Hikigaya Hachiman is still in the dark

Although the student union secretary was still explaining our student union's creative ideas in front of the whiteboard, I couldn't hear what he said afterwards. I just stared at Ben Chugui who was shaking his head continuously pretending nothing was wrong.

With this reaction, it seems that she didn't run away... I should talk to her more about the issue of work distribution later. As for me, although I was forced to attend every meeting, forced to help buy comfort items every time, and forced to help with the student union's chores every time, I didn't care about such things at all, I really didn't care at all... But it's better to do as little of these meaningless tasks as possible. After all, I am a teacher, I am a teacher, I am a teacher! My job and novels are already enough to torment me. Adding so much work to it, do you really hope that I will die suddenly on the podium? Then Hikigaya Hachiman was given a touching title "The teacher who died gloriously due to hard work, still standing on the podium at the last moment."

Thinking about it carefully, it's really good... Huh? Why did you look away in panic? This is different from your usual self! Personality collapse is not easy to describe in a novel. At least it's better to show such a horrified expression after I talk to you.

"So, what do you think of our idea?" After our secretary finished speaking, he put down his pen and looked at everyone at Haibin High School.

"It's a good suggestion. I'm really looking forward to the script of your stage play."

After the people at Seaside High School discussed it, President Niwa stood up and agreed.

After getting recognition, the secretary breathed a sigh of relief and returned to his seat.

After seeing our secretary walk off the stage, the person from Haibin High School who had quarreled with Ben Chugui last time walked to the whiteboard. I do remember that she was the secretary of the Student Union of Haibin High School, but because of the quarrel with Ben Chugui, it was not her who went on stage to give a speech.

"Our theme this time is the student cafe, which mainly reflects the characteristics of the student group! The layout of the cafe is completely in accordance with the general layout of teachers, and the waiters inside will also wear school uniforms from various universities. If customers are willing, they can also rent the school uniforms they want at the front desk, and if they are interested, they can buy them.

In addition, the most distinctive service we launched is role-playing. In the cafe, we will arrange many NPCs to represent students with different attributes, such as study committee members, class leaders, sports committee members and other performers with their own characteristics. At the same time, if customers are interested, they can also set their own personality to enter the game..."

After the explanation, the secretary of Haibin High School bowed and returned to his seat.

“What a novel idea.”

“It was unexpectedly fun!”

“Even I find such activities interesting. I have always wanted to play the role of class monitor.”

The student council members of Sobu High School began to discuss the plan and unanimously gave it positive reviews.

In my opinion, this method is indeed very interesting. Adults can experience their own experiences as students, which can be regarded as a review of their childhood. If there were any types of class leaders or classmates that they wanted to be in high school, they can also reset them here, which can be regarded as a compensation for their past regrets.

As for students? You can try the student profession that you were interested in before, or try to see what it would be like if you changed your personality. If you think about it this way, this idea perfectly attracts customers of different ages. It's a good proposal. I'll go to them later to confirm if there are any popular characters like this... "It's a very good proposal. I didn't think much of it before, but after you explained it, I think it's a good idea."

Motoki was silent for a while, and finally spoke. Then she stood up and bowed deeply to all the student council members of Seaside High School:

"I apologize for my rashness before. Indeed, this is a very good proposal. I was wrong to make unwarranted assumptions before. I now sincerely apologize. I'm sorry."

I looked at Ben Chugui's unexpected behavior. I thought Ben Chugui was someone who would never admit her mistakes, but it was unexpected that she took the initiative to admit her mistakes in front of so many people. I looked at the members of the student union, and they were all looking at their president in surprise. They probably didn't expect their president to apologize on his own initiative.

The Sobu High School student council members were surprised by the apology, while the Seaside High School student council members were at a loss and looked at each other in bewilderment.

"Well, President Benchu, you don't need to apologize. It happened a long time ago, and there were many things wrong on our side as well."

Niwa Fuya stood up and bowed to Motochū Kei. It seemed that he felt there was something wrong with a unilateral apology.

"Thank you for your forgiveness, then."

After saying this, Motoki returned to her seat, and seeing this, Niwa Fuya sat down again. At this time, the student council members of Seaside High School were no longer as hostile to Motoki as before. The only ones who remained unchanged were Rumi and the student council secretary, Origusa. Rumi still looked at her calmly, and Origusa's hostility was still the same as before, or even more hostile.

