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

However, the boys in the class all gave him a smile that said "I understand you", and the girls also gave him a look of disgust.

"It's over."

Liu Yan changed his frivolous attitude and became much more depressed in an instant. He seemed to have unlocked the mumbling mode and kept holding his head and muttering about his imagination of new life in high school.

Poor child, I couldn't help but cross myself silently in my heart again.

"Um...Rinizumikawa-san?" I called her tentatively. She turned towards me but didn't say anything.

"Is it really okay to say something like that?" I asked guiltily, but Rinquanchuan tilted his head in another direction: "Oh my, I think saying something like that is nothing compared to a pervert who stares at a girl's breasts when they first meet."

Ah, have you seen through me? But even if I am seen through, I still want to refute it. Ah... I am not trying to quibble, I just... I really want to explain.

So, under Rinsenkawa's still nonchalant expression, I started to make what I thought was an explanation... a sophistry: "I didn't look at your breasts..."

Before I could finish my words, Rinquanchuan interrupted me: "Oh~ Yaya, I thought you were only interested in other girls' breasts, but I didn't expect you to let me go~ Ah~" She calmly used her arms to protect her chest, which was as flat as thin paper: "Ah~, pervert~"

"..."

...It seems that it is impossible to communicate with such people.

Because whether you refute or not, she has the initiative, and then she will launch a brutal attack on your mind. I sighed and prepared to end this conversation that was unilaterally abused by Linquanchuan.

"Oh, by the way, Pervert classmate." Rinquanchuan suddenly called me when I turned to the blackboard.

Although I really wanted to retort, "Who is the pervert?", I gave up.

"Keep working hard on your creative journey." After saying that, he returned to his original sitting position.

"..."

How did she know I was creating... At this moment, I remembered that she had just looked at my right hand. There was a mark on the tip of my middle finger due to writing for a long time. She must have noticed this.

It seems she's not a bad person...right? However, facing her, it's best not to refute her.

Even if I gave up refuting and was hit like this by Liu Yan's words, I still didn't want to have another verbal rebuttal with her.

After all, it is much better to be slaughtered refreshingly than to be slaughtered unilaterally.

Even if he gave up running, Melos is still Melos

Is the meaning of running in the person, or in what the journey carries?

Episode 4: Even if he gave up running, Melos was still Melos

Looking out the window at the setting sun gradually disappearing into the buildings, and the seniors from the second-year sports club running on the track, I couldn't help but sigh.

It is not only a lament for the passing of time, but also an admiration for the predecessors who consumed a lot of calories.

Then I couldn't help but glance at Liu Yan, who had been lying on the table and muttering since noon.

While lamenting the lethality of Rinquanchuan's words, he couldn't help but think about how to comfort this poor boy.

I've always tried to avoid contact with other people, and I've actually considered ignoring him and sending him home after school, but he's in this situation for my sake. And seeing how fragile he is, I can't just leave him alone, lest he become extremely depressed and have an accident.

So I temporarily stopped thinking about the rest of the novel and started thinking about how to enlighten Liu Yan.

Although he had stopped muttering, Liu Yan lay motionless on the table. As the school bell rang, the sound of tables and chairs rubbing against each other could be heard in his ears.

While I was writing the outline of the next novel I was going to update, I waited patiently for the sound to disappear. Finally, only Liu Yan and I, who was still lying on the table, were left in the classroom.

"Cough cough."

I cleared my throat, stood up, and walked over to Liu Yan. I felt a little nervous, since this was the first time I'd thought of counseling someone.

"Ah, well, there's no need for you to be so desperate, right?"

silence.

He didn't say a word, it must have been a big blow...

"Even if you do nothing, things won't change."

silence.

"I'm talking to you..." I couldn't stand his indifference, so I patted his shoulder.

"Ah? What's wrong... Is it time to go home from school?" He hurriedly opened his sleepy eyes.

Ah, it turns out that the man I had been worried about for so long was simply asleep.

Fell asleep?!

I have to say all the remarks I carefully planned to a guy who can still fall asleep after hearing what I said... It feels like such a waste.

"So it's not the teacher... You scared me." Liu Yan slowly raised his head. "What time is it now... Ah, I have to go back quickly... Thank you for waking me up."

Judging from the tone, it seems that there is nothing serious.

But just in case, I still asked tentatively, "Are you okay now? What Rinsenkawa-san said to you."

Liu Yan, who was packing his things, suddenly stopped, turned around, and roared in a sobbing voice: "Tell me this is a dream! Tell me now!"

This guy really has a very poor tolerance!

Liu Yan continued to shout at me:

"Ah! I've pinned all my hopes on these three years of high school! I dream of making a dashing debut! I want to find unforgettable love in this high school!"

It’s amazing that even the complaints are parallel sentences.

Even though I was thinking this, I still tried to persuade him: "Calm down and think about it carefully. You've actually already had a very unique debut. At least your classmates already know you."

