My Youth Romantic Comedy Is Wrong As Expected

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"Why did you suddenly start telling a story...?"

Yui sighed helplessly beside me, and I gestured for her to be quiet and continue. I added a small gesture of gently stroking the collar of my coat, putting emotion into my voice.

"Then, Mom guessed you were going to go drinking with everyone, so she slipped you a 10,000 yuan note. Your parents were so moved by their son's growth that they were moved to tears, and they specially went to the door to see you off..."

I spoke emotionally, finally revealing a kind, motherly smile, and waved gently. The people at the timber stand looked distressed.

"Ugh, I can't listen to this anymore..."

As expected of a teenager. This rare playboy, who had only ever made his mother cry in his life, lowered his head and shut his mouth, probably out of guilt. Sagami and Qin Ye also remained silent, perhaps thinking of their own parents.

That's why I became more and more engrossed in my speech, pressing my advantage.

"An hour later, you arrived at the amusement park clutching a crumpled ten-thousand-yuan bill, spent it all, and then devoured ice cream at the internet cafe. When your stomach felt cold, you drank miso soup to pass the time. When you sneaked home that night, even though the lights were off, your mother got up specifically to ask if you had fun. You stammered, 'It was...it was alright...' Hearing this, your mother gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and said, 'Yi-hui has grown up quite a bit...'"

"Me? Is that me?! They were talking about me?"

"Swordsman, you must be feeling terrible..."

Sagami and Qinye patted the woodworker on the shoulder to comfort him.

I ignored them and exaggeratedly said:

"To avoid this situation, we should learn the wisdom to overcome it. This ball is the perfect training ground."

"Whoa whoa!"

I asserted this, and the three men exclaimed in surprise. I raised the corners of my mouth and continued:

"However, overly high-class and lively balls are too difficult. So this time I'll try to keep it as normal as possible... a gentler ball that's a little more comfortable for me to gain experience."

After he finished speaking, the three bespectacled men put their foreheads together and held a "glasses meeting."

"That seems to make sense."

"I can't stand the thought of my parents either."

"Actually, that person felt he was going to succeed."

"Yeah, that's exactly what I don't like. He's clearly not that kind of person—"

"Hey, Mr. Swordsman, your face is too close, I can't stand it."

"I can't bear to watch this scene so close up."

"So, what should we do?"

"yes……"

Yui watched their private conversation coldly, her expression clearly showing exhaustion. I'm so sorry to her…

Soon after, the eyewear summit gradually reached a conclusion, and all three began to seriously consider it. Considering that they had initially rejected the idea outright, my persuasion had been effective.

"While it may not be a reward, I promise that starting next year, I will organize a ball that incorporates your suggestions and is acceptable to you. I will strive to do so. Therefore, please assist me."

One last push, even if it's not a real benefit, to make them feel that they will also benefit, and they'll bow their heads and beg.

After a moment of silence, one of them asked politely.

"Um, may I ask? 'Next year' means the year you seniors graduate, right?"

"Yes. So to be precise, it's from next year onwards."

I looked up, and one of the game club members—judging from the shape of his glasses, it was Sagami—sighed with a sullen expression and said:

"...Then I agree."

"Hey, are you serious?"

Upon hearing Sagami's reply, Zaimokuza and Qinye both exclaimed in surprise. Sagami answered with a distressed expression:

"Sigh, I guess I wanted to avoid embarrassing my family first..."

"oh?"

This reason came unexpectedly, and I was also puzzled, waiting for his explanation. Sagami murmured in an extremely mournful tone:

"My sister would definitely jump in and steal the spotlight at a time like this. This might happen again next year... In that case, I might as well get involved first and prevent her from having a chance to make a move."

"Oh……"

As I listened, I carefully observed Sagami's face, and then it suddenly dawned on me. Now that he said it, they did indeed look somewhat alike. Yuihama also let out a soft "Ah" beside me.

"Ah, Sagami, is he that person's younger brother?"

The moment I said those words, Sagami frowned, a displeased expression on his face. That makes it even more like her. Hmm—okay, my sister's expression is indeed quite sad. Yeah, yeah, I understand, I understand.

"Shameful family? I understand. My sister will be coming here next year, and the thought of how I, as her brother, will embarrass her and make her feel ashamed fills me with unbearable shame. The thought of my gentle sister's small breasts causing me unbearable pain makes me feel agonizing..."

"Is that what you're worried about..."

I spoke with tears welling up in my eyes, and Yuihama helplessly slumped her shoulders.

But there's nothing to worry about! When we were in junior high, we acted like outsiders at school! Even though we all had cowlicks on our heads!

However, Minami Sagami came in unexpectedly. Without her, her brother probably wouldn't have helped. I'm so grateful for everything that happened before I met you! [Note 25: Netero's line from the manga *Hunter x Hunter*]

As for the other pair of glasses... I looked at Qin Ye, who finally managed to make out the difference, and Qin Ye took off his glasses and wiped them.

"To be honest, I don't really care... but I don't want to embarrass myself at graduation, or have other people look down on me with a condescending attitude... so I agreed to help."

"real or fake?"

I was a little happy. Qin Ye, however, narrowed his eyes and looked at me suspiciously.

"But is it really possible to put on a ball that we can also accept?"

Qin Ye, his words and gaze just now were rotten, but he seems alright, has potential. I inexplicably admired him and put on a slightly authoritative senior attitude.

