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

Maybe it’s because I was a little nervous, although I don’t know why.

"If that's the case...it's possible that I remembered it wrongly...but...well." I didn't know what to say next, because this kind of thing is not worth my effort...I don't need to prove that I am that person.

"Um... maybe we found the wrong person?" she asked Xiao Yu who was standing beside her.

"Well... because he said that... and we don't have any idea... so..." He explained without any confidence.

"Is that so..." She lowered her head and thought for a moment, "Well... maybe I'm asking too much... Yeah... things like this are always so difficult to do..."

"That's right... uh..." The president next to him suddenly slammed the table, then realized that he was too obvious, so he quickly pretended nothing happened.

Well...at least she can understand this, it's a good thing for both of them.

"It doesn't matter if you can't find it... There's no need to lie about something like this..."

"Um...but..."

This umbrella is indeed mine, never mind.

"Well... I'm sorry to bother you, I... forget about my commission." She looked a little nervous and quickly picked up the umbrella on the table, then bowed to us and left quickly.

"...This...is it solved?" Xiao Yu asked the club leader who also looked confused.

"Of course...! The client has withdrawn the commission."

“…but you still haven’t acknowledged me…” Really, being questioned like this…what kind of experience is this?

"Actually, I'm also suspicious."

"Tsk... Never mind, it's nothing."

Although there is no way to prove myself, it will not affect my future life anyway.

"Since there is nothing more for me to do, I will leave..."

"Well, please..."

"Goodbye, junior! Come and play when you have time~"

"OK..."

I helped Brother Yu close the door when I left.

Speaking of which... today's events have made me think about philosophy... "Who am I... and how do I prove who I am?"

Oh, and... "Who moved my umbrella?"

In the end, not only was I suspected, but I didn't even get my umbrella back... What a failure.

Strengthen and reduce

I vaguely remember that I seemed to have encountered a similar thing before...but it has been a long time and I almost forgot it. It was only today's incident that made me remember it again.

Something that doesn't need to be proven but is required to be proven, but cannot be proven.

At that time, the teacher asked us to write an essay... I don’t usually like writing essays, but because the topic that time was imaginative, and I happened to have an inspiration for that topic, I wrote an essay very seriously. It took me a long time, and I also thought about it for a long time... In short, when I finished writing, I did feel a sense of pride in my heart.

Afterwards, I turned in my homework to the teacher for the first time. I thought that even if I wasn't praised for my excellent work, at least the teacher would remind me that I had done my homework well.

However...I found out I was wrong.

Because when it was time to select the essays, the teacher specifically criticized my essay because she thought, yes, without any evidence, that I had plagiarized an essay from a composition book or an article on the Internet.

The reason was simply, "Your essays are usually so bad, why is this one so good? And you can't write something like this at your age."

No matter how I explained, she still didn't believe it, and then she said...something that made me feel really incredible.

"You said you didn't plagiarize, so provide evidence to prove you didn't plagiarize."

Of course I can't provide any evidence, because that's what I wrote, there's no need to prove it.

This is so strange... Why are you asked to prove that something you wrote is indeed your own? Why is it considered plagiarism if you can't prove it?

So... "Romeo, why are you Romeo?" Because he is Romeo, how could he be Liang Shanbo...

Maybe that's just how things are in the world. The more obvious something is, the harder it is to prove... For example, trying to prove why 1+1 equals 2.

However, only now do I understand that it doesn’t matter if some things cannot be proven, because even if you don’t prove it, one plus one still equals two; even if you don’t prove it, you still wrote your own article; even if you don’t prove it... the umbrella is still mine.

Chapter 4: Strength and Reduction

An ordinary life is actually like drinking water.

Because before I knew it, I'd gone from struggling to open my eyes to the daily reminder of homework, then freed from the accustomed scolding, sitting in my seat in a daze, and when I came to, it was time for lunch. Nothing special happened at all, and I didn't feel anything.

This is how it should be, but...even when drinking water, I still choke occasionally.

"She~~Ji! What's wrong with you?"

I was just called over by Brother Nan to give him a lecture, and then the monitor slapped my desk... The desk is innocent, please don't treat it like this.

"....." Rinquanchuan seemed to be annoyed by this situation, so she glanced at me impatiently while reading a book.

However, this is not my fault.

"What's going on..." I said and looked away.

Even though I asked this, I already guessed it...

"You still dare to ask... Didn't I tell you to do your homework yesterday? Why don't you do it!" She slammed the table again, but with both hands.

"Because I don't know how to do it, that's why I want to leave it empty."

