restless daily life

The Minister is a horrible man.

It is easy to see through everyone's psychological weaknesses.

It doesn't matter to anyone else, because I am a lone ranger, and my only weakness is Komachi... No!When I think of Komachi, I think that she will meet someone and hold his hand with a happy face. For the future of Komachi, I can only and must agree with the scene of staying away!

It hurts!

Let's take a look at Yuigahama who has regained his spirit in the distance.

She's afraid of losing her relationship with her friends... and it's because of her fear that she's sensitive about it.

Usually, in the spot-filling group of the class, it can be clearly seen that she is always trying to cater to the topic, which is a social way to please others.

It is precisely because I am afraid of losing my friendship that I confronted Yuiko Miura a few days ago, so I hesitated.

What about under the snow?I don't quite understand, if I can live that kind of smooth sailing life, of course I will lie down immediately and wait for death!

The only thing that can be felt is probably... Yukinoshita-san is not as 'perfect' as it appears on the surface.

As for the Minister himself - the social animals are hard work and the work is terrible.

Hiki Valley Hachiman is still doing amazing human observation activities today.

Bai Ying was in a tug-of-war with the laptop screen, forcing himself to stare at the blank interface, occasionally struggling to enter a few lines of text, and then modifying it, the more he changed, the more dissatisfied he was, so he deleted it all at once, and then continued to face the blank interface The interface is in a daze.

Repeat the above process of tug-of-war.

Burn your soul!I!

I'm burned out...

Please give me your hands under Yukinoshita, maybe the emotions will surge up all of a sudden, or you can just watch it, as long as you don't touch it, it's not a big problem... It's strange!

I just look at it, I touch it, I rub it, I take it - and on to the life of a wanted man!

Bai Ying skillfully completed the logical closed loop, suppressed the idea of ​​'lazy', and continued to fight against the blank document.

"Speaking of which, isn't the aid department and the service department the place to solve the client's difficulties?"

Yuigahama Yui put down his cell phone, rubbed his dry eyes, and asked in confusion, "Why is no one here at all?"

"Because it's a small club with no reputation at all." Hikigu Hachiman looked down at the book and complained casually, "It's quite strange that you can find this place on your own initiative..."

Yuigahama Yui panicked, and said with a dry smile, "Ah...haha..."

Yukinoshita Yukino raised her head, glanced at someone who was gnashing her teeth, she pretended to be calm and said through gritting her teeth, "Perhaps we should take the initiative to prevent some people from being ahead temporarily and getting carried away."

Today Yukinoshita's aggressiveness is up.

It's really scary, I must have poked Yukinoshita's sore spot yesterday.

Hikigu Hachiman kept quiet, and silently said that I am Xiaotrans, I am Xiaotrans... Let yourself be a bystander in this kind of superior battle.

"The first hate is approaching the deadline! The second hate is exhaustion of creativity! The third hate is hard to find! The fourth hate is that the rent is pending! The fifth hate is not winning the lottery! The sixth hate is being arrested in the sea! Return! Nine hates the cold night in the bridge cave! Ten hate stud blood collapse! Eleven hate the typhoon! Twelve hate the playwright, you scum!!"

Apparently, Shirokage didn't notice Yukinoshita Yukino's provocation at all. He yelled strange things and sang to the laptop screen, as if this would allow the blank document to fill up with content.

Hikigu Hachiman complained: "This hate really has a sense of hierarchy..."

"Go, go to the sea?!" Yuigahama Yui was shocked in a strange place. She took a closer look, and even though she was driven mad by the dead line, the boy was still very beautiful, and she couldn't help worrying, "Xiaobai, you are very cute." Need money? I can lend you..."

Bai Ying waved his arms and shouted: "Don't want me to give up struggling! Dead line fighters will not fall under the dusk!"

Yuihama Yui: "Huh? Oh..."

I didn't understand it, so it probably means that I don't need it?

Yukinoshita Yukino said: "Bai Jun, what kind of creative method are you doing? Is it a crazy creative method?"

Bai Ying asked strangely: "Crazy? What strange words are you talking about? I haven't tried to put my mind into the screen yet, so how can I be considered crazy?"

Yukinoshita Yukino: "...I don't quite understand the creator's redox reaction, maybe you need to see a doctor?"

"Is this what work is like after entering society?"

Yubihama Yui became worried in a strange place, as if she was sitting on a computer screen in her mind, spitting out "I hate computers for being ignorant, I hate bitter coffee for being too sweet" "Who is crazy at the end of social animals, and sees white shadows" Empty' weird picture.

It's terrible, why don't you ask your mother how to be a housewife?

"Even if I don't like to work, I can't be unconscionable at this time." Hikigaya Hachiman said tentatively, "If the minister doesn't speak up, then he is an ordinary social person who is in trouble at work."

