After Boqi moved into my closet, the quiet life is gone forever

However, Chaoyang was sincere. After all, if he had been rational enough at the time, he would not have done it with Aula. In fact, he had always been looking forward to this kind of thing in his heart.

I returned to my temporary room. The interior was extremely simple. There was nothing else except a cabinet for storing clothes and a bed.

I wonder if Pochi made it home safely? Luckily, I wasn't teleported to Aura's world. Otherwise, it would have been horrible. If the magic hadn't failed, I'd probably have been torn to pieces by an out-of-control Aura... But if it hadn't, I wonder if I could have met that blonde loli who works under Aura. I really like her. It would be nice to have both of them serve me. ...Speaking of which, why am I thinking about this again... Just keep calm.

I don’t know if it was because he was imagining too many scenes, but Chaoyang, who was not sleepy at first, gradually lost consciousness.

Snoring began to be heard in the room.

……

“…Wake up…Wake up…How long do you want to sleep!!!”

Chaoyang, who was half asleep, slowly opened his eyes after hearing a soft call beside his ear.

"Hmm...Wow!? Yuki, Yukinoshita?"

Even though Yukinoshita was extraordinarily beautiful, Chaoyang was still startled when he suddenly saw her face right in front of him.

Chaoyang only remembered where he lived when he saw Xueshita.

"Calling me for breakfast? Thanks, but no thanks... Did you forget? I don't usually eat in the morning?"

"What breakfast... I've already finished it."

"Then just go to school. Why are you calling me?"

"Of course I'm asking you to go to school. If you're unemployed, that's fine, but since you're a Sobu High School student, you should fulfill your duties as a student."

"Eh? Do I still need to go to school in this world? Forget it, I'll just wait patiently until that broken machine is working again, then I'll go back and that'll be it~ Until then, just let me rest."

"If you don't go to school, you'll have to sleep on the street. You'll have to figure out how to get lunch too... I won't help anyone who doesn't do their part."

Yukinoshita gave Chaoyang a playful smile.

85. His name is not Penguin!

"...This is the first time I go to school empty-handed."

After Chaoyang washed his face and brushed his teeth, at Yukinoshita's urging, he finally went out with her and set off for Sobu High School.

But I didn't bring anything with me except the clothes I was wearing.

"Wasn't it the same when you were in college?"

"It's different... Many classes in college don't require textbooks; they just print out the materials and attend class on the same day."

"You obviously didn't even bring your notes, you just copied from your friends. You didn't even copy, you photocopied. This is the first time I've seen a student as lazy as you."

Yukinoshita thought that in the previous world, Chaoyang's college life was just like playing house, and it was not at all what a student should do.

"... But speaking of which, I wonder if I can meet the Great Sensei~~. When the Great Sensei first appeared, a lot of people were like, 'Isn't that me?' I'm so popular."

Chaoyang immediately changed the subject.

"Hmm... He's a pathetic guy who clearly wants friends but is afraid of change. He'll definitely attract some conceited people who think they're not understood and liked by others... How about being friends with him? And in exchange for paying the rent after school, come and help me."

Yukinoshita, who no longer has any obsession with her sister, no longer pursues the idea of ​​getting things done on her own. After all, it was Hikigaya's self-harm that originally resolved the internal issues within the executive committee of this cultural festival.

"If your brain is really strengthened, you should have no problem handling small matters."

As the words fell, the car arrived at the station.

Yukinoshita's home is very close to Sobu High School, only two stops away by train.

I hadn't even taken a few steps after getting off the bus.

As he walked side by side with Yukinoshita, he heard a lot of whispers.

"Hey... that's Yukinoshita from the International Liberation Class, right?... She's actually going to school with a boy... Who's that guy?... Ah, that guy is a quiet and unsociable guy in our class. I heard he even fights with other schools in private. How did Yukinoshita get to know someone like that? ... I heard Yukinoshita is also close to a dark and creepy guy in your class. Maybe she's into that type of guy."

When Chaoyang came to this world, his physical skills did not return to normal, and he did not understand the specific reason why.

But based on the opinions of those around him, Chaoyang probably pieced together the role the world had designed for him: quiet and aloof.

"I can't play this role well. I'm not that kind of person."

“You don’t need to pretend to be the person others remember you as. It’s enough to be yourself and have a clear conscience.”

"Don't think you can be so mysterious just because you're back home. You're still just a high school student. Can you talk like a high school kid?"

Chaoyang got a headache when he heard Xuexia's connoisseur-like way of speaking.

But of course Yukinoshita ignored him.

It didn't take long before we arrived at school.

"Class 2, F, is over there. Let's say goodbye here for now. ...This is for you..."

Yukinoshita was about to turn around and leave, but then she seemed to remember something. She took out a cute wallet that was completely different from her style from her pocket, took out a thousand yuan and gave it to Chaoyang.

"Your lunch money."

"Thank you, thank you..."

Chaoyang looked around guiltily as he took it.

Is this what it feels like to be a gigolo?

"See you after school then."

"See you."

"Come to think of it, I remember I had my wallet with me when I moved... there was quite a bit of money in it. And finally, I remember someone pushed me... was it that Kikuchihara Mi? Why?"

While thinking about this, I had already walked to Class 2F, where I could hear some noise.

Chaoyang suddenly opened the door.

"..."

After attracting a moment's attention, everyone went back to chatting about their own things.

