something on her mind, fidgeting and hesitating. I waited quietly for her to speak first, and then she began to mutter softly:

"...However, I have already brought the other party here to discuss this."

"Put the other person back where they were."

"Huh—?"

"Stop cheating. Why deliberately increase your workload?"

"Wait, wait a minute!"

Yui quickly pulled her phone out of her jacket.

"Hello? It's me, it's me..."

Yuihama moved slightly away as she spoke on the phone. Who was she talking to anyway? I watched from the side, and surprisingly, she hung up the phone and came back after only a short while.

"Yukino said it's okay! So it's fine, right?"

...Is this some kind of skit about a child finding a dog? But since Yukinoshita has said yes, she must have her reasons. Maybe she just dotes on Yui. Anyway, if Yukinoshita approves, there's no point in me objecting. I guess I'll just have to give in.

"Okay, if everyone else says it's okay, then it's fine..."

"I'll go ask right away!"

As soon as Yuigahama finished speaking, she ran straight towards Sagami and Megurine-senpai's location. I think they'd probably all agree. Honestly, everyone spoils this kid too much…

As I expected, when I looked in the direction of Senior Xun, I saw Yui Hama raising her hands and making a big circle.

She immediately ran to the door and brought the people who had come to help into the meeting room.

The other person, looking displeased, pulled at the end of her curly blonde hair, their gaze sweeping across the entire conference room.

"...But why Miura?"

To avoid being overheard by Miura, I deliberately whispered to Yui Hama. She also lowered her voice to answer me:

"Because Yumiko is very good at working in the spotlight, and if she's willing to help, the others, including Tobe, will also come and help us."

Hmm, that makes a lot of sense. And having Miura as the announcer definitely seems like it'll liven up the atmosphere of the sports meet. Looks like Yuihama's actually putting her mind to something. Just as I was starting to admire her, she added a mischievous smile.

"...Besides, when I was discussing the committee with Hina earlier, Yumiko kept acting up because she couldn't get a word in edgewise."

I never expected Miura to be so cute; my imagination is about to run wild!

However, the Miura standing in front of me now is not cute at all, but rather terrifying.

Miura seemed about to say something, his eyes fixed on me. What was going on? Was he trying to ask for payment? Unfortunately, this job was basically voluntary. Besides heartfelt gratitude, I had nothing else to offer.

"...Um, I'm sorry to bother you."

I felt a rare sense of gratitude and expressed my thanks to the other party. This was all thanks to Yukino's excellent upbringing of her notoriously verbose manners. Perhaps "training" would be a more accurate word?

However, Miura seemed unsatisfied at all, and simply replied with a cold remark:

"I came because Yui asked me to, but I haven't agreed yet."

"Huh? This is different from what I just said!"

Miura put on airs and turned his gaze away from the astonished Yuihama. Well, what can you do? Her Majesty the Queen can be quite capricious.

However, Miura doesn't seem to be sulking.

Her gaze was fixed on Sagami.

Sagami noticed Miura and walked over. She probably felt that since they were classmates, she should at least say hello. Even after such a painful experience, she still couldn't shake off this superficial way of interacting with others.

"Miura-kun."

Sagami greeted the other person, but Miura simply nodded.

"So it was Miura-kun who helped me..."

Sagami probably harbors extremely complex feelings towards Miura; her tone betrayed her bewilderment. Miura seemed dissatisfied with this attitude, coldly replying:

So, I haven't agreed yet, okay?

“Is that so…?”

Staring directly at him by Miura's sharp gaze, Sagami shrank back slightly. However, this only seemed to irritate him further. Miura sighed and crossed his arms.

This scene seems familiar; I've seen it before in a classroom.

However, what happened next was different from what happened then.

Sagami still wore a stiff smile, but unexpected words came out of her mouth.

"We're short-staffed, and if Miura does it, he'll definitely liven things up. Could you... could I ask you for a favor?"

Then, she lowered her head and begged the other person.

