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Kapitel 157: [157] Gears Turning Anew

Chapter 157: Gears Turning Anew

Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, a week had passed. During this week, Hachiman's school life was calm and uneventful. He was waiting, waiting for an opportunity to join the Service Club.

In the original story, it was through an essay that he found his way into the Service Club, which eventually led to his connection with Yukino.

Finally, today was the day he had been waiting for. It was during Japanese class when Shizuka, standing at the front of the classroom, announced, "Alright, that's it for this class. Let me tell you about your homework. Let me think... I've got it. Write an essay with the theme 'Reflecting on High School Life.'"

"Yes!" The students nodded in agreement.

"Very well, class dismissed."

With that, she grabbed her teaching materials and walked away, her high heels echoing in the classroom.

"It's finally here," Hachiman murmured to himself, watching Shizuka's retreating figure.

Back at home, he gently placed his school bag on the couch and retrieved paper and a pen, ready to embark on the task of writing his essay.

By this point, his writing skills had honed to Level 5, enabling him to compose smoothly and without hiccups. Yet, in his quest to smoothly gain entry into the Service Club, Hachiman made the decision to recreate the same "masterpiece" as found in the original story.

[Youth is a lie. It is nothing but evil.]

[Those of you who rejoice in youth are perpetually deceiving yourselves and those around you.]

[You perceive everything about the reality surrounding you in a positive light.]

[Even life-threatening mistakes will be remembered as single page proofs of your youth.]

[I'll give you an example. If such people were to dabble in criminal acts such as shoplifting or mass rioting, it would be called 'youthful indiscretion.' If they were to fail an exam, they would say school is not only a place for studying.]

[Their pursuit of 'youth' excuses even distortions of commonly held beliefs and social norms.]

[Under their discretion, lies, secrets, crimes and even failure are nothing but the spice of one's youth.]

[And in their corrupt ways, they discover something peculiar about failure.]

[They conclude that while their own failures are generally a part of relishing in youth, others' failures should be shot down as just failures and nothing more.]

[If failure is seen proof of one's youth, isn't it strange not to consider those who fail to make friends as experiencing the height of their youth? Not that they acknowledge that.]

[It amounts to nothing. This is simply opportunism. Therefore, it is a sham, full of damnable lies, deception, secrets and fraud.]

[They are evil.]

[That is to say, ironic as it is, those who do not glorify their youth are the truly righteous ones.]

[Those who rejoice in youth are hypocritical, evil liars. They should all just die in a fire.".]

.....

"It's you who should die, you damn normie," Shizuka scolded Hachiman in an unpleasant tone, holding his "masterpiece" in the office.

"How can I be considered a normie, Shizu..." Hachiman began, but before he could finish his sentence, Shizuka shot him a glare.

This guy, he wants to call me 'Shizu' again. There are other teachers present, and if they hear it, I'd lose all face.

Reading these thoughts in her eyes, Hachiman shrugged and didn't say anything further.

Seeing him like this, Shizuka felt a bit helpless and sighed, then opened up the topic with the essay in her hand.

"I mean, do you remember the topic I assigned for your essay during class?"

Hachiman replied, "Ah, I remember it was about 'Reflecting on High School Life.'"

"So why did you write such a foolish essay like this then?"

Hachiman replied with casual indifference, "I thought it was fine. Isn't that how high school students have been in recent years?"

"In my opinion, they're inherently foolish. Failure is just failure. Sometimes, failure can't be disguised with phrases like 'that's just youth' or 'failure is the mother of success.' Those are just excuses cowards use to escape." Hachiman's tone carried a touch of disdain.

And that's the truth. If it's only minor matters, it's fine. Failure can be laughed off and moved past. But for the kind of matters where one thing leads to another, if your failure leads to a complete defeat, do you really want to use 'that's youth' as an excuse?"

Shizuka let out a sigh upon hearing his words.

"I mean, right now, you're certainly very successful. But don't forget, you're still quite young. Don't always place yourself in the perspective of a middle-aged person."

The man standing before her had become the uncrowned king in the world of light novels.

Light novels, manga, anime, along with various fan-made merchandise, had amassed him a fortune in the billions of yen.

Forget about young people; even middle-aged folks would find it challenging to achieve what he has now.

