Hikigaya, the Son-in-law of Three Surnames

"Because I found that although someone is not good-looking, he is quite popular." Yukino's expression became colder.

"So, in your eyes, I am not good-looking?" Hachiman was somewhat shocked and felt inexplicably lost.

Yukino narrowed her eyes slightly and said, "I won't comfort you." And she would never say, "Although you are not handsome, I like you very much."

The two of them were having a great time bickering with each other, and it seemed as if this snowy day was getting hotter and hotter. Then they slowly gathered in the center of the square.

There is a countdown to Christmas above, which looks even more grand than the New Year.

More and more people gathered here, and even more couples. Yukino and Hachiman had never experienced such a scene where the more people there were, the more noisy it was, and instead they felt more and more excited.

The countdown time above has shown 23:59:01, and the countdown has officially begun.

Gradually, the gathering crowd began to count down “58,” “57,” and “56.”

I don't know when it started, but Hachiman had already held the petite Yukino in his arms and was counting down in a low voice.

Yukino gently raised her right hand, on which was a bracelet glowing with blue gemstones. It seemed that Yukino really liked it.

Until the countdown reached "3", "2", "1", "0", huge cheers rang out from the crowd, and fireworks exploded in the sky, and the colorful colors illuminated the snowy night with a different kind of brilliance.

"Merry Christmas, Yukino," Hachiman whispered in her ear.

Yukino turned around and quickly kissed him on the lips, her bright eyes staring at her.

She didn't say Merry Christmas, and what she wanted to say might not be this sentence, but...

Please advise me for the rest of my life.

Hachiman understood the look in her eyes and felt only happiness.

The crowd gradually dispersed and it was getting late, but Yukino insisted on taking a walk on the beach, and Hachiman followed her.

The seaside was quite cold at night. Apart from a few couples lighting incense sticks, it was very quiet except for the sound of rolling waves.

Yukino tidied her hair that had been combed by the wind, and looked at the dark and empty sea, which was like an abyss.

"Well, Hikigaya-kun, what is your wish for Christmas?" asked Yukino.

"Well, world peace?" Hachiman said without much concern. In fact, he did not believe that the so-called God could help him realize his wish.

Xue No looked at him and said, "Do you want to know my wish? I've thought about it for a long time and I think we must be together in the future, so I still want to tell you."

Hachiman realized that something was wrong with Yukino's expression, and the smile on his face quickly froze. He asked, "What, a wish?"

A cold sea breeze blew over, blowing Yukino's hair apart, but it wasn't only the sea breeze that was cold, but also Yukino's eyes.

"I want to kill my father's murderer."

Chapter 64 Chapter

"I want to kill my father's murderer."

The whistling sea breeze made people speak more forcefully, but at this moment, Yukino was very calm. This showed one thing: she did not want revenge out of emotional impulse when she first woke up. She had thought deeply about it for a while before telling Hachiman this answer.

Hachiman was silent, listening to the girl's confession. Although it was only less than half an hour since the excitement and happiness just now, his mood at this moment was as cold as if he had fallen into an icy cave.

"I have also persuaded myself that revenge is meaningless and there will be no happiness at the end of revenge. Happiness is clearly within reach now, and the future of Hikigaya-kun and I will definitely be brighter. I have thought about it many times, but I still can't forgive that person. When I think of my father's bones buried in the ground, while that person is still breathing the air of freedom, my heart feels like it is on fire. I can't forgive."

There was a hint of coldness in the girl's tone, but more of it was calmness. What she cared more about was whether the boy in front of her would be frightened by her thoughts. She was obviously just a high school girl, but she kept talking about killing people. Or maybe Hachiman didn't want to fall into the abyss of revenge.

When she looked at the boy, she found that he was calmer than she had imagined, as if he already knew her answer.

Hachiman reached out his hand, his eyes full of tenderness, and gently stroked the girl's hair.

No matter how happy the two of them are together, he should not forget his identity.

He is the murderer of her father that Yukino has been searching for.

Sooner or later, Yukino will discover this fact, and if that's the case...

"I won't let you take revenge with your own hands, Yukino," he said in a gentle voice.

