My Youth Romantic Comedy Is Wrong As Expected

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Ah, sorry, let's continue. I feel like Komachi isn't the one who should apologize, but let's put this matter aside for now.

I did hear my brother mention it. He promised to tell me if anything happened.

Because of him, even if you ask him, he'll be evasive and unwilling to tell the truth, so I thought I'd take it slow, and he'd eventually tell you little by little. That way, Komachi would gradually accept reality, that's what I originally thought…

But things weren't as I thought...

No, at first I went along with the atmosphere and jokingly asked a lot of questions, but once we got to the point of "So what's going on? Are you actually dating?", the topic suddenly became so realistic that it was unbearable.

Because he's that older brother! And he's from my family!

You know what? My brother cleared his throat with a serious expression and then said to me in a very serious tone, "Komachi, I have something to tell you..."

I thought he was finally going to get to the point, and he finally was.

So Komachi sat up straight.

However, he didn't say anything after waiting for a long time.

Finally, he stammered and said to me in a voice barely audible, his face flushed, "Uh, well, I feel like it went smoothly," his ears were bright red, and he didn't dare to look me in the eye, but he still smiled and sighed.

I don't know whether to call him disgusting, cute, or innocent, nor do I know if he's happy or unhappy. In any case, even I feel shy...

Then I couldn't help but say, "Oh! Is that so? That's great! Komachi can rest assured now!" and pretended to end the conversation with a relaxed expression... Oh dear, I was really startled. I didn't expect myself to have such a talent for acting... If I'm not careful, Komachi might turn into a bad woman who plays with men.

Huh? You're saying our methods for trying to get away with something are similar? No, no, no, not at all. I'm going to get angry if you say that again.

Because they're completely different! When the older brother tries to get away with something, it involves a strange self-destructive tactic that's really disgusting, but Komachi's approach is inexplicably cute and has a certain style... Seriously, what are you laughing at? Uh... no, that's why I said they're nothing alike at all...

But I admit that I was trying to get away with it.

We both know what's going on, don't we?

Yes, Komachi also managed to get away with it by accident...

My brother must be the same way.

It was as if there was a thorn in his heart that he couldn't remove; there were some things he hadn't figured out and couldn't say, which was probably why he hadn't mentioned anything further to Komachi.

However, this is just my own assumption...

Ah, no, it's not that there's any specific evidence. After all, Komachi wasn't with him and didn't hear everything, so there are still many things she doesn't understand.

But when I'm in the club activity room, I can't help but think, "Ah, my brother is spacing out again."

Did you know? When my brother's mind is blank, he usually thinks about other complicated things, and then his face gets all scrunched up.

Yes, yes, just like "Male Plum!" (Note)

Note: Nanmei is a type of preserved plum candy, and its brand mascot is a preserved plum.

Ah, so you knew all along. You're something else.

Yes, that's what I mean. If he could make an easily understandable reaction like frowning, that would be fine, but his whole face gives off a sour and astringent feeling.

There's no way someone could find out about something like this if they weren't together all the time, right? ...That's what I was thinking, isn't it? Does anyone else know besides Komachi? Oh, okay.

Since everyone already knows... it seems Komachi went to unnecessary lengths.

……ah.

Ahhh, please stop! Don't scratch my head! I finally managed to straighten my hair... And this person touches my head so hard... Ouch, take your hand off my head! No, it's not that annoying.

Yes, you're right.

Indeed, even if Komachi did nothing, those people would still do it.

Hehe, hearing you say that has perked me up a bit.

Ah! Wait a minute! So don't touch my head! NO! Actually, I'm not that disappointed!

But the future is really unsettling, so uncertain... Komachi gets especially worried when she thinks about what's to come...

Yes, just as you imagined.

So this will probably continue for a while.

But I think things will gradually change.

Whether it's Komachi or her older brother.

...or the members of the Service Society.

A new life? Yes, it's going exceptionally well! I'm just slowly but surely making the most of it all.

Things are going fairly well with the clubs...not bad, not great...not great either...

So if you can protect him a little longer, I, as his younger sister, will be very happy. Ah! This sentence scores a high mark in Komachi's heart!

I'll let you know if there's anything else!

Yes, that's it—

Please stay with me a little longer!

DB Bonus: Senior Year 1 New Chapter 1 1 So, adolescence never ends.

No matter how the seasons change, some things will never change.

April is almost halfway over, and looking down from the classroom window, you can see the cherry blossoms beginning to fall.

However, the branches reaching towards the sky, the thick trunk that seems to be accumulating strength, and the roots that are deeply embedded in the ground still exist.

From a cherry tree in full bloom to a cherry tree sprouting tender leaves, although its outward charm has changed, its roots and trunk remain unshaken.

Perhaps human nature is the same.

This is my third spring in high school—no, if we're talking about school life, then for some reason it's my second. But if we include elementary and middle school, this is already the first new semester I've ever had.

No matter how much time passes, I still don't like this season.

I'm used to the atmosphere of mutual probing and the superficial conversations.

Because it happens every year, I now just think to myself, "Is it that time of year again...?" For example, there's the salad oil gift set someone gave me in the summer. I thought it was Calpis, but when I opened it, it was all oil. Only my mom and Komachi were happy. But receiving the oil was still nice, since I can use it to fry all sorts of things.

Note: This references Nissin salad oil's advertising slogan.

I should have gotten used to the atmosphere of the new semester by now, but I still feel uncomfortable, even more so than in previous years, to the point that I'm starting to wonder if I have pollen allergies.

