Hikigaya, the Son-in-law of Three Surnames

"Hello...Hello...Who is it?"

It was his voice, and it sounded tired for some reason, because she had changed her phone number, so it was natural that she didn't know who she was.

She remained silent, not saying a word, not daring to speak.

“…Is it Shashi?”

Hearing her name being called out in the conversation, Shahi subconsciously pressed the hang-up button.

She sat on a chair, tightly holding a half-worn silver earring in her hand, facing the thunder, crying and laughing, laughing and crying, like a fool.

She is a remiss sister.

By the time she noticed, someone was already standing in front of her.

The other party gently stroked the tears from the corners of her eyes and spoke in a low and soft voice.

"I'm not late again this time."

Shahi looked up, and tears overflowed from her eyes again, blurring her eyes, just like the wet man in front of her.

The emotions that had been suppressed for five years blew away all my rationality and brakes. I took the initiative to hug him and cried like a baby.

Volume 1: End

Reminiscence 01 And then their youth was coming to an end.

The gunshot rang out, blood stained the black suit, and a flower of evil bloomed.

The man who seemed like he could swallow up the world at any time looked at Hachiman who fired the gun in disbelief.

His steps had never been so weak, and he staggered to the front of Hachiman.

The boy's pale face looked as if he was dead.

The man inserted his hand into the wound and smeared the blood on the boy's face.

"Bite, drink blood, eat flesh, the weak are fish meat, society feeds sheep with a false and gentle order. In this case, Hikigaya, we must become wolves. A real man will not eat five tripods when he is alive, but will be cooked in five tripods when he dies."

Although he was a dying man, he made people feel as terrified as if they were facing a wild beast.

His hands pinched Hachiman's neck, veins bulging, making it impossible for Hachiman to breathe and groan in pain.

"Boy, you win this time. My woman, daughter, property, family background, and status are all yours now. Transform yourself into a beast and use desire, power, beauty, and money as your powerful nutrients. Then plunder everything. Otherwise, your flesh and blood will become someone else's prey next time, and everything you have will be taken away."

Amidst the wanton laughter, the giant's eyes gradually became dead and he slowly fell down.

But he firmly believed that his mark would remain on the boy and he would live forever.

The boy's gun slipped from his hand. Looking at the bleeding corpse in front of him and his hands covered in blood, everything around him seemed to blur. Only the words of the beast-like man before his death kept ringing in his mind like a curse.

Plunder, plunder, plunder, plunder, become a wild beast, Hikigaya!

Hachiman suddenly opened his eyes. There was a dark ceiling, slightly musty bedding, and a faucet that could not be tightened and always made a dripping sound.

This is not the Hikigaya family that he is familiar with.

"Hmm..." The moment the boy woke up, his stomach felt like waves rolling. He got out of bed and ran to the bathroom. When he recalled the bloody taste, he couldn't help but vomit.

I don't know how much time passed, the bathroom gradually calmed down, he turned on the light, his cheeks, still covered with water droplets, looked very pale.

He walked out of the narrow bathroom and lay on the tatami.

After he killed that man, there has been no news from the Yukinoshita family.

Are they treating him as an abandoned pawn? When will the police come to arrest him?

He would occasionally think about this problem, so he chose to move out, and used the excuse that there was still a month left before the senior high school entrance exam and he hoped to have peace of mind to review, and he deceived Komachi and his parents.

Now lies are as natural to him as water and air. Not to mention getting into a prestigious university, even whether to take the unified examination is now a problem.

He kept his eyes open, staring at the ceiling for an unknown amount of time. Gradually, the window began to lighten and people gathered on the street.

The world is cruel. It will not stop working just because you kill someone or are killed, even if every day is like the end of the world for him.

The fear and uneasiness of murder, as well as the man's words before his death, kept lingering in the boy's mind.

It was too much for a boy who was only 18 years old.

At about 8 o'clock, he finally got up, put on his school uniform, and dragged his heavy steps like a walking corpse.

But when he walked to the school gate, he met the person he least wanted to see.

Yukinoshita Yukino.

I have never seen her so flustered. Awesome, iceberg, and flower on the mountain top, these are the words that should be used to describe her.

But now, she was just like a wounded hedgehog, looking at Hachiman anxiously with eyes swollen from crying.

He stopped, but the beautiful school road with cherry blossoms did not make him feel the beauty at all.

"Hikigaya-kun....Father is dead."

The girl suppressed her emotions and said that she didn't have a good relationship with her mother, so from childhood to adulthood, her father was the one who cared about her the most.

As the students were walking around, Hachiman suddenly felt angry. You know nothing!

Then he let it go and said in a lazy and listless voice: "So what?"

Yukino's body stiffened and she was dazed for a moment. Her father was dead, her mother and sister didn't care about her, and the only person she could think of was Hikigaya-kun.

But he didn't expect the other party to answer like this.

But the next moment, the girl's hand was roughly grabbed by Hachiman and pushed against the wall.

"Hikigaya....-kun?"

She seemed not to recognize the hideous-looking man in front of her.

"Don't you just want me to comfort you?"

Hachiman said this in Yukino's ear with a smile, but his smile was horrifying, as if a cold corpse was smiling.

Yukino was trembling. Yes, she actually wanted to get comfort and warmth from the boy, but not in this form.

Hachiman bit her face, and the students watching couldn't help but stop and look at them.

"No, Hikigaya-kun, don't do this..."

