My Youth Romantic Comedy Is Wrong, As Expected

After lunch, there was still some time left. Miura originally wanted to take Yukino Yukinoshita shopping around the mall to see if there were any Photo Booth machines, but after searching for a while, they couldn't find any.

"What are you looking for?"

"A photo booth machine. I read a guide, and it said that a successful outing with friends must have a photo booth machine to be perfect... cough cough cough! To be perfect."

"Miura, you're looking at a guide from a few years ago, aren't you?"

Yukino Yukinoshita put her hand on her forehead. "Few young people like this anymore."

With the popularity of phone selfies and photo editing apps, the "Photo Booth" cameras that were once popular on every street corner have slowly disappeared. Last year, the famous Japanese "Photo Booth" camera manufacturer Make Software declared bankruptcy, and street sticker cameras officially entered a period of decline.

Miura pouted dejectedly. "Boo... I originally wanted to take a photo as a souvenir of this date."

Yukino Yukinoshita glanced at her. "Idiot."

"Who are you calling an idiot!"

Yukino Yukinoshita said, "Just use your phone, can't you?"

Just waiting for you to say that!

Miura happily opened her phone. As soon as she focused the lens forward, she saw Yukino Yukinoshita in the viewfinder had already walked a few steps ahead. Then, with one hand holding her hair by her temple and the other lightly pressing her skirt, she smiled and turned back.

As if a breeze had blown, Miura subconsciously pressed the camera shutter button.

She looked at Yukino Yukinoshita in the phone, who was smiling slightly with cute dimples on her cheeks, then looked away from the phone to look at Yukino Yukinoshita, who had calmed down.

Miura suddenly realized that this was the first time Yukino Yukinoshita had smiled in front of her.

She's so beautiful!

What kind of Disney Princess or Avalon Elf is this!

She's so beautiful that I'm speechless!

She's so beautiful that Miura's head was still groggy while shopping.

This was a fairly large mall in the city, with complete facilities and a wide variety of goods.

The two took the elevator and chatted casually.

"Miura, do you have any ideas for your Club Activity Report this time?"

This was just something I made up on the spot to get you to beg me to go on a date with you. What ideas could I possibly have?

Miura coughed lightly and said seriously, "I guess I do. I have the outline in my head, and I can finish writing it in fifteen minutes when I get back."

She babbled on as she stood behind Yukino Yukinoshita.

Yukino Yukinoshita was wearing a pleated skirt today that was just a little above her knees. It wasn't short, but it was a bit risky for accidental exposure on an escalator, especially when someone was below.

"So, is there anything Miura wants to buy?"

"A light jacket, perhaps."

In the end, besides Miura's light jacket, Yukino Yukinoshita also bought a pink hairband for Miura. "It's a thank-you gift for today's beef bowl."

Miura looked at the pink hairband in her hand and instinctively put on a tsundere act. "This color doesn't suit me, does it?"

She actually, really, really, really liked pink!

It felt so awkward for a strong queen to suddenly be associated with a girlish heart for pink.

[Miura, pink doesn't suit you, right?]

Many people had told her that before.

Later, when buying things, she would subconsciously skip over pink items, but each time she did, there was a subtle, subconscious regret.

Yukino Yukinoshita knew her hidden preference so well; she really liked her!

Yukino Yukinoshita, who had cheated and gotten the answers from the System Task for "The Beloved," casually praised her like a straight man, "You're good-looking, so anything suits you."

Miura felt her face heating up again. She secretly glanced at Yukino Yukinoshita's face and mumbled, "You're much prettier, you know. Hayama and the others think so too..."

What's the use of being pretty if so many people still hate you?

This thought swirled in Yukino Yukinoshita's mind but remained unspoken.

She looked at Miura. "Speaking of Hayama, I've heard rumors about you and Hayama."

For some reason, Miura suddenly felt anxious and immediately denied it. "It's all fake, people are just spreading rumors!"

"Because Hayama and I were classmates and neighbors in middle school, we interacted more, so everyone at school loves to gossip!"

Yukino Yukinoshita let out a soft breath. "That's good."

Miura stared at her blankly, her heart rate gradually increasing.

Why did she say that?

Was she going to...?

But Yukino Yukinoshita said, "Because most of the girls who like Hayama dislike me, and I don't want Miura to dislike me too."

This was the first friend Yukino Yukinoshita had made in her life. Now, facing Miura, she didn't even have the mood to increase her affection points.

Miura's fluttering emotions gradually subsided, leaving only a softness towards this person.

"I don't like him at all, Hayama is an idiot!"

"I heard everything. It's all because of Hayama-kun that Yukino was envied by so many people in elementary school. And Hayama didn't do anything. Is he an idiot? It makes me so angry!"

Seeing her so flustered, Yukino felt a sense of peace and even casually explained for Hayama, "If he had stepped forward back then, it would have only made things worse... And the reason my Sobu High School hasn't been bullied too badly this past year is probably because Hayama-kun has been secretly protecting me."

"Secretly protecting? What good is that? You had only recently transferred to our class, and I directly declared in class that anyone who dared to bully you, I would..."

Yukino looked at her curiously, "...you would?"

Miura's voice abruptly stopped.

"Eiri-chan, may I come in?"

Before leaving, Mrs. Sawamura, Sayuri Sawamura, casually tied her hair and gently knocked on her daughter's door before pushing it open.

Upon entering, she indeed saw her daughter wearing her unfashionable Junior High Tracksuit, with black-rimmed glasses, rushing to meet a deadline at her desk.

She smiled and walked over, placing her hands on the desk to take a look. Just as she was about to tease her, she discovered that what her daughter was drawing this time was actually a super normal illustration of a beautiful girl!

