My Youth Romantic Comedy Is Wrong As Expected

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She quickly glanced to her side and noticed that Yukinoshita was also frowning. Yuihama also seemed to have noticed something, staring intently in the direction of the door.

Soon after, there was a sharp crack.

The door, which wasn't fully closed, creaked and moved slightly. Slender, soft fingers slipped into the gap, and with a little force, the door groaned open.

Then, with a click, her high heels clattered. Slowly, she walked in, step by step, with firm strides, and stood before us.

"Hey there—! Sorry—am I late?"

"And so, this is today's special lecturer, Ms. Yang!"

"Hello everyone, I'm Ms. Yang, a senior."

After Isshiki finished speaking in a coquettish tone, she replied in a seemingly joking manner. Yukinoshita Haruno, ignoring her crimson coat fluttering in the wind, raised her hand in greeting.

"Ah—Miss Yang, it's been a long time!"

"...Xun, didn't we just meet recently?"

Gently patting the forehead of the approaching senior, Haruno-san, said in surprise.

"Miss Yang's desserts are delicious, so I'm really looking forward to them."

"Well, I've been asked to do it, so I'll definitely do it. As a kind senior, I can't refuse a junior's request—"

It's less about gentleness and more like a surprise attack! It evokes nothing but fear...

After exchanging greetings, the two chatted casually for a few moments.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, I quietly waved to Isse and whispered a word to her.

"Hey, why did you call this person here?"

"Because, doesn't he look like he's been through countless battles—?"

The person being questioned tilted their head in confusion, then answered matter-of-factly, "Ah, your judgment is absolutely correct. It's less about being battle-hardened and more about being undefeated in every battle, and the most fearsome and wicked of all."

"I'm enough on my own..."

Yukinoshita crossed her arms and looked away from Haruno-san, who was directly opposite her.

"Well, putting aside the teachings for now, your cooking is indeed very delicious."

"...It's nothing serious."

Yukinoshita seemed surprised to be praised, momentarily speechless, but quickly turned her face away. "No, no, I wasn't praising you. I already told you your teaching methods were terrible."

"But I'm really looking forward to Xiaoxue teaching me!"

After Yui flew towards Yukinoshita, Yukinoshita, whose mood had improved slightly, coughed awkwardly. ...Well, if there were other people besides Yukinoshita who could provide guidance, it would increase the number of people responsible for Yui, which isn't a bad thing.

However, the fact that they specifically chose Ms. Yang Nai is particularly intriguing.

Considering the number of participants in this event, there aren't many people who need to be taught. Besides, Isshiki claims to have some skills, and there are probably a few other girls with experience in making sweets.

"It doesn't have to be that person. Take Yukinoshita for example, her cooking is definitely much better than the guys there."

Quietly, she asked Isshiki why he had specially invited Haruno-san.

"Well, to be honest, I think Yukinoshita-senpai's cooking is really delicious. So, I asked her to come."

Isshiki stopped talking here and awkwardly looked away.

"However,... whether or not I'll be accepted by boys is a bit of a delicate matter."

"What a discerning eye..."

Actually, Yukinoshita's cooking is excellent, but it lacks a bit of service spirit, or rather, it lacks fan service scenes; specifically, there's too little fan service around her chest. In comparison, Yuigahama's fan service is impressive, but her basic skills are devastating... well, I'm not sure if I should call it steady, or rather, solid and standard in making sweets. As for being popular with boys, as Isshiki mentioned, girls do seem a little insecure about showcasing their sweets.

Of all the people I know, she's the one who sees through people's hearts most deeply... especially since she possesses a level of skill that surpasses even the basic level of snow. I imagine she'd unleash her full potential and tricks when it comes to making sweets. So delicious that not only human ladies, but even fairies will be tamed? Ah, then tame me...

