Hikigaya Hachiman is still in the dark

I have always understood what kind of distance exists between us, but I have never known whether it is right or wrong, or rather, I have never dared to face such a problem.

"Teacher Hiratsuka, you are drunk." After a long while, I finally said

"Drunk?" With a smile, Mr. Hiratsuka looked at me and playfully closed one of his eyes: "Hikigaya, do you know there is a type of people? When they are dreaming, they can clearly know that they are in a dream, and then they will dream according to their own ideas, and they can also do what they like, because it is just a dream after all."

Since I didn't know how to answer, I just stood there quietly looking at Hiratsuka teacher. She was looking up at the sky, so I could only see her goddess-like profile.

"So, how do people get drunk? Most people don't get drunk after drinking, but they still pretend to be drunk. They can use the excuse of being drunk to cover up whatever they say or do. So many times, what people say after they are drunk is what they really want to say..."

Standing up unsteadily, Mr. Hiratsuka staggered out of the courtyard, swaying his body: "So think carefully about what you should do next..." Before he could finish his words, Mr. Hiratsuka bumped into the door with a bang.

Isn't this person completely drunk?

After Hiratsuka-sensei left, I was confused about what Hiratsuka-sensei was talking about, but I had no idea what was going on, so I quickly put aside the idea and focused on resting. Recently, I have fewer and fewer opportunities to rest quietly, so I'll just deal with the issue of Yukinoshita later.

Thinking of this, I felt a lot more relaxed and continued my relaxing life.

Not long after Hiratsuka-sensei left, Fujiwa-sensei also came out, and like Hiratsuka-sensei, he sat next to me. He also took a bottle of beer, and when he saw the biscuits next to me, Fujiwa-sensei took out a piece and ate it, and then he looked at me as if asking for my opinion.

"what about the taste?"

"It tastes pretty good. It looks like Auntie is good at cooking."

After receiving my affirmation, Mr. Fujiwa showed a very proud expression: "Of course, she is my wife."

Without any deliberate concealment, Mr. Fujiwa said it naturally, as if he had obtained the world's most precious treasure and wanted to show his happiness to the whole world.

"Hikigaya, you know a lot. Because of Hiratsuka, I knew a lot when I was in high school. As a senior, I want to give you some special advice. You should know that I fought hard for my current wife. Although the process was very hard and tiring, in the end, I now have my own happiness. Some things will not come to you if you don't fight for them. I am not worried about whether you will succeed. I am worried about the direction you are heading. In your current situation, you will not get what you want."

Speaking softly, Mr. Fujiwa looked much more serious than usual. Seeing that I didn't react, Mr. Fujiwa stood up and said, "My special guidance as a senior is over, and it's time for me to go back." Saying this, Mr. Fujiwa also stood up and left, and then, like Mr. Hiratsuka, he bumped into the door in the same place.

As expected, you were drunk too. Why did you come to me and say such profound words when you were drunk?

But, now I have nothing to gain? Teacher Fujiwa's words kept echoing in my mind, like a rainstorm, constantly circulating in my mind, impacting my thoughts.

I will get nothing, but before that, what on earth do I want to get?

It's like someone who is trying hard to find something in the boundless grassland. Although he is trying hard, he has no idea which direction to go. In the end, he will probably just be covered by the endless grassland and sky and become one of the countless grasses.

What is the real thing to me?

My thoughts quickly exploded. Countless images and countless words kept rolling in my brain. Finally, unconsciously, a tear slid down my cheek. I reached out to catch it and could clearly feel the touch of the falling tear.

How long was the last time you shed tears?

I was lost in such a world, just to find the fragments of my lost heart. For no reason, I thought of such poems and muttered them quietly. At this time, there was a knock on the door from the entrance.

Since we were in the courtyard, I was the first to arrive at the entrance. Well, it looked like the drinking trio had no intention of coming out. The allure of alcohol was irresistible.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw the person knocking on it. He had very trendy grey permed hair and regular facial features that were a bit similar to Teacher Fujiwa. His black eyes still looked very energetic under the setting sun. He was wearing a work suit and judging by his attire, he must have just returned from get off work.

