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LIFE, Adulthood, and the University

After the chaos from his high school days, Hachiman found himself enjoying life at the university. Experiencing new stuff and learning invaluable knowledge was a treat. It was peaceful. Then, everything changed when the Monster of Logic got tangled up with some colorful characters. A fiery blonde, an obnoxious big sister and a ditzy, well-meaning senior… yeah, what could go wrong?

The One with the Older Women

My gaze was illuminated with neon lights, creating an artificial mist that accentuated the beauty of this makeshift cave. The water around us was serene and clean, the stalagmites of fake rocks could easily be mistaken for the real thing. Even for a rollercoaster ride, the people who designed this deserve my applause. I stopped with my sight-seeing as the Ice Queen beside me had a look of uneasiness, her hands tightly holding the safety bars. We began to have another chat about Yukinoshita's sister is the one that got her to be nervous around these things. After saying some personal anecdotes, I was drawn to my club president as I thought how vulnerable she looked. If I were to guess, I might look like an idiot with my gawking. I composed myself, readying myself for the climax drop of this mechanical death trap.

"Hey, Hikigaya," she called out softly, gaining my attention once more. I felt my wrist being tugged by her as she faced me, a soft smile beaming at me.

"Save me, someday." Her words, while short and quiet, made me forgot the fact we descended, the winds pushing through my ears felt no bearing as I just stared. Dumbfounded.

And then I woke up from that daydream (nightmare?), seeing now that my university fellows began to sit in one of the many spots of the lecture room. I looked at the looming clock above the whiteboards, indicating it was nearing the first period. Damn, I got here almost an hour ago, and instead of mentally preparing myself for college, I monologue and daydream about events that I can't control at the moment. I didn't get a wink of sleep last night to add. Monkey feathers, if I want to keep my scholarship here, I must focus! Yuigahama and Yukinoshita would have to wait! I still got 'til Christmas to settle things with them.

You are a dirty coward Hachiman. Heh. Coward. A funny word.

Cowardice, a trait commonly associated with villains, scum, and immoral characters. It is the lack of will and failure of a person is facing a specific fear or challenge. Where self-preservation and panic override any desire to be brave or altruistic even. An attribute that always pushes the person to fold his cards, retreat, and save his own hide. The polar opposite of courage. Many a culture and military doctrine had created the stigma that cowardice is an evil that must be shunned or punished.

Many believe that cowardice is a product of selfishness and lack of morals. Which is right in some cases… but not all. I think it's more complicated than that.

While I do agree that cowardice has many faults when taken to its extremes. Many revolts, movements, and ideas were squashed due to having a key member having this trait. But to say that this trait is a useless instinct… that would be wasteful. I firmly stand that cowardice can be a pragmatical virtue. Cowardice can be life-saving at best, and delaying the inevitable at worst! (I also admit this is my personal bias… but hey, it's my belief.)

And as you know, I am a pragmatic man. Taking the coward's way out, without feeling remorse, is one of my legendary 108 skills. I find it very efficient in my daily life. For example, when two people are maiming each other because of some (I'm always assuming it to be petty) reason. I have a chance to be their referee and risk getting punched in the face for my troubles, Like a coward, I would just go on to my merry way! Come on, why help if you're just getting hurt in the process?

I cringed suddenly, remembering that I did a lot of that "noble" bullshit when I was part of the Service Club. I could shake my head at how many times I made a fool out of myself just because it was the more efficient way. It was effective; on the other hand, I endured a lot of punishment. The punishment that I would've avoided if I just stuck to being the coward. I would save a lot of pain if I did.

One of the many life quotes I believe (and failed to adhere most of the time) is that sometimes, cowards do survive!

Damn, now that I've thought about it… if I had a yen for every social suicide, despicable scheme, or acts painting me as the villain… I still won't be rich. But, I can buy a can of Max Coffee with that money.

Ah, why am I even babbling about cowardice all of a sudden? It just makes me even more guilty of the mess I made during graduation. A couple of months had passed, and I still don't have anything to do about that! Tsk, to summarize my point, I am a spineless fool that talks a big game on how I want something genuine. Yet, I treat the feelings of my friends like it was a nuisance… Hey, I'm getting sidetracked again. I should prepare my stuff in case the teacher decide to show themselves.

I shudder at how pathetic I handled that little situation I ended up with. So pathetic even that I didn't even get to enjoy my meal that day… so stupid.

"Save me, someday."

