My Youth Romantic Comedy Is Wrong, As Expected

Class 1-D was still as lively and bustling as usual, with everyone casually discussing topics typical for high school students.

Fashion, idols, stars, games, anime, basketball superstars – they chatted and laughed, the air filled with a sense of happiness.

Only the cherry-colored haired girl in the last row sat with her head bowed low, her entire body almost stiffly in her seat.

She had cherry-colored fluffy beautiful hair. In the gentle sunlight, such beautiful hair probably even seemed to be enveloped in a soft, pretty halo.

And her face was even gentler, even more beautiful than her hair color.

Her whole being was like a cherry tree in spring, when the wind blows and the falling blossoms fill one with the feeling of spring.

Such a beautiful and cute youthful girl, by rights, should have been surrounded by other girls and pursued by boys. But at this moment, she was like an invisible presence, silently shrinking in a corner of the classroom.

"It's because some strange people have appeared that the atmosphere in the class has become so weird."

The one speaking was a young girl with brown hair, dressed fashionably. One could even tell that her hairstyle, nail art choices and colors, and the coordination of her clothes and makeup were all more or less inspired by that queen of Sobu High School.

It was heard that among the underclassmen, some called her "Little Miura."

If only Miura hadn't heard this rumor, she would have rushed over to confront them.

At Sobu High School, Miura had only ever lost a fight to Yukino Yukinoshita. Under her queen aura, others didn't even dare to talk back.

This was a typical type of person in Japanese classrooms, speaking loudly and laughing heartily, with those around them agreeing.

"She has no self-awareness at all. Anyone can get into Sobu like this, do they think Sobu High School is a garbage dump?"

"I won't say much about other places, but if there are problems with character, then they're truly hopeless, hee hee."

Yuji Yoshida, tall and sturdy, chuckled and spoke up, "Hey, hey, you're saying such harsh things, be careful she doesn't start crying again."

"Oh yeah, if she cries, the teacher will come over, and then the whole class will get scolded. Who can handle that!"

The cherry-colored haired girl bit her lower lip, restraining herself to make as little sound as possible.

Here, even having red eyes seemed like a mistake.

---So strange.

Shoko Nishimiya felt like a deep sea fish suddenly thrown into a freshwater lake, or some kind of tortoise.

It seemed like someone had told a joke about her again, and laughter erupted from all directions.

The collective malice converged into a rushing river, and an individual caught within it would be completely swept away with just a slight hesitation.

"Classmate Nishimiya, Teacher Hiratsuka is looking for you."

Because of her excellent performance recently, Teacher Hiratsuka had been assigned a pile of duties by the school's leadership, under the pretext that young people should take on more responsibility.

Shoko looked up and saw a girl from her class named Iroha Isshiki smiling at her.

She got up somewhat flustered, saying thank you while using sign language to convey her gratitude.

As she left, she heard a low conversation behind her.

"Iroha, you can't go near that Plague God!"

"How could I, ha..."

She lowered her head, feeling a bit awkward, and walked into what she remembered as Teacher Hiratsuka's office.

But Teacher Hiratsuka, who she was familiar with, was nowhere to be seen. Instead, there was a strange, Ice and Snow Translucent Beautiful Girl.

She looked up, slowed her speech, and called her name word by word.

"Shoko Nishimiya?"

Yukino understood why Iroha Isshiki had confidently said Shoko Nishimiya couldn't be a bad person.

The saying "Appearance Reflects Inner Self" probably meant something like this.

This person had truly gentle and clear eyes.

Yukino understood a bit about the micro-expression information extraction and integration skill, also known as Discernment Skill.

If the Buddhist saying were true, that a state of being like lapis lazuli, clear and pure inside and out, truly existed, then it would probably be like the person before her.

Her clean and delicate temperament was hard to convey even a tenth of through a photograph.

In front of such a beautiful person, Yukino's discarded image consciousness was reinstalled.

She had originally intended to try out her sign language, which could be described as exaggeratedly amateur, but now she simply wrote on her notebook and handed it to Shoko.

Shoko glanced at it curiously and took the notebook.

[I am Yukino Yukinoshita from the Second Year, tasked by Teacher Hiratsuka to investigate and resolve the incident in Class 1-D.]

Shoko obediently wrote a friendly reply.

[Hello, I am Shoko Nishimiya.]

Yukino: [I have a preliminary understanding of the situation. I'd like to ask about the whereabouts of the money. Do you have any suspects?]

After thinking for a moment, she added another sentence.

[Don't be nervous, just say whatever comes to mind. I will investigate further myself.]

Shoko took the notebook and looked at it, lightly pursing her lips as if in thought.

After writing her reply in the notebook, she handed it back.

[Although this terrible thing happened to me, I think it was just an accident, and no one deliberately framed me.]

[As for speaking carelessly, I wouldn't dare say much in front of Senior Yukino, because you seem like a very serious person, and speaking carelessly here would probably be investigated thoroughly.]

Yukino immediately felt a headache coming on.

