My Youth Romantic Comedy Is Wrong As Expected

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In fact, the students who stayed in the classroom, after hearing Hayama and the others' conversation, also created an atmosphere of "Ah—Miura-san...I see~".

However, this level of understanding is completely insufficient to comprehend Hayato Hayama and his circle.

In fact, neither Hayama nor Ebina reacted at all. Unexpectedly, Hobe then changed his tone.

"Oh no, I've staked everything on the soccer club's final match."

After saying that, he glanced at Ebina.

"But she insists I have to do it. What should I do? Oh no! I'm also in charge of my new class's reunion. I wonder if there's anyone else who can organize it?"

With every sentence he uttered—no, with every part of his speech, no, with every single word—he would glance toward Ebina.

Even without consciously trying to understand the meaning behind his words, it was clear that he was boasting about himself in an extremely self-deprecating way. But this seemed to have little effect on Ebina, the target; she hadn't said a word since the beginning, only nodding and smiling.

"It's really not easy being a member of the Ministry of Revenue."

Ebina's ambiguous, noncommittal response left Hobe speechless for a moment. But Hobe Sho wouldn't be discouraged; that's just the kind of man he was.

"Oh no, this is really bad. Ah! I wish there was someone else besides me who could organize this! But I also want to do a good job with the club! Ah! Oh no! But since this is the last one in high school, I really want to make sure the class reunion goes well too."

He seemed to regard this as his final, decisive move, relentlessly attacking with only a spear called "Boasting." Um, that spear of yours, it's a bamboo spear...

His persistent efforts are very touching, but in the past few days, the frequency of his visits to our class and the intensity of his boasting have increased. As an observer, I am honestly a little worried.

This guy, I feel like sooner or later he'll start posting arrogant tweets like, "Although I may look frivolous, I went back to my hometown on Mother's Day and gave carnations to my childhood buddies," which nobody will care about.

Those listening to him gradually began to show expressions of "What's wrong with that guy...?"

But the one who would find a way to solve these problems is Hayato Hayama, the human air purifier. Although it is unknown whether he has installed that function called ion purification, he exhaled like he had eaten a FRISK mint and quietly smiled.

Seeing his hearty smile, the Minister of Revenue scratched his nose shyly.

Then, Hayama, still smiling, spoke:

"Doesn't that mean everyone thinks you're reliable? That's great. You don't need to worry about the club stuff; just focus on organizing the party."

A near-perfect answer. His words certainly sounded very mature. The Minister of Revenue was so annoyingly boasting about himself, yet he could respond with a gentle smile—truly worthy of his reputation.

In fact, those who were in the classroom and overheard Hayama and his friends' conversation were also giving off an atmosphere of "Ah, as expected of Hayama-kun, he really has the demeanor of an adult."

However, this level of understanding is completely insufficient to comprehend Hayato Hayama and his circle.

For those who have some dealings with Hayama, the meaning behind his words is quite clear.

The Ministry of Revenue, sensing the implication in the words, reached out to Hayama's shoulder and remarked:

"Wait, wait a minute! Hayato! No, no, no! I want to do my best in the club too!"

But Hayama dodged the Ministry of Revenue's outstretched hand, and said with a smile, as if in pursuit:

"Never mind this, it's a class reunion, good luck."

His dashing smile, revealing his pearly white teeth, brought tears to Hubu's eyes. It was as if he were saying the soccer club no longer needed him... Only Hubu could make Hayama speak so bluntly and venomously.

Conversely, it means that the Ministry of Revenue managed to open the heart of this troublesome, difficult, twisted yet cheerful handsome man with dark attributes, which is truly remarkable.

Regarding the glimpse of Hayama's darker side, Ebina and I nodded in agreement, seemingly unsurprised. Meanwhile, the students who had remained in the classroom in small groups began to whisper amongst themselves.

"Shouldn't we consider having a class reunion?"

"Right? You want to do it too, right?"

The two students in the class, Motoyama and Motokawa, started chatting. Although this conversation was happening among themselves and their friends and inner circle, they secretly cast expectant glances at Hayama.

Gatherings like class reunions and classmate reunions are usually organized and led by the central figure of that group.

Although none of the classmates openly made the request, their conversations revealed their desire for Hayama to host a class reunion. The classroom was filled with an atmosphere of anticipation, waiting for Hayama to say, "Let's do it then (smirking his white teeth☆)."

Realizing this, Hayama sighed softly.

That must be tough... This year, he'll definitely have to become the center of attention in the class again, becoming everyone's Hayama Hayato.

Just as I was putting on an indifferent act, the Ministry of Revenue exclaimed "Huh?" with a puzzled expression.