"Well, compared to you, Shizu, I am indeed very young."

Before he finished speaking, Hachiman felt a gust of wind coming at him. However, he was well-prepared. He calmly opened his hand, caught the punch aimed at his stomach, and held Shizuka's hand.

Although Shizuka was nearly thirty years old, her skin was as soft as a seventeen-year-old girl's. When Hachiman grasped her hand, he felt the delicate touch from her palm. He couldn't help but scratch the back of her hand.

Sensing Hachiman's gesture, Shizuka widened her eyes in surprise. She hadn't expected him to flirt with her like this.

Recalling his previous way of addressing her, a faint blush appeared on Shizuka's face. If they disregarded their age difference, the present Hachiman was indeed a desirable partner for courtship: young, handsome, and wealthy.

Internally, she chastised herself for entertaining such thoughts about Hachiman, who was more than a decade her junior.

After this internal scolding, she regained her composure and gently withdrew her hand from Hachiman's grasp.

"Can't you just enjoy being young?" she asked with a hint of exasperation.

Hachiman, ever indifferent, replied, "I don't see anything wrong with the present. Why should I care about the opinions of ordinary people?"

As Shizuka observed Hachiman in this moment, a thought seemed to strike her.

"It appears I need to guide you in the right direction. Follow me."

The two of them proceeded to the club activity area. Shizuka opened the door to one of the activity rooms and beckoned Hachiman inside.

Hachiman also gazed into the room. White curtains billowed gently in the breeze, and sunlight bathed the relatively small space.

In the center of the room, a young girl was seated, deeply engrossed in her book. Her demeanor was poised, her features delicate, and her skin fair and almost translucent. Her perfectly sized rosy lips added to her charm, while two red bows adorned strands of her hair behind her ears.

A gentle breeze carried a few cherry blossom petals through the window, and they gracefully danced over her swaying black hair before finally coming to rest on the floor.

In that moment, the girl, who bore the name Yukino Yukinoshita, resembled a living painting, a work of art.

When the door creaked open, Yukino looked up from her book, and her ice-blue eyes met Hachiman's. Their gazes locked in the air, a connection between the young man and the girl formed.

In this instant, the wheels of fate, previously somewhat askew, began to turn slowly once more.


Kapitel 158: [158] The Commencement of the Service Club

Chapter 158: The Commencement of the Service Club

"Hiratsuka-sensei, I've told you to knock before coming in," Yukino's tone carried a touch of coolness as she addressed the casually charming Shizuka.

Shizuka waved off the girl's words nonchalantly, evidently accustomed to such behavior. "Well, well, don't fret over these minor details."

"Besides, even if I knocked, you wouldn't have responded."

"That's because you enter before I even have a chance to respond, Hiratsuka-sensei," Yukino let out a slightly exasperated sigh as she observed Shizuka's demeanor.

Shizuka took a few steps forward, standing before the young girl with her arms crossed.

"So, what brings you to see me today?" Yukino asked.

"Don't be so distant; after all, I've done you quite a few favors," Shizuka said.

It had to be admitted that although Shizuka's personality was quite challenging, her figure was undoubtedly perfect. Graceful legs, a slender waist; her current movements accentuated her already ample chest.

Naturally, this drew the attention of the other two people in the room. Hachiman, without saying much, simply observed, while Yukino's gaze carried a hint of envy.

Her chest had always been a source of distress for her. Both her mother and sister had noticeable sizes, but for some inexplicable reason, her own remained rather flat. Despite trying various remedies, from milk to papaya, there were no noticeable results.

"Am I destined to be like this forever?" The young girl couldn't help but feel a touch of despair.

But no, that couldn't be the case. Her mother and sister had grown, so there was no reason she couldn't. She was still young, still had room for development, and she believed in herself. Suppressing the mixed emotions within, after a few sips of chicken soup, Yukino spoke once more.

"So, Hiratsuka-sensei, what brings you here this time?"

"Well, since this is the Service Club, I've come with a request, of course," Shizuka said, a slight smile on her lips, as she gestured toward Hachiman on the other side.

"You should remember this guy, Yukinoshita. He was the one who handled the event at the beach last time."