This might seem a bit obsequious. However, given the relationship between Miura and Sagami, it was absolutely impossible for this to happen. Miura seemed to sense her meaning, turning his face away and playing with his blonde hair, as if he was thinking about how to respond.

"...Hmph—is that so?"

She gave a curt reply. Yuihama immediately laughed and acted as Miura's translator.

"She said she agreed."

"Wait! I didn't say that—"

Sagami smiled as he watched the two playfully interacting.

It seems that although there is still some distance between Sagami and Miura, there are signs of improvement.

People often use conflict to gauge the distance between each other and confirm their own stance. Through the conflict between Sagami and Haruka, Sagami successfully grasped a sense of distance that prevented himself and others from getting hurt.

Although this may seem like an act of escaping pain, it is still proof that Sagami made a change.

Having learned how to keep his distance from Miura, I have no idea how Sagami will keep his distance from Haruka and Yui next.

Having laid bare his innermost thoughts under the sunlight, Sagami seemed ashamed of his past embarrassment, a slightly self-deprecating smile on his face. Surprisingly, Sagami might actually be quite adept at maintaining a distance.

Volume 6.5⑧ Therefore, their celebration will not end.

Standing on campus, a gust of wind blew by, raising clouds of dust.

I tied my red headband, put on the ambulance team's armband, and headed toward the operations committee's dedicated tent.

Looking around at everyone on the field, they were all wearing the same sportswear as me, holding red or white headbands in their hands, tied around their heads, or draped around their necks, looking like they couldn't wait.

Some people are already full of energy and making thorough preparations, while others complain, "I'm so lazy to participate in the sports meet~" but are still tying their headbands very seriously. Mr. Hubu, could you please explain this?

Today the sun is shining brightly, and a pleasant breeze is blowing in your face—perfect for exercising. Strolling to the tent like this brings a delightful feeling, like taking a leisurely walk.

This is truly the best day to hold a sports meet.

If it weren't for my work with the camp committee, I would have been taking a nap outside in this beautiful weather, enjoying the sight of girls in gymnastics uniforms and Totsuka sprinting across the track. Unfortunately, things didn't go as planned.

Today, I was not only a member of the operations committee, but also had to wait at the rescue team's tent, so I missed seeing Totsuka running at full speed on the track, Totsuka crouching on the ground waiting to start, and Totsuka struggling incessantly while bound by the net in the obstacle course. Sigh, I guess I lost at work.

"Participating in the competition itself is meaningful."

This is a famous quote from Pied Gubertin, the father of the modern Olympic Games, made in a speech and has since become widely known. However, it is often misinterpreted today, used to force people to participate in activities. The world is clearly full of boring things that are simply a waste of time.

If participation itself is meaningful, then participating in a group that "doesn't participate" must also bring meaning; if all experiences have value, then experiences that are "unexperienced" certainly have value as well. In fact, the experiences that everyone has already had are often the most valuable.

"here we go again."

I turned around and saw Yui Hama also standing under the tent, wearing a helpless expression. She'd probably accidentally blurted out everything she'd been thinking.

"Says that are completely illogical but very persuasive are the worst kind of things to say."

Yukinoshita, who arrived at the tent at the same time, also sighed. I suddenly realized that this was the first time I had seen Yukinoshita wearing a sweatshirt. To be honest, it really didn't suit her. The serious mismatch between her and the sweatshirt, coupled with the huge difference from her usual attire, actually made me think, "If I look at her more closely, it actually suits her quite well," which was rather unbelievable.

Let's not talk about that anymore. I have my own reasons for their negative feedback.

"No, wait. The fault lies not with me, but with society. What I did was a necessary evil."

It is precisely because evil people exist in society that good people are highlighted. If it weren't for me, a loser in the bloom of youth, who could feel the brilliance of youth? Humans love nothing more than comparison. As long as we compare ourselves to someone else and find ourselves happier, we can experience happiness.

