My Youth Romantic Comedy Is Wrong As Expected

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As expected of Hiratsuka-sensei, she knows her class better than anyone.

She asked everyone to open their textbooks and start reading the text and writing on the blackboard.

I rested my cheek on one hand and opened my textbook with the other.

My gaze moved systematically between the textbook, the blackboard, and the notebook. However, the words that met my eyes were just strings of meaningless symbols, unable to connect into a message and enter my brain.

The course continued in this manner.

I've been like this all along.

The unanswerable questions kept swirling in my mind.

My mind is filled with tangled and incoherent thoughts.

What thoughts came to mind when Wu Ben saw those two people?

Did you do something to offend Nakamachi back then?

What will she ask me when I meet Isshiki again? And I'll probably have to figure out a way to help her with her request soon.

...Oh right, I almost forgot. I still need to report the situation to the supervising senior.

The task of comforting Miura could probably be entrusted to Ebina, and the Ministry of Revenue should also lend a hand. Perhaps this would be a good opportunity to bring the two of them closer.

If only I had remembered to buy some Chococro (Note 28: Chocolate croissant, a popular item from the Japanese chain coffee shop ST-MARC CAFE) for Komachi beforehand. She still refuses to talk to me.

And what is Haruno thinking? I simply can't understand the relationship between those two sisters. Even now, I don't feel like I've gotten any closer to them.

Ye Shan also seemed less energetic than usual, but the fact that he could still manage a smile was quite remarkable. Perhaps he wasn't actually affected at all. If that's the case, I can only admire him. If all of this was just my own overactive imagination, I really want to punch my overly self-conscious self a few times.

And most importantly—what are they thinking now?

As my mind wandered, I stopped copying the notes on the blackboard.

Realizing this, I suddenly looked up and met the teacher's gaze on the stage.

"Hikigaya."

"Ah, yes."

I snapped back to reality and quickly responded. Then, the teacher let out a deep sigh.

"Come to my office in a bit."

After saying that, she stepped down from the podium and left the classroom.

What about class...? I looked around in confusion and found that everyone had already packed away their textbooks and notebooks, taken out their lunch boxes, and moved their desks in twos and threes.

It turns out that while I was daydreaming, the bell had already rung to signal the end of get out of class.

So I tidied up the table and stood up.

If you need to see Professor Hiratsuka during your lunch break, it's best to go early and finish your business there so you don't miss lunch.

I hurried down the corridor and saw Professor Hiratsuka walking slowly ahead of me, so I caught up with him and we went to the faculty office together.

Although the two of them could have easily spoken directly, the teacher didn't say anything, but simply told me through her back, "Just follow me."

After arriving at the faculty office, the teacher finally spoke.

"Let's sit inside."

She was referring to the reception area in one corner of the office.

The reception area is a specially partitioned space with a glass table and a black leather sofa. I've been called there for reprimands before.

"You sit over there."

I followed the instructions and sat on the sofa.

Hiratsuka-sensei sat down on the sofa opposite me, slightly to the right, which was diagonally in front of me.

She lit a cigarette.

I gently pushed the glass ashtray on the table towards the teacher, and the teacher nodded in agreement.

She took two or three puffs of her cigarette and flicked off the ash.

You seemed distracted in class today.

"Yes... but I can understand those contents."

Hiratsuka-sensei seemed rather displeased upon hearing this.

"I have nothing to say about how high your scores are on every exam."

She reluctantly exhaled a puff of smoke, remained silent for a moment, and then got to the point.

"...This morning, Xuezhi came to see me."

Since they specifically called me here, it must be something important. I straightened my back and pricked up my ears to listen.

Hiratsuka-sensei flicked the ash off his cigarette a few more times.

"She has decided to run for student council president."

"who is it?"

"It's her."

She answered immediately.

Hearing this answer stirred a turmoil within me.

Yukino is running for student council president.

I couldn't help but ask, "Why?" She herself had said she didn't like appearing in front of others, and during the school anniversary celebration, everyone urged her to become the chairperson of the executive committee, but she refused no matter what. And most importantly—she was already the president of the Service Club.

Was she provoked by Yang Nai? The grudge between the sisters could not be easily resolved, and the conflict continued to escalate.

I was halfway through my thought when Professor Hiratsuka added more information.

"It seems like Hayama is the candidate for the campaign speech."

"Right……"

Hayama...

He was indeed the perfect candidate for the campaign speech. But the prerequisite was that the two of them had sufficient chemistry. I never knew what had happened between Hayama and Yukinoshita, but judging from their usual behavior, I felt that Yukinoshita's decision went against her principles.

