My Youth Romantic Comedy Is Wrong As Expected

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She wore a white high-necked top, a chunky knit cardigan, and a long skirt. I could imagine a pair of long, beautiful legs beneath the skirt. Perhaps it was because of the impression she usually gave off, but despite being dressed entirely in winter attire, she still looked very light and graceful.

She is the older sister of Yukino Yukinoshita, the president of the Service Club, and a super-perfect woman whose abilities surpass those of Yukinoshita, Yukinoshita Haruno.

Yang Nai doesn't really fit into this kind of donut shop. If you changed the scene to a Starbucks window bar, it would definitely be as beautiful as a painting.

I never expected to run into her in a place like this, and my body stiffened involuntarily.

Several open books were laid out on her desk, none of them paperback editions, some with particularly luxurious bindings. I glanced at them briefly; they were filled with English text. Could she be reading foreign language books?

"...Ah, hello."

I gave a brief nod of greeting and then sat down in a seat away from her. Speaking of which, why is the first word she always says "ah"? Is it like the English word "a," that it has to be at the very beginning?

In short, let's take a bite of Franchi first.

Damn it... why is she here... I should have just ordered takeout... I was so careless... I should have checked if I knew anyone here before coming in...

There's no other way, I'd better finish my food quickly and get out of here.

Just as I was about to take a big gulp of my coffee au lait, I unfortunately discovered that the drink was scalding hot.

Being afraid of getting burned, I blew hard on the cup. Just then, Yang Nai sat down next to me with a tray.

"What's the point of running away? That's so rude!"

"Oh, no. I was just worried about bothering you."

You can see this as a unique kind of thoughtfulness characteristic of lone wolves. It's like someone strolling down the street and bumping into someone they know. Even though both of you try to exchange a few pleasantries, you're both secretly thinking, "How should this end..." But for some reason, you end up feeling bad for the other person first.

When faced with an unexpected encounter, you must retreat immediately and never be overconfident.

However, if the other person is someone like Yang Nai who has no concept of personal space, they probably wouldn't think so much. She quickly flipped to the page with the bookmark and continued reading in the exact same posture as before. Her matter-of-fact manner made it seem as if she had been sitting next to me from the very beginning.

Since you're sitting here reading as well, what's the point of switching seats...?

I looked at Yang Nai and thought to myself, "This person is truly free-spirited." Yang Nai's gaze fell on the pages of the book, and she spoke to me:

What are you doing here?

"...to kill time while waiting for the movie to start."

"Oh, about the same as me."

"...You want to see a movie too?"

My tone carried a hint of disgust, but it wasn't entirely my fault. If we were going to see the same movie, even if we parted ways here, we'd still inevitably bump into each other at the theater, making the atmosphere somewhat awkward…

Fortunately, Yang's cheerful answer dispelled my worries.

"Hmm? No, no, I'm going to have dinner with my friends later, so I'm just killing time here."

Her mention reminded me that Yang Nainian's university seems to be in Nishi-Chiba, not far from here. While Nishi-Chiba has no shortage of places to have a drink, it lacks restaurants with nice lighting and a great atmosphere. If you're looking for a proper place to eat, Chiba is definitely a possibility. Speaking of restaurants in Chiba with nice lighting and a great atmosphere… Narita-ya Ramen?

Just imagine that back fat, like pure white snow, doesn't it create a wonderful atmosphere!

"Are you with friends...? Then I'll excuse myself and not bother you any longer."

"It's not time yet, no rush. Let's kill time together!"

Yang pulled the seat closer, so close, so soft, so close, and how you smell so good... I moved my body to create some distance, but she kept squeezing in.

Then, she whispered in my ear:

"I admire people like you the most."

A chill ran down my spine in an instant. It wasn't from pure fear, but rather closer to the thrill of standing on the edge of a cliff, gazing down into a bottomless abyss, as if I would never fall into the deepest, darkest cave. Her voice was alluring, and her lips were so vibrant that I couldn't help but notice even the slender fingers she placed on my shoulder.