"That's right, but don't you think it's pretty unique?! Just because of one sentence, I became a pervert who likes [Harmony] bondage and [Harmony] M!"

Hey, you said those two words so loudly!

However, it is undeniable that...it is really quite different.

"Well..." I scratched my head, "Judging from your reaction...have you never been exposed to erotica...or something like that?"

"What nonsense! Of course I have."

He admitted it so confidently...

"But I don't like what she said at all!"

Wrong point, eh?

"Well, it's probably going to be difficult to change your classmates' first impression of you. But that doesn't mean you'll be unpopular from now on."

"Really...really? You're not just doing this to comfort me..." Although he said this, there was still an expectation in Liu Yan's eyes.

It seems the operation was successful. Okay, if everything goes well, it can be resolved within ten minutes.

"Of course I wouldn't lie to you. Think about it, what is your main purpose? Isn't it just to pick up girls?"

"It's about having an unforgettable love."

he corrected.

"That's about it! Don't interrupt me."

"Oh." Liu Yan nodded sincerely.

"Although the girls in the class may feel disgusted with you now, at least they will have an impression of you. This first impression can be made up for with your hard work later on." I paused. "Do you have any special skills?"

Liu Yan shook his head quickly.

You want to debut like this? You're quite brave... Although I think so, I definitely can't say it out loud.

Taking a closer look at him, I found that he was still quite handsome. Although he was not very tall, he had a well-proportioned figure and gave people a very slender and refreshing feeling. However, because of my first impression, I still thought he was a bit frivolous. Thinking about it carefully, this kind of character in a typical development game would be a "know-it-all" role, but this person in front of me had nothing but an ordinary view of love.

This character should be remade!

"Do you have any hobbies? Like art or music?"

"No."

It's great that the answer was so straightforward.

Where on earth did you get the courage to plan a high school debut? If we weren't so close... I would have punched him in the face.

"Ahem," I suppressed the urge to complain and said to him, "It's okay. You're going to join a club starting tomorrow, right? Join a music or drama club and try to perform on stage during school events. I'm sure the girls will like you."

"Ah~, that won't take a long time. And I don't like being passive."

There are so many requirements, it’s really troublesome.

However, the darkening sky outside reminded me that I had to act quickly.

"Liu Yan, do you know 'Running Melos'?"

He shook his head. Well, that was to be expected.

"It's okay if you don't know. Let me explain. Melrose has a reason to run. He has to get to a certain place within a specified time. If he doesn't, his best friend will die." I looked at him. "Now, you are Melrose, and your high school life is the specified time. The love you longed for is your friend who is in danger. Now, you have lost the ability to run. What are you going to do?"

"........."

“My answer to you is, give up running.”

"Give up...give up?"

"That's right, give up. Since running won't get you to your destination, try another method!"

"It's hard for you to pick up girls in your class now, but there are several other classes in the first grade, and there are hundreds of seniors in the second grade to choose from."

"You just need to cheer up. There are still many paths to choose from, you still have a lot of time, and there are still many miracles you can create."

"Since you are Melos, if you don't run, are you no longer Melos?"

"Since you're hoping for love, you should be prepared to pay for it. Why don't you make yourself better first? Why do you have to chase others instead of letting those girls chase you? Instead of just daydreaming and yelling about making your debut, why don't you just walk like a man!"

Combining provocation and giving examples...does it work?

I looked at the guy nervously.

"........."

He seemed stunned by what I said. It took him a long time to react.

"I understand," Liu Yan raised his head, with confidence in his eyes.

It seems that the brainwashing has been successful.

"Just keep moving forward, whether you walk or crawl, you'll eventually reach your destination."

Finally, I figured it out. I breathed a sigh of relief. Even if most of it was just lies, the result was what mattered, so it was a good thing.

"Yes, that's right. From now on, it depends on your own efforts."

"Thank you...um...that..."

Want to ask my name?

"Israel."

I gave my name.

"Thanks, Yi-san. See you tomorrow."

After saying that, he picked up his schoolbag and walked away quickly.

Finally solved it, so tired. This is the first time... well, the first time since then, I've truly wanted to help someone. Sometimes, it doesn't seem so bad.

"gone..."

I muttered to myself, picked up my schoolbag and glanced out the window. Although it was already dark, there were still people running on the playground.

For someone like me who loves giving up, how many chances will I have to run in my life?

“…”

Well, whether you're running or strolling, if you just walk around in circles on the playground, you'll never make any progress.

Only by giving up the collective can we be selfish without restraint

Chapter 5: Only by abandoning the collective can one be unscrupulously selfish

The power of the collective can often determine many things. For example, the jury can determine the judge's verdict, and the rule of minority obeying the majority can often determine the meaning of justice.

There are endless examples, but in short, the collective always plays a vital role in safeguarding the interests of the majority.