She always felt that the gentle and mild personality of the person in front of her was very similar to someone she knew. Who was it?

Ah... right, Yui.

This person's personality was probably an enhanced version of Yui.

Before, Yukino had guessed that this person's personality, even at its most difficult, would only be on par with Yui's level – unable to refuse people, soft-hearted, and troublesome.

But now she realized she was too naive.

Although Yui couldn't refuse people easily, she could still distinguish between good and bad.

Classmate Nishimiya, however, was... how to put it.

[Everyone is not wrong. Everyone does these things because they have no choice. I should forgive them.]

Good heavens, this young girl, where did she learn this Ultimate Angel Syndrome? She wanted to save everyone she saw.

Yukino was completely stunned.

Nishimiya looked at the silent Yukino and anxiously resorted to sign language, [It's me who brought so much trouble to the class, please don't...]

"Only yourself should not feel like a burden or trouble." Yukino interrupted her.

As soon as she spoke, Nishimiya froze. She subconsciously uttered the first words she had spoken to Yukino since meeting her today.

"You can understand... sign language?"

Her tone was a little strange, but Yukino didn't find it unpleasant. It was quite cute.

She gave a light cough, "I learned some before."

Just hearing this, Nishimiya broke into a smile.

When she smiled, her cherry-colored lips pursed slightly, a small joy born from a habit of restraint.

The tension in Nishimiya's shoulders, which had been tight since entering the office, relaxed considerably. This reminded her of the familiar life she had at Kitsukou Special High School.

Back then, she and her classmates communicated like this – using sign language, speaking, writing, whatever was convenient. Everything was so free and happy.

At that time, everyone around her was the same. Over time, Nishimiya almost started to believe that she was the same as everyone else in the world.

This sudden transfer, however, shattered everything she was familiar with.

But Mom was very happy, very happy.

The day she was able to transfer to Sobu High School with charitable sponsorship, Mom unfamiliar with the computer looked up the school's glorious alumni, their identities shining brilliantly, as if seeing Shoko one day shining just as brightly.

She hugged Shoko and gritted her teeth, saying, "Our Shoko is no worse than anyone else!"

Even her younger sister was surprised.

"Sobu, that's Sobu, Sobu High School, whose college admission rate is second only to Shuchiin, where geniuses and monsters are everywhere!"

Everyone seemed very happy.

It was great that everyone could be happy, it's just that Shoko was too stupid.

Shoko Nishimiya already had poor hearing, and she struggled to understand the various knowledge points the teacher explained.

Sobu High School was a famous school, and its teaching quality and efficiency were difficult for even students from other ordinary high schools to catch up to, let alone Shoko Nishimiya.

The more anxious she was to catch up, the faster she fell behind.

Yukino wrote on the notebook, [Sobu High School will not allow such incidents to spread, and will resolve everything as soon as possible. You can attend school with peace of mind.]

Shoko replied after this sentence, [Um, it's okay if you don't find the truth, I don't feel like I'm being bullied...]

Yukino was silent for a moment.

"Shoko..."

Shoko looked up at Yukino somewhat timidly.

She had only just transferred to this school and hadn't heard too many of Yukino's past bad rumors. She had only occasionally heard that this unbelievably beautiful senior had spent over a month sprinting from the bottom twenty in her grade to second place.

Simply, an idol!

"There is an ancient saying in the Eastern Country..." Yukino deliberately slowed her speech, making it sound even deep and gentle, "If you repay resentment with virtue, how will you repay virtue?"

"If Shoko gives all her gentleness, forgiveness, and tolerance to those who hurt her, then what reward do you plan to give to those who have shown you even a little kindness?"

"Exhaust yourself to death? Or die a thousand deaths?"

Shoko Nishimiya was stunned upon hearing this.

Yukino tore off a piece of paper and wrote down her contact information, giving it to Shoko Nishimiya.

"I will resolve this matter within two days. At other times, if you have difficulties, you can also contact me."

Even after returning home from school that day, Shoko Nishimiya kept thinking about what Senior Yukino had said.

Repay evil with good, how then to repay good?

She recited this sentence in her heart, feeling that she still had some confusion.

However...

When Yukino said this at that time, the expression she looked at herself with was so lonely, as if she could see her past through her.

Nishimiya patted her cheek to sober herself up.

How could that be?

How could the excellent and perfect Senior Yukino have a past of being ostracized, isolated, and treated with malice?

Sobu High School has been filled with messy rumors lately.

First, there was the theft incident in Class 1-D, and then the escalating isolation bullying incident. Before the heat of this gossip had even cooled down, the school forum exploded again.

Kazue Kuraki felt the atmosphere was even stranger today before even entering the classroom.

It was an atmosphere she had never felt before.

Usually, when she arrived at school, some classmates she knew would greet her, and then they would yawn and talk about the idol gossip they hadn't finished yesterday.

But today, until she reached the classroom, everyone she occasionally encountered on the road avoided her.

This was very strange.

This made Kazue Kuraki unable to help but recall some unpleasant experiences from her middle school days.

--No.