Oregairu: My First Masterpiece, Your Lie in April Chapter 37: Fun

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Oikawa and Yui didn't end up facing Shizuka-sensei's wrath.

Soone else took the hit for them.

"So… let's hear your excuse for not answering your phone, Hachiman Hikigaya."

Not far away, Hachiman Hikigaya and Komachi Hikigaya were walking over together.

"I an… it's just that the signal at my house is really unstable. I think the number of antennas that company has is directly related to how much hair their CEO has. He is like Gru from Despicable …"

"…."

Hachiman launched into a frantic explanation, clearly trying to dodge disaster.

Judging by Shizuka's expression, though, it only made things worse. Maybe she'd seen this kind of excuse one too many tis.

Either way—

Oikawa let out a quiet sigh of relief. Yui did the sa.

Though, when she relaxed, the movent was… a bit too noticeable. Oikawa found himself montarily dizzy from the sight.

High school girls these days really developed fast.

"Oikawa-nii, Yui-onee!"

Komachi, already used to seeing her brother get scolded, didn't spare him a glance. She ran straight toward Yui.

"Komachi, ya—hello!"

Yui happily grabbed her hands. Oikawa just gave a casual greeting.

"Thanks for inviting to join your club activities."

Komachi bead, squeezing Yui's hands.

"It's not really ," Yui said. "It was Yukino. I got the call from her too."

So I was the only one invited separately?

Oikawa grumbled internally.

No, wait. Kawasaki too.

He glanced over. Kawasaki was already in the van, leaning her head to the side, fast asleep.

Looks like part-ti work during the holidays wasn't as easy as he'd imagined.

"Yukino, over here!"

As they spoke, Yukino Yukinoshita approached from the distance.

She was wearing a stand-collar top with a pair of jeans.

If he rembered right, she didn't wear jeans very often. Still, it suited her. Clean, simple, and it matched her cool, distant aura.

"The pervert is here too, I see."

Yukino shot Oikawa a glance, the kind you'd reserve for sothing beneath you.

"Pervert?"

Oikawa blinked, completely caught off guard.

Since when did he have that nickna?

Was he a pervert?

WAS HE?!

He just had a pair of eyes that appreciated beauty!

That was all!

"I take offense to that. You're insulting my character!"

He protested loudly.

"Is that so?"

Yukino remained perfectly composed. "Just monts ago, your gaze was fixed on certain… areas of Yui."

"???"

"I wasn't! I didn't! Stop making things up!"

Even though it was completely true, Oikawa denied it instantly, putting on the most righteous expression he could manage.

"In that case, I'll pretend it didn't happen."

"What do you an 'pretend'? It didn't happen!"

…Okay, maybe he felt a little guilty saying that.

But was it really his fault?

There were so many beautiful things in the world. He just lingered on them a few seconds longer than most.

"Hey, don't argue."

"Yukino, I bought that novel you recomnded, Your Lie in April. I'm halfway through it, and Arima Kousei is so cool!"

"Being that good at piano since childhood… people who can play piano are amazing!"

Yui smoothly changed the subject.

Once again, Oikawa felt her kindness.

Man… having soone gentle around really was comforting.

Maybe that saying about "generosity cos with volu" had so truth to it.

As for which part was "generous"…

Well, that part was pretty obvious.

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Inside the van, the seating arrangent went sothing like this:

Yukino — Yui — Hachiman — Komachi — Kawasaki

And as for Oikawa…

He was cruelly assigned to the front passenger seat next to Shizuka, because she "wanted soone to talk to."

"Shizuka-sensei, want so jelly?"

Oikawa pulled out a pack of squeeze jelly from his bag.

"I do."

"…Oh. Uh."

He paused awkwardly. "Sensei, you can't just take food from a student, you know."

Well… she didn't exactly "take" it.

She just grabbed it.

"..."

"What about you guys? Anyone else want so?" Oikawa turned to the back.

"I do!"

Yui raised her hand energetically.

Hachiman shook his head.

Yukino's expression clearly said: 'I'm not interested. Don't talk to .'

"I want so too."

Komachi looked hopeful.

Oikawa smiled and handed two packs back to Yui and Komachi.

As for Kawasaki—

She was still asleep, and judging by her expression, probably having a nice dream.

"So, Shizuka-sensei, where exactly are we going? And what are we doing?"

Oikawa opened his own jelly and took a sip.

He'd only bought four, not knowing how many people there'd be.

Good thing so people passed. Otherwise, there wouldn't have been enough to go around.

"Our destination is—Chiba Village!"

That cheerful voice definitely didn't belong to Shizuka.

"Yep. Chiba Village," she confird.

Oikawa didn't even get the chance to ask what they were doing there.

Because Yui suddenly suggested, "Let's sing! Sakura, Sakura—!"

"Yui, soone's still sleeping!"

"Ah! Sorry, I forgot!"

Yui imdiately clamped her hands over her mouth, looking apologetic.

Oikawa couldn't help laughing.

Yui Yuigahama really was such an airhead.

For so reason, he suddenly realized sothing.

Going out like this… was actually way more fun than staying ho and playing gas.

And not just a little more fun.

A lot more.

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