My Youth Romantic Comedy Is Wrong As Expected

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"Hayato is amazing! He's so cool!"

All the classmates gathered around Yeshan, and before long, they all decided to change their choice of where he was going and changed their names to go there.

As other people's names were gradually added, my name was unknowingly erased, and my presence diminished once again.

What's going on? Am I some kind of ninja? Maybe I should just go to Iga or Koga for apprenticeship.

Then, please allow me to disappear from here.

Needless to say, it makes no difference whether I exist or disappear, regardless of time or place.

FROM Zaimuzhao16:40

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Hachiman, that's me, Zaimokuzata. How...

So? Are you studying hard? Yes.

Now, do you want to write down God's revelation?

Expressing my feelings, I write down my thoughts on mathematics here.

What is the exam scope for this subject?

FROM Zaimuzhao16:59

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Hachiman... rustling... pattering...

Hmm, it seems there's a high concentration of Minovsky particles here.

The speed is very high. Hachiman, hurry back to Sasa... quick!

The answer is a soft, rustling sound...

FROM Zaimuzhao17:36

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Answer my call, Hachiman! Hmm... even that won't work...?

Since that's the case, we have no choice but to chant that incantation.

Something darker than the edge of dusk, redder than blood (details omitted).

FROM Zaimuzhao18:24

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Sorry, I went a bit too far. Please tell me the scope of the math exam.

FROM Hachiman19:50

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Sorry, I just fell asleep.

The math exam is on pages 4 to 50.

One page, and exercises up to the third.

End of chapter.

Also, why do you know me?

Mobile email address?

FROM Zaimuzhao19:51

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Yes. I will never forget your kindness. Best wishes for your martial arts success.

Changlong. The next time we meet, it'll be on the battlefield...

Goodbye! ~＜ ˋ˙ω˙ˊ ＞

FROM Hachiman19:51

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……Hello.

Volume 2, Part 4: For various reasons, Kawasaki Saki became very eccentric.

Regular examinations are now urgently needed.

When it comes to places where everyone studies, they usually go to family restaurants, libraries, etc. However, if high school students are still wandering around after 11 p.m., they may be taken to counseling by the police. Also, family restaurants will ask us to leave after 10 p.m.

Therefore, I could only study at home late at night. To clarify, the "studying late at night" mentioned here has nothing to do with "wrestling in bed".

The clock was about to strike twelve. I stretched my limbs and realized I could study for another hour or two.

"...Have a cup of coffee."

I walked down the stairs to the living room, my footsteps making a "thump, thump, thump" sound. If I want to fight off sleepiness, I definitely need coffee; and when we're doing things that require a lot of brainpower (like studying), we also need to replenish our sugar levels. In other words, it's time for that sickeningly sweet MAX coffee to make its appearance!

I suddenly realized that MAX coffee is caffeine-laden, loaded with milk, and ridiculously sweet. So, if we personified her, it would definitely get everyone's blood pumping. Putting everything else aside, she'd definitely have huge breasts and say things like "I won't let you sleep with me☆". Does anyone want to draw a picture of Ms. MAX and post it on Pixiv...?

As I walked into the living room, lost in thought about MAX Coffee, I saw Komachi sleeping on the sofa.

...Isn't this guy about to take his exams too? She's still just as bold as ever.

I was looking for MAX coffee when I remembered that I had just finished a box recently, so I boiled water to make coffee.

I filled the electric kettle with water, turned the switch on the bottom up, and while waiting for the water to boil, I sat down on the other side of the sofa where my sister sleeps.

Komachi boldly exposed her belly while sleeping on the sofa.

With each breath, her snow-white skin rose and fell rhythmically, and her adorable belly button would twitch along with it; that ridiculously large T-shirt she was wearing was probably one she'd taken from me without permission. When she turned over, her bra was faintly visible beneath the shirt. And because she slept curled up, I hadn't noticed at first why she was only wearing underwear. She'll catch a cold!

Anyway, I grabbed a towel and covered her with it. Komachi then reacted, making a muffled sound that seemed to have no meaning.

Just as I was watching Komachi sleep, the water in the kettle started to boil, and finally made a "click" sound to announce that the water had boiled.

I put instant coffee powder in a mug, poured in hot water, and the aroma of coffee immediately filled the air. For a stronger coffee, I added plenty of milk and sugar, then stirred it four times with a small spoon, and my favorite sweet coffee was ready.

The rich milk and fragrant coffee complement each other perfectly.

At that moment, Komachi seemed to smell the aroma of coffee and suddenly jumped up.

She stared at me for two seconds without moving, then suddenly pulled open the curtains, observed me for three seconds without moving, then opened her eyes wide, and finally stared at the clock for five seconds without moving. It took her a total of ten seconds to figure out what was going on.

She took a deep breath and shouted at a volume that made you want to yell, "What are you shouting for?!"

"Oh no! I overslept! I only planned to sleep for an hour... but I ended up sleeping for five hours!"

"Oh, I understand, I understand. But you've been sleeping too long. Did you start sleeping as soon as you got home from school?"

"How rude! Komachi took a bath before going to bed!"

"Oh no, I have absolutely no idea what's making you angry."

"Never mind that, why didn't my brother wake me up!"

Komachi started complaining to me for no reason. At that moment, I suddenly realized that "sleeping too much" and "sow" (Note 18: the pronunciation of "sleeping too much" and "sow" is similar in Japanese) are actually quite similar.