Startled, I looked at Yang Nai and met her large, watery eyes. A sinister smile crept across Yang Nai's lips, and I willingly fell for that expression. But to Yang Nai, she would at most find my reaction amusing.

As if to confirm my thoughts, Yang suddenly moved away from my side and started giggling.

"You won't speak unless I say anything. But when I do speak, you always answer properly. Hmm, very good. If you want to kill time, you're the perfect person to talk to."

I don't feel praised at all... and listening to her say that, I'm even worse than the latest browser games. Look at this, now even if you just leave *Kantai Collection* lying around, it'll start making sounds on its own.

Yang Nai turned to look at his book and added:

"Nine out of ten guys always try really hard to find topics to talk about. It makes me feel really uncomfortable to see them like that."

Ah... I understand, I understand very well...

There are boys who, in an effort to win a girl's favor, rack their brains, trying to come up with one topic after another. They're usually quiet, but when they finally get a chance to speak, they force themselves to muster the courage to start a conversation, only to end up saying almost nothing. Seeing people like that is really disheartening—wait, isn't that just like me in middle school?

Regardless, Yang Nai's actions caused me to miss my chance to leave. Now I can only wait for the next opportunity.

No problem, keeping quiet isn't difficult for me. In fact, it's one of my strengths.

I get it. Quiet, reserved guys definitely have an advantage.

It's here... The era of the lone wolf has finally arrived! Guys who don't initiate conversations are about to become a trend (but that doesn't mean they'll be popular)!

There is no conversation between the two of us unless I initiate it.

Leisurely time slowly passed by.

Thinking about it carefully, it's been so long since I last saw her after the school anniversary celebration.

After some time, she seemed very different. Perhaps it was because she was unusually quiet today—no, "composed" might be a more accurate description.

It seems that since Yukinoshita wasn't there, she's been much more restrained and won't deliberately cause trouble. Hey, just how much does this person like her sister? But wait a minute, don't I like my sister a lot too? Although she's probably really angry with me right now because of what happened this morning…

The argument I had with Komachi this morning suddenly flashed through my mind, making me feel a bit down. At times like this, I can only think about other things to distract myself.

Mmm, the donuts are delicious... It's a pity the coffee au lait isn't sweet enough, but there aren't any condensed milk balls nearby, so I had to add sugar instead. I continued drinking my flavored coffee au lait, glancing at Hino in the corner of my eye.

Yang propped his cheek up with one hand, reading the book lying open on the table, occasionally picking up his coffee to sip.

Her posture as she quietly read was exactly the same as Yukinoshita's.

From the fingertips turning the pages, to the pale neck exposed while sipping coffee, to the eyes squinting as they study the text—

She looks exactly like Yukino Yukinoshita, whom I've known for almost half a year.

"Hmm?" Yang noticed my gaze, turned her face slightly, and asked me what was wrong.

I shook my head.

"...It's nothing, I'd like to ask the staff for a refill."

"Okay, please take care of mine too."

I took Yang Nai's cup, along with my own, and asked a passing shop assistant to refill it. Then I gently placed her cup in a place where it wouldn't obstruct my reading.

It was strange that I kept paying attention to her, so I took out the book I had just bought and started reading.

Only the sound of turning pages remained between the two.

The music playing in the store wasn't distracting, but the lyrics were just too nonsensical. What does "You are my donut" even mean? (Note 12 is from Tatsuro Yamashita's "DONUT SONG," the original is "君のことドㄧナツ.") Although after listening to it for a while, I actually find it quite nice.

The coffee au lait was finally hot enough to drink, and I sipped it while flipping through the book in my hand. Suddenly, Yang Nai from next door spoke up:

"Hikigaya."

"have."

We kept our eyes on the pages of the book and had this conversation directly.

"Let's talk about something interesting~"

"..."

Hearing the question I least wanted to hear, I fell silent, my inner turmoil likely showing on my face. What kind of person is this…? I looked at Yang Nai, who, on the other hand, had a broad smile on her face.

