I, who advocate giving up, feel like a disqualified person

"No... Actually, this umbrella is indeed mine..."

Although I feel a little embarrassed, I really don't want to go through the trouble of hiding it. Besides, it can be completed as long as I find someone to entrust it to, so I'll just help them.

"Wow... no way!" She looked at me excitedly, "What can you prove?"

"Actually, I made a mark here..." I pointed to the umbrella handle.

"Really? But what does this mean? It's not the abbreviation of your name." Vice President... Xiao Yu also came over.

"As for the markings...it's fine as long as you can recognize them."

Actually, that was a logo from a comic book, but I didn’t draw it well because I’m not very good at drawing it.

"This is too perfunctory... I just can't believe it."

"I've already told you the truth... If you don't believe me, what else can I do?" I said as I prepared to return to the activity room. "If you don't believe me, then go find the real owner."

Wave goodbye and look for someone else.

"Wait a minute."

She suddenly grabbed my clothes.

"what?"

"Well... although we can't be sure whether you are the one, there is one person who can confirm it." She said to me with a smile.

"Hey...you don't want to say..." I have a bad feeling again

"That's right, why not let the person involved identify it?"

Is this identifying the criminal?

"Yeah, although it's not possible today, I'd like you to come to our club tomorrow, just to confirm... What do you think?"

Only Xiaoyu spoke to me in a negotiating tone.

"All right..."

Just agree to it for now.

Knowledge and Loss

So after I promised them that I would go to the Cooperation Club after school tomorrow afternoon, they left talking to each other again... It seemed like they had a very good relationship.

Then I sighed and turned back to the activity room.

"Oh, you're back... What did those two want from you?" Although Rinquanchuan was asking me questions, his eyes were still on the book in his hands, and I naturally noticed the title... "Knocking on the Door of the Locked Chamber"... What kind of book is this... I've never heard of it, but judging by the title... Is it a mystery? After all, there's a word "locked chamber" in it.

"What are you doing?"

"Oh, no no...it's nothing actually."

I responded vaguely, because from her tone it sounded like she was just asking casually.

"Ah? Really? Why did I hear something about the umbrella and the owner being lost..."

"Yes, why did you hear it?" I pointed out this fatal problem calmly.

"...Well...that's of course because you guys are talking too loudly. It's affecting my studies. I actually don't want to listen at all. Yes, it's all your fault." She said and nodded.

“…Uh hehe.”

He threw away all responsibility in one breath.

"I didn't want to hear it either, and Lingcan heard it too...right?" She looked at Lingcan who was operating the handle beside her.

"Yeah, that's right... I was playing games, but I vaguely heard it... It seems to be about borrowing an umbrella? Why did it take so long? And it seems like you didn't take the umbrella with you when you left..."

Didn’t you hear it clearly at all?

"Ahem, anyway... because I was so close, I heard... those things... so... who was that person?"

"how could I know..."

I have long forgotten who took the umbrella.

"Ha... Don't you remember anything you've experienced? Did your brain function evolve like a goldfish?"

"Yeah... I wish I could remember those things clearly... I'm really sorry that I can't remember them clearly."

I responded in a sullen tone. "Do you think I want this?"

And she also heard that my tone was different from before, so she didn't say anything else and didn't apologize.

"Anyway... he might get into some trouble again."

I couldn't help but worry about what would happen tomorrow.

Chapter 3: Knowledge and Loss

Human delusion is actually very incredible.

The movies I watched as a child, since I didn’t experience much myself and my ability to distinguish things was still very poor, those plots that I had never seen would remain in my mind and then be replayed in my mind over and over again, forming irreplaceable memories.

However, perhaps it's because of my imagination. After I've grown a little older and seen more, when I revisit movies or TV shows I've watched before and see the scenes I remember, I feel that... in fact, the scene or plot is not what I remembered at all.

The same may be true for the impression of a person.

A good impression will become more perfect through one's own unconscious beautification, while a bad impression will become ugly through unconscious deterioration.

In fact...sometimes it is not the person involved who changes, but your own demands on them that inadvertently change your impression of those people.

So... I started to worry about meeting that guy... Although I'm not making fun of myself, I somehow feel that I will disappoint that person.

. . . . . . . . . . . .

"The final settlement will be made this Friday, and then there will be an author meeting on Saturday night. Be sure...be sure to come~ (^ー^) [P.S. Even if you have something else to do, please turn it down.]"