"Why?" Yukino felt a little disappointed, but not surprised.

"Your hands are clean, and have not been stained by blood. You should not be stained with such filth..." Perhaps for Hachiman, Yukino's existence is more like a symbol, a pure and flawless existence buried deep in his heart. She should not be stained with blood like himself.

Once you kill someone, there is no going back.

Whether it is murder, manslaughter or self-defense, the blood and flesh of a fellow creature will distort the mind of an ordinary person and he will never be able to integrate into normal society.

Just like Hachiman is now.

Therefore, he would never let his beloved girl fall to this point.

Hachiman held her hands and said, "When that day comes, let me kill him."

He gave an answer that surprised Yukino.

She opened her eyes wide and looked at him with a calm expression and gentle eyes, but in those gentle eyes, she saw a firm tone.

"Because I'm better at it." Hachiman continued.

"Hikigaya-kun..." Yukino's mood was very complicated. She felt happy about getting Hachiman's recognition, but also felt guilty about dragging him down. This was the partner she chose, her man.

Yukino couldn't help but hug Hachiman, feeling the warmth from the girl's body. He put his arms around her slender waist, buried his head deeply in her shoulders, and breathed in the air tainted with her body fragrance.

Waiting for that day, waiting for the day when Yukino discovers everything.

He would not let Yukino do it herself, she would die in front of Yukino herself.

This is the meaning of existence for Hachiman Hikigaya now, and this is his happiness.

So, until that day comes, let me hold you tightly.

Yukino.

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It was past midnight and most of the stores in Makuhari New City had started to close, leaving only the mess on the ground waiting for the workers to clean up.

Yukino and Hachiman headed back towards the hospital. They had a very satisfying day, and to some extent, they even communicated with each other.

But when they passed a street full of lights and nightlife, Yukino stopped. Hachiman felt a little strange, and then he realized that they had unknowingly walked to a place where couples hotels were concentrated. From time to time, couples like them could be seen walking in. After all, today was Christmas, and gunfire and fireworks were the norm.

Hachiman couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, because he had been leading the way, and they had walked here unknowingly, as if he had led them here on purpose.

“I’m sorry, I…” It wasn’t intentional.

But he saw that Yukino kept her head down and thought she was angry.

"sure."

That low voice clearly conveyed the other person's thoughts to him.

Looking at the girl's delicate face, Hachiman's cheeks suddenly turned red and his heart couldn't help but twitch violently.

As long as Hachiman took her in, Yukino would not refuse, but this was already the best response the girl could give.

As Hachiman took several breaths, his mind was filled with thoughts. It was undeniable that he wanted to get closer to the girl. Even now, he couldn't help but want to touch her body. This was a dual desire of spirit and desire.

But in my mind, the promise I made at the beach just now, and that urgent desire seemed to be drowned by the snow.

Hachiman held the girl, who bowed her head, in his arms and said, "We still have a long way to go. Don't be anxious. Wait until you get better."

Yukino looked up in surprise, and when she saw his sincere eyes, she couldn't help but nodded gently, but deep down in her heart, she felt a little lost.

If that day really comes, perhaps Hachiman's choice will make the girl's wounds less severe.

Finally, Hachiman sent Yukino back to the hospital entrance and they said goodbye to each other.

Yukino kept staring at Hachiman's departing back. Under the black umbrella, for some reason, the figure looked a little lonely.

After leaving the hospital, Hachiman walked into the vast sea of ​​snow. The streets were left with only the afterglow of the festival, and were gradually covered by snow.

He exhaled gently, and the steaming white mist quickly dissipated. Hachiman did not go directly back to the Yukinoshita residence, but wandered aimlessly on the street.

He was not a god or saint. The promise he made at the seaside and the pressure of bearing it all alone made him feel very heavy, and he even felt a little breathless.

The boy's mind was a little distracted, and when he came to his senses, he was back in Makuhari. The snow on the ground was getting thicker and thicker, and he seemed to have heard the news that the tram had stopped running.

Before he knew it, he came to a deserted small park. He wiped the snow off a chair and sat on it, quietly, motionless.

