September 1, two o'clock in the morning

"Guest, take your things, and please don't deliberately step on other people's off-duty points to come to the convenience store in the future," said the indifferent salesperson after pushing his glasses

"It's only at this moment that I have the leisure to go out... Forget it," the boy said in a tone as indifferent as his face, after taking the shopping bag with one hand.

"Of course, I'm going to work at the game store next door from tomorrow.,It's all because of someone who went out at night and planned to attack underage girls," the girl with the "Mizuno Runan" brand pinned to her chest read a joke with an expression stick that "It's all your pot" without emotional fluctuations

"It's funny," the young man, who might have been joking at her, nodded blankly, and then walked out of the store with his things

"Happy 16"

"Ah, happy 16"

"Hey—"

“…… I won't entertain you," a short time after leaving the grocery store, a phone call was answered, and the boy answered as soon as the person on the other end of the line spoke

"Tsk... Ah Yin, I'm very sad."

"You can continue to be sad, anyway, I don't have any wine or food here, and it will be almost dawn when I go back" The young man sighed as if he was a little troublesome, "Anyway, you don't need to call over, and drink less alcohol"

"Ah Yin, I'm more happy today... Don't worry, I didn't get drunk and didn't throw up."

"What's there to be happy about in this ... Go to sleep" The boy was about to hang up the phone after a little more concern, it was already getting late, and that person was not himself

"Happy 16"

"Ah, happy 16 years old" repeated the same answer as above, not that there were many people who cared about him, but that the people who would come to care about it happened to get together, at least the boy himself thought so

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"That's a lot..."The young man, who had always been outside the parallel line, couldn't help but raise his eyebrows after seeing the pile of gift boxes stacked at the door of the big house, not that he was not used to it, but for a man who lived alone, so many gifts were useless except for the dust accumulated in the warehouse

"Nogizaka Enterprises wishes you a happy birthday, and don't do anything to my daughter...... Who would choose to let a bear be their father-in-law?"

"Nasuhara Heavy Industries wishes you a happy enrollment, PS: Have you thought of the name of the cross talk group...... It's okay if it doesn't happen."

"Kumagoro Teno is looking forward to making your campus life enjoyable... Sorry, maybe the reply is going to be burned to you, and your son forgot to change his name and sent the gift."

"All of you would like to present you with the greetings of the Golden Witch... Is this a declaration of terror? ”

The gift boxes that are placed together with these gifts have the names of almost all the famous entrepreneurs or companies in Japan written on them, but for the teenagers, this is the same as the glass of wine handed over at the entertainment party, it is a good thing to choose "refuse", after all, everyone knows that there is more than one person like him

"The Third Emperor Goddess Raya Xiang ...... Could it be that this shrewd princess is mocking me? ”

"The Nura Group for you... Tsk,The things sent from Kyoto are more annoying than the other," the teenager who was blocked by these two congratulatory gifts and had no interest in opening the door directly with the key and threw all the gifts in, accidentally damaging something useful, then apologize later, in short, most of them must be just some broken copper and iron that can be bought with money

"Éclaire Fallon greets you..."Before closing the door, he picked up the gift that had just landed in front of his heel, and it was necessary to write to him immediately to show that he had received it, because it was not the content of the gift, but who the person who sent it

"As in previous years, entrepreneurs delivered en masse, Kyoto received it regardless of whether it was accepted or not, and the military department basically had to return the gift," the boy said to himself as if he didn't know who he was talking to as he sat down on the sofa...... I know, but it doesn't work, and I've thought about looking at the face every year to get something back, but it's still annoying for other people to go with so much volume."

"Besides, my birthday is not today...... "I feel like it's a wordless mockery, after all, everyone knows it's just a cutscene, I've only seen the emperor succeed to the throne and never seen the coachman sit down."

