Hikigaya, the Son-in-law of Three Surnames

Really... a hopeless fool... both you and I who can't refuse you.

Gradually, Touma and Sa's emotions were painted in Murasaki Shikibu's mind, slowly filling it with richer colors through the experience of the moment.

"Hey, I'm talking to you..."

However, Kitahara Hachiman did not answer Touma Kaori's question, and the only response he got was a slight snoring sound.

Touma Kaori walked to the door somewhat helplessly and wanted to leave.

It was just that the excitement of the Fengcheng campus festival today gave her an illusion.

Today shouldn't have ended like this, there should have been...more memorable things.

Murasaki Shikibu, with Touma's feelings in mind, slowly returned to the young man and gently stroked his hair.

Just when Murasaki Shikibu's emotions were building up little by little, Hachiman suddenly made a "puff" sound, and the atmosphere that she had created with great difficulty disappeared.

"Why are you like this?" Murasaki Shikibu said angrily.

"Sorry, sorry, your fingers made me so itchy that I couldn't help it."

Hachiman apologized quickly. Her cool fingers were so comfortable that they gave him goosebumps all over his body.

Murasaki Shikibu was just making a routine complaint, and she didn't think about completing it in one go, but just a moment ago, an idea came to her mind.

"Wouldn't it be a bit weird if Touma kissed Haruki directly on the lips? How about a kiss on the cheek instead?"

Hachiman glared at her. Didn’t he say that anyone who doesn’t kiss her is a bastard?

Why would you back off when it really comes to going on stage?

Murasaki Shikibu seemed to understand the meaning of his eyes, and her face flushed slightly: "That's not the reason. I just can't understand Touma's feelings of loving someone so much that he would give his first kiss to her without her knowing."

So female intellectuals are really troublesome, Hachiman thought for a moment and then said.

"So, what if it's a separation?"

"Separation? But the relationship between the three of us hasn't broken down, why would Touma think so?" Murasaki Shikibu retorted by shaking her head.

"Don't underestimate the characters you created. Touma has the least social experience, but she is also the most realistic. Setsuna wants a threesome because of the past, Haruki wants to maintain the status quo, but Touma doesn't dare to pray, nor is she naive enough to believe. So this kiss is a farewell, a memorial, and an elegy for those happy days."

Murasaki Shikibu looked at the young man indifferently, and thought to herself, how come this guy understands the characters' emotions better than me, the author, after only reading the script several times?

Murasaki Shikibu lowered her head slightly, as if in deep thought, following Hachiman's train of thought to understand the girl's humble wish.

Although we know that the mirror will be broken in the future, the smile reflected in it at this moment is so hard to bear.

"You...close your eyes."

Hachiman closed his eyes obediently.

Murasaki Shikibu continued to immerse herself in the sorrow of a young girl. Is she Murasaki Shikibu now, or is she Touma Kazusa?

Maybe it doesn't matter anymore.

Once she thought about the future breakdown of the relationship between these three people and that she would have to leave this man who was full of flaws in her eyes, tears began to overflow.

This is a farewell...

So, I'm sorry, Setsuna.

Murasaki Shikibu's eyes were filled with tears of sadness, and she couldn't help herself.

Although experiential actors have a narrow path, once the emotions are right, the tension unleashed by a single role will surpass that of method actors who can play a thousand different roles.

Murasaki Shikibu's lips gently approached the young man, her soft lips touched lightly, like a dragonfly touching the water, fleeting, leaving only ripples.

According to the original plot, Murasaki Shikibu should have run out now, and it would be Ogiso Kiyoxue's turn to come in. However, after Murasaki Shikibu's brief appearance, she got too deeply involved and immersed herself in indescribable sadness, sitting on the ground, unable to extricate herself.

The young man couldn't help but feel a little pity for the beautiful woman who was sitting on the ground and crying softly.

"Don't bother me. I'll be fine in a little while."

"Hey, is it my turn? I've memorized my lines so many times. Ah la la la, why are you crying like this? It's just acting, that's not a big deal."

Qingxue, wearing a red dress, walked in. Seeing that her sister had completely broken down, she felt a little gloating.

Kiyoyuki, with twin ponytails, walked up to Hachiman and gently sniffed his scent.

"Have you kissed?"

Hachiman glared at her. She had been fanning the flames just now, so why was she asking questions now?

