I won't be a loser.

Everyone's Sage: 392. Different perspectives lead to different views on problems

People who have children are different in their physical and mental state from those before they had children. A wise man cannot say with certainty whether others feel this way, but at least he himself thinks so.

Xianren returned to his apartment, entered his room, unbuttoned his collar, took out a bottle of tea from the refrigerator, unscrewed the cap, sat down at his desk, poured the tea into his mouth, and then he let out a long sigh, closing his eyes, his expression gradually relaxed...

He clicked on the current price of the currency market and saw the fluctuating red line, which made the wise man feel a little relieved.

Although there is basically no need to worry too much about life at present, such as living expenses, he has some income of his own, and there is also a lot of money from Feng Xiaochun, but the current funds alone cannot give Xianren too much sense of security.

Even if we don't consider our parents, our father, as the mayor, has a lot of income every year. Even after retirement, we don't need to worry too much about finances. But we still have our younger sister and those close friends around us.

It’s not that those people need to rely on him to survive in this world, but the wise man feels that he needs to make preparations for their lives to ensure that their lives can go on smoothly.

Sense of responsibility?

From the current perspective, he has nothing to do with the word responsibility, but even so, he still feels that he needs to do something responsible.

Red, green and yellow data kept fluctuating in front of him. He closed his eyes and rubbed his eyebrows, closed the data in front of him, then clicked on a document and began to settle accounts of his current assets and the interpersonal relationships around him.

He originally wanted to use abbreviations, but after thinking about it carefully, he was silent for a moment and decided to use the full names of these girls. Then he began to record every little bit about their future arrangements and plans.

Of course, these arrangements and plans were just his personal ideas. He was not going to interfere with the lives of these girls in terms of their material security.

"First, Setsuna. Then the world needs a little attention... well, and then there's the people around me..."

The names were recorded one by one, and he carefully looked at the total asset figures he had compiled. His hands kept typing on the keyboard, maintaining a very serious, rigorous and silent attitude, and inputting line after line of content.

"After dividing it equally, each person doesn't get much..."

He closed his eyes and sighed softly. The funds he had currently could ensure the basic living security of these girls, but it was still a bit difficult for them to live an easy life.

He rubbed his ears with his hands. He didn't know which would come first, happiness or accident. He didn't know if he would face danger again after surviving one accident.

“There is no such thing as risk-free things in the world…”

Staring at the schedule in front of him, he saved it to the cloud, then copied several copies and saved them in his various accounts. Sitting quietly at his desk, he reached out and gently rubbed his forehead, feeling a little tired.

"Is it because you went shopping today?"

I think it's not just because of going out. Just thinking about those people's affairs is indeed a burden on his spirit. Treating everyone seriously is a very mentally exhausting thing.

"I'm a little tired... I always feel exhausted. I haven't done anything, but mentally, I'm more exhausted than anyone else. I'm wasting my energy and torturing myself..."

It's not that he is unaware of his mental state. He always falls into a very depressed state, which has a significant impact on the people around him, but he himself has no way to change himself. If he is in a bad mood, he is in a bad mood. Even if his smile is forced and stiff, there is nothing he can do about it.

Being optimistic, cheerful, enthusiastic and proactive is not his character, and he cannot understand how to achieve such a character. Some things have been fixed in the process of his growth, integrated into the depths of his personality, and are a part of who he is and difficult to shake.

"Can someone like me be a good father?"

The wise man rubbed his forehead, sighed, slowly opened his eyes, turned his head to look at the window beside him, came to his balcony, stood on the balcony, and looked at the scenery outside the window, the large residential buildings, and the walls and green plants on the street.

The residential area is planted with evergreen plants, which remain green even in autumn and winter.

Looking at the blue sky, the depressed feeling in my heart dissipated a little. It might be because I sat at the desk for too long, so I felt a little depressed.

When you sit in front of a computer for a long time, your body's blood circulation becomes blocked, and your entire brain begins to suffer from oxygen and blood deprivation. It is normal to have problems with thinking.

For a wise man, he does not feel how strong his spirit is. When his body becomes weak and his brain feels uncomfortable, his whole person will become different from usual, and his body will become restless and weak.

"It's time to consider allocating more time to exercise."

I have been thinking about exercising all the time, but I haven't done much exercise recently. Even my body, which used to maintain daily activities, has become lax during this period.

This cannot continue.

With a serious attitude, Xianren returned to his room, looked at the calendar, thought for a while, and then planned an exercise plan.

In the evening, before he started preparing dinner, the doorbell rang. Xianren, who was sitting at the desk and thinking about what fitness equipment to buy, stood up, rubbed his eyes, and went to the door.

When I opened the door, I saw Qing Pu Mai standing at the door, wearing heat-insulating gloves and holding a casserole.

"I prepared some chicken stew and brought some over."

"Just let me know and I can pick it up at your house. No need to bring it here yourself... Come in."

Looking at Qingpu Mai holding the casserole, Xianren was helpless for a moment and let her into his room. Qingpu Mai came into the room and placed the casserole on the marble kitchen counter, while Xianren was preparing to pour tea. Qingpu Mai's eyes fell on Xianren.