Although it had a bit of sexiness, it wasn't completely adult manga material!

Mrs. Sawamura was almost devastated: "Eiri-chan, are you giving up on being an Adult Manga Artist!"

Eriri Sawamura was one of the two most popular campus belles at Toyogasaki Academy, on par with Utaha Kasumigaoka. She was an elite member of the art club who had won awards at exhibitions since her first year of high school, possessing rare artistic talent.

However, in private, she was actually a renowned up-and-coming adult manga artist in the country. Her delicate and sensual art style was highly sought after by a group of thirsty fans.

Other adult manga artists would definitely try to hide their work from their families. However, because her father was a Diplomat and her mother was a Japanese Otaku, with ample family funds and dual support from her parents, she could openly indulge in her hobbies at home without any concealment. In fact, her personal website operations and adult manga sales were handled by her parents.

Eiri-chan shook her head. When she occasionally pondered while drawing, she would subconsciously bite the tip of her pen. "Not at all. This is the Character Illustration I promised to prepare for Utaha's new book."

Both of them were very popular Rising Stars in the Japanese ACG Industry. This kind of mutual promotion was a very buzzworthy move, and their respective Editors approved.

Mrs. Sawamura was a bit surprised, "Oh ho, is that Utaha girl starting a new book?"

The two campus belles of Toyogasaki Academy, who were once like fire and water, had become much closer now. They would often visit each other's homes to rush deadlines.

Those who rush deadlines, rush deadlines, rush deadlines are all superior people!

Eiri-chan shook her head, "She's still collecting material recently. She only gave me the basic character data."

Mrs. Sawamura smiled with relief, "Eiri-chan, your relationship with Utaha has gotten much better recently..."

Eiri-chan immediately acted tsundere, "No way, I really hate that smelly woman!"

"You..." She lightly tapped her daughter's forehead, her tone clearly disapproving.

Ever since Tomo had completely cut ties with Eiri-chan, it was Utaha Kasumigaoka who occasionally came to bicker with Eiri-chan, preventing her from becoming completely lifeless.

Mrs. Sawamura had a good impression of Kasumigaoka.

"I have a banquet tonight, so you stay home and work diligently on your manuscript. I've warmed up dinner and a late-night snack for you in the rice cooker."

Before waving goodbye, she turned back with a smile and said, "Try to actively seek out friends once in a while, Eriri. Being too tsundere won't do."

Kasumigaoka, get out of my way!

How could she possibly be Eriri's friend!

But...

Eriri's dazzling platinum blonde hair seemed to dim, and she slumped dejectedly onto her desk.

Tomo had stepped out of their entanglement and was seriously studying, and that woman Kasumigaoka also appeared to be embracing a new life.

It seemed only she was walking alone in the darkness, struggling in the mire.

What should she do?

In the past, their connection besides being otaku was Tomo, but now Tomo had exited their lives, and their otaku topics were almost exhausted.

What else could they talk about?

If they had to say, it seemed like only...

Eriri skillfully logged into the Sobu High School Campus Forum website saved on her phone, and with practiced ease, typed "Yukino" into the search bar, then clicked search.

However, the resulting posts, with their drastically changing styles, left her somewhat dumbfounded.

[Yukino Yukinoshita's Physical Education Class ↑ Lots of photos, what a Peerless Beauty! (Includes many pictures)]

[Yukino Yukinoshita is playing Volleyball, sob sob, please don't play Volleyball anymore, hit me instead (Includes many pictures)]

[For the school's promotional photos, Yukino Yukinoshita accepted a publicity photoshoot by the School News Agency today, wow wow wow, she's so photogenic! (Includes many pictures)]

And in these posts, the majority of the comments were consistently full of praise.

For example:

[The OP has good taste! Black-haired Yukino truly slays my Aesthetic!]

[Wuwuwu, I thought I was the only one secretly admiring Yukino Yukinoshita's Stunning Beauty]

[Quietly speaking, if I had this face, let alone dating eighty people, I'd be flying everywhere I went]

[No need to say anything else, Yukino, come and 'scum' me~]

Do these people have any moral compass!

Although she also admitted that Yukino with Black Hair was indeed quite pretty, but it wasn't to the point where her Values Followed her Features, right?!

What's wrong with these guys at Sobu High School?

Didn't they say Sobu High School was the disaster area for victims of the Scum King Yukinoshita?

Now they're praising Yukinoshita to the skies!

She sensed something was amiss. Examining the posts, she realized they were all from the same OP, using the same username. Within these posts, several other individuals with identical usernames were engaging in a back-and-forth, orchestrating a narrative and manipulating comments to praise Yukinoshita.

Most of the forum IDs that started the threads were one called [What To Do If She Likes Me Too Much], and besides that, there were two forum alts lurking in various posts, frantically blowing rainbow farts.

The forum IDs of these two alts were [My Silly Daughter] and [Love Troubles Expert].

Clearly, it was only two or three people, but they managed to control the comments and create an aura of thousands of troops.

Amazing, Yukinoshita, this Green Tea Woman, even bought Navies for herself?

Eriri Sawamura was furious on the spot, typing frantically on the keyboard, directly unleashing a barrage of attacks on Yukinoshita.

[Is this interesting?]

[Yukinoshita, you Green Tea Woman, are you really this shameless??]

[Do you think buying some Navies and decorating yourself a bit in the Campus Forum can cover up what you did before???]

After she replied in a few posts, she was waiting to continue the fight, but when she refreshed, she found that all her replies had been deleted.

Eriri Sawamura: "..."