"Have you done anything?"

Although Tsurumi lowered his head, he couldn't see his expression at all. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info but the detailed response is still clear and audible in every word.

"Other people have been bullied a few times...... But in the end, it's all over as if nothing happened, and after that, they will talk to each other and continue to do their own things. Somebody is going to bring it up - that's pretty much the atmosphere everybody. ”

This kind of content makes people feel extremely uncomfortable. Although Tsurumi is the narrator, he still looks so bland that he laughs at himself.

"Then, a child who had a good relationship and talked to me a lot was also bullied, and I kept a proper distance from her...... But before I knew it, it was my turn. Obviously I haven't done anything. ”

It has nothing to do with what you have done, it is because you need unity that people will be excluded.

Obviously, yesterday he was still praising "calm and handsome", but today it will be interpreted as "condescending"; Yesterday he was respected because of his "smart mind", and today he is contemptuous of "looking down on people who are not good at learning"; Yesterday it was "lively and energetic", but today it will be replaced by "noisy and carried away".

Because "everybody" is saying that, "I" will say the same thing. There is no right or wrong, no good or evil, just a matter of pure atmosphere. Because everyone is worried about running out of the atmosphere, the night watch is just a casual remark, and things will unknowingly develop.

And once it starts, among the groups, everyone becomes afraid of "maybe the next one is themselves". The people who follow the atmosphere unconsciously begin to push the atmosphere, so when it should be over, everyone looks for the next victim.

It is in this cycle that children learn to be "self", and this is a normal process.

So that's it, right?

Even if you look at Tsurumi mixed with uneasy trembling and whimpering, is it the same?

Even if you think back to what happened at that time?

"When I got to middle school...... Will it still be like this..."

Tsurumi's voice did not dissipate from Kinoshita's mind until the end of dinner. It's like that sentence back then.

"It's okay, squad leader. It's good to be in high school. ”

Damn it!

It was getting late, and there were only leftovers left on the table. It's just that as if something is pressing everyone, everyone is still sitting in their respective places, holding their own teacups.

So, there's such a thing as atmosphere.

"Now they're probably doing something like gossip on the night of a school trip."

Hayama is always able to render the atmosphere safe and harmonious at critical times. It's as if you're nostalgic for something. Come to think of it, a character like him should have participated in similar activities when he was a child. It's like it's bedtime, but I'm still excited to sleep because I can spend the night with my friends. Eventually, it got to the point where everyone was throwing pillows or chatting all night on the quilt while eating snacks.

"Are you alright......"

Yubihama, who was sitting next to the silent Himena, asked with some concern, this girl has an unexpectedly delicate feeling in some ways.

With the friction of "swish", Hiratsuka-sensei's handsome side face was suddenly illuminated in the shadow of the tree, and after a slight puff, purple smoke rose. Along with the exchange of crossed legs, the cigarette also shook.

"Whew. Is there anything to worry about? ”

The first to answer this question was Hayama.

"Well, there's an isolated student ......"

"It's so pitiful—"

Miura habitually followed Hayama's topic, but this sentence seemed to stimulate Hikiya, who was sitting on the other side.

"No, Hayama. You don't understand the essence of the problem. Isolation, if just a person stays alone is nothing in itself. The problem is something that is isolated because of malice. ”

"Huh? Does this make any difference? ”

Even if he wanted to focus on Hayama, Miura still asked back domineeringly. For a moment, the fierce arrogance made Biqigu pause slightly.

"The meaning is that wanting to be alone is different from being excluded to being alone."

"Ahh That's what it means. ”

The addition of Qianqi has stabilized Biqigu's position.

"So, what are you going to do?"

As an instructor, Xiao Jing obviously won't deal with it directly. The questions of the students of Zongwu High School are handed over to themselves, the life instructor; Now the problem is the elective assignment of volunteer activities.

What to do?

Cold......

It's like if you may watch a film about war and poverty, you may feel that your soul has been impacted, your three views have been baptized, and your whole consciousness has been sublimated. But when you turn around and go back to real life, what you just saw is not real.

For humans, it's a habit – to be a spectator of pain, to be miserable, meaningless.

Everyone is the same, no one really has the consciousness to do something seriously and responsibly. Whether it's a thousand figura, it's better than Qigu, or it's Hayama......

"I ......"

It was Hayama who opened his mouth heavily. There's no loveandpeace aura on weekdays.,It's as if someone is going to refute it soon.。

Although it does.

"I want to do what I can."

This is indeed what Hayama would say. It sounds warm, it's true, it's gentle—to the same onlookers.

What is it possible? Have you ever wondered what will happen later in a place where you can't do it?

"Then please don't do anything within your ability, okay?"

"You can't do it, wasn't it before?"

Rhetorical questions rang out at the same time at both sides of the table, leaving no room for tearing apart the ambiguous reality created by Hayama's words. Obviously he can't do anything, so he is a good person.

The cold voice under the snow and the piercing gaze of the thousand trees froze Hayama's body at the same time.

At this moment, Hayama, who had suffered a double blow, showed a painful expression as if his heart was burning.

At the same time, Chizuki and Yukishita, who had spoken out to dismiss Hayama's reason for action, glanced at each other and hung aside the object they had been watching together for the last second.

The atmosphere of the needle-tip wheat mang was silently drowned in the flickering gaze after a moment.

"Perhaps, that's the case...... But this time it's different."

"Who knows"

Hayama spoke after a moment of respite. In the face of Hayama's answer, Xue Xia shrugged his shoulders and responded coldly.

Seeing the unexpected interaction, everyone present fell into a heavy silence.