"Today, I think I saw you in the mall. Did you go to the nearby mall today?"

The wise man who was pouring tea was distracted for a moment, his eyes wandered for a moment, and then fell on the teacup in front of him. Seeing that it was almost full, he lifted the tilted spout of the pot, picked up the teacup, and placed it in front of Qingpu Mai.

"Yes, I went shopping with an acquaintance and her daughter. I didn't expect you to be there too. Why didn't you say hello to me?"

With a smile, he admitted the fact that he had gone to the mall, and turned the topic to Qingpu Mai, asking her why she didn't talk to him at that time, but instead came over at this time and asked him about this matter when they were alone.

Such a frank admission shocked Qing Pu Mai, who had some doubts in her heart. She felt a little apologetic and opened her mouth to hide the uneasiness in her heart.

"Originally, I was preparing for work, but Yuko felt that working all the time wasn't appropriate, so she asked me to go shopping with her. When I saw you and that person, you seemed to be close, so I didn't go up to disturb you. Is she your... friend, Kento?"

"When I was in Itomori, she lived next door to me. We hadn't seen each other for a long time. It was only a while ago that I found out she was in Tokyo, so I met her and found out she already had a child."

A slight smile made Qingpu Wu feel a little more at ease. She looked at the wise man in front of her and did not continue asking questions. It would be inappropriate to ask further questions.

Then, he changed the topic and talked about the restaurant. After chatting with Xianren for a while, he went home first, leaving Xianren sitting in the room, watching Qingpu Mai leave his room and fell into a brief thought.

"Well... forget it."

After thinking for a while, the wise man opened the casserole and looked at the stewed chicken lying quietly inside. He covered the casserole again and started to cook...

I got up early in the morning and made myself rice balls, then sat down in the classroom. Looking at the classmates who entered the classroom one by one, Xianren was thinking about some issues, such as "youth", "high school" and so on. For example, youth only comes once, and high school can only last for three years. There are also things like "flowers may bloom again, but people can never be young again". I think if I leave high school like this and go directly to university, is it really okay?

But after thinking about it carefully again, my life in high school seemed to have no ups and downs. Even if I stayed in high school, I would still be living a repetitive life. The so-called "youthful memories" were nothing more than the repeated beautification of myself in my mind after leaving high school.

Is youth really that beautiful?

It is more of a regret of not being realized, which makes people feel that their youth "could be very beautiful" and "the reality is unsatisfactory". When the two overlap, they feel the preciousness of youth. It is just a memory of what has been lost.

"I am now in my youth, in the memory that I will only recall in the future... So, do I feel that my current life is particularly precious?"

The wise man sitting at the table thought for a long time, and when he wanted to give an answer, his heart stopped himself from giving an answer for himself.

"..."

He slowly turned his head and looked at Umetaro Nozaki who was sitting at the table behind him. His eyes fell on the dazed and dull face, and he slowly asked a question.

"If you could stay in high school forever, how long do you think you could stay there?"

"In high school, is it like this now?"

Nozaki Umetaro reached out his hand and gently pinched his cheek, showing a thoughtful expression and humming softly.

"Hmm... Life isn't easy for me right now. I have to keep up with my studies every day while also working at night. Honestly, it's hard to even get enough sleep with this kind of lifestyle. The only time I can rest is on the weekends... Three years of high school is probably my personal limit."

Umetaro Nozaki analyzed the situation carefully and felt that maintaining it for three years would be good enough.

"But during high school, I can also draw a lot of inspiration and materials. In this respect, I really like high school. If possible, I hope to continue painting and live in high school."

It's a bit of an unexpected answer, but it's also understandable. From the perspective of working hours alone, it's really tiring to have to balance your studies with finishing a chapter of the comics every week. It's also normal not to want to continue living in high school.

However, as a source of inspiration, it is understandable that Umetaro Nozaki wanted to stay in high school to continue to draw inspiration as the source of his own creation.

For Umetaro Nozaki, whose works focus on the themes of "high school life" and "love", it is indeed in his best interest to stay in high school. This is completely different from Kento, who is not affected by whether he stays or leaves.

"Why are you asking about this suddenly?"

"No, I'm just a little curious. For more than half of us, who don't have to shoulder social responsibilities and just need to stay on campus every day, high school might be our most beautiful memories."

After thinking about it, Xianren also thought of some other factors. Compared to entering university and society, one needs to take on responsibilities. During the time in high school, most of the material pressure is borne by one's parents. One only needs to live a relaxed life day after day, which is indeed a good life.

Umetaro Nozaki fell silent and couldn't help thinking. He had a decent income from the weekly serialization of his comics. He basically paid for his tuition and rent by himself, so he didn't really understand the material pressure.

He just needs to keep creating every day.

"It's a bit of a heavy topic, but it's an idea that could be incorporated into a comic."

"Aren't you a romance comic? Are you okay with such a heavy subject?"