That's how righteous it is.

"It's impossible that you don't know anything. How did you get into high school?" she asked me.

"Of course I know how to do it... But since I already know it, there's no need to write it down anymore..." Well... Although I don't dare to say this to Brother Nan, I can say it to Lin Yi. After all, she can't do anything to me.

"Since you can already eat, why do you still need to eat?"

She also made a serious rebuttal... What a surprise.

"...This is different... You don't need anyone to check on you when you eat."

"Doing homework also depends on self-discipline. You are not an elementary school student anymore. How can you still have such thoughts? You have absolutely no self-awareness at all."

“Only elementary school students do homework.”

"You have already offended many students in the class with this statement."

"It's okay..." If they want to beat me, I can call the police at any time.

"It's not a question of whether it's related or not." She sighed helplessly, "Anyway, you're really worrying."

"...I won't get beaten."

"...I mean academic performance."

"It's okay, it's okay... Class leader, you should just focus on other people's affairs. There's absolutely no need for me to worry."

"...The more you tell me not to worry, the more worried I become..."

"Cough cough..."

Ah, maybe the one who was choked was not me, but Rinsenkawa next to me.

"Hmm? Rinquanchuan, are you feeling unwell?" Lin Yi also noticed her reaction just now and asked enthusiastically.

"Uh...uh...ah, no...it's okay."

"Are you really okay? It's not a fever or something..."

"Oh, it's okay...really..." She waved her hands hurriedly and turned her head to the side.

It seems that Rinquanchuan can't deal with someone as enthusiastic as the class monitor... so he can only bully an honest person like me.

"Ah..." She looked at Rinquanchuan with some concern, then turned to me, "Anyway, I'll stop you and ask you to take your homework home when I feel relieved today."

"Don't stop me, I will bring it." At worst, I can just not write it.

"And I will advise Teacher Nan not to condone your behavior anymore. Verbal criticism alone will not be effective."

"Forehead..."

In fact, there was also corporal punishment and running to carry things...but I was no longer afraid of anything.

"Of course, it's okay...but why do you have to do this..."

There's absolutely no need to treat me like this.

"No reason, it's just my duty."

She said with a dazzling smile.

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

"By the way, Miss Rin, how did you finish your homework?" I asked Rin Izumikawa, who was still immersed in reading, casually while playing cards with Ayano.

"Um...with a pen."

This joke is no longer funny.

"Um,...I mean...how did you get that kind of motivation..."

Because as soon as I see those questions, I don’t want to start writing, let alone think about solutions to the difficult problems.

"Ah... Maybe you don't want to adopt the same habits as lower creatures? After all, some creatures can't do homework at all, right?"

"Um..."

This must not be talking about me, but about some mentally retarded girl who likes to eat bananas.

"Well...what about you, Ling Shen?"

"Oh...me...of course I use my brain."

"You let your brain do your homework for you?" I imagined the scene...it felt quite curious.

"That's right, of course a brainless person like you wouldn't understand."

Wouldn't you feel uncomfortable if you didn't target me?

"I don't have your weird brain..."

"That's still brainless, needless to say."

"Uh..." I couldn't think of any words to refute.

"Okay...now it's my turn to draw a card." Ling Can said as he was about to reach out to the deck of cards, but was stopped by me with a knife hand.

"That's not right? This is my turn... and I haven't played my cards yet."

"The time to play cards has passed."

"No way..." I don't remember there being a rule about a time limit for playing cards.

"I just thought of this. The time to play a card is ten seconds. It's already passed a long time ago, so I have to play three rounds in a row."

"impossible!"

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

There are many people in the world who cannot be reasoned with, and one of them is Lingcan when he is playing games.

She always finds various excuses to create unfair games, which makes people feel that she is very childish... Even though I try to stop her in every possible way, it doesn't seem to make any difference.

Anyway, playing games with childish people is a bit tiring, but it's still quite fun...

“…Oh…”

When I passed by my classroom, I accidentally looked inside and found that the door was not locked. There was still one person left in the classroom. He looked very familiar, and I could actually guess who it was.

He's a very responsible guy, so it's only natural for him to be in class at this time... I just feel a little bit hard for him... Well, anyway, I still have to say hello.

"...Hey, squad leader, aren't you going home yet?" I asked her while standing at the door.

"Oh!"

She seemed to be frightened by me. After seeing that it was me, she hurriedly patted her chest to calm herself down... Oh, I'm so sorry.

"Don't scare me... Really..." She looked at me with some dissatisfaction, "This is not good for your heart."