My Youth Romantic Comedy Is Wrong As Expected

"I don't know what you want to do in Chiba, but it'll be fine if the two of you go together."

"Oh, thank you, big brother. Komachi, please get ready first, and big brother, please change into some clothes that are easier to move in!"

For convenience? So we're going to "boring"? Wait, why are we going to "boring"? We're going to bowl (Note 20: "boring" is the English word for "hole-punching," and the Japanese pronunciation is the same as "bowing").

When it comes to outfits that allow for easy movement, the best option is to wear nothing at all. I wonder what that would be like? Back in elementary school, during a 50-meter race, someone said they would give it their all and then take off their shoes before starting. That person was me.

I changed into a T-shirt and jeans, then put on a shirt over them, and finally put on socks. At the same time, Komachi was running around the house.

What is that guy busy with? He looks like a small animal, which makes him even cuter.

While I waited in a daze, using my best skills, Komachi finally finished changing. As usual, she changed right in front of me, but I was already used to this kind of scene, so I couldn't be bothered to pay any attention.

"Hey~~ Whoosh."

She stood in front of the mirror and playfully struck her signature pose. "Okay, okay, so cute, so cute! Could you please hurry up?"

Finally, she put on a hunting hat, turned to me, and said, "Okay, let's go!"

Komachi was carrying two backpacks, which seemed quite full and heavy. I silently reached out my hand, and Komachi happily handed me one of the backpacks. What's so great about such a small thing? Are you as delicate and helpless as the heroine in the recent story?

After carefully checking that the gate was indeed closed, we set off for the station.

"What's in the backpack? A yak or a yak?" (Note 21: やくみつる, Japanese manga artist. "やく" also means yak.)

As I walked, I pointed to my backpack and asked Komachi. Komachi gently put her index finger to her lips and said:

"It's a secret♪"

She even winked at me.

"Aren't you annoying...?"

"Hehe, secrets make women more womanly, brother."

"Are you Sherry? You must have learned that from watching Detective Conan..."

One characteristic between the siblings is that they consider comics—especially those bought in elementary school—as shared assets. This tendency is even more pronounced when the comics are popular with both boys and girls, so we can understand each other immediately when the topic is mentioned.

When I read manga, my younger sister would come over and sit beside me; if Mom saw this, she would even make me let Komachi read with me. For a while, when I wore headphones to listen to music, she would also ask me to share one of my headphones with my sister. What an idiotic idea! We're not a couple deeply in love, nor are we on a train full of high school boys after school... If Ebina saw this, she'd definitely have a nosebleed.

Komachi was on her phone the whole way, so I had her walk on the inside of the road and look around at the quiet surroundings.

The bright sunshine bathed the road leading to the station, the roadside trees stretched their branches freely, and stray cats dozed comfortably in the shade.

The smell of mosquito coils and the sound of a television program wafted from a nearby courtyard.

A group of elementary school students excitedly whizzed past us on their mountain bikes. Komachi and I watched them disappear into the distance before resuming our pace. I slowed my usual walking speed and walked with Komachi towards the station.

When I arrived at the station, I was about to walk toward the ticket gate when Komachi grabbed my clothes.

"Brother, here, here."

"Huh? Shouldn't we take the train to Chiba...?"

I turned around and saw Komachi pointing in another direction, and then she pulled me there.

As a result, when we arrived at the main passenger station, a mysterious van appeared before us.

There was a dark figure standing in front of the driver's side door; her curvaceous figure made it easy to tell she was female. She had her long black hair tied in a ponytail and wore a khaki hat; she wore a black T-shirt, the hem rolled up and tied in a knot, paired with denim shorts and hiking boots-like sneakers. Her expression was obscured by sunglasses, but when she looked over, her lips twisted in a malicious grimace.

—I have a bad feeling.

"...Now, let me hear your reasons for not answering the phone, Hachiman Hikigaya."

