Don't use Type-Moon references in Oregairu!

(Yuihama, oh Yuihama, use your invincible brain to think of a solution!)

It was as if a powerful switch had been flipped; in an instant, Yui Yuigahama felt the world slow down. Things she had previously ignored, knowledge she couldn't understand, flowed slowly through her mind like a stream, being absorbed by her shriveled brain.

Just a tiny bit, she began to dislike the part of herself that liked to read people's expressions, just a tiny bit...

The clear and slow-moving world suddenly collapsed, and Yui Yuigahama's mood immediately plummeted. She calmly stuffed the bento box in her hand into the drawer, with a somewhat listless expression: "Yuuko... Yui, I'm feeling a little unwell. My stomach has been hurting a bit lately."

Yumiko Miura immediately understood Yui Yuigahama's unspoken message and asked with some concern, "What's wrong? Do you need me to help you to the infirmary?"

"Haha...no need, I'll just go to the infirmary and get some glucose from the teacher. I haven't even had an appetite for my lunchbox." Yui Yuigahama pouted pitifully at her fingertips. "Yumiko, I'm sorry, you go ahead and eat..."

"Okay, be careful." Miura Yumiko watched Yuigahama Yui leave, feeling a little guilty: Yui's face was so pale, she might really be a little anemic, she might have just been looking out the window for some fresh air.

Sigh, she's still thinking about having dinner with me in this state... No, regardless of whether she's interested in Fujimaru or not, I have to suppress the rumors in the class so as not to affect Yui.

Yui Yuigahama went out, still looking listless, but she felt a strange sense of pleasure: in a split second, she had already thought of the expression and excuse she needed to show.

Subtle angle adjustments, unintentional frowns, and even her gaze and gestures all evoked Yumiko Miura's compassion.

(That way, even if there are strange rumors, they'll be suppressed by Yumiko's status in the social pyramid. And if I'm not mistaken, after Fujimaru finishes shopping, he'll either go to the infirmary or the service club; he definitely won't let anyone see me going to see him.)

Today, Yui Yuigahama fully entered that inexplicable state for the first time, and she was somewhat caught up in the guilt of scheming against others.

But honestly, it feels so good!

It's like a spider weaving its web, watching an unsuspecting moth fly headfirst into it and reaping the joy of a delicious dinner.

She walked slowly, and when she reached a deserted corridor, she couldn't help but hop and skip, humming a song. Her steps were as solemn and sacred as a priestess's Kagura dance.

Soubu High School's infirmary is on the first floor of the special building, in front of the tennis courts. Unless someone is there to help move the piano in the music room, tidy up the trash in the biology room, or organize the library's collection, you'll rarely see anyone else there.

The Service Club is also located on the upper floor of the special building, so Yui Yuigahama is quite certain that Fujimaru Ritsuka and the other two will meet nearby.

The corridor was quiet. Yui Yuigahama subconsciously slowed her steps, and a knowledge she didn't know came from, allowing her to silently sneak towards the infirmary.

The door to the infirmary wasn't completely closed, and the smell of disinfectant leaked out from the crack. Yui Yuigahama, who was nearby, could already faintly hear the conversation.

There was no sound from the school nurse; she'd probably gone to eat.

"How could you hurt your back like that? Will we still be able to carry out the operation this afternoon?" The voice was magnetic, tickling the ears like swan feathers—hmm, that's the voice of Fujimaru Ritsuka. Many classmates think he could be a voice actor; he'd definitely sell a lot of BL dramas.

"Tactics, don't you understand tactics? Now I can skip class openly and legitimately, right?" The voice sounded a little guilty and particularly lazy; it was definitely the voice of someone who was staying home.

"Ha...you little bug, not only are you showing off, but you're also blatantly slacking off!" Hmm! It feels like Xiaoxue's sadistic tone has gotten even stronger since I last saw her! Although her voice is still so clear and cold, it's still very distinctive.

"Speaking of which, are you ready? This time, we must kill him completely!"

"Of course!"

"Of course!"

