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

"Let's watch it together..." I answered her in a low voice, afraid of being heard by others.

"That's right, let's go see the stars together!" she exclaimed excitedly. "I didn't expect the opportunity to come so soon. Remember to make the promise!"

It's over. I feel like I can no longer play the role of a bystander in the class.

"Well, I won't forget it." Now that things have come to this, it doesn't matter what happens.

"Well, it's settled then. See you at the training camp!"

After saying that, he waved to me and walked out of the classroom in everyone's gaze.

Ah, why are all the eyes on me... This is really cause for celebration.

"Master! Teach me how to pick up girls!"

Liu Yan started calling me "Master" after my conversation with Ye Hui during the second break of class this morning. He kept repeating this phrase until school was over.

"I've told you so many times, she and I are not dating at all!" I kept repeating this sentence at the beginning, but it seemed to have no effect, so I gave up explaining.

Today is Friday, and I am considering whether to end my club activities early and go home to play games.

When she opened the door of the club, she found that of the two cups of tea that Rinquanchuan had prepared in advance, only one was left, and it was placed in front of her.

What's going on? This is...

"Um... President... where is my cup?" I asked cautiously.

Linquanchuan looked up at me, then returned his gaze to the book. "Could it be that even low-level life forms in estrus need water?"

"Well, we're not in that kind of relationship."

"Oh my, what kind of relationship is that? Is it the kind where there's only physical contact but no emotional connection?"

This kind of talk is terrible in every sense! Don't you feel embarrassed when you say that? It's really dirty!

I had no choice but to pretend that I didn't understand, stopped talking, and sat down.

Linquanchuan didn't say anything else. He put down the book, took out a cup and poured a cup of brewed tea, preparing to hand it to me. When I reached out to take it, there was a knock on the door. I had no choice but to stop and get up to open the door.

"Excuse me...Ah! Mr. Sheji!"

It was an unusually familiar voice, and I found the source of the voice rather uncanny.

The girl in front of me wearing a light blue coat, a black miniskirt and gray and white striped stockings is my editor-in-chief.

"Why are you here?" I was quite surprised.

"Well, can we go in and talk first? I'm very tired after finding this place." Xiaoye said to me.

Oh, I'm afraid this is a bit difficult. What would Lin Quanchuan think if he saw her? And what if he said something terrible? Xiaoye is such a simple girl... I don't dare to think about it.

"Rin Izumikawa-san," I said to her at the door, "someone is looking for me today. It seems to be urgent. I'll be leaving first."

Rinquanchuan's mouth seemed to move, but he didn't say anything, just nodded.

"Sorry~" Then I picked up my schoolbag and closed the door of the activity room.

"Hey? There should be other people inside. Shouldn't I go say hello?"

"No need," I changed the subject. "How did you find yourself here?"

"Look, I forgot to tell you last time about the royalties from your book. Since we couldn't find you, we deposited the money into a bank card for you. It would be better if you transferred the money to your own card."

I see. I forgot about royalties. "Do you have that card with you now?"

"Yes, after all, that's why I came to you."

"Well, you're tired, so why not find a restaurant or something to rest for a while?"

"Huh? I actually just wanted to rest for a bit in the classroom. I'm not that tired, really! Ah, let's take care of the royalties first."

Xiaoye said a little excitedly.

"Since you said so, I'll listen to you."

Dealing with this kind of thing was not as easy as I thought. I thought I could solve it by transferring money at the ATM, but I didn’t expect the amount to exceed the transfer limit, so I had to go to the bank counter to handle it.

By the time it was done, it was almost six o'clock.

"Thank you, Editor Ye."

"Nothing, it's my duty."

I looked at the sky and felt a little hungry, so I said to her, "It's so late, you must be tired, why don't we eat on the street?"

"Huh?" Xiaoye was stunned for a moment, and quickly replied: "Ah, no need, I'd better go back first..."

"Don't be so formal. I'm sorry to bother you again this time, and I'll bother you again in the future. A meal is no big deal."

After hearing this, Xiaoye no longer refused and silently pulled my sleeve: "I don't know much about this place, please lead the way."

I feel like the atmosphere is getting awkward again. Well, forget it. I don't want to think about all these boring things anymore. I should think about what to eat...

"Isn't this the master?! Oh my god! Another girl I don't know!" Liu Yan's voice suddenly appeared in his ears.

Oh My God.

At this time, Liu Yan was riding on an off-road bicycle with a guitar bag on his back, looking at Xiaoye and me in surprise.

"Master, what do you have to explain this time?"

“Actually, this is my editor-in-chief.”

"I don't believe it! Where can there be such a beautiful editor? And I've never heard of you drawing comics."

"No, it's the editor-in-chief of the novel," I corrected.

"Anyway, I don't believe it! Damn it, if I didn't have something urgent today..." Liu Yan shook his head as if in pain, then shouted at me, "I don't care, I've made up my mind about you, a real pervert. If you don't teach me how to pick up girls, I'll tell your other girlfriend with long black hair about your date!" After that, he rode away quickly.

"....Well...it's just a misunderstanding of my classmate, don't take it seriously..." I said while looking at Xiaoye.

Ugh, Xiaoye's face is so red! Damn Liu Yan, he actually made the atmosphere so awkward.

