My youth story cannot be a knight war

This smile was beautiful, without a trace of gloom or affectation, and this was the first time since they met that Zaimokuza had seen the girl in front of him smile like this. It was like an ice sculpture that was suddenly given life, with clean clarity and softness intertwined, making it irresistible.

"That's remarkable, Zaimokuza-kun... your future self truly has become the true Messiah of this world."

"All of us, including this world, have been saved by your future self."

Yukinoshita said softly.

"As the head of the Service Club and the best student in the school, I would like to express my gratitude to you on behalf of the Service Club and all the students of Sobu High School."

Snapped!

Unlike the crisp sound and pain before, this time it came from the left cheek. Zaimokuza turned his head and a delicate slap mark appeared on his left cheek.

Now, both sides of his face were left with slap marks of different sizes but equally red, and his neck made a sound similar to that of a rusty screw head, and he turned his head for the second time.

Looking at Yukinoshita who was smiling and waving her hands in front of him, Zaimokuza, whose face began to swell on both sides, was finally completely stunned this time, and he let out an unconscious groan.

"……ah???"

Rather than being angry or upset, Zaimokuza now felt that his mind was in a mess, as if a thousand alpacas with muddy hooves were lying on his cerebral cortex and trampling on his white matter.

What's going on? Didn't you say thank you? Why did you slap me too?

Is this the new way to express gratitude? Have I suddenly been left behind by the world?

Zaimokuza's thoughts began to derail as his ears began to buzz. Yukinoshita in front of him slowly withdrew her hand and spoke calmly:

"Zaimokuza-san, what is the second rule of the Servant Club?"

Even though his brain was in a state of shutdown due to the two slaps, when Yukinoshita asked, Zaimokuza still responded as usual:

"Rule 2 of the Service Club Rules: 'You must never break your promise to another person. Anyone who breaks it, regardless of gender, must confess their feelings to Hiratsuka-sensei'..."

"Then why did you break the appointment?"

Yukinoshita spoke calmly, looking at Zaimokuza with a suppressed current surging in the deepest part of her eyes.

"Didn't your future self make a promise with your future self? You'll definitely come back to see me."

"—"

Zaimokuza's breath caught when he heard Yukinoshita say this.

"Although I know that it was the future Zaimokuza-san who made this promise, not the present Zaimokuza-san, and that this action might seem like a scapegoating... but ultimately, whether it's the past or the future, it's you, Zaimokuza-san."

"This slap is for my future self, Zaimokuza-kun."

"Then……"

Putting her hands behind her back, Yukinoshita's face once again showed the same smile as before.

But a clear tear flowed from the corner of her right eye along her fair cheek. Yukinoshita Yukino said with a smile while crying.

"Welcome back, Zaimokuza-san."

"minister……"

Staring blankly at Yukinoshita who was smiling with tears in her eyes, Zaimokuza felt something in his heart being touched, and a sour feeling surged from the tip of his nose.

"Hello? Hello! Komachi!"

A panicked voice suddenly rang out, and a thin boy in the Sobu High School uniform was suddenly pushed out from the crowd behind Zaimokuza. The three people who heard the voice immediately widened their eyes and looked back at the same time.

"Hachiman!"

"Hikigaya-san..."

"You kid, you're finally here."

"Uh……"

Facing the oncoming gazes and inquiries from the three people, Hikigaya Hachiman's expression froze, and he looked back with resentment in his eyes.

Where he had just stood, Hikigaya Komachi made a cute face, then raised her arms and waved them twice to cheer her brother up.

"Go! Brother, you can't be absent at this time~!"

"Tsk~ I already said such a sentimental scene isn't suitable for someone like me..."

Hikigaya smacked his lips helplessly, took a deep breath, and turned around with a stiff smile on his face, raising his right hand and shaking it.

"Yo, yo~! I'm going back too—wooooo!"

Before he could finish his words, a figure with arms outstretched like a brown bear pounced on Hikigaya, whose expression suddenly changed color, and hugged him tightly.

"--Very good!"

"Well!"

Zaimokuza sniffed his snot and suddenly increased the strength of his arms that were hugging Hikigaya's body, instantly making the latter feel as if his whole body was about to be broken. His entire face immediately turned red, and his pupils even tended to roll upwards.

"Great! Hachiman, you're okay! That's great!"

"Zaimokuza—let—go—er…"

Zaimokuza spoke excitedly, completely unaware of Hikigaya's expression as if he was suffocating as he held him, and continued to apply force.

In the end, Hikigaya's eyes rolled back completely, his hands hung limply at his sides, allowing Zaimokuza to hug him. A wisp of white mist floated out from the corner of his open mouth, and a strange Buddha light flickered on his face.

"Ahhhh~ Brother, why are you still so fragile?"

Looking at her brother who had passed out, Hikigaya Komachi helplessly covered her face with her hands, shook her head and muttered.

"Really, it's such a touching atmosphere~"

“Puchi~ It feels like it’s been ages since I last saw this scene.”

Reaching out to wipe away the remaining tears on her cheeks, Yukinoshita couldn't help but chuckle at the scene. Shizuka Hiratsuka walked to her side and looked at Hikigaya and Zaimokuza playing around, with a flash of relief in her red eyes.

