"Ahhh!" sensei claps her hand to dispel any sense of tension that is left in the room and continued.

"Yukinoshita hand it over for a sec" as hiratsuka-sensei walk forward to get back MY crumpled piece of paper. She did a once over. And hand it up towards the ceiling while nailing a thinking pose the same as yukinoshita with a questioning look on her face.

Suddenly her eyes widen like saucers and she starts to open her mouth. Well to take a deep breath. A really deep breath.

"Wait yumi? Don't you mean..." yes that is what i mean hiratsuka-sensei. It's not imaginary. It's not 2D either. I'm not that pathetic. It's 3D. Alive and breathing for you to see.

Please don't hurt me.

"Yeah whatever it is you're thinking or whatever it is that these guy says. I am that said girlfriend. Not his delusions."

Oi why are you presenting me like that. And also why are you on the same wavelength. I'm not that late in starting class you knowww. Why is everyone have better chemistry than me?

Oh right I'm a loner.

Welcome back me.

Wait. Not a loner i am in a relationship(committed) well for my comrades. I still have my core values. I didn't betray you all.

Yukinoshita almost drop her cup. Halfway into the conversation, she starts drinking her tea. It's tea i find out just now. And she look tense. Well she look tense before. I get the feeling that she just got her bearing back. Although I'm not quite sure.

For afterall this time. Change is something that i believe i will never experience. Not from outside. But it did. And the way i see things now are different. I don't rely on my own first impressions and my own analytic and calculations anymore. Through the journey of this relationship. Yumiko show me that.

Ugh way too cheesy but how did that even happen?.

Well it's in the past but it's something that I've cherish. I'll get back on it later. For now let's focus on the present.

Oh and yeah right calculations. Not like my maths suck. It's just need some tweaking.

"Really? Miura-san? Hikigaya? Well forgive me for saying this but i don't see it" eyes still wide as saucers sensei reply. Oozing with skepticism.

"Well. We are already dating since middle school" yumiko uncross her arms and starts twirling her drills as she looks at me with a questioning look.

Yes. I remember it yumi you don't have to question me about it. I remember it.

"Miura-san? I don't see how you could've get together with this protozoa. Not with what essay of his which is entirely pessimistic and downright illogical."

Yukinoshita quipped after recovering her vices. Well looks like the tension is totally gone and everyone forgot about what happened just now.

Not like my relationship being next to impossible or unbelievable as an essential distraction is really what it takes to forget that. I'm not at all offended really.

Also please stop insulting me yukinoshita. I haven't even introduced myself yet.

"Haah? Well he's really not that negative in middle school you know? Like his more awkward and cute actuall-"

"Yumi you got that peach flavored drink you like?" I interrupted before they turn this conversation of my supposedly negative outlook in life and my childhood and turn it into something deeper than it actually is. Stay at the present will you.

And no. I'm not flustered. It's just too hot here. Also nice saved hachiman.

"No??? You got it?" Yumi ask me confused as to why i suddenly intrude on their conversation to ask(manuever and distract) her about that peach drink she like so much. Well i got it. She ask for it. More like ordered me to if i ever get something in the vending machine. Also MAXX i think i need it right now. Well it can wait.

As i open my bag and reach deep beneath the abyss of my treasury. I cup a feel of the said beverage and gave it to her. It's still cold. goodness. I did get it before sensei called me in for that essay.

"Truly? And what are you saying earlier hiratsuka-sensei?" As yukinoshita nodded her head thinking deeply about it like I'm some kind of specimen that needed curing. She ask what hiratsuka-sensei will say right before she got interrupted. But not before handing said crumpled paper to yumi. And she takes it quite aggressively too.

"Well he's gonna be part of the club now. He needs rehabilitation. And i believe your competence is enough for it to make it work." Sensei proudly says while patting my back and puffing her chest. Standing with her other hands on her hips

That hurts sensei. What's your power level?

Also part of the club? I don't plan to join any club. I'm still with the going home clu-

"I declined. Seeing his eyes. The hairs around my neck started to rise up and i fear for my chastity around him" yukinoshita backs away from me while covering her chest. Well her non existent chest. There is nothing to cover anyway. Also fear for your chastity? Yumi will kill me first millisecond before i even thought of other gir-

"Hehh. Well he does have like some dead fish eyes. You know. Like that ugly pan-san the panda in destiny land. Who even buy those things anyway?" Yumi smiles as she say those words before starting to read through my crumpled essay.

Yukinoshita silent for a second. With narrowed eyes and a determined expression on her face and a dark gleam over her eyes. Was about to open her mouth but then yumi already started reading my essay.

