Hikigaya, the Son-in-law of Three Surnames

"What's wrong?" Yang Yan asked curiously.

But Hachiman quickly shook his head, then smiled and said, "Here, these are slippers."

He took out a new pair of pink slippers and looked at Yangyan.

As a result, the girl blushed a little, which puzzled Hachiman.

"Brother-in-law!" she said coquettishly.

Hachiman was even more confused and stared at the other person blankly.

"I'm going to take off my shoes. I've been walking all day." The girl seemed a little annoyed by her brother-in-law's lack of understanding of romance.

"Ms. Yangyan is afraid that you will smell her sweat, so it's better for you to sit on the sofa first, Dad."

Rumi, who was passing by as she took the curry out of the refrigerator, said calmly.

Miss Yangyan...not my aunt? His intuition turned out to be correct.

"Oh...Oh oh...I understand, sorry, sorry." Hachiman hurriedly left the entrance.

"The bathroom is at the back. Just put the dirty clothes in the basket." Liu Mei arranged everything calmly.

However, Yangyan still seemed unwilling to pay attention to Liumei. She herself didn't want to smell the smell of her own sweaty feet after a day's walk, so she quickly went to the bathroom to wash up.

After coming out, she complained to Hachiman: "I really don't understand how you managed to seduce me back then. You have no money and you don't understand romance. Oh, is it really because of your gentleness that I gave myself to you?"

"Your sister loves strawberries." Hachiman asked.

"and then?"

"I sent her strawberries for a month," Hachiman said sheepishly.

"Later, she got prickly heat from eating the strawberries, and finally had to give the strawberries to her roommate." He smiled with some nostalgia.

"But aren't strawberries very expensive?" Yang Yan asked.

"Yeah, so that month, besides delivering strawberries and attending classes, I was working part-time the whole time."

Then Yangyan was silent for a while and sat next to Hachiman. Although this guy was a fool, maybe because her sister had seen too many smart boys, she had a special impression of this guy.

"Also, if she were your sister, you would tell me directly and let me go away instead of asking me to play tricks." The man said in a gentle tone.

Just a few words made Yang Yan feel how deep the man's feelings for his sister were.

"Is that my sister's altar?" the girl asked curiously.

"Ah."

Then Yang Yan walked up, rang the bell gently, lit three incense sticks, and said something to her sister's photo.

"Um, the curry rice is ready." Liumei said softly in the kitchen.

The three of them sat at the dining table. There were only two servings of curry rice. Rumi had also heated up Hachiman's portion. So this child was really so gentle that it made him feel guilty.

Yang Yan didn't seem to follow the rules of not talking when eating or sleeping, so she said directly: "I ran away from my marriage, and now my family is looking for me. My family knows everyone I know, and the only person I can rely on and my family can't find is you, my brother-in-law."

Hachiman was stunned for a moment, took a bite of the potato and swallowed it, then asked, "My partner, is your character very bad?"

If the family was choosing a partner for their youngest daughter, it certainly would not be a matter of finances, but it could be that the issue was his poor moral character.

"Well, no, I've met that guy a few times. Apart from being boring, he's a pretty nice person." Yang Yan shook his head and said.

"If that's the case, why don't you try to get along? I think if you really don't like it, your family won't force you to marry him."

"This is a compatibility issue, understand? If they're not suitable, then they're not suitable. Besides, I want to learn from my sister and choose someone I like." Yang Yan said with his fists clenched.

Sure enough, the explosive process of his deceased wife running away from home when he was a child left a deep impression on Yangyan's mind, and now he is imitating the same thing.

Hachiman sighed and said, "You should try to get along with that guy. Don't imitate your sister."

His voice sounded a little low. The death of his late wife could be said to have taken away half of his life. If he hadn't had the little girl studying in the United States to take care of, he might have followed her.

"What are you talking about, brother-in-law? My sister has never regretted marrying you." Yang Yan retorted.

"Actually, you don't need to be so averse to blind dates. Maybe after getting along with each other, you can be like your sister and I. Your sister also said that I was boring." Hachiman tried his best to persuade.

"He didn't send me strawberries." Yang Yan said.

"what?"

"I said, that guy didn't send me strawberries for a month." The girl said angrily.

Okay, this is a complete breakdown of the conversation.