Qingxue glared back and asked, "No way."

"Can you still count the things now?"

Hmm, it tastes a bit weird.

"Should I continue acting? It seems meaningless."

Qingxue said helplessly.

"Act...act, I'll be watching from the side, I also want to know how Setsuna feels."

Murasaki Shikibu, who was in a slightly better mood and was about to realize the state of reincarnation, said sobbingly.

"But now that you mention it, I don't understand what this girl named Yukina is thinking. Um... I can't act it out."

Qingxue said in a lazy JK voice that she was more interested in taking selfies in JK clothes than acting.

Hachiman casually said, "Just think that Yukino and Haruno and I hate you and don't want you anymore."

When Qingxue heard the young man's words, she nodded calmly at first, as if she was building up her emotions, but ended up stepping on a landmine.

When she thought that the young man was no longer by her side and that her two daughters had also left her, all that was left for her was an eternal dark nightmare.

"No...don't...don't leave me." Qingxue (Cai) said.

Her legs seemed to go limp as she fell to the ground, her hands tightly grasping the corner of Hachiman's clothes. She had just laughed at her sister for crying, but in the end she was not much better.

Hachiman sighed. He had just wanted to give it a try, but he didn't expect Qingxue's problem to still not get better.

So, in the piano music room at night, two mature women who had already become mothers fell to the ground, crying pitifully and heartbreakingly.

Achievement: Bullying someone's wife to tears (2/2)

Chapter 11 Old Aunt

In the music and piano room, the window was opened by someone at some point, and the cool breeze blew the curtains, driving away the summer heat. The starry sky in the distance, accompanied by the sound of insects and frogs, gave people a sense of quiet comfort.

Hachiman was sitting on the floor of the piano room. Kiyoyuki Yukinoshita's eyes were swollen like walnuts from crying. Her shiny black hair was scattered casually on the ground. She rested her head on his knees and fell into a deep sleep.

Looking at the summer night outside the window, the young man suddenly thought of a saying: Do not go gentle into that good night.

Murasaki Shikibu was sitting on the steps, but her sitting posture was much more elegant than that of a casual young man. Her long legs were pressed together like a mermaid, leaving no gap. Her black stockings blended into the night yet emitted a little luster. She took out her usual gold-ribbon glasses from somewhere and, guided by the silver light of the bright moon, slowly recorded today's gains with pen and paper.

In the piano room, there was only the sound of pencils writing on paper, Hachiman gently stroked Kiyoyuki's hair, and Sleeping Beauty made lazy sounds like a cat.

Murasaki Shikibu stopped writing, raised her head slightly, and pushed up her gold-rimmed glasses.

"Why did my sister become like this? You guys..."

While Murasaki Shikibu was considering her words, the young man interrupted her.

"You just think that I forced her. At least, don't look down on your sister. She has suffered a lot over the years."

Being so crazy outside Chiba is just another form of venting, isn't it?

When she returns to the Yukinoshita family, she will be the strong and dignified Mrs. Yukinoshita again.

"Zunxing Cult, Yukinoshita Family, Chiba Shrine, is my sister like this because of the deceased head of the Yukinoshita family?"

"You...have met Yukino's father?" Hachiman asked curiously.

"He came to the Fujiwara family several times before my sister got married. He is indeed... an impressive person."

In the generally humble and decadent Neon, even in the Imperial Palace where the gloomy atmosphere is the strongest, it is rare to find someone with aggression in his eyes all the time.

"That man is the former leader of the Zunxing Sect. For his political ambitions, he wants to create a god, a god that will descend to the human world."

Hachiman thought about it and realized that since Murasaki Shikibu was going to investigate the Sonsei Sect, he couldn't hide such information. Besides, the young man was quite confident in his ability to judge people.

Although she had some minor shortcomings, the dignified woman in front of him did not bear any ill will towards Qingxue.

Murasaki Shikibu showed a slightly surprised expression in her eyes, and then looked at her sister who looked miserable. Since that man had died, it meant that her ambition had naturally failed.

It's self-evident why my sister became like this.

After recovering from the shock, Murasaki Shikibu slowly lowered her head and continued writing her youth romance novel.

"I wasn't the one who reported her wanting to escape the marriage..."

Murasaki Shikibu spoke calmly, as if to explain something.

