My youth romance is always confusing

"Beef, pork, fish, chicken, you are really amazing, you can cook so many kinds of meat."

Now I am walking back with the bags of food I just bought, and Yukinoshita in front of me seems to be still picking something.

Yukinoshita paused for a moment as she looked at the fish and shrimp in front of her.

"Nothing much, just some simple dishes."

I'm sorry that I can't even cook simple dishes.

"However, as long as Yui doesn't mess things up, I still have some confidence in my skills."

As she spoke, a smile appeared on the corners of her mouth.

Is Yuigahama still at the same level now?

I shuddered as I thought of the cookies she had made me.

Quietly, Yukinoshita and I quickly purchased the ingredients. Sure enough, without Yukinoshita Haruno's interference, the task was completed quickly.

Yukinoshita bent down and handed me the thing in her hand.

"This should be the last one. Let's go out and wait for my sister."

Just when I thought the purchase was over peacefully, I went out and saw Yukinoshita Haruno carrying a big bag of tomatoes and eating them in front of the cart.

"Hmm? Yukino-chan, here, here!"

Yang No waved the half-eaten tomato.

What? Where are you from, kid?

"Sister, you can eat these things after they have been washed."

How can you eat something you just bought from the mall?

Yukino was going to say that, but she saw that Haruno actually used mineral water to wash tomatoes, which...

"Hehe, how could I not pay attention to hygiene and safety?"

"No, the water you used before this was problematic. Who uses bottled water to wash vegetables?"

Even I was shocked.

Yukino sighed as she looked at her sister's face covered with food, then took out some toilet paper and carefully wiped the corners of her mouth.

"Be careful about your image when you are out there, sister."

"Hehe~"

Just like a guy who is obsessed with his daughter and masturbated his daughter last night, Yang No's expression now is exactly the same as Yukino's at that time.

But she was not just happy by herself, she was also thoughtful enough to share her happiness with me.

If that defiant look could be considered sharing.

Even if you continue to show off like this, it's useless to me. Now I'm at best just Yukinoshita's classmate, barely half a friend.

It would be better if you did this to my future self.

"But I remember I bought tomatoes and other things yesterday, and I bought another bag today. Isn't that a bit too much?"

"Ah, I wanted to buy that myself. I really like that one, and it's my birthday today, Yukino-chan."

Yang No started her older sister offensive against her younger sister, but this time Yukino didn't refute her.

Instead, he nodded, after all, Yang Noi was making a reasonable point.

This scene should have been a display of sisterly love if I hadn't seen the teasing expression that Yang No secretly made to me.

Damn it, how could this guy like to eat tomatoes? If that's true, then Hiratsuka-sensei would have known about it a long time ago. I guess he did it on purpose to mess with me. As for Yukinoshita, maybe it was also to improve little Yuna's picky eating habits? How despicable, Yukinoshita Haruno, using Yukinoshita's love for her daughter to break through the defense line, just to disgust me.

Haha, but don’t forget, there are three of us here. You have offended three people from the Tomato Alliance before the game even starts. You will be in trouble tonight.

Hikigaya Hachiman chose to endure here for the time being.

After sending the two of them downstairs, I planned to drive directly to pick them up.

"Ah, you guys go back first, I'll go get Komachi and the others."

After working hard for a while in the morning, I looked up and found that it was almost noon.

After telling the two sisters, I drove back to my hometown.

These two people might be eating at this time. Oh, by the way, Mitsuki doesn’t seem to like tomatoes either.

When I got to the door, I called the two little guys and they immediately appeared from the door.

They were each holding two boxes.

Looking at the two people squeezing into the car, I started chatting with them.

"Anything else for Yang No?"

What I was asking about was, of course, the gifts.

"Eh? Don't you need one for Sister Yang Nao?"

Mitsuki probably comes here less often, and now when asked she actually gives a stupid answer.