Yui Yuigahama gripped her chin tightly, trembling: Her classmates were starting to discuss how to kill someone, what was she, a delicate high school girl, supposed to do!

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29. Clever Thinking Before the Opening

JK, the light of countless lives, the fire of desire, is also their sin, their soul.

A flawless body and a pure white soul intertwine within JK, transforming into beautiful daydreams, sacred and wonderful.

So, Xiaoxue inside, you should repent!

Although Yui Yuigahama really wanted to go in and say that, she was afraid.

Because such topics have already been vaguely discussed within the text:

"Although the M1911 wasn't very useful, the RPG was pretty powerful."

"The East City Gang can actually make RPGs? Really?"

"It's a pity there's no second one... If it weren't for maintaining a good image, I would have taken dozens of M1911s with me, at least it would have reduced some of the losses along the way."

Yui Yuigahama squatted down, questioning the meaning of life.

To be honest, she had seen some unusual things in the stadium before, and she had also experienced strange changes herself. She initially thought it was related to things like Onmyoji or yokai...

But what are they even talking about?!

RPG! M1911!

Although Yui Yuigahama didn't understand these things, when she connected them with the famous Tojo Clan in Chiba City, she knew they must be those big, black, and powerful weapons.

So, could it be that Xiaoxue and the others made a deal in the stadium last time, or even double-crossed each other?

I remember when they came out, there was some blood on the strange weapons they were wearing.

Yui Yuigahama gave up thinking.

She hesitated for a moment, then quietly returned to the classroom.

Seeing her absent-minded appearance, Miura Yumiko felt a pang of heartache: "Yui, you don't seem to be getting any better. Did that guy who flaunted his figure not give you any glucose at all?"

Yui Yuigahama took out her lunchbox and forced a smile. "No, Yumiko, the school nurse gave me some medicine. I just took it, so I'm not feeling better yet."

She ate the food in her bento box bite by bite, without tasting it. The curry beef she cooked today was actually quite good, but she just couldn't swallow it.

She forced down a few mouthfuls of rice, her expression not good. She wanted to get back into that wonderful state, but the warmth in her body didn't seem to have returned. So she decided not to think about it anymore and asked her friend directly, "Yumiko, what would you do if your friend went astray?"

Yumiko Miura closed the flip-top and sat down next to Yui Yuigahama. The usually haughty queen revealed a side of herself that was never seen before. She held Yui Yuigahama's hand, her face slightly flushed.

Hesitating for a moment, she said, "Yui, you know I'm not very good at comforting people, so it's a bit unexpected that you're saying this to me all of a sudden. But I believe in Yui, so let's just honestly advise her to turn back!"

What if there's no other way?

"Then slap her and break off all ties."

Yumiko is such a bold and ruthless person; she can openly express her feelings for Hayama... so I can't let those three people go astray!

Yui Yuigahama made up her mind. She hugged Yumiko Miura with a grin and rubbed her face against hers: "Ah, Yumiko is the only one who can help me. It's so good to be friends with you."

"Let go of me! You're just a mere Yui~" Miura Yumiko pushed Yui away in a flustered manner, her face turning red.

Damn Yui! She was so proactive today! Damn it, that's the downside of making friends based on cuteness. Once someone tries to get close to you with their looks, there's no way to refuse them, right?

Today, in Class 2-F, the lilies are in full bloom.

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Fujimaru Ritsuka gave up on the penguin that was slacking off in the infirmary and leisurely returned to the classroom after lunch break.

Hmm? Something feels off. The classroom atmosphere is so sour and sweet, it's really strange.

Without giving it much thought, he returned to his seat: Great, Yuigahama Yui hasn't been stealing glances at me again. My reputation is secure this time. Now it's time for some serious action after school!

Yui Yuigahama sat in a chair, deciding that she would secretly follow them after school to see what these three were up to.

Xiaoxue, those of you staying at home, and Fujimaru-kun, I won't let you continue down this wrong path.

Although the two were separated only by an aisle, their thoughts were quite different; what they had in common was that they had both begun to drift off into their own worlds. The teacher of the afternoon class had veins bulging near his temples, but there was nothing he could do about it.

