(I do what I say, updated Monday.) By the way, there are very few long comments on the plot in my book review section...... ）

From the perspective of ordinary people, I should call this kind of thinking egoism.

Everything is thought in terms of self, without any concern for what other people really feel. It looks like a saint who thinks about others, but the heart of each thought is out of self-consideration.

This is also known as hypocrisy.

I'm just a cowardly hypocrite.

If you don't touch it, it won't hurt, and if you don't understand it, it won't make an impact. Relationships and the like are too troublesome, and every time you figure it out, you need to exhaust your mind. Every conversation needs to be about other people's feelings.

If I were one of those high school students, I would have been able to express myself completely regardless of other people's opinions. But I can't.

Because I'm Hikiya Hachiman.

I'm an unusual person. Even if it makes people feel complacent to say it, it's just a simple fact. I can't just ignore other people's feelings and show myself casually. That's the worst thing to do.

I'm still an ordinary person after all.

The heart yearns for it, but it can't. That's a perfect statement for me.

So let's put ourselves in a simple position. Your acquaintances aren't even friends, they're a public enemy on campus that everyone hates. I can't say what the reason is, but everyone unconsciously began to hate him. In this case, you still want to get closer to him, want to talk to him, and in the final analysis, there is only one possibility for this kind of thinking to appear.

Gentle.

A kind of tenderness that is hopeless, and cannot be left alone.

Because it's gentle and kind, I can't put it down. likes to use all kinds of small actions to defend the weak, to care, to declare his harmlessness. This behavior is usually a manifestation of gentleness.

But doing so can be misleading. It will lead to unavoidable misunderstandings. It will make the rescued person feel a hopeless feeling. This feeling can be positive or negative. But it will inevitably happen. It is irreversible. And then as a catalyst to squeeze between two people, as an insurmountable chasm.

Rather than the inevitable betrayal in the future, it is better to cut everything off in the bud.

Yui Yui Yuhihama is a good woman, a kind girl in the true sense of the word. People like her shouldn't have a good opinion of me. As long as you learn to stay away from everyone else there is no problem, because I am abnormal.

It's understandable that Yukishita is due to his own personality, but if Yubihama is involved, I really don't know what to do. She's just a most ordinary girl, who likes text messages and all kinds of delicate jewelry, likes to chase trends and fashions, and discusses yesterday's soap operas with her friends. Wouldn't it be too sad to get involved with me just because of kindness?

"So that's it."

I shook my head and walked up the stairs.

That way, no one will be harmed.

It's cruel to be treated unfairly just because you're kind.

That's why it's the right thing to do with people like me. If she can't do it, then I will take the initiative to disconnect the relationship. Although this statement is a bit ironic in modern society, it is the right choice.

If you were an ordinary high school student, you might not be able to make this ruthless heart, right? But I know the truth. When I was in junior high school, the people who cared about me were the most sad after being estranged. Those people are innocent. Good people shouldn't be treated like this because of an unexpected act of kindness. So as long as I, the extraneous factor, leaves, then everyone can be happy.

Sounds like I'm a saint?

"What saint is like me?"

Turning sideways to give way to the space for the couple who rushed down to go downstairs, it was like a natural departure without even a look.

Leaning against the wall and walking the stairs will also encounter some strange stares from girls. The whispering look and the occasional laughter are definitely not good words. Even boys would turn their heads and talk to their peers when they saw me.

Is that what I'm doing wrong? No, I don't either. None of us did anything wrong. It's just that 'unconsciously' public violence began to be exercised 'unconsciously'. When resistance has been determined to be useless, then hiding is the right choice. Sharpening one's minions in the shadows is the most powerful counterattack. A momentary shame doesn't mean anything.

But there are no good people in this plan.

So, this choice is the right one.

Second-hand goods like me, no one wants them for clearance sales-

It seems to be a wrong line. I think people like me don't want to pay for it.

So there's nothing bad about it, no one will be harmed, no one will have problems. The gears that should have been maintained have not collapsed, and the cycle that has been going on continues. The problem was nothing more than a seemingly inconspicuous male high school student. As long as you graduate, no one cares. So this plan is simply perfect to explode, and only one is sacrificed to win.

As for what will happen to that boy high school student? Does anyone care about the birth, old age, sickness and death of a background character? It's just a sacrifice, it's just a number, it's not a big deal.

And isn't it the best choice for that kind of person to rot in a place where no one knows the way?

If there is a problem, you must find the cause from yourself. People don't reject a person for some inexplicable reason. People who can be ostracized usually have one or two unusual situations.

Even if there are no anomalies...... Your popularity is not good, and being bullied is also abnormal.

This kind of thing is something that you want to have a reason for. All in all, it's all predestined, and it's useless to resist.

Unless, your strength has defied it all.

"I am a man of a past life—"

Because the sound was so distinctive, I had to look up at the top of the body in amazement.

A dead fat man with dyed white hair, a black cloth belt, and a brown military coat was right in front of me. Holding an invisible holy sword in both hands, he glared at me with an awe-inspiring expression, and shouted loudly into the entire corridor with full of energy.

"Ashikaga Yoshiteru, the sword general, has come to meet the great teacher before!"

“…… Ha? ”

I was so shocked that I couldn't help but let out a monotonous strange sound.

The way to break this cycle of being bullied is to find friends and build a small circle on your own.

But you don't want to depend on anyone else, and if you want to do it alone, then unless you have the strength to break all the rules, or the iron spirit that defies all opinions.

For example, I am mired in the quagmire of society, and for example, the timber Zaiza Yoshiki who ignores all venues.

I was so impressed by the dead fat man who stood majestically at the top of the stairs.

He was a true warrior.

I'm not as good as him.