The Hikigaya Couple's Youth Romantic Comedy Is Definitely Not Wrong Chapter 10

Oh, you actually admitted it? Is this cat of yours about to become a spirit?

Hachiman lightly tapped Kamakura's belly, and the kitten let out a dissatisfied little bite on Hachiman's finger.

It flipped over and jumped directly off Hachiman's lap, walking towards its own bed.

Komachi, look, Kamakura is just as tsundere as you are.

Hachiman watched Komachi, who had naturally settled onto his lap, and tapped her cheek.

Komachi didn't retort, but instead placed Hachiman's hand on her own face, signaling him to gently caress her delicate, pretty face.

The two spent their time like this, quietly watching TV until they unknowingly fell asleep. Hachiman's hand remained covering Komachi's face. The only sounds were their faint breaths, Kamakura's purring snores as he slept, and the electric hum of the TV and air conditioner. Besides that, there was no other sound in the quiet night.

Chapter 19: On the Beach

Early in the morning, Hachiman was still happily chatting with the King of Dreams in his sleep.

Ah~ Onii-chan, hurry up, hurry up! We're going to be late! Yukino-nee-chan already called to rush us.

Komachi, wearing only her underwear, suddenly pounced onto Hachiman's bed, shaking him awake with force.

Hachiman groggily propped himself up halfway, looking bewildered at Komachi, who was putting on a show in front of him, and asked, "What is it? What's the rush? Can't you get dressed before talking about it?"

It's fine if Onii-chan looks at me. It's not a big deal even if I'm not wearing clothes.

Hmph, who wants to talk about that? Onii-chan, did you forget what we're doing today?

Today? Is there something important? Hachiman still looked at Komachi blankly.

Didn't we agree to go to the beach with Yukino-nee-chan and the others? Komachi said impatiently.

Hurry up and get up! We're going to be late! Yukino-nee-chan has already called several times to rush us.

Komachi continued to shake Hachiman vigorously.

Stop shaking me, I'm going to throw up.

Hearing Hachiman say this, Komachi immediately stopped her actions, but Hachiman, caught off guard by the momentum, tilted forward.

Hachiman's face slammed heavily into Komachi's chest. His nose stung, and he instinctively reached out to support himself.

He found his hand sinking into something soft. Hachiman opened his eyes and saw his hand pressing on Komachi's breast.

This is a joke, right? What is this? My sister comes into my room in her underwear early in the morning and puts on a show, and now my hand is on her boobs? Hachiman felt like he was questioning life itself.

Komachi's eyes welled up with tears, whether from pain or embarrassment, he didn't know.

Onii-chan, aren't you done touching? Komachi lay on her back on the bed, her arms limp on either side of her head.

Her pair of fair, long legs were drawn inward and rubbing against each other slightly.

Hearing Komachi's soft voice, Hachiman paused for a moment, then quickly retracted his hand.

Komachi in front of him was breathing slightly, her face flushed, and the exposed fair skin also had a faint pink hue.

Hachiman neither spoke nor dared to look at Komachi.

Instead, he covered Komachi with the blanket and walked to the bathroom with his clothes to dress himself in silence.

By the time Hachiman reached the living room, Komachi had already dressed and was quietly packing their things.

Seeing Hachiman come out, Komachi, blushing, handed him the bag she was holding. As she reached out to take the bag, Hachiman's hand brushed against hers, grasping her soft, boneless hand.

Komachi twitched, trying to pull her hand away, but found she couldn't muster enough strength to free herself from Hachiman's grip, so she let him hold it.

Hachiman and Komachi walked in silence until the figures of Yukino and Yui appeared not far away.

Hachiman-kun, being unpunctual is not a good habit, especially when you're on a date with girls.

As they approached, Yukino's cool voice reached them.

Hearing this, Hachiman didn't retort but clasped his hands together and apologized to the two in front of him.

I'm very sorry, I forgot to set my alarm.

Never mind, let's not let it happen again.

Since you're here, let's get in the car. We've already wasted a lot of time waiting for you.

Yukino waved her hand wearily and walked towards the car.

After Hachiman put the luggage in the trunk, he found Yui and Komachi already seated. Yui was in the front passenger seat, listening to music with headphones, humming softly to the rhythm of the song.

Hachiman looked at Yukino, who was standing by the car door, and quietly asked, "Why aren't you getting in?"

I haven't figured out how to deal with Komachi yet.

Yukino said a little shyly.

Deal with her for what?

Hachiman was confused by Yukino's words.

It's nothing.

Yukino impatiently pushed Hachiman into the car and then got in herself.

By the way, where are we going? After Yukino instructed the driver to start the car, Hachiman asked.

"Where do you want to go on a weekend trip?" Yukino rolled her eyes at Hachiman and continued, "Let's just play at a nearby public beach. I've already booked a hotel, so we won't be going back tonight."

"When we have time, we can go somewhere else then?"

"Okay."

"Huh? You're not going home tonight?" Yui asked, taking off one of her earphones and turning around after hearing Yukino's statement.

"Yeah, we're staying at the hotel tonight. We don't have much time, and if we go back, we won't be able to enjoy ourselves."

"I see. But I didn't tell my family I'm not coming home tonight." Yui sounded a bit hesitant.

"Then you can call them later. I'll explain the situation to your mother." Yukino indicated that these were minor matters.

"Oh, then I feel relieved."

With that, Yui happily put her earphones back on and immersed herself in her own world again.

"I have a feeling that with Yui's intelligence, she wouldn't even notice if we sold her," Hachiman joked quietly to Yukino.