[Is it Hayato Hayama's small group in the corner? ]

Looking at that group of people occupying the corner, they were undoubtedly the most conspicuous.

Then he looked down and saw that the person sitting in the third row near the door was Hikigaya Hachiman.

At this moment, he was lying on the table, breathing weakly, with earphones in his ears, looking like he was resting with his eyes closed.

[It seems like the work at the cultural festival is quite tiring...]

However, when I was studying abroad in Chaoyang, I often went to work after classes. It was not that tiring, but the degree of fatigue from mental work and physical work may be different.

“…Speaking of which, where is my seat…”

……

Ah, is this how it feels to be a corporate slave and have to get up early for work the next day? Thanks for letting me experience this in advance. It has made me even more certain that I will definitely become a stay-at-home husband.

Exhausted, Hikigaya was still complaining about work in his mind. He planned to get a good night's sleep before the first class to replenish his energy, after all, he still had to continue working after school.

[I guess the number of people attending the Cultural Festival Executive Committee today will be even smaller...]

Just when Hikigaya was worried about what would happen after school.

There were several knocks on the table.

"Ok?"

Their eyes met.

"Good morning, Hikigaya-kun."

[Who is he? Why is he greeting me out of nowhere? ...He seems like the person sitting in front of me, like he's someone I shouldn't mess with. Why is he so unlucky to be sitting in front of me? We've been fine all along, so why is he suddenly speaking to me?]

"...Uh, okay."

"Ask a question, do you know where my seat is?"

Is this guy unhappy about sitting in front of someone like me? He wants to sit with the girls? So he's looking for a fight? ...What should I do? I'm afraid of getting hurt... And I heard he seems to often get into fights with people outside the school. Luckily, he didn't pick a fight after school, otherwise I'd have to get down on my back and beg for mercy. Since it's almost time for the class meeting, I can just hold it off until the teacher arrives.

"Well... your seat is right in front of mine... If you want to change seats, it's better to wait for the teacher to come and ask him."

"Thank you, this seat is great. What's wrong, Hikigaya-kun? You seem to be shaking? Are you sick?"

Chaoyang was very surprised. He didn't expect that he would sit in the front. However, the teacher in front of him looked unwell for some reason.

"Excuse me, I'll go over there for a moment."

In the corner, Ye Shan suddenly put his hands together and apologized to the other people in the small group with a slightly guilty expression.

Then suddenly he walked towards the sun.

"Good morning, Hiraishi."

"..."

"..."

Chaoyang didn't react at all, but when he saw Ye Shan's eyes looking at him, he realized that he was greeting him.

"Are you calling me? Just call me by my first name. I don't use that last name."

"Okay, good morning, Chaoyang. We are all classmates. Although he is a little bit like Penguin, please don't bully him."

"Huh? Who would bully him? He's my friend, and he even wants my friend's name to be Hikigaya. It's rude to call him Hikigaya or get his name wrong."

"Friend, friend?"

Not only Ye Shan was surprised.

Hikigaya also had no idea what was going on.

"Who is your friend?... But he actually corrected me when Hayama, who is at the top of the class, said his name wrong. Maybe he's unexpectedly a good person."

"Sorry, Hikigaya-kun, I'm actually quite clumsy with my words and often say people's names wrong, which makes me laugh a lot."

Since Ye Shan was directly pointed out that he had pronounced the name wrong, he immediately cheered himself up and tried to smooth things over. At the same time, he discovered that Chaoyang did not have any ill will towards Hikigaya.

After apologizing, he returned to his own small group as if nothing had happened.

"Come to think of it, you're like this because of me! I'm sorry I haven't taken myself seriously yet. Hikigaya, I'm sorry, I won't disturb your rest. Good luck with your work after school."

[Stop nagging me. Who needs your reminder? I almost forgot about work, and now it's on my mind again.]

Hikigaya couldn't help but tease.

86. I won’t play tricks on you guys~~

"Dong~dong~dong~~"

The school bell rings

However, no one in Class 2F left the classroom. Instead, they changed into their class uniforms [class-specific uniforms for the cultural festival] as if they had agreed to do so. The purpose was to show the class's unity and friendship, as well as to liven up the atmosphere.

"Everyone, please hurry up and leave enough time for a buffer. Don't schedule everything just right and rely on luck."

Sagami suddenly appeared like a class leader.

"Come to think of it, isn't this guy the executive chairman of the cultural festival? Is he completely planning to dump all the work on Yukinoshita without even showing his face?"

While Chaoyang was packing his schoolbag, he watched Sagami pointing fingers and ordering some boys from the lower class in the class to do things.

"I really want to beat her up..."

Chaoyang looked at Sagami and couldn't help but speak out his thoughts.

It was just the noise of various manual work being done in class, and there was no

But someone heard it.

"If you don't want to be expelled, you'd better not do anything stupid."

[Eh? Why did I initiate the conversation? ...It seems I'm a little kinder than I thought, not that bad. Great, I like myself even more now. I hope he doesn't reply. I don't want to get along with someone who's always ready to hit people.]

Behind Chaoyang, Hikigaya hurriedly packed his schoolbag. In the past, he would pack slowly so that he could trick himself into doing less work.

"If I do, I won't let anyone find out~"

"Ah, so."

After saying the last sentence, Hikigaya walked out quickly and headed for the meeting room.