Hikigaya, the Son-in-law of Three Surnames

Hachiman, who was beaten half to death, was still laughing wildly and wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"You..." The thug listened to Hachiman's reckless provocation and seemed to want to take action.

"No." Xueno shouted at him quickly.

Uncle Wu waved his hand and asked his younger brother to step aside. The look in his eyes when he looked at the young boy was very similar to that of the wolf cubs he had raised in the past.

Uncle Wu was momentarily lost in thought: "Be the master..."

This look is very similar to Yukino's father, the man who just passed away.

"Miss, please come back with me. This is not a place for people like you."

Uncle Wu quickly came to his senses and spoke respectfully, but he did not allow Xueno to refuse.

"But." Yukino hesitated for a moment.

"Take this stupid woman back quickly and stop following me around."

"Hikigaya-kun!" Yukino cried out in a voice as painful as if she were crying blood.

In the end, he was half-forced to leave by Uncle Wu.

After everyone left, Hachiman sat on the ground next to the telephone pole.

My face and stomach felt burning with pain, but at least I managed to drive Yukino back.

Otherwise, he might not be able to help himself and reach out to her.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but laugh, but the wound on his face looked miserable.

He went to the sink in the park to wash the wound on his face, then wandered aimlessly until he walked into an alley whose name he couldn't even pronounce.

"Hey, would you like some?" said a man in a red knitted hat who was even thinner and paler than him.

In his hand was a piece of tin foil with suspicious white powder on it.

Hachiman wanted to leave, but he heard the man in the knitted hat say, "Take a breath, and all your worries and troubles will disappear, hehe."

The knitting man's voice was like the devil's whisper, tempting him.

Hachiman wanted to reach out his hand, but he recalled the girl's tearful cry just now. If he really touched this thing, he would never be able to return to her.

The extravagant hope was fleeting, and his hand couldn't help but slap away the tinfoil, and the powder scattered on the ground.

The knitted hat man's pale face showed anger: "Hey, what do you mean?"

Seeing this, two men in blue shirts and jackets nearby also came over.

".....I have no money." Hachiman said calmly.

The man in the knitted hat grinned: "Once you try it once, you will have money. Hold on to him."

The man in blue shirt rushed forward as ordered, but saw that Hachiman became furious. He gritted his teeth and hit him hard in the face with his forehead, then kicked him in the lower abdomen. The man in blue shirt, who was already experienced, was no match for the young man who had killed someone and seen blood, and fell to the ground groaning.

"You bastard..."

The man in the jacket shouted angrily and kicked Hachiman in the waist, causing him to stagger a few steps. In an instant, the man in the knitted fabric picked up a folding stool from the side and hit him hard on the back.

With a snap, the board of the folding stool flew to one side.

Hachiman groaned, enduring the burning pain in his back, snatched the folding stool frame from the knitting man, swung his hand and smashed it hard on the knitting man's head, using all his strength, as if he was cutting meat with a blunt knife, and the expression on his face became more and more ferocious.

The pain spread throughout his body, but at this moment, this pain only made him feel happy.

When the knitted man's groaning became silent, he turned around and looked at the man in the jacket. The man in the jacket looked at him with a murderous look in his eyes, and he couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine. Is this guy a wild beast that escaped from a zoo?

The man in the jacket only heard him mumbling something.

"Bite, drink blood, eat flesh, bite, drink blood, eat flesh..."

He dragged his tired body, blood oozing from his forehead and staining his eyes red, and the folding stool he was holding was covered in blood, dripping, dripping...

The bright red blood slowly dripped onto the ground, like flowers of evil. Some of it was his, and some was the knitted man's. To the man in the jacket, he looked like a devil from hell.

He limped towards his prey. The man was right. If you become a wolf, you will find that most people in this society are just sheep who are strong on the outside but weak on the inside.

Far away outside the alley, one could hear a muffled sound like a bone breaking, followed by a scream.

The young man slowly walked out of the shadows, dragging his heavy body and spitting out a mouthful of blood.

