Unfortunately, the MyAnimeList app has stopped working due to legal reasons, but it won't stop me. The website is still operational so I can still write chapters for this. Enjoy.

Apologies if this chapter is a bit shorter than it usually is. Couldn't really adapt much so this episode was solely focused on Yui and Hachiman.

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With his declaration of joining the "battle royale" that had been established many months back, back when he first came to the club, Y/N walked down the road to his apartment. Itsuki and Shizuka had already left on a date, hitting it off so soon.

As he walked back home, he thought of what he would do. His own plan to make the prom successful. In times like these, Hachiman may be the correct one to do this, considering Y/N wasn't the planning type in these types of situations, but he'd have to improvise. He heard footsteps behind him, turning around slightly as Iroha had quickly caught up with him, elbowing his back.

Y/N: Ow...what was that for?

Iroha: Are you an idiot? Why'd you go and make things so complicated? 

Y/N: You've got it wrong. This isn't exactly my fault. She's always been like that. 

She lets out a "hmph" and continues walking forward, Y/N sighing as he starts to walk behind her.

Y/N: At least let me finish. People are stubborn to the bone and it's annoying as hell. 

Iroha: Right, thanks for your self-introduction. 

Y/N: I'm not talking about myself. Sure I can be like that, but I'm not talking about myself. And why're you walking so fast? People only walk fast when they wanna dodge suspicious people peddling stuff on the street. Where are you heading?

Iroha: Not interested. 

Y/N: (scoff) As if I'm in to younger girls. If anyone's with that fetish, it's Hikigaya. 

The two were then silent as they continued walking, the oncoming cars passing by them. They soon stop at a junction, the two waiting so they could cross the street. The brown haired girl then lets out a sigh, gesturing for Y/N to buy a drink for her at the vending machine next to them.

Rolling his eyes, he bought drinks for the both of them. The two then went to a nearby park, the girl pouting at him as Y/N stared at her confused. 

Iroha: Why did you choose these two?

Y/N: You didn't ask, so it's not my fault. It's yours. Just pick one.

In Y/N's hand was his favorite MAXX coffee and another can labeled, Red Bean Soup. Sighing, Iroha takes the Red Bean Soup can from Y/N and the youngest L/N cracks his open, sipping it as he stares at the orange horizon. 

Iroha: Sorry about this. 

Y/N: Hmm? About what?

Iroha: Maybe if I hadn't started this whole prom business, things wouldn't have gotten complicated. 

Y/N: ...

Iroha: What?

Y/N: It has nothing to do with it. Rather, it was perfect timing. 

Iroha: Huh?

Y/N: If we didn't put a stop to it somewhere, it would have dragged on like this forever. Besides, if making this prom succeeds means I can give the middle finger to the old man, I'll gladly make this prom succeed. In any case, we needed a goal, or a stopping point. 

Iroha: Oh, I see...

Y/N: Sorry about this, too, you kind of got caught in this. 

Iroha: Oh...no, it's alright. As long as the prom is a success, I don't mind. 

Y/N: (raised eyebrows) Hmm?

It was silence once more, the only sounds being heard was the rushing of cars quickly passing by. Iroha rolled her can in between her hands, lost in thought.

Y/N: Hey...

Iroha: Huh?

Y/N: Why are you so fixated on having a prom? 

Iroha: That came out of nowhere...

Y/N: Just curious. You never really told me the details. 

Iroha: Let me think. It must be...because Hiratsuka-sensei is transferring this year. 

Y/N: You knew about that? 

Iroha: Yeah, kinda. So I'm doing the farewell address, you know? I just happened to find out. 

Y/N: Mm-hm.

Iroha: That's when it really hit me. I was going to regret it if I didn't give them a proper send off and farewell. 

Y/N: You care that deeply for Hiratsuka-sensei? And I thought my brother's love for her was shocking. Such a heartwarming bond. 

Iroha: Uh, well...I mean, I guess I do to some extent. 

Y/N: Huh? What? 

Iroha: But that's the type of person you are, right? You seem like you'd totally have regrets if you didn't do anything. 

Y/N: Really? I...guess. (thoughts) Most of the time I wouldn't really care. Yet, there are some things I've come to regret.

Iroha: I might be that type of person, too. Despite how it may seem, I don't really have friends, you know?

Y/N: And how exactly do you see yourself?

Iroha: (ticked off face) Hmm?

