My Youth Romantic Comedy Is Wrong As Expected

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"How could that be? It's my favorite."

She propped her cheek up with her hand, looked up at me with her watery eyes, and her lips, painted with light red lipstick, formed an alluring smile.

This is a curse.

I ultimately did not get the chance to atone for my sins.

Therefore, I passed it on to him. At least, I wanted to let them—

Ah, I feel jealous from the bottom of my heart.

We cannot live without each other. If we could fall into hell together, there would be no happier thing.

Even if it is a fake, as long as it is a unique and distorted fake, no one has the right to call it a counterfeit.

If I were to obtain it, I would certainly be able to name this distorted shape.

Therefore, I still regret it to this day.

If only I had done everything I could to help her back then.

In this case……

Will you forgive me?

Volume 13, Chapter 7: The view that Hina Ebina saw through the lens.

I really don't want to go to school.

Rather, I really didn't want to go to the classroom.

To be precise, I really don't want to see Hayato Hayama.

More accurately, I would rather die than see myself stiff and awkward when I meet Hayama, while he acts as if nothing is wrong, just like usual.

No.

Honestly, I don't want to see him looking the same as usual, but then inadvertently showing a slightly hurt expression, and then me noticing it.

Since I left after saying just a few words last night, I barely saw Hayama react. At the time, Hayama's mouth was wide open, and he had an expression that was hard to tell whether it was surprise or astonishment at seeing a rare and exotic beast. I thought he was going to say something troublesome again, so I decided to leave quickly.

This morning, I secretly glanced at Hayama and the others sitting by the window, chatting and laughing as usual, and immediately leaned on the table.

What exists there is a scene no different from any other.

Sunlight streamed into the classroom, where cheerful conversations and bright smiles filled the air.

However, in that brief moment, I saw a hint of sorrow in his smile.

Perhaps that smile didn't mean much. Perhaps it was just a normal, sunny smile.

If that's the case, his sorrow might just be my own interpretation, my imposed judgment, or an emotion existing in my own heart.

Therefore, I don't want to have a direct conversation with Hayama.

Things that one pretends not to see suddenly appear vividly before one's eyes, arousing a strong sense of disgust. Hayama must feel the same way.

In the end, we weren't even reflections in a mirror. We were just constantly looking for differences in each other, venting our inner anxieties on one another without a care in the world.

Because I am aware of this, I try my best not to look at Hayama.

That being said, it wasn't all bad. Thanks to him, I became certain of one thing. By putting it into words, my purpose became even more resolute.

What kind of manly perseverance is this? How dare I utter such grandiose words?

After that, I never looked at Hayama again, absentmindedly letting time pass by.

I looked up from the table and stared at the clock on the wall. The hands of the clock seemed to be moving much slower than usual today, and I let out a deep sigh, I don't know how many times I've taken it.

Even though it was my own seat, I felt inexplicably awkward and kept praying that school would end soon.

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Hurry up and let school be over.

That was indeed my expectation. However, as soon as school was over, I rushed out of the classroom and went to the game club office, only to sigh deeply.

The matter originated from my report.

"...Uh—that's it, Hayama won't help."

Thinking about yesterday's events, my face involuntarily fell. But the others looked even more worried.

“Eh…”

"It didn't work out..."

"It's all over now..."

Qin Ye and Sagami both put on stern faces, while Zai Mokuza sighed and groaned. Only Yui Hama offered a wry smile to comfort everyone.

"Okay, okay...we can still go to the Seaside Restaurant, right?"

"That's right. So, let's contact the seaside administration first."

I winked at Yuihama.

However, Yuihama simply put her hand under the table and tilted her head in confusion.

"Huh, what are you doing?"

"Uh, well, contact information..."

"...Huh? I'm the one who's going to make the contact? You don't know how to contact them?"

Yuihama tilted her head to the other side.

Silence fell.

Everyone's gazes met for a fleeting moment. I glanced at Zaimokuza, Zaimokuza looked at Sagami, Sagami nodded to Qinye, and Qinye looked at me with disdain. After one round, the gazes returned to Yuihama.

"You don't know... I didn't really want to contact them... Won't they think I'm acting strange since it's so sudden..."

Yuihama sighed, looking slightly tired, and took her phone out of her pocket.

Don't worry, don't worry, all guys have experienced this kind of trouble. No matter what, people will think you're weird, and girls will think, "Why is this guy suddenly asking me about the scope of the homework..." I gave her a warm look, and Yui glanced at me.

"Don't you know? Um, Orimoto's contact information..."

"Deleted."

"delete……"

I answered in a second, and Yuihama froze there, holding her phone, speechless.

"Generally speaking, people delete these files as soon as they graduate from junior high school. Because you'll never see those guys again in your life, keeping them is just taking up space."

"That's extraordinary!"

I said dismissively, and Yui immediately denied it. But the others didn't react much; instead, they nodded repeatedly, agreeing with me, "Yeah, that's right, you're absolutely right." Yui glanced at everyone several times.

"Huh! Is there something wrong with me?"

She clutched her head and groaned.

"So you exchanged contact information with Zheben."

