Hikigaya, the Son-in-law of Three Surnames

"That's the thing, so I hope Aunt Xiangzi..."

Just when Hachiman finished speaking, Murasaki Shikibu, who was distracted, interrupted him.

"Call me 'Murasaki Shikibu'."

Murasaki Shikibu is both an official title and a respectful title.

Did you call her Aunt Xiangzi? We are not familiar with each other.

Hachiman resisted the urge to roll his eyes. Asking Qingxue to come along not only failed to improve the relationship, but made it worse. What's the use of having you?

The young man looked at his mother-in-law, who was still secretly happy about his humiliation.

"Well, so I hope Miss Murasaki Shikibu can help me decipher the pattern and purpose of the Sonsei Cult's arson."

After going around in circles, we finally get back to the topic.

Murasaki Shikibu glanced at the young man with her slightly oval face, and the usual sense of superiority that comes to mind in literati began to arise. She raised her head slightly, a sign that she wanted to put on airs.

"I was almost pressed against the wall just now, why are you pretending?"

Qingxue, who was under a gag order from Hachiman, couldn't help herself when she saw this woman starting to act.

Murasaki Shikibu's delicate nose couldn't help but tremble slightly, and she felt a little embarrassed.

"Hey, Qingxue..." Hachiman shouted sternly.

As a result, Yukinoshita Kiyoyuki raised her head and glared at the young man, not at all intimidated: "What?"

Are you going to favor this dead woman?

"You...just go and play Landlord." Follow your heart without breaking the rules.

Qingxue snorted softly and said proudly, "That's more like it."

He also glanced at his sister.

Fuck, what are you showing off to me?

Murasaki Shikibu looked at her sister's smug expression and felt extremely angry.

"Let's get back to the point, Miss Murasaki Shikibu."

Hachiman quickly pulled it back to prevent the sisters from fighting and wasting time.

Murasaki Shikibu snorted softly, rested her fingers on her white chin, and fell into deep thought. After a while, she seemed to have discovered something and looked at the two people from the Yukinoshita family with interest.

"Zunxing Sect, Zunxing King, another name for the Bodhisattva of the North Star Myoken, a follower of the goddess Marichi, one of the gods in charge of the Big Dipper. If I remember correctly, the main deity worshipped at the Chiba Shrine is the Bodhisattva of the North Star Myoken, and the Chiba Shrine has a deep connection with your husband's family, the Yukinoshita family. Is all this just a coincidence?"

Hachiman couldn't help but admire in his heart that a professional is a PRO. Just by listening to him talk about this matter, he was able to discover the unusual things himself.

However, this matter involved a case that happened five years ago. Of course, the fewer people who knew about it, the better. He did not intend to reveal anything to his mother-in-law's sister.

Murasaki Shikibu listened to the young man's obviously perfunctory statement without paying any attention, and continued to ponder: "Why burn the animation group? Animation... story... good story... willpower? But what's the benefit of destroying willpower? I don't understand... um..."

The literary young woman's thoughts jumped quickly, and from time to time she said some uncommon words that Hachiman had never heard of.

About ten minutes later, Murasaki Shikibu stopped moving her fingers lightly on the table, and the attention of Hachiman and Kiyoyuki, who was pretending to play Landlord, was attracted by her.

"I can't think of it, so I give up."

"Hahaha, I said this woman is incompetent." Qingxue couldn't help but sneer.

Hachiman rolled his eyes at her. You weren't the one who found this person. You're really willing to slap yourself in the face just to mock your sister.

Murasaki Shikibu was too lazy to roll her eyes at Sister Joi-Iku.

"Why? What's the difficulty? If it's a file, I can ask a friend to help retrieve it."

Now that his mother-in-law has become a full-time mother, he has no choice but to rely on her.

"That's not the question." Murasaki Shikibu was a little impatient and stretched herself, but the scenery was so magnificent that she realized that there was someone there. She quickly dropped her hand, only to find that the young man had become a little stupid and she hated him so much that her teeth itched.

"Of course I have prepared a reward as well." Hachiman coughed lightly and continued.

"Let me be frank. I don't have the time to slowly look through a large number of ancient books for research. I'm very busy recently." Murasaki Shikibu said as if it was none of her business.

"This is a case that concerns many people's lives, you selfish woman." Qingxue, who seized the opportunity, cursed righteously. It felt great to stand on the moral high ground and confront people.

Murasaki Shikibu rolled her eyes at her, then turned to Hachiman and said, "I care more about whether my daily work can be completed smoothly than whether the murderer of the murder case in the news has been caught. Mr. Hikigaya, is this something that should be criticized by others?"

With great ability comes great responsibility?

FNNDP

Murasaki Shikibu smiled faintly and said, "If you were not trying to win votes and this matter had nothing to do with the Zunxing Cult, would Mr. Hikigaya be so active in begging me instead of calling me a petty-bourgeois idiot?"

It's really interesting to see stakeholders accuse non-stakeholders of being indifferent and inhumane.

