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

"..."

"So-called history... in my opinion, it's just something that has survived by chance. From ancient times to the present, there have always been people recording things, and those things that were written down have become familiar to us... but what about those things that haven't been remembered?"

"There is no record..."

He made a confused sound.

"Hmm... Let me put it this way. Do you think that this conversation between us can become history?"

He never pondered such profound questions. At least in his opinion, questions other than those related to books were troublesome, and he didn't want to think about them. However, when faced with this question, he became serious, which was unusual for him.

"...Probably not? Because we...are just ordinary people. It's impossible for us to become a great figure who will be remembered in history..."

"It seems you didn't study Chinese well enough," the guy said with a helpless smile. "'Are kings, princes, generals, and ministers born with a special kind of talent?' Such a thing is possible for anyone. It just requires luck and a bit of foresight."

“You said it so easily…”

He didn't completely believe what the guy said. However, it sounded quite interesting. That was the main idea.

"It's not easy... and I can't guarantee I can do it... But I think if I record it, there's a chance it will be remembered."

"...What? You're going to show that to others?"

This doesn't seem very reliable, he thought silently.

"Of course I'm not showing it to others...it's something more complicated. I wonder if you're interested." He looked a little embarrassed, as if he didn't want anyone to mention the painting.

"Hmm? You're just starting to talk about it now?"

He suddenly felt like he was being fooled.

"I just didn't know how to explain it to you... but now I've figured it out. Well, you should have figured it out, right?"

"...not at all."

This is the truth.

"You still don't understand? There are only things recorded..."

Chapter 8: Revealed and Hidden

“Only things that are passed down have value~”

"I don't think this kind of ghost footage has any value..."

I just fell asleep suddenly because of the sudden sleepiness. When Lingcan came back, he didn't wake me up, but took out his camera to take a picture of me sleeping.

"It's always hard to understand the value of anything when it's first created," she said, sitting next to me and placing a cool drink in my hand. "Maybe if we cut and pieced this image together, it could become something like Dadaism."

"I don't think that's worth the photo itself... Well, let's put that aside for now and delete that photo immediately." I said, taking a sip of my drink. "That's a dark history for me."

"No, this is a good thing. When I see this photo, I can remember how stupid you were." She smiled and put her phone in her bag, then handed the camera to me again. "Now that you've rested, hurry up and catch up with me with full energy."

"...Strictly speaking, I'm not exactly full of energy." He had only slightly regained his energy. "...Speaking of where to go next, let me be clear: I won't be doing anything involving rapid lifts."

"Don't worry, I'm not that heartless. Since you're like this, I won't force you to follow me."

"...That's good."

Even though I say that, I'm actually worried that she might learn some hidden tricks from Rinsenkawa. Probably not...

"Come to think of it, this one suits your taste, right?"

She turned to me and asked. For a moment I really didn't understand what she was talking about, but after a moment it suddenly occurred to me.

"Ah... not bad." I just remembered to savor the taste of the drink in my mouth. "I don't mind sweet things, so whatever I feel like is fine."

"As expected, that's the answer." She seemed to have anticipated what I would say. She sighed slightly helplessly and continued walking in front of me.

It seems like it's not just me; she doesn't even consider this a date. Perhaps she just wants me to accompany her on a boring photoshoot without a complaint... What? If it's just a small matter like this, just tell me. I'm a lazy guy. While I'm too lazy to accept unexpected things, I'm also too lazy to refuse some things. After all, my habit of giving up has persisted intermittently until now, so forgetting once or twice is okay.

However, communication between people doesn't always rely on direct verbal exchange. Being able to pay attention to others was a rare thing for me before, let alone being noticed by others. But if I think about it, I probably don't really want to be noticed... It's like my ambiguous attitude towards sweets. I like them, but I'm not obsessed with them all the time, but I can't say I hate them either... It seems to be the same with having people to talk to. I don't dislike interacting with people, but I don't mind being ignored either. Thinking about it this way, maybe that's how boredom arises.

"Sheji, come and buy your tickets quickly."

Lingcan's voice suddenly interrupted my thoughts. Looking closely, she was standing at the entrance of a facility, waving at me. "Haven't you had enough fun yet..."

I walked towards her, sucking on the straw.

“And here…”

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

“Only things that are passed down have value.”

If I remember correctly, this was the second time Lingcan said this to me.

"Is that so..." But if I think about it carefully, there doesn't seem to be anything to refute. "But what exactly do you want to spread by doing this?"

Until now, I still can't understand her behavior...

"My ideas aren't that big yet, and I don't think I have enough influence to allow such a lame video to go viral."

"Hey!"

This is a complete denial of my skills...even though I don't have any skills to speak of.

“I just want to figure out what I want to do.”

"Hmm?" I didn't quite understand what she meant.

"Ah... that seems a bit simplistic. Actually, I'm a little confused about what I should do. It's okay when I have classes during the week, and I always feel like I'm not wasting my time. But when the holidays come, I feel like there's nothing I can do..."

".. and then drag me along to waste my time?"

I suddenly interrupted.

