My Youth Romantic Comedy Is Wrong As Expected

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I thought it was a new text message.

However, this time it seems to be a phone call. Caller ID:

☆★Yui☆★

It's really strange that they called right after I sent the email.

So I pressed the call button on my constantly vibrating phone:

"……Hello"

"Ah, Xiaoqi?"

A bright voice and some background noise came through the phone. "Are you outside?"

But no matter how many times I heard it, I still wasn't used to hearing Yui's voice on the phone. Taking a breath to keep my voice from trembling, I said:

"Huh...why are you calling all of a sudden?"

Just keep using email, I'm a little scared because I'm not used to phone calls.

Just as I was thinking this, an unhappy sigh came from the other end of the phone:

"Because, well, Xiao Qi, the phone is very slow..."

"Ah, yes. That's right, I'm sorry..."

I'm so sorry... I apologized without even realizing it.

...But what about it?

Think about it, when you email a girl, you have to think about a lot of things before you press send.

For example, you might think about what wording to use so as not to disgust them, whether replying too quickly would make you seem aggressive, or whether they would be alarmed if what you posted was just a trivial matter...

In junior high, I once asked a question about the exam scope that I already knew the answer to, but now when I think about it—

Ugh, I'm so embarrassed I could disappear... Just thinking about it gives me the creeps, I want to die, I want to die, I want to die, I want to die, I want to die...

I hope you can understand this delicate girlish sentiment...

"Um, what was Hayato-kun's phone number? Is it really okay to just tell someone something like this..."

The voice on the phone sounded somewhat uneasy.

"No, they already know my number. I told them once. I just forgot to ask them..."

"what……"

Was it admiration or surprise? Yuihama's answer was somewhat hesitant.

"But why ask now?"

After the sigh comes a perfectly normal question. Hey, why, why? Are you Vivian Hsu from the Black Biscuit Era?

"As for why... well... I have something to say to him."

Even I find this explanation suspicious. Hachiman Hikigaya contacted Hayato Hayama, not at school—but to make a phone call. What was he after? Was he asking for something or something?

These unnatural excuses don't seem like my style. It's more likely that I'd ask for a phone call and then sell my private information to someone else...

Yuihama on the other end of the phone remained silent, seemingly deep in thought. She appeared uneasy about the response, occasionally coughing lightly in anticipation.

Then Yuihama said something unexpected:

"Hmm... Ah, how about this then. Xiaoxue and I are eating right now, why don't you come over, Xiaoqi?"

Act Two

I rode for about ten minutes.

I just finished showering, and I already want to go back to the warm bathroom...

As I was thinking about these things, I looked up and saw a familiar building.

Next to the entrance is a Chinese family restaurant with a peach-shaped logo.

When I arrived at the entrance on the second floor, I could see the person who had called me through the glass.

Yuihama and Yukinoshita.

As I entered the store, they quickly spotted me and waved.

"Ah, Little Enterprise, ya hello."

"Good evening"

"what"

She responded cheerfully and then walked over.

The table was originally for four people, but... why are you two sitting on the same side of the stool? Are you lovers?

So I ended up sitting in the seat opposite me.

I sat down and pressed the call button to summon a waiter. I ordered directly from the arriving waiter without even opening the menu.

"Ramen and fried rice, and a drink, please. Oh, but no soup with the fried rice."

Anyway, ramen soup and fried rice soup taste pretty much the same.

The waiter didn't say much, but after making a note, he walked briskly to the front desk.

Yuihama, sitting in the front, opened her mouth and exclaimed:

"...Oh, wow, so skilled..."

"Hmph, well. At my level, I'm practically a professional solo customer at family-run restaurants. I never have trouble taking orders, no matter what kind of family restaurant it is."

"What exactly does the word 'family' mean in the context of a family-run restaurant...?"

Yukinoshita rubbed her forehead as if she were suffering from a headache. No, you think it's because of that... because she was a solo customer, she learned this skill so as not to disturb the other families? Hachiman, on the other hand, thinks Yukinoshita-san should take this opportunity to learn this skill too!

However, lately, Yukinoshita seems to be spending more time with Yuihama rather than acting alone, so there's no need to worry about that.

You probably just got back from visiting Chiba today. Yuihama is probably planning to stay at Yukinoshita's house tonight.

That's perfectly fine; I really hope the two of them can stay this close.

However, the reason I was drawn into this "Happy Happy Time" is...

"...By the way, why did you call me out?"

I removed the freshly served ramen from the tray, and a layer of mist rose from the ramen soaked in the broth. Through this mist, I stole a glance at Yui, who looked down at me and replied:

"Ah, well, regarding this matter, I think it's best to proceed in order."