"No, why would we sell her? She's not worth much."

"Hmm, if we sold her as a wife to someone else, she'd probably fetch a good price."

"Oh? Would you be able to part with her?" Yukino glanced at Hachiman and said.

Hachiman, hearing Yukino's words, shut his mouth sheepishly.

Yukino looked at Hachiman, who was silently contemplating, and didn't say anything, only letting out a barely perceptible sigh.

At this point, the atmosphere in the car became somewhat awkward. Komachi, sitting to Hachiman's left, hadn't recovered from the stimulating scene that morning and kept her head turned away, looking out the window.

Meanwhile, Yui was enthusiastically listening to music with her earphones on, her head bobbing to the rhythm, her hair tied up in a bun trembling along with her movements.

Yukino leaned her head on Hachiman's shoulder, her lustrous dark hair naturally cascading down his arm, tickling his palm.

So, Hachiman played with the silky strands of hair in his hand. The girl's meticulously cared-for hair was exceptionally good compared to that of ordinary people.

To the naked eye, there wasn't a single split end in the strands of hair in Hachiman's hand. When he brought them to his nose to sniff, there was a unique, refreshing scent of hair.

Perhaps it was the stimulation from the hair, but Hachiman sneezed a few small sneezes, causing Yukino to chuckle softly.

As for the driver, he seemed completely oblivious to the affectionate display between his second young lady and her boyfriend in the car. His eyes were fixed on the road ahead, ignoring the couple's flirtatious interactions behind him.

By the time they reached their destination, Yukino was already half-lying on Hachiman, using her hair to tickle his nose.

The driver silently put on his sunglasses, got out of the car, and knocked on the window. "Miss, we've arrived. You can get out now."

Chapter 20: At the Beach

Hearing the knock on the window, Yukino instantly scrambled up from Hachiman's lap, tidied her appearance, and composed herself. The entire process was seamless. Then, she shot the driver outside a look that could kill.

However, to be the driver for a wealthy family like the Yukinoshitas, one needed a strong heart. So, the driver, with a poker face, repeated his earlier words.

"Second Miss, we've arrived. You can get out now."

Yukino had no recourse against this expressionless man and could only resentfully pinch Hachiman's thigh.

Ignoring Hachiman, who cried out in pain from the unintended assault, Yukino opened the car door. Without even glancing at the driver standing beside her, she went to the trunk to retrieve the luggage.

After Hachiman got out, she threw the four people's luggage at his feet and then pulled Yui and Komachi towards the beach.

This left Hachiman, who was inwardly lamenting his fate, contemplating whether he should start exercising, otherwise he'd be worn out by this woman someday.

When Hachiman, huffing and puffing, caught up to Yukino and the others with the four people's belongings on his back, Yukino was still mocking him.

"Why are you so slow?"

"No, I'm carrying everyone's stuff. How fast do you expect me to walk?"

"Also, what did you put in here? It's so heavy." Hachiman panted, like a fish on the verge of dying of thirst.

"It's nothing, just a beach umbrella." Yukino's expression was mischievous as she squinted, covering her mouth and giggling.

"Huh? Just an umbrella? May I be so bold as to ask, how heavy can an umbrella be?" Hachiman felt like he was being toyed with.

"Hachiman-kun, I don't think the luggage is too heavy, I think you're just too weak," Yukino playfully stuck out her tongue.

Taking out her swimsuit from the luggage Hachiman was carrying, Yukino pulled Komachi and Yui towards the changing rooms.

"Hachiman-kun, go set up the umbrella and the blanket. We'll be there soon."

After Hachiman had set everything up and was lazily lying on the blanket, about to look for bikini-clad beauties, his eyes were suddenly covered. A familiar scent came from behind him.

Without a word, Hachiman grabbed the hands covering his eyes. With a slight pull, Yukino, caught off guard, was pulled directly into his embrace.

Yukino, who had naturally fallen into her boyfriend's arms, giggled and tilted her head up, pinching Hachiman's nose.

"Eh~ Hachiman-kun, what were you just looking at?"

"I wasn't looking at anything."

Hachiman's voice was muffled as his nose was pinched. "I just walked for half a day carrying a bunch of stuff, and now I have to set things up again. I was half dead from exhaustion when you showed up, what could I possibly be looking at?"

"Is that so? But Hachiman-kun, from your angle, you can see a lot of things~" Yukino leaned against Hachiman's chest, looking at the swimsuit-clad beauties not far away.

"No, they're not as pretty as you."

Hachiman declared his loyalty with a serious expression.

"You're quite good with your words. Fine, I'll let you off."

"How do I look in this?" Yukino asked Hachiman for his opinion.

"Stand up, I can't see clearly from this angle."

Hachiman felt his line of sight was being obstructed by a collection of fat and glands.

Yukino, with one arm around Hachiman's neck, even displayed her budding chest to him without any hesitation.

Poor Mr. Hikigaya couldn't handle such stimulation, and even his little Hachiman was getting eager.

He then patted Yukino's back, signaling her to stand up. Yukino obediently straightened up and stood in front of Hachiman, twirling twice.

Looking at Yukino in her black and white striped bikini, Hachiman swallowed.

The girl before him, from her face to her toes, was indescribably fair and exquisite.

She was like a meticulously crafted porcelain doll, so beautiful it felt unreal.

Hachiman could only nod dumbly, saying woodenly, "V-very pretty."

"Ooh~ Hachiman-kun is stunned? You're looking silly?" Yukino felt quite pleased.