MyGO!!! I am the succubus Xiaoxiang?

Those who face reality are the supporting characters.

After the whole thing was over, he didn't get to enjoy the punishment like a villain.

Unlike the main characters, they don't leave behind legends, but later show unwavering determination that moves people.

Instead, it's like many people in life who, after suffering, continue to suffer.

He advised Rencai to give up, but his good intentions made him seem like a bad person in comparison.

But are there really such big differences between two people who can become friends and get along?

A guy who can make the stubborn Nina a friend.

Is he really a bad person?

If he's a bad person, why would he bother to advise Nina to face reality?

Ironically, the most rational ones are the ones who suffer the most.

Unfortunately, she wasn't completely rational enough to make a clean break, yet she was bullied the most, and in the end, she couldn't even be as willful as Nina.

As Rencai's best friend.

How could the bullies be let off the hook?

When Nina couldn't find her shoes, Hina also went home wearing indoor shoes.

While Nina looked at her soaked books, Hina was emptying the water from her schoolbag.

When you're with Nina, you get into trouble.

Can the chicks next to it really run away?

Reason makes someone realize that struggling is pointless, and reality teaches the more obedient child to endure and shut up.

What's even more outrageous is that when she's thinking about apologizing and admitting defeat so she can protect herself and her friends, Nina refuses to give in.

It reflects one's own humility and weakness.

She was like a hero, while I was like a dog that deserted its post.

The more she insisted.

The more insignificant one feels, the more disgusting it is.

It makes me feel disgusted.

It's like saying something countless times.

The herb is like a mirror, reflecting the sins and weaknesses of everyone.

The closer you get, the clearer it becomes.

The closest one is oneself.

Looking at the dazzling Nina, and then at her own retreating self, she gradually began to hate herself and wanted to escape from Nina.

So, they broke off their friendship.

The best approach is to join the bully's side and integrate yourself into the group.

But, looking at the radish.

In my irrational state, I only broke off relations with that person, without letting anyone else know that I had broken off relations with her.

And then, in the end, things escalated to the point where...

When Rencai's affair was exposed, I was happy to hear that she might get a guaranteed admission to university. But after hearing that she refused and ran away from school, I realized that she would never admit defeat and would not change her mind for personal gain.

The bullies continue to swagger around the school.

Since Nina, who had escaped, could no longer be tortured, the flowers of malice that bloomed from the unpunished villains could only end up on her friend.

Perhaps all you have to do is shout that you're breaking up with Rina, yell and curse her, spit on her picture, or even throw it in the toilet like they do. If you go to the toilet and a few people laugh around, they'll let you off the hook.

but.

Can't do it.

I was probably harmed by Rencai.

The thought that if he ran away, that guy would definitely not do it; instead, he would shout "You're a virgin!" and then rush up and fight with the group of guys.

Despite being rational, I couldn't come up with all the solutions I wanted.

Therefore, the good was not thorough enough, and the bad was not fully understood.

It's all Jin Cai's fault, otherwise I wouldn't have had to close down.

Shut up! What do you know? I'm resenting Nina!

"But you know better than anyone how to become one of those people. Even when you chose to leave school, you didn't hurt Nina or betray her, did you?"

Shut up! What do you know? I really, really hate Nina!!

Don't suddenly hug me!

I really hate that guy.

Seriously, I hate it.

I hate how I appear in her eyes, how I'm becoming less and less reliable.

Looking at the person most like her, discussing everything, listening to music together, lying on the rooftop, each with an earphone, humming "The Empty Box," watching the sun flash across the sky, I see myself transform into that indifferent, ruthless, realistic self.

I hate that version of myself who thinks that Nina would give up her sense of justice for the sake of a guaranteed admission spot, and I'm happy and pleased about it, thinking that she, like me, has come to terms with reality.

. . . . . .

But was I wrong?

Why must I suffer all this torment?

If this is the price I paid for getting to know Rencai.

Then my graduation and leaving school should be my retribution.

