My Youth Romantic Comedy Is Wrong As Expected

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So please. Please give me some more time to cry where no one is watching.

So please. Please let the lies I told myself come true.

So please, let me end this relationship with her properly.

So, please.

Don't end it.

Volume 13, Chapter 6: Unbeknownst to many, Hayato Hayama felt regret.

The battle against deadlines is a life-or-death struggle, a fight to the death.

Therefore, humans struggle to survive, sacrificing sleep time and staying up for two or three nights to meet deadlines, barely clinging to life and suffering fatal injuries.

As a result, problems arose in a whole host of places. Specifically, the neck, shoulders, waist, stomach, heart, and the entire body—everything about humanity [Note 28: "Heart and body, everything about humanity" is an advertising slogan from the Japanese company Olympus]. My cells can work, so it's okay if I don't work, right? [Note 29: A parody of the anime/manga series *Cells at Work!*]...

I worked until dawn, finally finishing the original proposal and website design. Exhausted, I rushed to school before class, and spent almost all of my morning classes catching up on sleep.

During periods of focused work or while slumped over at your desk, you can forget about everything and look at nothing.

I really want to stay immersed in this fatigue for a while longer, letting sleepiness wash over me, and just slump over my desk. That way, I should be able to behave properly after school, right?

The last class was a class meeting, and I spent it dozing off, my mind and body both asleep, until school ended.

I put my backpack, coat, and scarf on the table, then stretched my stiff shoulders and back and stood up from my seat.

Rubbing my eyes, which were heavy from lack of sleep, I turned to look at the window at the back of the classroom, a place I always looked towards. Yuihama, who was chatting with Miura and the others, noticed me, temporarily interrupted her conversation, and trotted over.

"Are you leaving?"

"Um……"

I answered in a hoarse voice, and Yuihama immediately let out a soft wail.

"Oh my god, you look terrible..."

"Really……"

She took a mirror out of her uniform pocket and showed it to me. Good heavens, really... her complexion was so bad that she was practically a zombie, "Ugh, so bright... I'm about to disappear..."

He already had lifeless eyes, but now, due to lack of sleep, they looked even more dull. The marks from supporting his head with his hands were clearly visible on his face.

"I'm going to wash my face..."

"Okay. I'll wait for you in the hallway."

I walked out of the classroom, transformed into Chiba Idol [Note 30: a parody of the anime "Zombie Land Saga," which features a group of zombie girls forming an idol group], and went out to wash my face.

After washing my face with cold water, I finally felt refreshed. I patted my cheeks and, imitating a second-year office lady, shouted, "I'll do my best!" to cheer myself up.

Before I walked back to the classroom, Yuihama, as she had just said, was waiting for me at the door.

"Sorry to keep you waiting."

Yuihama shook her head, indicating that she hadn't waited long. She said, "Here you go," and handed me the backpack, coat, and other items that she had prepared for me beforehand.

"Thanks."

I reached out and took it, thanking her. Yuihama, for some reason, smiled and shook her head again.

On my way to the game club office, I chatted with her for a bit, but I was still sleepy, so I held back my yawns.

Seeing how sleepy I was, Yuihama said dejectedly:

"Oh, I'm sorry about yesterday... You weren't getting enough sleep because of that, were you...?"

"It's okay... I should thank you for coming up with the idea."

Yesterday, Yui kept apologizing for falling asleep at the internet cafe. While it wasn't exactly compensation, on the way home I took her, she came up with a bunch of ideas about the ball's plans and designs. Thanks to her, I spent the whole night finally managing to finish the proposal and the original website design. So, we evened things out.

Yuihama has no reason to feel guilty. Rather, it's because I didn't consider her feelings when I yawned that she feels guilty. I raised my eyebrows, trying to appear energetic.

"...And I'm not sleepy anymore, so it's fine."

Yuihama paused for a moment, then suddenly burst out laughing.

"What a weird face."

