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The situation was about to spiral out of control again, and even Hayato Hayama, standing nearby, expressed resignation.
"Yuigahama-san, I didn't expect your place to be so lively." Everyone looked in the direction of the voice, only to see the campus' most beautiful girl, Yukinoshita, push open the door and slowly enter.
"Yuigahama-san, you invited me, but you didn't come yourself," Yukinoshita said directly after entering, oblivious to the stares. Then, as
if remembering something, she spoke. "Well, I'm starting to doubt your character. If you were going to be late, you should have at least contacted me first." Yukinoshita's voice was flat, as if she were detached from the crowd. Her delicate face was expressionless, her azure eyes fixed on Yuigahama Yui, waiting for her response.
However, Qiyun's heart wasn't as calm as it appeared. He thought nervously, "Perhaps that's right, according to the original plot, Yukinoshita would have said that, and then he would have just lashed out at Miura Yumiko and wait for the good-natured Hayato Hayama to mediate."
Qiyun felt that he had played the role of Yukinoshita quite well, at least he still looked serious.
"Sorry, but I don't know your phone number, Yuki," Yuigahama Yui said quickly as she approached Qiyun, apologizing.
Just as Qiyun was about to continue reciting her lines, Yuigahama Yui whispered in Qiyun's ear,
"Um, Yuki, Qiyun-san got into a fight with Yumiko because of me..."
After hearing this, Qiyun remained calm and slowly glanced in the direction of Yukinoshita. Yukinoshita was also looking over her shoulder, her expression awestruck, as if she had seen something extraordinary.
"Hmm, that look is definitely Yukinoshita's," Qiyun thought to herself.
"So this part of the story still has to be driven by Yukinoshita herself?" Qiyun thought to himself. He had originally assumed that after the body swap, Yukinoshita's storyline would be his own. But now it seemed that Yukinoshita would eventually step up, no matter what.
"Yukinoshita-san, what brings you here?" Hayama Hayato greeted with a smile.
"Hmm? I didn't think you had a bad ear? I don't have a penchant for retelling," Qiyun replied coldly.
To be honest, Qiyun was somewhat envious of a kindhearted person like Hayama Hayato, even though he was a bit of a prankster before, and he still greatly admired him as a person. Now, saying this made his conscience ache. He wondered if he had imitated Yukinoshita's sharp tongue too much, had he been rude, and was it too late to apologize? When his body was back, he would definitely apologize to Hayama Hayato. For now, he hoped this way would change the situation.
Hayato Hayama gave a wry smile, not taking the words to heart. Instead, he felt the words sounded familiar, as if Qiyun had said the same thing before. Was it true they were in the same club? The way they spoke was exactly the same.
Sure enough, Miura Yumiko, standing next to her, couldn't sit still anymore. She gave up on attacking Yukinoshita and instead questioned Qiyun.
"Yukinoshita, you're being a bit harsh,"
Qiyun nodded silently in her heart. But her facial expression didn't change, as she stared coldly, silent.
"Yumiko, it's almost done," Hayato Hayama softly consoled Miura Yumiko. Surprisingly, Miura Yumiko didn't do the same thing as before, but chose to sit down silently, though a hint of resignation remained on her face.
Qiyun glanced at Yukinoshita, who remained silent, and said to Yuigahama Yui, "I'm leaving first," before silently turning and walking out of the classroom, signaling Yukinoshita.
Yuigahama Yui turned around in surprise, nodded happily and said, "I'll go right away."
"Yeah," Qiyun nodded silently, knowing that Yuigahama Yui was going to apologize to Miura Yumiko and express her feelings at the same time.
With Qiyun's departure, the stiff atmosphere in the classroom slowly eased, and most of the people in the classroom stood up and left in twos and threes, as if they were rushing to breathe the fresh air outside. Yukinoshita
also stood up. When she passed by Miura Yumiko, Hayama Hayato showed an apologetic smile, but Miura Yumiko did not look up, and was playing with her mobile phone with her head down. Yukinoshita did not speak but walked over directly.
As she passed Yuigahama Yui, she heard her whisper, "Thank you, Kiyun-san."
Yukinoshita paused, but ultimately didn't stop. She whispered, "It's okay, Yuigahama-san,"
and walked out of the classroom. She saw Kiyun, leaning against the wall, waiting with her eyes closed in thought. As if with a premonition, Kiyun opened her eyes and looked over at Yukinoshita, who was also looking the same way.
"Hmm," Kiyun raised her hand to touch her chin, examining Yukinoshita. It was a bit strange to say she was looking at herself now, like looking in a mirror, yet completely different.
Yukinoshita, too, was feeling a bit uncomfortable. Perhaps she hadn't noticed it before, but now, seeing herself from someone else's perspective, she felt a lot of things were off. While others might not have noticed, someone familiar with her, like her sister, would definitely notice something was off about her now. Beyond her appearance, she was completely different from the Yukinoshita she once was.
It seems that I have to find a way to prevent the current Qiyun from meeting my sister, especially after I asked my sister to send me home last time. Yukinoshita has a premonition that I will definitely meet my sister again in the near future. I just hope that by then my body and Qiyun's body will have been switched back. The thought of these uncertainties gives Yukinoshita a headache.
(ps: I feel a bit melancholy, as it feels like there's a long section where I can't write about h. At least I won't write about h behavior during the period when Qiyun and Yukinoshita swap bodies. There might be some descriptions because I can't accept this kind of play, that is, the h experience after the male and female protagonists swap bodies. I can't accept it, so I didn't plan to write about it from the beginning.
