Chapter 505: First Meeting with Mother-in-law
"Hikigaya-kun, I've heard your name mentioned many times before. Meeting you today, you certainly live up to your reputation," Haruno's mother said with a faint smile.
Seeing this, both Haruno and Hayama were somewhat surprised. For the typically cool and reserved Mrs. Yukinoshita to smile at Hachiman indicated a great deal of acknowledgment from her.
"Haha, you're too kind, Mrs. Yukinoshita. I'm unworthy of such praise," Hachiman replied with a light smile to her compliment.
Yes, Yukino and Haruno's mother, Mrs. Yukinoshita, is quite fitting.
Regarding this final big boss from the original story, Hachiman felt no intimidation. Currently, whether in terms of financial power or influence, he was on par with the Yukinoshita family.
Seeing Hachiman's demeanor, Mrs. Yukinoshita didn't mind. After all, Hachiman now had the qualifications to converse with her on equal footing, without the need to be humble or submissive.
To achieve such accomplishments at his age was nothing short of genius.
A genius tends to possess a certain pride, but Hachiman's humility and calm demeanor were quite commendable.
This further solidified Mrs. Yukinoshita's determination to have him as a son-in-law.
At this point, Mrs. Yukinoshita noticed the girl sitting next to Hachiman and inquired.
"Oh, and who might this student be?"
Unexpectedly addressed by Mrs. Yukinoshita, Yui seemed a bit nervous.
Sensing her tension, Hachiman reassuringly held her hand under the table and introduced her with a smile.
"This is Yui Yuigahama, who is also Yukino's best friend."
"Oh?"
Hearing Hachiman's words, Mrs. Yukinoshita raised her well-shaped brows.
In the next moment, she nodded at Yui with a smile.
"That's wonderful. I'm relieved to know Yukino has made good friends at school."
"Miss Yuigahama, please take good care of our Yukino from now on."
Hearing this, Yui nodded earnestly.
"Yes, yes, don't worry, ma'am. I'll always be the best of friends with Yukinon," Yui promised earnestly.
"Then I'll be at ease," Mrs. Yukinoshita nodded in agreement.
At that moment, Hachiman spoke up with a smile, "Mrs.Yukinoshita, we ought to be heading back now. We don't want to intrude on your family reunion with the Hayama family."
"Oh my, are you leaving already, Hikigaya-kun?" Mrs. Yukinoshita asked.
Hachiman nodded, "We just came out today to buy Yukino a birthday gift. Now that we have it, it's time to head back."
"Besides, this is a gathering for your two families, so it's not really appropriate for me to linger."
"When the time is right, I'll personally visit you."
"Is that so? Then I won't insist."
Though slightly regretful, Mrs. Yukinoshita nodded.
"I'm looking forward to your visit, Hikigaya-kun. Make sure to bring Yukino with you then."
Hmm, this feels like a mother-in-law waiting for her son-in-law to visit.
But that's understandable. Given his relationship with Yukino, Mrs. Yukinoshita indeed seems like an in-law.
"Then we'll take our leave."
Hachiman stood up and, after bidding farewell to the three of them, left the café with Yui.
Watching the two walk away, Mrs. Yukinoshita turned to Haruno and Hayama. "Haruno, Hayama-kun, let's head back too."
Agreeing with her, both Haruno and Hayama nodded compliantly.
"Yes, Mom/Mrs. Yukinoshita."
With that, the two rose to their feet and left the café with Mrs. Yukinoshita.
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The Service Club.
Hachiman, Yukino, and Yui gathered once more in the clubroom.
"Happy birthday, Yukinon!"
"Happy birthday, Yukino."
While offering their birthday wishes, Hachiman and Yui handed the gifts they had purchased the day before to Yukino.
Accepting their presents, Yukino's face lit up with a genuine smile. "Thank you both."
At that moment, a voice that was somewhat out of place chimed in.
"Oh, so Yukinoshita-senpai's birthday is on January 3rd."
The originally three-person Service Club now had an additional presence. Iroha Isshiki sat at the long table, smiling broadly.
"By the way, my birthday is on April 16th, Hachiman-senpai."
Hearing this, Hachiman, who was in the midst of cutting the cake, smirked.
"What does your birthday have to do with me?"
Since it was Yukino's birthday, Hachiman had personally made a cake for the occasion. However, before he could finish cutting it, this little devil had barged in and seated herself at the table.
Now she openly announced her birthday, clearly hinting that she wanted Hachiman to get her a birthday gift.
"Well, I'm definitely hoping to see what gift Hachiman-senpai would give me," Iroha remarked with a mischievous smile.
Hachiman shot her a glance. "Was that jade necklace I gave you last time not enough? And now you want a birthday gift too."
Despite his words, Hachiman still slid a slice of cake her way.
Accepting it, Iroha patted his shoulder with a grin.
"Don't be so stingy, Hachiman-senpai. The necklace was a Christmas gift, totally different from a birthday gift."
