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

Perhaps everyone around him thought the same, so even with such a conspicuous incident, no one stepped forward to stop it. Because, this kind of thing had never happened to him, and after being in this school for a while, he was quite familiar with the taboos between people, so most people would choose to turn a blind eye to such things.

"..."

The pen spun in his hand.

I wasn't paying attention in class at all, but when I realized I was distracted, I noticed that my eyes were all focused on that girl.

People always arbitrarily decide what others do based on their own ideas, even those who have no intention of doing anything, always want to intervene. If it were a saint who had long been locked in the altar, it would be fine, but nowadays, those who like to dictate the world are insignificant and can be reduced to numbers.

Well, there's no need to know the life story of a guy who can be completely summarized as "one in seven billion."

Well, it doesn't really mean anything special.

And she couldn't use any channels to confirm whether what she thought was correct... She just felt that she had accidentally offended a neurotic guy, and this guy happened to have resources that ordinary students didn't have... Resources was actually a more polite way of saying it, because that kind of force, which was simply a gathering of idle scum, was like garbage wrapped in a garbage bag. It looked hateful and made people not want to get close to it.

Yes, although in terms of power, they are nothing compared to me. However, in my eyes, those people are just trash with no value to society, and they are forced to go to a school that is like a garbage transfer station.

Oh, it really makes me feel relieved when I think about it this way.

The pen in my hand was still spinning, and this unconscious movement showed that I was actually very excited.

So, what exactly happened? Forget asking around, I still don't even remember the faces and names of anyone in my class. Honestly, there's no point getting to know such a cold-hearted guy... Anyway, the only person who could possibly get any information from him was the boy I happened to be assigned to.

"what..."

However, whenever I tried to find out about that girl indirectly, he would still be very vigilant and tell me not to care too much... I don't know whether I should thank him for thinking so much about me.

"trouble..."

Even if I knew the truth, what could I possibly do? If a bloody head was all it took to save someone, I'd be happy to endure the pain and medical expenses. However, things aren't that simple. There are many things I can't change even at the cost of my own life.

If I had to find someone to complain about, I'd only complain about having eyes. I wish I could be like those people and not see anything.

"Pah."

"..."

The pen, which had been spinning for who knows how many times, finally slipped out of my hand and fell to the ground.

Chapter 7 Save

In this era of open markets, implementing the so-called "planned economy" is indeed a step backward in time.

“…”

Touching my stomach which had become more greedy after taking in a little food, and which repeatedly emphasized that it was not satisfied, I reluctantly returned the plate full of strange food to the tableware recycling area.

Ah, now I am the one most qualified to apologize to the rice plants that work hard to grow and the livestock that work hard to fatten around the world. To waste their lives just for my taste is truly a crime worthy of death, but considering that I paid for them, I think I can still choose to forgive the death penalty.

So, under the slightly contemptuous gaze of the staff, I, who was already ashamed, chose to go to the rooftop to get some fresh air... and to get a cup of hot water that was not too hot to drink.

I wasn't very familiar with the school menu, and I'd strategically divided my daily budget into three parts for food. At that moment, I finally realized how precious money was. It's not that I'm a wasteful person, but my tastes simply didn't suit me, and I couldn't bring myself to torture myself with food.

So, having given up lunch, I now have to face two choices: "buy another meal that suits me and then go hungry for dinner" or "endure it and eat at night."

Some might say something obvious like "I could just borrow some money," and if I could, I would. However, I've only been here two days, and I have no idea who's in my class. Even if I did recognize them, wouldn't it be awkward if they gave me a "Who the hell are you?" look?

The only classmate I could rely on was gone now. It was clear that after a long time, we were just superficial friends. Ah, it was so good to see this clearly now.

So, I decided to temporarily fill my stomach with cheap and abundant water, and make plans at night.

.........

As expected of a rooftop, the wind was strong.

If a frustrated person comes here, this wind will surely blow away his emotions that have just calmed down.

"Gulu gulu..."

Looking at the dilapidated building not far away, I poured warm water into my stomach without any emotion.

I felt like crying. But it was just a meal.

"If you don't mind... take this."

"Um?"

At that moment, I thought I was hallucinating because I was hungry. Logically, no one besides me would want to be on the school rooftop at this time. Besides, the only person I could call close was a male classmate who looked a bit awkward, and that voice was clearly a female one.

Ah, so that's how it is? Has being single for over a decade finally given me this intense desire for the opposite sex? But ultimately, it manifested as a hallucination... In a way, it's a little sad.

"Um...are you daydreaming?"

"Ah...ah? Well, so there really is someone there."

When I turned around, I realized that a figure about the same height as me appeared beside me at some point.

"Take this."

"Um?"

If I look closely, isn't this... the one who wiped the blackboard today? And she doesn't have a very good reputation... Eh? Why is she here? Is there anyone else here?

"I saw you throw it away without eating it just now. I know that dish is quite unpalatable. I couldn't stand it the first time I ate it... but I still forced myself to eat it."

She seemed to see my confusion, and then explained to me with a smile.

"what...."

It turns out that she saw that embarrassing scene... Now I want to find a place to hide even more.

"Anyway...anyway, thank you..."

But I don't think I have anything to say about this. There is nothing extra to say except thank you.

My mind went blank, I didn't know how to deal with this situation... No, it was more like I didn't even think that she would intentionally approach me.

"It's okay, it's okay... I just happened to see it."

