My Youth Romantic Comedy Is Wrong As Expected

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However, methods to reduce gray hair... hair care... Sorry, that's not for me. Time to get out of here.

I took my phone out of my uniform pocket, glanced at the screen, and then made a small gesture of swiping my finger across the screen before bringing it to my ear.

"Hello, Komachi? What? Koyuki is about to give birth? Okay, I'll be right back."

I held the phone to my ear, using my eyes to signal to Professor Hiratsuka, "I'll be going now," and bowed. I stood up briskly.

"Hachiman, put away your phone that you didn't even answer half of the call, and sit down."

She declared without reservation.

Tsk... why was I discovered?

"Even the autistic guy helped come up with ideas—!"

"How could I possibly help? I don't usually take care of my hair."

I might accidentally touch on a sensitive topic, so you girls can just chat amongst yourselves. Did you guys notice? I just categorized Hiratsuka-sensei as one of the girls too, here we go!

"What I mean is, if we're going to talk about this kind of topic, it would be inconvenient for me, as a man, to say things that I would normally be able to say."

"I don't think you're in my way. If you'd like to help, I'd be very grateful."

It was rare for her to ask me such a sincere question, and I scratched the back of my neck to hide my embarrassment.

"Hachiman Hachiman, the problem isn't just about hair care."

Professor Hiratsuka gave me a serious warning.

"There's a strong correlation between gray hair and stress, that's for sure. When Yukino suddenly started getting gray hair, I, as her consultant, felt responsible."

Then abolish the consultation letter system... That letter just now really did make a few strands of my hair turn white.

"I don't think the reason is pressure from the club."

This should be the fundamental premise she cannot back down from. Yukinoshita retorted decisively. Hiratsuka-sensei seemed to understand her thoughts and nodded vigorously.

At that moment, Yui suddenly stood up and faced me, puzzled.

"Uh! Xiaoxue is male, right?! How could she be about to give birth?!"

"This was a topic from just a few minutes ago?!"

I couldn't help but complain loudly.

In an era where even chatbots can respond almost instantly, just how slow is your algorithm's execution speed?

Hey classmate, this means AI will take over all of humanity's jobs!

But I actually hope that AI can replace humans more often.

I really hope they can remove the "Contact Customer Service" pop-up that keeps appearing in the corner of the screen when I'm leisurely browsing online. It makes me worry every time I accidentally click on it and get connected with customer service.

However, if it states "customer service personnel are AI," then you can rest assured.

The conclusion is that the consultation letter service should also be integrated with an AI system.

So, what should be done? Hair problems... naturally, the more the merrier for girls. Of the three present, Yukinoshita and Hiratsuka-sensei are the ones with the most troubles.

It was precisely at this crucial moment that Isshiki failed to arrive.

I'm even thinking of inviting Totsuka to be a special lecturer.

Totsuka's hair, or simply Totsuka hair, is so incredibly smooth it's almost frightening. Even a slight tilt of his head causes it to sway gently. My classmates can effortlessly recreate the celestial maiden's robe, which is giving me a headache—no, not a headache at all.

"...That contradicts what I just said...But although there are individual differences, everyone gets gray hair. Especially Yukino, you only have two or three gray hairs out of 100,000. You don't really need to care about it."

Professor Hiratsuka began by offering some words of comfort. Perhaps she felt that her earlier use of the serious phrase "early detection and early treatment" was inappropriate.

Although I feel like I'm saying this to myself.

"Of course I understand..."

"Don't worry, Yukino! There's no use worrying. Let's solve this together!"

Yukinoshita lowered her head meekly, while Yuihama tried her best to encourage her.

This kind of thing often creates a vicious cycle where the more you worry, the more pressure you experience.

However, to be honest, I can understand Yukinoshita's troubles this time.

Three out of ten thousand roots... ○･○○3%. Numerically, it's equivalent to zero, but the existence of something unusual, no matter how discreet, will always attract attention.

Even if a pixel or two is missing from a screen with hundreds of thousands of pixels, those who care will still notice. Even if the instruction manual states, "This is a normal phenomenon that may occur during manufacturing and is not a product defect," I heard that when touch-screen handheld game consoles first came out, store clerks spent a lot of time handling customer complaints…

When a foreign element is mixed into a harmonious product, it is called a defective product.

The foreign object that is caught will angrily tell those around it, "I'm a defective product, what's wrong with that?"

Avoiding such an end is also a skill in navigating life.

"Hmm... It's important to sort out your feelings."

Hiratsuka-sensei crossed her arms and her gaze followed the head beneath the snow.

"The main reasons for gray hair are irregular lifestyle and unbalanced diet... not washing hair properly, not drying hair after washing—these are the basic things, I... of course, Yukino should also have these concerns. Although I'm a little unsure about the part about unbalanced diet."

After all, Hiratsuka-sensei always eats ramen for dinner. But I hope this little thing won't be counted as an unbalanced diet.

"What remains is the well-known...pressure..."

Hiratsuka-sensei seems quite worried about the burden club activities are placing on Yukinoshita.

"So...it's because of the pressure?"

Yuihama clasped her hands to her chest, gazing anxiously at the snow beneath.

Since yesterday, this guy has shown signs of excessive guilt. He probably feels that letting Yukinoshita discover his gray hair has put more pressure on her.

