Chapter 1 The goal is to become a healing master
The male lead will join the Service Club, but there won't be any harsh remarks from Yukinoshita; instead, he'll be a bit more venomous towards Hikigaya Hachiman. Just like my synopsis says, it's a story about drawing depressing manga.
Please, dear readers, trust me. You won't see any uncomfortable parts. The anime character designs and plot are very faithful and appropriate.
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The scorching sun hung high in the sky, blazing like fire.
It was the height of summer, the air was hot and dry, and the chirping of cicadas drifted in through the window.
"Hey, Kamiya, read the essay you wrote yourself."
A tall, beautiful, mature woman looked coldly at the student in front of her. At the same time, she extinguished the cigarette in her hand and placed it in the ashtray.
This teacher, named Hiratsuka Shizuka, was the Japanese language teacher for the student in front of her, in class 2-J.
The student was Kamiya Yu, with fluffy, medium-length hair that largely obscured his face. But upon closer inspection, it was not difficult to see that he was a handsome, gloomy-looking young man.
"My name is Kamiya Yu, and my dream is to become the world's best manga artist, to bring healing works to people all over the world, and to become a partner of love and justice."
As for why he had such a dream, it was certainly not related to him looking at Gen Urobuchi's works while walking in his previous life, falling into a river, and drowning.
Hiratsuka Shizuka's eyelid twitched, and she continuously rubbed her temples with her right hand, looking very pained.
"Stop, stop, stop..."
"Kamiya-san, what was the topic of the essay I assigned after class?"
"Um... 'My Future Self as a Dream' as the title, write about my feelings."
Kamiya Yu looked down at the ground, muttering in a small, hesitant voice.
"You know it, don't you? Why would you still write an essay like this?"
She picked up Kamiya Yu's paper and waved it back and forth, the paper rustling.
In her opinion, Kamiya Yu was a problem child. Although his grades in all subjects were decent, his thinking was different from ordinary people. He always liked so-called "healing" works and said strange things.
"Honestly, another problem child."
A sigh was heard, making the atmosphere heavy. Kamiya Yu shifted his feet restlessly, occasionally crossing and uncrossing them.
Soon, Teacher Hiratsuka Shizuka broke the silence.
"Forget it, come with me for a moment."
Hiratsuka Shizuka left her seat and walked out the door, with Kamiya Yu following closely behind.
The two went down to the second floor, walked through the corridor, and arrived at a secluded classroom.
Hiratsuka Shizuka in front of him pulled open the door, and before she could speak, a clear, cold female voice came.
"Hiratsuka-sensei, I believe I told you to knock before entering."
Kamiya Yu looked up. It was a beautiful girl, sitting by the window of the empty classroom, with cherry blossoms occasionally drifting in, adding a touch of artistic charm.
"Even if I knock, you don't answer." Hiratsuka Shizuka replied... "Hiratsuka Shizuka-sensei, is there something you need?"
Yukinoshita Yukino, sitting in her seat, picked up a black strand of hair with her right hand and removed a cherry blossom petal.
"You should know this person next to me, you're in the same class."
"This kid's personality is too twisted; I hope you can help him correct it."
Hiratsuka Shizuka said casually, patting Kamiya Yu's back, causing him to stagger two steps forward.
"This student, whose face is barely visible and probably looks gloomy, must be Kamiya Yu from our class."
"He's always slumped over his desk after class, it's hard not to notice him."
Yukinoshita Yukino spoke softly, flipping through the book in her hand. A few seconds later, she continued.
"Teacher, you should know this is the Service Club, not a problem child collection center."
Her cold voice echoed in the empty classroom, making it incredibly clear.
"Please, let him join the club, to correct his twisted personality."
Hiratsuka Shizuka clasped her forehead, pleading with the girl.
"Um, I don't really want to join. I have important things to do after school."
Kamiya Yu, who had been actively ignored by the two, spoke up, interrupting their conversation.
"You brat, what important thing could be more important than correcting your personality?"
The thirty-something woman beside him ruffled his hair. Of course, Kamiya Yu was angry but dared not speak, and certainly dared not bring up her age.
"I still have to go back and draw manga; I don't have extra time to spend on meaningless club activities."
"Oh, so you mean the Service Club I created is meaningless?"
Yukinoshita Yukino was already a bit annoyed by his interruption, and now, in another sense, he was denying her Service Club, making her speak with displeasure.
"Hiratsuka Shizuka-sensei, I accept your request. I will properly correct his personality, especially by using meaningless club activities to do so."
Looking at Teacher Hiratsuka Shizuka, who was watching the scene, Yukinoshita Yukino closed her book and spoke softly.
"I haven't agreed yet, I didn't intend to..."
Before Kamiya Yu could speak, Hiratsuka Shizuka beside him interrupted.
"Then I'll leave it to you, Yukinoshita."
"And Kamiya, remember to participate in club activities properly. I'll come by to inspect often."
A smile appeared on her face, and Hiratsuka Shizuka, with her hands in her white coat, walked out the door.
At this moment, Kamiya Yu's face held a hint of helplessness; he hadn't even spoken, and the two had already decided for him.
As the door closed, the classroom fell silent, with only the faint chirping of cicadas calling out diligently.
"Hey, hey, no way, how did it turn out like this?"
Kamiya Yu, standing in place, had a jumble of thoughts in his mind, wondering wildly.
Suddenly, a clear, cold female voice broke the oppressive atmosphere.
"Kamiya-san, don't just stand there stupidlike that dead-fish-eyed guy from a few days ago. Go find a chair and sit down."
"Sit down, and we'll discuss your problems."
Kamiya Yu found a relatively intact chair from the back row and placed it next to Yukinoshita.
"Could you not sit so close? Kamiya-san, although I know I'm a beautiful girl with an excellent personality and academic achievements, I still hope you can maintain your distance from me."
Yukinoshita Yukino continued to recount her popular experiences from birth until now.
Kamiya Yu, in his seat, zoned out, his mind wandering, not listening to Yukinoshita's glorious history.
A light, cheerful voice sounded in his mind.
"I am a product born from human emotions. I hope you will make a contract with me and become a warrior of love and justice."
"Oh, about your depressing works from your previous life—no, I mean healing works. Anyway, I've helped you recall them. Good luck, I'm leaving."
[Simply a puella magi madoka magica Kyubey meme]
Before Kamiya Yu could unravel his confusion, the voice in his mind disappeared, and in its place appeared the "healing" works he had watched in his previous life.
His face, hidden by his hair, showed joy. Indeed, he still had to bring "love and hope" to the people of the world, didn't he?
"Kamiya-san, are you listening to me?" Yukinoshita's voice broke Kamiya Yu's reverie, bringing him back to reality.
"Sorry, I zoned out just now." Kamiya Yu mumbled a casual reply.
Yukinoshita beside him frowned slightly, looking at Kamiya Yu with some displeasure.
"Let's talk about your twisted personality. By the way, why were you forced to join the Service Club by Hiratsuka Shizuka-sensei?"
Kamiya Yu sincerely recounted the conversation in the office to Yukinoshita, and the beautiful girl beside him subtly curved her lips.
"You really are miserable, but at least you're better off than Hikigaya was before."