The other person took off their sunglasses and gave me a sharp look. Needless to say, it was Ms. Hiratsuka. Oh no, she's angry…

"No, no... My home reception is very unstable. The antenna of that telecom company might have something to do with the president's hair volume, like the monster antenna in GeGeGe no Kitarō. Ugh! I've always felt that their reception quality is as weak as their company name, but it's weak in the wrong place! Before expanding into the publishing field, they should fix their communication quality first (Note 22: The telecom company referred to here is SoftBank, who founded SOFTBANK Creative in 1999 to enter the publishing industry)! Although I really like the books they publish."

"Brother, be careful you don't get wiped out... you'll face the wrath of justice..."

Komachi was worried about my safety and told me to stop talking. Don't worry, despite his appearance, he's a good person... right? Also, don't forget to improve your communication quality.

"Hmph, that's enough. I wasn't expecting a decent reason anyway..."

In that case, why didn't you ask in the first place? — Just as I was about to say this, Hiratsuka-sensei continued speaking with a smile, robbing me of my chance.

"Since you haven't encountered any accidents or gotten caught up in any trouble, I won't pursue the matter further. But that incident in the past makes me a little worried about your safety."

"teacher……"

The incident in the past refers to the car accident in which I was hit by a car. As a teacher, it's only natural that I would know that a student had been in an accident. How should I put it... the teacher is truly a conscientious and kind person.

"I felt more at ease after I managed to contact your sister through various means."

"How terrifying..."

The flood of emails and the methods used to confirm personal safety are terrifying! Aren't those the tactics of stalkers? So this is what being loved is like—it's horrifying! I don't need that kind of love!

"By the way, what does the teacher want with us? My sister and I are on our way to Chiba."

When Hiratsuka-sensei heard my question, she blinked repeatedly in surprise.

"Hmm? Haven't you seen the email I sent? We're all going to Chiba for a service club activity."

"What?"

I don't recall receiving any letters like that... I guess it was because when I opened my mailbox and saw such a disturbing email, I was so scared that I turned off the power.

I took out my phone, intending to check my email again. Just then, I heard someone else's voice behind me.

"You're so slow, you autistic guy!"

I turned around and saw Yui standing there, carrying a bulging convenience store plastic bag. She was wearing a pink sun hat, and her T-shirt was so short that one couldn't help but wonder if the fabric was cheaply made. She was also wearing hot pants, the kind of outfit you'd expect to wear in the summer. But lately, even elementary school students aren't wearing short sleeves and shorts anymore.

From the shadows behind Yuihama, Yukinoshita's figure then appeared.

She wore a high-necked top and, unusually, jeans. Although not much skin was exposed, the overall look was refreshing and exuded a cool feeling.

"Strange, what brings you all here?"

"Is that even a question? It's a club activity. Didn't you only come because you heard about it from Komachi?"

Yuihama answered casually.

Haha... The whole thing is getting clearer. Hiratsuka-sensei wanted to invite me to join the club activities, but couldn't get in touch with me no matter what she did, so she contacted Yuihama instead, and then got in touch with Komachi.

How despicable! How cunning! She took advantage of my love for my sister, making me believe she had invited me out and filling me with anticipation. Wasn't I completely tricked?

However, if you were to ask who was the most cunning in the whole affair, it would actually be Komachi, who concealed everything and dragged me out directly. She's so hateful that her cuteness level has increased a hundredfold. If she continues to be cute like this, things will get out of hand.

As for Komachi herself, she greeted Yuihama and Yukinoshita with great enthusiasm as soon as she saw them.

"Hi, Yui-neechan!"

"Hi~~ Komachi!"

When did that way of greeting become popular? You two are acting like idiots, stop it!

"Hi, Yukino-neechan!"

"Hi...hello, Komachi."

Yukino almost got led by the nose, but thankfully she managed to control herself at the last moment, though her cheeks still flushed red quickly.

Komachi gripped Yuihama's hand tightly.

