My youth romance is always confusing

I was a bit dazed looking at the ramen in front of me.

"Why? You don't think I'll take you to some fancy place."

Hikigaya Yunzo swallowed the noodles in his mouth slowly. Of course, this was not because he was a gentle man by nature, but because he did not want to dirty his clothes. After all, he had to meet someone next.

"No, it's nothing. I don't have that idea."

I picked up the ramen in front of me and took a sip of the soup, and immediately felt refreshed.

The reason I was in a daze just now was because I felt like I had been to this store before, but this was clearly my first time here, so why did I have this feeling?

But...what is this familiar feeling going down my throat?

"Gulu."

Although the noodle soup was a bit too thick to be a drink, I still drank it all in order to avoid waste.

It’s true that eating a bowl of ramen for breakfast can really make people feel energetic.

After all, ramen is a high-calorie food.

I felt the atmosphere between me and my dad was a little awkward, so I could only concentrate on eating noodles.

“Huff—Huff.”

The sound of swallowing noodles echoed between me and my dad.

Well, it doesn’t matter, but the pattern on the opposite wall is really beautiful.

I chose to appreciate the store owner's layout as my next dish, which is much more effective than barbecued pork or something like that.

After a few more mouthfuls, the bowl of noodles in front of me was empty.

How should I put it? Although ramen is delicious, it is no different from going out alone. If I were to go out for a walk and have breakfast alone, I would probably choose ramen.

Compared to Hachiman who was daydreaming while eating noodles, Hikigaya Yunzo ate much faster. He started to rinse his mouth with water and then picked his teeth with a toothpick.

Looking at my father's actions, I, who originally thought that it was impossible, was actually shaken.

Damn it, I’ve never seen such a gentle father.

"Finished?"

Seeing Hachiman put down the bowl and stood still, Hikigaya Kumozo also stopped what he was doing.

But before stopping, he looked at his mouth in the mirror to make sure there was nothing messy in his mouth.

The father and son got back in the car and headed off into the distance.

Three hours later, the car stopped in front of the gate of a yard.

There is no doubt that Chiba has already left here.

Hikigaya Yunzo opened the car door and walked down. Without letting Hachiman follow him, he walked into the yard alone.

I felt relaxed and happy watching my dad's actions. By now I knew it couldn't be an affair. He was probably going to meet someone very important to him.

Sitting in the car, I was in a daze.

Hikigaya Yunzo, who had been a bit careless at first, straightened up with a respectful look the moment he stepped into the yard.

He knew that someone was waiting for him.

The door was not locked, as if the owner had been waiting for him to arrive.

"Squeak~"

The wooden door was pushed open by the man, and a teeth-grinding sound was heard.

Hikigaya Yunzo entered the inner room and saw a slightly old man lying on the bed, talking to a beautiful middle-aged woman.

When he saw Yun San coming, the sick man's eyes lit up and he became more energetic.

"Ahem, Yun San, you're here, ahem."

Because he was too excited, the sick man moved a little too much, causing a slight cough.

Hikigaya Yunzo hurried over and gently tapped the man in front of him on the back with his hand.

After a while, the sick man's breathing finally calmed down.

At this time, Hikigaya Yunzo finally had the chance to say hello to the man in front of him.

He lowered his head, showing the utmost respect, like a student to his teacher.

"Teacher Takamiya."

Takamiya Sengoku smiled. He didn't expect that after not seeing him for so many years, his students still respected him so much. This was probably a great blessing in his unfortunate life.

He waved to the two people below, indicating that he was fine.

"Yun San, you must be very busy recently. I'm sorry to trouble you to come all the way here."

"No, no, no, it's the student's duty to do something for Mr. Takamiya."

The kinder the man in front of him was, the stronger Hikigaya Kumozo's sense of guilt became.

If he hadn't insisted on leaving, then maybe the teacher wouldn't have become what he is now, and the teacher's wife wouldn't have...

Although they haven't seen each other for many years, Takamiya Sengoku's understanding of his students has not diminished at all.

Just by looking at Hikigaya Yunzo's expression, he knew what this guy was thinking.

Compared to my student days, some things haven't changed.

Although things and people have changed, he still feels comforted when he sees Yun San insisting on the things he once did in his students.

Takamiya Sengoku touched Hikigaya Yunzo's hair, but his somewhat skinny arms were particularly eye-catching.

The beautiful woman standing by revealed a look of heartache in her eyes.

At his age, the teacher shouldn't have ended up like this. He didn't choose the riskier surgery just to be able to spend a few more years with his children. Now it's impossible to have the surgery even if he wants to.

She wiped the tears that flowed unconsciously from the corners of her eyes and turned her head away, not wanting the two to see her appearance.