However, as soon as I relaxed, I felt my body was extremely heavy and my whole body was as hot as a steamer.

Hachiman saw a head of gorgeous blue hair floating before his eyes.

The blue-haired girl stopped when she saw this and continued to slap his cheeks.

Before the boy was completely submerged in darkness, he accidentally saw the scenery under her skirt.

Reminiscence 03 Isn’t it just right that a bad girl takes care of a bad boy?

Saki Kawasaki supported the unconscious Hachiman and returned to the apartment not far away.

The place where he had just been fighting with a few drug addicts was not far from the maid cafe where she worked. She happened to meet him when she came out to take out the trash. Unexpectedly, he fainted just when she was about to lend a hand.

"Ms. Kawasaki, this month's rent is due."

The landlord said with a hint of disgust, a female JK wearing a maid uniform and bringing a man back, what else could it be except rounded corners.

"Okay, I'll transfer the money to you later."

The girl knew what the other person's eyes meant, but she didn't care. She went back to the house, put Hachiman on the sofa, lit the heater, stood up, and felt a little annoyed with her appearance.

The black and white Japanese maid uniform, with white lace satin wrapped around her slender figure, the lower body is a black skirt that just reaches her thighs, and the black stockings are wrapped all the way to her toes, reflecting a soft luster.

The originally long blue hair was tied into a single ponytail with a cat ear headband.

"It was all the store manager's bad idea..."

The girl with a commanding and heroic voice complained shyly, looking at the boy in front of her.

I heard that Yukinoshita-san likes cats?

Would he also like her cat maid costume?

Thinking of this, Shaxi felt a little sad.

Are you and Yukinoshita a couple?

Sashi subconsciously moved closer to the boy and sniffed his scent gently, just like a cat.

"Meow...meow...Master Hikigaya, welcome back." She raised her palms like a cat's paw.

Then, subconsciously, the red tongue gently licked Hachiman's lips.

Woo, what on earth am I doing? I am the cold-blooded and heartless Saki-chan!

The girl, who had been maintaining a strong exterior, blushed a little, but soon discovered that the boy was groaning in pain.

She gently touched the other person's forehead and found that he had a fever, and the degree was not low.

She quickly turned up the temperature of the heater, then took out a cooling patch from the refrigerator and applied it to Hachiman's forehead.

When she was a child, her younger brothers and sisters often had fever. As the eldest sister, she became the only one to take care of them when her parents were busy.

Even after moving out and renting my own house, I still prepared some fever-reducing patches as usual.

Saki went to the cramped kitchen and cooked some porridge, waiting for the young man to wake up and eat something, then she went to the bathroom to take a shower and change out of her maid uniform.

.....................................

Hachiman slowly woke up to the sound of boiling water. The bright and warm house was dotted with several half-worn dolls. Although it was an old tatami house, it did not look shabby. Instead, it had a breath of life.

He got up with a heavy body, and his head felt like it was poured with cement. He grabbed the thing on his head with one hand and found that it was a fever-reducing patch.

No wonder I fainted, it turned out I had a fever, and I don’t know when it started.

He gritted his teeth and stood up. Such a warm and bright place did not belong to people like him.

There was the sound of a shower coming from the bathroom.

Perhaps his footsteps were too obvious on the tatami, and the hostess's voice was heard from the bathroom.

"Hikigaya-kun, are you awake? Wahhhhh."

Hachiman did not respond and opened the door to leave, but the bathroom door was opened before him. The girl's hair was wet, with water dripping down her hair and cheeks. She came out wrapped in a half-sized thin bath towel, which stuck tightly to her skin after being soaked.

Saki grabbed the boy's hand, and Hachiman tried to shake it off, but unexpectedly discovered that the woman's grip was stronger than he had imagined.

"Let go."

"No, you still have a fever, go back and lie down."

Shashi said in a boyish voice, her caring nature coming out again.

Hachiman couldn't help but laugh angrily, and said solemnly: "What does this have to do with you? Let go."

