Why are there only loser heroines around me?

"Ukyo, will she be okay?"

"I'll go check it out." Ukyo got up from the ground and stared at the empty barbecue plate. Suddenly, as if remembering something, he said to Yanami, "If one day you suddenly got 15 million yen, how would you spend it?"

"Eh?" Yanai was stunned. "Why is there such a sudden question? Let me think..."

"Think about it while you grill the meat." Ukyo said, "I'm still very hungry. Come find me when you're done grilling. I'll go see Xiaoju first."

"Okay." Yanagi walked away with the plate. When she returned to the grill, she suddenly came to her senses and realized that she seemed to have obeyed the order again. She couldn't help but turn the grilled meat more fiercely. She heard the senpai and Tamaki arguing. It wasn't that she liked eavesdropping, but they didn't seem to want to avoid her, or they were so excited that they didn't notice she was still grilling.

For fear of disturbing them, Yanai subconsciously slowed down the movements of flipping the grilled meat.

"... Shintaro, what do you mean?"

"That's exactly what I meant... No matter how I put it, this is too sudden. I need some time to think about it."

"Consider? I'm just asking why you consider it! Shintaro, what do you take me for?"

"Ancient capital..."

There were tears in the senior student's eyes and her voice was very loud.

"Refuse! Why don't you refuse!"

Volume 50: Chapter Seems to be taking off

"What? The matter between Xiaoju and I should be decided by me, right? After all... Gudu, you don't have the right to refuse on my behalf, right?"

This sentence hurt Yue Zhimu like an electric current penetrating her body. The eyes under the frame were full of surprise and suspicion. In a trance, she suddenly felt that the person in front of her had become very unfamiliar, but she did not run away timidly like Xiaoju. Instead, she pulled Shintaro's collar, her eyes suddenly became gloomy, and tears mixed with anger were thrown out because of the violent shaking of her body.

Followed by.

“——Pah~!”

The crisp sound in the night sky was Yuezhimu slapping Yumu on the cheek.

"I understand."

"It turns out we are just childhood sweethearts..."

"Tamaki, don't chase me!"

She turned and ran into the woods, leaving Tamaki stunned, her mind racing as she tried to process what had just happened.

Sometimes people do not share the same joys and sorrows. Yanami knew that he should not feel happy at this time, which was very disrespectful to his friend, but the scene was too exciting. Ukyo really shouldn't have gone to find Xiaoju. That gossipy woman must have liked this kind of drama.

"Pa~pa~" Yanami suddenly raised his hands and slapped his cheeks at the same time.

Yanami, Yanami, how can your happiness be built on the suffering of others? This is too bad, you need to be a "good girl" right now. She looked at the departing Tsukinoki and noticed an unburned fireworks fountain on the campground. After a quick glance, she gave Tamaki a suggestive look. Fortunately, Tamaki was not stupid and immediately understood. In a hurry, she grabbed the fireworks fountain on the ground and chased after Tsukinoki in the general direction he left.

At this point, only Lemon and Yanami were left at the campsite.

There was something Yanaijian had always been concerned about, and since no one was around, she finally had the chance to ask—

The purpose of the club training was to concentrate on completing the novel, and now, apart from Ukyo, only Lemon's novel had not been exposed to everyone.

"Lemon, everyone asked you in the group chat before, and you've been so secretive about your novel. Now that everyone's away, you don't have to worry about being laughed at if your writing isn't good. You can talk to me and I'll give you some advice!"

"Ah?" Lemon embarrassedly put his hands into his hair and scratched twice, "I'm sorry, Yana~... I really haven't finished writing yet. I'm not very good at Chinese... and every time before I put pen to paper, I think about Ukyo not submitting his manuscript yet, and I think it won't be too late to start writing after he submits it, haha~~"

"Hahaha~~" Yanami laughed along with Lemon, but her next words petrified Lemon. "Lemon~, maybe Ukyo just doesn't want to post his work in the group chat, don't you think? Given his personality, he'd probably think it's an unnecessary step. Normally, he'd skip these complicated procedures and achieve his goal directly."

Lemon suddenly realized.

"Yes~"

"Oops...."

"Hasn't he already published his work?"

The two losers looked at each other, took out their phones at the same time, logged into the Wenhao website, and started searching through the works released in the last few hours.

How to say it, it didn't take them much effort to find Ukyo's works. Among all the "toilet paper-type book titles" that were created to attract attention and traffic, Ukyo's book titles were very unique.

"Eyes of the Mourner"... Just looking at the title, it sounds like some kind of severe literary youth disease. It was even photoshopped in the submission category and marked as autobiography, which seems quite mysterious.

If it were in the literary market ten or twenty years ago, it would be considered normal, but now the light novel industry is also pursuing a fast pace. Readers who want to read harem novels will directly look for titles such as "Starting a Harem in Another World".