Lost in a jumble of thoughts, Ms. Haruno didn't cast her gaze in their direction. She simply watched Yukinoshita and Yuihama with a sharp yet indifferent look. There was no teasing or provocation as usual towards their intimate figures; she did nothing but observe them. Strangely, despite her icy gaze, there was no trace of malice or ferocity.

That's why, though the cold gaze is somewhat lonely, it is also beautiful.

Act IV

There were no major obstacles or eye-catching performances during the event; it proceeded slowly.

When it was almost time to start, everyone just looked at each other, conveying an atmosphere of "Let's get started." Then, after saying a few words, they all began making their own things.

I certainly wouldn't make chocolates, and I don't have much else to do. If I had to name something, it would be something like assisting, helping, or being an assistant—basically, I'm unemployed.

In contrast to me, Yukinoshita immediately got busy and started working.

On the cooking counter in front of me are Yukinoshita, Yuihama, and Miura, all with serious expressions on their faces, standing in front of chocolates and cooking utensils.

"The first step is to chop the chocolate and melt it. Although it varies depending on the type of chocolate you are making, this step is always necessary."

"is it?"

"...Well, that's basically it. That being said, what follows is still very important."

As Yukinoshita answered Miura's listless question, she rhythmically chopped the chocolate into very fine pieces with a kitchen knife. Seeing her skillful movements, Yui couldn't help but let out an "Oh—" of admiration. No, this shouldn't be the time for such an exclamation…

Then Miura imitated Yukinoshita and started cutting as well. Perhaps she wasn't quite used to using a kitchen knife yet, as she cautiously chopped the chocolate. Incidentally, Yuihama wasn't yet allowed to use a kitchen knife. There was nothing she could do about it.

When he had almost chopped everything up, Miura looked up with a satisfied expression. No, it wasn't finished yet...

However, Miura seemed to have gotten somewhat used to it.

"Hmph...isn't it pretty simple?"

"How about it?" Miura said with a boastful smile. However, voices immediately came from both sides.

"You're so naive, Yumiko!"

"too naive."

Yuihama spoke with great confidence, while Yukinoshita's face also showed a cold smile. Perhaps still immersed in the impression that the actual operation was simpler than expected, Miura tilted his head.

"Huh? What other difficulties are there?"

Hearing her say that, Yuihama proudly puffed out her chest.

"Now is the hard part! Melting a hot scald isn't as simple as just putting it in hot water; you have to make sure it's splashing hot, splashing hot."

Yuihama probably meant something like stirring.

On the other side, Yukinoshita heard what Yuihama was saying, and as if recalling something that was giving her a headache, she pressed her finger to her brow and sighed.

"If you let the melted chocolate solidify directly, white fat will float on the surface, which looks unsightly and will also affect the taste. Moreover, the subsequent steps require a high level of time and manual skill."

That said, the difference in their speaking skills is truly terrifying... it's practically the difference between a professional pay-to-win player and a casual player.

However, seeing the imposing Yuihama and the theoretical Yukinoshita, Miura seems to have changed his mind.

"Hmph—I see... So what's next?"

Although his lines were still in Miura's signature style, his attitude was quite different. At least on the surface, it seemed like he was asking for advice. Seeing this, Yukinoshita smiled.

"Basically, it's about melting and stirring. The next step will require more effort depending on the final product... Well, let's try a chocolate cake."

"Chocolate cake—can someone who isn't a professional make that?!"

"It's not that difficult... I'll use dark chocolate, and Miura-san and Yui-hama can use whatever they like."

Yuihama looked at Yukinoshita with shining, respectful eyes, while Miura also looked at her with a "Hmph—pretty capable, huh?" kind of look. Yukinoshita gave a wry smile.

Well, although I'm still a little uneasy about Yuihama, with Yukinoshita by my side, things shouldn't go too wrong.

Wanting to see how the others were doing, I turned my gaze to the preparation table on the side, where I saw Isshiki Hatake doing something in her own way.

From the side, her treatment process seemed to be going very smoothly.