"Face……"

I was a little sad, but oh well. After changing my mood, we went into the game club office.

The community office was still a complete mess. We moved through the clutter until we heard voices talking.

"First, migrate the website using PHP, then control access to the database... That's impossible, I don't understand it anymore."

"Then optimize the script with JS, and set up the design with CSS... When do you need to finish that?"

Qin Ye and Sagami were talking back and forth, seemingly discussing how to create a website. Their expressions were filled with despair, as if their hard work in research had been crushed by reality.

The woodworker next to him was probably browsing social media, with an extremely wicked smile on his face.

I made up my mind to greet them properly with words of comfort and gratitude, and quietly said "Hi". The three men replied with "Um, thanks for your hard work", "You've had a good time", and "Goodnight", respectively, without any enthusiasm at all... Well, that's how guys greet each other!

Yuihama then raised her hand energetically to greet him.

"Hi!"

The air inside the office seemed to freeze instantly.

"Hi, what is 'Hi-lo'..."

"Oh no, that person really is sick too..."

...Yeah, that's usually the reaction! But with you all whispering, we can't get to the point.

"Never mind what happened just now. I have something important to tell you."

I sat down in a chair and cleared my throat. Qin Ye and the others also straightened their backs, ready to listen to me. After confirming that everyone was seated, I began to speak solemnly.

"Starting today, the standard greeting for this executive committee will be 'Hi!' No objections are permitted."

"This person is truly an idiot..."

"He definitely has something wrong with his head..."

Qin Ye was genuinely taken aback, and Sagami genuinely felt pity for me.

"No, please don't... I'll get shy, so please don't do that..."

Yuihama blushed, lowered her head, and kept tugging at my sleeve, trying to stop me.

Seeing this animal-like movement, Sagami pushed up his glasses, Qin Ye took them off, and vigorously rubbed his brow, as if deeply moved.

"...Wait, actually it's not bad."

"Hey there, awesome..."

"Hmm. Well then, one more time..."

The timber maker gave the order, and everyone shouted in unison.

"Hi!"

"Don't be like that."

Yui glared at me, tears welling in her eyes, her tone icy cold. The room fell silent. After everyone calmed down, I spoke again… otherwise Yui would stay angry!

"Now let's get down to business."

I took the freshly printed website draft out of my bag, handed it to everyone, and pointed to it, saying:

"Just put one image on the website, add a text message, and then embed a social media link. The page doesn't need to be too elaborate; the goal is to be simple and stylish. I've found some websites to reference, so I'll try to copy their designs. I'll find the materials later; you can use temporary materials for now and then replace them later."

"...What's the point of all our efforts? Why not just use a blog...?"

"No, you should be happy that your work has become easier. If you say any more, your workload will increase again."

Qin Ye complained under his breath, but Sagami grabbed his arm, telling him not to say anything more. "Sagami, you're quite the expert. This guy has a natural talent for being a corporate slave. I actually find it more terrifying that you guys can find so much information in a single day."

Perhaps because his work was unrelated to website design, Cai Muzuo was leisurely flipping through the original design, humming "hmm hmm" as he crossed his arms.

"So, how's the proposal written?"

"It's basically finished... but I only have a version for Haibin General to read, you probably won't understand it."

Zai Muza took my proposal, glanced at it, and then tilted his head to pass it to the person next to him. Qin Yeguang frowned as soon as he saw the cover.

"...I really don't understand."

"This is a terrible project proposal that seems to be a mix of a new construction advertisement and a business book... Why does it even include diagrams of the 'Johari Window' and 'Maslow's Hierarchy of Needs'?"

Sagami peeked out and flipped through the proposal that Qin Ye had thrown on the table. As he read, Sagami's younger brother began to groan, clutching his head.

So didn't I say...? I looked at the proposal with disgust. The cover was printed in cool font: "Blockchain-type Diversity Inclusion‧Proposal for a Prom Event ~ Waterfront at Dusk... Bringing you a Serendipity experience in the ultimate Translucent space~" Even I don't understand what this is about.