"Mingmei, Yunsan, I asked you to come here today not for any other reason, but because I want to tell you about my funeral arrangements."

Although he was talking about a matter of life and death, there was no fluctuation in Takamiya Sengoku's eyes, as if he had foreseen that this day would eventually come.

But Mingmei and Yunsan were shocked. Although they had thought about the teacher's poor health, they did not expect it to be so serious.

Given the teacher's personality, if he said "tell the last things", I'm afraid...

"Teacher...is there really nothing you can do about your body?"

Yun San quickly regained his composure.

But Chonggong Qianshi shook his head and said, "My illness has been going on for a long time, and there are still too many complications to deal with."

He tried hard to open his eyes wider so that he could take a closer look at the two students he was most proud of in his life.

But he tried for a long time but to no avail. His eyelids were completely unresponsive and he just kept dozing off.

Takamiya Sengoku just sighed and gave up.

"I have already anticipated my condition. I didn't ask you two to come here today to talk about my condition."

He looked past the window into the yard.

I saw a little girl in the yard wearing light clothes and with long black hair. At first glance, she looked like a lady from a noble family.

The little girl was playing with the ball in the yard for her own amusement. She seemed very happy, with a smile on her face all the time.

Looking away, Takamiya Sengoku sighed again, then turned his gaze towards the two of them.

"The main reason I asked you to come here today is to explain the matter of my daughter, Miyue."

Hikigaya Hachiman sat in the car bored. Originally he was trying to kill time, but now he just wanted to go everywhere.

I put the phone down and looked at the mess of buttons in front of me.

It’s strange, I didn’t feel anything before, but recently when I see a car I always want to drive it.

This may be one of the reasons why I came out with my dad today.

Is there something wrong with my brain?

This condition started after Hiratsuka Sensei punched him. Could it be that he got sick from the punch?

I touched my face with some worry.

Going a little further back, if there was anything weird that happened, it was that I dreamed that Hiratsuka-sensei got married.

Could it be that Hiratsuka-sensei's marriage would affect the people around him and put a curse on them? What kind of urban legend is this? For everyone's safety, Hiratsuka-sensei should not get married in this life.

After controlling my restless hands, I opened the car door and walked out.

It's because there is no air conditioning after the car is turned off, so it's still a bit hot after being stuffy for a long time.

Out of respect for the host, I just hung around the gate. There was a bunch of elementary school students playing around in the open space across the road from the yard, but it seemed like there was no elementary school version of Hikigaya Hachiman. Everyone was having a lot of fun.

Tsk, the kids are so harmonious, then why did I suffer in the first place?

With a hint of resentment, I turned around and stopped looking at that group of people.

The yard is relatively spacious, surrounded by walls. In the middle of the yard stands a large tree covered with unknown flowers. At this early summer hour, many petals are falling to the ground, which is very beautiful.

Under the tree, a girl who looked like an elementary school student was hitting a ball in her hand and seemed to be having a lot of fun.

But from my angle, those bright big eyes always seem a little absent-minded.

As expected, two adults just came into the house, so the children would be concerned.

But even so, I didn't plan to go up and talk to her. After all, I still have some mental estimation of my social favorability, and it would be troublesome if I scared the little girl again.

But Mitsuki was careless while patting the ball and she failed to catch it, causing it to run away.

He rushed straight to the gate of the yard.

After seeing this scene, I couldn't pretend I didn't see it, since I was standing at the gate of the yard.

I stretched out my hand to stop the ball, which had slowed down a lot, but I didn't take the ball and go over. Instead, I stood at the door, controlled my strength and threw the ball back to the little girl.

Mitsuki took two steps forward, caught the ball, and staggered a little, but managed to steady herself and did not fall.

She bowed slightly towards Hachiman to show her gratitude.

Seeing that everything was fine, I felt relieved and started walking at the door again.

I have to say, there are really not many cars on this road. I stood at the door for half a day and didn't see a single car passing by. No wonder those little kids can play so close to the road without any psychological burden.

I pressed the stones on the street under my shoes, trampled them like I was trampling snow, and then kicked them away.

The stone bounced a few times and then fell into the drainage ditch and disappeared.

I had just turned around and before I could react, the ball came towards me again, and this time it was even faster.

Without hesitation, I stopped him.

That's great, my motor nerves.

I looked at the little girl and found her blushing face a little funny.

Mitsuki quickly bent down again.

This time, I didn't throw the ball back directly. Instead, I walked up to the little girl and handed the ball back to her personally.

Miyue held the ball, lowered her head shyly, and stammered, "Big... Big brother, what's your name?"

After all, he had helped her twice in a row, and she had never been educated enough to help someone like this without even knowing his name.

"I?"

I pointed at myself, then realized there didn't seem to be anyone else here.

He scratched his head somewhat awkwardly.