My Youth Romantic Comedy Is Wrong As Expected

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"Eh... But, but, it's not really right to do this to Aya..."

"Aren't you embarrassed to talk to me...? Or how about Komachi?"

"Huh? Asking Komachi to cut the cake like that will get her points deducted... It's okay if it's just the two of you at home... Oh dear, I'm a little embarrassed. Oh, this is supposed to get Komachi points."

"...This is so annoying. Do you want a timber frame instead?"

I pinned my hopes on the timber base.

"Eek~~"

Yuihama instantly showed an expression of extreme disgust.

"Your reaction was so strong, he's a bit pitiful..."

Out of sympathy for the timber pedestal, I lodged a gentle protest with Yuihama.

Upon hearing this, the timber worker next door clutched his chest in pain.

"Ah! The sealed door to me is about to open! Yes, it happened when I was still in an ordinary elementary school, undergoing military training. Could it be called a clever arrangement of fate? When I volunteered to help get food, a female soldier refused the curry I served her, tears welling up in her eyes..."

"See? You've triggered his trauma, and his character is starting to split again..."

"Ah, I... I don't mean to dislike him. I just think, um... I wish he could wash his hands first."

“Gu!”

Yuihama delivered the fatal blow to the wood base.

Yukino watched all this helplessly, sighed slightly, and then picked up the knife.

"Phew... I'll cut it. I'm pretty good at cutting things."

"Oh, it seems you're really good at cutting things, like severing the threads of fate or reason."

"Aren't you good at that too? Aren't your connections with others often severed?"

"Why did I become the one who was cut off? Moreover, my family is a devout Buddhist, and I want to sever my karmic ties with the world in order to become like Shakyamuni. From a Buddhist perspective, my rank is extremely high."

"You're spouting nonsense again with only a superficial understanding... Buddhism, in essence, places great importance on 'conditions,' and Shakyamuni Buddha also used 'cause and condition' to explain the existence of 'conditions'—"

"...Snowy Encyclopedia has reappeared."

"What kind of ridiculous name is that... Never mind, I won't argue with you about it. I'll cut the cake, and you help hold the plate in place."

"Yes."

Following Yukinoshita's instructions, I gently pressed down on the plate.

At this moment, Bin jumped out in a panic to stop it.

"Wait, wait a minute! I think I should cut it! Just thinking about the autistic guy and Yukino having to work together..."

I still can't hear the rest of what she said. Were you like me, riding your bike halfway through a ride and getting stopped by the police to check your security registration? Can you please explain yourself clearly?

However, Yukinoshita seemed to have heard clearly, and she said with a surprised expression:

"Is that so? Then I'll trouble you."

"Mmm! That's great! I want to do it, I want to do it!"

"Okay, Yuihama-san, please hold the plate firmly."

"So it was me and Yukino working together? Waaah... I have such mixed feelings..."

× × ×

Yukinoshita skillfully cut the cake.

"It's cut into six equal parts so beautifully..."

"It's not a big deal."

She looked at the cake, cut into equally sized pieces, and said casually. Yui, watching from the side, asked with a hint of surprise:

"Wow~ It really is! Yukino, are you type A?"

Why do you think that way...?

"No, it's because you're very meticulous."

"She's not exactly meticulous, you could say she's a clean freak or a perfectionist."

"How boring... How could blood type possibly have anything to do with personality?"

Yukinoshita doesn't appreciate blood type divination and exudes a unique chill. At that moment, Totsuka adjusts the temperature with a warm voice.

"Ah, but I'm type A, so I tend to pay attention to small details."

"Oh? I feel like Totsuka would make a good wife."

"Stop making fun of me, Hachiman..."

Totsuka's cheeks flushed red, while Yukinoshita looked over with a cold gaze.

"It's not very important, but the way you treat me seems a little different..."

The temperature difference between warm and cold is huge. Is this a desert climate?

The one who broke the atmosphere was the master lumbersmith, who was most skilled in this field.

"Hmm, but that kind of divination wasn't exactly wrong. I've heard that people with blood type AB are two-faced, and that's quite a statement. Even I momentarily awaken to another version of myself... Ugh! How do I... Calm down! My right hand!"

"If you want to play games, please go outside... So, what's Yui-san's blood type?"

"Me? I'm blood type O."

Upon hearing this, Komachi immediately clapped her hands to show her understanding.

"Oh, the careless type O, right!"

