A youth story of a passerby at the end of the world

“What do you mean by not expecting it? We don’t know when we might die out there. I have no reason to be strict about their private lives.”

Uesugi Genshin stood up and continued, "The famous ancient Chinese general Yue Fei once said that if civil officials are not greedy for money and military generals are not afraid to die, then the world will be at peace. Even a saint like him, who was devoted to the country, knew very well that those who risk their lives should not ask for anything more."

"Hey~, Yue Fei said something like that." This was something Hachiman hadn't expected. The patriotic general he had heard of had actually said something like that, and he remembered the legend of the inscription on his back very clearly. "Well, that's true. As long as they don't back down when they're cutting down zombies, everything else is fine."

“Yes. If he still doesn’t work, I won’t hold back.” Uesugi Genshin said, looking at Hayama Hayato.

“I will keep an eye on him,” Hayama Hayato assured him.

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Chapter 127: Confessing in person is a sure way to get rejected.

"Oh ho ho ho, my beloved minister, you've finally returned from Edo! How was it? That enormous city."

Upon bumping into Yoshiteru Zaimokuza, Uesugi Genshin stopped in his tracks. "Not bad?"

"Huh? What are you doing?" Yoshiteru Zaimokuza poked at the square glasses on his nose.

"There's a saying that a scholar should be looked at with new eyes after three days of separation." Uesugi Genshin rubbed his eyes and said with emotion, "Zaimoku-za, you... have lost weight."

"!" Yoshiteru Tateki, the woodworker, suddenly realized, even taking three steps back as a sign of respect. "What...?"

It seems my words had a big impact on him, and that's certainly true.

You might not notice these subtle changes when you see them every day, but once you've been away for a while, the changes become clearly visible when you come back.

Uesugi Genshin stepped forward, grabbed his upper arm, and patted it, making a "pia" sound. "..."

"What's wrong?" Yoshiteru Zaimokuza asked, seeing that he hadn't moved for a while. "Could it really be that big of a change? Ah, Hachiman has been whipping me quite a bit these past few days. He's really been through a lot."

Is this how you use a whip? Uesugi Genshin, having discovered something real, pinched Zaimokuza's belly again. Sure enough! Beneath the thick layer of fat lay strong muscles.

I haven't lost any fat, but I've gained muscle instead! How am I supposed to get rid of this belly fat?!

He really turned into the look of an ancient military general, with a perfect "general's belly," and his plan to become the handsome Morigata Eishiro was completely ruined.

“Zaimokuza, you…” Uesugi Genshin decided not to tell him such a cruel truth, “Did you just come back from outside?”

"Ah, yes."

"Then go ahead." That was all I said.

"Fufufu..."

A faint, inexplicable laugh reached his ears.

In an instant, both Uesugi Genshin and Zaimokuza Yoshiteru straightened their backs.

Ah~, that very distinctive laugh, and just as expected, a girl appeared behind Uesugi Genshin.

She had long, smooth, shoulder-length black hair, wore red-rimmed glasses, and her mouth was crookedly twisted, revealing a happy smile.

Ebina Hina.

Standing next to her was Hachiman, who was covering his eyes and not looking in her direction at all.

He is the current head of Hachiman, and also the reason why Uesugi Genshin is uncomfortable.

Hina Ebina smiled contentedly, comparing him and the wooden stand.

"This is NTR..." Even though Yashiro is not bad.

"No way!!!" Uesugi Genshin shouted, "Hachiman!"

Keep an eye on your girlfriend.

"Ahem, this is NTR too..." Hina Ebina coughed lightly, her face flushed with embarrassment.

"..."

"..."

Hina Ebina really played the role of Hachiman's girlfriend well; the two of them standing together looked very natural.

Uesugi Genshin first stared at Hachiman in silence, then patted Zaimokuza heavily on the shoulder and quickly left.

"Oh dear, what a pity," Hina Ebina said softly. "Let's go too, Hikigaya-kun."