Will they become more hostile after apologizing? Indeed, there are people like this.

"How about we end today's meeting here? We have already discussed the important matters. Although it is still a little early, we want to go back early and come up with the specific plan and design."

"No objection. We can only discuss the next part after the finished product is ready. Today's meeting ends here. Thank you for your hard work, President Niwa." "You too, thank you for your hard work."

After greeting each other, the two presidents left the meeting room with their respective student union members. I also followed Ben Chugui back to the student union room.

"Come out for a moment." Back in the office, I looked at Ben Chugui with a smile.

Ben Chugui looked at me fearfully, and it seemed as if she wanted to find a reason to reject my proposal. However, under my increasingly kind gaze, she still walked out of the student union office with me.

"Then let's talk about the script."

Ben Chugui shrank back in fear, her eyes filled with suspicion, like a beautiful woman being entangled by a bad guy:

"Mr. Hikigaya, your eyes are so scary. So frightening. Could it be that you can no longer suppress the ugly desires in your heart?"

"Don't try to change the subject." I hit Ben Chugui on the head with a blunt hand. Ben Chugui immediately protected his head with his hands exaggeratedly and looked at me with tears in his eyes.

"It was just a symbolic pat, don't make it sound like a fatal blow to me."

"This is an artistic effect, an exaggerated expression! Mr. Hikigaya, do you understand stage plays?"

"Of course I know that... Wait, don't try to change the subject!"

"Tsk!" Ben Chugui stuck out her tongue and made a face at me. This is a serious occasion for a teacher to discipline a student. Please follow the atmosphere. If others see this, how will they judge your position as a teacher?

"Instead of making faces at me, why not explain the script to me right away!"

"I have my considerations too." Ben Chugui winked at me.

Then she was greeted by another blow from my hand.

"Don't try to be cute, I just want to know why I got an extra job for no reason." I emphasized my tone.

Motoki looked at me with tears in her eyes and complained, "Teacher Hikigaya, you are getting more and more violent. If you continue like this, I will really report you!"

"If we report it like this, Mr. Hiratsuka would have gone to jail a long time ago."

"Ah? What?" Motochurui looked at me in confusion, seemingly unable to understand what I said. After all, Mr. Hiratsuka basically doesn't teach this class. Have the students forgotten the fear of being dominated by Mr. Hiratsuka?

"Don't try to change the subject! Just answer my question."

"Mr. Hikigaya really doesn't know how to communicate with others. If you keep emphasizing changing the subject when communicating with beautiful girls, you will lose a lot of points."

"Put aside weird things like that. I don't need to collect weird things like teacher points."

"Teacher, you've read too many weird light novels. You should read some more wholesome novels, like My Youth Romantic Comedy Is Wrong, As Expected."

"Wouldn't the name of a novel like that be more suspicious..." I stopped talking and looked at Ben Chugui with an ugly expression. If I were to use a metaphor, my expression now would be like that of a poor office worker who was asked by his boss to work overtime late at night, but when he got home, his wife accidentally discovered that he was cheating on him. Like or dislike, why would there be such a strange metaphor? If you cheat, aren't you a scumbag in every sense? You deserve to be exploited by your boss.

Ben Chugui looked at me with an obvious smile, and her body was shaking with joy.

"Why do you know that?"

"Why don't I know?" Motoki asked me back. She put her finger on her chin and thought, "Senior, for three consecutive years, I have won the Light Novel Award. Do you think I will be unknown?"

Indeed, even I have to admit that it is a great success if I win the award for three consecutive years, but I don’t have to win this award. To be precise, I just want to get the royalties from the novels to support my living expenses. The damn judging panel has selected me as the first for three consecutive years.

Wouldn't that make other writers jealous? So I didn't even dare to go out during those days. It was really troublesome.

Chapter 102 Hikigaya Hachiman is still in the dark

"That's right, Mr. Hikigaya. Didn't the teacher always teach us to do things within our capabilities? Since Mr. Hikigaya has written campus novels, then a simple stage play wouldn't be a piece of cake, right?"

