My Youth Romantic Comedy Is Wrong As Expected

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Note: "House" is a dog training command used to command a dog to return to its den.

Yuihama screamed and quickly woke Komachi, who then suddenly sprang up.

"Wow! Phew, that was close! I almost fell asleep..."

This person is terrifying—she looked at Yukinoshita with that expression, but I think Komachi, who is so approachable, is even more terrifying… Could you be Beast II? Note—that was what I was thinking at first, but after Komachi left, Yukinoshita slumped her shoulders with a hint of regret. Yukinoshita-san, you're pretty scary too!

Note: This is a reference to Tiamat from FGO, whose voice actress is Aoi Yuuki, the same as Komachi.

After replenishing her cat essence with essential nutrients, Yukinoshita regained her composure and calmly drank her black tea as if nothing had happened.

"In any case, it's the president's decision."

"Yes~"

After speaking, Komachi leisurely sipped her black tea, then she noticed that everyone was looking at her with silent, "No, um..." gazes. Realizing something, she suddenly looked up.

"Eh, ah, eh!? Is it Komachi!? Is it up to Komachi to decide!?"

Komachi tilted her head and kept pointing to herself. We all nodded in agreement. The president of the Service Club is now Komachi. No, to be precise, it started this spring when the new Service Club began its official activities, and its first president was Hikigaya Komachi.

Besides, it's unclear whether the old service club where Yukinoshita was president has ever been officially recognized. Hiratsuka-sensei probably just managed to get it done through political maneuvering.

But now that we're officially operating as a club, we should create a system centered around Komachi. We're already in our final year of high school, and considering what's to come, it's better to let Komachi develop a sense of responsibility as club president now.

Yukinoshita and Yuihama probably share the same thoughts as me.

Yui gently patted Komachi on the shoulder, encouraging her:

"Yeah, after all, the president is Komachi."

"Eh, eh~..."

Komachi showed her worry and confusion on her face, and Yuihama smiled to dispel these emotions in her.

"It's okay, we'll help."

"Yui-neechan!"

Komachi stepped forward and hugged Yuihama tightly. Then, this time, Yuihama chuckled and stroked Komachi's ahoge (cowlick).

"Aren't you going to do anything about it?"

Isshiki glanced silently at Yuihama and Komachi, then whispered in my ear.

"...She'll get used to it after a while."

As I spoke, I grabbed my teacup and took a sip of tea.

Whether it's being the club president or anything else, once you get used to it, it doesn't feel so bad. A year ago, I also felt very uncomfortable with this club, but as time went by, that feeling gradually faded.

To be honest, even now, I still feel a sense of unease about this club, this relationship, or this current situation.

Sometimes, I suddenly feel like there's a thorn in my heart that I haven't been able to remove, and it pricks me with pain.

But even with this pain and these scars, I truly believe that this is a place I can call home.

Fortunately, this club has survived.

Thanks to Komachi and Isshiki, this place, which should have ceased to exist, was preserved. Although they didn't tell me the specifics, I understand these things.

I will be leaving this club soon, and in the little time I have left, I want to repay this kindness.

The immediate task is probably to hand over the work to Komachi, recruit new members to ensure the club's continued operation, and then help with student council work.

However, even if we don't talk about repaying kindness, these are things that need to be resolved sooner or later.

After all, the Service Club is an incredibly eccentric club...

Until now, thanks to Ms. Hiratsuka's support, the club's existence has been able to continue despite its ambiguous purpose, thanks to her strong-arm tactics. Now, the club has only been established under the protection of the student council president, Isshiki.

The problem lies after Isshiki steps down.

If we want the service society to continue in the future, we must take this opportunity to establish a relatively independent base of activities.

A declaration of independence that did not rely on back channels.

Ah, it seems completely impossible to succeed... the future looks bleak...

I sighed quietly and finished the black tea in my cup.

After I placed the much lighter teacup on the table, Yukinoshita silently stood up and naturally poured me a new cup.

thank.

I nodded my thanks and sipped the warm black tea that suited my taste. I was planning to enjoy it with some snacks, but when I looked up, my eyes met those of Yuihama across from me.

However, she didn't say anything, immediately and naturally looked away, and then started playing with her phone.

That's all, nothing happened, but the thought that our silent exchange might have been seen makes me a little uneasy. This kind of thing happens all the time, but now it feels inexplicably embarrassing… I'm starting to sweat… Anyway, I'll have some tea and snacks to calm my stomach down!

In an attempt to deceive them, I reached for the tea and snacks on the table.

But the moment I touched it, the plate suddenly moved to the side, and my hand missed. I reached out again, and the plate escaped once more.

"..."

"What are you doing?" I protested, staring at the prisoner who was moving the plate.

Flowing black hair, snow-white and translucent skin, bright and clear blue eyes, and a dignified yet refreshing posture—even when drinking red tea, she has a proper bearing.

As the plate-moving culprit continued to move, Yukino Yukinoshita lowered her long eyelashes and shook her head slightly the moment her gaze met mine.

Eh...what...? What do you mean?

Is she implying I have no right to snacks? While snacks are fine when there's no bread, wouldn't starve to death if there were no snacks at all? This woman is even more outrageous than Marie Antoinette!

Note: It is rumored that during the French Revolution, when Louis XVI's wife Marie Antoinette learned that the French people had no bread, she said, "If you don't have bread, eat pastries." This saying has become a famous quote to this day, used to describe the extravagance and debauchery of the nobility and their ignorance of the lower classes.

But I'm a very rebellious man, how could I give up so easily? My stomach says it wants a snack right now.

