My Youth Romantic Comedy Is Wrong As Expected

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They probably don't know about the losses, nor do they remember them.

During that period, everyone was in love with someone, so they wouldn't have any interest in people outside their social circle. Even if the behavior of outsiders became a laughing stock, they wouldn't allow it to remain in their memories.

Words awaken memories, and memories, in turn, stir up emotions.

These absurd deeds, long forgotten in the distant past, accurately hit the sore spot of that time.

His lips, stiff from a prolonged forced smile, slowly exhaled a deep breath.

"Huh? I didn't expect you to confess your feelings too!"

"Yang Nai said in surprise. Her cheerful eyes concealed a hint of cruelty. I even suspected that she asked this question on purpose because she sensed that my reaction to Zheben was a bit off.

I looked at the corner of the ground and forced myself to speak.

"Yes, that's all in the past..."

"Yeah! It's all in the past, it doesn't matter anymore!"

Although I said the same thing as Zheben, the underlying meaning was probably completely different.

Those are all things of the past, things that have already passed, so it doesn't matter what you say about them, and that's why she smiled innocently.

Orimoto probably meant no harm; she just wanted to have a fun chat with everyone. Orimoto's friends and Haruno also found it amusing and laughed along.

The current situation is exactly the same as it was back then.

At that time, it was clearly just the two of us confessing our feelings, but the next day, for some reason, the news spread throughout the whole class, and bursts of laughter reached our ears from afar.

Being rejected after confessing your feelings is actually not a big deal.

As time goes by, this will only become a laughable memory from my youth, kept in my heart.

The painful part is realizing that you've been disappointed in the girl you like over such a trivial matter. The real problem lies in not even knowing or being aware of this. Only the ignorance stemming from childhood cannot be easily dismissed.

I didn't hear a word of their next conversation.

I was probably lost in thought and accidentally let my mind wander to the past.

"Oh, right. Hachiman."

"Um?"

The sound of losses pulled me back to reality.

She had already put the previous topic behind her and moved on to a new one.

"Aren't you studying for the Soubu school? Do you know Hayama-kun?"

"Hayama..."

I repeat the name once, and Zheben immediately leans his body forward.

"Yes, Hayama from the soccer club!"

Hearing this, I could tell that she was talking about Hayato Hayama, whom I knew.

"Oh, I know—"

"Really! Lots of girls want to get to know him, like this one~"

Before I could finish speaking, Zheben impatiently interrupted, pointing to his friend beside him.

"Ah, this is my friend from the same high school as me, Chika Nakamachi."

The girl named Chika Nakamachi gave me a knowing smile and nodded slightly. Orimoto nudged her with his elbow.

"Did you hear that, Chika? He might introduce you to Hayama!"

"Eh... I don't need it anymore..."

Although Nakamachi said that, her face actually turned shy and obedient. It seems she has high expectations for me.

Unfortunately, I am not familiar with Hayama, and we have not exchanged contact information.

"But I don't know him well—"

Zheben wasn't particularly disappointed; instead, he nodded vigorously, understanding the situation perfectly.

"Ah, that's true. You two probably won't have any interaction."

"Hahaha……"

I let out another dry laugh. Ever since then, I've felt like there's something stuck in my throat.

I coughed a few times in succession, and Yang Nai murmured in a barely audible voice:

"Hmm...that's quite interesting."

"what?"

I looked at Yang Nai; her eyes gleamed with an eerie light, and she excitedly raised her hand and spoke:

"Leave it to your older sister! She'll introduce you to her!"

"what?"

Everyone couldn't help but wonder what they had heard. In the meantime, Yang quickly took out his phone and made a call.

She tapped the table lightly with her fist, waiting for the call to connect. After about three rings, the other party answered, and she quickly gave instructions into the receiver:

"Ah, Hayato? Are you free now? Never mind, just come over here."

After explaining the necessary matters, she immediately ended the call.

"What are you doing……"

"Hehehe~♪"

Yang Nai's face was full of smiles.

Why is she so enthusiastic...?

× × ×

While waiting for Hayama to arrive, I stared blankly at the street scene outside the window.

The sun has completely set, and the lively nightlife is about to begin.

The neon sign of the KTV across the street winked excitedly at passers-by, and the monorail overhead cut through the night sky. Most of the people coming and going on the road were young people, who lined up in a horizontal line and strolled leisurely.

After a while, I heard someone's footsteps going upstairs.

"Oh, you're here."

Yang leaned back and looked towards the stairwell. Sure enough, it was Hayama Hayato coming upstairs.

Hayama was wearing a uniform with a shoulder bag slung across his body; he seemed to have come directly from a club activity. When he saw us, he loosened the tie at his chest, looking slightly tired.

