Unusual Fate Records

Chapter 93.031. The seventh

Before I was called Lazy, I had my own nickname.

"Ota."

At that time, he was not lazy.

"Ota."

In my memory, only my mother would call him that affectionately.

"Ota."

Someone was indeed calling to him. Laziness opened his eyes.

My mother's loving gaze met mine: "Time to get up."

Lazy stared blankly at his mother. The woman had died tragically in the family struggle years ago. Lazy remembered the year the Internet was born.

"Shoulang has already set off."

The woman, with a kind face, said, "Breakfast is toast with condensed milk."

Lazy chuckled.

"Thank you."

Then, he reached out and crushed the woman out of thin air, as if she were a piece of paper.

What he saw before him seemed to be a scroll that he had casually torn off.

"Thank you for helping me recall this incident."

"It's just that there's nothing I particularly want to recall."

The surrounding space is like the receding tide, and a new scene unfolds like the receding water, with colors slowly emerging.

As the sound and lights gradually came together, the frozen figures began to move.

"Mom, Ota learned three black magic tricks today, but I didn't even learn one," a child of the same age complained at home.

"Why is he so energetic every day? He studies with great enthusiasm and never seems to stop."

"He is the young master, and he must shoulder the family's great cause, so naturally he needs to learn more."

Laziness laughed.

At that time, I simply found black magic interesting.

Adults often apply their own perceived interests to children's actions.

"Ota, why is it you again in first place! I studied so hard for so long, and you learned it in the blink of an eye, why is that!"

Laziness remembered that it all started with his best friend's expression; he began to become silent and reserved.

Back then, Lazy didn't understand why others would get bored while studying. It was clearly interesting content, but it seemed like no one had the motivation to continue learning.

He seemed to see himself as a child, with his eyes blinking.

Laziness sneers.

But if people don't like him, he'll become less noticeable and start slacking off.

While everyone else was studying black magic, he would stare at the butterflies outside the window, occasionally looking for other things to do to release his boundless energy.

He is almost never seen studying.

That's good.

I miss my tail when I was little.

But in fact, this did not affect his first place.

"I hate you, I hate you, I hate you! You've stopped studying, so why can't I catch up even though I'm studying so hard!" Xiao Shoulang cried as he ran home.

Do they... want to be number one...?

If you want it, I'll give it to you!

Ota shouted and chased after him.

The picture is broken.

It's really annoying when they're being stupid.

Laziness succeeded as the head of the family and was appointed as the new head of the family. At that time, Tai was only fifteen years old.

The reason is that he finally faded into obscurity, and no one paid attention to the once-proud prodigy anymore.

I could almost hear someone questioning me: "Why drag something that can be done in a second into a minute?"

A lazy smile.

"Because the remaining fifty-nine seconds are too boring."

He suddenly opened his eyes, and in that instant, all the fantasies, the layers upon layers of space and time, spread out from the bottom of the ripples, and all the light, shadows, voices, joy and laughter were distorted and dissolved.

I lazily sat up in bed.

It was already night, and the sound of IV drips from the intensive care unit was unusually jarring. The doctor in the corridor, who was making his regular check-up, had already knocked on the door next door and would be there soon.

"Tuk-tuk."

"Please come in."

"You're awake." The doctor, wearing a mask, stepped forward and routinely asked, "How are you feeling now?"

Laziness looked at him and said, "Not bad, it would be even better if we could take your head off."

A soft laugh came from behind the doctor's mask: "Then you might not get your wish so easily."

"It seems you really miss the scenes in the illusion, otherwise why would you be so eager to escape?" the doctor said.

"Who would yearn for a childhood that's too painful to look at, let alone a shoddy fantasy world? But I'm quite curious about your childhood. How unfortunate it must have been to raise such a monster like you."

Lazy said, casually picking up the apple next to him and taking big bites.

"My childhood...it wasn't tragic, nor was it fortunate; it was just the life of a normal human child," the doctor chuckled.

"A kid I can get along with, a ton of homework I can't finish, and a girl I can't win over."

Lazy, chewing on an apple, mumbled, "That's not bad."

"It's rare to find a kid like you who can actually get along with someone like you."

Aoyagi wasn't angry. He said, "When we're young, we're always confused. Only after we get past the age of ignorance can we slowly step out of the world centered on ourselves. I just happen to need someone to help me understand the truth."

"Hmph, what a sour answer," Laziness scoffed.

“I’ve never envied him, not then, and not now.” Qingliu tilted her head, revealing a gentle smile. “Finished eating?”

The cold air seeped out from every corner of the room, and the temperature dropped several degrees instantly.

"Hmm." Laziness casually tossed the remaining fruit pits into the trash can. Hearing the clattering sound, he wiped his mouth with his sleeve, covering his lips. "Ready to deal with you."

"I used to admire your intelligence and talent. You didn't flaunt it. Although you were called lazy, you were actually more proactive and attentive than anyone else. You were just afraid that your achievements would be too dazzling, so you had to hide your true self and became lazy in everything."

Lazy narrowed its eyes, its body rose into the air, and behind it, twelve will-o'-the-wisps began to slowly rotate like a wheel.

"There are three levels of laziness: the first is being lazy for others to see; the second is being lazy for the world to see; and the third is being lazy for yourself to see." Aoyuki's white medical coat was brushed by the will-o'-the-wisp and instantly burst into flames. The orange-red and deep purple flames burned through his clothes, revealing his red and white bones.

Soon, Aoyagi was like a burning sculpture, hissing and crackling as it burned, until only a charred frame remained.

"Black magic, what a wonderful spell." Aoyagi felt his body being burned by the high temperature, but his expression was somewhat enjoyable. "Will-o'-the-wisp, what a fitting element, as if it was tailor-made for me who has returned from hell."

As they spoke, the purple flames merged and coalesced into a giant humanoid bonfire, bursting through the ceiling of the special treatment center. The surrounding scenery collapsed like an eggshell being shattered.

Laziness frowned. The building materials of the special treatment center weren't that fragile.

"Hahaha, do you think you've escaped the illusion?" Qingliu's single eye widened. "Actually, that's true. The smarter a person is, the more they trust their own judgment."

Laziness suddenly made me realize that at this very moment, all the scenes from my childhood to the present are playing like a movie, still surrounding me in my field of vision.

“You can’t escape,” Qingliu said.

"Get out of here!" Laziness yelled, and at the same time, he had to start running, covering his ears and running as fast as he could.

One by one, the will-o'-the-wisps around them went out, the speed of the roulette wheel gradually decreased, and the lazy body grew smaller and smaller.

Soon, a little boy named Shoulang appeared behind Lazy: "I... hate you!"

He was blocked by the tall woman, and looking up, he saw a dark, indistinct face with only a sinister smile: "Oita..."

Startled, Lazy pushed the woman away and continued his frantic run.

……

Aoyuu silently stared at the rise and fall of her lazy heart, her expression struggling in her unconscious state, cold sweat soaking the sheets.

He thoughtfully closed the door.

Let you slumber in endless anger and escapism...

(End of this chapter)