"Oh," Hachiman replied, shrug his shoulders.

Here, Uesugi Genshin walked quickly along the corridor toward the student council room in the special building. From the window next to it, one could see the cherry blossoms in the courtyard.

The discarded publications that used to cover the windows have long been cleaned up by the Ministry of Health, and the clear glass reflects the bright sunlight.

I couldn't help but stop and stomp my feet. A gust of wind blew by, stirring up the remaining pink and white petals. When the wind stopped, only the bright green leaves remained on the tree.

The cherry blossom season is over...

I walked up to the door of the student council room, whispered "I'm coming in," and then opened the door.

Only one person remained in the room. Yukino Yukinoshita, with her back to the sunlight streaming in through the window, gently combed her long, silky black hair with her hand, revealing a quiet smile.

"Well, hard work."

The gentle voice, as always, was tranquil, calm, and warm, silently entering my heart.

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The afternoon flew by, and he flipped through the pages of the old summaries on the table, learning what had happened while he was away.

As the vice president in charge of overall coordination, he needs to be clear about all of these aspects, including publicity and reporting, labor dispatch, material management, health care, accounting supervision, and daily records.

The faint rustling of paper and the aroma of black tea gradually filled the student council room.

The gurgling sound of water being poured broke the silence, and then Uesugi Genshin was distracted by the fragrant aroma.

He looked up from the topic he was halfway through reading, and gazed in the direction from which the aroma was coming.

In front of a wisp of rising steam, Yukino Yukinoshita is elegantly brewing black tea.

From behind, her two long, shapely legs were encased in white-trimmed black over-the-knee stockings. Uesugi Genshin rested his chin on his hand, his gaze continuing to move downwards.

He was still wearing indoor shoes under the snow, he thought to himself.

His own indoor shoes were still in the shoe cabinet at the main entrance. It was assumed that only students who would stay in the building for a long time would change into indoor shoes. Uesugi Genshin was in the category of those who could choose not to change.

The sunlight streaming in from outside, reflected by the rising steam, cast a shimmering, sacred veil over her face.

Uesugi Genshin squinted at the dazzling sight when Yukino Yukinoshita's gaze suddenly met his.

Yukino tilted her head, as if silently asking him, "Is there something you need?"

He was so engrossed in reading that, what could he say? Uesugi Genshin could only shake his head to indicate that it was nothing, and then lowered his head to return his gaze to the documents in his hands.

Just then, Uesugi Genshin saw a slight smile on her lips.

This exchange of glances was nothing special, but I felt extremely embarrassed inside, even though I had intended to focus my attention on handling official business.

That's what I was thinking, but my thoughts were all jumbled up.

"If you have any questions, just ask me." Yukino Yukinoshita placed a fragrant cup of black tea beside him, and it wasn't just the aroma of the tea that was so enticing.

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Was it the effect of the tea? Uesugi Genshin felt incredibly energetic all afternoon.

Yukino Yukinoshita said she would take him to see her apartment, as she had the key. However, Yukino Yukinoshita had something to discuss with a member of the logistics department, so she asked him to wait at the school gate.

Just then, Uesugi Genshin was about to grab his indoor shoes, as he couldn't leave them there forever.

He has just decided to carry out the one-shoe policy to the end. In fact, this tradition, which became popular in the Showa era, is gradually disappearing in modern times.

The original idea was to make cleaning easier, but in recent years many schools have reformed and eliminated shoe cabinets, arguing that Japan is prone to tsunamis and earthquakes, and it would be inappropriate to have to change shoes during emergency evacuation.

As evening approached, there were still quite a few students in the building, who would occasionally brush past him. Each person who passed by would nod to him and then... stare at the back of his head.

Finally, we reached the shoe cabinet.

“Isn’t this Uesugi?” Miura Yumiko tugged at her curly hair as she walked in through the doorway.

“Oh, Miura,” Uesugi Genshin said with a smile, turning his head to the side.