Y/N: (sigh) Go ahead, continue. 

Iroha: All I have are you guys. That's why I want to give you Yukino-senpai, Yui-senpai, Hikigaya-senpai, Hayama-senpai, and Tobe-senpai and a lot of others a proper send off while I'm at it. 

Y/N: Heh, you're actually pretty benevolent, huh?

Iroha: This is all so I don't have any regrets. I'm doing this for me. And besides, you want to leave feeling refreshed, right?

Y/N: Perhaps.

Iroha: And so that's the reason I want to have a prom. By intentionally taking on extra work, committing a lot of time, pondering and ruminating on things, getting exhausted and frazzled, then getting sick of it and hating it all...that's when I can finally embrace giving up. As a result, saying goodbye becomes a totally refreshing experience, you know?

Y/N: I guess I can sort of understand what you're saying...

Iroha: (pulls Y/N closer) Really?

She yanks his tie to bring him closer, a coy smile making it to her face.

Iroha: In that case...you better get your act together.

She released his tie, lightly punching his shoulder. He rolls his eyes at her and turns around grabbing his bag. 

Y/N: (thoughts) Getting my act together, huh?

Timeskip-Night, L/N Apartment

Now at home, Y/N had to deal with a hyperactive Setsuna, who was running around the apartment parading that Itsuki had finally confessed to Shizuka. 

Y/N: (deadpan) Nee-san, calm down.

Setsuna: How can I!? Nii-san will finally get a wife! Hah!~

Y/N: So? What are you going to do?

Setsuna: Hmm? What?

Y/N: You're not in a relationship yourself.

Setsuna: Please don't say that... (clears throat) Anyway, how goes the prom planning?

Y/N: You know, Yukino-chan being stubborn as usual, that asshole trying to prevent it. The usual.

The older sibling only gained a smug grin as she poked Y/N's cheek, who looked at her annoyed.

Y/N: (irritated) Nee-san...

Setsuna: You did it again. You added the "chan" in her name.

Y/N: So?

Setsuna: Hehehe.~ Have you been flirting with her?~

Y/N: No...well...

Setsuna: (fake tears) My little Y/N is growing up. I'm so proud.

Y/N: Shut up.

Setsuna: Now then, bed time for you mister.

Y/N: Sheesh. You my mother or something?

Setsuna: (glare) Mum's the word.

Y/N: ...Heading to bed now.

As Y/N went to his room, laying on his bed, he thought of what he could do to help the prom out. Nevertheless, make it succeed.

With a sigh, he turned off the lamp on his bedside table, turning the other way and closing his eyes. Drifting off to sleep slowly, he begins to dream. Dreaming about her.

Next Day

It was the next day, Y/N yawning as he walked into the locker room of Sobu. The gossip of girls talking about him had died down immensely, the only thing on everyone's minds was the prom. As he made it to his locker, opening it to get his school shoes, he heard a voice.

Yui: Morning!

Y/N turned to Yui's voice, seeing the bubbly girl walking up to him. Hachiman could be seen walking into the school building, walking to his own locker.

Y/N: Osu.

Yui: Geez, time sure does fly, huh? I barely made it on time today. 

Y/N: I suppose. So? Did you two do anything yesterday?

Yui: No. Hikky had to go home early. What about you, L/N-san?

Y/N: Uh...well, a lot happened. In any case, I'll try to make the prom happen. 

Yui: (smiles) Oh, yeah? 

Y/N: Yeah, I'll figure something out.

Yui: Yeah, I get it. It's because you're helping Yukinon, right?

Y/N: More like competing against her.

Yui: Yeah...huh? What?

Y/N: Oh, don't misunderstand. She's stubborn as a bull. Always has been. She'd rather do it on her own, so I thought the best course of action was to compete against her.

Yui: O-Oh...you know, L/N-san, sometimes, you're incredibly dumb.

Y/N: That's my line, dumb girl.

Yui: L/N-san! I'm not dumb! In fact, you called me that the first day we met!

Y/N: Yeah, I did.

Yui: (clears throat) Did you really talk to her?

Y/N: Like talking would solve this. 

Yui: I guess not.

Y/N: It sure can't. That's why, turning it into a competition is the only way. Anyway, the first step is to bring all this prom stuff to an end. 

Hachiman: No, talk happens before then.

