Redo of a Romanceless Author’s Life Devoid of Love; Another Chance at Youth

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Chapter 322. Troubling Developments: An Obnoxious Group of Customers. (3/4)

“This convenience store loser? You shouldn’t make up random lies just because you’re embarrassed about how lame your boyfriend is.” The girl waved her hand dismissively toward Yuna’s claims.

“It’s not a lie.”

“Oh? If it’s not a lie, why don’t we let your boyfriend prove himself? Hey~ why don’t you expose Yuna’s boyfriend? You’ll look like super cool if you do~” She asked the guy she’d clung to in a cutesy fashion as she looked at him with upturned eyes.

The guy awkwardly scratched the side of his head, somewhat reluctant, as he shot me a slightly apologetic look. It seems even though he felt bad about going through with her suggestion, he didn’t want to miss out on the chance.

“Well, would you like me to solve some electromagnetics problems with Maxwell’s partial differential equations in Cartesian, polar, or spherical coordinates to prove it?”

“Huh? Partial what?” The first guy asked cluelessly.

“Oh… uh… sorry. Forget I said that. How about solving some circuits with nodal or mesh analysis using matrix equations?” 

“Nodal... or mesh analysis with matrices?” The second guy repeated just as clueless as the first. I guess there was no point even mentioning inverse matrices.

“Uh… if you don’t know what either of those methods are yet, I guess we could go with some... numerical analysis methods,” I suggested hesitantly.

They still seemed confused.

“So... you haven’t been taught those yet either. Hmm… how problematic. Done any convolution?”

“Convo what?”

“Surely modulation then, right?”

“You mean like 5 mod 2 being 1?”

“That’s modulo, not modulation…”

“Oh.”

“How about Taylor or Fourier series?”

They shook their heads.

“Fourier transforms… Laplace trans- no? Z tran-”

“...”

“Please tell me you’ve at least heard of the term impedance.”

“...” Silence. Dead silence. I felt uncomfortable.

“Hey… what exactly have you guys learned for circuit analysis methods in U1? Surely you at the very least know Kirchhoff's voltage and current laws. Though that’s still some third-year high school physics shit. You should also know some basic algebra, stuff with geometric and arithmetic series in addition to basic calculus using derivatives and integrals by now as well, right?”

“Yeah… we… learned about that stuff in our first year.”

“Haaaaah. I see. Man, huh, I forgot how dogshit U1 was. Sorry, I was only pretending to know what I was talking about just now and threw out a bunch of random terms.” I averted my eyes to the side awkwardly when I said that. I wasn’t about to solve circuits with tedious cavemen analysis methods from the Stone Age when I was aware of all the easier low effort methods that existed.

“Pretending my ass! What the hell are all those things you mentioned? Actually, what year are you in?”

“Sorry, I’m not actually in university. Please forget everything I said.” I squinted my eyes with a constipated expression.

“What? Did you already graduate?”

“No comment.”

“Hey~ this is like totes boring~ like really, what’s with all those boring-sounding terms he keeps blabbering on about? Surely you guys at least know something interesting after a year of uni when you’re going to become engineers, right?”

They don’t. Literally, U1 was all just the bare minimum basics and fundamentals you needed to know. You only learned anything remotely interesting after that. Though a lot of the things you were taught, despite being interesting, were never actually used in practice since computers existed with specialized software to simulate everything and do most of the work for you even if you weren’t good at solving all those equations by hand.

“Useless…” she grumbled to herself quietly, displeased by the two guys who both revealed helpless expressions.

“Hey~ if you were ranking the girls here, would you rank Yuna as being the least desirable?” Since she couldn’t do anything about me, she took aim at Yuna again.

“Isn’t it obvious? She can’t compare to the four of you.”

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“Right? Right? So Mr. Boyfriend, what do you think?”

She leaned forward over the counter and emphasized her bust by squeezing it together between her arms. She had on a white blouse with a slack V neckline so her cleavage was on full display.

I scoffed, “Heh. You say she can’t compare? But if we take a look at the numbers, it takes two of you to get one guy, right? But Yuna alone was enough to get a guy by herself. Wouldn’t that mean she’s overall worth more compared to the four of you individually?”

“Hahaha, but there’s a difference, don’t you think? If the guys are substantially better in quality compared to the guy Yuna got, then we’re naturally the better pick.”

“Well, if telling yourself that lets you sleep at night, feel free to keep thinking that.”

“You’re a very unpleasant guy.” She smiled scarily when she said that.

“Why thank you, I do my best.”

“Shouldn’t you be doing your job rather than hugging your girlfriend at work?”

“Yes, I should.” I released Yuna from behind and moved a short distance away from Yuna closer to the second register.

Rather than hand Yuna the snacks she’d picked up, the girl sidestepped over to my register pulling the guy beside her along to pay as she slid her items over the counter to me.

“Why’re you giving me your stuff? Give it to Yuna.”

“No way, you can’t leave all the work to Yuna.”

Yuna started to cash out the other stuff the second guy was paying for the two girls hugging his arms.

Yuna lightly elbowed me in the stomach when she noticed I was slacking off. It was clear she didn’t want to deal with the girl I presumed to be the leader of this little circle of friends.

“Haaaaah.” With a sigh, I picked up her items and started scanning them. When I finished scanning all the items the girl suddenly picked up something else that caught her eye.

“Hey~ I also want to get one of these. Cash this too.”

It was a red pack of gum. The Rosa faction gum.

“Right.”

She didn’t slide it over the counter like before. Instead, she held it out to me over the counter between her index finger and thumb.

I stuck out my palm from below for her to place it in my hand, but right before my hand was in position, she dropped it a bit too early. 

“Ah.” She let out a small sound as she moved both her hands quickly to catch it, but she ended up grabbing both my hand and the gum together.

“Sorry, I’m a total butterfingers.”

I frowned and hurriedly pulled my hand away from her along with the pack of gum.

“What? You look pretty dissatisfied despite getting the lucky chance to have your hand held by a pretty girl.”

There was something else in my hand beneath the gum that she slipped in when she grabbed it just now. It felt like there was a piece of paper between my palm and the pack of gum.

I scanned the gum and tossed it in the bag with the other snacks then stuffed the hand with the paper in it inside my pocket while I pressed a few buttons on the register with my other hand.

The guy swiped his card and I handed the bag over to the girl. When our eyes met she winked at me flirtatiously from an angle only I could see.

What the hell is she trying to do exactly? Because she’s under the impression I’m Yuna’s boyfriend, is she trying to get me to cheat or something? What a rotten woman. Even without looking at the piece of paper she gave me, judging by her wink, I could more or less guess what’s written on it.

This chick was absolutely no good. If I was some naive kid who’d never had a girlfriend before, I’d probably jump at the chance. She was definitely the type of girl that would squeeze you dry for all your money then toss you to the curb. If I seriously contacted her and met up alone with this type of girl, I wouldn’t be surprised if she lured me into some sort of trap to extort as much money out of me as she could.

Does she seriously think I’m an idiot? These types of girls were the lowest of the low. If you got ensnared in their trap, you might wake up to find a camera on you surrounded by a bunch of scary guys. You either pay up or they ruin your life and beat you until you’re black and blue.

Yuna had to be around this type of girl for a year? I was amazed she’d kept her act together.

“Yuna~ we’ll see you around. Now that we’ve got our snacks, let’s go check out that movie~”

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