"Ebina, haven't you guys had a class reunion yet?"

Hobu seemed to have heard the whispers among his classmates. He glanced around, tugged at the hair at the back of his neck, and asked Ebina a question.

"Yes. And no one initiated it."

When asked the question, Ebina smiled awkwardly, then turned to look at me and Hayama.

"I wonder if they'll be able to handle it?"

"Who knows..."

In response to Ebina's drawn-out, feigned ignorance, Hayama shrugged. Then, as if struck by a sudden thought, a pesky smile crept across his lips.

"Right?"

He cast a short, two-word question my way and tilted his head dramatically.

Stop it! Don't ask me... What does this have to do with me... Please don't drag me into this trouble...

To express this idea, I stood my brand-new textbook upright and banged it loudly on the table a few times, then put it in my drawer. At the same time, I grabbed my bag to indicate that I was going home. After all, it was almost time for my club activity…

I was about to get up from my seat, but Ebina and Hayama continued their conversation, completely ignoring me.

"But I really want to do one."

"After all, if we don't do it now, we won't have the time later."

"That's right!"

Even a classmate from another class, Hubu, who was completely unrelated to them, joined the conversation, and gradually, an atmosphere of holding a class reunion was brewing.

Oh no... If I stay here, I'll definitely be forced to participate!

Even now, the three of them are giving me meaningful looks, as if they're waiting for my answer, and a strange silence hangs over us.

If I agreed at this point, they would probably say to me, "Then I'll go and greet the girls, Hayato will take care of the boys, and Penguin will be responsible for contacting everyone, deciding on the location and making reservations in advance. All other work will be too much trouble."

That being said, even though I strongly oppose holding a class reunion, I can't defy the growing atmosphere. Facing Hayama and Ebina, I feel like even if I wanted to just make up a few words to brush them off, it wouldn't work. I'm really bad at dealing with these two…

Therefore, I only have one sentence to say.

I made up my mind, sighed, and whispered:

"Remember to let me know once the time and details are finalized..."

This is my ultimate move.

Whenever an event is about to begin, simply uttering this magical line will subtly indicate that you have no intention of leading it.

The person who says this is basically useless, won't even contribute a penny, and is just a scoundrel who waits to be called upon. Therefore, in most cases, this person will never be called upon again. But if a specific matter is actually notified, then simply saying "I'll go if I can" will be fine. Although this is a Kyoto-style euphemism, Hayama and Ebina seemed to understand what I meant. They both gave a troubled smile and nodded slightly, as if to say, "I thought so too."

But occasionally there will be one or two people who just can't grasp it.

I'm referring to the Ministry of Revenue.

The Minister of Revenue fiddled with the annoyingly long hair at the back of his neck, put on a serious expression and pondered for a while before suddenly patting my shoulder.

"No, these things are all about enthusiasm! You have to make a decision on the spot based on your enthusiasm, otherwise you'll never make a decision if you're always considering other people's plans. WEI is the one, WEI!"

"Oh, okay... Don't suddenly make such correct statements..."

Because his smile was so incredibly handsome, I accidentally gave a normal reply.

Even I reacted.

The Ministry of Revenue's loud and uncompromising voice seemed to reach the ears of the other students who remained in the classroom.

At the front of the classroom, a group of several men and women suddenly turned around and looked at us.

Their first impression wasn't that of someone particularly eye-catching. They weren't as strikingly good-looking as Hayama and his friends, nor did they exude the gloomy aura of the Zaimokuza and the game club members. To add to that, they didn't have the same dark feeling as Sagami Minami.

To be honest, they are what you would call ordinary people. Some people might want to question what constitutes an ordinary person, but compared to the people I know, describing them as ordinary is more accurate.

But precisely because of this, they give the impression of being very well adapted to school life. Or rather, too well adapted, to the point that people can't remember their faces or names, leading to them being arbitrarily called "Longtao Shan" and "Longtao Chuan."

The two so-called "extra-students" Yama and Kawa glanced at Hayama, then looked at each other and whispered, "What should we do?" "Should we go and tell them?" "Should we just do it like this?"

Finally, they seemed to have reached a conclusion. One of the girls with short black hair in the group of Mob Kawa nodded vigorously and then stood up.

Watched by her friends, she walked towards us with somewhat nervous steps.

Her hair was slightly curled inwards, reaching just to her shoulders, with a few strands of bangs falling in front of her beautiful forehead. With each step she took, her hair swayed.

She has regular features and gives off a very lively feeling. In addition, she is short, which makes her walk look like a wild deer.