So I feel very melancholy because my h is too little. I roughly calculated that my h part should only account for 30%, or even less to 20%. Even if the sex scenes are not well written, I will try my best to write them well. After all, if you don't read h in a small h book, why not read the serious text if you want to read the plot? I will find a way to cut the plot and write less. Although there is no h, I wrote it quite quickly.
Alas, I'm talking too much again. I will try to reduce the frequency of my complaints later.)
Thinking of this, Yukinoshita suddenly saw Hikigaya also walked out of the classroom, slowly pulling the classroom door closed. Seeing the two people waiting at the door, she couldn't help but look a little surprised. Then she didn't say anything, but walked silently to the window in the corridor, listening to Yuigahama Yui's monologue in the classroom.
Yuigahama Yui slowly approached Miura Yumiko. She didn't respond, instead silently staring at her phone, her hand movements shifting.
"I'm sorry, I get insecure when I feel different from others, so I can't help but try to fit in," Yuigahama's voice tinged with apology, her fingers tangling tightly with the strands of hair by her cheek, her eyes uncertain.
Then, her left hand unconsciously touched the back of her head, and she spoke, as if reminiscing,
"It's been like this since I was a kid. When we played house, I always wanted to be the mother, but since everyone else wanted to be, I ended up being the puppy. Maybe it's because I grew up in a danchi (a term used in anime to describe a community of low-cost residential buildings). A hint of emotion crept into her voice.
"Ah," Qiyun sighed, drawing glances of surprise from Yukinoshita and Hikigaya. Qiyun quickly pulled back her expression, almost forgetting she was still Yukinoshita.
"How gentle, Tuanzi, willing to compromise for others, but this excessive gentleness..." Qiyun thought with a touch of emotion. He didn't think being gentle was a fault; on the contrary, it could bring a lot of kindness to people in life, and people often wanted to make friends with gentle people.
But as the Great Teacher later said, I hate gentle people. Gentle people always give you the illusion that their gentleness is exclusive to you, but in reality, it's for everyone, creating a gap.
Is there anything wrong with being gentle in itself? No, there's nothing wrong with being gentle. What's wrong is the pretense it brings, a pretense that deceives my true feelings. This is the lie called gentleness.
As Sanmao said, "If what you give me is the same as what you give others, then I don't want it."
We all want to be special to others, to be unique. We can all enthusiastically boast about the sun's warmth and dazzling light, but we don't yearn for its specialness, because the sun is the same for everyone, even for every object. And this is precisely the greatest negation of gentle people.
"I have no idea what you mean," Miura Yumiko said lightly, her eyes still not looking over here.
"Yeah, I don't know what I want to say either," Yuigahama Yui still had an acquiescent smile, habitually touching her cheek with her fingers, a gesture she would do whenever she was nervous.
Finally, as if she had made up her mind, that pretty face no longer had an acquiescent smile, but she whispered,
"But, looking at Xiaoxue, Qiyun, and Aqi, I also think that if we tell each other the truth and understand each other like them, we don't have to deliberately cater to each other, but we can still get along happily and get along well."
As Yuigahama Yui said this, her tone gradually softened, and her watery eyes also shone with ripples.
The sound of rain was still falling outside the window, as if accompanying Yuigahama Yui's whispers.
"So I think it's wrong to try so hard to please others like I did before. Ah Qi is such a loner. He pretends to sleep during breaks and laughs out loud while reading. Qiyun is the same. She falls asleep as soon as class starts, which always makes the students in front of her very nervous. She always says some inappropriate things, even though she looks like a very serious person."
Hikigaya and Kiyun both felt a little awkward. Hikigaya's expression faltered slightly, and he glanced in Yukinoshita's direction, feeling a little puzzled. Why didn't Kiyun react at all? The real Kiyun had, in fact, already reacted, but this Kiyun wasn't the same Kiyun.
"So, I really envy them. Even without trying to please others, they're still very happy," Yuigahama Yui said, her face softening, her tone slowly regaining its usual energy.
"Well, I don't dislike Yumiko, so can we still be friends?" Yuigahama Yui whispered, looking nervously at Miura Yumiko.
"Snap!" the phone slammed shut. Miura Yumiko spoke, seemingly contemplating, "Really? It's not impossible."
"Sorry, thank you," Yuigahama Yui said, feeling relieved.
"That's a good point," Yukinoshita smiled softly, then began walking towards the club room. As she passed Kiyun, she quietly gestured for him to follow her.
"Even though she's not in her own body, she still gets every bit of her part," Qiyun sighed, nodding to Hikigaya and following Yukinoshita's lead.
Hikigaya felt a little strange. It felt like Qiyun's actions today were more aggressive than usual, while Yukinoshita seemed quieter, as if their identities had been reversed. But he quickly dismissed the thought when Yuigahama Yui pushed open the door and saw him still standing there.
"Ah, so Qi is at the door? You heard everything, didn't you?"
"What are you talking about?" Hikigaya looked away awkwardly.
"Of course you heard it, Qi, you stalker, pervert, disgusting thing!" Yuigahama Yui shyly composed herself before launching her attack on Hikigaya. But it seemed she had regained her usual lively self, or rather, less reserved. Finally, she playfully made a face at Hikigaya and stuck out her pink tongue.
"Idiot" Yuigahama Yui ran away, leaving Hikigaya standing there with a helpless look on his face.