"Besides, I've been wearing it just like you told me to."
"See?"
With that, she pulled out the jade necklace Hachiman had given her from beneath her collar.
Yui, looking pleasantly surprised, chimed in, "Oh, Iroha-chan is wearing it too? I'm wearing mine as well."
With these words, she also revealed a dog-shaped necklace from her neckline.
Seeing this, Hachiman nodded, then turned his gaze towards Yukino.
Noticing his gaze, Yukino rolled her eyes at him. "What are you looking at? I'm wearing it too, but I won't bother taking it out to show you."
Hachiman didn't mind and just assumed Yukino felt a bit shy. Knowing that they're all wearing the necklaces gave him peace of mind.
After all, his original intention for making these necklaces was to serve as protective charms for the girls. If they weren't worn, it would have been a waste of effort.
After distributing the cake, Hachiman sat back down.
At that moment, Yui cheerfully asked, "By the way, Yukinon, have you decided on your career path? Are you going for humanities or sciences?"
Unknowingly, they had reached the end of their second year, the time when they had to make important life decisions. Whether to continue their education or start working, and if continuing, whether to choose the humanities or sciences—these were the questions they had to consider.
Hearing Yui's question, Yukino didn't hesitate to answer, "As for me, I'll probably choose humanities."
"Humanities?" Yui's eyes lit up, and she immediately hugged Yukino. "I chose humanities too! That's great, Yukinon. Maybe we'll end up in the same class."
Having gotten used to such affectionate gestures, Yukino gently patted Yui's head with a look of fondness.
"Is that so? That would be wonderful. Perhaps we really can be in the same class."
With that, Yukino turned her gaze to Hachiman.
Without needing further explanation, Hachiman understood what she meant and replied with a smile, "Don't worry, I'm choosing humanities too."
Compared to the sciences, humanities were relatively easier—just a lot of memorization.
With the boost from his maxed-out "learning" module, memorizing things was a breeze for Hachiman.
Not only did Hachiman, Yukino, and Yui choose the humanities, but even his other second-year peers like Kotonoha, Yumiko, Ebina, and Saki also opted for humanities. Even Saeko and Utaha, who were about to graduate, chose humanities back when they made their decisions.
Aside from the four who would leave after high school, most of the girls Hachiman was familiar with had chosen the humanities path.
However, for Hachiman, sharing the same career path wasn't enough. He wanted to ensure these girls ended up in the same class and, eventually, at the same university.
Seeing that all three of them chose humanities, Iroha chimed in thoughtfully, "Senpai, all of you chose humanities? Maybe I should choose humanities in the future too."
Hachiman sighed slightly. "You're not even in the same year as us. By the time you're choosing your path, we'll have already graduated."
"Ah, that's true," Iroha blinked and considered another question. "By the way, Senpai, which university are you planning to apply to?"
If they couldn't be in the same grade, then attending the same university should be the goal. Iroha wasn't going to give up on being with Hachiman that easily!
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Chapter 506: Please Be Fair to Me
"Which university do you all want to apply to?"
"University, huh?"
Hearing this question, Hachiman pondered for a moment.
For him, getting into any university would be a piece of cake, so his choice depended entirely on which university the girls wanted to attend.
With that in mind, Hachiman turned his gaze to Yukino.
Sensing his look, Yukino understood what he meant and started thinking as well.
Unfortunately, such decisions couldn't be made in the blink of an eye. Eventually, Yukino shook her head.
"I can't decide just yet. I'll need to think about it carefully."
"That's true; it's a major life decision and deserves careful consideration," Hachiman nodded in agreement.
Given his and Yukino's grades, applying to Tokyo University would be a sure thing. However, this ease didn't extend to the other girls.
Take a certain carefree girl, for example.
Her grades were average in her class and below average in the year, making her chances of getting into Todai/University Of Tokyo nearly impossible.
After thinking about it, Hachiman decided to give a gentle reminder, "Speaking of universities, Yui, you'll need to work hard in your third year. Otherwise, if your grades aren't good enough, you might end up separated from me and Yukino."
"Eh, don't say that," Yui said, clutching her head in distress. "I'm not very good at studying."
Seeing her like this, Yukino gently patted her head in comfort. "Don't worry, Yui, I'll help you with your studies."
"Really? You're the best, Yukinon! I love you the most!" Yui exclaimed happily as she hugged Yukino, who returned the hug.
What about me?
Why do I feel like a third wheel?
I should be in the car, not here...
Ahem, wrong line.
Watching the two hug, Hachiman felt a bit out of place.
Just then, Iroha's voice reached his ears.
"Senpai, are your grades really that good? You don't seem worried about university at all."
"That's not something you need to worry about. If I wanted to, I could choose any university," Hachiman replied confidently with a smile.
"Wow, that's impressive!"
The little devil was taken aback. She only knew Hachiman was good at cooking, piano, and sports. She hadn't realized he excelled in academics as well.
"There's a lot you don't know," Hachiman said, rolling his eyes at her astonishment.