"It was this idiot who used my bank card to withdraw a large sum of money, and my mother caught him."

You're really stupid, Murasaki Shikibu said with some disdain.

"How did she know your bank card password?" Hachiman asked curiously. He was quite interested in the past of the two sisters.

"Two days before the wedding, she was looking around and was very irritable. She was a simple-minded person. I knew what she was going to do just by looking at her butt. So I wrote the password on a piece of paper and put it together with the bank card for her to steal. Before she left, she called me a fool for putting the password and bank card together."

Speaking of this, Murasaki Shikibu became a little indignant. For someone who thinks she is intelligent, being called an idiot by a fool who looks down upon her is the most intolerable thing.

"Could it be that you sisters have a good relationship?" Hachiman teased. It was just too twisted.

When Murasaki Shikibu heard the young man's words, she subconsciously wanted to reply "FNMDP", but after thinking about it, she gave up. As it was now, there seemed to be not many opportunities to find someone to talk about the past.

"Although she's not good, she's not too bad either. When I was just beginning to understand things, I loved playing with this older sister. I thought she was amazing, she could climb trees and rob bird nests. Although my mother kept nagging me that she was a bad person and wanted to harm me, I didn't care and just followed her like a follower... Although my sister didn't pay much attention to me, she didn't drive me away either."

Children do not see the conflicts of interest among adults, and they would surely be very envious of having a powerful older sister by their side.

Murasaki Shikibu paused for a moment and said, "There was one time when we were playing by the pool and I accidentally fell into the water. Although my sister rescued me, my mother came over and complained to my father, saying that my sister pushed me into the water. I will always remember the look in my sister's eyes at that time."

The kind of stubborn look with head down, unwilling but not willing to explain.

After that, she could no longer follow her sister.

Instead, he was locked inside the window, studying books intensively and receiving education from the young lady of a noble family, while she outside the window was still living freely in the birdcage.

Although the two lived under the same roof, they had fewer and fewer opportunities to talk.

This idiot just thought that I often complained to my father at the instigation of my mother, causing her to be punished every other day.

But she didn't think about it. If she hadn't complained to her father every other day, causing her father to gradually distance himself from her, how could her mother have tolerated her living in peace until she got married?

Even if it's just a marriage of lower status, at least her life will be safe.

However, the choice of her sister's marriage was not something she could control as a minor.

People all say that Murasaki Shikibu is stingy, mean, and scheming. However, if she had not developed this kind of fickle character since childhood, how could she have protected this fool whom her mother still admired?

Murasaki Shikibu gently moved her body and sat next to Hachiman. Her slender white fingers gently stroked the corners of Qingxue's eyes and wiped away her tears.

"Idiot." She whispered, "Do you think I put so much thought into preparing for yesterday's meeting? I dressed up and wandered around the door for several hours, but I almost ruined it for you."

"Hikigaya Hachiman." Murasaki Shikibu gently called the young man's name.

Hachiman looked up and felt his forehead was a little wet, and his hair tickled his cheeks. Murasaki Shikibu slowly retreated to her original position.

"Thank you for staying with her these years," she thanked sincerely.

The young man just smiled and said, "You should tell her this in person."

"How can you say that? It's so disgusting." Murasaki Shikibu couldn't help but shiver. She glared at the young man and told him not to say weird things.

After thinking for a while, Murasaki Shikibu asked, "If the Sonsei Cult is destroyed, will my sister's situation get better?"

Hachiman nodded slowly. As long as the Zunxing Sect was not eliminated, Qingxue would be stimulated to recall the past.

"Then do it. The novel is already finished anyway." Murasaki Shikibu's oval face showed a cold expression.

"That's great." It's really not easy to ask you to work.

"However, there is a small problem." Murasaki Shikibu hesitated for a moment, then said.

"what?"

"I don't understand Buddhism." Murasaki Shikibu couldn't help blushing and feeling a little ashamed.

"WHAT?"

Auntie, are you kidding me?

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Appendix: Murasaki Shikibu's Diary 02: June 6, a clear night. I ate two slices of watermelon sprinkled with salt in the evening, which was very refreshing. However, when I was taking a shower and changing clothes, the buttons on my bra flew off again. It seems that I have to order a new batch. It is really distressing. I heard from my stupid sister that my little niece's development is quite slow, which is really enviable.