"How's work at the cooking club? Are you doing a good job? By the way, Yuihama is with you, right?"

"Yes, Yui and I are both helping out in the cooking department, and it's going quite smoothly." Miura Yumiko had no intention of mentioning that at first, neither of them knew how to tie an apron.

She asked, "Where are you going now?"

There was still plenty of time before the agreed time. "Hmm... I plan to go see Wushuang."

“Then I’ll join you too,” Miura Yumiko said casually, her fingers constantly twirling her gorgeous golden curls.

“Okay.” Uesugi Genshin smiled and opened his shoe cabinet.

"Ah..." Besides shoes, there were other things in the shoe cabinet.

"What? A love letter?" Yumiko Miura leaned closer. "Hmph~, do you want me to handle it for you?"

She crossed her arms, supporting her pert breasts, and looked around. Some students passing by started to look in her direction, both male and female, their faces full of curiosity. They seemed to be just passing by, but it was hard to say whether the person in question was among them.

"What do you want to do?" Uesugi Genshin took out a stack of envelopes, some pink and some blue, and handed them over.

Yumiko Miura took the stack of love letters and went straight to the trash can inside, opened it, and threw it in, all in one smooth motion.

"..." Uesugi Genshin was stunned, and the students around him were also stunned.

"See? It's all taken care of." Miura Yumiko clapped her hands and walked outside side by side with Uesugi Genshin.

"You're very skilled."

“Of course, the love letter Hayato received was the one I threw away,” Miura Yumiko said nonchalantly.

I see, no wonder.

Uesugi Genshin covered his mouth and whispered, "It's not too much to throw it in front of people, but at least go somewhere where no one is around to throw it."

“…Well, what you did was even worse.” Miura Yumiko clicked her tongue. Not directly refusing was giving people hope; she should have just been firm from the start.

She seemed to realize something. "You were planning to throw it away anyway... Love letter, aren't you going to take a look at it first?"

Uesugi Genshin tilted his head and said, "What's the point of saying anything now? You've already lost everything."

Despite being a queen, Yumiko Miura suddenly felt a stirring of girlish sentiment. "When a girl writes something with her own feelings, she might just be waiting for you behind the building at the time written on it."

Uesugi Genshin didn't stop and continued forward, thinking, "Why should I waste my time on people who are unimportant?"

While love letters are considered part of the romance in Japanese relationships, if two people are complete strangers and start dating based solely on a single confession, isn't that simply lust at first sight?

He strongly disliked such casual entrustment of feelings.

"People who don't even dare to confess in person are immediately out." Because such people are most likely "strangers," and you don't even know what they look like, or whether they are fat or thin.

"How can you successfully confess your feelings to someone you don't know at all? Confessing your feelings requires at least some prior knowledge between the two parties."

Even beautiful people can have venomous hearts. You can know a person's face but not their heart. Uesugi Genshin never intended to experience this highly volatile lottery event from the beginning.

If he really drew a bad lot, his good mood for the whole trip would be ruined. Even if he won, he would feel like he lost out.

"That's a bit too strict. If that's the case, only friends would qualify."

"Pfft...you're right." He couldn't help but laugh, because it reminded Uesugi Genshin of the excuse he used when his confession failed: "How about we start as friends?"

"They must be friends first," he said.

"That's it, you're doomed, you don't have many friends."

Yumiko Miura put her hands behind her back, her steps became much lighter, and her expression relaxed considerably.

The red clouds on the horizon and the setting sun dyed the entire field of vision crimson, as did her face.

Chapter 128: Moving House

“This is it.” Yukino Yukinoshita stood in front of the apartment.

“Standing tall, the boat is made of fine grass and water, and the boat is covered with green grass and water. The boat is covered with green .... The boat is covered with green grass and water. The boat is covered with green grass and water. The boat is covered with green grass and water. The boat is covered with green grass

“Ah… Shiha.” Uesugi Genshin turned his head back.

The door opposite was open, and you could see the sofa in the living room through it.