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

Damn it... How dare you tease your brother like this?

Forgive me for taking that back.

My sister is really, really not cute at all!

Chapter 2 Ending Remarks... Actually, it's just bullshit

Chapter 2 Ending Remarks... Actually, it's just bullshit

Today, after several slow updates, the second chapter is finally completed.

I don't know how to explain the reason for the slow updates... Anyway, I won't delay the updates in the coming May, after all, I have to get the full attendance award.

But thank you all for not urging me to update. I just like reasonable people like you. I would also like to thank those former readers who couldn't stand it and voluntarily abandoned the project without commenting, although you can't see my thanks.

In short, I am really touched that you have been able to tolerate my slow updates and have come all the way to where I am today. Allow me to express my sincere gratitude to you all, and please continue to support me in the future.

It seems that no one has complained about the plot... Have you forgotten the unfinished [training camp chapter]? Ah, forget it, let's just treat it as the end... hehe

Someone close to me said that Isaji looks a bit like the Great Teacher. Judging from the label, it seems some people already think so. So, I definitely like the title Great Teacher.

But in the final analysis, the Great Sensei is Hikigaya, and Ishakoku is Ishakoku. There are obvious differences in the nature of the two... And the Great Sensei likes Nate, while Ishakoku just frequently complains and criticizes reality, and then sighs.

So compared to the Great Sensei, Shagoku is still a little weaker, but he seems to be more popular with women than the Great Sensei (laughs).

Speaking of which, many people got the "high school second disease" after watching "Oregairu"... In my opinion, they should have the "Hikigaya syndrome".

After comparing himself with the Great Sensei, he found some similarities, so he began to imitate his way of thinking and habits... He actually wanted to become Hikigaya? How pathetic is that.

Delusion of becoming someone else is a sign of low self-esteem.

I don't know how everyone's life is at school, but I spend all day watching a bunch of idiots laughing and telling jokes they saw on the Internet, pretending to have their own thoughts, but in fact, their heads are empty.

I was also hated by a class leader because I spoke too sharply, and he often targeted me... Well, I didn't mind this kind of verbal targeting, but this guy didn't say anything insinuating, he couldn't even say sarcasm, and all he said was vulgar language. Haha, such a person cannot be called an opponent, and I really shouldn't take it to heart, so I decisively forgot that guy's name.

Those guys who chatter all day and those who do nothing are so annoying.

This is the environment I am in. I am really glad that I am different from this group of vulgar people.

I believe that what kind of author you are, what kind of reader you will find. I hope you will not be content with mediocrity.

By the way, don't believe any famous quotes.

The saying "You can be ordinary, but not mediocre" is especially unbelievable, because people who are unwilling to be mediocre will definitely not be ordinary, and how can ordinary people escape mediocrity?

Celebrities are human too. Their words are merely summed up in their own experiences and personal perspectives, no different from our own. We should approach them with a critical eye, rather than blindly following them. My Chinese teacher always said, "When writing essays, you have to use examples and quotes from famous people. Why use your own words? Are you more powerful than the celebrities?" Although I'm not as powerful as celebrities, I still believe we should have our own way of thinking and understanding of life.

Well, that’s it, no more nonsense.

Thank you again for your support.

Chapter 3 Why is Snow White?

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"Well, excuse me, I have more important things to do." The boy said and was about to turn and leave.

"...Are you going to find her?"

The girl asked him, tears welling up in her black eyes.

Under the cover of night, her figure was so lonely.

"Ah, yes."

Without the slightest hesitation, his extremely firm voice came.

"Ah...ah...I see, so...Sheji, you really are..."

The slightly trembling voice seemed to have decided to accept a cruel reality.

"No, that's not the case. I'm not caring about a woman just for the sake of dating. Just like I did to you back then, I was simply extending a helping hand." The boy named Sheji turned around, and his eyes revealed a tenderness that was rarely seen in normal times.

"...Is...Is that so? Is that so...?"

"Ah, that's it."

She lowered her head and turned slightly as if to leave. Suddenly, as if she thought of something, she turned around and asked him:

"But you...really didn't care? Did you never care about me at all?"

As if confirming something, she looked at Sheji's face under the night sky with her eyes glistening with tears.

"..."

What he got was a moment of silence from Sheji and a flash of panic.

"That's it, I understand..."

She smiled.

I don’t know whether I was happy or sad, but the tears that had stayed in my eyes for a long time finally flowed down my cheeks.

Sheji was a little panicked when he saw this scene, but he didn't seem to be good at coaxing girls. After hesitating for a while, he had to step forward and help her wipe away her tears with his hands.

"Don't cry, didn't I tell you..."

The sentence was suddenly interrupted by a hug from her.