"..."

I understand the logic, but today is Tuesday...even though it will be Wednesday in a few hours.

"So..."

I packed my schoolbag and prepared to go to the cooperative society we had agreed on yesterday.

"Um...Sheji." Lin Yi, who had hardly spoken since the holiday, suddenly called me.

"Hmm?" I turned around and looked at her.

"Your textbook is still on the table...it will be troublesome if you can't find it when you need it for homework." As she said that, she ran over, picked up the textbook, and tried to put it into my schoolbag.

"Um...Okay..."

I don't even know what homework is...

"...Why do you have so few books?" Perhaps noticing the state of my bag, she asked, "Are you planning on skipping your homework again?"

"Well...it doesn't matter. Brother Nan is used to it anyway." And he can keep up without writing grades...except math.

"That's not right... In fact, homework is secondary. The most important thing is to test your sense of responsibility." Then... she took out the exercise book from my desk and put it into my schoolbag.

"Okay, although I know you haven't written a lot, it's not too late to change from now on. Let the teachers take notice of you!"

"Thank you...thank you."

Having said that, I probably wouldn’t touch them even if I brought them home... I only love games, and homework is just the hateful third party!

"You're welcome. Classmates should help each other."

Ah... you actually responded rudely...

"Well... you know where my home is anyway, right? If there's anything you don't understand and it's not convenient to ask in the classroom, you can always come to my house and ask me... And Sakura would be happy to see you, right?"

I think she'll be fine without me. And I'd never go to your house...if anyone knew, there would be gossip.

"That's it... I have things to do."

"Ah."

She nodded and returned to her seat, but did not immediately pick up her bag and leave.

"...Aren't you leaving?" I asked out of curiosity.

"Ah...yeah." She turned around and smiled at me. "The class monitor is very busy, checking all the facilities... You go back first, I'll lock the door. Besides, other students might have forgotten to bring something."

“…I see.”

But the monitors of other classes didn't do this, and the same is true for those I know...

"...It's really hard work."

"Oh, this shouldn't be happening."

That’s great... People like this must have a fulfilling life every day.

. . . . . . . . . .

"...I'm here." I greeted Xiaoyu who opened the door for me...This action is still very similar to mine.

However, after entering the Cooperation Society, I looked around and found that there were not many new people.

"Hasn't the client arrived yet?"

"No, but it should be soon." Because she couldn't remember her name... so... she glanced at her phone, "I usually come a little after this time every day. Well, let's not make any progress, just sit down first."

"Oh..."

So I sat down with Brother Yu.

"Are you nervous..." he asked me in a low voice, but his eyes were fixed on his phone.

"A bit..."

I have no idea what that person looks like, but judging from the handwriting...it should be a woman.

"Is it a girl?"

"Hmm... She's quite pretty."

"Then who is prettier than me?" The club leader who was sitting at the desk in the distance suddenly asked us... or to be exact, he asked Xiaoyu.

"...I'm asking you..."

I reminded him.

"Ah? Well... each has their own merits... To me, every girl is cute."

Wow... If the person being spoken to was a girlfriend, the very thought of this sentence would mean death. And is it really possible to say such words?

"Oh...I see." I knew something was wrong when I heard the tone. It was only because I was there that everything was relatively safe. But after I left...

Then there was a knock on the door.

"Ah, here they come... I knew it as soon as I heard the frequency of the knocking." Xiao Yu said as he was about to get up and open the door.

"Wow..." We're meeting so soon... I'm a little nervous...

"I heard you guys already found someone...is that true?"

Ohhh... the sound itself is already quite good, the cuteness that comes from that eager voice...

"Hmm... I'm not sure though... that's why I need you to confirm it. Please come in~"

Following Xiaoyu's words, I also looked towards the door.

Long brown hair, blue...blue eyes? Is this...mixed race? Her features are also very delicate...wait, is this girl really from our school? Why didn't I remember her before? And I haven't heard anyone else mention her either.

"Is it him?"

She was looking me in the eye, and through that gaze I could sense a hint of suspicion.

"Well... that..." I stood up hurriedly. "Although I'm not sure if this is true... My memory is very vague, but I can be sure that this umbrella is... mine."

"Um...ah..."

She didn't seem to care much about what I said.

"But I always feel that you are not like that... because in my memory... that person is very casual, not as reserved as you."

"..."