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

"Games are just games... Having fun is the most important thing. Winning or losing doesn't matter."

When he heard what I said, he laughed out loud without caring whether there was anyone in the corridor.

"Hey...is that so funny?"

"Haha, it's okay, it's okay. I just feel... you're really not being honest. You've already planned it that far, so how can you still say it doesn't matter?"

"That shouldn't be called calculation... and that level is not even worth mentioning."

"No, no, how could it be insignificant? You're truly amazing. Actually, I think this is what a real game should be. It can be played face-to-face, with the ability to read your opponent's expressions...or even use verbal manipulation. Winning this way seems much more interesting than relying solely on the system to make decisions."

"How could that be? That would be very tiring."

"It's a bit tiring... but it's more fun, right?"

"I think playing games like this between friends might ruin the friendship." After all... the opponent is that guy.

"Yeah... yeah, friendship is sometimes so fragile. But true friendship wouldn't disappear just because of a game, right?"

"The classmate I played with always wanted to win, and if he didn't win, he would find excuses to cheat."

But this time I actually admitted defeat... Oh, it seems I didn’t lose, I just put the cards away myself.

"Oh, really... Isn't that cute? So, you're actually in the same class? I can't tell."

"...That's the truth."

"So, what about the president? How is your relationship with her?"

"Fortunately, we get along..." Ignoring the cold eyes, sharp tongues, and sometimes unreasonable behavior... "It's still quite pleasant, even though some things happened before... It almost ended our friendship."

"I was saying, you seem to have a good relationship with those two classmates. So, something must have happened that led to that... It's normal for people to have conflicts, and after reconciling them, they might develop deeper feelings."

"Maybe this is bad fate..."

I sighed helplessly.

"Don't say that. Meeting anyone is a rare opportunity, and being able to become friends is a blessing in disguise. Aren't they all good classmates?"

"I don't think so... Sometimes they're easy to get along with, but sometimes they get angry for no apparent reason... It's at those times that I realize how difficult it is to get along with others. That's why I've always pursued a life alone."

"Well, actually, there won't be any problem if you understand it. Besides..." He looked at me and smiled, "You probably can't adapt to being alone now, right?"

"Tsk... who knows."

What's with this tsundere statement? Did it come from me?

"Well... Anyway, high school time is short, so we should cherish the time we have with our classmates."

"Ah... I see."

Come to think of it...when I heard him say "time" or something, I suddenly realized that my senior is already in his third year...and it's said that the exam will be next month.

"senior..."

Thinking of this, I feel a little heavy in my heart.

Is it because I can't get used to the separation no matter how many times I repeat it, or...I feel a little sorry for this senior who I have hardly talked to...well, I can't figure it out anymore.

Rather, it would be useless even if I figured it out.

"Huh? What's wrong?" He saw that I was in a daze, so he asked me briefly.

"Ah... I was just thinking... Senior, you're about to graduate... right? Is it in the near future... or something? Well, it's not that I'm sad, I'm just a little concerned, because Senior Sun will be graduating in about a year... so... that..."

Damn it, why can’t he speak at this time...his speech is just a mess.

"...Hey." I don't know if he understood or not, but this faint smile is still very reassuring.

Ah, maybe I should have found more time to chat with him before this... Maybe it wasn't because of me, but because I had someone to talk to. But it seems nice to be able to see this senior's smile more often...

Wait, it seems we're focusing on the wrong thing...

"Well, I'm leaving soon, and some of you may never contact me again in this life. There's nothing I can do about it, so I asked you to get along well with your classmates."

"Of course..." Although I don't know if they will get along well with me.

"So... have you told everyone else? The people in the club... the seniors... have you told them all?"

"Ah, I've already told my friends in the club. Yeah, I've also had a conversation with Haozi."

"Oh, Senior...did he say anything? How did he react? Was he feeling sad?"

I was just so curious! Before that, I thought he was a calm and collected guy.

"...his reaction...seems like he's a little reluctant to let me go. After all, I've completely handed the club over to him. It seems like he's feeling the pressure and is a little overwhelmed."

Oh, I can't bear to...

"In that case... I think we're going to be in trouble."

He will definitely come to me for help again... I always feel that my energy value is facing a big crisis.

"Haha, this is indeed possible. After all, Haozi is quite optimistic about you."

"The key is that I don't think highly of myself."

I am a commoner... I do not seek fame and fortune among the princes...

"It's actually not that tiring to take care of two clubs at the same time, so I'll just help him out more when the time comes."

"I can help...but I'm the type who hates trouble, so one club is enough."