The next moment, he remembered something and asked, "By the way, did you come here for a specific reason today?"
"Well, not really. I was just wandering around and didn't expect to stumble upon such delicious cake—it really was my lucky day," Iroha replied with a cheerful smile as she enjoyed her cake.
"As expected of Hachiman-senpai, your cooking skills are amazing. I wish I could eat like this every day."
Hachiman raised an eyebrow at her suggestive comment.
Hey, be careful what you say. There are two jealous bystanders nearby—though, fortunately, they're too engrossed in their own world right now to notice.
But on another note, why do you, the student council president, have so much free time that you can just wander over here? And if I recall correctly, aren't you also supposed to be managing the soccer club?
Did she manage to use her roles to dodge responsibilities between them?
Watching her enjoy the cake so much, Hachiman smirked slightly.
Since she was already here and enjoying herself, he didn't bother to ask her to leave.
And so, with the scene of blossoming friendship on one side and happy cake-eating on the other, Hachiman spent yet another uneventful day at the club.
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Second-year Class F.
With the "Graduation Decision" looming, discussions in the class had recently been centered around it.
"Yui, Hina, are you going to choose humanities or sciences?"
Leaning back on her chair, Yumiko fiddled with her curls and asked nonchalantly.
Yui, who was busy on her phone, paused for a moment before responding with her decision.
"Huh, me? I'm choosing humanities."
Yumiko nodded at this and then turned her gaze to her other friend. "I see. What about you, Hina?"
"Me? I'm choosing humanities too," Ebina replied with a smile.
"Wow, you two are both choosing humanities? Then I'll go with humanities too," Yumiko decided.
After that, the girl looked over at Hachiman.
Her look clearly said, "You better choose humanities too, or else."
Seeing her expression, Hachiman sighed.
"Don't worry, I'm choosing humanities as well."
Satisfied, Yumiko nodded and shot Hachiman a look that said, "Smart choice."
Seeing her smug expression, Hachiman raised an eyebrow.
Got it, looks like you need some attitude adjustment again. It's time to settle old and new scores.
Although Hachiman wasn't too keen on facing that scheming lady, Yumiko had been getting a bit too self-assured recently. It was time to show her who would be in charge at home in the future.
With that decision made in his heart, he sent a text to Yukino saying he had something to do and wouldn't be going to the club today. He then sat at his desk, casting a mischievous glance in Yumiko's direction.
Originally bored, Yumiko suddenly shivered and looked around nervously.
But by that time, Hachiman had already averted his gaze.
"Was it my imagination?"
The girl muttered to herself, unaware that a "crisis" was looming over her.
...
After school, Hachiman explained the situation to Yui and then walked out of the campus alone.
Following Yumiko's route home, he soon caught up to her.
Watching the unsuspecting Yumiko, Hachiman smirked and sneaked up behind her.
Just as the girl was happily humming a tune, she suddenly felt a pair of large hands wrap around her from behind.
As she instinctively started to struggle, a familiar voice whispered in her ear.
"Yumiko, it's me."
Hearing his voice, Yumiko breathed a sigh of relief and turned around in Hachiman's arms with a hint of reproach.
"What are you doing, you jerk? You scared me."
"I just wanted to give you a surprise," Hachiman replied with a grin.
Yumiko rolled her eyes in annoyance. "A surprise? More like a scare."
"But how come you're out so early today? Aren't you supposed to be with that woman, Yukinoshita?"
Hearing her jealous tone, Hachiman couldn't help but find it amusing.
"Oh, who's the jealous one here? You could almost make a dish of vinegar-laced shredded potatoes with it."
"I'm not jealous."
Yumiko instinctively retorted, but being so close to Hachiman stirred some grievances within her.
"It's because of you, focusing only on that woman, Yukinoshita. What about me?"
Hachiman fell silent at her words.
Reflecting on it, he realized he was at fault to some extent. Ever since joining the Service Club, he'd spent most of his time with Yukino, somewhat neglecting the feelings of the other girls.
He wasn't the original Hikigaya Hachiman anymore.
He now had more connections and bonds.
With that in mind, Hachiman spoke apologetically, "I'm sorry, Yumiko. That's my fault."
Yumiko was surprised to hear his genuine apology.
Seeing Hachiman's sincere demeanor, her tone softened as well.
"I understand what you're going through. You don't want to give up on any of us."
"I just hope that in the future, you can be fair. Whether it's me, Yukinoshita, or Yui, treat us equally."
"Sorry, I—"
Before Hachiman could apologize again, Yumiko silenced him.
And how did she do it? By using her lips, of course.
Yumiko stood on her tiptoes, wrapped her arms around Hachiman's neck, and pressed her lips against his.
Feeling that familiar and tender sensation, Hachiman forgot everything else, fully immersing himself in the love they shared.
As the sun set, the twilight cast its glow upon them, enveloping the pair in a hazy light.
The moment was serene and gentle.
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