"Isn't this obviously a line from a hot-blooded novel that persuades the ignorant protagonist to die?"

"Eh? Are there any?" Ben Chugui looked at me in surprise: "Aren't there no hot-blooded comics in RB?"

"Where did you get this ridiculously wrong common sense? Please apologize to One Piece and Naruto!"

Motoki shook her head in confusion: "Isn't that called Manh? Isn't that what RB calls these comics? And doesn't RB only have Manh?"

Such an answer, I don't know who instilled such a wrong perception in her, and that person with a bad taste said that RB only has H comics? Although there are quite a few... "Listen carefully, there are many types of comics in RB, not just hot-blooded comics, there are also many other types of comics!"

Ben Chugui looked at me in disbelief, as if I was saying something shocking. "If you don't believe me, go to Google and check it out yourself."

"It doesn't matter what you do, but I can't turn down Mr. Hikigaya's script work." Motoharu made a scissors sign to me and said, "I've already reported the arrangements to the principal!"

"I don't remember the principal participating in this Christmas cooperation!" The unexpected news made me nervous. If it was just Ben Chugui's request, I could still find all kinds of reasons to get away with it, but if it was the principal who spoke in person... I would feel terrible.

"I've told the principal what happened..." Ben Chugui said with a very hearty smile. This reaction should mean that the principal agreed.

"So, how exactly is it done?"

Ignoring the boastful Benchugui, I continued to ask, how could it be possible that the principal agreed just because you reported it? I don't have the slightest memory of the principal being a good talker.

"Hey!" Ben Chugui made a strange noise and made a money gesture to me.

Chairman, isn't it a bit wrong to sell your soul for money? If it's really not possible, you can give me some. After all, as a qualified office worker, it is necessary to help your boss share the pain!

The chairman, this abominable bourgeois, didn't even give me any. Pah, he didn't even tell me anything. It looks like class struggle will continue to be the mainstream of this social life! I! Hikigaya Hachiman will never give in!

"So this is the situation now, Mr. Hikigaya. I am looking forward to your script."

After leaving behind this irresponsible remark, Benchugui walked away with a cheerful step. Now I really just want to quietly experience the joke that the God of the World is playing on me in the corridor.

First, Yukinoshita returned home, but I didn't go to pick her up because Umi no Hoshi was sick. Then, Yukinoshita was kicked out of the house, and I was forced to pay for Yukinoshita's living expenses. Then, Isshiki became my intern editor and worked with me. Now, I am responsible for writing the script for the Christmas event. A series of things happened so suddenly. God, if you want to punish me, you don't have to give me so many things at once! What a bad taste you have...

Faced with this unsolvable situation, I sighed helplessly and thought, forget it, for a stage play I can just slightly adapt the novel I wrote before to deal with it. If it is just an adaptation based on the original novel, it is not a very difficult task.

I returned to the student union office, picked up my briefcase, said goodbye to the student union members who were still busy, and walked to the school gate.

Our student union still has to work so late. It's really hard for them.

Thinking of this, I exhaled into the air. The residual temperature caused the gas I exhaled to liquefy into mist, which finally dissipated into the air.

I quickly walked to the school gate and found Liumei waiting for me there as expected.

"Have you been waiting for a long time?"

"No, just a moment."

If I remember correctly, the members of the Seaside High School Student Council should have left long ago, and Rumi should have been waiting for a while.

"Feel sorry."

"It's not something worth apologizing for." Liu Mei emphasized again. "Yeah." I nodded.

Liumei is wearing a new scarf and gloves today. I remember that Liumei still has the old scarf and gloves. She probably wants new gloves and scarf! Most girls like new things.

"Today, your president said that you are in charge of the script. Is that true?" Liu Mei asked me, wrapping her clothes tightly.

I think I have no choice but to give up this job. No matter what, if the principal asks me to do so, I won't be able to refuse it.

The principal is such a lucky man to have such an all-round worker like me.

"It has been confirmed. I will be responsible for the script of the stage play."

"Eh? Is that true?" Liu Mei stopped and looked at me in surprise: "Don't you still have to take care of the production of the school magazine and the writing of novels? And you also have your job as a teacher. Doesn't your principal consider your actual situation?"

