Yukinoshita’s Method of Correction [28]

Yukinoshita Yukino opened her mouth as if to say something, but Yuigahama Yui had already dashed out of the room.

With a look of exasperation at Higashigumo Sugi, Yukinoshita turned to Hikigaya Komachi. “Let’s wait for her to come back before continuing.”

“We can chat about something else in the meantime,” Komachi said, curiosity bright in her eyes. “How did you two meet, anyway?”

“You just heard it: the story of how Hiratsuka-sensei tricked me—that’s how I met her,” Higashigumo answered easily. “Then I discovered her problems…”

“I was the one who discovered your problems,” Yukinoshita interrupted. “That’s when I started looking for ways to correct you.”

“Say whatever you like,” Higashigumo waved a finger, “at least until I win for the second time.”

“You can only make me change my wording if you win, but you can’t change the facts.” Yukinoshita’s smile was gentle, but her eyes were anything but. “And that’s assuming you can win a second time.”

“Ohhh!” Komachi leaned forward, eyes sparkling. “So you two have some kind of secret vow or promise?”

“No, it’s just a contest—a battle for supremacy.” Higashigumo explained, “The winner can make the loser do anything.”

“Oh~” Komachi nodded in understanding. “Sounds like you two are into some spicy stuff.”

“Why do you always put it that way…” Higashigumo glanced at the silent Yukinoshita. “Aren’t you going to say anything?”

“She’s already made up her mind, so no matter what we say, she’ll believe what she wants to believe.” Yukinoshita replied expressionlessly. “Trying to explain it will only make her more certain. The more you deny it, the more convinced she’ll be.”

Komachi blinked. “So you’re not denying it?”

Yukinoshita gave Higashigumo a silent look: See? I told you.

“Fine.” Higashigumo gave up too.

“Sorry, sorry, I’m just used to teasing my little brother, so I couldn’t help myself,” Komachi pressed her hands together. “Forgive me, okay?”

“Little brother?” Higashigumo recalled Yuigahama’s earlier description of her chuunibyou friend. “The one who writes up ‘mission reports,’ tries to save the world, builds super robots out of clothespins, crafts weapons from rubber bands and foil, and cosplays with your dad’s coat and your mom’s fake fur scarf?”

“That’s the one! This world used to have seven gods: the Three Pillars of Wisdom under the Creator God—Grand, the Warrior Goddess—Mexica, and the Guardian of Hearts—Hatia. Then under the God of Destruction, there’s the Mad King—Otu, the Lost Sanctuary—Log, and the Doubt God—Doubt Lailai, plus the forever-owing Nameless God. They made the world cycle through prosperity and decline, and now it’s the seventh cycle. To prevent another catastrophe, the world is searching for the reincarnations of these seven gods. The most important, and whose powers are still unknown, is the forever-owing Nameless God—who just happens to be my adorable little brother…” Komachi rattled off the lore in one breath, then sighed. “I was pretty troubled about it for a while, but lately he’s stopped writing divine diaries and organization reports—though the ‘Never Forgive List’ keeps getting longer.”

“Everyone goes through a phase like that,” Higashigumo recalled. “There was a time I used to plot out movies in my head before falling asleep.”

“Exactly, it’s nothing weird.” Komachi shrugged. “Not that long ago, he’d explain all his backstory to me and beg me to seal his right hand if he ever lost control. But soon after, he couldn’t stand it himself. Now, if I bring it up, he just clutches his head and rolls on the floor making weird explosion sounds.”

No cracks to crawl into, Higashigumo couldn’t help laughing at the image. “If there was, he’d have buried himself already.”

“It’s his punishment!” Komachi puffed up her cheeks and waved her little fists. “He made me memorize all that lore, and when I finally did, he pretended it never happened!”

“Middle school is just that age,” Higashigumo mused. “The more you tell them not to do something, the more they want to do it. The more they’re ignored, the more they want to prove they exist. But if you take them seriously, they get embarrassed.”

“So true.” Komachi nodded vigorously. “That’s exactly how he is now.”

“When he grows up, he’ll feel something different,” Higashigumo tapped his temple with two fingers. “Once he becomes a proper adult, all those embarrassing childhood memories will blur, and what’ll stand out is how moved he was that his big sister took him so seriously.”

“Well, that’s what big sisters are for. If I didn’t memorize his settings, who else would?” Komachi sniffed with mock pride, tilting her chin up. “That last comment deserves full Komachi points!”

“If you’d just exposed his fantasy from the start,” Yukinoshita suddenly spoke, her tone colder than ever, “you wouldn’t have these troubles now.”

“But then I’d have different troubles,” Komachi smiled. “Between his disappointment after the fantasy’s shattered and his current embarrassment, I’d rather watch him squirm.”

Higashigumo snapped his fingers. “Now that deserves full Komachi points!”

Komachi gave him a knowing look. “Great minds think alike!”

Yukinoshita opened her mouth, as if to say something, but in the end, she didn’t.

Her pink lips pressed tightly together.

“I’m back!” Yuigahama burst in, opening the door. “Komachi, here’s your SPORTOP.”

“Thanks!” Komachi accepted the drink with delight. “Defying the no-sugar, low-calorie trend so openly—respect!”

“I don’t really get it,” Yuigahama handed a strawberry yogurt to Yukinoshita. “Yukino-chan, this one’s for you. I got the same.”

“Ah… right.” Yukinoshita seemed to come back to herself. “Thank you.”

“And here’s your iced cola.” Yuigahama handed the cold can to Higashigumo. “Now will you teach me the Great Transportation?”

“Hold on.” Higashigumo cracked open the can and took a big swig. “That’s the Great Transportation. Got it?”

“Huh?” Yuigahama stared blankly. “I thought it meant you could get whatever you wanted?”

“Exactly. I wanted an iced cola.” Higashigumo took another drink, shaking the can. “And now I’m drinking it, aren’t I?”

“Hey! Liar!” Yuigahama smacked him in annoyance. “So your ‘Great Transportation’ is just tricking people into buying you drinks?!”

“More precisely, it’s using the promise of teaching the Great Transportation to get someone interested enough to do what you want,” Yukinoshita smoothly inserted her straw. “And now, you’ve learned it yourself.”

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T/N: im gonna use this

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