"Um...Xiaoye...?"

"Uh...ah..." Xiaoye released his grip on my sleeve, took two steps back, and bowed to me: "I'm sorry! I didn't know you already had a girlfriend, and I got so close to you, causing your classmates to misunderstand... I'm sorry!"

Ah, Liu Yan, look at the sin you have committed. While enduring the burning gazes of passers-by, I explained to Xiaoye: "This is a misunderstanding. Actually, I don't have a girlfriend. You didn't do anything wrong..."

"What's going on?" "It seems that this guy was caught by his friends on a date behind his current girlfriend's back." "Wow, isn't he a scumbag?" "Yes, a scumbag." Ah, it seems that passers-by have some serious misunderstandings, which is really cause for celebration.

"Okay, stop crying, it's all a misunderstanding. How could a nerd like me have a girlfriend?"

"But..." Xiaoye raised her head, her eyes were already filled with tears. I didn't have any tissues or handkerchiefs on hand, so after hesitating for a moment, I could only wipe away her tears with my hands.

This kind of scene, no matter how you look at it, is a show of affection, right? Absolutely! It has to be! But this is definitely not the case!

Although I was panicking inside, I still said to her in a calm tone:

"Don't cry, I still prefer you with a smile on your face."

I said something like that! Am I out of my mind?

But the effect was still very significant. Xiaoye stopped crying and quickly calmed down.

"I'm sorry I still need you to comfort me."

"It's okay, let's go."

I held out my hand to her.

"Let me lead the way."

Since no one is willing to give up their prejudices, I have no choice but to continue this pretense.

Although I gave up the boring fantasy, I still want to believe

Chapter 12: Although I gave up my boring fantasy, I still want to believe

I am a very ordinary person, and I have known this since I was very young.

Just because I watched some special effects dramas, a lot of boring fantasies came into my little head.

I want to be a hero, I want to appear in the spotlight, and I want to leave in glory with the praise of others.

I wanted so badly to be a hero.

But reality is cruel.

When I was very young, I faced absolutely overwhelming power.

I realized how ordinary I was. Even if I tried to uphold justice, I would only end up hurt. I was too weak. I was truly just a weakling, someone who should quietly accept protection.

The glory of a hero will never belong to me.

Giving up like everyone else is the best option.

Even though I...

"The land? The land!?"

Xiaoye’s call brought me back to my senses.

"Huh? What's wrong?" I don't know why my mind wandered. Then I found myself staring at a decorative illustration on the menu. I guess that's why, because the picture was a cartoon image of my favorite childhood hero.

The waiter must have been waiting for quite some time. Oh, oh my god, when will this mind-wandering habit of mine stop happening?

"Sorry, I'll start ordering now." I apologized to the waiter with a slightly apologetic look.

"It's ok."

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

"What were you thinking about just now?" Xiaoye asked me curiously while the dishes were being served.

"It's nothing," I replied nonchalantly. "I think some of my childhood thoughts were silly."

"Oh, come to think of it, I had some pretty funny ideas when I was little," Xiaoye said after thinking for a moment. "For example, I wanted to marry a cartoonist so I could watch him draw comics every day. I also wanted to grow a plant with potato roots and tomatoes on top."

This seems like a pretty normal idea, right? It's definitely better than what I had as a kid. But I have to admire Xiaoye's imagination; I couldn't have imagined combining potatoes and tomatoes.

"It's really funny."

I replied, and then there was silence.

I lifted my chin with my hand and looked at the street, watching pedestrians coming and going. I couldn't help but think: if a robbery occurs when the two people don't know each other, will pedestrians flock to stop the criminals?

Well, I guess most people would just pretend not to see it, or even make way for the robber.

This isn't an exaggeration and is completely understandable. Since it didn't happen to you, the most important thing is to protect yourself and put the blame on responsible people.

However, if I were there, would I rush out to stop the robber?

"Hi, ah..."

Something was stretched to my mouth, and I subconsciously opened my mouth while I was distracted.

Mmm... tastes good...

Hmm? Wait! What's going on? Was that Xiaoye's voice just now? What's going on?

"Really? You're always daydreaming. If you keep doing this, the food will get cold," Xiaoye said to me, holding up a spoon and handing it to me. "Okay, do it yourself from now on. You're already this old, so you don't need me to feed you anymore, right?"

Ah, he actually fed me himself...

Looking at her nonchalant expression, my heart beat faster for some reason. I didn't respond to her, but just took the spoon and nervously buried my head in eating.

When Xiaoye saw my reaction, he seemed to smile, and then started eating silently.

Since there was little conversation, the meal didn't take too long.

"You seem to be worried about something." Xiaoye said to me as he walked out the door.

"Ah, was I found out?" I didn't hide it.

"Is it because of the misunderstanding?" Xiaoye showed a hint of apology in his eyes.

"That's not the case. I don't care what others think of me. What I care about is what I think of myself."

"Hmm? Your own opinion?"

"Yeah, it's not just me. Maybe everyone subconsciously defines themselves," I said, reaching out to help Xiaoye stop a taxi. "Then, they keep doing things and thinking according to this definition. It's hard to change themselves, right?"

"You're wrong," Xiaoye shook his head, then stretched out his weak fist and gently hit my chest, "Cheer up, young man, nothing is impossible to change!"