Knights Don't Need a Youthful Romance Story

It's like missing out on something very important after missing that oil lamp.

This conflicting feeling caused him great distress.

Shaking his head, Hachiman Hikigaya forcibly suppressed his inner thoughts.

It is precisely in times like these that we need to think calmly and rationally.

Hachiman Hikigaya looked up and scanned the classroom.

Some students in the class were listening to the lesson, while others were doing other things.

It seems like he has no friends in the entire class.

I want to confide in someone, but I don't know who to confide in.

Before, there was that chuunibyou guy, Yoshiteru Zaimokuza, who could occasionally listen to his complaints, but since he left that playful club not long ago, Yoshiteru Zaimokuza has changed quite a bit.

Although he still says some silly things sometimes, his overall energy and spirit have changed dramatically compared to the past.

They look more energetic now.

It's like finding something you want to do.

Indeed, this is the case. Yoshiteru Zaimokuza is now working hard to learn light novel writing and has abandoned and sealed away all the manuscripts he wrote in the past for his own amusement.

Learn light novel writing from scratch, step by step.

At the same time, he became very diligent in his studies, and even took the initiative to ask Hachiman Hikigaya for help with subjects such as Japanese language.

These are all subjects that Hachiman Hikigaya excels at.

It seems that the other party is genuinely prepared to work hard and find a good way out for their future.

Sometimes even Hachiman Hikigaya himself wonders if he should try harder.

But after thinking about it, he decided against it; he still hoped to be a stay-at-home husband.

This is the kind of life he wants.

Yes, talking to himself is also one of Hachiman Hikigaya's special skills.

Other special skills include riddles, brain teasers, imitation, invisibility, and self-destruction (crossed out).

They're all pretty useless skills.

Thinking about it carefully, I really am pathetic.

Time slipped away little by little as Hachiman Hikigaya drifted off into his own thoughts.

The urge to find that oil lamp grew stronger and stronger.

"I'm just going to take a look, it's nothing serious."

'If there's a problem, just throw it away.'

"Everything will be alright."

'What if something good happens?'

'Perhaps the bad feeling is just an illusion.'

Hachiman Hikigaya's mind was filled with jumbled thoughts, leaving him no mental energy to discern whether these thoughts were correct.

He is clearly in a very problematic situation, but he is completely unaware of it.

As soon as the bell rang, Hachiman Hikigaya quickly packed his bag and left the classroom.

He was accompanied by a tall, blue-haired girl.

The reason for saying this is that the other person's actual height is not taller than Hachiman Higashino.

But when the two stand together, they always give the illusion that the other is taller.

On one hand, Hachiman Hikigaya always unconsciously hunches his back.

Therefore, his apparent height is much shorter than his actual height.

On the other hand, that girl had a very strong presence.

She's 1.6 meters tall, but has the presence of someone 1.8 meters tall.

'It's her again?'

Hachiman Hikigaya was slightly taken aback.

Since meeting her last night, he's felt that this girl has been appearing in his sight much more frequently.

In fact, the number of times Kawasaki Saki appeared in front of Hachiman Hikigaya was the same as in the past.

It was only because of last night's experience that Hachiman Hikigaya paid more attention to this girl, which led to this misconception.

Saki Kawasaki glanced at Hachiman Hikigaya with surprise, then quickly ran out of the classroom.

She vaguely remembered the boy, but she had more important things to do right now.

The two parted ways at the classroom door and quickly left in different directions.

"Where? Where?"

Hachiman Hikigaya jogged all the way to the place where he ate lunch during his lunch break, looking around for the oil lamp.

He quickly found the oil lamp from noon.

Although an afternoon had passed, it seemed that no one had noticed the oil lamp.

It remained quietly in the same spot.

With some excitement, Hachiman Hikigaya reached out and was about to dig it out.

The cold lamplight chilled Hachiman Hikigaya's heart slightly, but his fiery thoughts quickly spurred him to action once more.

The oil lamp, covered in mud, was dug out of the ground by Hachiman Hikigaya.

Looking at the oil lamp in his hand, Hachiman Hikigaya's burning urge to make sarcastic remarks momentarily overwhelmed his fiery thoughts.

"This looks like a pot, so why is it called an oil lamp?"

