My youth romance is always confusing

"So, what is Hiratsuka-sensei planning to do by inviting everyone to come together?"

We can't really bring this group of people out just to eat a bowl of ramen. Regardless of the fact that Miura Ebina is on holiday, Yuigahama Kawasaki is the owner of the store. If he delays the opening of the store for an entire morning just for a bowl of noodles, it would really be a waste of time.

Hiratsuka Shizuka put her hands around Hachiman's neck with a wicked smile on her face.

"What are you talking about? Isn't this a consolation meeting for you who are recuperating at home?"

"Huh? Recovering from illness? I..."

Before I could even come up with an excuse, I remembered that the excuse I gave to Yuigahama and the others before was that I was recuperating at home.

"Yep."

In this case, I have no choice but to grit my teeth and hold on.

Seeing Hachiman slowly falling into her trap, Hiratsuka Shizuka laughed even louder in her heart.

—Let's just let people think there's something wrong with your body, Hikigaya!

So she didn't forget to add some exaggeration.

"Young people should exercise moderation, too."

"Ok?"

I had no idea what Hiratsuka-sensei was talking about, but I didn't show any resistance.

After seeing this scene, Yuigahama and Kawasaki, who were whispering just now, became more certain of their thoughts.

"Ah, Xiaoqi, there's nothing to be ashamed of when you're sick. Just take care of yourself."

"Staying up late less and going to bed earlier is better than anything else."

Yuigahama and Kawasaki began to sing the same tune again.

——So this is to comfort me when I’m sick.

No way!

It would be fine if others didn't know, but Hiratsuka-sensei was there that night, so how could she not know?

What exactly is this guy's purpose?

I stared at Mr. Hiratsuka's manly face for a long time without saying a word.

"I say, why did you get this disease? Didn't Yukinoshita keep an eye on you?"

After listening to what Yuigahama said, Miura asked Hachiman with a helpless look on his face.

"Ah, it's basically my own fault, not Yukino's."

Hey, Mr. Hiratsuka, what kind of excuse are you making?

I blinked my eyes quickly to hint to Hiratsuka-sensei, but unfortunately the woman still ignored me.

"Snapped!"

Shizuka Hiratsuka came up with a good idea as her fair right hand pounded on her thigh, which was covered by slim-fit trousers.

"We've finished our ramen, so why don't we do something fun?"

"Rejected. You are not in high school anymore. Why is the teacher still acting like a child?"

I immediately raised my right hand in protest.

"Eh? It's so hard to come out here, it would be boring just to eat."

Yuigahama's eyes lit up when she heard Hiratsuka-sensei's suggestion, but after hearing Hachiman's words, they began to fade.

If this continues, Yuigahama No. 1 will crash into the desert!

Fortunately, at this time, the tanker No. 2 Ebina caught up.

"Yeah, yeah. Anyway, we finally came out for a while, and if we go back, we'll just lie on the sofa, right, Yumiko?"

Miura breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Ebina was no longer harassing him.

"Isn't it good? It's better than being alone at home."

Even the Queen of Fire has spoken, so the only one left is Kawasaki.

I slowly turned my head towards the Kawasaki.

The long-haired beauty was stunned when she noticed Hachiman was staring at her.

"I...I can do it."

Come on, there's nothing we can do about this guy.

I sighed silently in my heart.

"So? I didn't bring anything. What can I play?"

Seeing that everyone had nothing in their hands, at most they brought a mobile phone. If there were no props, there would not be much difference between offline activities and online activities.

But I don't know where Shizuka Hiratsuka took out the sticks from.

"You really came prepared, Hiratsuka-sensei."

Looking at the teacher's unhesitating actions, I felt that she must have thought about it a long time ago.

After being exposed by me, Mr. Hiratsuka was not embarrassed at all, but burst into laughter.

"Haha, Hikigaya, don't worry about those details, let's play the King's Game."

"King's Game? It's not popular anymore. It's a noisy activity for students at Christmas parties—"

The conversation was interrupted.

"What's wrong with that? We are all old classmates anyway."

Ah, it's the Fire Queen.

"Forget it, if you think it's okay, then fine."

What is there to fight with five women, not to mention a nearly 40-year-old female teacher in menopause?

However, Hachiman's perfunctory attitude did not reduce everyone's interest.

Especially a certain group.