Y/N: Oi, don't sneak up on me. But, yeah. As for the club, we'll cross the bridge when we get to it. 

Hachiman: What's your plan?

Y/N: I'll figure it out somehow. Still working on it.

Yui: Hey, L/N-san...

Y/N: Hmm?

Yui: (determined) Would you...mind if I helped you out with that?

Timeskip-After School, Soizeriya

Heading to the local diner that was nearby at school, the other three Service Club members met up.

Hachiman: Have you considered a variety of things?

Y/N: More or less. But, we'll have to sway the PTO by giving them a new bias.

Yui: Bias...oh! Like vibes!

Hachiman: No. (thoughts) What's with that "I get it!" look? You can't just bring up a totally different word as if it makes sense!

Y/N: A bias is usually favoring something for some stupid reason. Or something like that. 

Yui: Oh...?

Hachiman: So basically, in order to create a new bias, you're going to plan one more prom?

Y/N: Yeah. Separate from the one Yukinoshita and the student council are planning. 

Hachiman: Makes sense.

Yui: ...Why? 

Y/N: Considering how the PTO took it, the existence of the prom is considered bad. However, if we create something that's even worse than that, they'll be more open to the old prom. 

Yui: Makes sense, I guess?

With a sigh, Hachiman grabs a piece of paper and a pencil to explain Y/N's plan to Yui.

(A/N): Obviously it's supposed to be Hachiman doing it, but this is a M!Reader x Yukino so basically, replace Hachiman's lines (most of them) with you.

Hachiman: Sugar makes you gain weight. So it's better not to eat things like ice cream and sweets and stuff like that. 

Yui: (nods) R-Right. This is out of nowhere...

Hachiman: But, when an ice cream with half the calories enters the discussion as a new option, you start thinking that it might be okay to have some, yeah?

Yui: Yeah, I can eat two of them. 

Hachiman: That's wrong, but...well, you get the idea. (clears throat) What L/N's planning on doing, he's going to make plans for another prom that will make the original prom ideas look good. By giving them two options, we'll make the PTO feel like they have to choose. 

Yui: Oh...makes sense. The prom that Yukinon and Iroha-chan are doing is the one with half the calories, right?

Y/N: In Hikigaya's explanation, yes.

Yui: Ah, but you know, they never wanted the prom from the beginning, right? What if they say no to both of them?

Y/N: That's a good point, but I don't think that'll be a problem. 

Yui: Huh?

Y/N: The school administration doesn't actually want us to cancel prom. If they did, they wouldn't use the word "voluntarily." 

Yui: You're right!

Hachiman: So we're good on that front. The problem is we have to make a purposely awful, yet legitimately prom proprosal.

Y/N: It needs to be fairly serious and doable for it to work. 

Yui: O-Okay.

Y/N: Not only that, we're also lacking the manpower and time. We don't even have a budget to work with from the get-go. 

Yui: I guess the better question is, "What DO we have?" 

Hachiman: (clears throat) Allow me to introduce the best helper on the market.  A person with excess time on their hands and who will work absolutely no pay at all...

Y/N: Why do I feel like I'm going to regret your suggestion? (sigh) Whatever. Who is it?

Hachiman: A student from our school. Order now and get them totally free for 24/7/365!

Y/N: ...Why did you do it in that tone of voice?

Yui: That's super exploitative! (crosses arms) Let's be real, are there any people who will actually go out of their way to make a plan designed to fail?

Y/N: I'm guessing that's the real problem?

Hachiman: (leans back in seat) Yeah... (gets phone) I'll try and call some people who might be reasoned with. 

Yui: Oh, me, too. L/N-san, what about you?

Y/N: I barely talk to people. Even then, the only people I have contact information with is my siblings, Hikigaya, Hayama, and Saki. That's pretty much it.

After awhile of calling, they ordered some food. About ten minutes later, their food arrived.

Yui: Want some salad?

Y/N: Sure.

Hachiman: Just a bit. Don't give me any tomatoes.

Y/N: (thoughts) And Saki tells me I'm similar to Noctis.

Yui: Eat the tomatoes, too. It's not good to be so picky. 

Hachiman: Wait, I'm not picky. Tomatoes make me gag. Those things are all gloopy, you know?

Y/N: Yeah, I do get what you're saying. It does make me want to puke sometimes. 

Hachiman: I seriously can't stand them. 

Yui: That's what good about them. Here!