Readers who like demon king elements and invincible works will involuntarily click on the title when they see names like "The Misfit of Demon King Academy".

In contrast, Ukyo's book title is incoherent and it is impossible to target the audience through the title. Generally speaking, the result of such works being published is that no one is interested in them.

In addition, his first chapter did not follow Yumu's advice to use some colorful subtitles to attract clicks, but instead adhered to his own arrogant opinion and used boring subtitles such as (I) and (II)——

The darkness of rain falling and flowing wildly (1)

Rain falls and flows wildly into the darkness (2)

The confusing name should correspond to the meaningless number of readings and clicks.

But... this work had only been published for three hours, but the data below made the two of them dumbfounded.

Number of hits: 1006, number of readers: 986, points for the work: 1061.....

"what."

"Yana~, this isn't that..."

"Which one?"

"That's what they call it in the author circle. What's the word?"

"It seems to be taking off."

Lemon nodded desperately, "Yes, that's it!"

Yanai was curious about why Ukyo's work, which took him only one and a half nights to finish, could attract so many readers. When she clicked on the first chapter and read a few lines, her eyes were immediately attracted by his words.

Originally, she was very concerned about how the love triangle between Tsuki No Ki and the others would end. But now... compared to the "autobiography" in her hand, high school love seemed insignificant.

........

.....

At the same time, by the creek at the campsite.

Xiaoju sat on the shore with her legs hugged.

She knew Ukyo was following her.

"Sorry, I, I seem to have messed up the training camp."

"There's no need for such an apology. I don't like this kind of group activity anyway."

"But, but, you were on the beach, clearly with Yanami and Lemon... having fun with your water gun. I saw you spraying water on them..."

Ukyo's forehead bulged slightly. If this incident became a dark history of his freshman year, it would definitely be Komari Chika's doing. His revenge would be to list Komari's "GL literature list" one by one during his "Outstanding Student Representative" speech before summer vacation. He should be merciful to his friends. There was no need to resort to "hard training at the Children's Palace" kendo to exact revenge. A small punishment, a big warning, and we could still be best friends.

anyway--

"I actually think you did a great job."

"what?"

"I say, you did a great job. At least when it comes to dealing with feelings, you've surpassed Yanami and Lemon."

"B-but I am bad..." Xiaoju was interrupted by Ukyo before she could finish her words, "They haven't confirmed their relationship yet, right? If that's the case, then what's the point of talking about destruction?"

Hearing this, Xiaoju's eyes suddenly lit up, "So, U-Ukyo... think I have a chance?"

Ukyo was stunned. He didn't mean that.

He actually didn't think highly of Xiaoju, but he didn't expect that there was a gap between the two senior high school students. From the perspective of taking sides, he liked Xiaoju Chika more than Yue Zhimu. The former had ridden in his car, so they had some friendship.

Sometimes he didn't know whether he should lie or tell the truth. It seemed that when it came to feelings, his choices would always make things worse. Ukyo wanted to tell the truth to Xiaoju, but considering that his "intuition" had been wrong the previous two times, this time, he decided to turn his mind around.

"There's a chance." Ukyo patted Xiaoju's shoulder, the muscles at the corners of his mouth twitched, and he gave a fake smile.

Volume 51: Chapter : The Story of a Junior

With Ukyo's approval, Xiaoju felt a little relieved.

She didn't know Ukyo as well as Yanami and Lemon did, so in Xiaomari's cognition, Ukyo had always been labeled as a "master of presenting himself".

Although he had lost his dragon blood and was no longer the dream lover of all the girls in the school as he used to be, he was very famous among the girls in the first grade at least. Every time he came back from the weekend, there would be seven or eight love letters from girls stuffed in his locker.

Handwritten confessions aren't very popular among high school students these days, so his LINE account receives more private messages. He often sees girls copying the same confession templates online. He'll then exchange their love letters, sending them to each other without adding anything more than a screenshot. Then, he'll switch the chat window to the larger group chat for the previous year, and if he's lucky, he'll witness a lively scene.

He used this method to discourage many online confessions, but some people were still tireless.

Xiaoju didn't realize that "receiving love letters" doesn't equate to "being able to fall in love." She thanked Ukyo, but Ukyo felt a little guilty. However, he remained expressionless, so Xiaoju couldn't tell.

........

...

Ukyo didn't stay with Komari for long.

Judging from the current situation, she is temporarily the winner of tonight, and winners don't need consolation.

The hunger pangs persisted, and Ukyo planned to return to the hotel to retrieve his charging phone before returning to the campground. He was concerned about Black Dog Head's condition and wanted to check the police app for any news on Mao Li. He was also concerned about whether any "academy"-like organization had contacted him after the video was released.

