The Hikigaya Couple's Youth Romantic Comedy Is Definitely Not Wrong Chapter 4

Hachiman took them and put them on, only to hear Yukino gasp.

"What's wrong?"

"N-nothing."

Seeing Hachiman wearing glasses, Yukino's pretty face flushed red. She stammered, and Hachiman blinked suspiciously before letting out a tired yawn.

"It's already two o'clock. Time to sleep."

Hachiman took off his glasses and handed them to Yukino. "No need, these are useless to me, so I'll give them to you. It's getting late. If you don't sleep now, you won't have any energy tomorrow." As soon as he finished speaking, Yukino rubbed her eyes, feeling a bit sleepy.

Nodding, Yukino took another thin blanket from a nearby cabinet and quietly spread it on the bed.

She took off her shoes and lazily climbed onto the bed, lying not far from Hachiman. "Hikigaya-kun, goodnight." Yukino said goodnight to Hachiman and turned her back to him, closing her sleepy eyes.

"Goodnight, Yukinoshita."

After greeting Yukino, Hachiman also closed his eyes.

Early morning. When Yukino woke up, it was already seven o'clock. Due to her physical condition, Yukino always woke up feeling groggy from low blood sugar and with morning grumpiness.

Her clear gaze was fixed on Hachiman, who was stealthily crawling over her. "Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you. I just need to get out, and I have to go this way. If you want to sleep more, just keep sleeping. I'll call you when breakfast is ready."

Hachiman said to Yukino with an awkward look.

Hearing this, Yukino simply closed her eyes and fell back into her sleep.

When Yukino opened her eyes again, she found Hachiman standing in front of her with a bowl of rice porridge. "It has sugar in it. Drink it quickly."

Mumbling, Yukino slowly finished the white porridge and finally became a little more awake.

"Go wash up and change. Get ready for school."

Hachiman said to Yukino, who showed a satisfied expression.

"I know, you're so nagging, just like an old man. You're so annoying."

Yukino glared at Hachiman, holding her school uniform. "Aren't you going to leave? What do you want, for me to change in front of you?"

Hachiman had no choice but to turn and walk outside.

He waited outside for several minutes, bored, but Yukino still didn't come out.

So Hachiman gently knocked on the bedroom door. "Are you done? We're going to be late."

With a click, Yukino slowly opened the door, revealing only her head. "Help me get my underwear. They're drying on the balcony. I forgot to get them last night."

Hachiman scratched his chin and turned towards the balcony.

Opening the balcony door, he was greeted by a variety of underwear.

Regardless of whether the material was cotton or adorned with lace, or the vast difference in styles, they were all high-quality items. The most direct impression they gave was how they fit against the skin when held in hand.

Holding two sets of underwear that looked like they matched, a light green bra and panties with lace flowers on the edges, Hachiman deliberately ignored the thong drying nearby. He walked towards Yukino's room with the two items in his hands.

He gently knocked on the door and handed the underwear in. The touch of his arms brushing against hers was more comfortable than the fabric itself.

After Yukino finished getting dressed, she placed the glasses Hachiman had left on the bedside table onto his nose. Yukino took a pair of unopened black thigh-high socks from the cabinet and sat on the living room sofa, slowly pulling them up and smoothing out any wrinkles.

Wearing slippers, Yukino walked around the living room and found no discomfort. So, she put on her small leather shoes at the entrance and pulled Hachiman out of the apartment.

Unlike usual, Hachiman today, with his dead fish eyes hidden by glasses, was a handsome guy whose appearance was not inferior to Hayama's. Therefore, on their way from Yukinoshita's house to Sobu High School, he attracted the attention of countless girls.

When those girls saw Yukino walking alongside Hachiman, they quickly averted their gazes.

Just as Hachiman and Yukinoshita were about to step into the school gate, "Hikki! Little Yuki! Wait for me~" Hachiman and Yukino turned their heads at the same time to see a pink ball of fluff running towards them, waving.

Chapter 7: The Real Yukino Yukinoshita

As the pink-haired girl ran, the buns on her head and chest jiggled, announcing their presence.

"Phew." Yui ran to Yukino and Hachiman's side, gently exhaling. "Hello, what a coincidence~ Little Yuki, Little Hikki, I didn't expect to see you here."

