My youth romance is always confusing

"Ebina, wake up!"

The more lively the party is, the deeper the silence brought by the separation.

In the distance, Miura was pulling Ebina, who was half drunk from drinking juice, towards the station, but it seemed that the two of them were having a lot of fun.

Yuigahama smiled and waved at the two of them, but it was obviously meaningless for her to do so because no one would have eyes on the back of their head.

"Then I should also..."

Although I don't understand the sadness that is unique to girls, I also think that the best way to exit is to take advantage of this breeze of parting and disappear from everyone's sight like Kaito Kidd.

Although I don't think I could take even one gem with me.

But before I could finish, I felt a tearing sensation near my legs, which made me stop.

I looked down and saw Mitsuki pulling at my trouser legs.

What? Where are you from, little elf?

"Mizuki?"

"Say goodbye to the seniors."

We haven't even been together for a few days and this little guy actually dares to give me orders.

Damn it, has she discovered my true status in the family?

At such a young age, he is just like Komachi, a bad student.

"Yukinoshita, Yuigahama, we are going back too."

Having said that, my body was like a programmed sweeping robot that was perfectly triggered by Xiao Meiyue.

"Oh... Xiaoqi..."

When Yuigahama heard the voice, her cheerful expression instantly turned into hesitation.

Oh, is that it? The follow-up to the previous incident.

I scratched the back of my head, feeling a little embarrassed.

Although the birthday party was very lively, what happened before could not be forgotten.

It would be better to say that the arrival of Miura and Ebina diluted the awkward atmosphere between us, and we have to thank them both.

"Well, see you at school later. There are still follow-up matters to be dealt with for the previous commission. Of course, you will handle it."

Unlike Yuigahama who looked hesitant, Yukino on the side seemed very straightforward.

Thanks to her words, the slightly awkward atmosphere in the venue was diluted.

Of course, it would be better if the second half of the sentence was not added.

"There is a sequel. It's really troublesome."

Although Yukinoshita was usually very annoying, I have to say that what she said just now was of great help.

"Oh..oh! I'll help too!"

When talking about the club, Yuigahama became excited instantly as if he had been injected with chicken blood.

So, Ms. Yuigahama, what's so exciting about work?

Where did you come from? Are you the dachshund that was taken out to play by its owner?

"That's it, we'll go back first."

After that, taking advantage of the assist that Yukinoshita unintentionally made, I held Mitsuki's hand and started on the way home.

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In the end, the most important part of the birthday party was not carried out in public.

Yuigahama received the gifts from everyone but did not open them on the spot.

Perhaps it was because of the conflict between Yukinoshita and Miura that was so obvious that it was almost obvious on their faces.

If the gift given by someone is slightly unsatisfactory, I'm afraid someone will bombard the other person on the spot.

Just thinking about that scene gives me a huge headache.

"Hey, brother, are you back from your date with the beautiful sisters?"

Looking at Hachiman lying on the sofa like a potato smashed by a stick, Komachi, who had just returned home from cram school, instantly ignited her gossip fire.

What is this kid talking about.

I responded to my sister's illogical words by glaring.

"Ahh, that's scary."

Okay, okay, there’s no need to be afraid of the sound of reading like this.

Rather, it's very cute.

After taking back the declaration of sister-con in my heart, I slowly pulled myself out of the sofa.

"How is that possible? Have you ever seen anyone bring a child on a date?"

While they were talking, Mitsuki, who was organizing books in the room, ran out again.

After spending these days together, the little guy is no longer shy about talking between me and Komachi.

Before, when Mitsuki heard me talking to Komachi, she would never step out of her room.

"Mizuki, what are you holding in your hand?"

The little guy who came out of the room was holding not a book as I imagined, but a small box with exquisite packaging.

Moreover, her outfit was extremely flashy, which was totally unlike Mitsuki's usual style.

Hmm, this feeling, could it be...

As if to confirm my guess, Mitsuki untied the ribbon on the outside of the box without hesitation and opened it on the spot.

"It's a return gift from Yuigahama-senpai."

Miyue took out a handmade medal from a palm-sized box, with strange cartoon characters printed on it.

With my eyesight, it was difficult for me to tell which cartoon character was printed on it.

Could it be that Yuigahama is a more experienced anime otaku than me?

The idea had just popped into my mind when I discarded it.

Impossible, how could that real-life girl be a lonely and powerful anime otaku.

They are only worthy of singing praises of so-called youth loudly and noisily under the sun and the gaze of passers-by.

How could I be like me, enjoying the love of Pretty Cure in a room full of silence and respect.

I'm afraid this thing was not simply picked up by her from the counter of a store.

But before that...

"Why do you have one but I don't? We both gave each other gifts."

"I don't know, maybe Yuigahama-senpai finds you annoying."

The merciless words were like an ice spear, causing me 200 points of damage.

Hikigaya Hachiman cannot rise again.

"No, no matter how you put it..."

In front of my two sisters, I was like a loser in the battle for the alpha wolf position who was unwilling to admit defeat and was trying desperately to get back at the throne.

But little did she know that such an action seemed like a farce in Komachi's eyes.

"Wow... stop it, bro. That sucks."

So... so lame?!

Komachi, how can you say such cold words from your 36-degree mouth?

Uh uh, brother has to reconsider his love for you.

Komachi's words hurt me more than Yuigahama's different treatment.

"hateful."

But no matter what, I don't feel the slightest bit of resentment towards Komachi in my heart.

In the end, I could only lean my back hard against the penguin pillow on the sofa and keep rubbing my back against the pillow.

Whose fault is it all?

Yes, it was Yukinoshita's fault.

I illogically directed my anger toward the ice girl.

Although this is a crude method, it is effective.

After just a few breaths, the resentment caused by being despised by Komachi dissipated.

Just like dust being sucked away by a vacuum cleaner.

It’s really useful, the Yukinoshita vacuum cleaner.

Thinking this, I hugged the penguin pillow in front of me and began to rub it inhumanely.