Obviously the man didn't know me, so he was frightened when he saw me open the door. After that, he looked at me with suspicion.

"Hello, I'm a colleague of Mr. Fujiwa, and I'm here at his house for a party today," I explained.

After listening to my explanation, the man nodded as if he had realized what was going on: "Yes, I did hear my father talk about a party."

Then, he glanced secretly at the living room behind the entrance, and asked as if to confirm, "By the way, is Mr. Hiratsuka here?"

"Yes, I am."

We walked towards the living room together after answering like that, but this person came in and immediately checked whether Hiratsuka-sensei was there, which made me a little concerned.

Walking into the living room, the three people were almost lying on the table in the living room after drinking so much. In front of them were so many wine bottles that one could feel that such a life was a complete joke on life.

"Ah, Hikigaya, you're finally here again, come on, let's have a few more drinks!"

"I don't think you can drink anymore!"

Ignoring me, Teacher Hiratsuka stood up slowly, squinting at the man behind me, and then she raised her hands above her head as if she had discovered something, "Fujiwa, don't think you can escape the punishment just now just because you have become younger. Come on, drink this glass of wine in one gulp."

As he said this, Mr. Hiratsuka had already walked up to him, hooked his arm around his shoulder, and spoke with a drunken breath, "By the way, Fujiwa, you were quite handsome when you were young. How come at your age now, eh..."

It’s true that someone just told me that most people who drink are not really drunk, but the person in front of me must be really drunk!

"Um, Mr. Hiratsuka, I'm not my father, I'm Fujiwa Shikaku." The man was probably a little embarrassed to be caught by Mr. Hiratsuka. His cheeks turned slightly red, and then he said this while struggling slightly to get out of Mr. Hiratsuka's arms.

"Teacher Fujiwa, you are really confused. I told you that I am not drunk yet. You'd better not fool me like this. You are Teacher Fujiwa, don't pretend."

"That Hiratsuka teacher, I'm serious, I really am Shikaku." Shikaku sighed, it seemed that he had given up. It's no wonder, I have personally experienced the extraordinary strength of Hiratsuka teacher, and Shikaku called Hiratsuka teacher, he must have been a student of Sobu High School, so it is probably not easy for him to really fight back against Hiratsuka teacher.

"Ahahahaha, Hiratsuka, you still say you're not drunk. I'm clearly here, and you still say that I've become younger. Hiratsuka, you can't. You can't drink at all." Teacher Fujiwa on the other side also said drunkenly.

However, Fujiwa-sensei, you are talking in the wrong direction! You are talking to Mita-sensei instead of Hiratsuka-sensei.

"Father, Mr. Hiratsuka is here, not there. Are you drunk too?" Shikaku said helplessly, reminding his father loudly.

"How is that possible? Uh, son, let me tell you, when I was young, I was known for being able to drink a thousand cups without getting drunk. Really, do you know what a thousand cups means? Back then, your father was..."

Well, although I don't know what Fujiwa-sensei looked like when he was young, I can probably guess what kind of character he had when he was young by looking at his current appearance. It's amazing that this person can pretend to be so serious in school. This level is already considered a pervert. It's really scary to think about it now.

Although he is the son of Fujiwa teacher, Shikaku seems to have no way to solve the current situation. He just walks a little stiffly between the two old drunkards, Hiratsuka teacher and Fujiwa teacher. He looks a little funny, just like a bartender in a pub who persuades guests not to drink too much.

Chapter 76 I really seemed drunk just now

This situation was a little different from what I had originally thought. But I didn't know how to solve this problem. It was better to say that I had no experience in dealing with this kind of situation, so I could only watch the drunkards and the busy and exhausted Shikaku from the sidelines.

"It's time to eat." At this time, Mrs. Fujiwa came out with the food, which seemed to be ready. Behind her, Yuexia was also quietly serving the food. She seemed to have completely integrated into the family and was fully qualified for the role of a daughter-in-law. Perhaps girls with Yuexia's personality are admired by all mothers-in-law.

