I, who advocate giving up, feel like a disqualified person

"..But I always feel that you acted like that because of me. If you hadn't explained the reason to me, I'm afraid I would have regretted not stopping you in time."

"..Feel sorry."

I really don't know how to treat her. No matter how you look at it, I should have given her a lot back. But now, apart from a little royalties, it seems that all I have is myself.

"Sheji, you don't need to apologize. When we don't know the truth about something, we all rely on our intuition to judge it. This is the same for everyone...I'm the same. I always oversimplify things."

"But I think it's better for you to keep it this way, Yehui. Since you're not good at dealing with others, then don't think about that aspect... Just show your gentleness to those who can accept it."

".."

"Although saying this always feels a bit...how should I put it, a bit arrogant." I paused for a moment, "But I still think I should try my best to fulfill the wish you mentioned before."

"..Eh? What do you mean by Sheji?"

"Even though I'm not an outstanding person, and I don't necessarily have any special talents... I'm not very good-looking, I'm not physically strong, and I'm not very smart. Sometimes I'm a little nervous, and I occasionally do stupid things."

"No, that's not the case..."

She is still protecting my image at this time...so cute.

"But there is only one thing I can promise you."

".."

"I can do my best to make the people I care about happy. If you are with me, I will definitely not let you down."

"The state..."

"So, let's work together to create a comic that can beat all the contestants." I became excited for the first time in a long time.

"Yeah, let's do it together.. um? Why create comics?" She seemed confused about this.

"..because.."

That's what I want to do for her. To do many things with the same passion as mine... Rumeng must have wished for that.

"I no longer want to lose to anyone in the things I'm good at."

She should be happy to live like this, burning energy for life.

. . . .

How long is the road of life, and how many things do we need to do? Many people may not have clear answers to these questions.

Even though I've spent a lot of time thinking about it, I've only scratched the surface. From the initial abandonment to the current growth, it's been a huge investment. During this time, I've experienced a lot that I can't quite explain.

Have you ever failed as a person?

I haven't read much of Dazai Osamu's work, so I don't seem to understand it very well. But the judgment on this matter is not just Dazai Osamu's, and different people have different judgment standards.

Maybe, maybe not.

It is precisely because I cannot make the correct judgment, and am caught between yes and no, but I feel that there are many similarities...that is why I feel like I am "like" a person who is no longer qualified to be human.

However, there is no need to worry about these things now.

I've thought more than once that clinging to the past is foolish. After truly experiencing life and death, I realized that living for her was the most important reward for her.

For the two people who have always been by my side...if they say there is no love at all, I guess no one would believe it.

But I always feel that it's better not to make decisions so hastily about things like this. The more important it is, the less likely it is to be decided lightly.

So, give me some more time.

When I cross the threshold of the last year and am able to determine my ambitions, perhaps there will be a clear answer.

The Book of Love

Description of this volume

The main content has been completed.

The following content is about the branching of the protagonist Yi Sheji's different routes for each heroine. Because it is a branch, the world line is different, which will lead to:

1. Some settings and details are different from this article

2. The heroine in the route must be together with Sheji

3. Repetition and modification of certain plots

4. Increased text volume

5. The content is completely free

About route creation

【Good News】

【Rinsen River Chapter】

Night Glow

【Ling Shen Chapter】

【Rin Hanekawa Arc】

【Ye Jin Chapter】

Currently, we only plan to write these endings. Please choose according to your taste.

Thank you to all the readers who have stayed with me all this way. This is the end of a nearly three-year project. While it took so long to write, it's entirely due to my own long periods of inactivity. But creation itself is a process of constant refinement and improvement, and that's probably what slow work produces fine results.

So, readers, please read on. Thank you again for your support.

Beautiful woman looking for soulmate

Are all encounters in the world destined?

I may never find the answer to this question. I have no idea how to communicate with others, and it seems I have to keep myself curled up in a corner forever, avoiding the harm from the outside world.

Perhaps life is a journey destined to be accompanied by oneself.

There is only one person in the world who understands all your experiences, and that person is yourself. I keep telling myself not to be afraid of loneliness, and not to be afraid of being alone. It's just something you have to go through.

“…”

Unable to see clearly my past and future self, I looked at the flying catkins outside the window and fell into an inexplicable silence.

【Meet】 Beautiful woman looking for a soulmate

"Tsk."

When I sat down, my deskmate next to me just glanced at me briefly and then smacked his lips noticeably, as if he was dissatisfied with me.

"..."

