My youth romance is always confusing

"Dang~dang~dang~"

The church bells rang slowly.

For some reason, I was standing in front of everyone in a white suit, and next to me was Mr. Hiratsuka with his hair tied in a big ponytail.

She was wearing a white wedding dress with a white flower pinned to her temples. She was holding the microphone and her voice was choked with sobs.

Shizuka Hiratsuka wrinkled her nose and forced back the tears that were about to flow.

Finally! Finally today! She is getting married too!

"...Dad, Mom, and Hachiman's parents, please forgive me for what happened today."

She held the microphone and looked excitedly at the people in the audience.

The wedding speech began, and Shizuka Hiratsuka could no longer control the tears that she had just tried so hard to hold back. The tears burst out, staining her entire face with their color.

Not sure if it was because she was moved or for some other reason, but Hiratsuka Shizuka's voice trembled slightly.

The old fathers in the audience also shed tears like heavy rain, but Hachiman's father was probably because someone finally wanted his son, and Hiratsuka Shizuka's father was because someone finally wanted his daughter.

Eh? It seems to be about the same idea.

only...

—Hey, what’s going on here? Getting married? Are you serious?

As the person involved, I just stood there and watched Hiratsuka-sensei speak by himself.

To be honest, I was a little confused and didn't understand what was going on, but I knew this was the so-called wedding ceremony.

In that case, wouldn't marrying Hiratsuka-sensei be the perfect way to fulfill my creed?

'I'll lose my job', with such a strong belief, I actually felt that there was nothing wrong with marrying Mr. Hiratsuka.

By the way, I can be a house husband.

As for her marriage thoughts which were like a will, it was probably just due to the relationship between student and teacher, so don't take it to heart.

Emm

This is so embarrassing, when will this end?

I stood there stupidly, weighing the pros and cons like an outsider, without thinking about what marriage meant at all.

But if you think about it the other way around, isn't this the way mature adults think when they weigh the pros and cons?

How mature of me.

Meanwhile, Hiratsuka Shizuka was still lamenting her past sufferings and current happiness, and did not pull Hachiman to talk.

"Looking back, whether it was that I had always been single or that I had been his homeroom teacher, all of this was the beginning of the flow of fate."

Everyone in the audience, starting with Komachi, showed expressions of shock.

Maybe it's my illusion.

Anyway, the other party is a civil servant, has a stable job, is in great shape, and his age... at least you can't tell from his appearance, he is well maintained.

"From now on...I will be a qualified wife and educator, and always stay by his side."

As soon as Mr. Hiratsuka finished speaking, crying sounds were heard from the audience, making the atmosphere feel like a wake. It was clearly a happy wedding, but hey, I'm not dead yet.

But there are always little incidents at times like this.

"Hachiman~Hachiman~"

A girl, also wearing a white wedding dress, ran onto the wedding stage.

That face that seemed like an angel was now filled with anxiety.

"To...Totsuka?"

My mind is blank now.

"Hachiman, you're marrying Hiratsuka-sensei, but what about me?"

Totsuka showed a shy look, causing the crowd below to burst into an uproar.

"Okay, you have another woman. We won't get married. Xiaojing, come on, follow daddy."

The old man in the audience became furious and reached out to pull Hiratsuka Shizuka away.

"this...."

I was still in shock and couldn't even utter a complete sentence.

Seeing that Hachiman didn't react, Totsuka stepped forward and hugged him.

"Hachiman, Hachiman, please say something."

The people in the audience also started to riot, and those who couldn't stand the scene rushed over.

In my hasty response, I fell down and the back of my head hit the ground heavily. Suddenly, everything went dark in front of my eyes.

You lose 250 bucks because you are beaten by the crowd.

But vaguely, Totsuka's anxious voice could still be heard.

"Totsuka~Totsuka~"

Between being half asleep and half awake, a few words of dream talk occasionally popped out of Hachiman's mouth.

Before I knew it, my hand touched something furry.

"Hush~"

What? Are these Totsuka's angel wings?

"Hush!"

While I was still in a state of confusion, I straightened up.

"What? It's Kamakura."

No wonder I always feel like something is pressing down on me.

Waved it away.

"Hush~"

Kamakula ran out of the room.

"Come to think of it, that dream just now was so scary. How could Hiratsuka-sensei appear? Was it because the workplace visit questionnaire was too stressful? Please don't do it again. It's so scary."

Facing the first ray of sunshine in the morning, I stretched my body.

"Good morning, asshole world."

Hikigaya Hachiman is fed up with society and his surroundings.

But even so, he still has to face the daily routine - going to school.

"Oh no, is it this time already?"

I picked up my phone and saw that I was already late. If it was any later, I would be declared late.