I reached for the tea and snacks again, and the plate moved again. Wait, is that a flying saucer? Could it be a UFO...?

"...Hey, what are you doing? Are you bullying me?"

Unable to bear this unreasonable treatment any longer, I couldn't help but say something. As a result, Yukinoshita glared at me sideways, looking a little angry.

"Have you forgotten the arrangements for later?"

Upon hearing her say that, I immediately slumped my shoulders.

"...I really want to forget it."

All day today, my plans for tonight have been lingering in my mind, refusing to leave. Every time I think about the specifics, I let out a deep sigh.

Perhaps my expression looked too desperate, because Ikseki tilted his head blankly and asked:

"Is there anything I can do for you later?"

"Yeah, that's right..."

It's not something worth mentioning. Although my answer was quite vague, as the saying goes, "the net of heaven is vast, its meshes are wide, yet nothing escapes it," and "walls have ears, and you can't stop people from talking."

Komachi inexplicably put on an air of knowing what was going on, muttered something to herself for a while, then tapped her hand and said in a very mature voice:

"Speaking of which, I've heard of it."

Note: This references a line from the movie "Muscle Man" by Terry.

"What do you know about Xiaomi?"

Isshiki replied in a heavy voice, urging her to continue. The two of them, with Yui on either side of them, began to talk quietly, facing each other.

"Yes, according to Haruno-nee's information..."

The moment I heard that name, a feeling of despair washed over me.

"Why did that person specifically tell Komachi? All the information has been leaked, this is so upsetting..."

Now I understand why Hayama was acting that way today. It was Haruno who told him... Ugh! This is the last thing I wanted him to know!

Hey! I said, what's wrong with your sister? — I cast a protesting look at Yukinoshita, but even Yukinoshita was trembling with anger.

"Did that person also tell Komachi...?"

Her resentful mutterings made her speech sound increasingly cold, and then her voice grew softer and softer until it was almost inaudible:

"I told her it was very embarrassing and that she should stop..."

Her face turned bright red, her eyes filled with tears, and she trembled with her head down.

...Hmm, it was a little different from what I expected, but I saw something rare because of it, so it was not bad.

The root of all evil is that wicked, idle sister.

My sister is not wrong; my sister is justice itself.

Although that's what I think, my sister, who should be the one in charge of justice, continues to leak secrets as if nothing has happened.

"I heard that my brother is going out to eat with Yukino's mother today..."

Ah, she finally said it! After the ball, I was actually invited to dinner by my mother, who is also Yukino's mother.

Originally, I planned to try to postpone it, but I was outmaneuvered and ended up agreeing unintentionally, which led to the current situation.

"Ah...I see."

Yui scratched her frilly hair, frowning with a troubled smile. Isshiki, standing nearby, ate some sweets and gave a perfunctory reply:

"so."

"Wow, that doesn't sound interesting at all."

Komachi was startled by Isshiki's uninterested tone. Isshiki, who was eating a snack, picked up his teacup with one hand and glanced at me.

"Actually, I'm not really interested... But hearing you say that, the senior looks quite upset."

"Really? I don't think it's any different from usual."

Isshiki's words puzzled Yukinoshita, and she began to stare intently at my face. So I did my best to look like I was about to die. My dead fish eyes were universally acknowledged, so I let all the muscles in my face droop, making a lifeless expression that conveyed a feeling of deep-seated pain.

At that moment, Yukinoshita smiled gently.

"See? I told you it would be the same as usual."

What's your opinion?

Can I ask what you think? Yukinoshita-san, did you even notice Hachiman's expression? I hate to say this, but I'm basically indistinguishable from a corpse right now, you know? I can portray the look of a rotting corpse without makeup, and even the global zombie film industry is quite interested in me. By the way, do you think this is my most normal expression?

Just as I was about to deliver a passionate speech, Isshiki uttered a word with absolute overwhelming power.

"I understand how you feel, senior. It must be tough eating with that old lady."

"Old...you..."

The snow fell silent.

"Iroha, how could you say that? You can't do that!" — I wanted to scold her like that, but I felt so much for her that I couldn't bring myself to say it. Oh no, I don't think my mother is an old woman at all. I simply think she's a beautiful, young, and terrifyingly elegant woman. Sometimes I can even see her humorous side, or rather, she's kind of cute.

However, after all the conflicting factors are resolved, the terrifying emotions still prevail, so in conclusion, having dinner with her is indeed quite difficult.

I was nodding to myself, while Komachi and Isshiki chatted away, having a great time.

"Wow, Iroha-senpai, your words are so sharp!☆ I definitely don't want to call you 'older sister'♪"

"I didn't ask you for anything, and I don't want you to call me that."

"Komachi, what are your standards for calling someone 'older sister'?"

Yukinoshita nervously joined their conversation. "What are you asking...?"

Since Yukinoshita's attention was diverted, now was the perfect opportunity, and I reached out for the snacks I hadn't been able to eat earlier.

Don't underestimate the stomach capacity of healthy young people. Eating some snacks is barely enough to fill a gap between their teeth; rather, considering the battle ahead, it's important to eat something to fill their stomachs.

I'm determined to get my hands on the desserts this time.

Just as I thought that, my hand grasped at empty air again.

"Um?"

Huh? Why? Isn't Yukinoshita over in Komachi? I looked up, completely confused, only to see Yuihama holding a plate in her hand.

"We're going to eat after this, so this is confiscated."

After saying that, she hugged the plate and assumed a defensive stance, then picked up the pastries and ate them in big bites.

"No, why are you the one eating instead..."