In fact, the main reason is that there is a young lady who is not trustworthy.

"Ah...Is that so? If you hate trouble, just ignore what I said."

"Well..."

It's not that I hate trouble, but it's hard to explain...

"In that case...it's getting late." He checked his watch. "Then, let's meet again sometime."

I wanted to wave goodbye at that time, but...something suddenly flashed through my mind.

"Wait, senior." I suddenly called out to Senior Su who was about to leave.

"Um?"

"I have something to say..." No, it shouldn't be this sentence, it should be..."I have something to say to you now."

Chapter 12 This may be an early farewell

"...something I regret...why are you asking this all of a sudden?"

“…I see.”

"...Oh, are you worried about her?"

"No, no, listen to me, Sheji. Sometimes your thoughts are often worse than reality. She must be very happy now. There is no need to feel guilty."

"It's true there's no basis for this... but you don't have any basis for your own random thoughts, do you? So there's no need to regret it."

"That's really true... How can I, who's about to take the college entrance exam, feel at ease with you like this?"

"...You're being too pessimistic, junior."

"Well, I really don't understand."

"If that situation really comes up... then rely on others, because I don't know what to do. But I think you can still trust the people around you, because they will definitely not let you disappear."

"I'm not trying to fool you. I'm serious. Even though I've only solved one problem for you, my suggestion is definitely not wrong."

"Ah, as for how to do it specifically, that's up to you."

"Because God will only help those who help themselves."

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

"I think, therefore I am."

I can't quite remember who said it, "Actually, it was Descartes"... In short, it means that as long as you think, you can prove that you actually exist.

No...it shouldn't be like this.

Many people have different understandings of this sentence, and this debate seems to have lasted for a long time.

In that case, I don’t need to pay attention to what other great philosophers think. I just need to figure out how I understand it.

Well, in short, the first reaction to this sentence is... I think according to my own pattern, so I exist.

In other words, if your thoughts and ideas are all from others, then you are no longer your original self...at least mentally.

Well, this reminds me of...my old self.

I can't deny my existence, but I can't accept my disappearance either.

Well, it might sound strange, but it can be understood that my previous self had completely different ideas from my current self, so to others I looked like a completely different person.

Even though I want to ignore it, I still remember who I used to be.

Ah, this couldn't be a sign of schizophrenia.

No, no, no, schizophrenia is clearly the process of splitting a personality that is different from oneself, and if I were to split, it would only be a personality of my past self... What is that... It sounds so stupid.

Actually, this is not something I worry about.

What I'm worried about... to be more precise, what I care about is... will my thoughts change drastically from now?

Young man, go and create a miracle

I actually never understood what the so-called "community cooperation" meant.

Later, after the club leader explained, I learned that this club is actually used to replace the instructor that every club must have...because the teachers are very busy.

So it stands to reason that if those societies have any problems, they will come to us to solve them.

However, no, since I joined this club, no one from other clubs came to report problems. Instead, they would solve the problems of those troublesome students.

I am in despair! I am in despair of this world that is not worthy of its name!

This is why our club will not be abolished even though there are only two of us... In fact, it wouldn't be a big deal even if there were no one.

So, generally speaking, the club leader and I are both very relaxed, unless someone hears about the "Helping Others Club" and asks for a commission.

That’s right, this setting was spread by the nosy club leader without permission, and even our homeroom teacher didn’t know about it.

But I have to say that some commissions are really difficult to handle.

If a junior named Sheji hadn't sacrificed himself a few days ago and solved a commission that seemed impossible to complete in a slightly awkward way, the club leader and I wouldn't be so relaxed.

"Xiao Yu, help me get a bag of snacks from the locker over there." A lazy voice came from the desk.

Has it become so leisurely already... Well, never mind.

I put down my phone, stood up and opened the cabinet.

"Wow, that's a lot." It was unexpectedly large... "Hey, what kind do you want?"

"Whatever. You're asking me this. Where's your brain?"

"Ah, sorry..."

Wait, that's not right...

"Why are there snacks in the club's lockers? And more than one pack?!"

"Such a fuss, what a fuss... Isn't this the time to read comics, drink some tea, and eat some snacks?" She spoke with extreme impatience. "Stop talking nonsense and bring it to me!"

"Tsk..."

Why did I end up with such a troublesome guy...

"Here, catch it." I said and threw the snacks to her.

"Hey, hey, hey! If it breaks, it will affect the taste..."

Seeing this, she quickly moved her body that was slumped in the seat and quickly caught the snack that was flying towards her.

At this point, I became positive.

"Huh... safe on base." She said as she wiped the sweat from her forehead.