"order?"

He ate his ramen while looking up at her. Yuihama puffed out her chest and smiled shyly:

"Right! First, I'll call Hayato-kun, then let Hachiman listen in. Then I'll ask him for the number. That way we don't have to sneak around, isn't that great?♪"

"Are you satisfied with your proposal?" Yuihama smiled smugly.

However, I completely don't understand why this kind of proposal even came up!

Why don't you just give me that guy's number...? Yukinoshita next to her seemed to disagree and tilted her head.

"...We don't know the situation with Ye Shan-kun yet, so it's probably best not to call him rashly..."

Huh? Are you worried about that side? Aren't you wondering about this strange order? Although that's what I think, what Yukinoshita said is true.

"...Indeed. It's best to avoid contact with Hayama as much as possible."

There are still many things to consider. What if Hayama is out with his friends now? If he receives a call from Yuihama, one of the rumored sources, that alone could trigger another outbreak of rumors.

If only the Ministry of Revenue were present, it would be fine, as he was very thoughtful. However, among Lin Shan's friends, there were also people like that frivolous, idiotic Ooka. Ooka himself might not have meant any harm, but he might still bring it up in conversations with others, and things could easily spiral out of control.

Therefore, face-to-face conversations can avoid these problems. Making private phone calls is actually quite a sensitive matter. Especially when borrowing someone else's phone, won't people think you have ulterior motives or something...?

Hearing us say that, Yuihama nodded with a troubled expression.

"Really? That makes sense... Well then, let's try sending an email first, then call."

"No, can't I just send an email? Is that not enough?"

I felt it was a bit redundant, so I asked.

Yuihama gave a vague smile.

"Hmm... some people don't like that, so it's better to explain it properly."

"It would definitely feel awkward to suddenly receive an email asking if I could give out my contact information to others."

Yukino nodded in agreement with Yuihama's words, brushing aside the hair hanging over her shoulder as she spoke. Her tone carried a hint of disgust.

It's probably because something similar happened in the past.

For us high school students, things like cell phones have long transcended the realm of communication tools.

While personal information should indeed be protected, for high school students, a phone number is simultaneously a representation of interpersonal relationships, a parameter indicating popularity, and a personal accessory.

For example, the contact information of people like Hayama and Yukinoshita, as well as Yuihama, who are of high status and appearance in school, is valuable enough on its own.

There must be many people who are troubled by being asked about it by many people or by rumors spreading about it in private.

"...I see. There's nothing we can do about that reason. Well, although it's a bit troublesome, let's do it this way."

"Um"

When I said that, Yui nodded with a relieved expression and started fiddling with her phone. She was probably sending an email to Hayama.

Looking at her like this, I suddenly thought of:

"...That guy is quite troublesome too."

She blurted it out unconsciously. Then, both of them stopped moving. Even Yuihama's rapidly moving fingers froze.

"..."

"..."

They were both staring at me. I looked at them and asked, "What's wrong?"

Yuihama, whose eyes met Yuihama's, smiled awkwardly:

"Hmm—Little Qi can be super troublesome sometimes..."

"Wait a minute? Did you just say something really nasty?"

Even Yukinoshita shook her head and sighed deeply:

"I guess Ye Shan-kun feels the same way, he just doesn't want to be said that by you."

"Hmm, but I guess I don't want to be said that by you..."

However, what they said makes sense. Hayama and I are indeed troublesome in this regard.

Moreover, the essence of this trouble lies in one point.

The way one interacts with others.

On this point, there is a stubbornness that cannot be compromised.

However, Hayama and I have completely different senses about direction, and we are unwilling to even try to understand each other.

Just then, Yuihama's phone rang. Yuihama glanced at the screen, her expression twisting for a moment.

"Oh, I'm sorry, it's Mom..."

After saying that, he got up and walked away.

"Hey, it's me. Yeah, I've already eaten."

The sound gradually faded away.

Well, it's really embarrassing if your classmates overhear your conversations with your family... I remember when I was going through my rebellious phase, my dad... cough cough, knew everything about me.

When I pulled my gaze back from Yuihama, who had left her seat, I noticed that Yukinoshita, who was sitting opposite me, had also turned her head in this direction at almost the same time.

When their eyes met, Yukinoshita seemed a little embarrassed, coughed softly, and looked away slightly.

Then, it glanced in my direction again.

Did you speak with Hayama-kun today?

The look in Yukina's eyes was different from before; she seemed somewhat anxious.