Knights Don't Need a Youthful Romance Story

Let my younger siblings take the college entrance exams.

Thinking about the high cost of university, Saki Kawasaki's eyes dimmed slightly.

"it is good."

Nodding, Hachiman Hikigaya also stood up.

On her way back to the classroom, Saki Kawasaki casually mentioned what happened to her at work the night before.

"A guest wearing a wrinkled Brazilian suit somehow walked in."

"And the money I was holding looked very old."

Previously, Saki Kawasaki had complained to Hachiman Hikigaya about her situation.

Perhaps due to the shared bond between siblings, Saki Kawasaki trusts Hachiman Hikigaya far more than her classmates.

We've already reached the point where we can be considered good friends.

"That's it."

Hachiman Hikigaya did not comment much on this matter.

After all, his current role is that of a listener rather than a witness.

Although going along with the other person's topic and vehemently criticizing that person might win their favor.

However, this kind of communication style, which panders to the topic and tries to please others, is the kind of communication that Hachiman Hikigaya dislikes the most.

Although he had developed some different feelings for this girl, Hachiman Hikigaya still maintained his pride and aloofness.

"Hmm? Is someone talking about me?"

In a small hotel, a man reeking of alcohol opened his eyes and groggily glanced at the ceiling.

I remember now, I think I drank quite a bit last night.

I went to several bars in a row, and my head is still spinning.

Although for him, alcohol is something that, if he wants to, will not have any effect on him at all.

But for the sake of pleasure, he still chose to numb his brain with alcohol.

The man sat up in bed, shook his head, and then squinted at the empty space in front of him.

The midday sun shone into the room through the thin curtains.

The man's shadow on the ground seemed to have undergone some subtle changes.

A goat-shaped head rests on the man's body.

"interesting."

Squinting, the man seemed to have seen something that interested him.

He tapped his finger in the air, then lay back down on the bed once more.

Hachiman Hikigaya, who was at school, was stunned and suddenly stopped in his tracks, standing there in a daze.

"what happened?"

Saki Kawasaki looked at Hachiman Hikigaya with a strange expression.

"No, it's nothing."

Shaking his head, Hachiman Hikigaya quickly caught up with Saki Kawasaki.

Just now, he suddenly seemed to sense something, something strange and uncomfortable.

It felt like I was being targeted by something dirty.

But when he came to his senses and tried to feel it again, he couldn't feel anything at all.

It was as if it had just been an illusion.

"Let's see what fun things happen next."

The man lying on the bed crossed his legs and said leisurely.

As soon as he finished speaking, his stomach churned.

The man quickly got off the bed and staggered into the bathroom.

"vomit--"

The sound of vomiting came from the bathroom.

When the man emerged from the restroom, his appearance had transformed from that of a tired office worker into a sheep-headed monster in a suit.

Wiping his mouth, the man—no, the goat-headed man—casually tossed a piece of wood into the trash can.

He was still muttering to himself:

"I thought it was all digested long ago, but there are still some left over."

The shape of that piece of wood was exactly like Pinocchio's nose.

Chapter 354 The Hangover Goat-Headed Man

The goat-headed man lying on the bed thought for a moment, then got up to pick Pinocchio's nose out of the trash can and flush it down the toilet.

Pressing the button on the toilet, a stream of not-so-clear water flows out, forming a whirlpool.

Because of its shape, Pinocchio's nose got stuck in the toilet for quite a while before it was flushed away.

"Perfect, hiccup~"

Clap your hands, and the sheep-headed man says contentedly.

He also let out a burp.

I don't know if it's because he had a great time drinking last night or because Pinocchio filled his stomach.

Judging from his contented expression, the latter possibility is more likely.

Watching Pinocchio's nose being flushed down the toilet, the goat-headed man turned around and went back to bed.

The soft bed made the goat-headed man sink into it, and he became completely limp.

The rough, large hands stroked the ram's horns on his head, and the ram-headed man hummed a cheerful song.

"The human world is still more interesting."

The ram-headed man, with his legs crossed and looking extremely content, thought to himself.

Looking back at where I used to live, what was that compared to what I used to live in?

There's always work to do, and a bunch of guys who treat me with the utmost respect.

It seems like you can go anywhere, but actually you can't go anywhere.

It seemed like no one was restricting him, but he was indeed confined to that small space.

Sometimes you have to listen to the thoughts of the believers and then fulfill their wishes.

He was tired of the monotonous life.

The monotonous and dull days made him irritable.

His boring life made him want to escape.

Once the idea was born, it quickly became unstoppable.

One night he put his plan into action: he swaggered out the door.

Anyway, no one would dare to stop him.

And so he left the place that had confined him for who knows how many years.

He could have left so easily, but he stayed there for so many years.

It's really unbelievable when I think about it now.

After successfully escaping, the sheep-headed man briefly planned his journey.

The original plan was to go to a human town to attend a bonfire party or to a state banquet in a certain country to freeload.

Unexpectedly, we ended up in this godforsaken place.

He was initially shocked and angry when he arrived, but the drinks and sexy women quickly made him forget about the original incident.

What?

He wasn't originally planning to come here.

No, no, no, he originally planned to come here (serious face).

This was his destination.

Although it differed greatly from his plans, he still felt very happy.

He really didn't expect it.

The human world is developing so rapidly.

Moreover, so many immoral and depraved things have emerged.

There was feasting and feasting, and people were intoxicated.

This is really, really...

This is so exciting! (crossed out)

This is truly a great pity.

Pure people have been corrupted by this filth.

He really needs to give this regrettable situation a good critique.

So the goat-headed man hid his head and found a shady bar, where he spent the night having a profound discussion about the meaning of life with two hostesses.

I also ordered a lot of alcohol.

Under the expectant gazes of the two young ladies, the sheep-headed man gritted his teeth and drank it all.

Then, under the eager gazes of the two young ladies (looking at their sugar daddy), they ordered a bunch more drinks.

Money - N

Happiness + 10086

Although he vomited for a long time in his current state.

Regardless of his past, his current physique is at the level of an elite goblin.

You'll still throw up if you drink too much.

But none of this matters!

The important thing is that he's going to criticize those guys wearing weird clothes tonight!

Yes, it is like that.

I suppose those guys who are always so serious don't have much to say about their behavior, right?

After all, he was trying to pull those lost sheep back to the right path.

It hasn't been effective yet, so I need to keep trying tonight.

With my eyes half-closed, a wave of drowsiness washed over me.

He wouldn't have woken up at all if it weren't for the churning in his stomach.

He was about to take a good nap.

"But what did I just do?"

In a daze, the goat-headed man seemed to recall something he had done earlier.

But I can't remember some of them now.

Suddenly opening his eyes wide, the goat-headed man sat bolt upright in bed.

"Oh right, I threw away Pinocchio's nose before."

With that thought in mind, the goat-headed man lay back down on his bed with peace of mind.