"Hmm, no problem. Anyway, the ball will probably be short-staffed. You guys can work as staff next year and organize it yourselves. It's what you call DIY. As for that, I'll go kneel down and lick Isshiki's shoes to see if we can talk about it."

"Kneeling... even I am terrified of you."

"Licking shoes is much scarier, okay! Or rather, you don't need to go that far; Iroha is willing to listen to you anyway..."

I spoke with absolute confidence, which startled Zaimokuza. Yuihama, however, was already used to it and quickly steered the conversation back on track after being startled. But Qin Ye and Sagami remained in a state of terror... I thought it was because of me, but their terror stemmed from something else entirely.

"Issue..."

"Iroha..."

The two of them muttered to themselves, then suddenly looked at each other, and then suddenly looked at me.

"Uh, is it Isshiki Iroha?"

"Are there any other Isshiki Iroha? I don't know."

The only I know of Iroha Isshiki is that student council president, soccer club manager, and the world's most adorable junior. I don't believe there's anyone in this school with the same name, surname, or surname as her.

"It's awful...that woman is terrifying..."

"Isn't she the slut who has an annual pass to the night pool...? Her boyfriend is the president of an IT company, a designer addict and a party queen whose only thought is posting photos on Instagram, right?"

Qin Ye groaned, clutching his head, while Sagami looked at me helplessly. "Ugh, Iroha, really! What kind of impression do your classmates have of you?" I completely agree. Even Yui Hama gave a wry smile. However, I'm her senior after all, and for the sake of my junior's reputation, I still have to correct her.

"No, although it's mostly true, that part of the rumor is completely false. Everyone knows her personality, but she's actually a nice person."

Unfortunately, my attempts to persuade them were futile; Sagami and Qinye were trembling uncontrollably.

"But she looked at us like we were trash..."

"No, she didn't even consider us... she treated us like we didn't exist..."

"This is terrifying... It's a brat, there's a brat..." [Note 26: A line from Grandpa Pom in Castle in the Sky.]

For some reason, even the lumber base was trembling, muttering to itself as if in its sleep. No, that was a little devil.

"...Then you should definitely do it. You just don't know her good points."

I shrugged and said, and Yui nodded, then smiled at me as if to say, "Go tell them." So, a faint smile appeared on my lips, I straightened my chest, raised my voice, and loudly proclaimed all the good qualities I knew about her—Iroha Isshiki.

At the same time, I also prayed in my heart, hoping to at least dispel their misunderstanding.

"...Those scumbag and useless parts become addictive after spending time with them, and actually quite cute."

"A master..."

"That makes sense."

"I understand."

The three members of the Glasses Club expressed their appreciation, and the comrades who had opened a new door to truth high-fived each other. As if toasting in celebration, they entrusted their feelings to the strong bond, hoping that you would find happiness. [Note 27: Lyrics of the Japanese song "Kanpai"]

Suddenly, a chill ran down my spine.

"You really spoil Iroha."

"what?"

My ahoge (cowlick) was on full display, and I was too scared to look to the side.

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After some twists and turns, I successfully recruited two members of the gaming club.

While it's unclear how much expectation we can have for them, having free labor is already a significant help. Regardless of their abilities, as long as they work themselves to the bone, they'll definitely become a formidable fighting force.

The problem lies in the part that follows.

An alternative solution must be proposed first, which will spark debate.

Therefore, we also began to formulate a plan to compete with Yukinoshita and their ball.

"Alright, let's begin the planning meeting. Hmm... our main goal is to be even more extravagant and high-profile than the previous ball..."

In the somber atmosphere, no one continued to speak to me, except for Yuihama's empty clapping, which soon disappeared.

I gave orders, but I was completely clueless, like groping in a fog. After all, apart from Yui, no one present was interested in the ball.

"Anyway... does anyone have something they want to do?"

I thought to myself, "Probably not..." But I decided to ask anyway, and as expected, no one raised their hand... wait, no, someone raised their hand higher than Bin.

"Me! Me! Me—"

"...Yuigahama-san, please speak."

"I think setting up a street stall is a great idea!"

"Yeah, that's right."

I neither refuted nor denied her opinion, but wrote it down on the whiteboard. My inner mentor, the legendary Yu Sheng, was saying to me, "You know what brainstorming is…."

"Anything else...?"

"Me! Me! Me!"

The one who raised her hand at the same time I spoke was, of course, Yuihama.

"…Yuigahama-san, please speak."

"Fireworks! I love watching them and I love setting them off!"

"it is good."

I focused on agreeing with Yuihama and writing down her insightful opinions. My inner voice screamed, "I think it's a good idea!"

"besides……"

"I!"

"...Yuihama".

"And there's a campfire! It brings back so many memories!"

"...Are you reminiscing about your summer vacation? Okay, you can."

I tentatively wrote her suggestion on the whiteboard, and it felt more and more like a primary school student's drawing diary. I squinted at her cold gaze, while Yui, with her hair in a bun, looked away and stammered in defense:

"...But when it comes to happy or enjoyable things, these are the things that come to mind."

Seeing her blush, even I felt embarrassed. They asked me what I was shy about. Several boys were looking at me with expressions that made me want to spit out sugar; I really couldn't stand it.

I coughed forcefully and continued chairing the meeting.

"And the others who have objections, Qin Ye."

"I have no objection, and I never wanted to hold a ball in the first place... Besides, why should I be forced to watch this farce? It's disgusting."