As expected from my predictions yesterday, today was supposed to be a sunny morning, but unfortunately, the weather had other plans. It was raining mixed with snow early in the morning.

Wrapped up in the warm blanket, I didn't want to get up, especially since I was hugging the pillow Nana-chan gave me, listening to the raindrops hitting the roof outside with my ears. It was like a symphony composed by nature itself, giving me a luxurious experience reminiscent of the Maldives.

In winter mornings, I'm accustomed to shivering first, and then getting out of bed.

Speaking of going back to the days of waking up early for school, I'm not very willing. After all, the tedious and boring everyday life at school doesn't really spark much interest in me.

Just like now, when I woke up, I realized that the room was unfamiliar. This wasn't my room, and why did the pillow feel so comfortable to touch?

"Huh..." I gently rubbed it a couple of times, and to my surprise, the pillow actually responded with a couple of sounds?! Did I oversleep? I rubbed my groggy eyes and looked at the "pillow" I was touching.

"Sorry!"

Slap! Slap! Was that a double hit?

I woke up early in the morning just to face this, wasting so much time. By the time I made it to the bathroom, Yuka had already finished washing up and was combing her disheveled hair in front of the mirror.

"Hmm, looks like I should find some time to cut my hair shorter. Long hair is just too troublesome and time-consuming."

I stood in front of the sink, trying to wake myself up while looking at myself in the mirror. My puffy face with dark circles under my eyes looked like two butt cheeks. Hinata was brushing her hair next to me.

"Hey, why is my face so swollen? It's as if someone gave me a hard slap..."

If it weren't for the fact that I looked like a swollen face in the mirror, I might have thought it was just my imagination.

"Ah, um..." I could tell that Yuka's mood seemed a bit uneasy. Her hand holding the comb was shaking, clearly guilty.

"Um, who do you think could have done it?" she mechanically turned her head, and her eyes almost welled up with tears. She probably couldn't make up any more excuses.

"Hmph, daring to play pranks on me, how could you not remember it so clearly?" Despite her various probing questions and tactics, I remained silent and smiled.

I didn't want to directly accuse her and hoped that she would voluntarily admit and apologize to me. But then her hand holding the comb suddenly dropped to the ground, and she knelt down, pleading for my forgiveness.

"It's my fault, I shouldn't have been so rough..."

"Hey hey, just knowing that you're sorry is enough. You don't have to apologize so excessively, okay?"

Hearing a slight compromise in my voice, Yuka wiped away her tears, stared at me with her teary eyes, and a mysterious smile appeared on her face. Then, intentionally with a hint of timidity, she looked at me and delivered a blow.

"Are you sure and willing to forgive me?"

"Well, your attitude is quite sincere, so I won't pursue it any further."

Now that's more like it. Living in my house and still trying to vent on me is an infuriating habit, so it's good to crush her spirit and let her know who the real owner of this house is!

Even before I could finish my sentence, she stared at me with her teary eyes and continued.

"You can leave with peace of mind. With me around, Mom and Dad won't suffer..."

"Stop, stop, stop! You were reflecting seriously just a moment ago, and now what's with this thoughtless remark?"

I suddenly realized that I was being led by her nose and stepping into a trap that had long been set!

Yuka acted coyly and took off the thin, almost transparent nightdress on the outside, revealing her purple bra in front of me.

"Wait... What are you doing now? Go back to your room and put on your pajamas!"

"Well, why pretend to have a sense of justice? After all, you've touched me already. Are you afraid to see more?"

Just a moment ago, Yuka was a docile and sensible girl, but now, she instantly became someone else, more like a hot and seductive mature woman.

"What?!" I couldn't continue the thought of what I touched earlier.

"So, you see, it's not entirely my fault, right? From my perspective, it's still you doing something indecent."

"...Sorry, I thought it was the pillow in the room."Finally, I found myself arguing in vain, and if it were reported to the police station, my life would be...

"Tsk tsk tsk, did you see that? The usually helpful good kid turned out to be like this!"

"Yeah, that kid used to greet me often, how did this happen... sigh!"

Then, the busybody women in the streets and alleys started spreading rumors, and it escalated to the point where one cannot imagine!

"I'm really sorry, I won't dare to do it again next time."

"Huh? Your voice is too low, I didn't hear what you said clearly."

This time, it was my turn to kneel on the ground and beg her to say, "I'm really sorry, Your Majesty. Please don't report me to the police. I am innocent!"