Although it's called an oil lamp, its shape is clearly closer to a teapot.

Looking at the teapot in his hand, Hachiman Hikigaya suppressed his excitement and casually stuffed it into his bag.

He didn't know why he did it.

I hadn't done anything wrong, but I just felt inexplicably guilty.

After stuffing the oil lamp into his schoolbag, he ran away from the school.

After running for several hundred meters from the school, Hachiman Hikigaya finally stopped to catch his breath.

"Hey Luo Zhen, why haven't we seen you around lately?"

"You know my situation."

The sound of their conversation reached Hachiman Hikigaya's ears.

Looking up, two people, also wearing Soubu High School uniforms, came into Hachiman Hikigaya's line of sight.

He remembered those two people.

One was a transfer student who transferred here last semester, and the other was a well-known figure among the boys in the school.

After all, she was the only one who could blend in with a group of beautiful girls in the Light Music Club.

There are quite a few people who envy and are jealous of Luo Zhen.

For various reasons, Luo Zhen is quite famous among the boys.

Although not all of them are positive.

After glancing at the two of them, Hachiman Hikigaya quickly ran away.

All he wants now is to go home as soon as possible and see what this oil lamp is all about.

Hearing the chaotic footsteps behind them, Luo Zhen and Elena subconsciously turned around and glanced back.

But all I saw was a receding figure.

Scratching his head, Luo Zhen didn't pay much attention to the other person.

He has other things to do afterward.

"I am back."

Back home, Hachiman Hikigaya casually called out and then hurriedly ran into his room.

"Brother, eh?"

Komachi Hikigaya peeked out from her room and stared blankly at the empty living room.

What's wrong with my brother today?

Chapter 332 The Strange Genie

Hikigaya Hachiman, slumped on the bed, was panting heavily.

Running all the way home from school was quite a test of his physical strength.

After resting for a while, Hachiman Hikigaya took the oil lamp out of his bag and stared quietly at the object that had made him lose his composure.

He knew very well that something was wrong with this thing, and he also knew that his current situation was very problematic.

But he couldn't resist the urge to find out more.

The rational mind, which usually restrains its own actions, is now like an indifferent spectator, unable to do anything except issue a reminder.

Looking at the dirt stuck to the oil lamp, Hachiman Hikigaya reached out to wipe it off with his sleeve.

But the outstretched hand paused in mid-air for a few seconds before pulling out a few tissues from the bedside table.

The pristine white tissue was immediately stained with the color of the mud upon contact with it.

After carefully wiping the oil lamp clean, Hachiman Hikigaya casually tossed the tissue into the trash can.

Unlike most people's trash cans, Hachiman Hikigaya's trash can is completely empty.

Just as he was about to put the oil lamp on the table, a puff of smoke suddenly came out of the lamp's spout.

Like specks of stardust and sand, tiny glimmers of light surged within the smoke.

The plume of smoke floated silently in the air, then suddenly contracted inward at a certain moment.

A muscular man with blue skin emerged from the smoke with his arms outstretched.

"Aha, finally someone has called me out."

A language he had never heard before rang in Hachiman Hikigaya's ears.

But at this moment, Hachiman Hikigaya was so shocked that he couldn't speak, and the oil lamp in his hand inadvertently slipped from his hand and fell to the bedside.

They're supposed to be 21st-century youths, surely they've heard of the story of Aladdin's lamp.

The scenery before me looks exactly like the scene in the story.

Hello, young man.

Looking at the dazed Hachiman Hikigaya, the blue-skinned man greeted him kindly.

The word "man" might not be the most appropriate word to describe this guy.

After all, this word refers to human beings.

But this guy in front of me doesn't look human at all.

His blue skin and somewhat disproportionate head-to-body ratio from a human aesthetic point of view, with his lower body shrouded in a cloud of mist, or rather, this cloud of mist being his lower body.

Are you Aladdin's lamp?

Hachiman Hikigaya, regaining his senses, instinctively spoke up.

For some reason, the moment the genie appeared, his guard completely vanished.

One aspect is the other party's image in fairy tales.

If the other party had emerged from something else, Hachiman Hikigaya might have been quite wary.

But it emerged from the oil lamp, without a lower body, with blue skin.