My Youth Romantic Comedy Is Wrong As Expected

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Yui apologized with a silly grin, while Yukinoshita coldly warned her. But Yukinoshita refused to let go of Yui's hand no matter what.

Yui noticed Yukinoshita's actions, gently shook her hand, leaned closer to her, and smiled. Then, she pointed to their right.

"Look over there! Yukino's house is probably nearby. Ah, if you move a little closer, you might see it."

"...No need. We can see clearly enough from here."

She remained unmoved by the snow. But after a while, she cautiously looked out the window.

Then, he exclaimed with satisfaction.

Influenced by her, I also rested my cheek on my hand and looked out at the scenery.

Before me lay a snowy sunset in Chiba. Sunlight filtering through the clouds made the crystals in the air sparkle, and the city, draped in a thin layer of white, stretched to the horizon.

"So beautiful..."

I nodded in agreement with Yuihama. My feelings were exactly the same as hers.

"Yes, as expected of my Chiba..."

"When did Chiba become yours?"

"We're in Tokyo now..."

"Kasai is practically part of Chiba now. Edogawa Ward isn't even considered part of the 23rd Ward."

Hearing me say that, Yui chuckled twice, and Yukinoshita also gave a helpless smile. Then, we continued to enjoy the beautiful scenery outside the window.

The conversation was as usual, the atmosphere as usual—I think that's just our style. However, we are also in a very unstable situation.

The train car passed the highest point and began to descend.

Concealing the feeling of instability, it slowly rotates. Without moving forward, it simply keeps spinning in the same place.

Nevertheless, in the end...

"...It's almost over."

She whispered softly.

Volume 11, Chapter 9: Spring gathers beneath the accumulated snow and sprouts new buds.

Even after we finished riding the Ferris wheel, the snow still hadn't stopped.

The snow wasn't heavy enough to warrant an umbrella; snowflakes danced in the wind, reflecting a white glow. A thin layer of snow covered the park's grass, silently reminding us of the passage of time.

We strolled along the paths in the park, and no one spoke a word the entire time.

Yui walked in front, and Yukinoshita and I followed closely behind.

Shortly after, the path connects to the main road extending from the station. Turning left here will take you to the station, while turning right leads to the seaside.

Yuihama chose to turn right without hesitation.

"Hello……"

I called out to her, wanting to ask where she was going. Yui turned around and silently pointed ahead on the road.

There's a building in front with glass walls; I think it's called "Cristal View." That's probably an observation deck overlooking Tokyo Bay.

I checked the time; it wasn't time to rush home yet.

"let's go."

Yukinoshita's voice urged me to stop, and I quickened my pace to catch up with Yuihama, who was waiting ahead.

I followed the two of them for a while.

The observation deck itself is closed, but the outdoor terrace remains open. You can also see Tokyo Bay from there.

Snowflakes drifted onto the quietly swaying sea, and the setting sun peeked out from behind the clouds.

The colorless white shimmered brightly amidst the pale red and deep blue.

"Whoa whoa--"

The sight before her made Yuihama cheer. Behind her, Yukina, holding her wind-blown hair, gazed into the distance with a wistful look.

There was no one else here, only the vast ocean in front of me, and scattered lights shining from the city on the other side.

This is probably a view that can only be seen for a fleeting moment.

It was a truly leisurely and peaceful time.

That's why it couldn't last long.

Yuihama pulled back her body from over the terrace railing and looked back at us.

"What should we do next?"

"Of course, I'll go home."

That's not what I meant...

I said this half-jokingly, and Yuihama quietly shook her head, saying it sincerely. She took a step towards me and Yukinoshita, looking directly at us.

"I'm referring to Yukino's matter, and my matter... the matter of the three of us."

My heart skipped a beat at those sudden words. A feeling of unease that had been lurking deep inside me quickly surfaced, baring its fangs at me.

"……What's the meaning?"

After hesitating for a moment, Yukinoshita tried to ask what the sentence meant. Yuihama didn't answer the question, but just looked at her with a serious expression.

"This was the thank-you gift from the autistic man."

After saying that, Yui took something out of her bag. She was holding a beautifully packaged bag of cookies.

When I saw the bag of cookies, I heard someone hold their breath. A glimpse of her in the corner of my eye revealed Yukinoshita gripping her backpack tightly, shaking her head slightly. Then, she lowered her head and looked down.

Yui walked past Yukinoshita and came up to me.

"Do you remember the details of my request?"

"……Remember."

I answered in a barely audible voice.

I could never forget it. Because that was the first request I received with the Service Society. In the end, although I managed to get away with it using some ridiculous and absurd reasoning, that request could hardly be considered a successful resolution.

Nevertheless, Yuihama still managed to solve the problem on her own and demonstrated clear results.

Yui took my bewildered hand and shoved the cookie into it. My hand suddenly felt a heavy weight.

Inside the transparent packaging bag, there were still some cookies that weren't quite the same shape, and some were burnt or discolored in places. To be honest, they weren't exactly pretty. But because of that, I could tell at a glance that these were cookies she had made herself.