Judging from the timeline, Yukinoshita probably made up her mind to run for office over the weekend, then contacted Hayama and obtained his promise to help with campaign speeches. Although her motives and intentions are unknown, her actions were indeed very swift. This is the only thing that is very much in line with Yukinoshita's style.

Hiratsuka-sensei stubbed out his cigarette and raised his head.

"Hachiman, what are you planning to do?"

"I won't do anything. That's their way, and I have no right to interfere."

Furthermore, logically speaking, if Yukinoshita becomes the student council president, we won't need to search for other candidates. Although I'm very reluctant, this is undoubtedly the most perfect approach; I can't find a single flaw in it.

What's even more frustrating is that I can easily imagine Yukinoshita becoming the student council president.

I clenched my teeth instinctively.

"...If we only consider qualifications, she is very suitable."

I even wondered why I hadn't thought of this method before. Without realizing it, I naturally ruled out this possibility.

I know very well that such a situation and such days could be easily destroyed by various factors at any time.

The teacher listened to my whisper and nodded.

"Hmm... there really isn't a more suitable candidate than her. If the teacher and everyone else knew, they would definitely be very supportive."

That's right. Not only the teachers, but the senior student can also rest assured. Once everyone knows this news, the situation is largely settled, and even the voting process can be skipped.

Then, I suddenly noticed something.

"Teacher, haven't you told anyone yet?"

"Um."

Professor Hiratsuka responded with a smile, lit a new cigarette, took a deep drag, exhaled a large plume of smoke, pointed at me, and asked:

"Then, I'll ask you one more time. What do you plan to do?"

My body reacted negatively before I could even rethink it.

I cannot condone Yukinoshita's decision to run for office.

Since that's the case, any reason given now would be nothing more than shooting the arrow before drawing the target. However, such a reason would inevitably emerge sooner or later. I understand that Yukino's approach was wrong. In the end, if she still chooses to take everything upon herself, wouldn't she be no different from what happened at the school anniversary celebration?

I rejected her idea at the time.

Therefore, we can draw the same conclusion this time.

"...Teacher, do you have a key to the club office?"

The teacher opened her arms and waved at me a few times.

"Just like before, Yukinoshita will take it to use at noon."

In other words, Yukinoshita is likely still having lunch at the clubhouse.

Once you officially register to run for student council president, there's no going back. Whether you try to stop her or not, it's best to make things clear as soon as possible.

I stood up, and Hiratsuka-sensei looked out the window and exhaled a puff of smoke.

"Although the current service society is open to all, she still comes to report every day."

"Is that so... I'll be going now."

I bowed to the teacher, but the teacher didn't look over; instead, he simply raised a hand in greeting. The cigarette smoke continued its slow, unchanging as it rose.

I quickly left the office and went straight to the Service Society's office.

The stairwells and corridors of the special building were almost deserted, making the place seem particularly desolate. But because I was walking quickly, I didn't care about the temperature.

Upon arriving at the office, I immediately opened the door.

Yukinoshita and Yuihama sat inside, eating their respective lunches together.

Yuihama stared blankly at me when I suddenly appeared, while Yukinoshita looked at me with the same cold gaze she hadn't shown in days, without saying a word.

"Yukinoshita, are you really planning to run for student council president yourself?"

"……right."

Yukinoshita gave a brief reply, then lowered her gaze.

"what?"

Upon hearing this, Yuihama's eyes widened in surprise.

"Haven't you heard?"

"Uh-huh……"

She shrugged and lowered her head as she spoke. Yukinoshita looked at her with a face full of guilt.

"...I was just about to discuss this with you."

However, when Yukinoshita said this, she looked away.

"Since you've already made up your mind, what's the point of calling it a discussion?"

This was a decision Yukino made and an action she took alone. Perhaps she was really planning to say it, or perhaps she had planned to say it long ago—whether she could actually say it was another question.

"...Because of what your sister said?"

The events of the past flashed through my mind, and I asked this question. Yukinoshita looked away and replied:

"This is my personal decision, and it has nothing to do with my sister. I won't take what those kinds of people say seriously."

I have no way of knowing the truth. My understanding of the Yukinoshita sisters is insufficient for me to delve into their relationship. However, I really don't think this matter will change Yukinoshita's answer.

Therefore, I had to turn to other topics.

"Didn't you originally intend to support Hayama?"

"He's already the president of the soccer club. And there aren't any other suitable candidates, are there?"

Yukinoshita stared at her hands resting on the table as she answered. Yuihama, standing beside her, spoke hesitantly:

"But, Yukino, you're also the club president..."

Seeing that she was carefully choosing her words and not daring to speak too directly, Yukino looked up and smiled at her.