She smiled and let go of the thing she was about to hand me, then waved at me. "Well, I'll be leaving first. Be careful not to be discovered on the rooftop by the teacher."

"Ah...um..."

I actually wanted to ask myself the question in my heart, but I kept it to myself. It would be rude to ask her about something like this... Besides, she's already someone who's done me a favor. I wouldn't do something like exposing someone's past and repaying them with hatred.

In short, the most important thing now is to fill your stomach.

His gaze once again turned to the dilapidated building that had not been demolished for some reason.

"...I guess something must have gone wrong."

She handed me a very cheap piece of bread, which showed that her food expenses were probably not that much...but even so, she still gave me some of it.

Just because she saw that scene, she offered me help without me asking for help...even if it was just a small help.

"..."

How could a girl like this be so frivolous and have such messy relationships with boys? No matter what others say...I won't believe it anyway.

Silent

What history leaves behind isn't necessarily correct. I don't want to comment too much on modern history; simply discussing history thousands of years ago creates a sense of distortion.

Well, as for why this suddenly occurred to me, it's probably because I'm trying to convince myself that the opinions of the majority don't necessarily guarantee the truth of things. Just as later generations often make assumptions about the actions of the ancients, there are also many people who comment on things when the situation is unclear. To sum up, I don't want to believe what others say about that girl.

"I think there must be something wrong."

While chewing on the bread that smelled of humanity, I looked at the neighboring table, who seemed to have no sense of intimacy no matter how many times I looked at them.

"You mean something... the test this morning?"

He shot me an impatient look.

"Of course not." My speech must have been unclear from chewing, so I swallowed the bread. "I was referring to what was written on the blackboard and what the class thought of her."

"Oh...I see. I thought it was something else." He turned his gaze back to the book as if he hadn't heard.

“…”

After waiting for two seconds, I finally couldn't help but ask, "Um...just say whatever you want to say."

"This is what you asked me to say."

"Well, go ahead. I won't be mad." Of course, this was just a polite way of saying it. If he pissed me off, I would definitely be mad. I might even hit him... Anyway, I don't have a good impression of him.

"Aren't you too concerned with appearance?"

The tone sounded like he was complaining about me, but since it was completely subjective, it didn't seem like he was complaining about anything.

"Hmm? How can you say that?"

"Let me give you an example." He put his book aside and pretended to speak seriously. "If that girl was short, fat, and not very pretty at all, would you still pay so much attention to her?"

"Isn't this really objectifying women?" I questioned. Actually, I just wanted to interrupt him because I was annoyed.

"Well, this isn't the place I want you to focus on."

"Oh...then go on."

I'd be satisfied just to see his slightly embarrassed face.

"I'm sure you were attracted by her appearance. You think it's unfair for a group of people to bully a weak girl, right?"

"...Although I had some premonition before, there really is a group of people bullying her." I touched my chin. I didn't expect that he would say it himself before I asked.

"Ah, I let it slip... But it doesn't matter." He rubbed his brow. "That's just a matter within their circle. It has nothing to do with you. Defending a girl just because she's pretty makes me think you're a very shallow person."

"But..."

"You're just feeling guilty about it. Later on, you'll realize that the rhetoric of respecting the elderly and caring for the young, and helping each other, that you learned in elementary school, doesn't apply at all."

"..."

"So, it's not worth worrying about someone who has nothing to do with you. Instead of worrying about others, you should worry about your own grades." He picked up the book he had just set aside. "I secretly looked at your test paper this morning. Just a glance and I found three mistakes."

If I'm not mistaken, the moment the papers are collected only lasts a few seconds. How can you still see it even in this state?

"Are your eyes from the Uchiha family?"

"Don't talk about these irrelevant things." He frowned and said, "You are just a guy who cares about appearances. There are so many people in the world who need help. Instead of worrying about food and drink,

I babbled so much, but in the end I just convinced myself not to bother with other people. I didn't want to say anything to him anymore... This guy is really annoying.

Episode 8

Perhaps too many people overestimate the role of appearance.

Although this kind of thing is indeed useful during the student period, at best it can only make you surround yourself with a few more people so that you don’t look like an unpopular guy. If you are lucky, you can enjoy the so-called love.

But that doesn't seem to stop me from helping someone.

If I were to randomly bring up appearance, I'd be making a false argument. People can't choose their looks, so if I were to use that as an excuse to just sit back and watch... I probably wouldn't be able to do it.

Is it that in order to show one's integrity, one deliberately ignores things that should be done? This is indeed a very strange theory.

"...Ah, this feels a bit annoying."

If the woman is ugly, would you still care about whether she is kind or not, and if her words are not interesting? What's the point? I don't want to fall in love.

The pen in his hand began to spin again.

"....but..."

Is what I'm about to do really meaningful? I've already promised not to cause trouble again... Besides, there's nothing I can do right now.

"Do not..."

It's not just now; I used to be incapable of anything. Looking back on my life so far... it seems like I've accomplished nothing. As a child, I wasn't afraid of pain, because the ultimate price I could bear back then was, at best, a bloody head. But now it's different... perhaps the price I can bear isn't that much.

Not just now, the further time goes by, the less I can afford. And of course, upholding so-called justice also has a price, and depending on the situation, I certainly can't afford it.

"..."

His gaze turned to the neighboring table who was listening attentively.

Maybe it would be better to take his advice and do nothing like him. After all, this way I can spend this period of time in peace and stability.

"...This kindness..."

I'll repay you when I have the chance in the future.

.........

During the break, the men's restroom became filled with smoke.