At some point, the umbrella was blown away by the cold wind, and the snow gradually fell on his shoulders, like a snowman.

"Hikigaya...kun..." A familiar voice sounded in surprise.

Hachiman looked up in surprise, only to see a woman in red standing not far from him in the white sky and earth.

Two people wandering aimlessly happened to meet each other in a place no one expected. This is an event with a low probability of happening.

If Hachiman had chosen to go back directly, if the woman in red had not chosen to go out, any slight thought would have turned this occasional moment into nothing.

In Buddhist terms, it means that it took five hundred glances in the previous life to get to pass by each other in this life.

To put it in common terms, it takes a hundred lifetimes to cross the river together, and a thousand lifetimes to sleep on the same pillow together.

To put it simply, this is fate.

Hachiman stood up silently, walked up to the woman who was dressed very differently from usual, and took out the prepared gift from his pocket.

"I think this suits you very well, Merry Christmas."

In the eyes of the woman in red, it was a bottle of balsam-colored nail polish.

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Kiyoyuki Yukinoshita is still alone.

Even though she changed into fashionable and youthful clothes and followed others to go to Makuhari New City to feel the Christmas atmosphere, and watched the couples or spouses around her talking and laughing, she was the only one who was lonely. She held the croquette, feeling its deliciousness, but still could not dispel the loneliness.

She witnessed the countdown to Christmas in the crowd, the fireworks in the sky, and the crowd slowly dispersing and the end of the drama. Only then did she realize that she came here to find a certain figure, even if she could only watch from afar.

She inadvertently saw the intimate couples walking into the hotel, and thought that perhaps Yukino and Hachiman would also spend their first night in the hotel today.

This is actually not worthy of praise for a young lady who keeps herself clean, but Yukinoshita Kiyoyuki did not call to warn or stop it.

She had no right to deprive Yukino or Hachiman of their happiness.

Thinking about this and that, when Qingxue came to her senses, she found that it was already past midnight, and perhaps even the last bus had left, but Qingxue still didn't want to go back to the mansion where she was the only one left.

The night was dark and the heavy snow made the streets almost deserted. Slowly, she passed a small park. What surprised her was that there was an upside-down umbrella at the entrance of the park. The umbrella seemed familiar. The handle of the umbrella was printed with the family crest of Yukinoshita family, exactly the same as the one in her hand.

Today, besides Qingxue herself, the only person she could think of who would hold this umbrella was someone else.

She walked into the park as soon as possible, but found the familiar figure sitting silently on the bench, like a lifeless snowman.

Why is he here? Qingxue first thought in her mind.

He should be in the hotel with Yukino, and even if nothing happened between them tonight, he should be on his way home.

"Hikigaya....kun..." Yukinoshita Kiyoyuki said in surprise.

The young man slowly raised his head, and he didn't seem curious about why he was dressed like that, nor why she was here.

He walked over slowly, with some snow on his shoulders and hair, and took something out of his pocket.

"I think this suits you very well, Merry Christmas."

It was a bottle of balsam-colored nail polish that didn't suit her at all.

I say it is extremely inappropriate because if you usually wear a kimono, you won’t paint your nails.

But at this moment, looking at the bottle in the boy's hand, it seemed as if something had pierced through her defenses.

That is something that is totally inconsistent with the title of "Mrs. Yukinoshita".

That thing was bright, wanton and unrestrained. The boy said that it suited him very well.

At this moment, Yukinoshita Kiyoyuki felt like crying, as if to vent the loneliness that had accumulated tonight.

But she suppressed her emotions because she found that something was wrong with Hachiman at this moment.

"Why are you here, Yukino?" she inquired.

But the light seemed to have gone out of Hachiman's eyes, and he gave an irrelevant answer.

"Just now, Yukino told me that she wanted to kill the murderer who killed her father."

In an instant, Yukinoshita Kiyoyuki felt that all the blood in her body had frozen, and it was even colder than the snow.

"How did you answer her?" she asked with a trembling voice.

Hachiman raised his head and twitched the corners of his mouth, as if trying to smile easily, but failed.