My Youth Romantic Comedy Is Wrong As Expected

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Since that's the case, we'd better say goodbye now. If she takes the opportunity to invite us to dinner, that would be a serious matter. She's not ready to meet Hayama's parents yet! Now is the perfect time to leave!

"Then we're leaving."

"Yes, that's right."

Yuihama continued after me. Haruno and Hayama nodded as well, probably thinking the timing was perfect.

"what……"

Only Xuexia's gaze wandered aimlessly, at a loss.

Seeing that she was spying on our and Haruno's reactions, Haruno sighed slightly and stared at Yukino.

"Where's Yukino?"

"What's the meaning……"

"Are you going to the dinner party? Or not? This dinner party is also to celebrate your birthday. I've taken care of my things, so it's up to you whether you go or not."

Haruno's tone was somewhat cold. Just now she was so insistent on calling Yukino out, but now she was surprisingly resigned.

I don't think that all Haruno needs to do is give her a birthday present, but in any case, the decision rests with Yukinoshita.

"……yes."

Despite saying this, Yukinoshita struggled to make a decision, cautiously glancing at me and Yui repeatedly. Yui, seeing this, gave a faint, wry smile.

"Um, don't worry about us, we're fine."

"Yes. We were planning to go back anyway."

"yes……"

Yukinoshita gave a vague response, lowered her head, and Yuihama's expression was also somewhat melancholy. However, she suddenly had an idea and quietly took out the bag she had tucked under her arm.

"Oh, right, here you go. It's a bit early, even though tomorrow isn't your birthday."

Yui handed the bag containing the gift to Yukinoshita. "Since she's already given her gift, I'll give mine too."

"Happy birthday."

“Thank you…”

Yukino stared at the gift in surprise, frozen in place, before finally managing to utter a broken sound after a while. She clutched the gift tightly to her chest, a smile spreading across her face.

Yuihama laughed along with her.

"Oh, I'm going to prepare a cake, and we'll have a proper celebration at school later!"

This statement was likely a thoughtful gesture from Yui.

Saying goodbye to a friend in this situation feels like driving them away, leaving a lingering resentment. In that case, I should learn from her spirit.

Goodbye.

I slightly raised my hand, and Yukinoshita's lips curled into a faint smile. Yuihama's feelings seemed to have been conveyed, as Yukinoshita gently waved her half-open hand.

"Okay... goodbye."

"Okay, goodbye!"

Yuihama, full of energy, raised her hand to say goodbye.

I stood up from my seat and nodded to Yang Nai.

"We'll be going now..."

Yang Nai waved casually, while Hayama watched me and Yuihama step out of the store with a cheerful smile.

The store entrance is not far from the elevator.

No one else was going to use this floor; the only sound in the empty space was the footsteps of me and Yui.

"Cake—which kind should I buy—strawberry whipped cream, or chocolate…?"

When I stood in front of the elevator button, Yuihama cheerfully struck up a conversation with me.

"It doesn't matter, just choose the one you like..."

Yuihama made a sullen "Mmm."

"Oh—you're helping me think of something too. I like both, I can't decide... Ah! I wonder if we could make half of each?"

"It's not a pizza..."

In short, I'll have to think about which cake to choose on the way back. I replied helplessly, reaching for the elevator button.

There are two buttons in front of the finger.

A triangle pointing upwards, and a triangle pointing downwards.

You can only press one of them.

The hand reaching for the button in mid-air unconsciously froze in mid-air.

Which one is it?

The question that was blown away by the night wind that whispered to me resurfaced in my mind.

I couldn't answer the question, and eventually gave up trying, my arm hanging limply at my sides.

Once that faint light is lit, it can never be turned off.

However, if no choice is made, there is nowhere to go and the person can only remain in the same place.

Choose the right path and go where I belong.

Therefore, I pressed that one and only button.

"to be continued"

Epilogue to Yui's Story (Part 1)

Goodnight everyone, this is Watari.

This time, I also wrote the afterword in Watari's room on the fifth floor of Shogakukan in Kanda-Hitotsubashi-Jimbocho, Tokyo.

I really don't think I'll ever be freed from this eerie place called the "Walking Room".

Guo Qing is clearly finished... why...?

That's because I did other work at Shogakukan besides my work with the female lead... Writing the truth would anger a lot of people, so I hope everyone can keep it a secret. Of course, I also did a lot of work with the female lead. It's already finished...

No, maybe it's because it's finished.

Some things can only be seen after everything has come to an end, after some time has passed, and from a distance. Some things can only be written after the story you wanted to write has been finished.

Some things can only be seen clearly from a distance, while others cannot be seen clearly because of that distance.

Her current position is perhaps close to that point.

A mere step—no, half a step—depends on one's direction; it can be seen as moving ahead or behind. Since everyone's stride is different, is that half-step distance being shortened, widened, or should it be maintained?

Although the ending is still unclear, this is her story. That is to say, it is, of course, her story.

The first episode of "My Teen Romantic Comedy SNAFU" has ended.

Seriously, how come there are so many versions of "Guo Qing"? There are way too many! It's already finished, why are there so many? Is this some kind of expansion pack for a computer game? I often think that. For my own sake, I've compiled the following information.