"Ah...it's been a long time indeed. By the way...is there someone missing?"

Speaking of Cao Cao, Cao Cao will arrive.

At this moment, another figure rushed out from the crowd on the other side, and rushed towards them who were in the center of everyone's sight. The pink hair tied into two buns on the back of the head kept shaking as he ran.

"--Very good!"

The other person opened his arms and cried, hugged the people who had gathered together tightly, buried his face in the arms of Yukinoshita who was in the middle, and sobbed with a mixture of joy and excitement.

"Great! Everyone's okay! Great!"

"Yu-Yuigahama-san?"

Looking at Yuigahama Yui who fell into his arms, Yukinoshita, who was squeezed in between Hiratsuka Shizuka and Zaimokuza who was hugging Hikigaya, was stunned for a moment. The girl in his arms also raised her head, revealing a beautiful face covered with tears.

"When I woke up, everyone was gone! I searched for you for ages and couldn't find you! I thought you, you—Woooa ...

Yuigahama buried her head in Yukinoshita's arms again, and this time her body trembled with crying.

"Xue! Teacher! Zaimokuza! Xiaoqi! Great, I finally found you! Wuwuwu~"

"you……"

Listening to Yuigahama's silent words and feeling the surging emotions she placed in these few short sentences, the barrier of "restraint" that Yukinoshita had erected in her heart suddenly began to collapse gradually, and her eyes also began to sparkle with waves.

However, Yukinoshita, who has always been cold and introverted, could not release her inner feelings as openly as others. She just reached out and stroked the hair of Yuigahama, who was crying with joy on her chest, and lowered her head to speak in a calm and gentle tone.

"Welcome back, Yuigahama-san."

"Xiaoxue~Woo woo woo!"

"Very good……"

Shizuka Hiratsuka, who was hugged by Yuigahama and others, did not struggle to break free. She just looked up at the sky, took a deep breath with her red nose, and restrained the tears that were about to flow out of her eyes again.

"Did you see that? Zaimokuza, if this were to happen, everyone would—"

——Service Department, all members present.

Then endless flashes illuminated the service department hugging each other, and people holding microphones and cameras rushed over and drowned them in the crowd.

"It's quite lively, isn't it?"

Hayato Hayama leaned against the school's gatepost, quietly looking at the surrounded members of the Service Club, with a happy smile on his lips.

He suddenly turned his head and said to the short-haired girl who had come to his side at some point:

"By the way, don't you want to go up, Hime?"

"Well, forget it."

Ebina Hime put her hands behind her back, and her amber eyes hidden behind her glasses looked through the crowd at the group of people in the center who were busy with things, especially at Zaimokuza.

Looking at the face filled with tears but filled with joy, she smiled and spoke.

"Now~it's time for the service club, so an outsider like me won't go up."

"Let's leave this time to them~"

"is it?"

Ye Shan could not deny this. He turned his gaze back to the surging crowd in front of him. The smile on his face remained unchanged, but his eyes were filled with an indescribable complexity amidst the relief.

"Indeed... After all, my best friends are right beside me, so I don't need outsiders to interfere."

There was a hint of envy in his words.

"Congratulations, you've finally found your own place."

"YUi—Yukinoshita-san."

……

In the boundless pure white space where only one person exists, Xu Guoliang, covered in wounds, sits on the ground, looking up at the endless white sky above.

He lowered his head and looked at the book he held in his hands. His eyes were tired and relieved, but at the same time, there was a sadness like a tide surging beneath these emotions.

After the "Ultimate Darkness" was sealed back to the higher dimension, the time bound by it began to move towards a new track. This will be a new future where fate will no longer control it.

The irreversible fate was truly changed. Amidst the endless despair, humanity and the world found the only happy ending.

From now on, whether in the future or in the past, the world will be reborn.

"...Did you see that? Zaimokuza."

Xu Guoliang said softly, stroking the cover of "The Book of Kuga" with his fingertips and looking up at the sky of the new world.

"This is the ending you created for this story."

"A pretty good ending... isn't it?"

……

(BGM: Aozora Nana)

"……Bye now."

Looking at the postcard that was gradually drifting away towards the sunset and carrying countless memories, Kousaka Kyosuke whispered.

He lowered his head and stared blankly at the river in front of him where the two of them had once fished together. The flowing river water took away those people, those things, and those times.

But that one memory still remains vivid in Kousaka's heart.

Perhaps time can really change everything and make people forget everything, but as long as he closes his eyes, that person's laughter will echo in his ears.

For Kousaka now, this is the most precious treasure.

He turned around and prepared to leave.

Now Tokyo, and even most of the world, is in ruins, and as someone who witnessed the final battle, Kousaka has his own responsibilities and obligations waiting for him.

As he was about to reach the top of the riverside slope, Kousaka looked back again and whispered the words he had not finished before.

"Zaimokuza."

"See you next time~ Mr. Kosaka."

What he didn't expect was that the moment Kousaka turned his head, a familiar voice rang in his ears.

"——!!!"

His eyes widened in an instant and Kousaka immediately looked back.

What caught the eye was still the flowing river. The night wind blew up a few fallen leaves, adding to the bleak atmosphere.

But that person is missing.

Staring blankly at the river, Kousaka said subconsciously.