Seeing the embarrassing situation in the living room, Mrs. Fujiwa first looked at Shikaku. Shikaku shook his head helplessly, indicating that he was powerless. Then Mrs. Fujiwa's eyes suddenly became very sharp, changing from the previous gentleness. Looking at Mrs. Fujiwa's sharp eyes, Mr. Hiratsuka and Mr. Fujiwa seemed to sober up suddenly, and quickly let go of Shikaku and sat on the dining table in the living room with a "haha".

"Ah, now that I think about it, I was indeed drunk just now."

"Yes, yes, Mr. Hiratsuka, I also feel that I drank a little too much. Normally, I don't drink that much." He emphasized the word "usually" and kept secretly looking at Mrs. Fujiwa to confirm the matter.

It seems that the key to solving this crisis is Mrs. Fujiwa. It is estimated that Hiratsuka-sensei and Fujiwa-sensei had a lot of drinking competitions when they were together, and they were inevitably taught a lesson by Mrs. Fujiwa. These two people were probably conquered in this way. Congratulations to Mrs. Fujiwa for capturing two precious Pokémon!

I don't understand why teachers Fujiwa and Hiratsuka suddenly became quiet. Mita was able to read the atmosphere and didn't make any noise, but also became quiet.

After the noisy trio quieted down, we quickly sat down at the table in the living room and waited for the food to be served and the party to officially begin.

During the time, Mrs. Fujiwa often picked up food for me. Later on, I felt a little embarrassed looking at the almost full plate of food in front of me. Mrs. Fujiwa seemed to realize that this was inappropriate and started picking up food for Mita and Yuexia.

During the banquet, Mr. Fujiwa told us a lot of teaching experiences. The three of us listened very carefully, and I also learned many interesting stories about Mr. Fujiwa when he was young. Of course, most of them were revealed by Mr. Fujiwa's wife, making Mr. Fujiwa explain there like a wronged child. Through the explanation, I also formally met Mr. Fujiwa's son, Fujiwa Shikaku, who works in a company and seems to be a powerful role like a department manager. Originally, he had moved out to facilitate work, but today he seemed to have come back specially to transport the drunk Mr. Hiratsuka.

Considering his previous attitude towards Hiratsuka-sensei, I always feel that Shikaku seems to have different feelings towards Hiratsuka-sensei. But it's just a guess, it's better not to think too much about such things.

Before I knew it, it was around 10pm, and it was time to go home. Although the drinking contest was a bit unacceptable, I learned a lot of interesting things about Mr. Fujiwa and other teachers. Overall, it was a good gathering.

When we walked out of the door, Mrs. Fujiwa pulled Yuexia and said something to her. Then Yuexia looked at me with a blushing face. After noticing my gaze, she quickly turned her head away. Then Yuexia nodded as if to make a promise.

I always feel like I've been sold...

Since I didn't know what was going on, I kept looking at Yuexia and Mrs. Fujiwa with a very suspicious look. After noticing my gaze, Yuexia walked past me at a very fast speed after talking to Mrs. Fujiwa. It was super suspicious. Just when I was about to stop Yuexia and ask Mrs. Fujiwa what she said, Mr. Fujiwa's voice stopped me.

"Wait a minute, Hikigaya." I turned around and looked at Teacher Fujiwa seriously. At this time, the night was like a huge curtain behind Teacher Fujiwa. The light emitted by countless stars and the twinkling lights of thousands of homes in the distance on the street made the light emitted by the curtain so bright and warm.

The night wind blew gently, making my body tremble unconsciously. Teacher Fujiwa in front of me seemed to remember something and took out a black cotton glove from his pocket and handed it to me. Although I didn't know why Teacher Fujiwa handed me the gloves, I still took them. Seeing me take the gloves, Teacher Fujiwa smiled gently. He was no longer serious as usual, and no longer had the madness of drinking just now. The only thing left was the care that seemed to make the whole night warm.

"This glove was given to me by my teacher. He was also a great teacher. When he retired, he gave me this glove that his student had given him. Although it is a bit old, after careful consideration, I think this is the best gift for you."

