My Youth Romantic Comedy Is Wrong, As Expected

My Youth Romantic Comedy Is Wrong, As Expected Written by Fu Zhizhi ◎

Synopsis

Yukino Yukinoshita was about to start a brand-new high school life the next day. When she opened her eyes, she found that a year had already passed.

In the meantime, someone had taken over her body. Her grades were now near the bottom, she had a terrible reputation at school, her relationship with her family was strained, and countless people hated her.

System: [Best option to turn the situation around: loudly announce, "Actually, I like girls!"]

Yukino Yukinoshita: "..."

At first:

[Miura: Heh. You homewrecker, get lost.]

[Kasumigaoka: You trashy woman, stay away from me.]

[Eriri: You're totally in love with me, aren't you? That's pretty hilarious.]

[Kaguya Shinomiya: Keep dreaming. There's no way I could ever like you.]

Later on:

[After all this time, when is Yukinoshita finally going to confess to me? Waaah!]

My Youth Romantic Comedy Is Wrong, As Expected—Saekano—A Silent Voice—Kaguya-sama: Love Is War

"Right, it's Soubu High School. I believe it's the school your older sister attended."

"I sent you the link to the school information earlier. You looked it over, right...? Good. Then enjoy your high school life, Yukino."

After speaking with her father, Yukino Yukinoshita learned which school her family had chosen for her. He also promised that she could move out once she started high school. She couldn't help feeling relieved as she hung up.

She had just left her room after ending the call when she spotted her older sister coming home. Her sister had just taken off her shoes in the entryway.

Even though she'd had a little to drink, her exquisite makeup was still flawless, without a smudge in sight.

As she bent slightly to take off her shoes, she looked as beautiful as a painting.

Rather than a college student, she seemed better suited to being the dazzling center of attention at a party.

Only after looking up and seeing Yukino did she break into a tipsy smile. "Well, well. Was Little Yukino waiting for her big sister~?"

Yukino folded her arms and looked at her coldly. "Don't be ridiculous."

The Yukinoshita sisters had a terrible relationship. Whenever they met, they were often at each other's throats, trading insults. That was one reason Yukino planned to move out and live on her own once she started high school.

Maybe because she'd been drinking tonight, her attitude toward her younger sister was unexpectedly gentle.

She walked over and lightly patted Yukino on the shoulder. The pleasant scent of a woman, a mixture of alcohol and perfume, softly enveloped her.

"You're going to be a high schooler soon."

She murmured quietly.

"Little Yukino's all grown up. Your big sister's going to be a little lonely..."

On this rare drunken night, her usually flawless, superhuman older sister had let a little of her vulnerability show in front of her younger sister.

Yukino frowned as she watched her sister return to her room. She couldn't tell whether the nasty woman was teasing her again.

But when she got back to her own room and lay there staring at the ceiling, she had to admit that she felt just a little happier than usual.

Her school life had never been pleasant. She'd been bullied in elementary school, gone abroad for middle school, and only recently returned to Japan to attend high school.

She wasn't the timid Yukinoshita she used to be, so...

Her brand-new high school life would surely be a lot more enjoyable than before, wouldn't it?

Yukino fell asleep with those hopeful thoughts about the future. She could never have imagined the absurd, unbelievable situation she would wake up to.

When Yukino regained consciousness, she heard the noisy din of a crowd, with people seeming to chuckle mockingly under their breath.

She opened her eyes to an unfamiliar classroom and a room full of unfamiliar students.

It was probably still between classes. Some students sat on their desks, while others gathered in twos and threes between them. But most of them kept glancing in her direction.

Their eyes were filled with malice and utter ridicule.

Yukino's head rang.

She knew that look all too well.

Yukino Yukinoshita had been an excellent student and a cute child since she was little. Even in elementary school, she'd been popular with the boys around her, which made the girls her age jealous and led them to ostracize her. Her indoor shoes had been hidden sixty times—fifty of those times by girls.

It was precisely because of that isolation that she'd gone abroad for middle school.

Yukino lowered her head and saw all kinds of obscene insults scrawled in chalk across her desk.

[Bitch]

[Slut]

[Homewrecker who steals other people's boyfriends]

[Public bus]

Even at the height of her ostracism in elementary school, Yukino had never faced such undisguised malice.

This was outright bullying.

Yukino pressed her lips together and shot to her feet!

"Who did this?!"

She scanned the room with an expression darker than ever, her gaze so cold it seemed capable of cutting skin.

The bustling classroom fell silent for a moment. Then a girl scoffed. "Yukinoshita, you're so annoying that maybe God himself showed up to punish you."

"Yeah, exactly! Why don't you try reflecting on your own behavior for once, Yukinoshita?"

The two girls were fashionably dressed high schoolers, but their faces were so full of scorn they might as well have had the words "wicked villain" written across them.

Based on Yukino's extensive experience being ostracized, the two of them had come right out to taunt her. There was a ninety-eight percent chance they were the ones who'd trashed her desk.

One of them kept hurling insults. "Besides, you've stolen so many girls' boyfriends. How are we supposed to know who you've made hate you this time?"

She'd never done anything like that. Those people were slandering her out of sheer, ugly jealousy.

It had been the same in elementary school, and it was still the same now. How ridiculous.