"What? So, according to you, people with blood type A are 'oozappa' (Note 47: 'oozappa' is the Japanese word for 'careless'. This is a word game, referring to the O in blood type O as the 'oozappa' and the A in blood type A as the 'oozappa'.)"

"Oh no... Yuihama-san is type O. It seems that blood type divination really does have some merit."

"Huh? Am I really that careless?"

"Yui-neechan, don't be sad, Komachi is also blood type O."

"What gives you the right to tell her she doesn't have to be sad...?"

"Well... in an emergency, you can give the other person a blood transfusion."

Upon hearing such a careless reply, Yukinoshita's face showed a look of horror.

"How casual... Blood type divination is becoming more and more reliable..."

"So what's Yukino's blood type? Is it really type A?"

Type B.

Yukinoshita answered decisively.

"Ah, I'm starting to believe in blood type fortune telling too."

"You seem to be implying something..."

"No, it's because you're very independent and always act like no one else is around, which does fit the description."

"So, if that's the case, you're also blood type B?"

"My brother is blood type A."

The moment Komachi finished speaking, the atmosphere froze.

"what?"

“Huh?”

"Hey, it's rude of you to be that surprised."

"Pfft~ Hachiman is A, A, A, A type? Impossible, impossible, absolutely impossible! How could this carefree, unpunctual, and uncoordinated loner be type A! No matter how you look at it, he doesn't have the slightest characteristic of an agricultural society. Thank you very much everyone."

"Damn it... I'm going to punch someone..."

I wanted to immediately reach out my right hand and grab the chin of the timber saddle. At that moment, Totsuka spoke, somewhat bewildered:

"I'm sorry... Actually, I was a little surprised too..."

"Toto-tsuka..."

I suddenly felt like I was about to cry.

"Oh, but I can give you a blood transfusion in an emergency!"

"Toto-tsuka~"

I suddenly shouted out in joy.

I wasn't the only one who was happy; a faint smile also appeared on Yukinoshita's lips.

"That's great. Thanks to Hachiman, the credibility of blood type divination has been completely overturned."

"Didn't I tell you not to say those things with a smile? It hurts me a lot."

"Ah, I'm so sorry... It was my oversight that I didn't consider the possibility of blood type falsification in a complicated family environment. I apologize to you."

Even when Yukino apologized, she was still aggressive.

"Don't you dare say those things in front of my sister! What if they find out we're not blood-related siblings? I don't know what I might do!"

Komachi is my younger sister, so I know how to keep things under control. But if she isn't, I'll shower her with affection.

Yuihama seemed to read my mind and cried out in exasperation:

"That's not just being a siscon, that's being a psychopath!"

"But Komachi doesn't think it's a problem. Ah, did that sentence earn Komachi points?"

"Your social skills are going to suffer! My sister's acting weird too! We really are siblings!"

"Oh dear~ Even though Komachi and her brother have different blood types, their personalities are still very similar. Their upbringing definitely has an impact~"

"That's right, like someone who likes celery and has many requirements."

They also fear summer the most and are easily swayed by others.

"What kind of family did you grow up in...? I really want to meet your parents..."

"Welcome, welcome! If you introduce Yukino-neechan to your parents, they'll be so touched they'll cry!"

Komachi happily extended the invitation, while Yukinoshita tilted her head in confusion.

"why?"

"Huh? Because that's my brother's..."

"Is it Hachiman's?"

"Hmm...nothing...strange~why isn't the flag standing up..."

Komachi was muttering something to herself, but her voice was drowned out by Yuihama's cough.

"Hmm, I... I'd also like to go check it out... because..."

At that moment, Komachi's eyes shone.

"Yui-neechan, please come to our house to play too! It's a done deal, it's a done deal♪"

"Okay, sure!"

These two have a really good relationship, but unfortunately they forgot something very important.

"But we have cats at home, so I think we should probably skip it. Aren't you afraid of cats?"

"Oh no! I forgot!"

Yuihama visibly became depressed, while Totsuka, on the other hand, reacted immediately to the word "cat".

"Huh? The Hachiman family's cat is so cute."

"Really? It always acts so arrogant. When you call its name, it wags its tail on the floor; the way it slurps water in the middle of the night is like a monster. And when I come home, it comes over and sniffs my smelly feet, then pretends to have trouble breathing."

Cats do exhibit these behaviors when they encounter humans they don't like. However, if you were to say it's cute, it certainly is.

Totsuka seems to like cats too, and doesn't agree with the various shortcomings I pointed out.

"Wow, it's so cute! Hmm, I really want to pet it more... Can I go to... Hachiman's house too?"