Being looked at by Hachiman's cold eyes, Saki felt a little scared, but the next moment she spoke with gritted teeth.

"Because I like you!"

Hachiman opened his eyes wide in surprise. He was not surprised by the other party's words, but was surprised that this guy, who was always so arrogant, would say it directly.

It's like two armies facing off, you take out the Sword of the Heavenly Sword and the other side takes out the Balala fairy wand, how can you fight?

"I don't like you." Hachiman said in a low voice.

"I know, but you can't leave at this time. You still have a fever." Shahi nodded and said as a matter of course.

She had known about this kind of thing for a long time, and her confession was just a momentary impulse, but she didn't regret it.

But when she heard the answer from him without any concealment, Shahi still felt a sense of loss.

There was a moment of silence and stalemate between the two sides. Saki was unwilling to let go, and Hachiman was unwilling to compromise.

"Are you afraid of being misunderstood by your girlfriend?" Shahi asked in a low voice.

The image of the girl appeared in Hachiman's mind, but before he killed the man, he and the girl were just friends, but not quite friends. Now, that was even more impossible.

"I don't have a girlfriend." Hachiman shook his head.

Sha Xi opened her eyes slightly and pursed her lips: "Then what are you afraid of? As a girl, I am not afraid of other people's gossip."

The realistic girl, facing the object of her unrequited love, behaves like an ignorant love-brained person.

Suddenly, Shashi loosened his hands, but gently stood on tiptoe and held her cheeks with both hands.

She looked strong and heroic, but the teardrop mole at the corner of her eye was charming: "Hikigaya, I don't know what happened to you, but you can never give up on yourself at any time."

If someone else said this, it might sound like chicken soup for the soul, but when a girl said this, it made people feel the vitality of life and a maturity far beyond her peers.

Not sure whether she was persuaded by the girl or succumbed to her strong strength, Shahi took his hand back to the heater, covered him with the quilt, put the cooling patch on him again, served the cooked plum porridge, and then placed it on the table to cool slowly. She smiled inadvertently, as if she had found the busy and fulfilling feeling when she was taking care of her younger siblings.

Hachiman helplessly watched the girl busying herself for him. The warm room, the busy woman, his heart, which had been cold for a long time, couldn't help but feel a little warm.

Shaxi brought the slightly cooled plum porridge over and picked up the spoon: "Come on, be good and open your mouth."

"I'm not yet at the point where I need you to feed me."

Another round of confrontation began, and after a few minutes Hachiman was defeated again.

"Come on, ah." Shaxi blew gently a few times and then fed him.

Life is not easy, Lao Ba sighed.

"Why are you helping me like this? I will just think you are meddling in other people's business." Hachiman said in a very annoying tone.

"Hikigaya-kun, what day is it now?" Saki put down the bowl and asked.

"February 2rd, what happened?" Hachiman asked in confusion.

"It is now 2:3 on the evening of February 17. Let me think... After 23 days, 29 hours and 6 minutes, the Unified Examination will be over. There will be no relationship between us anymore. We will go our separate ways in the future and will never meet again."

Hachiman had been living in a state of numbness recently, and only now did he feel the reality of the Unified Examination.

Saki said somewhat dejectedly, "Hikigaya-kun, I am different from you top students. My grades are average and my family background is average, but my younger brothers and sisters have excellent grades. If I just go to college, it will reduce their future promotion space, so I decided to leave Chiba and find a job after graduating from high school."

This is also the reason why she is not actively preparing for the unified examination, but is skipping classes to work. She wants to save some money to leave Chiba.

She raised her head gently. Hikigaya-kun and Yukinoshita had excellent grades and would definitely be admitted to excellent universities, such as Waseda University and the University of Tokyo, higher education institutions that she had never even thought of.

"In the future, your world and mine will only drift further and further apart."

In the future, she might just be a working girl who can barely make ends meet, find a man with a similar salary, have children, and spend her life like this.

But Hikigaya-kun's stage must be bigger than hers, countless times bigger.

While being happy for the other person, Shahi will also feel lost.