The chocolate seemed to have melted, gleaming with a silky sheen in the pot, while another pot held the risen egg white crepe. Seeing this, you could tell she was quite used to making them.

Yise added some liquor-like substance to the pot and stirred it. Then he scooped up a little with a spoon and tasted it.

She twisted her head, still holding the spoon in her mouth. Seemingly still not satisfied, she continued adding sugar, whipped cream, cocoa powder, and various other things.

"You actually know how to cook..."

"Was it an accident? I didn't expect her to actually do such a good job," I couldn't help but exclaim in surprise. As soon as I finished speaking, Isshiki looked at me with a smug look in her eyes.

"Senior, are you doubting what I'm saying?"

"No, it's not like that... I just think you're really amazing, and you work very hard."

If she's gone to great lengths to get Hayama to eat it, that kind of effort is quite endearing... Well, maybe she has some ulterior motive, like increasing the value of the obligatory chocolate, but perhaps it's because of her current appearance in her uniform and apron that this motive seems like a cute effort, which is quite surprising. I want to reiterate that a uniform apron is better than a naked apron! But the best one would be Komachi wearing hot pants and an apron.

Isshiki blinked, then suddenly let out a short sigh:

"Girls who put in the effort are really cute."

As she spoke, she glanced at Yukinoshita and Yuihama. Yukinoshita was circling around Yuihama, as if she had gotten cocoa powder on her face while stirring meringue.

"Yes, isn't that a consensus? Even if the craftsmanship isn't perfect, as long as you try, you can still touch someone's heart. After all, men are all simple-minded types."

For a moment, I had a strange feeling of time travel.

"What you said makes a lot of sense!"

With a smile, she lightly patted her apron, nimbly twirled, and struck a dance pose. Suddenly, she put her hands behind her back, bent over, and looked directly at me:

"If a guy wants to defeat his opponent, what do you think would be a better way?"

"What kind of..."

"Right now, I just want to hear what my seniors really think."

With a slightly mischievous smile. This person is such a hassle... cunning, good at reading the room, and also—

In short, he's a really troublesome person.

There was no specific name, no particular event; was it unintentional, or perhaps intentional? My mind raced, searching for a response to this vague statement, and my brain answered on its own. I couldn't stop it, yet I understood perfectly.

"That's a really rude thing to say, isn't it?"

"Because no one else would dare say that to you, so at least thank me first, right?"

She gave a slightly sarcastic reply, but Isshiki retorted expressionlessly.

What kind of person is Hachiman Hikigaya? I don't even know myself.

However, those words are still deeply etched in my heart.

There was no time to look away, and no time to regret picking up the conversation—

"I still have some worries."

While it's impossible to completely escape, there's no need to say everything either. After all, Isshiki himself didn't ask directly, did he? But even so, my answer won't change.

If the listener is of the same ilk, then this answer should be clear enough, right? At least, that's what I presume to think.

However, Isshiki looked at me with a bit of confusion, and I returned the same confused look.

"what--"

A voice, seemingly filled with admiration, said:

"I never expected to hear this."

"Yes, yes... but it's okay, there's still the moat, enough to build another ship."

"……Um?"

"No, it's nothing."

Isshiki took a step back as if disgusted, and I immediately shut up. She didn't seem very interested in the story of Mita-maru? What's wrong with young people these days? Why do they have no interest in history and drama? This is terrible!

Yise turned away, looking somewhat sullen. Then, as if suddenly remembering something, she looked at the bowl in her arms and nodded:

"Oh~"

Then, she looked up and smiled slyly:

"This information is very helpful. Well then, I'll be leaving for a while."

So he ran towards Yeshan with light footsteps:

"Hayama-senpai-"

Looking around, I found a stool, sat down, and idly watched.

However, I found myself still watching the hardworking girls as they busied themselves.

Because boys are simple-minded creatures; just seeing someone giving their all is enough to move their hearts. I genuinely believe that. Although… I don't know who said that, but—