"Ah, Yuihama-san, good morning. He and I just met as well. So, it is quite a coincidence," Yukino said with a smile, her face showing no trace of a lie.

Just then, Yui noticed Hachiman, whose eye corner was twitching. "Oh, Little Hikki, you look so handsome today."

"R-really? This is the first time a girl has complimented me like this," Hachiman said, scratching his face shyly.

"Heeheehee, you look so much better with glasses on than usual. Those dead fish eyes really ruin the overall image."

"Haa~~ So, how long are you two going to chat? If we don't go in now, we'll really be late."

Yukino let out a small yawn, reminding the two in front of her.

"Mmm, let's hurry then. If we're late, Teacher Hiratsuka will definitely kill us," Hachiman said as he walked towards the classroom.

"Why do you guys seem so tired today, Little Hikki and Little Yuki? Didn't you rest well last night?" Yui asked, noticing the slight dark circles under Hachiman's and Yukino's eyes.

"Didn't we say we'd give Zaimokuza some feedback on his light novel? We didn't get to sleep until very late last night."

"Looking at how energetic you are, you probably didn't even read it, did you?"

Hachiman rubbed his eyes and glanced at the energetic Yui, showing her the results of Yukinoshita's late-night efforts.

"Heh heh. Oh, why wouldn't I have read it? I read it very seriously."

"Yes, that's right. Exactly."

Yui remembered the manuscript she brought home yesterday, which she hadn't even glanced at. She waved her hand dismissively.

That would be for the best. Just tell Zaimokuza your thoughts this afternoon, don't worry about hurting his feelings or anything.

Say what you think.

After saying goodbye to Yukino at the stairwell, Hachiman arrived at the classroom door, took off his glasses, put them in their case, and pushed the door open, entering the classroom with Yui.

As usual, not many people paid attention when Hachiman stepped into the classroom. He walked to his seat as always, put down his bag, and began the day's lessons.

During lunch break, Hachiman, as usual, was heading to the drink vending machine to buy a can of MAX Coffee when he found an unexpected person standing in front of it.

Yukino stood before the machine, arms crossed, staring intently until Hachiman tapped her shoulder.

She breathed a sigh of relief when she turned around and saw it was Hachiman.

"How do you use this thing?" Yukino pointed at the vending machine with an "it's obvious" expression.

Hachiman didn't say anything. He stepped forward, selected a bottle of coffee and a bottle of sweet milk, and handed the milk to Yukino. "Why are you here buying food today?" Hachiman asked Yukino as he opened the coffee can.

"It's all thanks to someone. I didn't even have time to make a bento this morning."

"Mm, alright. Today's on me, consider it an apology."

As he spoke, he handed Yukino the fried bread he had just bought from the school cafeteria.

"What about you?" Yukino asked back after taking it.

"I'll buy another one. Wait for me on the rooftop later."

Hachiman turned and walked towards the cafeteria, waving his arm at Yukino behind him.

By the time Hachiman reached the rooftop, Yukino was already taking small bites of the bread.

Hachiman walked to the chair where Yukino was sitting and sat down without any pretense.

"So, why did you call me up here?" Yukino turned her face to look at Hachiman. The coldness in her dark blue eyes was gone, replaced by a deeply hidden hint of affection and dependence.

Hachiman stared into Yukino's eyes, as if he could see the feelings of the girl before him.

"Yukino, you don't seem to realize it yourself, but you've changed a lot recently."

Hachiman chose his words carefully, speaking cautiously.

"I understand what you mean. You're trying to say that because of that dream, I fell in love with you?" Yukino smiled at this moment, her eyes narrowing, like a blooming high-mountain flower. Even though she was exposed to the cold wind, she still displayed her breathtaking beauty.

"Perhaps. Hikigaya-kun, do you know how much those things have affected me? Ever since I was little, I've been chasing my sister's path, wanting to become a perfect person."

"But in those experiences, my lifelong pursuit turned out to be a ridiculous thing. My entire philosophy, from birth until now, was completely negated by that dream."

Yukino extended her fair hand and examined it under the sunlight.

Enhanced by the sunlight, the delicate hand, like fine white porcelain, clearly showed its pale blue veins. Her fingers were as if meticulously carved, flawless, with well-proportioned bones and distinct joints.

Her trimmed nails also harmonized perfectly with her hands.