"I remember, Hikigaya Hachiman," Yukino nodded.

The memories of their beach trip were still fresh in the young girl's mind. Not only did they have the beautiful seaside scenery, but Hachiman's culinary skills had left a lasting impression as well.

In the girl's memory, what stood out the most were the various peaks of varying sizes. Except for Komachi and Kokoro, everyone else had a larger bust than her. Consequently, Hachiman had been unwittingly labeled as a "bust enthusiast" in her mind.

If Hachiman were to discover her thoughts, he would likely object. After all, what's wrong with being a "bust enthusiast"? As the saying goes, "Bosom friends are heartwarming."

Just look at those popular manga and anime. How many of them don't feature a few generously endowed girls providing fan service?

Even in the so-called "Big Three" of shonen manga, it's the same.

In "Bleach," there's Rangiku Matsumoto, Orihime Inoue, Bambietta Basterbine, and those female Espadas.

In "Naruto," there's Tsunade, Mei Terumi, Anko Mitarashi, and Hinata.

However, the "Boruto" series seems to have ruined their figures instead of showing growth, as many characters become rather flat.

As for "One Piece"...

Well, it appears that the female characters in 'One Piece' are quite well-endowed, and if we're talking about who's the largest, it would be Shirahoshi.

Shizuka nodded and stated the purpose of her visit.

"Lately, I've noticed that this guy thinks more like a middle-aged person, lacking the typical enthusiasm of adolescence."

"So, to correct his way of thinking, I thought about having this kid join your Service Club. Let him take on some requests with you and rediscover the beauty of adolescence."

"I refuse!"

Her proposal was immediately rejected by the young girl.

"Eh?!"

"Why, Yukinoshita?" Shizuka appeared somewhat puzzled.

Not only her, but even Hachiman was slightly taken aback.

Without much consideration, she outright dismissed the idea. Did she really think so little of him?

"Seeing the lecherous and perverted look in his eyes, I feel like I'm in danger, as if he could violate me at any moment."

As she spoke, Yukino crossed her arms and covered her chest, portraying herself as if she had encountered a pervert.

Hearing her words, Hachiman was left in disbelief.

Hey, where am I being lecherous? Besides, I'm not that kind of thirsty guy who jumps on anyone he sees. Sure, I might have an interest in your body, but mostly your face and legs, okay?

What's the use of covering your chest? Clearly, there's nothing there

Shizuka couldn't contain her laughter, patting Hachiman on the shoulder while chuckling. "Ha, hahaha! Laughing out loud. I can't believe it, you, of all people, are like this today."

Hachiman, seeing her reaction, felt a bit speechless. Why are you laughing? Is it really that funny to mock me? This is clearly defamation.

Hachiman glared at Shizuka and then turned to address Yukino, who was still holding her chest.

"Yukinoshita-san, you're aware that what you're saying is defamatory, right? Although you're indeed very pretty, don't assume that all guys think like perverts."

"And please stop covering your chest like that; it only puts extra pressure on them and prevents any growth."

Yukino's face showed a clear expression of anger upon hearing these words. An intelligent girl like her wouldn't miss that Hachiman was clearly making fun of her small chest.

Seeing the two on the verge of an argument, Shizuka decided to intervene.

"Alright, calm down, both of you."

"Hachiman, you little rascal. How can you say such things to a girl?"

After scolding Hachiman, she redirected her attention to Yukino.

"And Yukinoshita, you're not entirely in the right either. Even though this guy's eyes are a bit strange, all in all, he's a good person. Don't worry; he won't do any of the things you're imagining."

"Hey, what do you mean 'he's a good person'? I am a good person," Hachiman protested with some annoyance.

However, Shizuka chose to ignore his comment and continued making her point.

"This guy excels at calculating risks, and he would never get involved in anything illegal."

"So, accept my request, Yukinoshita."

"I see," Yukino nodded.

Upon closer reflection, she had indeed been too quick to judge.

"Considering it's a request from a teacher, I shall accept."

Upon hearing Yukino's agreement, Shizuka bore a contented smile.

"Very well, I shall take my leave now. Please, ensure that you look after this guy, Yukinoshita."

And with those words, she waved to both of them, her white lab coat trailing behind her, and exited the room with grace.


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