I really don't want to have a girlfriend.

Yang Nai spread her hands, blinking innocently, "Nowhere else is as fun as here. As for the location, can't we just find it by intuition?"

Of course, that wasn't the truth.

"what?!"

Teacher Xiaojing seemed to believe it, her mouth agape in disbelief, the cola-flavored lollipop looking like it was about to fall out of her mouth at any moment.

"To be able to do something like this based solely on intuition... could it be that you, Yang Nai, have cultivated a sixth sense..."

Yukino Yukinoshita pretended not to hear and turned her gaze back to her younger sister.

"By the way, I'd like to join you for your challenge later. Is that okay?"

It was less of a question and more of a tone of confirmation after a decision had been made.

"No." As expected, Yukino, who was in a rebellious phase, answered decisively.

Yang Nai didn't say anything, but silently stared into her sister's eyes with a teasing look.

One second, two seconds.

Her bright, black eyes quickly gave in, and as she looked away, she sighed in resignation.

"...Although I'd like to say that, our company's activities are always conducted in a public manner. If you have nothing to do today, you can come along."

"Yay, I got Yukino's permission!"

She raised her hands and cheered insincerely, only to be glared at by Yukino again.

Haruno stopped what she was doing, then suddenly remembered something and looked thoughtful: "But Yukino, even though you're the club president, the one who's actually going to challenge the other clubs is Tenkuji-kun from over there, right?"

After going around in circles, she finally looked directly at Tenkuji Yuu.

Chapter 102 Yang Nai's Test (Part 2)

"So, I should ask for his opinion?"

Yukino said sarcastically, "You're not going to listen to anyone's opinion, so what difference does it make who you ask?"

But at this moment, Yang's attention was no longer on her, but on Tenkuji Yu, who was looking up from his phone, their eyes meeting.

For some reason, looking into his eyes, Yukinoshita Haruno was speechless for a moment.

For a moment, my nose suddenly stung, as if it were being squeezed, and I felt like I wanted to shout something out loud.

But I forgot what voice to use when I spoke to him.

But when she came to her senses, she was still that calm monster; examining her emotional changes from an objective perspective, she found nothing unusual.

Is it an illusion? Probably an illusion.

She smiled as usual, like teasing the neighbor's little boy: "Tenkuji-kun, that piano piece is really nice. What's it called?"

"Um... I'm glad you like 'Spring Rain'."

He seemed a little confused when suddenly struck up a conversation with him, and his attitude was polite but distant.

"Also, as I said at the awards ceremony, anyone who wants to observe is welcome, and you don't need to ask my opinion."

"Okay, that's good~"

After giving a perfunctory answer, Yukinoshita Haruno thought for a moment and suddenly asked, "By the way, have we met anywhere else?"

He opened his mouth slightly, and like everyone else who heard the question, his expression was somewhat taken aback.

"No, I don't remember..."

An impulse fermented in her heart, and Yang Nai simply threw out all her doubts and pressed him for answers.

"Your attitude is even more distant than Yui's. Even though it's our first meeting, it feels a bit deliberate."

He seemed to sense something, his brow furrowed slightly, and he replied without hesitation: "I'm very sorry if I've offended you, but this is how I treat unfamiliar elders."

“Elder…” Yang Nai was a little annoyed, but then put on a mask of feigned grievance, “You’ve been staring at your phone ever since I came in. Do you think I’m that ugly?”

He waved his phone, subtly rolling his eyes: "It would be rude of me to keep staring at you, wouldn't it? I was just replying to a friend's message. It has nothing to do with when you came in. You're overthinking it."

"Ah, then I'm relieved." Feeling no comfort at all, she narrowed her eyes and changed the subject, saying, "Too many honorifics are annoying. You don't have to be so respectful. Yukino's friends are my friends."

"Then please let me call you Miss Yang Nai."

Tenkuji Yu shrugged compliantly, maintaining a calm and casual attitude throughout the young woman's raging conversation, preventing her from taking control of the topic.

He paused for a moment, then added, "Also, your sister and I aren't friends."

"That's right, my taste isn't that low."

Yukino Yukinoshita crossed her arms, tilted her chin up, and gave a refreshing smile, seemingly very satisfied with his self-awareness.

Yukino looked at the two of them with surprise, then covered her mouth with her hand and whispered in amazement:

"Really... Given Yukino's personality, would she have a late-night phone chat with someone who isn't her boyfriend or friend?"

It sounded like he was talking to himself, but the volume was loud enough for everyone in the classroom to hear.

But no one changed their expression as she expected; instead, they all looked at her with strange eyes.