"Although it's not important, you should still put your pants on first. Also, don't wear my clothes."

"Hmm? This one? It fits you perfectly when draped over your shoulders. Doesn't it look a bit like a dress?"

As she spoke, she pulled down the neckline of her T-shirt. "Hey, don't pull it down! You can see my bra! And don't spin around, you'll see my panties!"

"...Anyway, I don't wear that T-shirt, so you can have it."

"Oh, thanks! Well then~ Komachi will find a pair of underwear for my brother."

"Oh, thank you so much."

If she really did give me a pair of underwear, I'd use it as a rag—I vowed to myself as I sipped my coffee. Komachi, adjusting the hem of her T-shirt…correction, it was a onesie, walked to the kitchen to heat up milk in the microwave.

"By the way, brother, what are you doing at this hour?"

"Studying. Now I can finally rest."

When she heard my answer, she was so startled that she let out a "Huh~".

"A break...so we'll continue later? Brother, you've become businesslike ever since you started school."

"Hey, 'businesslike' doesn't mean 'like working' (Note 19: 'Businesslike' means professional or businesslike, but here Komachi interprets it literally as 'likes working'). Your English is really bad."

"Oh, brother~ My English is really good, I'm a genius! I'm a genius!"

With this level of English ability, it's hard to believe he's a genius. Don't you even know the English word for "genius"?

Ding! The milk in the microwave is ready. Komachi walked back carrying the mug in both hands, blowing on it to cool it down as she went.

"Komachi should go to school too..."

"Go read it quickly, go read it quickly. I'm going back now, good luck to you."

I finished my coffee in one gulp and was about to stand up when Komachi suddenly grabbed my T-shirt from behind, making me croak like a bullfrog. I turned around and saw her smiling broadly.

"You just said that 'Komachi' should go to school,' which usually means 'to study together,' right? It seems like your Japanese has a bit of a problem."

"You're the one with the problem..."

No problem, I've already read a section, so I can keep this silly little sister company while she studies.

So, tonight I will have my sister by my side.

× × ×

I brought all my study materials from my room to the living room and laid them out on the table. Today's focus is on reviewing Japanese history, so I'm using the question bank and detailed explanations published by Yamakawa Publishing, along with my own notes.

On the other hand, Komachi seemed to be upset when I told her that her English was bad, so she brought out the book "Aiming at 1800 Junior High School English Vocabulary".

My brother and I buried ourselves in our books. After finishing the questions, I checked the answers against the standard answers and copied down every word of the explanations for the questions I got wrong into my notebook. I kept repeating this process until I had gone through the entire exam scope before I noticed that Komachi was staring at me intently.

"……What's the matter?"

"Hmm~ It's nothing, I just think my brother is so serious."

"Why are you acting all high and mighty? Want to start a fight? I'll pluck all your stupid hairs!"

Komachi laughed when she heard my threat.

"Even if my brother says that, he would never hit Komachi, right?"

"Huh? If I really hit you, then I'll be the one getting hit by Dad. That's all, don't get me wrong!"

"Hehe~ I'm so shy, so shy♪"

"It's so noisy...it's unbearably noisy..."

However, since I'm already thinking "This is so annoying☆", I'll just flick her forehead, with the force of someone throwing an eraser at me, ready to self-destruct and send them flying. In short, I'll do it for real, without holding back.

"it hurts!"

My fingers made a crisp sound as I flicked Komachi's forehead. She groaned as she rubbed the spot I had struck, her eyes brimming with tears as she stared at me.

"Hmm... I praised my brother for being serious, and I got flicked on the forehead..."

"Who taught you to say such stupid things? Hurry up and study."

"That's why I say my brother is serious. But~ there really are all sorts of brothers and sisters in the world~ A friend of mine at the cram school said his sister has become a delinquent and never comes home at night."

"oh?"

It seems Komachi has lost interest in studying and is looking for someone to chat with. I don't know when, but she'd already closed her "Aiming for Junior High English Vocabulary 1800" book. I gave a perfunctory reply and continued reading my Japanese history. "In 645 AD, the Taika Reform... It's good that nothing happened." (Note 20: The Japanese word for "it's good" sounds similar to "645," used to help students memorize historical dates using phonetic similarities.)

"But, but, I heard his older sister also goes to Soubu High School. She used to be a super serious person. Why did she turn out like that?"

"Yes, why is that~"

In one ear and out the other, in one ear and out the other… In 694 AD, the oriole sang in Fujiwara-kyo. Wait, what’s going on? Shouldn’t it be Heian-kyo? (Note 21: There’s a homophonic rhyme for “the capital was moved to Fujiwara-kyo in 694 AD” and “the capital was moved to Heian-kyo in 794 AD”; here, the two are combined.)

That said, I'm really sleepy. Humans possess a strong will, which is why they don't lose to drugs. In other words, no matter how much caffeine I consume, it's no match for the will to sleep.

"Although it's their family matter, it's not appropriate for others to say much. But because he's been getting close to Komachi lately, he's been discussing it with Komachi. Ah, that person's name is Kawasaki Taishi, and he's been taking tutoring since April."

"Komachi."

Hearing this, I instantly woke up from my sleepiness, put down my mechanical pencil, and asked her:

"What exactly is your relationship with that guy named Dazhi? And how close are you?"