"If it's not too in-depth, it will give the male protagonist a sense of maturity and a sense of 'responsibility'."

"..."

From a personal perspective, Kento didn't really like such superficial content, but from Nozaki Umetaro's perspective, such drawings could indeed increase the charm of the comic characters. Feeling a bit bored for a moment, he didn't continue the conversation, chuckled, and sat back.

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Everyone's Wise Man: 393. Tae-ja also likes young boys

"Besides meeting you, I can't think of any other reason to stay here."

Standing in front of the window, looking at the scenery outside, Xianren supported his chin with one hand, his eyes fixed on a leaf that had not yet fallen. In the classroom behind him, Futaba Rio was making coffee, and did not respond to Xianren's sigh.

Everything has been decided and basically finalized. If she continues to stop Xianren from leaving high school, she feels that doing so will only make people feel even more unbearable.

"You'll be back during the holidays anyway, won't you? A little less frequent meetings over a year or so is tolerable. But she'll go to university in Chiba with you, right?"

"No, she will stay in Tokyo and attend a famous private university. Originally, before she met me, her family wanted her to study abroad, but her current situation is not suitable for studying abroad, so they decided to stay in China and attend a private university."

Kento didn't say which school it was, but Futaba Rio could probably guess which university it was.

Famous, private.

These two points alone are enough to basically lock on to the target.

"Is it okay to be alone in Chiba?"

"Anyway, for graduate school, I'll still choose a school in Tokyo. Staying in Chiba for a while won't have a big impact on our lives. It's normal that we can't be together for a long time. If we can be together all day, we'll get tired of it sooner or later, right?"

Tired of looking at the leaves, Xianren slowly turned around and looked at Futaba Rio standing in the classroom. He raised his head, glanced at the ceiling, was silent for a moment, slowly walked in front of her, and looked at the coffee in her cup.

"No matter what time it is, your attitude towards the world is always extremely realistic... negative."

"Negative?"

He picked up the beaker, shook it, and took a sip of coffee. His eyes rested on Futaba Rio and he smiled slightly...

When school was over in the afternoon, he did not rush to leave the school. He first went to the astronomy department and found that Feng Xiaochun was not in the club activity department. Then he slowly left the school, returned home, and entered the living room. When he did not see Feng Xiaochun, he contacted his wife.

"Haru, where?"

"I'm back in my hometown, and I have some belongings there."

"So, what time will you be back in the evening?"

"About an hour."

"Ah."

After confirming that his wife was not at home and had returned to the Feng family, it seemed that there was something in her original room. It would take about an hour for her to return here. Xianren didn't care much about it. He made himself a cup of tea, sat in front of the TV, turned on the power, and picked up his game controller.

After logging into the account and entering the game, I was immersed in it and my spirit became tense. When I came to my senses, the dim sunset glow fell into the house. There was some movement at the door, and Feng Xiaochun, who was still in school uniform, entered the house.

The wise man who just died stopped playing the game and turned his head to look at the girl who had returned home.

"It's almost time, shall I prepare dinner?"

"Ah."

The girl slowly came to Xianren's side, saw the game screen, and looked at Xianren who got up from the sofa, and then she knew what he had been doing during the time she was away from home.

But she didn't have any special ideas. She and Xianren took out fresh ingredients from the refrigerator and started preparing dinner...

day to day.

For Xianren, life gradually became calm, and he no longer had any strange dreams. He lived a similar life every day. One month passed like this, and one weekend when the holiday was approaching, Xianren met a special person on his way home.

"Ah~ It's Xianren~ Long time no see~"

A soft voice came, and before he turned around, a soft and elastic body pressed against him. After thinking for 0.1 seconds, he remembered who this familiar voice belonged to.

"Miss Yasuko?"

Kento did not show any shyness on his face in response to Takasu Yasuko's enthusiasm. He slowly turned around and looked at Takasu Yasuko, who was a little shorter than him. He looked a little surprised, but soon smiled. The natural change in his expression made Takasu Yasuko happy all of a sudden.

"It's been a long time since you last visited my home, hasn't it? Did you have a conflict with Long Er?"

"No, not really. It's just that in this world, there are a lot of things to deal with, and since we're not in the same school, the chances of meeting each other have become much less. But when I go to the commercial street, I often run into him, and we often choose and buy ingredients together."

Basically, as long as there are discounts and promotions, Xianren will definitely meet Takasu Ryuji selecting promotional items when he arrives at the commercial street.

"So there wasn't a conflict? Don't worry, Taizi~ It's rare that Long Er has made a friend. It would be a shame if the relationship deteriorated due to some misunderstanding. By the way, does Xianren have time now? Why don't you go back with Taizi? Long Er will be home soon~"

Kento was a little surprised by Takasu Yasuko's somewhat abrupt invitation. He was about to refuse, but then he thought about how it had been a long time since he had visited the Takasu family. Looking at Takasu Yasuko's expectant eyes, he hesitated for a moment, nodded, and agreed with a smile.

"Great! I was worried that Xianren might refuse because of something. Let's go~"