Yui Yuigahama hesitated for a moment, then tentatively asked, "Um, Haruno-san... are you very concerned about Yuu's situation?"

"Huh? Why do you say that?" Yang Nai was somewhat surprised.

A cold laugh rang out from the window.

"Is that even a question? Just think back to how you acted just now. You were just like a clingy old man trying to pick someone up."

While offering a sharp critique of her older sister, Yukino Yukinoshita also scrutinized the two of them with a critical eye, seizing the opportunity to launch a counterattack: "This isn't like you at all, sister."

While chewing on a lollipop, Hiratsuka Shizuka unwittingly added insult to injury: "After all, you asked me about Tenkuji just on Friday, so I'm not surprised."

As soon as he finished speaking, the gazes of the other few people became slightly more subtle.

"..."

Hidden beneath her hair, her ears inexplicably felt hot, and Yukino's expression stiffened slightly as she fell into a brief silence.

However, words like "awkward" and "shy" would never appear in her dictionary.

Soon, Haruno sighed and slumped her shoulders: "...I can't help it, I'm really worried about Yukino's love life."

"If the person she's chatting with at night is a womanizer, and the dignified second young lady of the Yukinoshita family falls into the trap of a scumbag's affections, am I, as her older sister, supposed to turn a blind eye?"

The tone suddenly shifted, she clenched her fist, looked up at the sky with a determined gaze, and exuded a passionate aura of sacrificing the individual for the greater good.

"Even if it makes her angry, even if it leads to misunderstandings, I have to protect my sister's relationship and investigate whether that man is reliable!"

These words immediately moved two people present.

Hiratsuka Shizuka: "I never imagined that someone with such a terrible personality like you could have such a JUMP-like side..."

Yui Yuigahama: "It's so enviable to have an older sister who loves her younger sister so much..."

Only Yuuto Tenkuji and Yukino Yukinoshita exchanged a helpless glance, shook their heads, and fully demonstrated their tacit understanding of not believing these words at all.

Yukinoshita secretly stuck out her pink tongue, managing to get away with a forced cute smile.

The noise from the Service Club continued until then, and there was nothing left to clean up. Centered around the protagonist of the upcoming event—Tenkuji Yu—the group prepared to head to the Culinary Research Club's classroom.

Looking at her reflection in the mirror, Yukinoshita touched her hair and muttered something seemingly unintentionally.

"Is it going to rain soon? My hair, which I just styled this morning, is already split. How annoying..."

As she walked towards the door, Tenkuji Yu heard the sound and glanced at her.

Before I could look away, I saw her take a comb out of her bag.

The cypress wood, with its smooth surface adorned with a vibrant spring-like painting, seemed to have been recently purchased, shining brightly in the woman's fair hands.

Tenkuji Yu's pupils constricted sharply, and her heart stopped for a moment.

Then, with a 'bang!', before he could even pull back, he crashed headfirst into the door frame.

"..."

Hiratsuka Shizuka and Yuigahama Yui, who had just walked out, and Yukino Yukinoshita, who was waiting for him to leave, all stared in astonishment at him crouching down with his head in his hands.

"Hey kid, are you alright?"

"Xiao You, are you alright?"

"I'm truly astonished that you would do something so stupid..."

"..."

Only Yukinoshita, holding a wooden comb and combing her shoulder-length curly hair, squinted her eyes slightly in front of the mirror, a thoughtful glint in them.

A woman's intuition can sometimes be terrifying.

Chapter 103 The Dog System is Scamming People Again! (Part 2)

Damn it, WSM!

This was the only thought in Yuu Tenkuji's mind at that moment.

He crouched down in front of the doorframe, questioning the system incredulously:

'You damn system, come out here! What happened to the promised world line shift?'

'Translate this for me! What the hell do you mean by world line shift? What the hell do you mean by world line shift?!'

No one could understand the utter astonishment that Yuu Tenkuji felt when he saw that comb—he was completely unable to calm down.

Why didn't the things I gave her disappear after the mission ended?!

It shouldn't be like this.

The system had said that after the mission ended, their memories and experiences would be corrected, and the items they had given each other, such as bracelets and rings, would either disappear or revert to their original state due to the disappearance of the "reason".

Since Tenkuji Yuu has never met Yukino Yukinoshita, he naturally wouldn't give her anything—the logic behind this is very easy to understand.

That's why all the things Yang Nai had given him before—the fountain pen, matching outfits, pet food, and so on—disappeared after that day without leaving a trace.

He had assumed that, like a duelist's card being sent to another dimension, it would be unable to be resurrected from the graveyard or banished zone.

—As a result, the system immediately launched a counterattack.