"I'll always remember..."

She buried her head in Sheji's chest and said, "I have never forgotten every word you said to me..."

"Really..." Sheji seemed to be lost in thought, with a complicated expression on his face.

"so..."

She looked up and forced a smile.

"I really look best when I smile, right?"

False tenderness is cowardice

Chapter 0: False Tenderness is Cowardice

"Sheji is a gentle person."

Someone once said this to me, although I can’t remember who it was...but I don’t deny it. At least in the eyes of others, I am indeed a gentle person.

I just stay quiet when no one talks to me.

If someone comes up to you, you can treat them the same, regardless of whether they are unpopular or popular.

I will never refuse to help you when you ask me for help, but I have never bothered others.

He is polite to women, gives way when walking, and if others are unwilling to do the duty, I will do it for them as long as they ask.

He is also someone that teachers often ask for help.

That's probably why I got the impression of being "gentle".

But now that I think about it, this title is not worth mentioning... What's the point of being gentle?

Like a goody-goody, doing things for others is the main reason for being called that, right?

This group of guys who don't know how to be grateful and empathetic will only push many things onto a guy who never complains, and that guy who works hard and never complains is me.

Gentle me.

To be exact, it was me who didn't know how to say no.

But at that time I wanted to help others from the bottom of my heart, because I felt that if I helped others, there would definitely be someone to help me when I was in trouble.

Until one day, I fell ill.

It's not a serious illness, just a common fever.

But I took a day off at home, and no one brought me homework for the day, including those guys I called "friends".

When I got to school the next day, the teacher explained that no one knew where my home was... Are you kidding? It's clearly written in your student records, right? They're just too lazy to bother, right? It's because I'm always responsible for delivering homework to students who've taken leave. I'm the only one willing to take the trouble to find the right place and only receive a "thank you," right?

finally, I understand.

I am for everyone, but everyone may not be for me. Expecting help from others is just wishful thinking on my part.

I understand. Because everyone thinks I'm easy to talk to, over time it has become like I'm easy to bully.

It seems that this is what people often say, "Good people are often bullied", right?

The lessons learned by our predecessors are indeed reasonable. At least I have experienced them myself, right?

On the other hand, those guys who never help others and are unruly, and those guys who have nothing to do with gentleness, don’t seem to be excluded. Instead, I am in a situation where I am only remembered when I am needed, and forgotten when I am not needed because I am too easy to talk to... Ah, it seems like I am almost like a tool, no, I should be treated as a tool, but there is still a difference between people and tools. I should be called a "servant" or a "maid", but considering that both of them are paid, I am at most a "volunteer".

"How sad."

This is how I evaluated myself from the bottom of my heart.

Because I can't muster up the courage to say no to things I don't want to do, I inevitably end up hurting myself when completing other people's tasks. And because I'm afraid of hurting the feelings of so-called classmates or friends, I can't just give up.

Such behavior is not gentleness at all, but cowardice.

But then, when I tried to refuse others things I didn't want to do, something even more tragic happened.

They all expressed their incomprehension:

"What? You're not willing to help with this little bit?"

"Why is that? Didn't you help that person before? Why don't you want to help me?"

"How can you be partial?"

"Aren't we friends?"

"We're all classmates, so what's wrong with helping each other?"

“......” “........”

"Okay, I know who you are. From now on, I'll just pretend I don't know you."

“That’s terrible.”

So... I was isolated.

Incredible, right?

I've always been there for them, and at most, I've even said thank you once or twice. But once I refuse to help them, they immediately forget all the times I helped them, and then they remember my refusal. Over time, this creates a negative impression, which spreads to others, who then blindly believe it. Even though they don't know me personally, they already have a negative impression of me, and so they're even less likely to approach me, let alone get to know me.

then,

Gentle, good person, these seemingly compliments naturally no longer exist.

Those who claimed to be friends and classmates immediately became distant.

Haha, if my so-called gentleness can only be exchanged for such false praise and fragile interpersonal relationships, it may even bring harm to myself.

Then why should I continue to maintain my useless gentleness?

So, give up this useless tenderness, give up this false tenderness.

Just like that, let me say goodbye to my cowardly and gentle self.

.......【33 days until the cultural exhibition】.......

"Sheji is a gentle person."

The exchange student who was accompanying me on the campus tour suddenly spoke up.

An exchange student from another city, but why did we have two students going while the other side only sent one? And the students we sent were sophomores, while she was a freshman like me.

Why was I the one chosen to lead her on the tour? According to Brother Nan, it was because she asked for it.

How can I believe this? From the first moment I saw her, I realized that I had never seen her before. So how could she possibly know me? Please, Brother Nan, can you be a little more creative in your lying?