When Hachiman didn't know how to respond, Yang Yan smiled strangely and said, "Besides, brother-in-law, think about it, my sister and I look exactly the same. If I marry another man, can you imagine what it would be like for my sister to be pinned down by another man?"

Just as Hachiman was about to swallow, he nearly choked to death. He couldn't help but glare at his sister-in-law. He didn't expect that she was so proud of herself.

So Hachiman couldn't help but ask: "So what do you want?"

"I want to stay here for a while. I just need to let my family know my determination." Yang Yan encouraged himself.

Hachiman suddenly remembered the face he saw when he first came to the house, the beautiful woman he called mother-in-law, and he couldn't help but shudder.

"You are roasting me on the fire." He said in a painful tone.

If Hikigaya Hachiman's second fear was Rumi's anger, then his first fear would probably be meeting that cold-faced beautiful woman. Now if that mother-in-law knew that his sister-in-law was also involved with him, she would probably tear him apart alive.

But if you think about it carefully, it's really disgusting.

"So, please give me your guidance from now on, brother-in-law." Yang Yan clasped his hands together, gently stuck out his tongue, and acted cute in a malicious way.

However, she still ignored Liu Mei.

A play within a play: A ghost

After eating curry rice, Rumi went to take a shower. Hachiman didn't want to leave the plate to his daughter, so he prayed in the kitchen, but Yangyan stuck to him like a piece of plasticine.

"By the way, Yangyan, you should sleep with Rumi-chan tonight. It will be more convenient for you two girls to be together." Hachiman said casually.

But Yang Yan scratched his cheek as if he was troubled and said, "It's a bit embarrassing when you say that..."

Hachiman slightly questioned: "What's wrong, you don't want to?"

"Can I sleep with my brother-in-law?" Yang Yan asked jokingly.

"Please stop telling such tasteless jokes... I can't let you sleep on the sofa either. How about this, I'll change the bedding in my room, and you can sleep in my room, and I'll sleep on the sofa for the time being." Hachiman said.

"Hey, how can this be so embarrassing? Obviously..." But before Yangyan could finish her words, Hachiman, who already knew his sister-in-law's speaking style, interrupted.

"Stop, stop. What do you mean by sleeping with you? As a girl, you should stop saying such things. And... the sofa? When your sister was angry, she always liked to drive me to sleep on the sofa."

Hachiman said this with some nostalgia. Perhaps it was because of his sister-in-law who had the same face as his deceased wife that he thought of the happiest days quite frequently.

"Brother-in-law, please stop feeding me expired dog food all the time." The girl protested with a pout.

Hachiman also felt that something was wrong and quickly apologized: "Sorry, sorry, older people like to reminisce about the past."

But Yang Yan seemed to have misunderstood something and glanced at her brother-in-law's lower body: "He's old, is that true?"

Hachiman twitched his lips and said, "Please don't drive when there's a little girl around."

Someone seemed to have forgotten that he was having a lot of fun playing with the classmates of the little girl he was talking about.

"Hehehe, although my brother-in-law has been acting affectionate just now, has he really remained a virgin for so many years?" Yang Yan said with a critical look.

Hachiman subconsciously wanted to answer: Nonsense, of course.

But when I think about it, it seems that I am no longer pure.

It's not just that his body can't handle this problem, but mentally, he can't seem to keep his deceased wife in his heart alone.

Yang Yan looked at the change in her brother-in-law's expression and comforted him: "Okay, okay, after all, my sister has been dead for so many years, and my brother-in-law has never remarried. It is already amazing that he raised her alone. It is normal to have physiological needs. Just don't get sick."

Hachiman felt a headache and asked, "Is it really appropriate for you to say this?"

You are my sister-in-law after all, so it sounds weird, but Hachiman continued to ask: "By the way, you seem to be a little cold towards Rumi-chan?"

He almost said the word "I don't like it".

"Ahaha, it's not that I'm cold, it's just that brother-in-law, would you be nice to a stranger?" Yang Yan said calmly.

"How can Rumi be a stranger? Even if I'm not counted, she is your sister's daughter." Hachiman said somewhat unhappily.

"Ahaha, let's just take it as that. Besides, those who study in the United States may not like me. They are all the same." Yang Yan changed the subject.

"How...could that be? Rumi is a very polite child." Hachiman said as a matter of course.