I let my face plant itself on the wooden table. "Oh, Hikigaya you've done goofed now…" I gritted and silently moaned, where is that damned professor now. He's been late for ten minutes. I am dying of boredom here! I could read a light novel or even my textbooks but that's all I did with my summer. Speaking of summer, I am proud it was a productive albeit lonely season for me. I finished all my visual novels on my precious, baby Vita that I don't have any games left. Maybe I could go to the store later to see if there are any new sales-

"Hey pretty boy, is this seat taken?"

I heard someone rudely caught my attention. Why do my good monologues have to be interrupted? And for the woman to even address as, tsk, pretty boy. The audacity of that female to greet me, inside a respected campus, with such a sultry tone. Now normally, I'll give an indifferent reply but I'm not in a passive mood for her shenanigans. I'll just give her a classic Hikigaya glare to scare her-

"Oh, you're breaking my heart here. What's with the silent treatment-?" we simultaneously halted as our visages became clear for both of us. We stared at each other for a few seconds. She managed to regain her composure faster than me. Without asking me further, she took the chair next to mine. Chuckling as she placed her essential belongings on the allotted table. Her hair was a lighter shade of black, flowing down to her shoulders. Her skin immaculately light, without a wrinkle or blemish in sight. Her very face was well-proportioned as if she was gifted by the gods themselves.

"To say I am bumbling with joy at seeing my little logician again! Ne, did you missed your favorite big sister? Oh, what am I saying? Of course, you are! It's been ages Hikigaya. I am positively ecstatic that big sister here shares a class with her favorite whittle, little brother! I almost didn't recognize you, I knew you were going to Chiba University but in the same class? Now this is delightful!~"

Delightful my ass! And to think my day wasn't stressful enough. I said it once, I will say as much as I want. The gods have taken the initiative of making me, an average loner, suffer. Is this my punishment? I ask of thee to answer! Is this my punishment. Is this campus my personal hell, now? Answer me, gods!

I sighed, "The feeling is not so mutual, Yukinoshita." I tried to sound emotionless as possible, but let's be serious. After handling her antics for a couple years. I could safely say that she… adores… that trait of mine. I really need to stop doing things that pique her god-forsaken interest.

And as expected… she smiled… that fake, yet admittedly cute, grin just makes my eye twitch in annoyance. I am never going to get use that.

"Might as well get used to it, honey bunch. It's amazing to see that you still talk aloud when you're so flustered.~"

"I… ah, just forget it."

The older Yukinoshita just whistled a happy tune. Like I was some kind of toy to her… wait, I was always a toy to her! And I have to be in the same lecture room with her once a week. Dear gods, I don't even think I can handle college anymore.

"Say, Hikigaya. What subjects did you pick for the first semester?" she asked innocently as if she was innocent in the first place. That conniving…, "I would rather not tell you but knowing you; you would do anything to find that information anyway. So for the sake of my sanity, I'll text you my school data later. Are you happy now?" I tried my very best to lace every word with venom.

"Immensely," she replied condescendingly.

Well, there goes my first year at this university. I can't really change schools since that would be too impractical. I released another sigh. I turned my attention in front, oh the professor was already writing on the board. I didn't even notice him. Shit, I didn't even get his name! I don't really want to find out that if the lecturer-doesn't-know-your-name-he-will-fail-you rule at firsthand!

After calming myself down, I began to write my notes. The subject doesn't seem to be that hard… I hope.

I suddenly start to glance at the woman remind me, in hopes I could have a clue on what she wants this time.

To my surprise, she was wearing a conservatively. A simple, gray, long-sleeved blouse and a matching skirt. Well within the university's regulations but she wore it with finesse and elegance unmatched by any of my acquaintances. Unfortunately, that… the devil saw me ogling at her. "As much my beauty had captured the monster's heart. Let's focus on acing this minor subject first, Hikigaya." A smug smirk directed at me, she gave me a teasing wink before returning her attention to the lesson proper.

"I wasn't looking at you like that. You misunderstand-"

"Tsundere." she mocked.

This woman… I am only giving her ammo here! Might as well listen to that old man, as if I'm going to win against her at this time. I then shuddered, knowing fully well that there's a slight possibility that Yukinoshita is happy. It's because she's here to avenge her little sister, oh dear lord I hope not! Damn it, devil, making me paranoid in so early in the morning. This first day of adulthood… was bullshit. Full of bullshit that I am not even sure I want to play this game anymore!

I take solace in the fact that the professor was actually passionate about his subject. Might as well learn something instead of thinking of all the bad things of the Queen of Fakers will bestow upon me.

