The Hikigaya couple's youthful love story is definitely not a problem.

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"What's wrong? You still look half-dead?" Hachiman tapped Komachi on the head, teasing her knowingly.

Ugh, Onii-chan, you're so annoying, I don't want to talk to you anymore.

Komachi turned her head away angrily, her little cheeks puffed up like a bun.

Hachiman burst out laughing as he watched Komachi stay up all night to finish her homework the night before last and yesterday morning.

Who told you to write so late? I reminded you so many times.

Yukino also added insult to injury for Komachi.

Waaaaah, Yukino-neechan, you're like this too? Komachi doesn't want to live anymore.

Okay, stop fooling around, hurry up and eat your food and go to school.

Hachiman said to Komachi, who was lying on the table pretending to be dead.

Humph.

Komachi snorted and silently ate her breakfast.

"How's the new school?" Hachiman asked Rumi, who was standing next to him.

Hmm, it's alright.

The little guy responded casually.

"What do you mean by 'okay'? Is it the same as before?" Hachiman asked with concern.

"...No...it's just that I'm not used to it..." Liu Mei said somewhat embarrassedly.

Is there anything you're not used to?

Oh dear... just yesterday, two people suddenly approached me and asked me what I liked.

The little guy stammered as he spoke.

Is that so? Then I can rest assured.

Hachiman nodded, understanding the situation.

Is it a boy or a girl?

Hachiman suddenly asked a question out of the blue.

Huh? They're both girls, what's wrong?

The young Chinese girl gave a bewildered answer.

Yukino rolled her eyes in exasperation when she heard Hachiman's question.

It's okay, it's okay, hurry up and eat, or you'll be late.

Hachiman casually brushed it off.

After the four of them finished eating, they got into the car that had picked up and dropped off Yukino.

On the way, Komachi and Rumi got off the bus one after the other.

Sigh, I'd have to work for several lifetimes to afford a car like this.

Ms. Masami Nakajima, who commutes to get off work by bicycle every day, watched Rumi gracefully step out of the luxury car and thought to herself.

"Hello, teacher!" Little Liu Mei greeted, then ran into the school gate, holding the hands of two other girls who had been waiting there for a long time. They walked along chatting and laughing.

Let's go.

Only after Rumi's figure was out of sight did Hachiman give instructions to the driver with a smile.

"Are you relieved?" Yukino nestled against Hachiman and asked softly.

Aren't you worried? Hachiman held Yukino's small, white hand with its distinct knuckles.

What's the use of worrying? The key is still herself.

Yukino casually traced lines on Hachiman's palm with her fingertips.

Feeling a faint itch in his palm, Hachiman looked down at Yukino's pretty face.

Her fair and delicate face, without any minor flaws, was tinged with a faint blush that symbolized health. Her petite cherry lips and delicate nose were adorned with this blush, and her slightly parted mouth revealed a few pearly white teeth.

With her eyelids drooping and her long eyelashes trembling slightly, her dark blue eyes were like a pool of spring water, calm, gentle, and profound.

Her slender neck and delicate collarbone created a stunning picture, while the faint hickeys that hadn't completely faded added a touch of allure.

How have you been feeling lately?

"What do you mean, how?" Yukino asked, somewhat puzzled.

"Did it hurt when it came?" Hachiman whispered in Yukino's ear, his hot breath hitting her earlobe.

Ugh...why are you asking this?

Yukino's face turned even redder.

Ask me, otherwise how will I know if the two months of treatment I gave you have actually been effective?

Hachiman was perfectly justified.

It doesn't hurt anymore, but it still hurt a little last time.

Yukino said shyly.

You should still continue; your feet are still a bit cold.

Hachiman pondered.

Hmm, is there?

Don't you feel it yourself? It's probably even worse in winter.

Therefore, you are not allowed to eat ice water, ice cream, or anything that is considered "cold" in traditional Chinese medicine.

Hachiman continued to be very demanding of Yukino.

Hmm, okay.

Although Yukino's tone was reluctant, she was secretly pleased by Hachiman's concern.

Young master, the second young lady has arrived.

Yukino Anzu glared at the driver who had bothered her for the second time.

At this point, Hachiman began to suspect that the driver in front of him was doing it on purpose, but seeing that they had indeed arrived at the gate of Sobu High School, he had no choice but to give up.

He pulled Yukino out of the car and they strolled along slowly.

Ignoring Hiratsuka Shizuka, who was also walking on campus, Hachiman led Yukino in a small circle to avoid Hiratsuka Shizuka's gaze.

Why do we have to avoid mentioning Hiratsuka-sensei?

Yukino asked, puzzled.

Come on, if she sees us walking hand in hand, that would be terrible. It's best not to provoke her.

Hachiman pursed his lips.

While walking down the street, Hiratsuka Shizuka sneezed slightly, rubbed her nose, and said: "Did I use too much air conditioning?"

Hachiman and Yukino said goodbye on the stairs and walked towards their respective classes.

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The day passed by uneventfully. No one from the Service Club had come knocking on their door recently, and the three of them spent their club time in a rather boring way.

Alright, go ahead and say it.

Yukino sat on the sofa, looking at Hachiman like a queen.

"What did you say?" Hachiman blinked, confused.

The incident where you and Yui went to the fireworks festival and were caught cheating by my sister.

Oh.

Hachiman paused, organized his thoughts, and then began to speak in detail.

Chapter Forty-Seven: Fireworks Display

At noon, Hachiman, who had just finished eating, was watching TV on the sofa with a sleepy Rumi in his arms, while Komachi, who was next to him, was looking at a girls' magazine while petting Kaka.

Yukino, who had just finished washing the dishes and was wiping the water off her hands, came over.

The girl exhaled softly, and without even taking off her apron, she lay down next to him, her two long white legs draped over Hachiman's shoulders, her delicate soles pressed tightly against Hachiman's face.

"What's wrong? Are you tired?" Hachiman asked softly, feeling the slight coolness on his face.

What do you think? I've never washed dishes at home.

Yukino said irritably.

I don't care, I'm not doing it tomorrow.

Yukino pinched Hachiman's ear with her toes and gently tugged it back and forth.

Okay, okay, I'll come tomorrow.

Hachiman was completely helpless against Yukino's timid and feminine demeanor.

No, next week is all yours.

Yukino was still not satisfied.

Row.

Hachiman nodded in agreement.

Hey, is Onii-chan cooking tomorrow? Let me think about what to eat.