I really don't want to have a girlfriend.

The desolate world remained silent, and the gray snow, like withered cherry blossoms, drifted under the gloomy sky.

The sound of footsteps rang out crisply.

He took a step and slowly walked towards the stone gate.

"System, I don't know what you're up to, or whether you're trying to help me or are plotting against me."

He calmly extended his hands, and although they trembled slightly, his movements were unwavering.

"However, I promised to be her hero, and I will see it through to the end."

Although he was a mediocre hero, if he went back to see her now, he wouldn't even be able to be a hero anymore.

There's nothing we can do about it; after all, Yukinoshita Haruno wouldn't say something like, "Thank you for coming back to say goodbye."

"Why don't you just leave decisively? This lack of manliness is so unlike you!"

This is the kind of thing she would say—as her ex-boyfriend, no one understands Yukinoshita better than Yuu Tenkuji.

"And, most importantly..."

Yuu Tenkuji pushed open the stone door, and behind it was a white light, bright but not dazzling.

He turned to look at the system screen and smiled slightly: "What she thinks is not important. Someone who will forget everything sooner or later has no right to speak."

"If she ever regains her memory, I'd lick her toes as an apology... but that's impossible, right?"

"If you can, please say hello to Yang Nai for me, okay, you damn system?"

After saying that, Yuu Tenkuji stepped into the white light. His consciousness seemed to go blank for a moment, and he subconsciously closed his eyes.

His figure disappeared behind the stone door, and the heavy door panel closed immediately.

boom!

Dust settled down, and the empty world fell silent once more.

……

...

I don't know how much time has passed.

"World correction complete... Host's emotions recovered."

The system's voice sounded calmly.

"Injury Time" energy remaining; "Sunlight Orb" automatically activated.

As the system announced, a golden, sun-like spherical luminous object shot out of the screen and rushed straight into the dark gray sky.

After finding a good spot, it hung high up there, casting a corner of warmth into the cold and lonely world.

The system screen suddenly flickered, and Yukinoshita Haruno, who was fast asleep in bed, appeared on the screen.

In her hand, she tightly gripped a small wooden comb that was gradually becoming transparent.

A spherical luminescent object emitted a ray of light, which flew into the screen.

The wooden comb gradually regained its shape and was turned over by the girl, pressed under her chest.

Bounty closed, expected update schedule

Guys, I'm straight guys.

So, it seems those who set ambitious goals will eventually get their hopes up and be disappointed? Look at what I said a week ago.

(Click here to return to the bounty chapter)

Readers, my Superman! You really did it!

This has resulted in me owing three times the amount of the ten chapters I was supposed to write, a truly tragic feat! Waaaaaah...

Is this what it feels like to experience pain and pleasure at the same time?

It felt like I'd been punched by a fiery fist; my liver started to hurt, and I couldn't even say "Yay!" anymore...

Alright, let's hurry up and tally up the bounty results.

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(Bounty conditions: 100 dollars, 10,000 dollars will result in an extra chapter)

Blade: 541 → 1499

Unconditional carryover, let's just call it ten chapters, isn't that great?

Donations: 58224 → 26.10

I'll just consider this as twenty-one chapters, it's fine... Waaah, author, I don't think this is right!

Why did this happen? Why did someone suddenly donate 100,000 cat biscuits before the bounty expired?

I originally thought twenty chapters wouldn't be too much pressure, and I've done it before, but now there are ten more...

The child is too young to have ever seen anything like this before!

I'm so happy, hahaha...

To the reader named Sanjiujiujiu, I'll remember you!

Thank you to my girlfriend for the donation!

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In short, thank you to all the readers who enjoyed this book and were willing to spend money on it.

The first girlfriend alone wrote 200,000 words, which I'm sure you all know. This is a long novel with at least a million words.

Thirty chapters is nothing, right? We haven't even reached the mid-game yet, it'll be over very quickly.

Then, I already gave back four chapters in the past two days, so the number of chapters to be given back is [twenty-seven chapters].

