"Well, if it isn't Gomi-chan. Sneaking girls, hmm? Care to explain?"

Wow. This is a certified Worst Luck moment I got there.

«Reader enjoyed your suffering.»

Hell no! Do you know how terrifying the moment right now?! It's like I'm being sentenced in court right now, a life and death situation!

My little sister is sure cute, but cute also means scary. Especially when she is giving me that Icy Cold Queen vibe from a certain person on my school. (Definitely not Yukinoshita)

"U-u-uh..."

"Iroha-chan?" Stop that Komachi, you're scaring her.

...

After some lengthy discussions, I managed to make her believe my petty lies. Pretty easy right? Or I thought so...

"Oh! I've been meaning to ask, last night I heard some weird noises from your room Onii-chan. What were you two doing at that time?" I frozen in place.

Fvck. This is not what I expected to be the topic, I need to change the topic real quick, or else I'll be fvcked up.

"Don't even try to divert the topic. Oh, perhaps both of you... did the thing?" Bingo.

We heard an overly exaggerated gasp, and a weird highly dramatic expression from Komachi herself.

"What?! You two did?! Did it hurt? Did he forced you? Did he harass you? Did he assault you? What did my dear brother do to you Iroha-chan?" She asks a vast amount questions on us.

Just what the hell did Yukinoshita teach you?! And I did no thing such as forcing her to do it!

«Reader is suspicious at you.»

C'mon man! What the heck are you doing?! You're supposed to be on my side!

«Reader remained quiet.»

Okay, you're completely useless. Go fvcking explode along with those goddamn riajuus.

"Oi! I didn't force her, I got her consent-

I stopped explaining when I saw Komachi with that grin. Damn I was lured in her trap, gotta update my Nice Girl radar every now and then.

"Hmmm? Looks like it's confirmed~" Komachi teased, while both of us hung our heads low in embarrassment.

«Reader says keep up the good work.»

Shut up, will you?


It was already 8:00 in the morning when we left my house, meaning that we've been delayed for an 2 hours and 13 minutes. (Remember, the time I woke up is 5:00 AM, and we were busted at 5:47 AM; Iroha is already in her clothes at that time)

"What time is it...?"

"Its. 5. AM. You dimwit, idiot, Hachiman!"

See? Wow, I think author-san improved his skills and found a way how to increase his word count and take advantage of it.

«Talk about it and I'll delete this story-»

I'm joking! I'm joking! Please don't. Delete riajuus and gyarus instead, letting them live is a sin.

Phew~ That was scary...

Walking side-by-side, arms linked and hands (fingers) intertwined, we ventured towards the station. Iroha walked grumpily and slightly limping, I forgot how I went too rough/hard on her last night. Felt bad to my girl.

"Well it looks like we're here." She spoke.

"Ah..." To my dismay, we are indeed already here.

Her noticing my disappointment, she pulled me into a kiss. The kiss was quick, but you can feel strong emotions within despite being short.

"Bye-bye Senpai!" Iroha waved her hands did her iconic smile.

I return the favor by waving back, feeling energized more than ever. She did seem to have a lot of impact to me, but not in a bad way, I love it. (I admit, when she used to use me as slave machine, but I do not look that way now. Well, sometimes-)

Leading to the path way home, I realized that me (sick of using "I") had a lot of time, so why don't use it to do a little rendezvous. But due to unfortunate circumstances, and to my incredible lack of luck, someone decided to call me out loud.

"Hikki?!

"Hikigaya-kun??"

Why it had to be them!?


Ha? Where are we? Ah... Instead of leaving the station and going home, I decided to do a little rendezvous on the city. But due to not in God's favor, someone shouted my name out loud, in public.

"Hikki?!"

"Hikigaya-kun??"

Yup you guessed it. It's my club mates, yay!

Yuigahama Yui, the strawberry haired airhead with those gigantic badonkers that is probably bigger than her brain, is my Club Mate and a classmate; apparently the one who called me.

Yukinoshita Yukino, the black haired bitc- raiven, known as the infamous "Ice Cold Princess" of Sobu, with her chest nearly identical to a chopping board (probably an A Cup), is the President of the service club I'm in; the one who also called me.

"What are you doing here, Hikki?"

"I got a little bored so I went out for a little tour around." Not a lie, atleast not too long ago.

"I didn't know that you got bored as well, Hikikomorigaya-kun."

Can't you initiate a conversation without in me!? Also don't vandalize my name! I'll definitely sue you if we got money, please make me rich Author-san!

«Rejoice, Hachiman- Oh, I meant the shampoo/conditioner one haha.»

Screw it. Pleading him would do nothing, talking to this guy is meaningless, fighting against your imaginary enemy is several times better.

"That's mean Yukinon!" Yuigahama shooked her left and right.

"Y-yes... please stop shaking me, Yuigahama-san." Ha! Take that Devil Superwoman!

"Hah..." I heaved out a sigh, the fatigue from my session with Iroha started to kick in.

However, the two maidens infront of me didn't let that slide, of course. Looking concerned, Yukinoshita confronted me.

"Are you okay, Hikigaya-kun?" Didn't I said that-!? Yeah, you're not esper, haha, thank god...

"I'm fin-"

"Are you sure? You look very tired, especially with your fish-dead eyes." Yukinoshita, you do really find a way to include your insults at moments like this. Please have mercy.

"I'm fine, really. Stayed awake too late yesterday, nothing so serious." I gave an reassuring answer.

"If you say so."

"Just rest for today okay, Hikki?"

"Yeah, yeah."

They don't seem convinced, but didn't bring the topic again as fortunately, my phone pinged; someone message me.

"It looks like Komachi needs me, gonna head back home now." I lied as I breathe.

My phone pinged; someone message me.

Whoever the person who texted me, I humbly give you my sincerest thank you as you saved me from this situation.

"Bye-bye!"

"See you, Hikigaya-kun."

Yukinoshita and Yuigahama gave goodbye's as I bid farewell - not dying, seriously.


Checking my inbox, the sender was Iroha, my girlfriend. When I clicked the message, I am welcomed by this interesting photo that made my lower half excited.

"I'm definitely going home."