Hachiman, who had been silent, couldn't help but laugh. This woman's mouth is really poisonous.

"Okay, okay, Miss Murasaki Shikibu, there's no need to be so tense. There's always a way to resolve the problem. Can I ask what you're busy with right now?"

Thinking of this, Murasaki Shikibu got a headache: "Now I'm stuck in writing when I'm trying to update, and the editorial department is calling me every day. It's a living hell, so how can I have the time to care about an arson case?"

Why only minors can be heroes who save the world.

Because if you tell a corporate slave that the world will end tomorrow, he or she will be so moved that he or she will cry in front of you.

Finally, I don’t have to pay that damn mortgage, and finally, I don’t have to work that damn overtime.

Those who excel in their studies will become officials. After reading so many books, most literati can't help but want to write. She is no exception, especially since she is a talented woman who inherited the name of "Murasaki Shikibu" in history.

Readers and editors are urging us to update our pages every day with overwhelming praise!

WDNMD.......

Talking about this, Murasaki Shikibu said she was not sleepy anymore, and was a little indignant: "What do you mean my character's emotions are too fake, not sincere at all, no resonance, what a joke, I haven't tried any sweet and sour campus romance, who knows what those love-brained guys think?"

When Murasaki Shikibu reached age, she entered into a political marriage with a partner arranged by her family. After her daughter was born, they lived separately. After her husband died of illness, apart from receiving a large sum of property, she did not feel too sad and continued to immerse herself in the world of words.

But when I really started writing, I ran into problems.

Hachiman thought about it and thought, hey, isn’t this essentially the contradiction between the methodological school and the experiential school?

In the self-cultivation of an actor, there are two ways to act. For example, if your dog dies, you have to act sad. The method school is to constantly substitute other sad emotions, such as the death of grandparents, failing an exam, your girlfriend being cheated on, etc., and substitute similar sad emotions to act. The experiential school, on the other hand, insists on having a dog die at home before they can act. The death of a father, a mother, or a girlfriend is not okay, because it doesn't feel right.

Back to writing, the problem Murasaki Shikibu is facing now is that she is a female intellectual who is experiential, and she has to write a love drama that she has never experienced before, so it is naturally awkward.

"Can I ask what your novel is called?"

Murasaki Shikibu blinked, as if a little proud: "WHITE ALBUM 2."

Chapter 9: Zi Xiaosan and Sprite (Part 1)

Murasaki Shikibu blinked, as if a little proud: "WHITE ALBUM 2."

Then she took out an IPAD and handed it to Hachiman. Inside was the framework of the story and a part of the novel's chapters. It was about the hero, Haruki Kitazono, and the two heroines, Kazusa Touma and Setsuna Ogiso, who formed a light music band, and then fell in love with each other. The band became an instant hit at the Minejo Academy Festival, but the already unstable relationship between the three began to crack...

Hachiman spent more than half an hour reading it and handed the IPAD back to Murasaki Shikibu.

"How, how is it?" No matter how talented a woman is, she will still be nervous when her debut work is evaluated by people she knows.

Hachiman made a subtle "hmm" sound, then took a sip of hot tea, put down the cup, and said, "Everyone who writes about stomach medicine is an idiot."

Murasaki Shikibu's expression immediately fell, turning dark and sour.

He seemed to be able to see the words [Favourability -1], [Favourability -1] appearing above Murasaki Shikibu's head repeatedly.

However, the young man changed the subject and said, "But the story is still very good, and it's a classic love triangle structure, there should be many people who like it."

"But here's the problem. Although I've read a lot of love triangles, I've never experienced one myself. When I write, I always feel a sense of distance and unreality, which affects my emotional involvement."

Murasaki Shikibu said distressedly that she herself liked romantic works very much and she used to be very excited when reading them. She could stay up all night when she came across a beautiful love story. But she didn't expect that it would be a different story when she started writing.

Hachiman thought, just because you read a lot of books doesn't mean you can write a good story. She's just a twisted female intellectual.

However, Murasaki Shikibu had a strange smile on her face: "So I have decided that I want to personally experience the emotions of the characters I write about. You want me to help investigate the purpose of the Zunxing Cult's arson, right? Okay, but I have a condition in exchange. Of course, not only you, but also my sister will be included."

The beautiful woman who was playing Landlord out of boredom raised her head, her eyes pure and cute, a little retarded.

What happened meow?

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The next day, at 5:00 a.m., three uninvited guests appeared among the crowds of people rushing home from school at Komazawa University Affiliated High School in Setagaya Ward.

There were two women and one man. The two women were both beautiful and mature, showing their youthfulness. The man looked like a young man, but he was definitely not a high school student. However, all three of them were wearing the uniforms of the affiliated high school.

Especially the two women with different temperaments. The brown and yellow suits on their upper bodies were bulging, and the youthful knee-length pleated skirts were worn by both of them to show a sexy taste, just to deliberately distinguish themselves from each other. The one with a slightly gloomy temperament wore long black stockings connecting the legs, while the bright woman with Impatiens wore knee-length white stockings.