Handing a small plate of salad to Hachiman, he puts down his phone, but pauses. On the plate was salad as requested, but there was tomato on it, along with a brownish-yellow dressing on it. He picks it up with his fork, staring at it, debating whether he should eat it or not. Taking a gulp, he eats it and chews it, holding back his disgust. He then gulps, letting out a sigh.

Yui: You're like a little kid. 

He stops to look at her, Yui having her hands cup her own face, gushing at the sight. Y/N raises his eyebrows briefly before he started to eat his own portion of the salad. 

Hachiman: (awkwardly looks to side) There are a lot of adults that hate tomatoes, too.

Yui giggles before Y/N's and Hachiman's attention were brought over to near the entrance. Sighing with annoyance, despite this was their only choice, their solution, possibly, was Zaimokuza Yoshiteru. The glasses geek was currently standing, awkwardly looking around before he spotted the three.

He waved with a smile as he went over to them, Y/N internally cursing himself before he pushed that thought to the side. Either way, he needed the glasses geek's help. That's when other people started to show up.

Small Timeskip

The reinforcements they had called, the ones to arrive being Zaimokuza, Saki, and Saika. The three sat in front of the other three, Y/N bowing his head slightly.

Y/N: First of all, I want to apologize for having you guys come out here so suddenly. I, uh...I appreciate.

Zaimokuza: Sure!

Saika nodded happily with Saki flicking Y/N's forehead, sending a playful glare at her cousin while Y/N was irritated, rubbing his forehead.

Y/N: In any case, I have an unfortunate announcement to make.

Saika/Saki/Zaimokuza: Hmm?

Y/N: Do you know what a "prom" is?

Zaimokuza: Hmm, no idea. Therefore, it will now become something I know. 

The glasses geek pulls out his phone, searching the word "prom." He nodded a few times as he read the definition before his hand started to shake.

Zaimokuza: What is this demonic event that exists solely to satisfy ephemeral hedonism and seek validation from all the popular types!? People who glorify events like this are always the same once they get to college! It's all, "So like, my high school had this prom..." which they spout off in their cool event clubs...exaggerating the truth and falsifying their past to become a historical revisionist...

Saika glanced over to Zaimokuza's phone, looking amazed. Saki wasn't surprised, considering Setsuna had sent over the measurements to her so she could make a new suit for Y/N. Then again, she was aware mostly because she was handling Yui's dress when they were making the promotional video. 

Zaimokuza: ...who can claim they've been a hip party rocker from the very start! 

Hachiman: They're trying to hold a prom at our high school, but we are going to oppose this prom. 

Zaimokuza: (grins and pushes up glasses) We're basically the anti-prom then, right? 

Yui: No, we can't do that!

Y/N: Well, it's not really too far from the truth. 

Yui: What!? How!? 

Zaimokuza: (grin widens) I see! We really are the anti-prom!

Hachiman: (clears throat) Uh, opposition is opposition, but that doesn't mean we are anti-prom. We will have a prom. 

Zaimokuza: What? 

Small Timeskip

Y/N: And I'd like you all to help come up with a new plan for a that prom. 

Saika: Y/N-san, I'm going to ask you something, okay? If I don't, then this will just end in me not understanding, like always. I kind of hate that.

Y/N: (sigh) Ask away.

Saika: Y/N-san, what do you want to do? Hearing you talk about it, I didn't get the impression you were personally interested on having a prom. And moreover, it's kinda weird that you're keeping this from Yukinoshita-san. 

Y/N: ...It's true that I'm not really interested in this prom. It's because...

Saika: I'm sorry. But we want to properly understand you, too. 

Y/N: (deep breath) Yukinoshita's being stubborn as a mule, wanting to accomplish this by herself. She's always relied on me in the past and I'd help her, even if I didn't have any reason to. I just...remembered something. That's all there is. I guess...I just want to make that prom a reality for her. 

With understanding, Saika nodded, Saki internally sighing as he somewhat confessed. 

Y/N: The plan that I'm trying to make is a throw-away one. So it'll basically add amount to nothing. If you're okay with helping in spite of that...then I would really appreciate it. 

Saki: (sigh) As much as I'd want to help, I'm lending Yukinoshita a hand. I have to put in my all into that.

Y/N: That's fine. Just don't cry when I win.

Saki: Hey, that was different. We were younger then. This'll be different.