Yukino was about to retort when she glanced aside and saw her reflection in the glass window.

A head of messy, golden-yellow hair, heavy eyeshadow, bright lipstick, her uniform jacket tied around her waist, the collar of her uniform shirt hanging open, and ten fingernails each painted with a different vivid design.

She was a textbook Japanese gyaru.

Yukino Yukinoshita: ?

Who... was that?

Wait.

That's me?????????????

For a moment, Yukino Yukinoshita's eyes nearly popped out of her skull.

She was so shocked that she forgot to reply. Just then, the bell rang. Students who'd gone to the restroom between classes and a teacher carrying a stack of lesson plans began filing into the room.

The middle-aged male teacher took one look at Yukino's trashed desk. He frowned and spoke to her.

"Yukinoshita, don't disrupt class for everyone else."

In the past, she'd been an excellent student, the kind other parents held up as an example. No matter how jealous the girls her age were of her, most of her teachers had always treated her with affection.

She'd never heard such an impatient, cold tone before.

Yukino keenly sensed that something about her had changed dramatically. She pressed her lips together and said nothing more. She took a pack of tissues from her soaking-wet schoolbag and carefully wiped her desk clean, bit by bit.

At that moment, a voice suddenly appeared in her mind.

[The system has selected the best option to turn the situation around: loudly tell everyone, "Actually, I like girls!"]

Yukino Yukinoshita: "..."

Yukino Yukinoshita was a clever girl. Even in such a terrible situation, she quickly calmed down.

Something had definitely happened to her without her knowledge. First things first, the best way to turn things around was to figure out what had happened and find the source of all these changes.

[The system has selected the best option to turn the situation around: loudly tell everyone, "Actually, I like girls!"]

Yukino Yukinoshita: "...Who are you?"

The voice seemed to be nothing more than a mechanical trigger. Unless she said the right keyword, it was as good as dead.

Though she had no idea what this thing was, Yukino still gave it a stern reprimand. "It's wrong to deceive people."

The voice remained silent.

Worried that she might have been possessed by an alien life-form, Yukino had no choice but to find the answers herself.

To keep her belongings from being thrown somewhere again, Yukino—the experienced bullying veteran—gathered her things and headed to the restroom, her expression unchanging.

Although the school was completely unfamiliar to her and she had no idea where the restroom was, she maintained her calm expression and found her destination by estimating where the flow of people was headed.

Japanese restrooms—especially school restrooms—were excellent at keeping things fresh and odor-free. In school manga, many socially anxious or ostracized students ate their lunches in the restroom. That wasn't just an exaggerated rumor.

Yukino wasn't about to sink to eating in the restroom, of course. The moment she went inside, she locked the door and took out her phone.

The unfamiliar phone she'd pulled from her damp schoolbag was decorated with all kinds of gaudy stickers and charms. To a minimalist like Yukino, it was an assault on the eyes.

At least it was waterproof.

When she saw the date on the screen that lit up with her fingerprint, and realized that more than a year had passed since she'd gone to sleep the previous night, Yukino Yukinoshita's eyes nearly popped out of her skull again.

She logged into a search engine and her social media accounts, where she found all kinds of news from the past year that she'd never heard of.

A certain country's president, who'd been all but guaranteed victory yesterday, was now on the verge of losing his reelection bid. An idol who'd sworn she'd never date anyone when she debuted had just been exposed for dating three people at once.

It suddenly dawned on her that she'd somehow lost a year and three months.

Yukino bit her lip. In the end, she simply logged out of social media and opened Soubu High School's private student forum instead.

Most schools had something like that—a private discussion platform for students. They used it to ask questions, seek help, or complain about all kinds of school-related matters. It was probably similar to the forums people used in China.

Yukino had just realized that this was the school her family had chosen for her the day before. She desperately wanted to know what had happened to her.

After opening the site, Yukino quickly found the search page. She typed in "Yukinoshita" and hit search. A flood of posts immediately appeared.

She didn't even need to read them. Their titles alone were enough to make Yukino feel like she was about to die of frustration.

[In just one year, she went from placing in the top three on the entrance exam to the bottom ten in her grade. The rotten Yukinoshita sure lives up to her name ^_^]

[So Yukinoshita confessed to Hayama-senpai. No wonder Miura went ballistic, hahaha]

[I heard Yukinoshita also confessed to Hachiman Hikigaya in Year 2 Class F? Tch, and Yui Yuigahama still thinks of her as a friend.]

[Yukinoshita must've slept with every guy at Soubu High by now. You've got to hand it to her, in a way, hehe]

[Not just them. I heard she's gone after guys at Toyogasaki Academy and Shuchiin Academy next door, too.]

[I heard that even though Yukinoshita goes after guys all the time, she won't let anyone touch her?]

[Some of you should stop trying to whitewash her. Yukinoshita's a shameless human bulldozer—a hundred-man-slayer at Soubu!]

Yukino: "..."

Were all these posts about her?

Even though she'd been somewhat prepared, Yukino still felt a headache coming on.

In the past, she'd been able to face everyone with a haughty, aloof attitude because she knew she hadn't done anything wrong. But now, she couldn't say that with confidence.

Because in these posts, complete with pictures, most of the scenes of "Yukino Yukinoshita" confessing to various guys had been photographed on the spot.