Lost opportunity i say

Point: yumiko - 1 yukinoshita - 0

Also the eyes? Again?

Minutes passed and she started to squeeze the hell out of it. Breathing deeply through her nose almost like trying to calm herself down. She turns to yukinoshita and says

"Yeah he'll be here. He'll behave. You'll do it. well will you? I'm sure you will. It's repayment to someone independent like you." Yumi mocked and put out some air quotes while at it. As she looked yukinoshita in the eyes and waits for her to answer.

Also I'm sixteen. I'm in no need of a guardian. You're my girlfriend yumi. Not my parents. Stop consenting me into things i don't need to be. I'm still in the going home clu-

"I guess i could try. I'm confident in my capability. And it does pose a challenge that i am willing to take. The club motto is for those fortunate enough should grace their presence to those unfortunate ones. And if what you say is true. Then i will take these challenge ahead." Yukinoshita stare right back into yumi with determination in her eyes steely enough to forge rough steel into the perfect sword that could rival king Arthur's excalibur.

And what's with the sudden change of tone. You're totally declining it on hiratsuka-sensei request. Is there a subcontext here that girls only understand? Can you please stay the same old yukinoshita from the last minute. Cause i don't really need to be here.

"Actually you're not that bad ice-queen. I'll make sure he attends here then. Consistently. While at it goodluck. You can use any punishment you like." Yumi said as she walks forward and offer her hands for a handshake with a smirk on her face waiting for yukinoshito to return the gesture.

And Yukinoshita return the gesture. Quite vicious at that. As if she's not just outright declining sensei minutes ago.

Seriously what am i missing here?!!

Also allow any kind of punishment? I'm not a punching bag. Please don't hurt me.

"I don't wish to go that far. But if i have to. Then i shall" yukinoshita-san you're terrifying right now. Your cold murderous aura is leaking. Contain it!!

"Well whatever. As long as he came out good." Yumi I'm not a factory produce.

"Welllll that's. Mostly it. Well I'll get back with you later and handle some paperworks. Miura-san you gonna stay?" Sensei explains herself and wave her hand cooly as she turns but not before leaning her head and asking yumi.

"Nah. I'll get back with you sensei. Hikio I'll wait for you. I'll send you a message. Message me when you're done." Yumi also turns her back along with sensei and leaves not expecting any kind of reply.

I nodded anyway. She knows me too well i guess..

And the doors closed. We're back on the same quietness of this barren room. It felt a bit uncomfortable but I'll take this over whatever happened earlier.

What now?

As i stand on my legs left and right waiting for club hours to be over. Yukinoshita interrupted me by slamming her book shut.

"What are you doing standing out there creepily?" Yukinoshita ask me.

"Ahh what am i supposed to do?" Yukinoshita smiles with amusement dancing in her eyes.

"Well introduced yourself for once. And also. Get a chair hikigaya-kun."

"Introduced myself?" I scoff "you already know my name" i said. Seriously. What's the point of introducing myself if you're just a computer memorizing necessary information for your undercovered assassination. yukipedia.

"I didn't. I have to actually actively revitalize my memory recall just because of how unremarkable you are" urk. You got me there. Set a trap for me perfectly why don't you?

And i walked into that one.

Well. I started by getting a chair in the back and setting it up at the end of this long table to make myself comfortable. I pulled out my light novel and started reading.

But before i get to even the first word of the first paragraph. She says aloud.

"Well hikigaya-kun let's play a game shall we." I head her voice clearly. Seriously i get a chair spend my time in here quietly reading and you interrupt me? Leave me alone.

Haaahh. But i guess i could answer. I'm in this club now(forced to) anyway. And i don't want to meet hiratsuka-sensei's fist anytime soon.

"What kind of game" i question her back. Closing my book and returning it back to my bag. Before looking at her.

"What do you think is the purpose of this club?" She says almost quite unfocused.

Well woman if you don't even want to know the answer. You can just go back to reading and leave me in peace.

"Well there's 2 official members. And the name is kind of peculiar. What kind of service are we doing here exactly." I explain my observations as i laid my hand down to the table waiting for her answer.

"I'm the one questioning you. And no whatever it is that you're thinking is not what the service club's definition. Hikipervert-kun" yukinoshita snark back triumphantly. As she sips the remaining tea in her cup and put it right back on the table.

No I'm totally not wondering that kind of service. More like world peace??

World peace??

Right that line.

Gracing the unfortunate by the fortunate ones. Sounds way too damn arrogant even for me. There's nothing for me to change. I am upgraded and way better than before. There is even no reason for me to be here.