Since the classes were only recently divided, I don't recognize many of my classmates, but I do remember this girl.

I remember she was the one who became the class monitor.

Her name is... uh... her name is... I think it's Tomioka Mio?

No, is it Tomioka Mito? Or Tomioka Mika? No, no, it's Tomioka Mimi... but the reverse, Tomio Mito, is also possible...

Regardless of which one it is, one thing is certain: her name is Fu something-or-other. I'm actually quite good at remembering names, so good that I've never forgotten Chuan something-or-other's name. How is Chuan something-or-other doing now...?

Just as I was racking my brains trying to recall what classmate Chuan's name was, classmate Fu came up to us, took a deep breath, and said:

"Um...!"

Her voice became a little high-pitched due to nervousness, but it was surprisingly energetic. Startled by the sudden sound behind her, Tobu let out a small cry.

Fu, the classmate, was also taken aback by his action and was speechless for a moment.

Her shrill voice and Hubu's pathetic screams drew everyone's attention. She probably felt ashamed, her face turning bright red. In the silent classroom, to fill the silence, she kept muttering "that..."

Upon seeing this, Ebina stepped forward and hugged her tightly.

"Oh, Little Fu Fu, what's wrong?"

Ebina called her by a term of endearment, then stroked her head. "Amazing, truly worthy of you..." Ebina is very perceptive, so his ability to smooth things over for others is top-notch... No wonder he's a master at taming wild Miura lions and endangered Kawakami leopard cats... I wonder if little Bambi will become a new member of "Ebina's Wonderful Animal Kingdom"...

Just as I was thinking about these things, Xiao Fufu gradually calmed down in Ebina's arms.

Seeing that she had regained her composure, Ye Shan seized the opportunity to ask her:

"Tomioka-san, is there something you need?"

Ah, it's Tomioka-san, yes, her name is Tomioka-san. Yeah, I already knew, I nodded to myself. Just then, Hayama suddenly glanced at me. From that look, I could see the disdain in his eyes, as if to say, "You don't remember her name, do you?" No, I remember it, okay? It's just some Tomioka-san, mind your own business. But anyway, he always tells me in the end, "Hayama-san is so kind."☆

Just as my girlish heart was pounding, Tomioka seemed to be experiencing the same thing—her heart was pounding in front of Hayama.

"Um, you guys were just talking about the class reunion, right?"

After Tomioka finished speaking, blushing and stammering, she glanced at Hayama.

"Yeah, we just chatted casually. Did you hear about it on your end too?"

After Hayama answered with his usual dashing smile, Tomioka hurriedly looked away.

Wow, what a girlish reaction! Hayama-senpai is really handsome; his looks alone are outstanding. If you're not used to it, you can't even look him in the eye, right? I understand. Sometimes I also can't look him in the eye.

I watched this scene with a smile on my face, when Tomioka's gaze shifted to me and met mine.

Of course, it was only natural, because she didn't look away from me again.

"So, what are your plans after this?...A class reunion? A dinner party? Or something like that..."

Tomioka clutched the ribbon at her chest tightly, looking at me with sincere and earnest eyes. Unsure of the distance between us, she added softening words to her tone, revealing her clumsy yet earnest nature.

I guess she said all that because she heard the Ministry of Revenue's stupid remark earlier, "Make a decision based on your whim, WEI." Ministry of Revenue, it's all your fault, apologize now.

As someone who feels like an older brother, seeing a petite girl working so hard, I try my best to go along with her wishes, but if she has to go right away, it's just too impatient.

I do have my own plans. Normally, "I have plans" is just a common excuse; I just want to go home and watch the reruns of idol activities. But today, I really have plans I can't cancel... Honestly, I really want to cancel them if I could.

To escape Tomioka's gaze, I glanced to the side and asked Hayama for help.

"Speaking of which, you're the one being asked, shouldn't you be the one answering?" I exerted this silent pressure on him, gesturing with my chin to urge him to respond quickly.

Hayama sighed softly, nodded in response to me, and then immediately put on his usual dashing yet frivolous smile before turning to Tomioka.

"Excuse me, we need to go to our club."

"Yeah, sorry, Little Fu. We take football very seriously, you know. Ah, Penguin is a different story."

After Hayama politely declined, Hobu quickly chimed in. "Well, nobody invited you, and you're not in our class, are you...?" But since I also have my own club to join, I obediently nodded in agreement.

Tomioka nodded in agreement.

"Well, you're right...! So, after the club ended or something."

She nodded in understanding, and although she sounded guilty, she wasn't discouraged. Ah, looks like a rather tricky, straightforward girl.