Campione Scumbag in Mash-up Anime
Chapter 183: The Drastic Change in Yukinoshita Yukino’s Life Part 3 (Final)

Chapter 183: The Drastic Change in Yukinoshita Yukino’s Life Part 3 (Final)

In the morning, after ten days that felt like a lifetime, Yukino woke up exhausted.

Her apartment felt increasingly cramped and stuffy. The faint smell of last night’s instant noodles lingered in the air.

The dark circles under her eyes were now more pronounced, contrasting sharply with her pale skin. Yukino stepped into the bathroom, staring at her reflection in the mirror.

Her face, once cold and haughty, now looked thinner and slightly wilted.

Her morning routine was far from the luxury of her past.

No more maids preparing breakfast, no more luxury cars waiting for her.

Only deafening silence, interrupted by the sound of passing vehicles outside.

Yukino made a cup of cheap instant coffee, its bitter and unpleasant taste barely masked by the caffeine that helped keep her awake.

*🎶🎶🎶*

In the midst of her monotonous morning routine, her phone rang. Yukinoshita Haruno’s name appeared on the screen.

"Hello, Nee-san."

Yukino greeted, trying to keep her voice steady, hiding any trace of exhaustion or despair.

"Hi, Yukinon! How are you? You’re doing okay, right?"

Haruno’s voice, as usual, was cheerful with a hint of mockery, but Yukino could sense a hidden weariness behind it.

"I’m fine."

Yukino lied. She would never mention the sexual harassment she endured at work.

It was too humiliating, too degrading. Her remaining pride refused to reveal such a disgrace.

"I’ve been busy with part-time work."

"Oh, really? Yukinon working? The world really has changed."

"How are Mother and Father?"

"..."

A brief silence followed Yukino’s question.

"Mother... she’s not doing well. Since the Yukinoshita family fell, she’s been ill. I don’t know what’s wrong, but she’s always complaining of headaches and nausea. Probably stress."

"And Father?"

"Father? He’s trying to hold on. Once a respected city council member, now he delivers newspapers in the morning and takes whatever manual labor jobs he can find at night. Carrying goods, cleaning stores... anything to survive."

There was a faint pain in Haruno’s voice, something Yukino rarely heard.

Yukino closed her eyes. Her father, always calm and dignified, now reduced to menial labor.

"And you, Nee-san? How are you?"

"Me? I’m fine. I’m working at a fast-food restaurant. It’s decent. At least I get some free meals. You know, the food there isn’t actually that bad."

’A fast-food restaurant?’ Haruno, always graceful, intelligent, and popular, now working at a fast-food restaurant...

The thought made Yukino’s conscience ache with guilt.

"By the way, Yukinon, the reason the Yukinoshita family fell is because of the Shinomiya family. They sent warnings to all our relatives and old business associates. Essentially, no one is allowed to help the Yukinoshita family in any way. They really want to crush us to the roots."

"I’ve been racking my brain, but none of our family has ever directly dealt with or offended them. We’re not even on their level. It’s like... an unprovoked attack."

Hearing her sister’s confusion, a chilling realization struck Yukino like a bolt of lightning in broad daylight.

A bad premonition she had tried to deny now surfaced clearly. No. It wasn’t unprovoked. This had to be because of her.

Yukino recalled her harsh behavior toward Ren—the Campione served by the Shinomiya and Momobami families.

’Stupid. I’m so stupid.’

Yukino felt nauseous, regretting every harsh word, every condescending glance she had thrown at Ren.

Her arrogance had dragged her family into ruin. Yet, she didn’t dare tell anyone, especially Haruno.

How could she explain that this entire disaster, the destruction of her family, the suffering of her parents and sister, might be because of the hubris of a foolish young girl?

Yukino could only regret her arrogance in silence, letting guilt gnaw at her soul.

"Well, that’s how it is, Yukinon. So, take care of yourself in Tokyo. Don’t get sick. If anything happens, don’t hesitate to tell Mother, even though she’s unwell."

"You too, Nee-san. Take care."

After the call ended, Yukino dropped her phone onto the bed.

She blamed herself for provoking Ren. She had brought this disaster upon them. Her parents’ and sister’s suffering was a direct result of her foolishness.

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Yukino’s daily life continued in an exhausting cycle.

Work, eat cheaply, sleep briefly, and work again.

But the most sickening part was the sexual harassment at work from her manager, the repulsive Shimoda Yoshihiro.

Over time, the harassment grew more outrageous, slowly eroding what little dignity Yukino had left.