Under the gazes of many students, especially the teenage boys, the three of them walked into the campus. The young man seemed to take the intimate behavior with the mature women in JK clothes for granted, which gave the fledglings many more fantasies.

Soon someone came out to guide the three of them, and this brief adolescent turmoil disappeared in an instant like falling cherry blossoms.

Well, maybe some more paper will be needed.

Led by a head teacher, the three of them came to a piano music room on campus.

"Well, the principal has already told you all to use this place as you please. Just give the key to the guard before you leave."

Before leaving, the head teacher had a very subtle look in his eyes. He might have guessed that the three of them came to the piano room specifically to do something fun.

And you can even invite the principal. I have to say you rich people really know how to have fun.

Hachiman had given up thinking about the other people's gazes.

"Um, Miss Murasaki Shikibu."

Hachiman, who stayed overnight at Murasaki Shikibu's residence yesterday, was somewhat impressed by the execution ability of the female intellectual.

"What Miss Murasaki Shikibu? I told you to call me Kazusa today, Touma Kazusa."

Murasaki Shikibu, who was wearing a JK outfit and had long black straight hair, said solemnly that she had specially asked someone to do her a favor and dressed up like this, and she was not coming here for fun.

"Yes, yes, don't call me Qingxue today, call me Setsuna, Ogiso Setsuna."

His mother-in-law was showing off her JK outfit and seemed to be having a lot of fun.

Hachiman covered his face, thinking of the exchange conditions Murasaki Shikibu mentioned yesterday. The literary old woman agreed to assist in the investigation of the arson case, but in return, Hachiman and Kiyoyuki had to perform an important plot in "WHITE ALBUM 2" with her, so that Murasaki Shikibu could experience the emotions personally.

As for which plot it is, of course...

It was obviously me first!

To summarize the plot, after the Minegiro school festival is over, Touma Kazusa (Murasaki Shikibu) and Kitahara Haruki (Hikigaya Hachiman) who have a crush on each other are chatting in the music room, but Haruki falls asleep in the middle of the conversation. When he wakes up, he finds that the campus's top idol Ogiso Setsuna (Yukinoshita Kiyoyuki) has confessed to him. Haruki, who thought Touma would not like her, just takes the chance. This decision causes her to take countless stomach medicines. However, there is a hidden plot that will not be revealed until five years later. When Haruki fell asleep, Touma could not help but kiss him on the lips, which broke Setsuna's balance.

Murasaki Shikibu sat in front of the piano and played a piece of Flight of the Bumblebee. Then she said to the two of them, "I want to know how Touma felt when he kissed Haruki secretly but didn't dare to confess. I also want to know when Setsuna confessed, whether she really liked Haruki or didn't want to be abandoned by the two of them. If I don't figure it out, I can't continue writing."

Seeing her serious look, Hachiman couldn't help but think that perhaps it was this genuine attitude towards seeking knowledge that allowed her to inherit the name Murasaki Shikibu. Of course, the more important reason was that her surname was Fujiwara.

Qingxue, as the elder sister, just snorted slightly. Although she had a great hatred for her half-sister, she could not deny that her love and attitude towards books since childhood were something she envied but could not learn.

Of course, this thirst for knowledge about books seems to have been inherited by her youngest daughter, as the saying goes, a niece resembles her aunt.

Because the plot is set in the evening and at night, they deliberately chose to come after school in order to restore the atmosphere set by Murasaki Shikibu in the outline as much as possible.

It was getting late, so they officially began the story according to the plot they had arranged overnight.

At the beginning, Kiyoyuki should be wearing a red dress and peeping next to the music room. However, as if she thought of something, Kiyoyuki Ogiso, who had specially tied her hair into two ponytails, stepped on the brakes.

"Hashidou Madai, in the script, Touma is supposed to kiss Haruki on the lips, right? Kaori, are you..."

Dong Ma Xiangzi thought about it and pursed her lips gently: "Kiss, whoever doesn't kiss is a bastard."

If you want to pursue realism, you must follow through to the end!

The soul of the female intellectual is burning!

Chapter 10: Zi Xiaosan and Sprite (Part 2)

From the golden sunset to the starry night sky, it seems to be just a blink of an eye.

The school festival had just ended, and Kitahara Hachiman took some time to come to the music room to talk with Touma Kaori about dreams and the future.

It seems inevitable that the two of them like each other, even though one of them is a "beauty from all directions" and the other is an autistic orphan, one is enthusiastic and the other is indifferent, but because of the lack of family, they see themselves in each other's eyes.

But precisely because of this, they don't believe that the other party would like someone like themselves.

In the hearts of fragile people, they always think about their own shortcomings.

But despite this, they still want to be close to each other, even if it's just in the name of friends, band mates, or threesomes.

They didn't stay up late last night for nothing, as they had already figured out Haruki and Touma's personalities.

Murasaki Shikibu...Touma Kōko's ten green fingers gently played the piano.

The idiot next to them was still saying that he hoped the three of them could still be together in college.