"Why do you look so annoying... Ugh~ Just like I thought~"

Yang burst out laughing happily. "Hey, if you knew I'd react this way, you shouldn't have asked in the first place, okay..."

I thought she wouldn't do anything funny today, but she still surprised me by playing a prank on me out of the blue.

Innocent, carefree, and oblivious to others—

I just can't figure out this kind of person; I have no way to deal with her.

Yang Nai read a passage, closed the book, and stretched her limbs. I said, "This is a bit distracting...because a certain part of your body is quite different from your sister's."

"How is Yukino doing?"

She picked up the cup and gently stroked the rim with her fingertips.

"...Yes, the same as always."

"Is that so? That's good."

She posed the question herself, yet seemed uninterested in the answer. She put the book into her backpack, then rested her elbows on the empty tabletop, interlacing her fingers and resting her chin on the back of her hands. "Reporting, Commander! Your posture is exactly like that of a commander somewhere!"

Yang looked at me and deliberately cleared his throat in a solemn manner.

"So... what happens next?"

"Um……"

"There should be some progress, right?"

I'm very sorry, this sentence lacks a subject, making it impossible for me to understand what you're trying to say. I can only manage a vague, half-understanding response. Yang Nai opened her eyes wide and continued:

"Didn't you just finish your graduation trip?"

"You remember it so clearly."

After all, Yang Nai had also attended Soubu High School, so she should at least remember when there were any events. Even so, she still accurately and directly stated the answer.

She heard the surprise in my voice, and then revealed the reason with a hint of pride.

"Because we received a gift."

It seems that the gift was sent by Yukinoshita. From this, we can infer that she did not go home in person.

"They even went out of their way to have it delivered by courier..."

Is that person an idiot? They didn't buy much, and they couldn't even afford to take the tram a few stops back...

Yang held the cup with both hands and sighed helplessly.

"She probably doesn't want to see us."

"I don't want to see you still buying souvenirs... Your manners are so thoughtful..."

I felt both admiration and defeat at her hands, muttering to myself. But upon reflection, this was quite typical of Yukino's style, so it wasn't entirely incomprehensible. Haruno heard my murmur and simply shook her head.

"No, I don't think so."

She bluntly refuted my opinion, which puzzled me, and I glanced over. In my understanding, Yukinoshita was indeed a very polite and courteous person. Had I misjudged her somewhere?

Yang tilted the cup, looking at the black liquid sloshing inside.

"Even though I hate it, I don't want to be hated..."

Her tone softened, seemingly tinged with tenderness and pity. She was likely speaking to herself, and to someone else who wasn't there.

I knew I absolutely couldn't press the matter further, so I simply kept quiet.

Yang Nai noticed that neither of them made a sound, so she put down her cup and deliberately turned her body around with an exaggerated movement.

"However, after the graduation trip, there aren't any other major events, so it'll be all about studying and preparing for exams. Don't you think that's pretty boring?"

To avoid an awkward atmosphere, I decided to start a conversation.

"It's alright. Besides, there's the student council election later."

"Huh? An election? Shouldn't it be over by now?"

Yang Nai paused for a moment, then tilted her head to the side in thought. As expected of someone who had attended Soubu High School, she knew the school's activities inside and out.

"It seems there weren't enough candidates, so the election was postponed."

"I see... So, it seems Junya is finally going to hand over the reins...?"

She said with a sigh, "In my mind, Senior Xun is a very reliable senior—no way, not reliable at all. I wouldn't dare trouble her at all; I always think she'd be the one troubling me. So, in my mind, she's a very cute senior, while in Haruno's mind, she's a cute junior. What the heck? No matter what, Senior Xun is super cute!"

Yang Nai also thought of that lovely senior and let out a soft giggle.

"Given Xun's personality, why didn't she ask Yukino to take over as the next student council president?"

"Hmm—no."

"What a boring story!"

She swayed her legs up and down in dissatisfaction.