Yang Yan glanced at him and said, "Is this the filter of a silly dad? And what you said seems to mean that I don't know manners. I'm going to be angry."

Hachiman apologized with a wry smile.

"I'm pretty good at judging people. Liu Mei is actually the same type of person as me." Yang Yan said.

"What kind of person?"

Yang Yan suddenly looked into his eyes with a smile in the corner of her eyes: "Someone who hides everything in his heart and doesn't let anyone know."

"That's not wrong, it seems. Rumi-chan does like to keep things to herself. When she had her first period, she asked the doctor at the school clinic and asked me for money to solve it. Oh, it would be great if she could be a little more like Kyoka-chan." Hachiman complained.

"Hehe, maybe there are some things that I can't tell you." Yang Yan said meaningfully.

Soon, Rumi came out of the bathroom, and then it was Kagero's turn to enter the bathroom.

Hachiman said to Rumi, "Um, Rumi-chan, don't you like your aunt?"

Liu Mei glanced at her father and said, "No one likes someone who is full of secrets, and she doesn't necessarily like me that much."

Hachiman's head began to hurt: "You two are very similar in this respect. Anyway, Yangyan will stay at our house for the next period of time. If you don't like her, just ignore her. If you have any questions, tell dad, okay?"

Liu Mei said without any expression: "Wouldn't it be better to rent her a house? Or does Dad really think that she would be annoying if she got married? Liuhua-chan is going to cry."

It hurts so much, it really hurts. Who is this kid? He speaks so viciously.

Damn it, that’s the only thing. Don’t be like your mother.

Hachiman coughed and put on his fatherly authority: "Anyway, I have decided on this matter. After all, relatives take care of each other."

"So Dad really wants to sleep on the sofa?" Liu Mei asked.

"Do you really want me to sleep with your aunt? I will be angry if you make such a joke." Hachiman said.

"Maybe you can sleep with me, like when we were little." Liu Mei said calmly.

Hachiman looked at Rumi blankly.

"I'm just kidding." Then she slowly walked down to the kitchen. Suddenly, she turned around and took out her cell phone.

"This is the photo that Rikka-chan sent me just now."

Hachiman's heart twitched violently. It was a picture of the starry sky by the coast. In the starless night sky, there was a strange spot. Along with the picture, there was also a question like 'ET?'

"I think Rikka-san just wants to be alone and sort herself out for a bit," Rumi said calmly.

Even though he was against the relationship between Rikka and her father, he still didn't want to make Hachiman worry so he hid the news.

"Then, what if Rikka..." Hachiman tried to ask.

"Then I will run away from home, just like Miss Yangyan." The girl said in a calm but serious tone.

Then, she went back to her room, and Hachiman sighed and laid down on the couch, trying to text Rikka-chan, but still no response.

That photo of the nightless starry sky was probably taken to let Hachiman know that he was safe, so he patted his cheek and put the matter of Rikka aside for the time being.

At least, now we know that he is safe, and that's enough.

Slowly, perhaps because he was mentally relaxed, Hachiman fell asleep without him noticing.

Then, he woke up again in a daze, and after a while, he struggled to wake up: "Oh no, I have to take a shower first."

Inside the hall, save for the occasional dripping sound from the kitchen faucet, the place was eerily quiet.

At some point, he saw Yang Yan standing in front of the door, which woke him up completely: "What's wrong? It's late, don't you want to go to bed early?"

However, Yang Yan still stood in front of the door, with a gentle smile, but this smile did not look like Yang Yan's smile, but rather like...

The girl slowly walked over and gently stroked Hachiman's cheek: "Hachiman-kun, long time no see."

Play within a play: Wife, love me again (reward for extra chapter 1/4)

"Hachiman-kun, long time no see." The girl's gentle and soft voice seemed to be that of Hachiman's deceased wife Yukino.

Hachiman's heart surged, and he immediately grabbed the girl's hand and said, "Yangyan-chan, don't joke like that, it's too much. The memory of the deceased must be respected."

However, tears slowly filled the girl's eyes: "Finally, I see you."

He originally concluded that it was just a prank by Kagero, but this facial expression that was exactly similar to his deceased wife, as well as the way and tone of speech, continued to shake Hachiman's mind and confuse his perception of reality.