"Of course not." She punched me lightly when she realized I was vaguely mocking her. "So I want to try... starting from many places. Not only exploring the map I have, but also editing videos, modifying pictures, etc.... things that seem worthless to others."

"Really?... I think it's still quite valuable."

At least it's better than not wanting to do anything.

"It's just a waste of time... well, that's my subjective opinion." She looked off into the distance. "But if boring things are used well, they can produce quite good results. Cutting out patterns from newspapers and comics and splicing them together can create a sense of 'art' that's vaguely understandable. I think if it were me, I'd probably try to work towards that."

"......"

I kind of understand. It seems like she really is bored and wants to hang out with someone.

"In that case, you can go find Ye Jin..."

"That won't do. You have to do it."

It was so decisive. I have to say... this really moved me.

"That guy Ye Jin will complain, but you won't."

“…I get angry too…”

Displaced celestial bodies

"It's just a joke. How come this guy who's usually so serious is so serious now?"

"...Maybe it's a matter of dignity."

This is the only answer I can give to this question, and it might just be an instinctive response.

"Well... after all, some of the topics I want to talk about are simply incomprehensible to Ye Jin, and there are many things we can't discuss. For example, things like the club, school, and Miss Lin, these are things I can only discuss with you." After a slight pause, "However, if I want to talk about you, I will go to Ye Jin."

"I see." I nodded... "I'm still curious about what you guys were talking about me."

Eye contact with it.

"nothing."

Their eyes strayed again.

"Ok?"

I looked at her with suspicion again.

"It's really nothing. We can't say you're tall and handsome with a clear conscience, right? Of course, we're talking about your vulgar and perverted features."

"I don't think it's going against my conscience... No, saying that I'm disgusting and perverted is going against my conscience! It's impossible for me to be seen like this in the eyes of others." She actually said it!

"Really... I think if I ask Miss Rin, she'll probably agree."

"You are all birds of a feather. Your testimony cannot possibly stand."

"It's the same even if you find someone else... like Brother Nan."

No, she would probably make me worthless.

"If...if you ask Ye Hui, she will definitely not think so. Unlike you, she is a frank, honest and good person." When I said this, I couldn't help scratching my cheek.

Oh, doesn't praising me like this seem a bit... selfish or something?

"Ah, come to think of it." As if I had brought up some topic, she suddenly thought of something and asked me, "What is your relationship with Ye Hui?"

"Hmm? ...Relationship..."

I realized then that I had never considered this question before. When she asked me about it, my mind naturally went blank... No, I thought it would be fine if I just said we were classmates or friends.

"...You don't mean to say we're classmates, do you?"

"..." He was interrupted first. This feeling was exactly the same as being silenced while channeling a skill.

"I mean... is there a problem?" I'll just have to admit it shamelessly for now. "And I think the way I treat her is pretty much the same as the way I treat you guys."

"You are the one who is speaking against your conscience!"

As I was speaking, my collar was grabbed.

"What's wrong."

This feeling is a bit strange. As for why it feels strange, it is a bit difficult to explain.

Oh, maybe it's because I've mentioned it so often before that I don't want to or forget to mention it. Well...yes, if you think about it, this isn't the first time I've ridden a Ferris wheel with a girl. Even if I'm not annoyed yet...if there's someone spying on my life, I might get annoyed.

Well, I think I'm just overthinking things again when I'm nervous.

Anyway, in the relatively small space, she grabbed my collar like that, as if trying to get closer. If it weren't for her flat chest, I probably would have left a good experience in this boring life.

...Ah, I still haven't calmed down.

"Anyway...get off me first, okay?"

The knee of her left leg was pressing against my right leg. Although she was not too heavy due to her body shape, this position was still very uncomfortable.

"Don't try to change the subject."

She leaned in closer, and I could even faintly smell her perfume... Speaking of which, do all girls wear perfume before going out? Now wasn't the time to think about that.

"I don't remember ever walking home from school with you. And judging by the looks of it, this isn't your first time."

"...Uh, I guess so. But we're not on the same route..."

"That's not the question." She sighed, "I'm really curious about what you're thinking..."

“....”Take a deep breath.

"What do you mean?"

Chapter 9: The Displaced Celestial Body

A luminous object in the sky appears to be tilting, suggesting that time is pushing it forward. However, the temperature hasn't dropped as its position has changed. What's going on?

"I said some strange things, so forgive me if you want."

The conversation with her had come to an end for now. However, when I thought about it, I could only recall a few fragments. Did this mean that I hadn't paid any attention to her conversation at all?

"...What do you mean by 'I think'?... Besides, it wasn't an excessive act at all, so there's no question of forgiveness or non-forgiveness." I was merely answering her question. I couldn't guarantee that what I was thinking was actually what I was saying.

"It feels a bit excessive to probe your thoughts in that way... But those things have really troubled me for a long time, and you've never mentioned them." She smiled at me. "It's better to say sorry."

"...You've changed a lot."

I've felt this way many times, but I finally said it out loud. All I wanted was her confirmation.

"A lot? I don't think it's much." She didn't deny it. "But you can actually notice it. It seems your brain is not completely submerged in water."

"...I want you to be more talkative."