"Well hiratsuka-sensei's idea to put me here makes no sense. I'm perfectly fine being my damn self. And i sure as hell don't need no rehabilitation. I've changed. Though even if it is outside of my own. It is still my decision. And my belief are changes should come from within and even if it is outside of myself. Then i have the decision to put a stop to it. This is nothing but a farce. A folly. And you wasting your energy agreeing to whatever hiratsuka-sensei puts on you is severely idiotic on your part" uwahhhh i said that way too aggressively. Yumi chan you're really rubbing off on me.

"Oh and sorry i got ahead of myself right there. But my point still stands" i throw a half-assed sincere apology just in case.

Yukinoshita became quiet. Too quiet. In fact. I don't even know how to describe it but there's a slight dent on her disposable cup now. And she's quite still that I'm almost afraid that she'll turn into a statue. But then she gave one sign of life and breath out deeply.

"If you're not willing to change then there is no hope for you hikigaya-kun. As I've said of this club motto. And another one that we have. You have to teach a man how to fish and he'll be well fed for the rest of his life. If you think that this is the end of the changes that people put on you then you yourself are the barrier to those same problems that other people count on you to work for. If other people couldn't help you. Then it's nothing. Not changing is not solving the problem." Yukinoshita coldy delivered that long paragraph to me quite venomously. To be honest. I am taken aback. I feel like there's a story there. But it's not quite enough to calm my irritation the hell down.

"No. People will basically find all of your flaws. Be damn. Those same people will not be in your class or even in your life by the next month. The next year. Even just the next day. Why do i have to put some effort into getting into what they say? Conforming to society itself is drowning yourself to who you truly are. And this i say is not what i need. I have a good life." Calm down. Why the hell are you this angry anyways?. What's the reason for you to be this talkative and actually put some thought into what you're thinking. Slow down. "Well. By the looks of it you don't look like you have any friends. Well do you?" I question her light-heartedly. I had enough of these shenanigans anyway.

Yukinoshita brushed her hair to the side and start.

"Define friends. What is it? Is it actual-"

"Hold it right there. Yep. That's the kind of thing people with no friends would say. Trust me i know." Holding my hand out to stop her torrent of words. I interrupted and summarize her whole spill with confidence. only a loner(former) like me would know.

And thus the silence continues..

This is way better than whatever clash of ideals we have back there..

"So you have a girlfriend." Yukinoshita throws that out in the silent air shooting it's way through me while disrupting the comfortable still air of the empty classroom.

"Yeah. What about it?" I questioned her. Looking up. Confusion making its way up to my face.

"You sure she's not hypnotized?" touche. Hiratsuka-sensei. I guess karma really does exist. And no. She's the one who ask me out. With no reason in mind other than she feels like it. She never explains why to me. But along the way i guess she started to care. Like really care. Almost like a mother hen. Seriously like a mother hen.

And I'm not a chick.

"Neehhhh hikio" miura calls out to me. We were currently on the popular side of town. A caffe. And base on the customers that I'm seeing. They're pairs. Usually holding hands or being lovey dovey.

It's a popular caffe for couples.

Seriously miura? Why the hell are we here? I know the food and the coffee with the unlimited sugar and cream here overrides my consciousness and put me on autopilot to accept your offer. But the coffee is gone now and all i have is questions.

"He-ey?" I stuttered. After all this time I'm still kind of terrified by her. Well she's still pretty aggressive. Although a bit more mellow now now that we actually are friends( yes i know.) i answered her. Wondering what is it that she wanted to do now.

Miura is constantly bored. And will metaphorically just grab me on the collar and be on her merry way hitching me along for the ride.

With her winning her tournament trophies and championship this year in her tennis bracket. She don't really have much hobbies outside of that. Other than purchasing her clothings and some of her jpop albums to add to her collections.

"I'm planning to stop tennis soon" miura drop that atom bomb right into my face out of nowhere.

Seriously? Not like my eyes are that wide but they are? And for what reason?

"Why?" I did drop my question for now. As i don't really have no idea what she's planning. Her plans change by the minute and it basically make me used to being constantly on my toes ready to spring to whatever adventure she thought of now.

"Well you're planning to go to soubu right? You are a pretty smart guy and all. But like i think i need to really focus this year too y'knoww..."

"You're planning to go to soubu with me" I drop that more of a statement rather than a question as i look at her and instantly realize my mistake. Wayy after it leaves my mouth.

"I don't plan to go with you creep." Too scary!! Also harsh!! I take that back. Your still too aggressive!!

