My youth romance is always confusing

"Ah, Ebina-san, don't you think this fish looks a lot like someone over there, especially those lifeless eyes? It's really Hollywood-level acting."

In order to show the legitimacy of her language, Yukino even started tapping on the drawing paper with a pen.

Especially the fish eye area, it's almost had a hole knocked out of it.

"Hey, what do you mean?"

Could it be that this woman feels uncomfortable if she doesn't have a quarrel for a day?

I used my coldest eyes to transform into a lightsaber and stabbed at her, but it seemed that the lightsaber was useless, as Yukinoshita's shield offset it in an instant.

Yukino didn't show any sign of abnormality when being stared at by Hachiman. It seemed that she didn't think she had done anything wrong.

The smooth black hair fell from her shoulders, and the girl even tied up her hair at the ends with interest.

"Oh? Didn't someone say that himself? He even went to the teacher and boasted about it, saying something like DHA."

Damn, it was indeed that violent female teacher who told it.

The delicate face of Mr. Hiratsuka flashed through my mind, but my heart did not waver at all.

After all, no matter how beautiful a female teacher with a fighting ability score is, it is difficult for others to be interested in her.

Could this be the reason why she hasn’t found a boyfriend? Then she should write this in her composition next time.

Ah.

"It looks like Hikigaya-kun has agreed as well."

Ebina, who was standing on the stage, waited for a long time but didn't see Hachiman say anything else. It seemed that he had agreed.

"However, rather than my work, I think Ebina-san should be more concerned about Miura-san?"

"Uh...this."

Yukino's words made Ebina feel a little embarrassed. If there was anyone here who knew the least about Hikigaya, it would definitely be Miura. Even Ebina could imagine hundreds of chapters of gay novels like "Toxhachi", but Miura really had no impression of this boy who had always sat in the corner of the class.

"Hmph, don't look at it, I didn't draw anything."

Miura did not think there was anything unacceptable about her writing, and she openly put the white paper in front of her on the table.

The long golden hair was lifted up by the white right hand, and a disdainful expression appeared on Miura's face.

She glanced at Yukino who was pretending to be serious, and the corner of her mouth twitched.

"Oh, I thought it was my poor eyesight that made a mistake. I'm so sorry, Miura-san."

Before, Ebina hung everyone's drawing papers on the whiteboard, and Yukino spotted the white paper at a glance.

However, it is unknown whether she didn't guess it or was deliberately using this matter to make things difficult for Miura.

"Everyone has passed anyway, so it doesn't matter if I draw or not."

For Miura, she doesn't care about the situation of others, she only cares about the victory or defeat between her and Yukino.

However, these are meaningless to me. It has nothing to do with me whether Miura draws or not. But that woman Yukinoshita took the opportunity to hurt me, so I have to find a chance to retaliate, otherwise this woman will definitely become more aggressive.

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Anyway, no matter what happened, the game continued to pass the time.

Ebina posted one outrageous title after another, and the fight between the two women, Miura and Yukinoshita, was endless. But the strange thing was that neither of them had ever won against the other. They either won together or lost together, as if they had made an appointment.

After the final statistics, it turned out that I was the one who won the most times.

"Congratulations to Hikigaya-kun for winning this competition! Quack, quack!"

The referee Ebina brought over a strange-looking hat. If I was not mistaken, it looked like a birthday hat on a birthday cake.

"Hey, you gave me the wrong thing."

But after I pointed it out, Ebina still had no intention of taking it back and continued to hold the hat in the air with his hand.

"Clang clang! Then the winner of the competition will put the hat on the protagonist of our banquet today!"

The girl's slightly excited voice echoed in the somewhat empty living room.

So that's what she was planning.

But it doesn’t matter. I am one of the guests anyway, and it is my duty to do something for the host of the banquet.

But isn't this a bit cunning? Ebina-san.

I looked at her naughty face and couldn't help muttering in my heart.

This guy must have done this to evade responsibility.

Yuigahama on the other side also started to panic, as if she had never heard of such a thing before.

"I see."

But now is not the time to blame anyone, the right thing to do is to proceed honestly with Ebina.

I took the paper birthday hat, and the light feel of it almost made me think I was touching the report form I was submitting to Mr. Hiratsuka.

If I remember correctly, this thing should be a gift for buying a birthday cake. It really saves on raw materials.

Since we played games for the whole afternoon, the sun, which was originally high in the sky, is now hanging low in the sky. Judging from the time, it is almost time for dinner.

As an expert in cooking, Yukinoshita naturally walked to the kitchen and started cooking with the ingredients she had prepared previously.

The glowing blade danced on the vegetables, leaving the other people stunned.

"Wow, Yukinoshita-san is incredible!"

Looking at Yukino's skilled knife skills, even Ebina, who was helping with housework at home, couldn't help but sigh in admiration.

"Yes, yes, Xiaoxue's cooking skills are really-"

Yuigahama, who was being bullied by Ebina, suddenly felt a gaze coming from the side and closed her mouth involuntarily.

"Oh? Yukinoshita-san's cooking skills are so good."

Although it sounded like he was praising Yukino's cooking skills, judging from his tone, Miura didn't have the slightest bit of admiration at all.

However, her cooking skills were just barely acceptable, so no matter how unwilling she was to accept this, she could only take a step back.

After all, she didn't want to ruin Yuigahama's birthday party because of herself.

Although her previous conflict with Yukino had already affected the atmosphere.

With nothing to do, Xiao Meiyue sat on the sofa next to me and started playing with her mobile phone.

Is it really good for children nowadays to start playing with mobile phones at such an early age?

I was sitting on the sofa with nothing to do, waiting for dinner to start, while Miura was pulling Yuigahama and whispering something to her.

As for Ebina...she went to help that Yukinoshita woman.

There was no way. There were just too many things and she couldn't handle them all.

If two people aren't enough, I'll have to go over and help later.

Really, am I here to attend the party or to do hard labor?

"Come to think of it, Hachiman, it seems like you help in the kitchen at home as well."

"Eh?"

For some reason, Xiao Meiyue suddenly mentioned it, and the eyes of the others were suddenly focused on me.