Yukinoshita listened to my words and replied calmly:

"Nine times out of ten, those who claim to commit necessary evil are nothing more than pure evil people."

"Yes. I also wonder if it's really necessary."

Yuihama's words sound like they're not referring to evil, but to myself...

"Ladies, could you please stop making it sound like my existence is completely unnecessary?"

I protested, and then I heard someone burst into laughter from inside the tent. It turned out to be the senior student who was busy inside.

On the day of the sports meet, Senior Xun was in particularly high spirits. She walked over with light steps and hugged Yukinoshita and Yuihama.

"You two have such great teamwork!"

Hearing her say that, the three of us all gave her a "what's so great about it?" look. However, Senior Xun didn't seem to care at all.

"Alright! Let's do our best today—ho-ho-ho-ho—"

"Whoa whoa……"

Strange, why is she so energetic...? We responded somewhat awkwardly, and Senior Xun nodded in satisfaction. Then, she hugged Yukinoshita and Yuihama even closer.

Yuihama was surprised and blushed shyly, while Yukinoshita twisted her body, trying to break free from Megurine's embrace.

The senior student pressed her face close to theirs, closed her eyes, and, feeling the moment, slowly uttered each word:

"Thank you. I'm so glad I consulted you; I'm sure I'll have a lot of fun today."

Unlike her previous excitement, her voice was now calm.

This was a request from Senior Student Xun. For her, this was the last sports meet of her high school career, and perhaps the last major event she would participate in as student council president. Therefore, she hoped this event would be the final climax, successfully bringing the day to a close.

The sports meet hadn't officially started yet, and Senior Student Xun was already filled with emotion. Yukino gently removed her hand and calmly told her:

"No, Senior Cheng Hui. It's not over yet."

"what?"

The senior student looked surprised.

"We've only completed half of the project we took on so far."

Her request was indeed not yet complete. As I recall, she added a sentence at the very end.

Yuihama also grabbed her hand and squeezed it tightly.

"That's right! We're going to win this year's sports meet!"

She wanted to win—that's what she said in the letter.

This particular request is exceptionally difficult to fulfill. After all, luck plays a significant role in the competition; the winner and loser are never known until the very end. That being said, we can still increase our chances of winning through effort.

The senior student stared at each of us intently. Then, a glint seemed to flash in the corner of her eye.

"...Yeah. Let's do our best together!"

She wiped her eyes and smiled gently.

× × ×

Although everyone wants to win the game, the actual situation is not very optimistic.

The cleanup work for the opening ceremony had just finished, and we were finally able to catch our breath before the competitions began. The sports meet was about to officially commence.

I only participated in the running events, so I spent the rest of the time in the rescue team, leisurely enjoying the performances. From the start of the competition until now, the red team has almost lost every single time.

I initially thought this situation was inevitable before noon, but unexpectedly, after noon, we became increasingly disadvantaged.

As the saying goes, a defeated army collapses like a house of cards. The Red Team began to feel depressed, and everyone gradually lost the will to fight. Some people started to hold back, as if implying to others, "I didn't go all out! Oh dear, I didn't go all out at all!" Others acted like clowns, doing things that were meant to amuse others.

If these people are usually comedians, even if they don't manage to create any laughs, they can at least be understood by everyone.

However, if someone who usually behaves normally and is less noticeable were to be influenced by the atmosphere and create a joke that only a few close friends would understand, it could lead to tragedy. I was just sitting in a corner, watching a group of people surround the person in the middle complaining, "What the hell are you doing?", and I felt like I couldn't take it anymore. Even though this is the emergency medical team, we can't heal the emotional trauma...

In school-wide events like this, it's best to assess your own capabilities beforehand and avoid actions that exceed your perceived image.

If you want to play it safe, then you should participate in the competition seriously.

A truly "unique" person will still stand out even if they do the same things as everyone else. "Being unconventional" is not the same as "individuality".

There was a perfect example on the spot—Hayato Hayama, the central figure of the White Team.