I hurriedly tried to change my clothes but found that I was already wearing the Sobu High School uniform.

"Eh? Did I sleep in my school uniform last night?"

Although I can't remember it clearly, it helps a lot now. This is me last night.

When I rushed out of the room, I found that the house was empty.

My parents are office workers, and I'm used to them going out early and coming back late every day, but it's a bit strange that even Komachi is not here.

"Come to think of it, she seemed to have said yesterday that she would leave early today. Damn, she didn't even call me when she left."

I grabbed a piece of bread and rode my bike to school.

There are few students along the way and we are about to be late.

Finally, at the last moment before the school bell rang, I arrived at school.

"Huh, are you in time?"

However, Hachiman, who was immersed in his escape, did not realize that there were even more serious things waiting for him.

noon.

"As the ancients said, if you work, you lose. Labor is just a means to seek returns according to risks. So seeking high returns with low risks is the meaning of labor."

In a corner of the staff room, there is a reception area with no one around. There is a set of black leather sofas and a glass table. The window next to it is wide open, and the library can be vaguely seen.

The early summer breeze gently blew on my face, blowing the papers around at the same time.

The high heels kept tapping on the ground, making a series of noises, but to me it sounded like the footsteps of approaching death.

"Young girls often dream of becoming a bride in the future, but in fact, it is not because they think they will look good in a wedding dress, but simply because of biological instinct."

The black trousers couldn't hide the long legs, which were enough to seduce any male creature. The figure continued upward along the slim waist...

Ah, why does he have such a face? He looks like a demon returning from hell.

Of course, I’m not talking about the appearance, but the other person’s expression right now is really scary.

"Therefore, my decision to 'stay at home instead of working' is also quite normal and legitimate, so the place I decided to do my internship this time is - my own home."

After reading the workplace internship report submitted by Hachiman, Hiratsuka Shizuka took a deep breath and forced herself to suppress the anger in her heart.

Forget it, I can’t suppress it anymore.

"Peng!"

The white palm placed the report on the glass table, making a loud noise, which made people worry about the slightly shaking table.

But at this moment, I am more worried about my own safety.

——No, we have to get away with it quickly.

"Look at that, Mr. Hiratsuka. It's like if you don't do something you haven't done before, how can you know you can't do it? Just like I want to be a househusband, maybe Mr. Hiratsuka will look beautiful in a wedding dress? Ahaha."

Suddenly, I thought of Ms. Hiratsuka in her wedding dress in my dream. To be honest, even with my discerning eyes, I couldn't find any flaws in her.

However, Hachiman's flattery unfortunately fell on the horseshoe of Hiratsuka Shizuka.

She felt as if Hachiman was mocking her in a roundabout way.

At this time, no need to show mercy!

"The first punch of impact!"

Before I could react, Hiratsuka Sensei's powerful punch hit me directly in the abdomen.

"Goo~Hmm."

I lay on the sofa like a monster defeated by Ultraman.

"If you don't want to take the second punch from Annihilation, then be quiet."

"Please spare me the final blow that will kill you."

I lay on the sofa like a dead fish, trembling and blowing bubbles.

"It's good if you understand."

Hiratsuka Shizuka smiled and stood aside.

After a while, I recovered and faced Hiratsuka-sensei again.

"Really? Hasn't the service club life these days changed you at all?"

Shizuka Hiratsuka is having a headache because of her student.

If this continues, she always feels that something bad will happen.

"Ha, the service department is nothing."

It seems that there were indeed a few problem children coming over during the past two days, but no effort was wasted in solving their problems.

"As for the report, I will rewrite it."

Facing the reality, I chose to give in here.

After all, anyone who goes against Mr. Hiratsuka at school will never have a good ending.

"go Go."

Shizuka Hiratsuka quickly asked this troublesome guy to go back and reflect on himself, hoping that it would be of some use.

"Oh, yes, Hikigaya."

When I was about to leave the staff room, Mr. Hiratsuka suddenly called me.

"What's wrong, teacher?"

"I'll have something to ask of the Service Department later."

"Oh."

It is only natural for Ms. Hiratsuka to arrange things for the Service Club. As an instructor, she naturally has this right.

So, after school.

"No."

Yukinoshita Yukino rejected Hiratsuka Shizuka's proposal.

“It turns out that it’s not possible.”

I was standing on the other side of the table and watching the scene in front of me, and it felt like something truly magical.

Is this still the same Hiratsuka teacher from this morning? Hurry up and show the same momentum you had when you taught me a lesson.

"Eh? Why."

Even Hiratsuka Shizuka herself did not expect to be rejected. In her opinion, Yukinoshita Yukino was not the kind of person who would reject someone who really needed help.