As the morning flew by as if it were on a marathon. My final morning class finally ended as my new prof did his bow and hastily left the room. I'm assuming he has a meeting or something… oh well. I packed up my laptop in my case, keeping sure that all of my belongings were accounted for. I headed for the exit along with with with the other, equally tired colleagues. I headed for the exit to finally end this blasted day

Oh well, you look at that, dad was right. College is way different than high school. The Cafeteria's food here is way better than Sobu's! (Although the selections were lackluster). The people here are less noisy. They are actually using their indoor voices when having conversations! And the best part? You could go outside to eat, no restrictions as long as you get to your class on time! Hell, you can even skip classes! Although I am not planning to my grades will suffer, yet it is nice you have the freedom to bail. Also, I have no afternoon classes today! I was lucky enough that only two subjects had given me assignments. Difficult and grueling ones sure, but the deadlines are next week. I could finish all of it by the weekend. Huzzah!

Good thing my stealth skills still work that I managed (barely) to slither myself away from the claws of Yukinoshita Haruno. I thank my remaining luck that we only had only one similar class. Ethics 101, a popular introductory course for students like me. Ironic that she-devil wanted to know about ethics. Pssh, that woman is crazy I keep telling myself.

I heaved a ragged huff of air, tired and weary even if it was only one in the afternoon. Holding up my neck for a good crack to relieve a stiff neck. I sat on one of the allotted benches outside the campus. The day wasn't relaxing yet bearable enough. I mean, my professors were distant and aloof, but at least they were passionate about their lectures. Only a couple of my minor subjects were a no-show. I might've struck gold in my schedule if I were to base my mom's anguished complaints on how her instructors were indifferent bastards.

But I've got to say, college is tedious but an eye-opening experience. As long I don't bash my heads against the devil, I could enjoy university… maybe. I mean, it was only the first day and some of my majors already gave us a project to prepare for! Unflaggingly "advising" us to read our textbooks in advance. These academic responsibilities are a drag. And to work is to lose… but I need this to earn and save up money for the future. So I can retire in my cozy (well-furnished) home, wrapped in a cozy blanket; and just play games and read books. That is truly the dream for a loner like me.

My wonderful daydreaming was disturbed as I heard a guy complaining to what I believe to be his girlfriend that the stuff he's carrying was killing him. They proceed to do all those lovey-dovey nonsense. Yeesh, good thing I bought a good tablet to insert all of my mandated books in one neat gadget or else I would've been saving for an orthopedic doctor in the future.

Hmm, speaking about heavy lifting reminds of a certain sly fox. I should contact her sometimes. The last time I saw Isshiki was-

"Oh, my head hurts. Calculus was a nightmare!" a person whimpered.

I turned dumbly at the new being sitting at the bench. A good-looking girl, her curly hair fixed in two braids, three, pink hair clips keeping it together. Her eyes were gray yet gave a jubilant aura. I was mesmerized as I stared at a person complaining about her day. She was breathing heavily, an oversized backpack slung over her shoulder. Well, if this was just any other pretty woman, I would gawk at her for a few moments then ignore her. But, this wasn't some stranger since I familiarize her face. This was one of the few people I know that treated me nicely.

"Shiromeguri-senpai?" I asked, still unsure if I identified my senior correctly.

Her once tense face turned into a picture of confusion. She positioned her eyes to look at me. Her confused expression immediately transformed into a relieved one. "Hikigaya?"

I nodded in confirmation, "In the flesh."

Shiromeguri then laughed, remarking her day got infinitely better because of our chance meeting. I blushed at her indirect compliment and gave a warm greeting of my own. We then chatted for minutes getting to know of our respective courses. I found out that she wanted to pursue architecture, blabbering about how hard Advanced Calculus was. I can easily relate to her seeing I despise math as well. But I am more focusing on the fact that she was invested at architecture. I could've sworn she was taking psychology. Heh, I guess I couldn't assume things.

The bubbly girl then reached for her bag, saying that she wanted me to see one of her sketches. She stammered as her tummy grumbled. Embarrassed, Shiromeguri apologized and explained she hadn't eaten yet. My ears perched up in the realization that I was starving as well.

"Say Hikigaya, want to go out for lunch? I know a great ramen shop near us."