"Thank you for inviting Komachi to participate as well!"

"You should thank Yukino~ I also received the call from Yukino. It seems like the teacher wanted to contact you as well.

Okay, so the complete order is: Hiratsuka-sensei → Yukinoshita → Yuihama → Komachi → Me.

After hearing Yuihama's explanation, Komachi immediately rushed towards Yukinoshita.

"Is that so? Thank you so much! Komachi loves Yukino-neechan the most!"

Seeing Komachi say such things to her face, Yukinoshita flinched slightly. She turned her face away slightly, cleared her throat, and said:

"...No, actually...it's because we need someone to keep an eye on him."

Yes, hello everyone, I am the "he" that Yukinoshita mentioned. Nice to meet you.

"...So this isn't my achievement, but rather recognition of your usual performance."

Yukinoshita seemed very shy, and Yuihama and Komachi both smiled affectionately at her.

No, if this continues, Komachi will suffer at Yukinoshita's hands. Yuigahama is already beyond saving, but I hope Komachi can get on the right path. We must guide her back to the right way now!

"Komachi, you don't need to thank Yukinoshita. You should thank me for how trashy I am, which made Yukinoshita realize that she needs her sister's help."

Hmph, now that I've said it out loud, Komachi will definitely feel gratitude, respect, and love for me, her older brother.

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However, the scene fell silent, with only the piercing noise of the high-speed tram rushing past.

Just as everyone present was at a loss for words, Yukinoshita chuckled softly. I suddenly realized that it had been a long time since I had seen her smile.

"It was definitely the right decision to bring Komachi along. I'll leave him to you."

"Komachi wants to hand her brother over to someone else as soon as possible."

My sister seems to be about to give up on me.

I quickly looked up to avoid letting tears fall. The sun was still blazing hot. I asked Hiratsuka-sensei:

"It's so hot, shouldn't we hurry up and finish this quickly?"

"No rush, one more person will be here soon."

No sooner had the teacher finished speaking than a figure stepped down the station stairs and walked towards us. As soon as I saw him looking around, I immediately recognized who it was.

Then, I instinctively raised my hand.

The other party noticed and quickly ran over.

"Hachiman!"

Totsuka, panting, gave me a bright smile.

That smile was brighter than the summer sun… but he would also give that smile to people other than me. The thought of it made my chest tighten, as if something was stuck deep in my throat, gradually turning into pain, and the wound in my heart began to fester.

However, just two seconds of looking at Totsuka's smile makes all these discomforts disappear. In English, it's a smile, a pretty smile, a 'cure.' Totsuka is so cute, Totsuka is really adorable.

Komachi, who was originally next to me, jumped forward and greeted Totsuka.

"Hi, Totsuka-nii-chan!"

"Yeah, hi!"

So cute! "Hi-lo" should become a popular phrase!

"Totsuka, were you also invited?"

"Yes, I heard they're short-staffed. But... can I really come along?"

"Why not!"

I'll make a direct assertion.

Everyone was just going to Chiba, so he didn't need to worry about anything.

Hiratsuka-sensei is very sensible; she knew to invite Totsuka to participate. Well done! Now everyone is here... wait, "everyone"?

I looked around.

"What about the timber base?"

"……who is he?"

Yukino tilted her head in confusion, and Hiratsuka-sensei then answered:

"Yeah, I also contacted him, but he said that fighting game competitions have Comiket deadlines and so on, so I won't participate."

Oh, really? Just the fact that he has the option to refuse is enough to make me envious. He's probably having a great time playing video games with his friends right now... But, what's with putting the deadline last for someone aspiring to be a writer?

"Okay, let's go."

At Mr. Hiratsuka's command, we prepared to get into the van. Upon opening the door, we saw that the van could accommodate seven people.

The front row has the driver's seat and front passenger seat, the back row has three seats, and the middle row can seat two people.

"Yukino, come and have some snacks!"