When he walked into the hotel door, he ran into Yue Zhimu who was carrying a suitcase. Their eyes did not meet and they just passed each other.

Ukyo wondered whether he should call her over. After all, they were in the same club. If she quit the club because of this incident after returning to school, it would be a headache for him. The "minimum number of 10 members" given by the student union had not yet been met. If Yue Zhimu quit the club at this juncture, he would have to find five more members.

After passing him, she suddenly stopped and stood at the door of the hotel, as if waiting for someone to come.

Ukyo realizes that this isn't his place to do, and that Tsukinoki is giving Tamaki a chance, but Tamaki doesn't show up.

If the two people are destined to miss each other, then there is no need for him to say anything more. He can only respect and wish them to meet better ones.

I returned to my room to retrieve my phone and found the diagnostic information from Maoli in the app. The black dog's head had the skeletal structure of a "beagle," perhaps more commonly known as an "Egyptian hound," but with an unusually large skull. Using AI to reconstruct the skull, a beagle capable of carrying such a large head would have been at least 2.5 meters tall and weighed over 200 kilograms. This wasn't a beagle at all, but the largest African lion.

The black liquid clinging to the fur wasn't corpse oil, but tar, a substance containing a large amount of incompletely burned carbon. Both tar and corpse oil possessed a pungent odor, though the difference between the two was significant. It was simply the circumstances at the time that led Ukyo to initially identify corpse oil over tar. Regardless of the cause, they were unsure of the liquid's appearance.

In addition, a picture was sent along with the test results.

It was a screenshot of the mirror reflection at 3 minutes, 3 seconds, and 02 seconds while he was recording the game. The task force captured an image of a masked clown in the mirror's reflection. It was none other than the "Pope," who had died the day before. It was watching itself play the game in the mirror. Or rather... it was standing in the bathroom, and the mirror merely reflected its image.

The image only stayed there for a fraction of a second. If the task force had not used a magnifying glass to examine the video bit by bit, it would have been difficult for Youjing to find such details on his own.

The task force leaned towards the latter theory, that the clown appeared in the bathroom, not the mirror. However, Ukyo preferred the former, having had similar experiences and knowing that a "mirror" could serve as a link between the two worlds. He shared this information with the task force, but it seemed there were no experts in the field. They were detectives, not shamans, and could not verify the accuracy of the information.

Secondly, the task force wanted him to provide the Spider Cutter that could cut down monsters.

Ukyo replied in a tacit agreement that his sword was nothing special; any divine sword would have similar effects, and similar swords could be purchased from the abbot of Jingu-ji Temple. He made no mention of the Spider Cut because it wasn't considered a legitimate antique. The dealer he'd bought it from was a smuggler, and in the antique world, those who wanted to buy a genuine sword had to rely on these illegal vendors and gigolos.

Apart from Maori, no relevant organization came to the door.

He tried to see if the other party would contact him via private messages on YouTube, but the 99+ red dots gave him a headache. Professionals probably wouldn't use such a primitive communication method. But what if the other party was an ancient organization skilled in exorcism and fighting, but not so adept at using electronic devices? So Ukyo continued to carefully sift through the private messages, fearing he might have missed something.

While looking through the private messages, he walked towards the campsite. When he passed by the woods, he saw Shintaro Tamaki who was confused there.

"...Ukyo."

The other party took the initiative to come up and talk.

"Yamu is at the entrance of the hotel, you'd better go check it out."

"Um... I'm so sorry about what happened with the novel. I didn't mean to make things difficult for you. It's just that the position of president was inexplicably taken away by a high school freshman, so I feel a little unhappy."

Ukyo suspected that what he had just said slipped out to Tamaki, he was talking about Tsuki no Ki Koto getting ready to leave at the inn door, not asking for an apology from him.

He had already written the prologue of the novel, and to be honest, he didn't take the trivial challenge seriously.

.....

"You called me just to apologize?"

"Of course not!" Tamaki said with a somewhat embarrassed expression, "I've heard about your junior's deeds and know that you're a rare love expert in the high school department, so I have something I want to ask you!"

Here we go again... When did he get the label of "relationship expert" that had nothing to do with him? He used to think he knew a lot about love because his old college was full of couples. He had seen them for four years, but after going back to high school, he realized that love also needs to be adapted to the circumstances. The "budding love" of high school students is too difficult to understand and too complicated.

"I can't help you with love matters."

"How could that be? You've been showered with love letters. You're the one who deserves to be killed! I don't know how many girls have confessed their love to you!"

Youjing was shocked. How could Shifu High School have such an unofficial ranking?

"Hey, Ukyo, why are your pupils a little out of focus? Don't scare me!"

"I'm fine."

"That's great, please listen to me for a few words..."