Don't say it like that! You're making me queasy if you asked me out for lunch! Now, I being a loner that had played countless of visual novels… it gives me the wrong idea. And the fact that you said it cutely… I would surely fall for you! Ahem, this situation is caused by the Rom-Com gods for sure. And I would have declined her invitation if it were any other day. But seeing that devil and my problems with the Service Club. I need to relax with a beautiful big sister figure.

"Well, I am pretty famished right now. Sure, lead away senpai." I gestured an arm to signal her we can go. She's a nice girl… and I can't really hate her for being like that.

She gleamed. "Alright! Just let me get my bag first."

I fought the urge to say something stupid as Shiromeguri hauled her stressed backpack filled with school essentials, looking in envy at my relatively, lighter suitcase. I felt a whimper of sorrow on her chronic back pains! I admit her innocent pout was cute, so sickeningly sweet that my heart skipped a beat back there. Dang, even though she's my senior… I see her as someone I must protect! Oh Hachiman, you are really worthless sometimes… or most of the times?

"I could help you with your bag." I offered, seeing that my companions breaking her back. Hey, I am still a gentleman for crying out loud.

"Nah, I got this. I've been doing this-" she gasped. "-for three years. I think-"

"Just give me the bag, senpai. Here, you could hold mine." I implored valiantly. However, I am scared how heavy would her bloated piece of leather was going to be.

Shiromeguri simply grinned before plopping her belongings on my arms. And dear lord, I could've sworn that the ligaments of my shoulders were torn off in an instant. My senior had an exasperated expression that screamed "sorry" all over her visage.

This is… how heavy does an Architecture student needs?! I thought they used computers now! Oh man it up, Hikigaya! Do it for your innocent senior! She saved your ass a lot of times from the past. You could lift this! Make it joke even!

"Hey senpai, you sure you don't need a roller bag for this?"

As we walked across the fine streets of Chiba, under the heat of the April sun. My senior and I had finally found the blasted noodle shop. The sign was large and filled colorful, bold letters that shouted "Kakeru Ramen". Huh, a mom and pop shop from the looks of it. The establishment was that of a small apartment complex. Seeing that above the restaurant itself looked to be private property.

Kakeru? What do I feel that I forgot something… eh, must be me being paranoid again.

"Sorry for carrying my bag of mine, I could treat you a bowl for your help." Shiromeguri comforted me the words "Free Food". That devious trek was worth it after all! That walk was only five minutes but carrying a ten-ton bag made it feel like an eternity!

"I'd appreciate it very much." I wheezed a pathetic thumbs-up, basking in glorious victory as my buttocks met the faux-leather cushions. The god-forsaken bag beside me and my acquaintance in front of me. A waitress then took our orders as Shiromeguri was a regular and had chosen for me. I am giving my full trust that she will give a good meal. So don't let me down, please!

The ramen shop itself was homely and gave off a serene feeling. It's a good thing we went to lunch later, the rush hour crowd had left. Leaving a few patrons left dining. Ah yes, the lesser the merrier.

"What's inside of your backpack, anyway?"

Shiromeguri scratched her cheek nervously, "Mostly my projects from last semester, calculators, rulers, drafting papers, two laptops, and a graphing tablet."

I widened my eyes for the umpteenth today, "Two laptops? Why do you need two laptops?"

"One is a high-powered so I can create 3d sketches while the other one is for watching cat videos." she sheepishly answered.

I sweat drop on how cluttered she is. "Aren't you afraid of being robbed?"

She shrugged, "Well, I haven't been robbed as of now so I'm good."

I wanted to rebut her but a steaming bowl of ramen was placed before me. And boy do I want to dig in, I said my thanks and proceeded to eat with gusto.

As I took my first bite, I was enamored how flavorful and rich the broth was. The noodles were smooth and delectable, and the beef bits were succulent. Shiromeguri, I never realized that you were a ramen connoisseur! This is delicious, I feel I am in heaven! My compliments to whoever who made this 'cause this made my crummy day a lot better!

As I slurped some more noodles, I faintly hear someone greeting Shiromeguri.

"Hello, Shiromeguri-senpai. Tobe wants me to ask how was the noodles he made."

"Oh, it's great as usual! This ramen will always make me smile!"

"By the way senpai, who's your friend- Hikio!?"

I agonizingly bit my tongue in shock from hearing that wretched name. I know only one person to the impudence and gall to call me "Hikio".

Preview Title: The One with the New Apartment

Synopsis: Hikigaya is finally at Chiba University as one of its students! After an uneventful first day, it's finally time for him to see his new apartment! What surprises could the "King of Loners" see at his new home?

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