Yukino gazed at it as if admiring a flawless work of art. "Hikigaya-kun, I've thought a lot, really thought a lot. I wonder if, without this dream, without meeting you and Yui, I would have continued to pursue so-called perfection as I always did, eventually becoming a second sister, a shadow of Haruno Yukinoshita."

"Instead of being myself, of existing as Yukino Yukinoshita."

"But I'm glad. Because the appearance of you two has given Yukino Yukinoshita a soul of her own. I no longer live to surpass anyone, nor to change the world."

"I once wanted to help others change their weak sides, but I found that if I couldn't even resolve my own weaknesses, how could I help others?"

Yukino spoke quietly, her tone never wavering.

"So, from now on, the always-correct Yukino Yukinoshita no longer exists. Because I am also human, and I have my own weak side. So whether it's my sister or my mother, their strength has nothing to do with Yukino Yukinoshita. From today onwards, Yukino Yukinoshita will also make mistakes and be weak."

Hachiman watched the girl before him speak, his expression becoming more natural with her words.

Not the usual forced pretense of strength.

"Hikigaya-kun, please remember from now on, the beautiful girl you see before you is Yukino Yukinoshita."

Yukino suddenly stood up, pulled Hachiman, who was sitting on the chair, to his feet, clasped his hand then let go, and took half a step back.

"Hachiman Hikigaya, my name is Yukino Yukinoshita. Nice to meet you, please take care of me in the future."

Hachiman watched Yukino bow before him, her voice filled with joy as she spoke from her ninety-degree-bent body.

Then Yukino raised her head, her face flushed, and a genuine, heartfelt smile.

"Mmmph~~ Finally figured out the reason for Yuki-baby's personality change. Now we can officially ship her and Hachiman~"

Chapter 8: The Approaching Weekend

Zaimokuza wasn't feeling great right now. The two people sitting opposite him were like a married couple, critiquing his light novel in unison.

From the beginning until now, they had offered dozens of suggestions, not a single one of which was a compliment.

Hachiman and Yukino's shared opinion was that Zaimokuza was not suited to be a light novel author. His writing was filled with numerous unknown settings, and his grammar and sentence structure were even worse than those of a Chinese junior high school student's essay.

In short, Zaimokuza was thoroughly dissected and deemed worthless by the two people before him.

As for the other person, he was currently sound asleep, holding Zaimokuza's light novel.

"Even ordinary high school students like us can't stand this kind of writing, let alone professional editors. They probably wouldn't even have the patience to finish reading this stack before throwing it into the shredder," Yukino said to Zaimokuza without holding back.

Yukino's kindness towards others was limited to Hachiman and Yui, who was dozing off beside him.

"Zaimokuza, I think you should go back and polish your language skills. Try writing again when you're better prepared; it might turn out much better than this," Yukino said to Zaimokuza, who had been so discouraged that he'd lost all confidence.

Even a General Swordsman can't withstand an ice woman's blow, Hachiman thought, watching Zaimokuza.

"Hachiman, my friend, do you agree?" Zaimokuza looked up at Hachiman with hopeful eyes.

"I agree. While light novels don't need to be as serious as traditional literature, they aren't something you can succeed at just by scribbling them down," Hachiman replied. "Also, could you stop looking at me like that? It's really disgusting," Hachiman subtly scooted his chair back.

"My work, which I poured so much heart and time into, was called worthless by you. Hachiman, have you no regard for our friendship?"

"Alright, Zaimokuza, you'd be better off practicing more instead of just talking here. It won't help you improve much," Yukino ordered the white-haired boy to leave.

Glowered at by Yukino, Zaimokuza didn't say another word. He quickly left the Service Club with the manuscript, which Yukino had meticulously annotated, without looking back.

As for Yui, who was sleeping soundly, she didn't even glance at the manuscript that lay untouched in her hands.

Seriously, why should I sacrifice my sleep time for this?

After the outsider had left, Yukino's tone softened instantly, as if she were acting spoiled. "Hachiman, I'm so sleepy right now."

"You could just do what Yuihama does. No one's stopping you anyway," Hachiman gestured towards Yui's spot.

"Sometimes I really envy her. It's like she never feels any pressure."

Yukino rested her head on her arm and drifted off to sleep before she even realized it.