My Youth Romantic Comedy Is Wrong As Expected

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"indeed……"

When someone unexpectedly finds something to say about me, I can only shrink back. Everyone, be careful not to say anything carelessly! And it's a fact that I'm very free, I can't deny that.

"So, all that's left are those chuunibyou kids..."

Yuihama hinted that I should check their itinerary.

"They are available."

"Huh, is that okay?"

I answered immediately, and Yuihama tilted her head in surprise. I nodded vigorously in response.

"Don't worry, they'll definitely be available. I know exactly what I'm doing."

Note: (Note) A line often spoken by a minor character in NINJA SLAYER when he is self-righteous.

"You're so confident..."

Game clubs are mysterious organizations; they don't seem to have any serious activities. As for Zaimokuza, that guy has no other plans. I live a similar life in a mysterious club, so I understand. I really understand.

However, Yuihama, who usually plans her schedules, seemed unable to understand, pursing her lips and squinting at me.

"...If they don't come, you'll be the only boy there."

"What the hell, this hurts so much..."

Only a king can enjoy what's commonly known as a harem. In reality, a guy alone in a space with only girls would just feel nauseous, sweating buckets like iced tea in summer, his armpits soaked with sweat. If he's just ignored, that's fine, but if someone comes up to him asking, "You've been sweating so much, are you okay? Aren't you hot?", forget about his armpits sweating, he'd practically be spewing Niagara Falls from his mouth.

In a familiar clubroom, one can get used to things and use theories that are essentially just excuses to deceive oneself. But in an unfamiliar environment, it's like a cat entering someone else's house—it will definitely turn into a motionless statue.

However, with the addition of the Zaimuza and the game club duo, wow, that's incredible! The Jizo statue has now increased to four!

Well, as the saying goes, something is better than nothing. Something is better than nothing, right? Regardless of what Miura and the others think, at least I feel more at ease.

"I need to think about how to say it... If I use a normal invitation, they will definitely refuse."

"Yeah?"

Yui tilted her head, looking confused. I nodded vigorously.

"That's right. If they knew someone like Miura was here, they definitely wouldn't have come. Attending a celebration party with a high-profile woman you've never met is like torture. You spend two whole hours checking the clock and constantly getting drinks. You spend more time in the bathroom than sitting in your seat. I know exactly what I mean."

"You know so well! It's practically firsthand experience!"

I nodded, ignoring Yuihama's grief-stricken cries, and gently stroked my chin.

"The problem is that those people don't know Miura and the others."

"Ah... yeah, that's right..."

Yui-hama seemed to understand this as well, stammering as she spoke. "I know Miura is a nice person, but seeing that arrogant attitude on our first meeting was really frightening. Because even I'm afraid of her!"

For someone used to it, this problem seems insignificant. Yui clapped her hands, turned to me, and wagged her finger, saying:

"Ah, but doesn't Chuunibyou know Yumiko and Hina? If he puts in a good word for them..."

"The problem is that those people don't know Miura and the others..."

"Did you say it again?"

"Idiot, I don't even know if I know them anymore. To Zaimokuza, they're not even strangers. Besides, how could Zaimokuza possibly speak well of others?"

"Well... good luck, you autistic guy."

Yuihama raised both hands to her chest, making a "cheering" gesture.

Faced with that innocent smile, all I could do was force a bitter smile. Even encouraging me was useless…

Why force creatures from different habitats together? Putting a Miura lion and a slave lumber mount in the same space—is this the Roman Colosseum? This would be a brutal and gruesome massacre. Didn't they learn anything about world history?

Unfortunately, I was also one of the slaves and had no choice but to obey Emperor Yuihama's orders.

"...Okay. I'll try to get them to come out. Where should the celebration party be held, and what should we be doing?"

"Let's go to a karaoke bar and have some fun... what a feeling."

Yui looked at the sky, speaking as she thought, then turned her gaze back to me. Her eyes seemed to be questioning me, and I hesitated for a moment.

"I see... then there must be a way."

I started thinking about what reason I should use to ask them out, and at the same time I said:

"I'll talk to them after school."

"Okay, sure."

Yui nodded, hugged her legs again, and sat up straight.

She moved a few centimeters closer to me than before, gently pressing down on the soft strands of hair that were fluttering in the cold wind, and tucking the hair behind her ears.

I glanced at her sideways, pinched the still slightly warm aluminum can with my cold fingertips, and put the sweet coffee into my mouth.

Just when everyone thought the celebration party was over, Yuihama showed no signs of leaving.

...Okay. The weather's nice, and this isn't a place for me to do all by myself. I don't mind if she wants to relax here.

I looked towards the tennis court to calm my restless heart.

The thud of tennis balls that were just a moment ago is now silent. The tennis club members are packing up to leave.

Perhaps because they had just finished practicing, the usually rugged tennis club members looked even more disheveled. Among them, I noticed someone who stood out remarkably. It was none other than the adorable and comforting club president, Saika Totsuka, who resembled the moon goddess from Greek mythology. She was so dazzling! ☆ (Note)

Note: This is the catchphrase of Hikari Hoshina, the female protagonist of "Pretty Cure".

I gently waved to Totsuka, who had wiped away his sweat and slung his tennis bag over his shoulder. Totsuka saw this, raised his hand slightly in front of his chest, and waved back at me.

These subtle gestures, done without a word or a word, are just so wonderful… For example, at a voice actor concert, everyone around you is frantically waving glow sticks and shouting, but you just stand behind them, quietly nodding. Does that mean you're dating? Or are you still just strangers…?