Yukino stood behind the cash register, her body stiff like a robot.

"Welcome!"

The words left her lips automatically, devoid of emotion, a trained response.

Customers came and went one by one.

A hurried office worker buying canned coffee, a housewife with a stroller, a few high school students with laughter that felt so foreign to Yukino’s ears.

She scanned items, took money, and gave change, all in tense silence.

Her mind worked like a machine, but her soul felt numb.

Suddenly, the shop door slid open, and a young man stepped inside.

The morning light streaming through the door briefly illuminated his silhouette, but Yukino recognized him instantly.

"...?!!!"

*THUMP!* *THUMP!* *THUMP!*

Her heart pounded wildly, hammering against her ribs like a sledgehammer. Her body trembled uncontrollably.

There was no mistake. She recognized that dark brown hair, those sharp eyes, and the dominant aura radiating from him. It was Rokuhara Ren!

"..."

Ren stepped inside, his gaze casually sweeping the store. He grabbed a cold drink from the fridge and walked toward the counter.

He didn’t immediately look at Yukino, his mind preoccupied with a boring archery camp.

"Excuse me..."

Yukino’s voice was barely audible, like a whisper of wind. She tried to muster courage, forcing herself to function.

"Hm?"

Ren held up the drink bottle, and that’s when his eyes glanced at the cashier. His usually calm face showed a flicker of surprise.

’Yukinoshita Yukino? What’s she doing here?’

He noticed the convenience store uniform Yukino wore, the faint dark circles under her eyes, and the tired expression on her once-flawless face.

’So that’s it. The Yukinoshita family is truly finished.’

A faint, almost imperceptible smile curved Ren’s lips.

He recalled their last meeting, how Yukino had glared at him with arrogance and disdain. He remembered how infuriating her overbearing pride had been.

’I never would’ve imagined seeing Yukinoshita Yukino working part-time in a place like this. Something she’d never have done, considering how wealthy her family once was.’

Ren glanced at Yukino, his sharp eyes noting every change in her.

The exhaustion, the doubt, and the faint fear now evident in her blue eyes. A stark contrast to the Yukino he once knew.

’Credit to Shinomiya Gan’an. He really knows how to get things done. An entire prominent family destroyed just because one of them dared to offend me. Efficient and clean.’

Ren held the drink bottle, letting Yukino tremble under his gaze.

He savored the moment, a small victory over the arrogance he had once endured. This was a lesson for those who dared to belittle him, for those who didn’t know their place.

"How does it feel? Living in this ’harsh’ society? No more unlimited allowance, having to work in a place like this?"

Ren spoke, his voice low and calm but cutting.

Fear crept through every fiber of her body, but a burning anger simmered beneath it. Yukino gathered what little courage she had left.

"This is all your doing, isn’t it?"

Nodding slightly, a faint smile still on his lips, Ren didn’t deny it, not even a little.

"..."

Yukino clenched her fists under the counter, her nails digging into her palms. The anger she had suppressed, the guilt gnawing at her, now erupted.

"Why?! Why did you have to involve my family?! If you hated me, just punish me! Do whatever you want to me! But why destroy them?!"

Her voice nearly broke, but she held it together, refusing to show weakness in front of this man.

Ren sighed, as if bored by the question.

"Your family isn’t blameless. After all, they raised you. They shaped that arrogant, cold personality of yours, acting like the world revolves around you. Did you think you could insult anyone you pleased just because you were born into a prestigious family?"

Yukino’s eyes widened. Ren’s words stabbed straight into her core, hitting the regret she felt most deeply.

"It could’ve been prevented with better upbringing. One that taught humility, respect, and self-awareness. But they didn’t. So, they’re also responsible for the ’product’ they created."

Ren emphasized the word ’product,’ as if Yukino were merely a defective object.

"..."

Yukino couldn’t argue. Everything Ren said was true, though she hated admitting it. She had indeed been raised in an environment that glorified arrogance and social status.

"How much is it?"

Ren had no interest in continuing the debate. The conversation was over.

Yukino snapped back to reality.

"O-one... one bottle... 130 yen."

Ren nodded, handing over a 1,000-yen note.

"Keep the change. Consider it charity from me."

"..."

Yukino didn’t dare refuse this time. She knew it was a taunt, a brutal reminder of her current position.

With trembling hands, she tucked the change into her uniform pocket, avoiding Ren’s gaze.

Ren smiled faintly, satisfied. He turned and walked out of the store, leaving Yukino standing rigidly behind the counter.