"Ahh n-not what i meant. My bad" i apologize automatically. Seriously spare my life.

"I know" she slowly transform her face into a smug expression. Full of amusement showing in her green emerald eyes.

Ahh. Damn. Why are girls so complicated. Be straightforward damnit.

I scratched the back of my ear basically because i don't have much of a reply that will not send me down six feet under the ground. What do you want me to say to that.

Meanwhile miura sigh to herself and look outside the transparent glass just to see traffic. Traffic and the orange hue of the sky signalling that it is getting dark already.

It's this late already?

"Hikio" miura calls out to me lazily. Still looking outside of our designated seats. Leaning her head into the palm of her hand.

"Hm?" I answered her with a grunt. acknowledging her to continue while playing with my fork. I don't really have much to do besides this anyway.

"Lets go out" miura says.

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And my fork came to a screeching ear splitting painful halt.

"Stop that" yes ma'am right away.

"You mean like outside?" I ask her just to confirm. I can't win with her anyway with these misunderstandings.

"No!? You really are...*sigh* well i mean like let's date." Miura explains that to me as she looks back at me with expectant eyes now hands both on the table waiting for me to answer her question.

Wait. Date as in. Those normalfags seems to enjoy doing? That rumored staple of life? That folly? Lonerism is the way to freedom.

Wait really?

"Really? What's your reason?" I ask her skeptically. Surely it's a prank. Her friends might come in any second now and start waving their cameras at my face while laughing at me for being way too comfortable with her company. Yes yes praise me Everyone. I did not make a mistake. And will not ever after that 5 rejections.

Never again.

"No reason really. Well do you want to or not? Actually let's just date. Your pretty meek anyway and not like you'll bother me otherwise I'll just pummel you." Seriously are you asking me? Are you talking to my twin? Better yet is this just practice? I give it a 3/10. Too straightforward. Let your damsel in distress answer the question!!

While I'm waiting for the whole minute of it to be over and let the curtains rise and cement my way into solitude. And for this to be a prank. Miura starts being annoyed while I'm way too melancholic of the fact of my realization.

"Oi. Are you okay with that. And what's with you turning into a statue? Seriously?" Miura smiles at me. Amusement dangling in her eyes with the shine of the caffe's light the glint in her eyes almost look predatory.

Miura-san. Your eyes looks dangerous just now. And no. i am not okay with that. Am i allowed to voice that out?

Yes! For no longer i am hachiman v1. I'm hachiman v2. Better. Stronger. And way more durable than the last. Upgraded to the max.

"Actually i do. I don't think it's bes-"

"Hah??" Miura interrupted me before i get to my villain origin story. Oh shit she's scowling at me. And my words are stuck in my throat. Don't fail me now larynx i need you.

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et tu vocal folds?

Damn traitors!!

"N-no it's fine by me." That's not what i wanted to say.

"It's a wrap then!!" Miura cheerfully clap her hands and stands up. Grabbing her bag on the way and shouldering it. "You coming?"

Where're we going?

"Where?" i ask

And just before i stand up. She sat down again and dump her head down on the table.

Seriously woman. Make up your mind!

Wait. Didn't she say that she's planning to stop tennis?

Also soubu?

I don't think she really did plan that out. I have a hunch base on the fact on how quite satisfied she is with all the sweat and exhaustion. That she is pretty passionate about this whole tennis prodigy of her going along.

"I don't think you need to stop tennis completely" i say more of a whisper. Than actually stating it aloud.

She whips her head up fast enough for me to actually worry if she gave herself a whiplash.

"Ahh not that i mean that you should try to do them both at once but you can resume them and apply to a tennis club and still compete right?" I'm just running my mouth at this point and the imaginary firing squad in my back starts to signal for my executioners to line up and take aim.

I still need to think about that offer miura ask me. Dating seriously? Is this prank long term?

"You know what? I think i could do that. Heh for once you said something that actually made sense." Miura's amusement ooze out of her as she leans back in the backrest of her chair. Deep in thought.

"Well it's getting late. We should go home. And it's not a prank. I had this sudden feeling of you thinking of something stupid." Miura stretch her arms and stands up. Convincingly this time that i gathered enough energy to stand up with her.

Ahh what. Not a prank. You say...

You know those are usually what pranksters do when they want to convince their victims that it's not a prank (crime) right?

That murder is illegal and even if I'm unremarkable i still spend those 14 years of my life here on earth right. My life is precious.

Whatever. I'll just go along with her other compulsive idea that she had anyway. Not like this is the first time. She'll get bored and stop this way before i know it.

Narrator hachiman here. That's infact a lie.