"This..." I hesitated for a while, because this gift is different from the previous ones. This gift probably has a special meaning even to Teacher Fujiwa. Moreover, can I really have such a gift now?

"It's okay, Mita and Yuexia both have their own gifts." Seeing my hesitation, Teacher Fujiwa probably thought that I was worried about what Mita and the others would think, so he explained.

"No, it's about the meaning of this gift to you. Is it really okay to give me such a valuable gift?"

Nodding gently, Fujiwa's expression became very serious: "Hikigaya, you..." As if he remembered something, Fujiwa stopped talking and then spoke again: "Hikigaya, you must become a qualified teacher."

I didn't know how to answer, nor did I know how to accept the gloves that kept getting heavier on my hands. After saying thank you, I turned around and slowly took my first steps.

If, if, hypothetically, Mr. Fujiwa knew that such expectations of me as a teacher were also imposed by others, would Mr. Fujiwa still give me this glove?

I got in the car and gazed at the moon, with such meaningless assumptions constantly echoing in my mind.

"It's cold, why are you still watching here?" Mrs. Fujiwa came out of the room and put a warm coat on Teacher Fujiwa.

"Nothing." Teacher Fujiwa turned around, held his wife's hand, and then smiled happily.

Seeing Teacher Fujiwa's smile, Mrs. Fujiwa also laughed and naturally leaned against Teacher Fujiwa.

"You'd give away your most treasured gloves. It seems like you think highly of Hikigaya."

"Wrong, that's not the case. If I were to say who my most valued junior is, it should be Yuexia."

"Huh?" Mrs. Fujiwa looked at Mr. Fujiwa in surprise: "Then why did you give him your most precious gloves?"

After a moment of silence, Mr. Fujiwa looked up at the starry sky, and a rare expression of loneliness appeared on his face: "Look at the stars in the sky, they shine together to illuminate the sky, just like each of us, only by taking care of each other and helping each other can we illuminate the sky; but Hikigaya is different, he is like a star shining alone in the night sky covered by dark clouds, he can illuminate the starry sky by himself, he can do a lot of things by himself, but in return, he bears endless loneliness, even though sometimes there will be other stars next to him, but the idea that he is special and destined to be lonely will gradually make him deviate from his track, and finally he will become the loneliest star in the night sky."

“So, I think, if possible, there could be more gravity to keep him in this starry sky, and more people to help him illuminate the darkness.”

"I didn't expect that after so much time, your words are still the same..."

"According to what you said, it's just sweet talk." Teacher Fujiwa laughed.

"As long as you know."

"Of course I know, otherwise how could I deceive my gentle and virtuous wife."

"You." With a helpless smile, Mrs. Fujiwa also looked up at the starry sky, "Will it work, dear?"

"Who knows? But honey, the starry sky is so beautiful tonight." "Yeah."

When I got back to the apartment, the aftereffects of the alcohol I had drunk were kicking in, making me feel dizzy and swollen. Sure enough, I shouldn't have drunk alcohol. I don't have any major problems when I drink, but for some reason, it seems like there's a delay before I get drunk. It takes a while before I really feel drunk, and once I'm drunk, I'm completely drunk.

My head hurts so much, it looks like the whole apartment is shaking. Maybe this is how the people in the apartment feel when the monsters attack. By the way, now the monster named beer is invading this brain, Ultraman please come out!

Huh? It's hard to understand why Ultraman is also taking a break? He really has no sense of being a corporate slave at all!

When I got to my apartment, I took out the key and tried to open the door of the room, but I don’t know why, the door seemed to be against me and would not open. It was so scary. Could it be that the monster’s power had reached this level?

At this moment, the door suddenly opened from the inside, and I fell to the ground because I couldn't avoid it in time. I was already dizzy, and when I fell to the ground, I completely lost consciousness.

Before everything in front of my eyes became dark, I clearly saw the figure of a girl.

"Is it Komachi...?" I uttered my last words in a mutter, and then my consciousness completely returned to zero.