She participated in the audition, dressed cutely, and when she saw that there were few people at Diamond Star, she immediately signed up, constantly looking forward to it, just like every noon she spent with Nina, humming the song "The Empty Box" in her imagination, just like she fantasized.

But why, what did I do wrong?

Filled with hope and anticipation, I joined in on my favorite music, looking expectantly at my idols. But they looked at me with indifference and disgust. It wasn't me who made your lead singer leave; it was you guys. What does it have to do with me? Why blame me?

Yes, I'm a newbie, I don't know anything, not even how to take the class.

However, none of you are willing to practice with me, and no one has told me how you think I could sing better.

You didn't even tell me about the changes in style or singing method. You just changed yourselves and went to perform.

Then, it was discovered, and people scolded me.

Why am I the one getting scolded? What did I do? I didn't even get a chance to practice with you guys.

why?

What did I do wrong?

Hey, Goddess, tell me!! What did I do wrong? Why am I suffering like this?!

Yes, they are bastards.

But I don't want to hear that.

Yes, that's right. I wanted to prove myself. I wanted to say, "Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river, never underestimate a young man's potential."

is that useful?

The firm won't let me attend their classes anymore.

They were unwilling to communicate with me either.

If this continues, in a few days, the firm will conduct an evaluation and find that I'm not up to par, so they'll have to replace me, right?

Someone has to take responsibility for everything.

And since I'm good at nothing, I'm sure I'll be the one who gets kicked out, right?

But I clearly didn't do anything!

I feel sad for the cats getting wet in the rain, and I scream when I see insects suddenly darting out. I am dazzled by the fireflies that gradually appear in the summer night, and I look forward to the future because of the summer fireworks.

She can coo like a pigeon, and she can also pinch her nose and recite Sailor Moon's lines with a lost child.

Why me?

Why are so many bad people able to laugh happily? Why are other good people who can't see reality able to live proudly? But why am I the only one who can?

It's me, living alone in a rented room, practicing music that people despise. When playing in ensembles, I don't even dare to call out my teammates' names. Why me? I know nothing, yet I'm condemned.

why me?

Am I doing something wrong?

Don't come any closer!

"You did a great job! You're fantastic!"

No way!

Don't think that just because you suddenly hug me and comfort me, I'll be moved or burst into tears.

Those things are real.

No, those aren't tears on my face!

It was just too sudden, and I had been looking forward to it too much.

I haven't had a hug in so long.

The girl clutched her sleeve and reached out to hug the girl beside her.

"Is it really not my fault?"

"No, you're already amazing. No one has the right to criticize someone who's pursuing their own happiness, working hard, and moving forward with pride."

I won't cry because of someone like you, who's just like Rencai.

just because of.

It's just very warm.

It was just a hug.

It was really, really heartwarming.

. . . . . .

"Thank you for your comfort." He struggled to his feet and looked at the blue-haired girl beside him, who was looking at him with a gentle smile.

An overly gentle gaze, and a feeling of pity.

There was also a slight sense of empathy, as if they had struggled countless times, in their rented rooms, facing the moonlight, or facing themselves, asking why things had turned out this way, and why it had to be them.

That kind of sadness and empathetic pity for those tormented by fate.

Being stared at like that made me feel inexplicably much more relaxed.

The girl in front of you could be so captivating that someone might risk their life for her.

If she wanted to, countless people would be willing to spend money on her any minute, and even claim it was their own choice.

No reason.

Hikari felt that being watched by the other person made her want to sit down obediently and tell her about her grievances and her efforts.

As for why this wasn't done.

Because I just finished speaking.

I just said I had nothing to say, so I can let my mind wander and think whatever I want. I don't have to think about anything heavy.

Being around her, it seemed like there was nothing to worry about.

Wow, that's amazing! Is this MUJICA's keyboardist? No wonder so many people like him.

Chu, think it over. You're about to be kicked out of your rent and unable to pay it.

Don't let her charm you and spend money on her.