Yukino begged, but the boy didn't care about her feelings at all.

The man's words kept lingering in his mind.....Your dear father, this is what I taught you.

When Yukino's lips were touched, she pushed him away heavily.

"Why... do this... I just want... a little warmth."

Yukino's voice was almost a whine, and as she spoke, she fled the scene in front of everyone's eyes.

Why do this?

Hachiman stood up silently, because he couldn't kill her father and pretend to comfort her at the same time.

Perhaps he would not have used such an extreme method in the past, but the girl's father changed his worldview in a devastating way.

He murmured softly: "I want this kind of warmth too."

He no longer tried to return to normal life, and slowly left the school in the opposite direction of the student crowd.

But soon, he discovered something strange again. Someone was following him from a distance.

He turned his head to look, but was silent, biting his lips gently with his teeth.

Yukinoshita Yukino followed behind him from a distance.

He tried to walk faster to shake her off, but she remained silent and followed him.

"Don't follow me!" he roared, and she responded by lowering her head.

Hachiman tried to approach her, but she ran away in panic like a rabbit.

I thought I had finally driven her away, but within two minutes, she appeared behind me again.

"Why are you always like this..." The faint smell of rust spread on the tip of his tongue.

In the Grade 3 F classroom, the bell for class just rang and the noisy noise gradually calmed down.

Shizuka Hiratsuka took the roll call book and started counting people.

"Yuigahama Yui."

"arrive."

After Yui responded, she looked at the two absent seats with a frown full of worry.

"Hikigaya Hachiman... is absent."

......

"Yukinoshita Yukino...absent."

"Hayama Hayato."

"arrive."

.....

"Saki Kawasaki... is absent. There are 51 people in the class and only 3 are absent. What the hell, I thought it was a strange time."

Shizuka Hiratsuka looked at the cherry blossoms that were just beginning to bloom outside the window. There was only a little time left before she had to say goodbye to this class of students.

Reminiscence 02 Black Lace

The smoke of secondhand smoke lingered in the pachinko parlor. People were coming and going in the narrow and crowded aisles. Inside the house of only a few dozen square meters, the sounds of machines, clapping, marbles, cursing, and cheering were as noisy as a construction site.

There was a cigarette hanging from the corner of Hachiman's mouth, and a bottle of alcoholic beverage was placed next to him. The falling of marbles aroused his desire to gamble. He kept stuffing marbles into the machine and then tapped the buttons as if to vent his anger.

In the past, he thought he knew a lot about pachinko. The country's revenue of $4 billion accounted for % of Japan's annual GDP, and it also caused many social problems. Before, he only looked at it from the perspective of a bystander, was quite disdainful, and had never come in to play.

But depravity is always easier than self-discipline. He found that only alcohol, nicotine and gambling to stimulate adrenaline could give him some sense of being alive, although he felt more empty afterwards.

After he lost all his marbles for who knows how many times, he went to the vending machine again, but when he took out his wallet, he found that he had no money.

Before he moved out, his parents gave him some living expenses, but he didn't pay much attention to it at the time.

But these days, if you hang out in the pachinko parlor all the time, no matter how much you have, you will lose it all.

His pale face looked even thinner as he dragged his alcohol-numbed body out of the store.

Compared to the deafening pachinko parlor, returning to the street was like suddenly pressing the mute button.

Yukinoshita Yukino was squatting next to the telephone pole opposite the pachinko parlor.

In the past, she had the courage to step into such a store, but now, like a good girl, she did not go in and just chose to wait like this.

Even if she left, she didn't know where to go.

Hachiman staggered over and just as he got close, he could smell a strong odor of alcohol.

"Hikigaya-kun, have you been drinking?" The girl raised her head and asked in disbelief.

"Hey, do you have any money on you?" he asked in a rough voice.

The girl stood up and fell silent again for a moment.

"So when someone asks you if you have money, you just don't say anything. It's always been like this. Do you know that this is annoying?"

Hachiman vented his emotions wantonly.

"I... brought it." After her father's death, the girl who lost the pillar of her life seemed to have turned back into a dodder with no opinion of her own. She wanted to rely on the only boy she trusted, even though he had changed so much that she almost didn't recognize him.

After Yukino took out her wallet, Hachiman snatched it away. There were three or four bank cards in the wallet, which Hachiman threw on the ground like garbage. There was more than 100,000 in cash, which was a lot of money for a high school student. She was worthy of being a young lady.

He suddenly saw the photo of the three of them inside his wallet. He felt a sharp pain in his heart and threw the wallet down expressionlessly. Just as he was about to go back to the pachinko shop, he was kicked to the ground by someone. The kick was so fast and hard that he couldn't dodge at all.

"Hit him." The man instructed in a low voice, and the two thugs attacked Hachiman's face and stomach.

The dark and thin middle-aged man picked up the bank cards and scattered cash from the ground, put them back into the wallet, dusted them off, and handed them back to Yukino.

"Second Miss, it's great that you are not in danger."

"Uncle Wu... tell them to stop, stop beating him, he is my... classmate, not a bad person."

The dark, thin and strong middle-aged man was named Takada Takeya. He used to be the driver of the Yukinoshita family. Later he was responsible for other business. As for what business, Yukino was not quite sure.

"Stop it." said the man whom Xueno called Uncle Wu, and the two thugs stopped what they were doing.

"Ahahahahahahahaha, I forgot that most of the pachinko parlors in Inage are owned by your family."