My youth romance is always confusing

"So hot."

Half asleep and half awake, I felt my whole body covered with sweat, and the beads of sweat on the ends of my hair were about to fall off and even drip onto my eyelids.

The room is like a sauna now.

I was awakened by the heat that filled the room, and as soon as I opened my eyes I realized something was wrong.

The sound of the air conditioner outdoor unit, which was supposed to be playing all the time, has now disappeared.

The air conditioner hanging above the house has now closed its wide open mouth and turned into the taciturn Hikigaya No. 2.

"Ha. It's so hot. Is it already this hot at the beginning of May?"

When I opened the door, I saw Komachi fanning herself in the living room.

"Ah, brother, you're awake."

Seeing Hachiman coming out of the room, Komachi threw away the fan in her hand and walked over.

"What on earth is going on here?"

Needless to say, I'm asking about the current situation.

"You're talking about this. We gave a notice yesterday saying that the water and electricity will be cut off for a day. We can't come until at least the evening."

"Huh? In the evening, that means I'll have to endure this stuffy environment all day long."

Are you kidding? I'm dying of heat right now.

"It seems that the previous earthquake broke the line, and now we have to repair it everywhere."

"What a disaster this country is."

Since this is the case, there is no other way. Physical problems can only be solved through physics.

Komachi ignored Hachiman's complaints because she had somewhere to go next.

She stepped over Hachiman and picked up the clothes she needed to change from the sofa.

"That can't be helped. Komachi will be going to a cram school next, where there is free air conditioning."

"Damn it! There's no power outage over there! I can't accept this unfair situation!"

Looking at someone who was full of negative energy, Komachi was speechless.

But she has gotten used to it. After all, she has been a younger sister for more than ten years.

"Hey, hey~ The guy over there who's in the way, please get out of the way. Komachi needs to change clothes."

Tsk, why don’t you go back to your room and change your clothes?

But even though I thought so, my body still obediently made room for me and left the living room to Komachi.

After all, she is a candidate and my sister.

After a while, Komachi changed her clothes.

"Speaking of which, there is no water or electricity today, so I can't prepare breakfast. I'll have to ask you to figure it out on your own."

As Komachi was about to go out, she conveyed a helpless fact to Hachiman.

However, Hachiman was already mentally prepared, so he didn't say much.

"Breakfast, what should I eat?"

Taking out my cell phone, I looked at the time which showed that it was still early, and felt a little confused.

"Speaking of which, Hiratsuka-sensei still owes me a bowl of ramen. Do you want to honor it now?"

But after thinking about it, I gave up the idea.

It's a bit too early now, and it wouldn't be good to bother Mr. Hiratsuka.

Of course, the most important thing is that I haven't finished the report yet, and I don't want to see Mr. Hiratsuka again before I finish the report.

But, ramen.

It’s also nice to have ramen for breakfast. The one my dad took me to last time tasted really good.

It’s not far anyway and it’s next to the station, so just go and you can also use the air conditioning in the store.

Having made up my mind, I set off for the ramen shop.

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It was the weekend, but there were not many people in the store.

Thanks to this, I was able to eat breakfast so quickly.

He swallowed the noodles and soup into his mouth, and a feeling of satisfaction from being filled with food surged in his heart.

To be honest, this delicious dish ranks among the top three ramen I have ever eaten.

But when I was eating it, I always felt a sense of déjà vu.

Is it because the scene of accompanying my dad to eat last time was too profound?

Never mind. As long as the ramen tastes good, that’s all that matters.

With respect to the God of food, I enjoyed my breakfast.

But when I finished eating the ramen, there was still no one in the store.

It’s difficult to be in any industry these days.

This situation made me more determined not to work.

But the report always has to be submitted, and I still have no idea what to do.

I get a headache when I think about having to face that devil teacher if I don't finish the report on Monday.

"Forget it, the boat will straighten itself out when the time comes, let's just take it one step at a time."

There were no other diners in the restaurant, so I felt embarrassed to continue using the air conditioning.

Pushing open the shop door, I followed the sunlight into a new world.

Compared with the deserted scene inside the store, the side outside the store was crowded with people as it was close to the station. It was like two different worlds, separated by just a door.

What an irony.

But I didn’t have anywhere good to go now, so I just followed the crowd.

Sometimes it seems quite comfortable to just follow the crowd, after all, you don’t have to use your brain.

As I walked, I was swept into the station by the crowd.

"This is bad."

If I want to go out, I have to wait for these people to get on the bus and leave, otherwise I have to go against the crowd.

Physically speaking it's not very pleasant.

The thought of that kind of unnecessary physical contact makes me shudder.

Anyway, I'm just here to kill time, so there's no rush. Let's wait until the crowd disperses.

I stepped back and found a place where there weren't many people around to rest against the wall.

By the way, if I start working in the future, will I be like these people in the morning, having to run around because of the life of a corporate slave?

It feels terrible to think about it.

A little troubled by the fear of employment and reports, I suddenly wanted to go on a spontaneous trip.

I'm free today anyway.

But my wallet told me that I could only wander around Chiba City.

The reality of society is vividly reflected at this moment.

Damn it, even if it’s just once, I’m going to break this limit!

But I have hardly been outside Chiba City. The last time I went there was last week when I went out with my dad.

By the way, there are trains passing there anyway, so just take the tram and lie down.

Although there were a lot of people, there was air conditioning on the tram. It took five or six hours to go back and forth, so I could just enjoy the air conditioning for free.

I did it as soon as I thought of it. After buying the ticket, I followed the crowd and squeezed onto the tram.

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After a few hours, there were fewer people on the tram. After enjoying the air-conditioned seat for more than ten minutes, I followed the tram to the terminal.

This place is less than 20 minutes’ walk from the Chonggong family that I visited before.

I didn't expect that there would be so little traffic in front of Takamiya's house even though the distance was so close.

Is it too biased?

Since I was already here, I decided to walk towards Takamiya's house.

Sure enough, as the road extended, there were fewer and fewer vehicles around, and by the time we reached the gate of the courtyard, there were basically no cars to be seen.

This made me think for a moment that there might be some kind of inherent barrier set up here.

"what."

Passing through the gate, I could clearly see Mitsuki playing with a ball alone in the yard, just like she did when I came last week.

This kid doesn't seem to have many friends.

Looking at her, I was reminded of my childhood.

I remember that I was in the fourth grade at that time, and was the same age as Mitsuki is now.

All kinds of messed up things have happened to me, and it’s really hard to look back on them.

Being called a "frog" is still a mild case. In more serious cases, it almost becomes school violence.

It was thanks to Chiba's public security and education that they were able to stop their hands at the last moment.

Of course, it's possible that they think that 'Hikigaya' will dirty their hands.

Ha ha.

As usual, Miyue spent her time alone in the yard. In order not to cause trouble to her father, she usually stayed in the yard on weekends.

Of course, there were guests last week, and she didn't feel at ease staying in the yard.

She had a vague feeling that her father seemed to have told them something important last time, but she didn't know exactly what they said.

However, the big brother with dead eyes last time left an impression on her.

Although he looks gloomy, he is actually a surprisingly good person.

Hikigaya Hachiman.

Although this name only lasted for a short afternoon, it was undoubtedly the first friend in her life.

Maybe we'll have a chance to see each other again in the future.

Miyue stared at her hands in a daze.

Suddenly, she seemed to sense something and raised her head sharply.

Then I saw a boy standing quietly not far away.

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