Note: This refers to a character in the game *Final Fight* whose signature pose is arms crossed over his chest. It can also refer to a spectator watching others play video games.

When Totsuka saw me and Yuihama, he greeted the other club members and jogged over.

Yuihama waved her hand vigorously.

"Oh—Xiao Cai, hi there—!"

"Hmm, hi-lo—"

Although Totsuka was a little out of breath, he still raised his hand to greet Yuihama and gave me a bright smile. Hmm—what a beautiful greeting. The beauty of Japanese makes me tremble with emotion… Wait, is that Japanese? What exactly is “Hi-ro”…? While I was seriously pondering this profound question, Yuihama left me aside and exclaimed in admiration.

"Oh wow—club activities? Wow, I feel like I can lose weight from them."

"I've gotten thinner... um—no, I don't know. I don't feel anything myself."

Totsuka gave a bewildered smile, while Yuihama waved her hand with a serious expression.

"No, no, no, Xiao Cai, you're too skinny. You need to gain some weight, you're too cunning."

"Cunning...?"

Totsuka wore a wry smile as Yuihama began poking his side.

"Ah, don't do that..."

"Look! It's so thin! Look how thin Xiao Cai's waist is!"

Totsuka twisted his body, trying to dodge. Yui ignored him and waved to me.

"Huh, can I touch it too?" I reached out my hand.

but……

"Hachiman...no..."

Totsuka looked at me with tearful eyes, pleading for help. The moment I saw those eyes, I froze. A sudden surge of emotion hit my chest…

Therefore, I need to change the subject to save him!

"Totsuka, are you free tonight?"

Totsuka seemed surprised by my question, tilting his head in puzzlement. Yuihama also stopped poking Totsuka and tilted her head as well.

"We're going to karaoke today. Didn't we talk about the dance party before? It's all settled now, we're going to celebrate together..."

I also discussed the fake ball with Totsuka. You could say that I only told everyone the reasons and details because Totsuka was there. I haven't properly thanked him yet, so I really hope he can attend.

"Yes, yes, yes! Xiao Cai should come too!"

Yuihama clapped her hands excitedly. Totsuka, perhaps feeling embarrassed to refuse, spoke up while thinking for a moment.

"Hmm... if it's after club activities have ended."

He smiled shyly, and I nodded in response.

Shortly after, the bell rang, signaling the end of lunch break.

"Let's go back to the classroom."

Yuihama immediately stood up and brushed the sand off her skirt. I followed suit and finished the last few sips of coffee. On the way to the school building, I disposed of the bread bag and aluminum can, and stuffed my cold fingertips into my pocket.

And so, today's itinerary is decided. To be honest, when Yuihama said she wanted to throw a celebration party, I felt very heavy-hearted, but now I'm starting to look forward to it.

× × ×

The spring sun, beginning to slant, filled the sky corridor.

In the quiet space where no one else was around, the sound of two people's footsteps could be heard.

Yuihama, who was originally behind me, quickened her pace and caught up with me. Although I was wondering why she had followed me, I didn't ask her.

"Are the second-year middle school students also in the club?"

"perhaps."

I'll answer Yuihama's question briefly. The two from the game club and Zaimokuza are probably still managing the fake dance website and social media accounts for us. Inviting them to the celebration party while informing them the mission is over is the perfect opportunity.

As we approached the special building, the noise of after-school activities gradually faded away. Soon after, we arrived at a quiet corner—the game club office.

I opened the door directly. The timber saddle quickly noticed that someone had visited and swayed its massive body toward us to greet us.

"Hmm, Hachiman, you're here. Hi-hi—"

Cai Muzuo lifted his trench coat and greeted him loudly. Behind him, Sagami's younger brother, having put on his glasses, peeked out, and Qin Ye also pushed up his glasses and nodded in acknowledgment.

"Ah, hi-lo."

"Hey there, you two."

Ah, what a wonderful greeting! I felt satisfied, but then I heard a very unhappy sigh behind me.

"..."

I glanced back and... oh my god... Hihama's eyes were terrifying... her eyes were narrowed, her gaze was icy, and her cheeks were puffed out, she looked very displeased.

"Autistic men... tell them to stop doing this."

Yuihama tugged at my sleeve and said in a very low voice, "When Totsuka said 'Hi,' she didn't say that... Duh! Because Totsuka is cute! These guys aren't cute at all."

That's what I thought to myself, but I still gestured to Yui to sit down first. After Yui reluctantly sat down, I pulled up a chair next to me and plopped down on it.

"Anyway, I have something to tell you all today..."

As I spoke, the game company and the furniture company turned to face me.

"Thanks to your help, the ball was made possible. I came here today to report to you. Although it was a short time, thank you for your hard work. You helped me a lot this time, and I am very grateful."

I bowed deeply, and Yuihama also quietly bowed her head in thanks.

"Therefore, starting today, there is no need to continue managing the fake dance party website."

Sagami and Qin Ye were taken aback for a moment, probably surprised that I had bowed to thank them. However, they quickly chuckled and breathed a sigh of relief.

"That's it."

"Very good."

"Hmm, that solves the problem!" Yoshiaki thought to himself...

"Looking into the distance, Cai Muzuo sighed. I ignored him, cleared my throat, and put on a very serious expression."

"Therefore, this Executive Committee is dissolved today. From now on, greetings with 'Hi' are prohibited."

As soon as the words were spoken, everyone fell silent, and all was quiet. After a while, Sagami's brother and Qin Ye's glasses slipped off.

“Eh…”

"No way, that's not how it works..."