I let out a deep sigh.

"It's not necessarily just mental stress; it could also be physical stress."

I naturally chimed in, and Yukinoshita nodded.

"You're right. Just growing your hair long inevitably puts a strain on your scalp...and causes stress."

"Yes, the weight of the hair..."

Hearing Hiratsuka-sensei's agreement, Yukino gave me a meaningful look.

"In other words, you reap what you sow."

"I didn't go that far..."

Yui clapped her hands, indicating that she probably understood.

"By the way, Saki also mentioned before that she finds her long hair annoying. Long hair really is tough..."

"Saki... Oh, it's that person. Kawanishi... Kawanishi-kun."

"? Chuanqi?"

Yuihama displayed an auditory ability with unparalleled accuracy, akin to the automatic subtitle function of a modern video website. Your questioning look won't help; the only person I know named Saki is Nijino-kun (Note 20)...

Yes, I can picture her face in my mind. But her name... what's her name? Oh well, remembering Kawa and Saki is enough.

"That person has pretty long hair too."

"Yeah, her hair is about the same length as Yukino's when she wears it in a high ponytail. If she lets it down, it might be as long as Hiratsuka-sensei's."

So, if that guy finds it annoying, why did he deliberately grow his hair long? Is it a family rule?

"When I was bothered by my gray hair, I did consider cutting it short to lighten the load. I thought I'd just cut it super short so I wouldn't have any regrets..."

Could the reason be the long hair itself? — When the discussion reached this point, Hiratsuka-sensei also sighed with worry.

"Super short hair?! That's such a shame, teacher, your hair is so beautiful!"

Yuihama nervously stopped her.

"Of course, I'm the most reluctant to cut it. Because, in terms of changing my mood, it takes courage to cut it to that length..."

"If you were more mindful... wouldn't it be easier to cut hair like you're pruning a tree?"

I respect Hiratsuka-sensei's opinion, but Yukinoshita and Yuihama glared at me with narrowed eyes at the same time.

"Hiratsuka-sensei's hair reaches below her knees. That means it's about a meter long. Can you imagine how much time it takes to grow hair that long?"

It's hard to imagine. Needless to say, Komachi has never had hair as long as Yukinoshita's.

"Although there are obvious individual differences—on average, hair only grows one centimeter a month. From when I started growing it out until now... it has taken me more than five years."

Yukishiro scooped up her black hair with her palm, as if feeling the weight of time.

Yukinoshita feels inferior because she believes her values ​​differ from those of typical high school girls, but she has an aesthetic sense and feelings about hair that are appropriate for her age.

Five years is not a short time.

To give an example, if there was a girl who wished her hair would grow long when she was little... she would probably find five years to be a very long time.

"...I don't plan to cut it short. Because I don't hate my hair."

Perhaps her glossy black hair was also a sign of her reserve.

Therefore, we can find a solution based on this premise.

"Even though you've always had long hair, there must be some recent changes, right?"

All three of them turned their attention to me.

"People who always tie their hair up seem to get more gray hair if they suddenly stop tying it up... That's what Komachi said."

"Oh, as expected of Komachi."

Yukinoshita had no doubts and praised Komachi.

Actually, this is knowledge I found online yesterday, but I'd better not say it.

I won't say anything because they started talking about gray hair, which made me worry too.

Incidentally, there are many conflicting opinions on this point. This additional sentence is very important. Extremely important.

"So, you were wearing your hair in pigtails all the time not long ago? Could it be because you're not wearing it anymore?"

"Twin tails...?"

She tilted her head slightly under the snow.

You don't know what this hairstyle is called, yet you tied it up like that? Although it's definitely not a common name.

Yukino hasn't been wearing pigtails lately.

Not long ago, I would think, "The twin tails under the snow are swaying..." I don't know when that thought disappeared.

I didn't notice it until I started paying special attention to it.

Hiratsuka-sensei proudly raised her index finger and explained to Yukinoshita:

"Well, to use a recent anime analogy... oh right, Hoshino Ruri's (Note 21) hairstyle, now you know, right?"

No, I don't think she would know. Nadeshiko is already 20 years old, it's not a recent anime. Although I would wait a lifetime for its sequel.

"That's Hatsune Miku's hairstyle, Yukino!"

Yuihama uttered an unexpected name. Hatsune Miku's popularity is truly astounding. Even party girl high school girls know her.

However, Yukinoshita was not eliminated by the future (Note 22), but became even more confused.

“Hmm…”

Hiratsuka-sensei nodded with her hand on her chin, slowly stood up, and brushed her long hair aside from both sides.

"Like this, this hairstyle. Hachiman is right... Even though the way you tie your hair is different, you used to tie it in two buns quite often, Yukinoshita."

Then, she used her fingers to form a circle to tie her hair, creating a double ponytail on the spot.

“Ugh!”

An uncontrollable reflex caused me to make a painful sound. Hiratsuka-sensei, true to her name, quietly turned around.

"Hachiman, what's with that reaction?"

Depending on my answer, she might use her twin tails as nunchucks to attack me.

"No, no, I just thought you tied your hair in a ponytail very quickly and skillfully..."

In a panic, I came up with an excuse. It seemed to work, and Professor Hiratsuka straightened her back confidently.