18. It has nothing to do with me
(The third more ~ by the way, is it okay to ask me directly?) What doesn't work, how do you say I answer? I will reply yes, I will definitely offend a group of people. I'm going to say no, and I'm going to offend another batch. With this batch of differentiation, my readership has decreased, hasn't it? So I can only say ambiguously that I don't know what to say. It's up to you to guess. The things that you make up in your brain are what you like, right? So just watch it, or discuss the plot or something. If you want to say that XX is not good, XX is not good, XX is a second class, then I can only mean that I will not answer. By the way, it's still the familiar vote-seeking link~ Asking for recommendation tickets, asking for rewards, asking for Alipay~ By the way, there can be more copies of this one, I'm very happy...... οΌ
"Unfortunately, it won't be like this."
It was Yukino under the snow who uttered this overly direct assertion.
The little girl looked straight at her as if she were resentful. Compared with Tsurumi Rumi, who escapes from feelings, there is an awe-inspiring atmosphere under the snow that faces this sight, word by word, without using any ** expression, and says indifferently.
"Students who go to the same elementary school as you will go on to the same secondary school as you, right? Then only the same thing will happen. And this time, with what you call 'people from somewhere else'. It is like a virus multiplication, one cell infects another cell, and all cells are flooded with viruses. As long as you don't kill the virus and pull it out at the root, this negative emotion will follow you all the way to junior high school, or even high school or college. That's what you're going to face. β
In the case of a transition from a local public elementary school to a public middle school, interpersonal relationships are formed in a continuous manner. Entering junior high school can only start with the "negative" state when you graduate from elementary school. From the very beginning, it was the worst and worst state. Even if you make new friends, you don't know where the past debts will sneak in.
His past will be used as a joke or in the form of pinching him, and will be casually shared by others. In the end, it will only be used by him and them as convenient and easy-to-use communication materials, and they will use it happily. Regardless of my mood, it spreads widely.
As long as you don't resist, as long as you don't negotiate, this is the inevitable outcome.
ββ¦β¦β
Rumi Tsurumi couldn't refute it anyway. Naturally, I didn't have any objections, and even Yubihama was silent in a bad mood.
"Don't you know that kind of thing?"
Like a general who has been killed on the battlefield, he hugged his chest under the snow, stood straight beside me, looked at the small figure cowering over there with an awe-inspiring attitude, and said in a firm voice. It's like a grim ghost cut bursting out of his eyes and lips.
ββ¦β¦ He really did something like an idiot. β
"Did anything happen?"
Rumi, who is whispering like a self-deprecation, asks calmly by Yubihama.
"Other people have been bullied a few times...... But in the end, it's all over as if nothing happened, and then 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. It's like some invisible habit, everyone is like that, everyone does it that way. β
Rumi said lightly, and I listened expressionlessly with the snow. Yubihama's face flashed with a trace of unbearable color.
"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. β
It's okay for reasons or something. They just have a sense of obligation not to do it.
"As for me, because I talked to that kid about a lot of things, I said everything, and then everything was over."
Yesterday's friend, the next day, used his secret as material, as a joke when communicating with others.
When you reach the sixth grade of elementary school, you will probably have a child you like. I guess I'm also tempted to confide in others that I'm not used to.γThis difficult love relationship.γ It's just that I'm still shy at the end of the day, so I only show it in the form of a conversation with someone I trust. Why do you want to spread the word "absolutely secret" everywhere?
Although it can be told as a joke now, it was quite painful and embarrassing for elementary school students at that time. A secret conversation that could only be told because of trust has now become an element of self-attack.
Because they can't affirm themselves on their own, they form gangs. They cultivated a pure sense of justice with each other, as if it were a well-known fact, discussing with each other how heinous and heinous those secrets were. Grow up the seeds of small, really just small grievances.
It's not deception, what else can it be called?
In this closed world, they tremble with the fear that maybe they will be next. So until then, they are constantly looking for the next victim.
So in this way, I think I am a victim, and because I have hurt my feelings, I run away.
Tsk, boring and meaningless teenage troubles.
If you're really scared, try to break it. Turning the entire world, one's own, and other people's worlds into ashes with malice, turning the class into ruins. I don't expect to see such courage in this country. Because a country that has been emasculated for a long time does not have that kind of flame-like emotion.
But, in any case, even the slightest is to communicate, to resist, to fight those people, or to start a new relationship. I don't think there is anything to sympathize with people who have not made even the most basic efforts.
The phrase under the snow should be more appropriate here, and no one is a victim.
ββ¦β¦ Tut. β
I got up a little frustrated and walked over to the crowd down the hill.
"When I got to middle school...... Will it still be like this......" There was a trembling voice mixed with whimpering behind him.
As if erasing the voice, cheers were heard from the other side. It's only less than 100 meters away, but I'm afraid that to the few people who are silent, it looks like something happened in a distant place.
But I'm afraid that for me, the front and the back are what happened in the two worlds.
It's none of what I do.