When I got up the next morning, my head still hurt a lot due to the hangover. It seems that drinking should be the first taboo for Hikigaya Hachiman in the future. Otherwise, if this happens all the time, I will definitely bury my young life in Chiba prematurely. Although "born as a Chiba person and die as a Chiba ghost" seems to be a very extraordinary saying, I still have to wait for another hundred years or so.

I rubbed my forehead with my hands, trying to drive the headache out of my brain. Although the effect was minimal, it still worked. My mind gradually became clearer.

The headache gradually subsided and I began to look around. At first I was not sure because I had taken a nap in my bedroom before, so after confirming it, I quickly determined that this room was definitely not my room.

Well, not my room… not my room!

Wait, it's not my room? Why isn't it my room? I clearly remember returning to my room before, why isn't it my room now? What kind of plot is this from a third-rate novel?

Chapter 77: Senior Ai Shang’s favorite jokes are really bad

Don't panic. I took deep breaths to calm myself down. First of all, this is the real world, not the world of third-rate romance novels written by Senior Ai Shang. So there won't be any strange girl running up to me and saying, "Let me be responsible" and announcing the shocking news that she's pregnant. Well, such a plot can basically be ruled out.

However, the memes that Senior Ai Shang likes to use are really bad.

Ahem, now is not the time to worry about whether Senior Ai Shang is good at playing memes. At first, I just got up, so I still haven't adapted to the dim room with the curtains closed. Now my eyes have almost adapted to this brightness. Let's take a closer look at this room. Well, the general layout is similar to my apartment. After all, we are in the same building, so it's normal that the layout is similar.

Looking around, there seemed to be a lot of cat photos placed on the table, and on the table there seemed to be some stuffed dolls that looked very intimidating in the dark.

By the way, this is a really ferocious puppet, and there are actually people who like such things!

Is there really someone? There are all kinds of strange people in this world! I pretended to be relaxed and said, then looked down at my bed. As expected, all of them were Mr. Pan-themed beds. Well, should I say something like "Born as a Chiba person, die as a Chiba ghost!" in a particularly cool way...

It's over, this is definitely Yukinoshita's room. Considering the surrounding environment, this is definitely Yukinoshita's room! After thinking about it this way, all the clues became clear, and the whole process of the incident became completely clear.

I went into the wrong room last night, so the key wouldn't open the door. In the end, it wasn't Komachi who opened the door. Komachi probably returned to school in the afternoon, so it should have been Yukinoshita who opened the door, and then I fainted.

Under such circumstances, isn't this a death sentence for me?

But then again, this seemed to be the first time entering Yukinoshita's new home. Although they had just moved in, there was a faint fragrance in the room. It must be that Yukinoshita had specially sprayed perfume on purpose.

Yukinoshita's bedroom, maybe Yukinoshita has slept in this bed... Wait, why do I have such thoughts? I'm not a pervert, I can't think about such messy things. I shook my head desperately and cleared my mind.

But having said that, the furnishings are really tidy. I just moved in here not long ago, but my room is still a mess. As expected, Yukinoshita is a perfect superman.

Yukinoshita, if I think about it carefully, you are still hostile to me. I don’t know when we can make peace.

So why did we have a conflict? I think it was at least a small matter, not just because of my breaking the appointment.

No, my head hurts when I think too deeply about things. I rubbed my temples, trying to calm myself down. At this time, the door was pushed open, and a figure walked in and pressed the light switch. The room suddenly became brighter. I squinted my eyes because I was not used to it. After I got used to the light, I saw Yukinoshita holding tomato juice beside my bed.

In a white sweater and black trousers, Yukinoshita's outfit was very homely, and even her long black hair was tied into a ponytail for the convenience of exercising at home. There was nothing outstanding about her, but for some reason, I felt like I had a new understanding of Yukinoshita.

Yukinoshita and I have never had much time to be alone together. Most of the time, the three of us are together. Occasionally, Isshiki will show up in the club room, although I really dislike that.

The only time that I can remember seeing the two of us looking at each other was when I was injured during a marathon and I was in the infirmary with her.