Komachi knew what had happened between Sister Yangno and her brother in the past two days. After all, she was the one who reported the little news every day.

"Don't worry about what the old man says, but anyway, what did you give me?"

Both of them prepared gifts on their own over the past two days, and now they don't know what the other is giving.

"They are just children, so just give them toys."

Miyue's thoughts coincide with someone's, she really deserves to be brought up by someone.

As she said this, she deliberately shook the big gift box in her hand.

"Hey~ Toys, that's great. When I was a kid, Komachi also wanted to receive toys for her birthday."

Komachi recalled her childhood with envy.

It’s not that she doesn’t have toys, but she doesn’t like the things her parents gave her very much. Basically, she would happily accept them, but would never use them.

"But I really like the one my brother gave me."

Ah, when I was staying at home with Komachi before, I saw that she liked something very much. Later, I finally bought it for her before her birthday with the pocket money I saved up. But what was it? I can't remember clearly.

"I'm glad you still remember it."

"No, no, Komachi remembers everything about my brother. Ah, what Komachi said just now is very impressive."

Really, Komachi is really cute even when she pretends to be cute. Or rather, she is cute no matter what.

"So what did you give to Sister Yang Noi, Mitsuki?"

Compared to the big box of toys, the other box looks a little small.

It's square, could it be a book?

"As a college student, I don't know what to give to a working person like Yang Nai-jie, so I decided to give her something from my previous club."

Mitsuki placed the small box on top of the big box.

"Club? Isn't that the anime club from before?"

I know what Mitsuki got in college. After all, she was used as a laborer there before.

"Yeah, what I gave you is the cosplay photos I took at the comic convention."

Cos? Would the sporty beauty Yukinoshita Haruno like this? I guess it will just be thrown into a corner and collect dust.

“The one I took with my brother.”

The second half of Mitsuki's words nearly made my heart stop, and my hands on the steering wheel became a little unsteady.

I quickly slowed down the car and adjusted my condition.

"Eh? You went to take cosplay photos with brother before? Is that true? I thought brother just worked as a porter."

Surprised by Mitsuki's words, Komachi didn't notice anything wrong with the car.

This is not good, this is not good. If that thing is taken by Yukinoshita Haruno, it feels like something bad will happen.

"Well, your sister Yang Nai isn't really interested in otaku culture or anything like that, do you want to change to someone else?"

I tried to persuade Mitsuki to give up this dangerous idea.

But Mitsuki was a bit embarrassed, "It's too difficult to change at this time. Although it's not to my interest, I still have some confidence in my cosplay."

No, no, no, of course you are confident, but I am not confident in myself.

It seems that there is no way to stop this, and I can only leave it to fate. But for me, it’s nothing, isn’t it? I’m just taking a photo in a high school uniform. But it will be hard for me in the future. I’m afraid that when I go out, Yukinoshita Haruno will ridicule me and say, “Where did this high school student come from?”

I rushed back home with my sister and gifts.

"Ok?"

I noticed a bright yellow sports car in the parking space. Maybe Mr. Hiratsuka had arrived.

As expected, as soon as I opened the door, I saw Mr. Hiratsuka searching the refrigerator for a drink.

"How many times have I told you, there is no wine in the refrigerator, teacher."

"What? It's scary to talk all of a sudden, okay?"

Hiratsuka Shizuka stopped looking for something.

"Hello, Mr. Hiratsuka."

"Hello, Mr. Hiratsuka."

The two younger sisters behind Hachiman are also close friends with Hiratsuka Shizuka. Needless to say, Komachi, Hachiman had seen her many times when he was in high school. Later, when Hiratsuka Shizuka moved back, Komachi also went there for a while. As for Mitsuki, her story was even simpler. She often went to the Service Club when she was in elementary school, and when she grew up, she was directly taught by Hiratsuka Shizuka.

"Hey, you two too."

Shizuka Hiratsuka picked up a can of coffee and sat down on the sofa.

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