Yukinoshita Yukino agreed: "Don't go crazy, how about just working normally? Anyway, this is a public place."

"I've already said that I'm not insane. Those who are really insane have already gone in to pick up soap. It's not impossible to calm down—that's it!"

Bai Ying pondered for a while, restrained his expression and words, sat bent over in front of the computer, put his hands on the keyboard, and stared blankly at the blank screen.

It wasn't frowning and thinking hard, it was more of a sluggishness, as if the soul had left this tired body and flew to a far, far away place.

Those were ordinary eyes, but they silently expressed a thousand words.

It's like carrying a pure ideal, and then being ruthlessly entered by life, so it completely changes its shape. This is neither adaptation nor habit, and it is impossible to say that there is any addiction. It is just helpless.

As long as you move step by step, or be moved, you can get a few coins that are more than enough to live on, and you can’t even dream about it. The ideal has long been mixed with blood, wiped and discarded by the toilet paper that seems to be square and flawless. In the future, only the road ahead remains. , unable to retreat, so of course I bowed down and greeted the coming and going of life.

Probably only within a few minutes of lighting a cigarette, the soul will return to this body.

Not addicted to nicotine, just a little match girl.

On a cold winter night, taking a puff of a cigarette is like striking a match, no matter how weak the warmth is, it can still make people feel tempted—has your dream come true?Have you done something meaningful for yourself?Think your life is interesting?How long has it been since you touched something you like?Or don't like it anymore?Have you ever met someone who made your heart beat?

Too many questions, too few answers, or think that thinking is a waste of energy, choose to let the brain go blank.

Before I knew it, the cigarette was exhausted, the matchbox was empty, and the short-term magic lost its effect.

The soul leaves the body without hesitation, watching it continue its day-to-day life in silence.

"--Um?"

Bai Ying touched his clothes, and the oppressive atmosphere disappeared. He even asked naturally: "Do you have any cigarettes? Give me one."

"Oh, it's... tall! If you want cigarettes, ask Mr. Hiratsuka! How could we have them!"

Hikigaya Hachiman couldn't help complaining: "Are you really working like a social person? It's scary! It's really scary! I will definitely become a househusband in the future! I can't do it! Kneel down and beg Komachi to support me for the rest of my life!"

"Is this just an artistic exaggeration? Or is it an occasional state? I doubt whether people who maintain this state for a long time are still mentally healthy." Yukinoshita Yukino let out a deep breath, "Also, don't smoke."

Bai Ying proudly said: "Of course I don't smoke!"

Even Yubihama Yui showed unbelieving eyes—the action of retracting his thoughts in front of the screen and reaching for cigarettes in his pocket just now was overly skilled and extremely natural.

Yukinoshita Yukino raised her hand and rubbed her forehead, and concluded: "You should be normal."

Bai Ying shook his head: "What a picky and troublesome girl..."

Bang—the door of the movable classroom was pulled open!

"Mr. Hiratsuka! You said you have to knock on the door first..." Yukinoshita Yukino subconsciously preached, while looking at the door, she couldn't help but pause, "Huh?"

It wasn't Shizuka Hiratsuka, a straight-forward and vigorous teacher, but a chubby boy.

Wearing glasses, a large light brown windbreaker was worn over the student uniform, and half-fingered gloves with metal plates of inexplicable styles and colors on both hands seemed to be embedded.

Yukinoshita Yukino said vigilantly: "He is someone who can be compared to Mr. Biqigu and Mr. Baiying in terms of suspiciousness..."

Hikigaya Hachiman was silent, not because he was stabbed in the heart, but because he knew the other party. It was an indissoluble bond formed in a physical education class not long after he entered Sobu High School...or to say that the evil fate, in himself The subtle point in time when the second disease was cured.

"Who is coming! Sign up to come!"

Bai Ying patted the table and asked.

The other party made a gesture of pushing his glasses for unknown meaning, and replied loudly: "The No. 13 general of the Muromachi Shogunate—General Jianhao!"

Yukinoshita Yukino asked suspiciously, "Is it the 13th shogun of the Muromachi Shogunate, Ashikaga Yoshiki in history? May I ask what kind of weird joke you are making?"

Ashikaga Yoshiki is a quite well-known historical figure, the most famous is his personal force value, so he has the title of general swordsman.

"..." Facing Yukinoshita Yukino's gaze, the other party slowly turned sideways, facing the white shadow on the other side, "Simply put! I am the swordsman general—!"

Yukinoshita Yukino couldn't help frowning: "Please look at me and speak seriously."

"Huh...huh! My trip..."

"Yeah, I understand, no need to say more."

Bai Ying sat back on the chair knowingly, with a full face of emotion: "I didn't expect to meet such a kind person."

'Ashikaga Yoshiki' showed an expression of being recognized and deeply moved: "That's right! I am the swordsman general!"