But I pretended not to hear it and tried my best to avoid any possible arguments with her.

It is foolish to argue with others.

Because the reason for almost every argument is that one party wants to change the other party's views or actions, but for people who have grown to this age... change is already a luxury.

After repeated exchanges of seats, I was finally squeezed into the last row. Not good at saying no and too lazy to talk to others, I just accepted my fate.

"I just saw it all."

"..."

She didn't seem to mind my silence and continued to speak to me in that extremely dissatisfied tone.

"You should have refused. With your grades, you should be able to sit in the front rows, but you keep swapping seats with others. It's simply unbelievable."

"..This kind of thing...doesn't matter."

This girl in front of me, who dyed her hair yellow and looked like a bad girl, actually said something like caring about others... Although it can't be called strange, under normal circumstances, it would be fine as long as we maintain a non-interference relationship... What does she want by taking the initiative to talk to me like this?

"How can it be indifferent? If I were you, I would definitely refuse. You're just too weak." She continued to speak angrily with a frown, as if she were the one who suffered such treatment. "I hate weak people the most. You're a boy... You should be a little tougher when dealing with things like this."

“..But I don’t think there’s anything wrong with that.”

The essence of dissatisfaction is that one's own interests have been violated. However, I have no discernment of the quality of classroom seats, so no matter where I sit, it is acceptable to me.

"Oh, since you think so, then it's up to you."

In the end, she left with an unwilling expression, then turned her head and stopped talking to me.

"..."

He's a strange guy.

At least it's completely different from the bad impression I had.

...

It was the scorching end of summer and the still-scorching early autumn, and the October sky still shone with ultraviolet rays strong enough to burn the skin. However, the physical education teacher showed no compassion and simply used forceful tactics to call us to the playground for physical education class.

"..Although physical fitness is indeed important..."

After all, we spend far more time sitting in the classroom studying than in physical education. However, if we want to get rid of our ailing bodies, we still need consistent exercise. Physical education classes like this, only every other day, shouldn't really help improve our physical fitness...

Having said that, it's nice to be able to temporarily get rid of the numerous textbooks and steal a half day of leisure... Looking at the female classmates who took off their pantyhose to relieve the heat, revealing their slender and white thighs, I couldn't help but smile while hiding in the shade of the tree.

"..What are you smiling at over there?"

"No...nothing." Feeling inexplicably guilty, I quickly turned my gaze to the guy who suddenly spoke to me.

Although my first impression was that she was a rather arrogant girl...we actually got along quite well with her - even though we only got along for half a day.

“..Is that so.” She glanced over there with doubt, but didn’t notice anything wrong.

"Why don't you go for a run?"

After finally recovering from the 1,000-meter test, I asked her my questions.

"My turn will come later."

"Yeah.."

As I said this, I secretly glanced at her legs...How should I put it, the curves and the whiteness are in line with my aesthetic taste.

"Then please go buy me some water. I won't have the energy to run that far when the time comes." She tossed me a piece of paper. "I want a sports drink, don't buy the wrong one."

As he said this, he trotted towards the playground.

".."

I picked up the small denomination of currency that fell to the ground because I didn't catch it. It looked small by the color... It's not enough.

. .

Her tied-up hair swayed rhythmically as she ran, her newly developed breasts forming graceful curves against her white sweatshirt. Compared to the other girls, she seemed quite adept at running. Among those struggling with their odd running styles in the 800-meter test, her running form was quite normal... In fact, it seemed even more graceful against the backdrop of the situation.

“..Amazing…”

At least when it comes to running, I can't compare to them. There's no need to worry about the physical differences between men and women; simply taking the time to exercise is enough for me to admire.

The light produced by a guy burning with youthful energy will undoubtedly hurt a dark loser like me.

Speaking of which, she does have a great figure. One glance at her gives you a sense of health and grace.

“..Huh…Huh, you bought it?”

She saw the drink in my hand as she approached the shade of the tree where I was.

"Hmm...ah." I hesitated for a moment before standing up and handing it to her. "After thinking about it, I decided to buy the room temperature version. Drinking something too cold after exercise might not be good for your stomach."

"Don't worry about it." She didn't hesitate and snatched the bottle from my hand. "Ah... Come on, did you see my running form? That's the correct way to run and save energy... You run like a zombie at the end of the world."

"...Is it really that... miserable?"

After thinking about it, it seems that this is the only nice adjective.

"Of course it's miserable, it's horrible~" She couldn't help laughing after swallowing half a bottle of drink, "It doesn't look like a boy at all."

"..ha.."