"Oh, will you get up when I ask you to?"

"..."

"Hello, is this the police station?"

Seeing that I hesitated for a long time, she took out her phone and dialed without any hesitation.

"Yes, when do you want me to get up, I will get up then!"

"That's about right. I'm going to change clothes, but... don't let me catch you slacking off!"

With a wicked smile on her face, she finished fixing her hair and changed into the school's light blue uniform and maroon checkered skirt.

While she was changing clothes in the room, I took the opportunity to sit down and rest for a while, while also pricking my ears to listen to the sound of the doorknob being turned on the second floor.

Soon, she came out of the room and sat on the sofa with a triumphant look on her face, legs crossed, and a lollipop in her mouth. I occasionally looked up at her face, but her consistent expression seemed to suggest that she didn't want me to get up from the floor so soon.

Taking advantage of the situation, I mustered the courage to beg her, "Your Excellency... (I'm giving in)"

"Call me Youmu!"

"Yes, Your Excellency Youmu, can I not kneel anymore? If I kneel for too long, I'll be late for school."

"..."

"Um... Sister Youmu?"

"Stop bothering me and quickly get me my backpack!"

I don't know what I did to offend her this time, but since she wanted to be angry with me, I had no choice but to follow her.

When we arrived in the courtyard, a large military hovercar was already parked in the center. The lighting was poor at night, so the car's black and gold paint easily went unnoticed by me.

Familiar with riding a bicycle, she easily opened the car door with a deep fingerprint scan.

"Why are you hesitating? Hurry up and drive to school!"

"Oh... what did you say?!"

Did my hearing deceive me? She wants me to drive this big car, and it's a military vehicle!

"Hurry up and drive, we have less than half an hour left to go to class!"

Sitting in the passenger seat, Youmu urged impatiently. I looked inside and outside the car, then pointed at myself and asked.

"Are you asking me to start the car and drive this thing?"

"..."

Seeing her furrowed brow and surprised expression, I looked around to see if there was anyone else nearby besides me.

"Oh, what are you looking at? Hurry up and start the car to go to school!"

Anxiously urged by her, I reluctantly got in the car.

At first, I timidly sat in the driver's seat and prepared to start the hovercar based on the knowledge my father had imparted to me.

Although I had some basic skills before this, facing such a complex operating system made me nervous.

"Um, first warm up the engine, then..."

"Stop dawdling and start the car!"

"Yes, yes!"

Although I said so, for a novice like me who had never driven before, this was not an easy task.

After many attempts, the car finally started and smoothly drove out of the house. Pedestrians on the road all made way for the car.

"Uh, your driving skills are rusty, haven't been driving much?"

"We're almost there, but the car keeps swaying on the road, so I'm worried," Youmu asked concernedly.

"Hehe, it's not that I haven't been driving much, it's actually my first time driving."

"Oh... Ah!"

My revelation that I had never driven before startled her so much that she almost jumped up from the passenger seat and bumped her head, dropping the lollipop from her mouth to the ground."So you've never driven before, then why did you want to drive?!"

"Hey, it was you who insisted that I drive, okay? Hey, why doesn't this car have brakes..."

"What?! You don't know how to brake?"

Oh no, I forgot which one is the brake for the hovercar. And now we're about to crash into the school gate and I still have no clue how to brake!

I mustn't panic and act recklessly now. First, I try to adjust the speed as low as possible.

So that the impact force of the hovercar decreases and gently leans towards the row of tree stumps on the side of the road.

"What...what are you trying to do?"

Yuuka, who realizes that my driving direction seems a bit off, questions me anxiously.

"Just forcefully stopping the car, unless you want to do it?"

I point at the array of complex instruments and control panels with a resentful look in my eyes, saying.

"What the hell, what did you say... Ah!"

Boom!

Before she could finish her sentence, accompanied by a violent impact, the car crashed into the tree stump on the roadside, shattering it completely.

Ha, luckily the students have all gone to class, otherwise this scene would have caused quite a commotion!

"Chun! Jiǔ! Jú! Xī!"

As Yuuka, who came down from the almost smoking car, grabs hold of me like a crazy lioness, she exclaims.

Hey, Yuuka sister, what a coincidence?

Coincidence? Are you itching for a fight? It just happens that we are on the same car?!"

"...Actually, the parts in the car didn't want to cooperate with me, hehe."

Then, I was harshly reprimanded by Yuuka, and this story reminds us not to force ourselves to do something we can't do.