"kind……"

Hikigaya Hachiman felt that it should not be the kindness that Yoshiki Zaikiza thought. Referring to the minister's slightly bad behavior pattern, he was a little sad for 0.001 seconds, and immediately turned into a qualified fan, asking: "Minister, what is your kindness?" What's the meaning?"

"Cough-cough-"

Shirokage coughed a little, thicker to reflect the status of a warrior, and a little more arrogant to reflect the status of the shogun. Considering that Ashikaga Yoshiki died at the age of 30 in history, his voice is younger.

"Hello, I'm Ashikaga Yoshiki. I was accidentally killed by the rebels. Now that I've been resurrected, I can call the old department to rule Japan. So I need a sum of money now. As long as you give me [-] yen, you can help me regain my life." Assuming the position of general, I will give you a great service! When I come to Japan, I will make you a great name!"

'Ashikaga Yoshiki': "...huh?"

Yuigahama Yui hesitated and said, "Ah... this is a scam, right?"

Hikigu Hachiman couldn't help complaining: "It's more like a joke."

Yukinoshita Yukino agreed: "How could this be a scam..."

"But it's a pity that this is a scam, and Yubibin guessed it right."

Yukinoshita Yukino and Hikigaya Hachiman couldn't help being stunned, and looked at Yuigahama Yui who was getting proud.

Is this stupid, or smart?

Bai Ying said with emotion: "When I was in the country, I was the political talent who overwhelmed Zhuge. The art of war surpassed Sun Wu, and Confucius and Mencius had to be called teachers in person. The most romantic figures in the past and present, from Shang Zhou to Zhou Wu, down to Tang Zong Song Zu, who is not thirsty for my talents, tossing and turning? He can’t say nothing, and he is safe in the world? That kind of popularity is not enough, like Tang Gaozu Ming Yingzong, who is ashamed in front of me, and has no qualifications to match me .”

"It's also because of my natural nature, I don't like the fame and fame of Nalilu. Otherwise, I'm afraid the world will have changed hands long ago."

Baiying looked at 'Ashikaga Yoshiki' who was already stunned and couldn't keep up with the conversation, and said regretfully: "Thanks to General Swordsman's love, it's a pity that you don't have enough cafes to enter my friend list, but just transfer me 100 Ten thousand yen, I can recharge VIP, expand the friend list, and give you a high priority position, so that you have the opportunity to recruit me, you recruited me, conquer the world in ten years, break out of the earth in 20 years, and colonize in 50 years The solar system has a promising future!"

"a ha ha ha……"

'Ashikaga Yoshiki' laughed like a gear stuck.

Chapter 14 Purity as low as a bald man's comb!

"I...I'm not Ashikaga Yoshiki...I'm Saikiza Yoshiki from Class C."

Cai Muzuo argued like this without tears: "I really didn't cheat!"

"Huh? So it's just a secondary illness?"

Bai Ying said disappointedly: "I thought it was really a swordsman who would reincarnate and re-enter the world, and invited me to compete in the world - so simple to deny that I am a swordsman general, Yoshiki Zaimoki! Even if it is the second disease, your The purity is too low! It's as low as a bald man's comb!"

puff!

Zaimuza seemed to be pierced through the chest by an arrow.

Hikigu Hachiman sighed in his heart, as if seeing himself that day.

Zaimuza, welcome to hell.

Saikiza Yoshiki trembled violently, and moved his lips palely. He felt like a fish thrown ashore, struggling and jumping helplessly—General Jianhao!How can you fall down here!

He saw another fish and tried to cry out his soul: "Hachiman Bodhisattva! The light of my life! My companion! My best friend! My loneliness—have you forgotten the days when we fought side by side?! "

"Hey, Nabokov wants to dream of you."

Hikigu Hachiman complained calmly: "I have already graduated from the second illness. In the physical education class where the two classes were united, it was only because we had no friends that we formed a team. That's all, it was just a simple relationship. .”

The fish stood up, and there was a strange light in the eyes of the dead fish.

That's not the same kind, that's the Deep One.

Zaikiza Yoshiki wailed in pain of being betrayed.

"Secondary illness...?"

Yuigahama Yui is a good kid who makes good use of modern technology. She looks at her mobile phone, looks at it habitually, and reads: "Secondary Second means the second grade of junior high school, and Second Secondary Disease refers to the self-righteousness unique to adolescents. Adolescent children yearn for "adult maturity" as they grow up, so they unconsciously deny the things they liked when they were children, calling them naive, and build a world of self-identity in their hearts. The baseline is rather ambiguous, and it looks particularly funny and distorted to others..."

"To put it simply, I think I am very special, very individual, very different..."

Zaimuzuo screamed while writhing: "Ah——!"

Yuigahama Yui was taken aback, and quickly asked, "Hey? Are you okay?!"