It was a little embarrassing for someone to see this, so I coughed a few times to cover up my embarrassment.

"...Hey, that's just for show. To be honest, as long as the other person takes the bait, it doesn't matter what happens."

"How could someone be caught by something like that? Was that person a mullet or some other kind of fish...?"

You're wrong, Qin Ye. Yu Sheng isn't some omnivorous creature. Don't compare him to mullet or pufferfish. He's a super gourmet. His elite consciousness is so high that he can truly be called the supreme OVERLORD [Note 31: a parody of the light novel "OVERLORD"]. Only by using this tactic can he possibly take the bait.

Qin Ye quickly raised the white flag and surrendered, while Sagami's younger brother continued reading defiantly. A short while later, he finished reviewing the proposal and nodded.

"However, the content itself is not bad."

"Oh, right!"

Yuihama was somewhat pleased. At almost the same time, Sagami's younger brother's mouth twisted in a grimace.

"It's the style my sister would like..."

He said disdainfully, and Yuihama groaned, unable to speak.

"Ugh, this is such a hateful project that it makes me want to vomit just looking at it..."

"The only salvation is that this thing won't come true."

The timber groaned in a voice filled with hatred, while Qin Ye looked on with disdain.

Well, although I feel a bit sorry for Yuihama, the fact that she has this kind of feeling means that the project itself must be pretty good...

During the meeting, we mentioned the idea of ​​jointly organizing the event with nearby high schools and elementary schools. In addition, a bunch of ideas came up by Hihama on a whim, and in the end, we created a project proposal that was so exquisite that even I found it terrifying.

As for the content of the ball itself, I couldn't think of a more luxurious version than the old case under the snow, so I focused on the stage setting.

Gather around a campfire on the beach at dusk, and, inspired by beach activities in the Shonan area [Note 32: a coastal region north of Sagami Bay in Kanagawa Prefecture, Japan, a famous beach resort], set up a temporary live house in the style of a seaside retreat, and hold a dance party there. It's that kind of crazy—no, incredibly cool activity. I even cautiously added, "I'm also considering negotiating with the Mikazuki Ryugujo Hotel as an alternative venue in case of rain."

How terrifying, my talent for boasting is terrifying. What if this talent develops smoothly, will Dentsu and Hakuhodo [Note 33: Dentsu and Hakuhodo, two major advertising companies in Japan] compete to invite me to work for them? As I shuddered, Yuihama, who was frowning at the proposal—perhaps unable to accept being regarded as being on the same level as Sagami-san—suddenly looked up.

"This should be fine for the beach resort, but what about Hayato's side?"

"That guy... he'd probably be faster if he explained verbally."

"Oh──"

I said, annoyed. Yui tilted her head, looking puzzled. But there was nothing to be puzzled about.

Don't try to outsmart that guy. Even if I explain the proposal to him, he'll probably figure it out. In that case, it's easier to just tell him from the start that it's a fake proposal. That's all.

"That's settled then, thank you everyone."

I concluded the meeting, and the three of them responded coldly and went back to their work.

Qin Ye and Sagami's younger brother were arguing about the website design, while Yui listened and nodded.

"Huh—that one isn't cute."

"...Um, could you be more specific?"

"Uh, it needs to be even more, um... sparkly or something..."

Sagami's younger brother politely inquired, while Yuihama offered an abstract opinion. Qin Ye and Sagami's younger brother racked their brains trying to understand it.

I watched their discussion with a smile, and out of the corner of my eye I saw Timber Stand looking for something.

"Hachiman, I brought the camera you asked for."

He placed the heavy digital SLR camera on the table and took out several introductory books.

"Oh, thanks. Lend me the money for a while... and teach me how to use it."

"Hmm, leave it to me. Although I don't know much about it either, let me show you a trick."

"Uh, isn't this your camera...?"