A youth story of a passerby at the end of the world

I told my mother that I wanted to apply to Sobu High School, and she smiled and said: Sure.

Then as I studied harder I passed the exam.

Really, how did I get admitted?

"Don't worry. Today you will transform from a normal, carefree high school girl to a normal, carefree high school girl who can beat up zombies with a straight face."

"Huh? Is that what you mean?"

"Are you ready then?"

"Wait! Is this too fast?"

"Then start moving."

"Didn't you say you would give me some time to prepare?" Yuigahama Yui clenched her fist and waved it in front of her chest.

"No, I have to make lunch later."

People have to be pushed before they take action, and the same is true for her.

"You grab that side." Uesugi Genshin started with the zombie on the outside, whose head was facing him.

Seeing him move, Yuigahama Yui couldn't stay still. She didn't resist having her ankles grabbed, so she closed her eyes and grabbed the lower ankle.

This is an elderly man, with a mouthful of yellow teeth that were exposed when he died and have not yet closed.

Even Yuigahama Yui, who was holding her legs, didn't dare to look over there.

"It's time to go." Uesugi Genshin reminded her and asked her to open her eyes.

"Okay, I understand." She took a deep breath as if to cheer herself up.

But he immediately realized that the air was not that fresh, and he quickly spit it out, "Cough cough cough..."

"Three, two, one." Uesugi Genshin didn't care about her silly actions and counted down.

The two of them worked together to lift the zombie up, then turned it in a circle and moved towards the railing. With just a slight lift, they could throw the zombie from the second floor to the ground.

"One, two." While counting the numbers, the two of them coordinated to throw the zombie into an arc in an instant, and then it fell heavily to the ground.

For some reason, the urge to take a look prompted Yuigahama Yui to look down. The zombie that fell to the ground was no different from the one before, except that some blood inevitably splashed again.

She looked at the blood on her gloves again and suddenly felt a sense of disobedience.

This feeling of disharmony is growth...

Afterwards, the second one still headed towards Uesugi Genshin, but Yuigahama Yui stared blankly with her eyes wide open, as if in a trance.

Looking at Yuigahama Yui who was looking down at the tattered head of the third zombie with an expressionless look, Uesugi Genshin knew that she had changed.

In the last days, people will inevitably change, but it is undeniable that these changes are for the better.

After one or two of them threw all the zombies down, only an empty cart was left.

"It's finally over. I'm so tired." With her shoulders drooped, Yuigahama Yui sighed heavily.

"Well, come on, there are still several more trips to come."

And...are they really inaudible?

Uesugi Genshin expressed his doubts, but he also left the baseball bat next to the door just in case. The lesson of leaving the weapon behind only needed to be learned once.

It has been so long that I have forgotten the habit of always carrying weapons. After all, this is a peaceful era, and now I have to recall it bit by bit.

"Eh~" Her dejected tone was like a spoiled child, but it couldn't shake his iron heart.

Once is curiosity, twice is excitement, and more than a few times is numbness. It takes a few more times to overcome and adapt to the discomfort in your heart.

She returned the cart to the supermarket again and Uesugi Genshin followed behind her.

"What are we eating today?"

"Chiba's specialty is lobster."

"Really? I really want to eat it soon..." she said with anticipation.

Then, Yuigahama Yui was ruthlessly asked by the man in front of her to carry the last few batches of zombies alone with Miura Yumiko. He was really heartless.

When Miura Yumiko went to complain, he chopped the kitchen knife he used to cut the lobster on the chopping board and asked, "How about you do it?"

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"Ah..., the food in this restaurant is delicious." Mr. Hiratsuka deliberately slowed down while driving so that Hikigaya Hachiman next to him could see clearly.

"Well, teacher..."

"what happened?"

“Isn’t this a ramen shop?”

Teacher, is this the only ramen shop you know of that has a manly feel to it?

No, because he's Hiratsuka-sensei, it's just common prejudice to only know that it's a shop that older men go to, right?

Normally, he would drink alone in the pub.

"Any dissatisfaction?"

"No, it's better to say that this restaurant looks like the kind of restaurant that will definitely be delicious."

Every city has a "fly restaurant", an inconspicuous little shop hidden on the street. It cannot be said to be inconspicuous. The store front is inconspicuous, but the gourmet diners who come from all over the place will line up in long queues in front of the store.

"Right." She was as happy as a child, sharing her favorite things with him.

That smile instantly brought up a picture in his mind: a woman in her 30s smiling in front of a mountain of ramen!

Not good, not good.

He shook his head, trying to dispel this terrifyingly real imagination.

"Ah! You look like you're thinking about something rude."

"No, that's not the case."

"No, you are just thinking about it. It's obvious from your expression just now."

He showed off his unique dead fish eyes: "I have this expression originally. Besides, what is the basis for thinking that I would think this way? Where is the evidence? Is there any evidence? Speaking of which, I don't have this motive."

"Isn't this a unique way of expressing oneself for prisoners who are cornered?"

"Forget it, I know exactly what others are thinking. Really, everyone is like this, saying that you will miss your true love... It's okay! It's no big deal to go to a ramen restaurant on a weekend?" She slammed the steering wheel and almost hit the horn.

This almost scared Hikigaya Hachiman, after all, honking the horn on the road was not a good idea.