But I know perfectly well the main reason behind it.

It was because of the class division when we entered the senior year of high school.

No, there's nothing wrong with class assignments themselves.

After all, I wasn't very comfortable in my second-year high school class, and I didn't feel any attachment to it. At most, I just wanted to cry and bury my face in my pillow, complaining loudly, "I'm in a different class from Totsuka!" Ministry of Education, I will never forgive you.

But as the saying goes, good things come to those who wait, and life is always full of partings. Short-term separations are unavoidable. In fact, I've gotten used to it. In a sense, it means I can go to the tennis court during lunch break to wait for him, thus creating a joyful and fateful encounter. You could say that being separated into different classes isn't a bad thing for me at all.

Therefore, the culprit that made me uncomfortable was not the class division.

Without realizing it, I squinted at the culprit, and might even have clicked my tongue slightly.

I don't know if he heard the sound or sensed the resentful gaze coming from behind, but the culprit that made me uncomfortable turned around.

The neckline swayed gently, and her bangs, reaching her eyebrows, fluttered in the wind.

Hayato Hayama.

He is my former classmate and current classmate, and also the main reason why I feel uncomfortable.

Ye Shan, who had been wearing a dashing smile, suddenly had a mischievous look in his eyes when his gaze met mine. He raised the corners of his mouth and tilted his head slightly.

This gesture was as if it were asking me, "Is there something you need?"

I wouldn't bother you for no reason...

I gently shook my head in response.

Then Hayama shrugged speechlessly, as if to say, "Don't call me if there's nothing wrong."

No, I didn't call you...

I sighed impatiently, and just then—

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."

A soft laugh reached my ears.

In an instant, both Ye Shan and I straightened our backs.

Oh no! That guy's here! I became alert and spotted a female student in the corner of my line of sight.

She had long, smooth, shoulder-length black hair, wore red-rimmed glasses, and her mouth was crookedly twisted, revealing a happy smile.

Ebina Hina.

She was my former and current classmate, and also another reason why I felt uncomfortable. She smiled with satisfaction, pulled out the chair next to her, and began to compare me and Ye Shan alternately.

"I'm in the same class as Penguin again."

"Hahaha……"

Hayama gave a dry laugh upon hearing Ebina's intriguing words.

"Yeah, that's what you call a tragic fate..."

He replied casually, but his choice of words was a grave mistake when facing Ebina. Unexpectedly, Ebina smiled and said:

"A tragic fate...so rotten..." (note)

Note: The Japanese word for "karmic entanglement" is "腐れ縁".

She licked her lips seductively, looking almost like a monster, utterly devoid of charm.

It's Miura who's stopped her from going berserk! Your Majesty, come here quickly! I held my breath, hunched my shoulders, and silently waited for the storm of corruption to pass with a praying heart.

Since the seating arrangement at the beginning of the new semester is always based on student ID numbers, Ye Shan will be sitting in front of me.

In Chiba City, schools use birthdates to assign student numbers up to junior high, but for some reason, they started using the Japanese syllabary (hiragana and katakana) from high school onwards. Damn it, if they used birthdates, Hayama's birthday is September 28th, so he'd be listed after me in the student ID system…

Good heavens, I actually remembered Hayama's birthday so clearly... Doesn't this make it seem like I care about him a lot?

Ebina seemed to have noticed my inner fantasy of being a girl in love, and she quickly walked over and began to activate her BL ability.

I've been feeling like this lately since I started my senior year of high school.

Of course, we weren't always the three of us together.

To outsiders, Hayama and Ebina often talked to the other students and seemed to get along well. In fact, they spent more time enjoying time with everyone.

However, this situation sometimes occurs, possibly due to the seating arrangement.

For example, when everyone is thinking about what to do next right after school, or during the blank moments when class is about to end or has just ended.

During these times, a composition gradually forms, depicting me, Hayama, and Ebina together.

Even when we make eye contact, we hardly talk. We exchange a few simple words, which hardly count as casual conversation. In fact, our only form of communication is sighing. But there's still a month until the next seating arrangement change, and this situation will likely continue until then.

I can manage to get through just one month.

Moreover, with the experience of last year, I have also learned to some extent how to get along with Hayama and Ebina.

We share the same belief: not to interfere too much in other people's affairs.

Because Hayama and Ebina both tend to maintain the status quo, it's quite easy to get along with them, but it seems that the other classmates are not like that.

Hayato Hayama is a well-known figure who attracts attention. Hina Ebina also belongs to this category. Many people in the class already had some connection with them, and given this class reassignment, there will definitely be some who want to use it to improve their relationship with them.

Naturally, everyone's attention would easily be drawn to Ye Shan and his group.

However, Hayama cheerfully blocked these gazes in a way that avoided offending anyone, while Ebina disguised himself as a clown by activating his "fujoshi mode," so no one has been able to get close to the two of them yet.

The Ministry of Revenue that has broken through these barriers might be quite remarkable...

Although it wasn't exactly a case of "speak of the devil and he appears," just as I was pondering these things, a sound came from outside the classroom, and then the classroom door was opened.

"Hayato! Listen to me!"

Along with a noisy, accented voice, someone came running over, shouting like Nobita crying and begging Doraemon for help. It was our former classmate, Tobe Sho.

"Oh no, Yumiko asked me to organize the class reunion on the second floor, but the soccer club's last match is coming up soon, and I already told them I probably won't have time..."

As soon as the Minister of Revenue arrived, he started playing with the hair at the back of his neck and began to cry and complain.

I see. That does sound quite difficult.