"Sister Yang, what did you call me here for?"

He asked Yang Nai, then looked at Orimoto and Nakamachi, and finally his gaze fell on me.

"A girl wants to get to know you."

Yang opened his arms and gestured towards them.

They probably didn't expect Ye Shan to actually come, and excitedly huddled together whispering to each other.

"oh……"

Hayama let out a very light sigh, almost imperceptible.

The next second, he immediately put on a smile.

"Nice to meet you, I am Hayato Hayama."

Ye Shan switched on a switch somewhere within his body, returning to his most familiar self. After a natural and fluent self-introduction, he began the casual conversation.

At this moment, Orimoto and Nakamachi look even more likable than before.

Thanks to their attention being completely focused on Hayama, I was finally able to catch my breath. I don't know if it was just my imagination, but even the heated indoor space started to feel comfortable.

Since Hayama is here too, I can just leave things to these young people and leave... In the end, I probably won't be able to see a movie today... However, I dare say that even if I go into the movie theater later, I'll fall asleep within seconds.

I closed the half-read paperback, put it in my bag, and quietly waited for the right moment to say goodbye. But the four of them just kept talking and getting more and more engrossed.

"By the way, how about we go out and hang out together next time?"

"Ah, okay, okay!"

After Orimoto spoke to Nakamachi, Hayama nodded and smiled slightly.

He doesn't need to give a specific "good" or "bad" answer; he just needs to show his attitude slightly so the other person understands what he means.

This technique only works on handsome guys. If it's a guy below average, he'll just be seen as indecisive or completely ignored.

"Yes, that's a great idea. Traveling together is wonderful."

Yang crossed his hands and nodded solemnly.

After some people present agreed, Zheben and the others became even more excited and started discussing where to go for fun.

Wait, something just occurred to me. Although Yang said "we'll all go on the trip together," I don't think "everyone" includes me...

Well, what's there to doubt?

To those girls, I was nothing more than a sacrifice to summon Hayama. If you want to upgrade your summoning to level 5 or higher, don't you have to send lower-level monsters to the graveyard? So it's unavoidable, isn't it? Let's all follow the rules and have fun dueling! (Note 13 is from the battle rules and dialogue of Yu-Gi-Oh!)

The lone wolf, already sent to the cemetery, could only quietly observe how things unfolded.

Despite the group chatting happily, in less than fifteen minutes, Ye Shan skillfully dodged the girls' advances with his supple figure, gracefully getting them to leave the scene.

"Well then, we should probably go..."

"Okay! See you next time, Hayama-kun! I'll text you!"

Orimoto waved goodbye to Nakamachi, and Yoshino raised her hand in response. As they left, I could still hear them exclaiming "So cool!" and "Oh my god!" as they enthusiastically discussed their feelings until the two disappeared at the top of the stairs, and only then did their voices fade into the distance.

After completely losing sight of Zheben and the others, Hayama abruptly stopped smiling and glared at Yuuno with a cold expression.

"...Why would you do something like this?"

"Because it's so much fun!"

Yang Nai laughed heartily, without the slightest embarrassment. Her attitude radiated obvious malice, a far cry from the adjective "innocent and naive."

Hayama sighed, probably wanting to advise or reprimand Haruno.

"Here we go again... And why is he here too? He has nothing to do with you guys, does he?"

He simply turned his face away. Yang Nai immediately replied:

"Of course it's related! That girl... ah, the one with the perm, she's someone Hachiman used to like! Isn't that hilarious? I really want to tell Yukino and see her reaction... Hachiman, what do you think?"

After Yang finished speaking, she smiled at me. However, she was the only one who found it amusing.

How could I possibly find it interesting? Upon hearing this, Hayama's face also darkened for some reason.

"..."

Yang was in a great mood, while Ye Shan and I remained silent.

Seeing that we didn't respond, she sighed in boredom, got up from her seat to change her mood, and patted Ye Shan on the shoulder.

"Anyway, go and hang out with them. It might be surprisingly fun."

Hayama slumped his shoulders, looked down at his and Hino's feet, and said weakly:

"impossible……"

"Really? That's hard to say~"

Yang didn't take it seriously, and pulled up his sleeve to look at the exquisite pink and silver watch.

"Well, I've killed some time. I'll be going now!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she quickly packed her things and then whispered in my ear as if she were about to reveal a secret.

"Hachiman, thank you for spending time with me today."

The scent of fresh flowers wafted into my nostrils, and a gentle breath tickled my earlobe. I was startled. My ear is itchy; could you please stop?

I quickly took two or three steps back to create some distance between myself and Yang Nai. Yang Nai walked directly downstairs from the cleared space.

As she left, she turned and waved goodbye.

Let me know if there's any progress!