"No, I don't think it's a problem, really! There must be men who like women like this."

After all, the world is vast.

"Ah, such a comforting statement~" Shizuka Hiratsuka suddenly thought of something, "No, wait, what do you think? Generally speaking, what do you think of a woman who is taken to a ramen restaurant on a first date?"

"Eh? Are you asking me?"

"Of course, the comments from a teenage student like you, who has a delicate mind, are of great reference value as a sample of ordinary people, right?"

"Ah, well... I think it's totally fine."

"Is that so? That's how it is! After all, for this world, there's nothing wrong with a woman who's particularly familiar with ramen."

"Wait a minute... Is there something wrong with my opinion being used as the standard answer? Isn't that an over-explanation?"

"No, I do appreciate your sharp and critical eyes. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to write that awkward essay. It's more useful and convincing than what those elderly relatives who are rarely seen during the Spring Festival say! So I think you share the same opinions as the general public."

"Wow, this is such a forced excuse. But, not all men in the world are like this. After all, it's just me as a subject, only me!" In order to avoid being irresponsible, he said emphatically.

"Hmm... Ah... Yes, that's it..."

What? Why is this guy suddenly shy? He is usually very handsome, but now he suddenly reacts like this. Is this the so-called contrast cuteness phenomenon?

It's really infinitely cute.

"It's a pity that we can't eat it anymore." Mr. Hiratsuka sighed as if he was hiding something, looking very regretful.

Well, next time if I have the materials, I can help Mr. Hiratsuka to reproduce it.

At least he can still make ordinary ramen.

Don't underestimate his ideal of being a house husband!

If you want to be a full-time househusband, then knowing how to cook is the most basic thing.

He is also seriously preparing for his ideal.

Chapter 51: Drunkards and Supermarkets

The moment I ate the food, all the previous fatigue and grievances disappeared, and a feeling of happiness rose from the depths of my heart.

No matter how tired you are, if you can eat this kind of food, nothing else matters.

The perfect combination of golden and crispy bread slices fried in butter and tender lobster meat topped with mayonnaise.

When you take a bite, your teeth first touch a layer of crispy crust, and then pass through to the soft interior.

The lobster meat in this lobster sandwich is so abundant that you need to hold it with both hands when eating it to prevent it from falling out.

The unique sweetness of fresh lobster, combined with the chewy meat that has been cooked to perfection, creates a refreshing and harmonious taste.

What’s even better is the sauce on top. In addition to mayonnaise, it also contains a salty and fragrant seasoning powder, which is definitely the finishing touch.

Yuigahama Yui ate happily with a relaxed, leisurely, and bright smile on her face.

She suddenly noticed the extremely calm expression on the face of the person sitting opposite her, even though Yumiko next to her couldn't help but praise the food for being delicious.

"Xiao Xuan, what's wrong? Is it not tasty?"

What's the matter with asking myself whether what I cooked is delicious?

"No, I'm thinking about marrying a woman who can cook in the future."

It wasn't bad, but spending two hours cooking it gave him a lot of complicated thoughts.

"Eh? Is it so strict?"

"?" Uesugi Genshin looked at Yuigahama Yui with some confusion, as if it was wrong to think like that.

"Isn't being a good wife and a good mother a basic qualification? What do you think of your mother?"

"How about what?"

“Have you taken good care of your family at home?”

"Ah..., well, that's it." She suddenly thought of her mother, who was truly a very qualified full-time housewife. If she were to say, she would be the best mother.

"But, but, that's something we only found out after we got married. Isn't it a bit hasty to simply use the ability to cook as a measure?"

"That's right." Uesugi Genshin nodded.

Yuigahama Yui tilted her head, somewhat confused as to what the other party agreed to, but when she saw him open his mouth and take a big bite of the lobster, she put her mind to it and started eating.

Miura Yumiko, who was standing next to them, was listening to the conversation between the two, but she felt bitter inside. These past two days, she suddenly began to think about the woman Hayato would marry in the future. Probably, it wouldn't be someone like her...

My stomach felt like it had eaten bitter melon. Only the delicious food I swallowed could suppress the bitterness, but it would come back up again soon.

"If you've finished eating, there's more." As he said that, Uesugi Genshin pushed the plate towards Miura Yumiko, who had already finished eating.

"Well, thank you." I didn't dare to ask...it was exactly as he said.

She hadn't thought about it before, but now that she paid attention to it, she discovered a surprising inconsistency. The distance between him and her was probably the distance of admiration. Hayato had never really shown any behavior that showed he liked her, so she had never dared to make any move, for fear of ruining this hard-earned relationship.

I don’t dare to know, I’m afraid of the truth. If it’s really a bad thing... I really don’t want to know.

Uesugi Genshin was a little confused. Was the work just now such a big blow?

Looking at the taciturn Miura Yumiko, who has completely lost her former arrogance, and the heartless (in a positive sense) Yuigahama Yui.

He didn't know what to say, so he handed over the wheat juice as well, "Are you okay?"

"It's okay." Yumiko Miura looked at the wheat juice handed to her and frowned, but still took it.

She held it in her palm as if pondering it, and finally chose to open it, and a intoxicating gas escaped.

After taking a sip, Xiao complained, "It doesn't taste good."