I guarantee at least two updates a day. Based on Hedgehog Cat's perfect attendance record, updates before 6 AM are considered part of the previous day's updates. From now on, I will update at least three times a day, four times is the norm, and five times is a must.

Because of the author's schedule, updates will usually be done at night, and even later if writer's block occurs. You can try reading while having breakfast when you wake up.

I've set myself a small goal—to update five times a day, finish it by the beginning of November, and then start the next round of bounties to kill myself.

If I were ruthless, I could just offer a monthly pass bounty... but forget it, that's a bit scary. I'll do that someday when I'm really desperate.

Of course, most people won't be able to achieve those so-called small goals, so I'm just actively expressing that I won't let you down. In reality, the progress will probably be greatly delayed.

Anyway, I won't offer a reward until I've paid off all the chapters I owe; in order to earn more money, I'll try my best to pay off all the chapters I owe.

And so, I went back to typing (picking up the keyboard).

The final chapter: As the sun sets and rises again, will tomorrow's sunlight be different?

The summer sky was a clear, deep blue, bathed in sunshine.

At nine o'clock in the morning, Tokyo awakens its busy vitality, the city's blood vessels start running at full speed, and the day for the corporate slave begins.

In a suite at a luxury hotel near the suburbs.

On the double bed, a twenty-year-old woman was fast asleep, as peaceful as a painting.

Not long after, the sparrows outside the window folded their wings and began chattering on the telephone pole, like an alarm clock that had been placed far away and could not be easily smashed.

"Well……"

The once peaceful sleeping face gradually revealed a struggle. The young woman clicked her tongue in dissatisfaction, picked up another pillow and covered her face, trying to block out the noise.

Unfortunately, it was all in vain.

The chirping of birds still clearly entered the room, just like that octopus musician from the deep sea, completely unaware of how annoying it was.

"Ugh ugh ugh ugh—!"

Frustrated, the young woman, with her long legs crossed and her hair disheveled, rolled around on the bed for another ten minutes or so.

Only then did he reluctantly sit up and lazily yawn.

"Ugh~ This is so annoying! The soundproofing in this hotel is terrible! How dare they call it a luxury hotel? I'm reporting them..."

Muttering a few complaints, Yukinoshita Haruno rubbed her eyes with her right hand, leaned against the headboard like putty, staring blankly, trying to clear her mind by letting her mind wander.

Is this not my home? Why am I here?

—In order to tease his sister who didn't have time to go to Disneyland, he wandered around the amusement park alone until midnight. Too lazy to hail a taxi and not wanting to go home, he just randomly found a hotel to stay in.

"Wait, was I an idiot yesterday? Why would I do something like that?"

Yukino shook her head, pressing her brow with a troubled expression.

My head is throbbing a little; it seems I drank too much yesterday and unconsciously did something as stupid and meaningless as the word "youth" suggests.

Too lazy to think about it too deeply, she sighed and moved on, glancing down at her body.

Because I went to bed wearing a towel after taking a shower yesterday, I'm completely naked now, feeling warm and cozy in the morning light streaming through the window.

Even with her great figure, she was already tired of seeing this snow-covered mountain scenery; so after confirming that everything was alright, Yukino Yukinoshita patted her cheeks and prepared to get up and wash up.

"Ok?"

When I raised my hand, I realized that I had been holding a comb in my left hand the whole time.

It was a wooden comb that looked inexpensive and was decorated with spring-themed paintings.

"Where did it come from?" she asked, frowning in confusion.

Neither the style nor the design seem like something I would buy... Is it from a hotel?

I carefully recalled yesterday's events. I could remember most of what happened up to the time I finished showering, but I couldn't recall where I bought or found the comb.

Did you used to just casually toss it into your bag?

Unable to figure it out, Yukino Yukinoshita simply stopped thinking about it, since it wasn't anything important anyway.

"Throw it away, it's so tacky."

With that, Yukino Yukinoshita got off the bed, her hand passing over the trash can, but she placed the comb on the dressing table next to her.

"Use it to comb my hair later, then throw it away," she murmured, seemingly explaining to no one in particular.