"...We exchanged information, for the time being. I also helped with the contact when organizing the Christmas event. I just don't talk to her often..."

Yuihama spoke softer and softer, and her shoulders slumped.

Thinking about it carefully, Yuihama's main job back then was indeed cleaning up our messes, contacting staff, and managing money. However, the guys at the beach resort probably couldn't understand human language, which is why they went to those girls who were willing to lose money.

I've met Yuihama and Orimoto a few times, but I've never seen them have a pleasant conversation. It seems like the atmosphere was more tense most of the time.

Although Yuihama is a social butterfly and Orimoto is a yokai echoing bug, these two might not get along. Ah, after all, their first meeting was a bit unusual… Oh well… It's all Hayama's fault, really! That's right! Uh, of course, it's not entirely unrelated to me… Based on this thought, I quietly suggested:

"As long as you provide her contact information, I can take responsibility for speaking to her."

Yuihama looked away from her phone screen, which was still blank, and glanced in my direction, puffing out her cheeks.

"You don't use LINE."

I was speechless for a moment. These young people these days are really something else, their communication methods are so high-tech… No, I also want to use Pretty Cure stickers, right? But hardly anyone contacts me these days, and not using LINE won't make a difference…

In the end, the task of making contact was left to Yui, I'm so sorry. I admired Yui for struggling with how to type, and heard her muttering to herself on the other end.

"How does this person live their life if they don't use LINE...?"

"Is he a caveman...? A Chiba caveman...?"

"That guy loves Chiba so much that he's stuck in the Chiba era [Note 38: the strata along the Yoro River in Ichihara City, Chiba Prefecture, dating back 770,000 to 126,000 years] and hasn't evolved. The Earth's magnetic field is still reversed, so he can't use LINE or messaging apps. He's still happily using his cell phone mailbox."

"No, I use email and text messages too."

I couldn't help but retort, and the three of them looked on in astonishment.

"I haven't used email at all lately..."

"You're a Jomon person, right... Is your hometown in Kazoki Shell Mound [Note 39: a Jomon period shell mound site located in Chiba]?"

"Hmm, times have changed. Hachiman, how about trying a pager? Hehehe—"

The three bespectacled individuals suppressed their laughter and spoke freely. I know Qin Ye has a sharp tongue, but Sagami is no less so. "My older sister is cuter..." Just kidding.

No, I don't have time to deal with these guys right now.

Alright, I wonder how things are going with Yuihama? I glanced to the side and saw Yuihama pondering as she pressed buttons, quickly drafting a manuscript.

"Uh... what do you want to ask?"

"First, attach the ball proposal and say you want to schedule a time to discuss it with them as soon as possible. Decide on a date around today, tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow, and then submit the proposal."

"Attachments... attachments...?"

Yui is using a "Fairutenpu" accessory! Yui is confused! It does sound a lot like "Parupunte" [Note 40: Parupunte, a spell from the game *Dragon Quest*, with random effects, and similar in pronunciation to "Fairutenpu"]! She seems to have no idea how to use an accessory. I think she doesn't even understand the meaning of "fairutenpu"...

Sagami's younger brother couldn't stand it any longer, so he adjusted his glasses and politely inquired:

"Oh, it needs to be uploaded to the cloud first. Where do you save the file?"

"Clouds, the end...?"

Yuihama's head swayed from side to side, and Qin Ye sighed and shook his head.

"It's hopeless, she definitely didn't understand... Do you want to install Dropbox or other software?"

"Hmm... Uploading to a free hosting service would be faster, right? That way, all I have to do is provide the URL."

"Ah—that's true. Can I borrow your computer?"

Zai Muza crossed her arms and tilted her head. I snapped my fingers, pulled over the office laptop from the long table, uploaded the proposal to the free space, obtained the URL, and then wrote an article asking for the date, which I then sent to Yuihama.

"Just copy and paste."

"Hmm, hmm... I know what copying and pasting means..."

She smiled with relief and started using her phone again. We watched from the side. A short while later, Yui let out a weary sigh.

"Did you send it to her?"

"Yes, it's been sent..."

She wore her hair in a bun, gave a shy smile, and everyone exchanged satisfied smiles. She seemed like the only little princess in a nerdy club… She even racked her brains trying to put that lumber stand to good use… Hihama-san is truly terrifying…

In any case, we should wait for their reply before making any further decisions.

During this time, Qin Ye and Sagami were checking the completed website, and incidentally playing the role of silly, difficult customers, saying things like, "It feels amazing! But I hope you can give me three more versions! I just need to submit them before Monday!"

At that moment, Yuihama's phone vibrated.

"Did you reply?"

"Um—no, it's Yumiko. She asked when filming starts today."

Yui held her phone to her mouth and looked at me. Was it about asking them to be models...?

"The sun sets at 5:30, so we gathered at 4:30. We prepared everything and took photos while waiting for the sunset."

"Okay, got it."

Yuihama was typing on her phone. I glanced at her, then looked out the window.

Just like the information I found yesterday, the weather is sunny today.

Despite the presence of some clouds, they actually add color to the sunset.

As I watched the sun gradually set in the west, I began preparing for the photography.