Liumei's words warmed my heart. When she told me about my recent condition, she was very worried about my health and always told me to rest early. Compared with Benchugui, who forced me to go to work every day and assigned me extra work, I was completely left behind.

"If only the principal were half as reasonable as you..." I smiled helplessly. Of course, I also knew that the principal didn't know that I was writing novels part-time. If the principal knew, my teaching career would probably be over. Although it is hard, if it is my own choice, then persistence naturally has its meaning.

Liumei was still worried and reached out to grab my hand. I still felt embarrassed even though I was wearing gloves. I felt like I could feel the warmth of Liumei's palm. To be a bit biased, I would say that the warmth on the gloves was also Liumei's, so it was okay to think this way.

"Hachiman, don't work so hard. If it's a stage play, I can help. I can also participate in the conception of the script. I have read a lot of books in the past few years."

Liu Mei looked up at me and said very seriously. At this angle, her beautiful pupils and moist lips were perfectly displayed in front of me. By the way, has Liu Mei become cuter than before? I don’t know if it’s because the last time I worked with Haibin High School, I got closer to her, and now Liu Mei doesn’t treat me as coldly as before.

"Thank you, Liumei Liumei." I sincerely thanked Liumei and gently stroked her head.

"It's okay, because it was Hachiman... who saved me..." Rumi didn't break free from my hand that was touching her head, but turned her head away and whispered something in a low voice.

I could roughly guess what Liu Mei wanted to say. She probably wanted to say that I saved her.

Save? What a strange word. I never think that I can save others. Everyone has his or her own life. Who can really save others?

If you don't work hard, no matter who you are, you can't save yourself.

Did I save the US when I was at Linjian Elementary School for the first time? No, in the final analysis, I just wanted to create a false fantasy, a fantasy that the US could be useful to their small group, but that was only on the surface. The girl group still did not welcome the US. It is better to say that the group was completely disbanded because of me. The group disappeared, and naturally there was no more talk against the US.

But, is that really salvation? What Liumei really wanted was to join a team, but I destroyed the team directly, telling Liumei nakedly that the so-called team is such a fragile thing, and that kind of thing is just my self-satisfaction.

So when they met at the joint event later, Liumei was still alone, sitting alone in the corner, folding a thousand paper cranes to represent hope.

If I were to go back to the Forest School now, I would never use that method again. Although I don’t know what method I would use, I would never do the same thing again.

This was the case with my study in the United States, and it was also the case with the Ministry of Revenue incident.

I shouldn't have rushed out to confess. After Hu Bu failed, I should have gone up to him and patted him on the shoulder, pretending to be relaxed.

"Tobu, it's just that you lost the dare, there's no need to really confess."

Saying this can well resolve the embarrassment of the failed confession. Although Tobe knows the truth and Ebina also knows the truth, what does it matter? Tobe was not really dumped, and Ebina still maintains his daily life.

Everyone knows it, and everyone disguises themselves, although they are reluctant to admit it, but that is the most appropriate method.

If it were me now... Thinking like this, I seemed to have returned to that time, when the cold light of the moon was tilted in the dark night. In the dense bamboo forest, the winding road stretched endlessly, and the lanterns were brightly lit, illuminating everything so clearly, beautiful like the most beautiful painting laid out by nature.

I was in that corner, with Yuigahama and Yukinoshita behind me, and in front of me was Tobe who was waiting and Ebina who was getting closer.

Will I confess my feelings to Tobe again before Tobe does? Will I not take a step forward after Yukinoshita leaves in anger? Will I not say a word when Yuigahama cries with me?

I don't want to know about such things, and I don't want to delve into them.

Because such an answer is meaningless.

It's terrible that I think about things that have already happened in the past. This is really unlike Hikigaya Hachiman. I never thought about these issues before.

By this time we had arrived at the station where Liumei was. Liumei might have noticed something and didn't speak to me the whole way. When we parted, she held my hand again, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end, she just tried to wave at me and then disappeared in the busy station.

"Are you going back like this? Do you want to walk around a little more today?"

Whispering to myself, I took out my cell phone and sent a text message to Yukinoshita, telling her and Yuigahama that I would be back late today and that it was okay not to wait for me for dinner. Then I left the station and wandered around Chiba.