The quality of these cookies shows just how serious and hard she is, despite not being good at cooking.

Yukinoshita stared blankly at the biscuit in my hand, exhaling as she spoke.

"Did you make these handmade cookies all by yourself?"

"Although there were some failures..."

Yuihama answered with an embarrassed smile, while Yukinoshita gently shook her head, as if to tell her, "This doesn't count as a failure."

"Yuihama-san, you... are really amazing."

The voice sounded like a faint longing, or perhaps a yearning. Yukinoshita squinted at Yuihama, who returned a happy smile.

"...I said I'd try it myself, and that I'd challenge myself with my own methods. This is my result."

Yui Yuigahama gave her answer.

"...So, this is just a simple thank-you gift."

After saying that, Yuihama puffed out her chest and gave a bright smile.

If we're talking about a thank-you gift from back then, that matter should have been over long ago. The past has been dealt with, and the matter is closed. Now, I don't want to bring it up again. If we're really talking about a thank-you gift, I've already received so much from her by now. Therefore, accepting a thank-you gift now for what happened back then wouldn't be reasonable.

The flawed beginning should have been properly resolved, and a fresh start should have followed. If that's the case, then the underlying intentions and answers might have changed as well.

If... just if... if this thought had some special meaning...

I didn't look away from Yuihama, and tried to squeeze out a sound from my throat.

"...I have already accepted your gift of gratitude."

I'm not trying to confirm whether this is truly a thank-you gift. Nevertheless, I still can't simply accept it without thinking about anything else.

The words had barely left my mouth when I immediately regretted them. I saw Yui Hama in front of me with an expression that suggested she was about to cry.

"Even so... it's just a simple thank-you gift, okay?"

Yui Hama desperately suppressed the emotions in her voice, biting her lower lip and contorting her expression. Then, to hide the light in the corner of her eye, she turned her back to me.

"I want it all. Now and forever. I'm so cunning, I'm such a despicable girl."

She spoke these words to the sky in a slightly sullen tone. To me, it was a monologue that required no answer and allowed no rebuttal. So I could only watch her back and listen carefully to every word she uttered.

After speaking, Yuihama exhaled a puff of white smoke, watching it dissolve into the air.

Then she turned around and looked straight at us.

"I've made up my mind."

Her eyes were no longer wet, and her gaze revealed a strong determination.

"yes……"

Yukinoshita murmured softly, as if she had come to terms with it all, and I couldn't even utter a meaningless word. Yui gave us a somewhat lonely smile.

"If we knew what the other was thinking, we might not be able to maintain this relationship... So, this is probably our final request. Our final request is ourselves."

She didn't say anything specific, because once it was spoken, there would be no going back. So, she cleverly avoided the topic.

She deliberately spoke ambiguously and did not name the fact. Therefore, what Yuigahama and Yukinoshita believe to be the fact may not be exactly the same.

However, the statement that "everyone can't continue like this" is probably true.

This is precisely the question that has always lingered in my mind, and Yuihama shares the same sentiment.

Then, another party involved—

Yukinoshita closed her eyes and remained silent, her head bowed. Although her expression was unseen, she neither argued nor asked any questions; she simply listened quietly. I think Yukinoshita probably felt the same way.

"Yukino, is that match still going on?"

"Yes. The loser must comply with any demands of the winner..."

Yukinoshita seemed slightly puzzled by the sudden question. Yuihama, upon hearing this, gently touched Yukinoshita's hand and, in a cheerful voice, addressed her:

"I know the answer to the problem that Yukino is facing now."

She gently stroked her hand beneath the snow.

The problem that Yukinoshita faces has always been present in her every move and word.

Most importantly, Yukino Yukinoshita did indeed say that she doesn't know what to do right now. What exactly is she referring to? Is it her mother's matter? Her sister's matter? Or their current relationship? It could be one of them, or it could be all of them.

"I……"

Yukinoshita lowered her head listlessly, saying in a barely audible voice, "I don't understand," seemingly quite troubled. Yuihama nodded gently and released Yukinoshita's hand.

"I think...that's probably our answer too."

In the end, we still didn't understand. She and I were the same.

Some things, once fully understood, will utterly destroy themselves. Even if ignored, they will slowly decay. Therefore, no matter what, there will be an end, and loss is an inevitable outcome.

That is the answer waiting for us ahead.

Yuihama paused for a moment, then gently shook her head. Then, she stared directly at me and Yukinoshita.

"So... if I win, I'll take everything. It might be despicable... but it's the only way I can think of... I want to keep things as they are."

Therefore, Yuihama disregarded all the assumptions, conditions, and equations, and directly announced the answer—that is, the only conclusion.

Even if it's an equation that can never be true no matter what happens or what the future holds, the answer will never change—that's what she meant. The blissful times, as if they didn't exist, will continue forever.

What do you think?

"Well... I..."

When Yui asked me that question, I didn't know how to answer.

Working backward from the conclusion, even with manipulation of the equations or fabricated proofs, the final answer will still be derived. While theoretically impossible, this can be achieved through coercive power—or rather, indulgences—that compels obedience.