This collection of short stories includes epilogues to the main story: *My Teen Romantic Comedy SNAFU: Yukino Side*, *My Teen Romantic Comedy SNAFU: ONPARADE*, *My Teen Romantic Comedy SNAFU: Yui Side*, and *My Teen Romantic Comedy SNAFU: Allstars*. There are four collections in total. For readers unfamiliar with short story collections, I give you the right to investigate! I've written a lot, you'll definitely want to read it, right? Writing stories from that person's perspective is so much fun!

Next up is the third-year arc of *My Teen Romantic Comedy SNAFU Climax*, which I casually mentioned would be a completely new, canonical sequel after the anime *My Teen Romantic Comedy SNAFU Climax* ended. This is a bonus item on the Blu-ray and DVD of the anime *My Teen Romantic Comedy SNAFU Climax*. Interested readers should definitely check it out.

There's also a short story collection called *My Youth Romantic Comedy Was Wrong After All. 14.5*. Just looking at the mysterious number 14.5 tells you that this book also includes stories after the main story. Please take good care of it!

Finally, there's *My Youth Romantic Comedy Was Wrong As Expected. ponkan⑧ART WORKS*, a picture book by the great ponkan⑧. Therefore, please consider purchasing this picture book as a mission for us, the apostles of the great ponkan⑧. No, "mission" isn't enough. It's destiny.

Ah, I mentioned in the afterword of episodes 14 and 55 that I wanted to quickly talk about the common occurrence of unripe fruit, so I'll talk about it now. The common occurrence of unripe fruit. The description of unripe fruit differs from "another" in many places.

In short, that's it. I have many works related to Guoqing. If you are willing to accompany me for a while longer, I would be very happy.

When everything comes to an end, please be sure to say this with me.

Goodbye, all you green fruit.

The following is an acknowledgment.

Ponkan⑧ God! God! Thank you so much! The illustrations this time are amazing! Also, the Green Fruit Hell has begun again! I won't let you escape... Please continue to save me and move towards the next decade! Please continue to guide me in the future. Thank you very much.

Editor Hoshino-sama. See?! You got it all sorted out this time too! Hehehe! So easy that I even typed "Hehehe" instead of "Hihama-san" [Note]! Hehehe! Although I don't know about future plans, or rather, I don't want to know, even if you told me, I'd just ignore it all, but I'll definitely be fine next time too! Hehehe! Thank you for your hard work. Hehehe!

Note: The Japanese pronunciation of "Gahama" is similar to that of "Gahaha".

To the staff across the multimedia platforms: I have received your support across various media, including the anime, manga, and more. While the original works have temporarily concluded, related projects and projects continue to be released, all thanks to your hard work. I am truly grateful. Please continue to support me in the future.

And to all the readers. Thank you all for your continued support. It's thanks to everyone's support that I can continue writing about this world in the form of "Guoqing's Knot." This story is named "Knot" in many ways, and I hope you will all read to the end. Because of you, Guoqing exists!

That's all for now. The next installment should be the second part of the series. I can't say for sure, but let's see each other in other works by Guo Qing!

One day in August, I was drinking MAX coffee for no apparent reason.

Travel

Knot 1: Yui's Story Illustration

End 2 Yui's story Interlude

Taiwanese version from Angel Anime Forum

Light Bookshelf × Angel Anime Entry Team

Image source: Hai

Input: kid

I don't know who created the playlist, but it keeps playing from my headphones.

The desk lamp on my desk, which I've used since I was a child, is a little loose and droops listlessly.

The constantly flashing lights resembled someone rubbing their sleepy eyes.

I poked the desk lamp with the end of my ballpoint pen to adjust its position. The desk lamp stretched lazily and then lowered its head slightly.

There's just no way to deal with it. I couldn't help but chuckle.

The hunchbacked desk lamp emitted a soft glow, illuminating the newly purchased diary.

I wrote my words, one by one, on a pure white sheet of paper.

The food I ate that day, the videos I watched that day, the LINE chat messages, and the uninspiring desk lamp.

Thinking of something, having something on my mind, something I thought of but couldn't say out loud.

I never usually write a whole page; the area around my middle fingernail gets so tired.

After finally filling a whole page, I've finally reached the seventh page.

This is my new record.

This isn't my first time writing a diary, but I usually only manage to keep it up for a few days, either because I'm too tired, accidentally fall asleep, or have to go out that day. Afterwards, I hurriedly try to recall the entries and finish writing several days' worth at once, and then I never open the diary again... It's all been similar experiences.

It's not because life is too boring.

I have so many feelings I want to record in my diary, but I'm not good at describing them with beautiful sentences. I always hit a roadblock halfway through. If it were him or her, they could definitely write a long, flowing piece.

However, I tried my best in my own way.

I'm not used to writing a diary, and I don't know what to write, but I'm trying my best.

Or perhaps it's more accurate to say they tried too hard. Or took it too seriously?

I wrote a lot of words on the first and second days of the new year.

I was probably too excited. After all, my emotions were inexplicably high at the time.

However, starting from the third day, the word count decreased significantly, and I would add things that happened the previous day, such as how my expression seemed strange when I went shopping yesterday.

Looking back at my earlier diary entries, I sometimes see that my tone has become unusually casual, making one wonder who I'm talking to, or that I've written some profound quotes that make one want to criticize who I'm even talking to. I might also suddenly write about how delicious the Date roll is, or record the titles of songs from movies I randomly picked to play, and so on.

It was all written by me, but it sounds like it was written by different people.

Disorganized and intermittent.

Therefore, even what was written in the diary seemed like a lie.

It would be better to at least use the same pen. Fountain pens seem kind of cool… I added another trivial detail.