Time spent attentively in class seemed to drag on, like painfully counting the stains on the ceiling with your eyes closed. But time spent slacking off in class vanished so quickly, like the wallet of an old man drinking with Ginza girls. In the blink of an eye, school was over.

Cheers erupted from the students in the classroom; today marked the start of Golden Week. In Japan, Golden Week also begins in late April or early May, but it's unrelated to Labor Day. The main reason is that several holidays are approaching in early May: Constitution Memorial Day on May 3rd, National Day on May 4th, Children's Day on May 5th, and so on. The holiday schedule varies each year. Some years even start as early as the 27th, offering a full eleven-day break, while this year it runs from May 1st to 6th.

While his classmates discussed how to spend the long weekend, Fujimaru Ritsuka packed his things, politely greeted a classmate who came to ask him questions, and then headed towards the special building without looking back. His eyes burned with fierce determination.

Here I come, with my weapons!

"Yui? Yui?" Miura Yumiko gently curled the ends of her hair as she chatted with Yui Yuigahama about their Golden Week plans, but after talking for a while without getting a response, she couldn't help but ask.

"Ah, I'm here! Yumiko..." Yui Yuigahama snapped out of her daze, turned to look at Yumiko Miura, and said very seriously, "Let's talk about Golden Week on Line. Right now, I have something to do to stop my friend from doing something wrong."

grunt.

Yumiko Miura swallowed hard. She felt that the soft and sweet Yui Yuigahama seemed to have become a different person, full of rare courage. She managed to give a weak "okay".

Watching her run out excitedly, she closed her flip phone with an uncertain expression: Ah... I vaguely sensed that Yui Yuigahama was quite nice to that gloomy guy, and they seem to be in the same club... The new exchange student and Hikigaya seem to get along quite well.

Could it be that...?

She was going to stop Hachiman Hikigaya and Ritsuka Fujimaru from embarking on the forbidden path.

Haha... Just kidding, right? I must have been influenced by someone.

.......

Could it really be true? Otherwise, what could possibly be considered a wrong path by that indifferent Yuihama?

Yumiko Miura fell into deep thought. She nudged Hina Ebina: "Could it be that the gloomy man and the transfer student are actually from that side?"

"What are you thinking, Yumiko? Don't try to find the truth in your fantasies!"

"Ah, that's true..."

30. Secrets and Mutations

April 30, 3:30 PM, Zongwu High School.

Students have begun to leave school one after another, and high school students, who are about to enjoy a long holiday, are happily discussing their plans for the next six days. They are playing around and laughing freely.

The social butterflies have already booked the beach, rooms, and room 001. The otaku have gathered together, discussing which AAA game they should play to their heart's content over the next six days. Meanwhile, the top students preparing for their next academic year are taking a breather and planning to relax.

Youth is a wonderful time, free from worries.

Fujimaru Ritsuka stood in the empty gymnasium, listening to the distant noise, and sighed—"I also want to have some fun. Unfortunately, there's this self-proliferating piece of dog poop next to me."

He took several steel pipes and used [Flame] to slowly melt them into swords, then put them into pre-purchased scabbards and placed them in his golf club bag.

After completing the preparations, he patted his golf bag with satisfaction. Now, even if he sacrificed the lifespan of his swords to enhance their power, he wouldn't have to worry about running out of backup weapons. Moreover, this saved him a lot of magic power that would otherwise be spent on temporary enhancements.

"Are we still got enough weapons?" Fujimaru Ritsuka asked, glancing at her two companions.

Hachiman Hikigaya touched his bangs and smiled.

Yukino Yukinoshita crossed her arms and snorted.

Fujimaru Ritsuka slung her golf bag over her shoulder and drew a sword: "Very well, let's begin."

A rainbow-colored light shone brightly as Fujimaru Ritsuka wholeheartedly called upon the power residing within her for the first time.

The school uniform was gone, replaced by a red saffron long-sleeved vest and a white haori, revealing his strong chest muscles. He changed into black, dirt-resistant hakama, with a white cloth sash around his waist.