I talked a lot to my comrades tonight, comrades are bitter, I am also bitter, I want to make a little achievement, not just by playing cards to earn a little wine money and other waste, but maybe I am really not suitable for this industry. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info friends said that I might as well open a historical pit and follow my empty plan, but I found that I had no passion anymore, and I had no motivation to continue. The results are surprisingly bad, and the collection is pitiful, not to mention others. The only thing that makes me happy is that the diversity is too vain, 200 fans are really gracious, even if the evaluation only gives the lowest two points, but so what? It's really not good.

I don't know what the future holds, I don't know what I'm going to gain if I continue, maybe I won't be able to achieve anything. I want to try my best to restore the world in my heart to everyone, but I can't.

There are many things I can't say, I can't say, I can't confide in other people's privacy. But what else can I do?

Be a coser, hang out with my sister in my spare time, read history, light novels, write film and television reviews, draw a few miserable pictures, do economic analysis and political commentary... Maybe that's me... A waste that seems to be a big touch, but in fact achieves nothing.

This book will be updated from time to time, and it really is from time to time. I can't promise you anything. It's true. I'm sorry, but... There's no reason to keep going. I think I'll probably write some short stories, or occasionally write another book that I've already outlined.

I don't know, I don't know what the future holds. If you want to scold me, then scold, I have failed you.

I should have been seppuku like this, but I was afraid of pain, I was afraid of death, and no one was willing to make a mistake for me, so I had to forget it.

That's it, I should go to sleep too, everyone can do whatever they want.