Chapter 193: A Glass of Milk Ignites the Battlefield

Due to the limited space on the living room’s coffee table for four people to place their books, Yagi Miyuki brought in a tall round table just big enough for four to sit around… but he quickly regretted it.

…

“Brother, can you help me solve this equation?”

Michako cozied up next to Yagi Miyuki, ignoring Hoshino Seiya who was sitting on the other side of her brother and Ninomiya-senpai opposite them, alternating between asking about a math problem and then an English one.

“Um… this one you need to…”

While drinking his milk, he explained the solutions to his sister.

“I see.”

Michako pretended to understand, nodding her head. Hmm… she actually already knew the answer.

“If you have any questions, you can also ask me, little sister,” said Ninomiya-senpai, sitting in front of a book that didn’t look like a textbook, twirling a ballpoint pen and smiling, “Miyuki-kun is still having breakfast.”

“Is that so? I think…”

Michako’s eyebrows twitched, about to retort when she saw the two about to argue again. Yagi Miyuki hastily interjected, “Ninomiya-senpai, I can teach Michako. Um, I might need to ask you for some advice later, so please don’t refuse.”

Yagi Miyuki was satisfied with his diplomatic response.

The potential conflict dissipated into thin air. Maybe… he really had a talent for managing a harem.

“I’m looking forward to it,” Ninomiya-senpai said with a pursed smile, her gaze playful as if she saw through Yagi Miyuki’s thoughts. Then, batting her large eyes, she suddenly asked, “Miyuki-kun, can I have some of your white stuff to drink?”

“Hm?”

Yagi Miyuki’s corner of his mouth twitched, saying, “It’s just milk, no need for fancy descriptions.”

“I won’t be shy then.”

Seeing Yagi Miyuki’s nonchalant response, Ninomiya Homura took his glass of milk, glanced around the rim, and then, like a lovesick woman, sipped from where his lips had been, sweetly saying, “Miyuki-kun’s is really tasty.”

“I remember pouring you some tea, right?” Michako said with a displeased look, then clenched her fists, either jealous or disdainful, “Besides, with your figure, Ninomiya-senpai, continuing to drink milk might not be so good.”

Ninomiya Homura’s smile froze.

That hit a sore spot.

“Indeed, it might not be good.”

Ninomiya-senpai quickly regained her composure, mockingly handing the milk to Michako, “Michako-chan should drink more. At this rate, Miyuki-kun won’t be satisfied, right?”

Seeing Ninomiya-senpai’s meaningful look, Michako felt a stomachache, regretting her unwarranted pride.

Why… why does even a glass of milk lead to a fight?

“Hehe.”

Michako’s face stiffened, but soon she smiled again, turning her attention to Hoshino Seiya, “Let’s give it to Hoshino-nee instead, she needs it the most.”

You two shallow women.

Hoshino Seiya couldn’t help but be irritated.

Why does everything have to involve that? It doesn’t matter, right? But… Miyuki-kun’s milk…

Hoshino Seiya was suddenly tempted.

Well… she wasn’t so low to be moved by Miyuki-kun’s leftovers, but as Michako said, she did need to drink more.

Convincing herself, Hoshino Seiya reached out nonchalantly, snatching the milk from Ninomiya-senpai, and said, “Michako is right, I should drink more.”

As she said this, Hoshino Seiya swallowed, her cheeks flushing as she sipped the pure milk from the cup.

“Tsck…”

Seeing this, Ninomiya-senpai rested her chin on her hands, amusedly saying, “Hoshino-san just wants an indirect kiss with Miyuki-kun, right? How lewd~

“Tch—!”

Hoshino Seiya suddenly spat out in surprise, becoming angrily embarrassed as she glared at Ninomiya-senpai. She quickly put down the milk, took out some tissues, and frantically wiped off the mess she had caused on Yagi Miyuki’s face.

“I’m sorry.”

“No worries, I’ll clean it myself.”

Yagi Miyuki, an innocent bystander in this incident, expressionlessly wiped his face dry, then suddenly stiffened, his expression changing dramatically… he felt a foot pressing on his leg under the table.

“Who is it?”

Yagi Miyuki felt a chill run down his spine and instinctively looked towards Ninomiya-senpai sitting opposite him. He remembered that during the last executive committee meeting, she had played similar games, typically seen in certain movies.

Observing Ninomiya-senpai, who was seemingly engrossed in her book, contemplating something, Yagi Miyuki’s suspicion slightly decreased.

“Isn’t it her?”

Looking around the circle, he found both Michako and Hoshino Seiya appeared normal, which gave him a headache.

Although he really wanted to look under the table to see who it was, doing so would undoubtedly alert the other two innocent parties, likely leading to another round of chaos. So, he had to endure.

He now hated himself for bringing this table into the living room. If it had been the low coffee table, no one could have played such tricks under it.

“Ah~”

Suddenly, Ninomiya-senpai let out a light exclamation, and the pen she was twirling flew out of her hand, rolling towards Yagi Miyuki’s feet.

“Miyuki-kun, could you pick that up for me?”

“Sure.”

Looking at Ninomiya-senpai’s serious face, Yagi Miyuki had a bad feeling. Seizing the opportunity, he bent down to look and almost collapsed.

It was indeed this rascal—

Seeing Ninomiya-senpai’s feet almost in his face, covered by thin black stockings, well-proportioned and faintly snowy, Yagi Miyuki unceremoniously pushed them away and gave a firm pinch as a warning.

“Here’s your pen, senpai.”

“Thank you.”

Ninomiya-senpai took the pen from Yagi Miyuki as if nothing had happened, continuing to read her book.

“It’s too hard…”

Yagi Miyuki discreetly observed Michako and Hoshino Seiya, who had completely missed his and Ninomiya-senpai’s small interaction. He first breathed a sigh of relief, then felt overwhelmed.

Too terrifying.

Just being in a room with three women was fraught with hidden “dangers.” If Manyu and Narase-san were also present, he might have literally died on the spot today.

“Ding-dong—”

Suddenly, the crisp sound of the doorbell woke Yagi Miyuki from his thoughts. Frowning slightly, he slowly stood up and said, “I’ll go answer the door.”

For some reason, he had a very uneasy feeling.

This novel was translated on ShanghaiFantasy, https://shanghaifantasy.com/novel/an-extraordinary-girl-is-trying-her-best-to-ruin-my-daily-life/. If you are not reading on this website, it was stolen and aggregated

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