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

Yukino watched Hachiman's busy movements from her chair with a smile, the happiness on her face once again dazzling Yui.

Noticing that the person beside her seemed to be looking her way, Yukino instantly dropped the expression from her face and put on her ice-cold demeanor. By the time Hachibe turned back around, all he saw was a poker-faced Yukino casually glance at him.

Hachibe, feeling glared at, quickly turned back. However, he felt an unfriendly gaze on his back, sending a chill down his spine.

A full ten seconds passed before the uncomfortable feeling gradually faded. Hachibe wiped the cold sweat from his forehead before continuing with his task.

After withdrawing her gaze, Yukino kept sneaking glances at Hachiman. She only stretched slightly and stood up to walk towards the dining table with Yui when everyone had finished their tasks and dinner began.

By the time Hachiman delivered the food meant for the elementary schoolers to their table and returned, Yukino and the others had already started eating.

Seeing Hachiman approach, Yukino slid her chair out to make space for him.

Just as Hachiman sat down, he heard Hayama's exclamation, "This tastes really good! By the way, did you guys make these dishes?"

"No, I only made some of them; others took over the rest," Yukino said calmly, her face devoid of any expression, as if she hadn't just been praised.

"Oh? Not you, Yukino? Then was it Yuihama-san?" Hayama turned to Yui, who couldn't stop eating, his expression still smiling.

"Huh? I was just eating," Yui said, looking up with chopsticks in her mouth, her beautiful big eyes full of innocence.

Hayama had to repeat himself, "I said these dishes are delicious. Yuihama-san, you're a great cook."

Yui, praised for something she didn't do, snapped back to attention and quickly waved her hands, "No, no, I didn't make these."

Seeing Yui blush and deny it, Hayama was a bit confused.

"If it wasn't Yuihama-san, then who was it?"

"Um, it was Hikki," Yui said, pointing at Hachiman with her chopsticks.

Yukino said softly at this moment, "Yuihama-san, pointing at others with chopsticks is very impolite."

"Ah, sorry, sorry," Yui clasped her hands apologetically to Yukino.

"You shouldn't be apologizing to me," Yukino sighed softly, a hint of helplessness in her tone.

"Yukino, that's enough," Miura suddenly interjected, a hint of anger in her voice, glaring at Yukino.

"Alright, don't be like that," Hayama said, trying to comfort Miura.

Hachiman also gently patted Yukino's thigh under the table, signaling her to let it go.

"Speaking of which, I really didn't expect Hachiman to be such a good cook," Hayama changed the subject.

"It's alright," Hachiman replied casually.

Miura still looked indignant, and Yui quietly tried to persuade her.

After a while, Miura sighed and, with a look of disappointment, tapped Yui's forehead with her finger.

Seeing Miura calm down, Yui just smiled and let her tap her head.

"Oh right, did you guys notice that one of the elementary schoolers seems a bit out of place?" Hayama suddenly said.

"You mean the black-haired one? Yukino and I noticed too," Hachiman nodded.

"I was thinking of helping her, what do you guys think?" Hayama asked, though his tone was quite certain.

"No, you don't need to trouble yourself with it. Yukino and I will handle it," Hachiman said nonchalantly while eating.

Hayama stared at Hachiman for a long moment before nodding in agreement.

Hachiman didn't respond to Hayama, just continued eating. When everyone had eaten their fill and started to leave, he seized an unguarded moment to whisper in Yukino's ear.

"Come out tonight. Wait for me in the woods."

"Huh?" Yukino's face instantly turned red. "There are so many people here, aren't you afraid of being seen?"

"...Hachiman was silent for a moment. "What are you thinking? I asked you to come out because I have something to discuss."

Seeing Yukino inexplicably shy, Hachiman felt a pang of stomach pain.

Yukino didn't say anything, just turned and ran away with a red face.

Chapter 33: Hachiman: You Won't Believe It. I Had a Daughter in My Second Year of High School.

Hachiman was kneeling on the floor, tidying his futon, when suddenly his cheek was lightly poked. Turning around, he saw it was Ayaka Totsuka.

"Um, Ayaka, what's up?" Hachiman asked, trying to stay calm as he felt the warmth of Ayaka's fingertips on his cheek.

"It's nothing, I just wanted to ask you something."

Ayaka sat down on his futon in a duck-sit, hands resting on her knees, looking up at Hachiman with her moist eyes.

Hachiman looked at Ayaka's bare, fair thighs and her feet, which seemed delicate compared to most boys. The nails on her ten rounded toes were neatly trimmed, like ten lustrous pearls curled up.