"To put it simply, who of you thinks that one day the charioteer who pulls the chariot for the emperor will be able to enter the palace with the emperor and receive the worship of his subjects? No, right?" the boy casually took out a thin notebook from his jacket pocket and began to write casually, which was nothing more than a short "received", and those who took the initiative to give gifts could basically only get such a reply, except for a few exceptions

“… Okay, let's be quiet like this, everyone, I sincerely hope that we won't have a chance to see each other in the future" I don't know if it was an "imaginary" response in my ears, anyway, the boy stopped his pen and said in a slightly pleading voice, "I... I don't want to be the same as I used to be."

(True, yes, heavenly, true/unlikely) two sentences with the same result were printed in front of him, and it was a symbol that was distorted into "words" just so that he could understand it, but after all, the boy's ears were quiet

“…… What a cruel price," he said to himself this time, and for some time afterwards there was nothing in the house except for the faint sound of the tip of the pen touching the paper

I don't know how long it has been because he was obsessed with replying to letters, but when he stopped the tip of his pen, there was already a faint morning light outside the window, but don't worry, the day in the suburbs is always faster than in the suburbs, and of course it goes just as quickly

"Four:20...... It's almost the same" casually tore the notebook into pieces and pressed the pen on the coffee table like this.,Anyway, there are not even insects in such a big room.,If it's going to be less, it can only be explained as a fairy prank.

"Find a time to return the gift...", this reminds myself, of course, there is no need to do this, there is no need to repeat one thing twice

So let's talk about an interesting question, with a car and a house, parents are busy, sisters are complete, famous, both civil and military, and ancestors accumulate virtue, what will be the first thing you think of such a routine? If I hadn't asked the question on purpose, then it would have been the so-called "male protagonist", right?

-- It's a pity...... Not at all

"Please come to the school by 9 o'clock tomorrow morning and bring the relevant documents, parents are not allowed to accompany their children to school" When I went up to the second floor and opened the door, I accidentally caught a glimpse of a flashing window on the computer screen, and the notification had come down

"The second half of the sentence is nonsense," casually turned the computer screen black, and the boy took off his coat and lay down on the bed to fall asleep, it takes at least an hour or so from the suburbs to the city, and he has to prepare breakfast for himself, so if he sleeps now, he can only have less than an hour of sleep, but unfortunately for him, if it is really this long, it can still be regarded as a miracle

As mentioned above, the boy has a large villa in the suburbs where he lives alone, his parents have not had much contact because of work, he has two sisters and a sister who are upright and beautiful and have different personalities, and he also has the deeds of the present who are called "geniuses". Ah, I'm sorry, these two people are still in a state of no contact with him, and their own family is also a famous family that has survived hundreds of years of stability, so the whole territory of Japan needs to give him some face, and in short, it's the kind of protagonist template, right?

Living alone in the suburbs proves that he is lonely, the lack of interaction between his parents proves that he is abandoned, having sisters and sisters proves that he is not unique, being called a "genius" proves that he is still immature, both civil and military proves that he is not good at anything else, and being born into a famous family proves that he is ...... It's all about perfection

The boy's name is Jieyun Chong, and he is not well known or praised, so for those who are outside the "story", this is just a passerby-by, right? It's not as brave as a young man who can move forward with bruises all over his body with just his right hand, not as strong as a young man who can turn into a "whoop" for the things he loves, not as strong as a young man who shouts "I'll carry the impossible for you" in the future, how strong is a young man who is willing to get out of the ordinary world in order to save the elves, he can't pull the people around him out of the "weird" with the belief that even the Scarlet Queen dares to save him, he can't give up the right to love others and endure the pain and say "I've seen the end", He can't escape from the real world by guarding the hope called "Sheng" like a black-clad swordsman in the midst of a disaster...... Yes, he's just a passerby, there are so many different people in the world, and he's just one of them, but there's enough in the story, there's no place for him

"Ah......" But now he is in a short-lived "reality" like those real "protagonists", and no one interferes in their lives, no one has become extraordinary from the beginning, and the "protagonist" is just an outsider before there is nothing to protect, they don't know each other, and the story has not yet begun

"God... The room fell into darkness for a short time, and the slightly open eyes slowly closed, a new day was about to begin, the time of the world passed again, and the next thing was mine...... No

-- Is it a ...... Everyone's story