Y/N: Sure, keep telling yourself that. I do in fact appreciate you helping Yukinoshita and the others. 

Saki: Sorry about it. But, you have my encouragement.

Saika: Same here. I have my club so I can't help with anything...but let me know when you need some manpower. Everyone in the Tennis Club will help out. 

Y/N: (grins) Yeah. Thank you.

Zaimokuza: (gets out of seat) At this time of day, they must be around the Lucky West arcade. No wait, maybe Numa Ace.

Yui: (looks to Y/N and Hachiman) Huh?

Y/N: (shrugs) Don't ask me.

Hachiman: Er, Zaimokuza? Are you there? 

Zaimokuza: (grins) Well, it seems I have no choice in the matter. (places two coins on table) You needed manpower, right? Open your schedule tomorrow, I will be in touch!

Y/N: Uh, yeah...sure. You're a huge help.

Zaimokuza: (walks away gleefully) Wait! And hope! (laughs heartily) 

After finishing up their dinner at the diner, Yui and Hachiman were walking out the diner with Y/N. The girl looked at Y/N with a question.

Yui: L/N-san, what are we going to do?

Y/N: Hmm...for the time being, we'll have to find materials and draw up a plan for the proposal.

Heading to an office like area, where they could rent computers to use, they stood in front of the receptionist.

Yui: Which one should we choose?

Y/N: Anything, really.

Hachiman: W-Well, we'll be working, so I prefer one with a recliner.

Yui: Thought so. But if we're going to write up a proposal and coming up with lots of things, wouldn't it be better to pick a room with a screen for movies?

Hachiman: But that might be hard to do if the computer we use doesn't have power point.

Y/N: Huh? Almost every computer has power point.

Receptionist: We have rooms with that available.

Yui: Oh, really? Thank you! You heard her!

Y/N: I guess we can take a pair room, then.

Small Timeskip

Purchasing the pair room, Y/N sat in one of the chairs with Yui sitting next to him, Hachiman standing behind the two.

Yui: So, hey, I actually looked up some prom stuff, too. Our school doesn't have a building like this, right? It looks like a dance hall.

Y/N: That's what it is.

Hachiman: There probably isn't any specific place that proms are thrown in.

Yui: Oh, then let's have it in Dizknee!

Y/N: That is impossible. Budget-wise, at least.

Yui: I know, but...I just wanted to say it.

Hachiman: Though that's a very Chiba-centric place to have it.

Yui: But as far as the rest of the world knows, it's more like Tokyo.

Hachiman: It's in Chiba, period. 

Yui: You're so stubborn! Let's see...okay then, the Ryugujo Spa Hotel Mikazuki!

Y/N: It is Chiba-centric, but it's not ideal for a prom. 

Yui: That's not true. (gets phone) I went there with my family...see!

Taking out her phone, she shows the two boys of it. It did look like somewhere where they could hold the prom. But, Hachiman's mind was somewhere else.

Hachiman: (thoughts) Gahama-mama looks so young. Genetics are amazing! (normal) What's with this pool? Looks obscene.

Y/N: Oi...

Yui: Huh!?

Hachiman: Geez, it's like a night pool. One of those they use to have crazy college parties. 

Yui: I-I-It's not obscene!

Y/N: (sigh) Anywhere that's kinda far will pose a problem. It'll be good to take some pictures beforehand, so somewhere close should be good. 

Yui: Pictures, huh...? Oh, how about the beach?

Hachiman: The beach? Which one?

Yui: The one near the school, right around here.

Y/N: That's Tokyo Bay.

Yui: (elbows Y/N) So what? Anyways, it's fine since it's that beach. We can see it from the school, right? And also, every evening the sun goes down behind the ocean...when I see that, I think about how pretty it is, and how much fun I had that day.

After a few more minutes of researching, Y/N was the first to leave. It was nighttime already. The only thing on his mind was of what Yui had described him earlier. At the beach, Tokyo Bay, the orange horizon showing as the sun was setting.

But, he could get her out of his mind. The only thing he could see was her in a beautiful white dress, holding a bouquet of flowers in her hands. When he looked up at her, she mouthed something, but he couldn't make it out. As he reached his hand out, the day dream ended, him only to see that he had his hand extended out towards the moon. Sighing to himself, Y/N kept walking home, wondering what it meant. Wondering what he saw meant. At the moment...he could only move forward.