Because she was looking up, her slender neck and delicate collarbones formed a beautiful contrast of pale skin with a rosy hue.

"Hey, why doesn't this guy have an Adam's apple?"

Being looked at by Ayaka with eyes like a fawn's, Hachiman felt inexplicably flustered.

"W-what is it?"

Hachiman asked, swallowing.

"It's just that... " Ayaka said softly, slowly crawling towards Hachiman, "Yui said... about you and Yukino-san... is it true? Are you really a couple?"

"This..." Hachiman hesitated.

Ayaka moved closer and closer to Hachiman, who could even clearly smell the fragrance emanating from the person in front of him.

"It's true."

Hachiman finally told the truth.

"Is that so..." Ayaka seemed a bit dejected after getting her answer.

"So that's why..." Hayama, who had been laughing and walking in with Tobu, froze on the spot.

"Why did you suddenly stop?"

Hayama asked, confused, until he saw Hachiman and Ayaka, and then he froze too.

Due to the angle, the moment Hayama and Tobu entered, they saw Hachiman standing and Ayaka kneeling in a duck-sit not far in front of him.

Hayama and Tobu looked at Hachiman, whose back was to them, and saw Ayaka's body revealed between Hachiman's legs from the head down. Their expressions were quite something.

Hachiman heard the voices behind him and turned around, finding their astonished expressions rather puzzling.

Hayama coughed awkwardly, grabbed Tobu, and turned to leave.

"Tobu, where's the restroom?"

"Huh? Oh, I'll take you."

Hachiman watched their flustered retreating figures, feeling like they had misunderstood something.

His mouth twitched, Hachiman said nothing, just turned back to continue tidying his futon.

Ayaka had already crawled into her futon, her back to Hachiman, wiping away tears.

Hachiman lay on his futon with his eyes closed, pretending to sleep, waiting for everyone to fall asleep so he could sneak out to meet Yukino. He never expected Tobu to keep talking to Hayama.

In his annoyance, he heard Hayama once again utter the initial of the girl he liked. After some time, when the room was filled only with steady breathing, Hachiman got up and tiptoed out.

After Hachiman left, Ayaka sat up, her eyes red, staring at the doorway with a complicated expression. Finally, she sighed softly and went back to sleep, pulling the covers over her head.

When Hachiman arrived at the woods, Yukino was listlessly gazing at the starry night sky.

"Are the stars in the countryside beautiful?"

Hearing Hachiman's voice, Yukino reached up and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear that the gentle breeze had blown astray.

"The stars here are still not as bright as they were when I was abroad."

Yukino sighed softly.

"Why are you so late? I've been waiting for you for a long time."

"Ah, because..." Before he could finish speaking, Yukino's lips silenced him.

"You still don't know, when you're late for a date with a girl, any excuse is invalid. You have to make it up with actions, understand?" Yukino lightly tapped Hachiman's chest, sounding a little chiding.

Hearing this, Hachiman simply stepped forward and gently embraced Yukino, slowly patting her back.

"Go on, tell me what you wanted to see me about."

After they enjoyed a moment of peace, Yukino asked.

"I've been thinking, the way we did things back then wasn't ideal."

Hachiman mused.

"Perhaps it helped her for a while, but what about when she enters junior high?"

"What do you mean?"

Yukino asked, confused.

"This is what I'm thinking. We'll continue to do things the same way for now."

"But the key is still you."

"What does this have to do with me?" Yukino blinked.

I mean, can you think of a way to get her to transfer to our neighborhood?

Huh? Yukino's face was filled with surprise.

Why would you suddenly want to do this? Yukino looked at Hachiman suspiciously.

Cough Hachiman coughed lightly, then said somewhat sheepishly, Isn't it because Yui said the three of us are like a family of three?

So you're really going to raise her like your own daughter? Yukino's jealousy flared up instantly.

Alright, if we really have a daughter in the future, will you be jealous of her too? Hachiman hugged Yukino and quietly comforted her.

Who wants to have your daughter, you shameless thing.

Yukino blushed and lightly nudged Hachiman's chest with her elbow.

Are you going to have a son instead? No, you'll age prematurely from anger, I can't bear to see that.

Did I say I wanted to have children with you? Yukino still said stubbornly.

Okay, okay, no kids, no kids.

Just as the two of them were getting mushy, the sound of a twig snapping came from the nearby woods.

Who's there?

Hachiman and Yukino spoke at the same time and quickly separated.

A figure gradually emerged from the darkness, and when Hachiman saw clearly, the corner of his mouth twitched.

This is bad.

Hachiman thought to himself.

Rumi Tsurumi stood not far away, looking at the two of them with an extremely calm gaze.