"King's Game? I haven't played it for a long time. I haven't played it with Xiaoqi and the others before. Come on, play, come on."

Anyway, just have fun, why shake Kawasaki's arm?

"Ah... yeah."

Look, Kawasaki is no longer capable of doing this.

He even started to stutter when he spoke.

With everyone's unanimous agreement, everyone put the ramen bowls on the table together, leaving some empty space.

In front of everyone is a chopstick holder with skewers in it.

"Who is the king?"

Using the slogan from ten years ago, everyone put their hands close to the chopstick holder and pulled out their own sticks.

Ah, it's number two.

I looked at the lot I drew in front of me and saw that the number two was written on the bottom. That meant he shouldn't be the king, but an executive candidate to be elected.

Don't choose me. Don't choose me.

Just like praying that the teacher doesn't call on you in math class, the ostrich strategy was activated again.

"Ah, I am the king!"

With a somewhat joyful voice, the one elected as the king of this round is the Queen of Fire.

Well, it's very suitable, but why do you look so happy? You are not a child anymore.

Miura realized that he had enjoyed the game a little too much and coughed twice in a pretentious manner.

"Ahem, number three will sing a song."

Great, that's not me.

Having escaped the disaster, I finally put down the heavy burden in my heart.

Number three? Who is number three?

With a hint of schadenfreude, I looked at the people in front of me.

After a long time, Kawasaki raised his hand with a blushing face.

"Three...Number three is me."

Seeing that it was Kawasaki, Miura raised his eyebrows, and then urged in a voice without any emotion: "Really? Then let's get started."

"I...I'm not very good at singing."

Kawasaki, who felt helpless about the content of the game, once again showed an embarrassed expression.

"Huh? Didn't you sing it during college?"

Perhaps because he was a little surprised, Miura couldn't control his emotions when speaking this time.

"what?"

Perhaps because the Fire Queen's words contained a hint of sarcasm, Kawasaki's radar reacted automatically.

Seeing that something was wrong, Shizuka Hiratsuka quickly stepped forward to smooth things over.

"Ahem, Kawasaki, just any pop song will do, just sing a few lines."

Shizuka Hiratsuka thought she had done a good thing and patted her chest.

But after hearing what the teacher said, Kawasaki lowered his head even lower.

"That... won't happen either."

The sound was like that of a mosquito, and only Yuigahama, who was sitting close, could hear it.

Therefore, the only one who can save the situation at this time is her, who is the one creating the atmosphere.

"Ah...well, let's sing the school song then. The school song is also a song, right, Yumiko?"

"Ah, um."

Miura, who had only casually proposed a request, had never expected that someone could practice without being able to sing a single song.

Now that Yui has given the way, just continue down quickly.

Thus, this round ended with Kawasaki's trembling voice.

But when Kawasaki finished singing and sat down, she glared at Hachiman with her somewhat fierce eyes, with a little bit of blush still remaining on her face.

Hey, hey, why are you glaring at me? And you look so gritting your teeth, are you trying to torture me? It was clearly Miura's request.

After sitting down, Kawasaki shook off his previous decadence and put on the demeanor of a general.

Saki Kawasaki, the general is out!

This is terrible. Is this how all girls play games?

"Who is the King?"

Hmm, why is it number two again?

Although I don't really want to be king, it's annoying to always be a candidate.

"Ahaha, it's me this time."

The violent female teacher got the title of king this time.

Don't get picked on by this guy.

I was a little nervous and my hands were sweating. When I realized it, I quickly took a tissue and wiped my palms.

Just as Hachiman was wiping the sweat off his hands, the sharp-eyed Hiratsuka Shizuka immediately took a look.

"Number two, stand on your head for one minute!"

Hachiman, who didn't know what was going on, was hit.

"I?"

I stood up with a bit of bewilderment and looked at the king this time.

"Teacher, I am a patient. Is it really okay to do this?"

After giving her some hints, I hit back at her using the excuses the teacher had made.

As if he hadn't expected this trick, Mr. Hiratsuka shook his head and said, "Then... let's change it to 10 seconds. Well, the patient also needs some exercise."

Well, I had no intention of avoiding the past completely. I thought the price was acceptable, so I didn’t continue bargaining.

But after all, it is a store and we cannot use other people’s walls and doors recklessly.

"Teacher, give me a hand."

I used the teacher as a support and got through this stage.