I won't be a loser.

"ha......."

"Will Xianren go on a date with her the day after tomorrow?"

"Is it...a date?"

He was about to admit that he had an appointment with the other party to meet the day after tomorrow, but when he was about to agree, he noticed the words used by Setsuna, was stunned for a moment, and looked at the girl who was not reading the magazine but looking at him.

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"She told you it was a date?"

"No."

"Just helping out. They just contacted me at noon today and said they wanted me to help deal with some things, which will probably last for three days."

In response to the answer and explanation given by Xianren, Setsuna glanced at the magazine on his desk.

"Is she Xianren's girlfriend at school?"

"what?"

He showed a puzzled expression and frowned. After hearing what Setsuna said, Xianren's brain fell into a brief stagnation. After a moment, he analyzed the meaning of Setsuna's words based on basic logic. Looking at the girl who was looking down at the magazine, he took a deep breath.

Close your eyes and breathe slowly.

"In school, some people did speculate about my relationship with her, but that happened at the beginning of the school year. You're overthinking it."

"I'm sorry, Sage."

Sensing the slight displeasure in the wise man's words, the girl pursed her lips, looked at the boy in front of her, gently pressed her teeth against her lips, bit her lips, and didn't know what to say.

"Lately, I've been going to private school every day. At night, I've also been working hard on creating new works at home. My schedule might be a bit hectic, but for the sake of our future family... I need to be patient for a while, Setsuna."

"I understand."

After comforting the girl in front of him, the wise man left the girl's room without knowing what to say.

When she returned to the living room, Qingpu Mai sat on the sofa with a glass of milk. When she heard the movement at Setsuna's door, she turned her head to look at Xianren, watching him coming out of Setsuna's room.

"Have you finished chatting?"

"Well, it's just a brief explanation of some things."

He walked to Qingpu Wu's side and sat down directly. Leaning against Qingpu Wu's side, he leaned back slightly and lay on the sofa, watching the flashing lights and shadows on the TV, his eyes seemed a little dazed.

"Is there some misunderstanding?"

"Misunderstanding? I'm not sure, but it's probably just reached a relatively troublesome stage."

"Is she troublesome?"

"Kind of."

He did not deny it outright. This could be basically seen from his reaction in Shanshan's room just now. He also knew that he should not have such a reaction, but facing Shanshan's girlish heart, which was too sensitive, it only gave him a deep headache.

There was no point in hiding it from Qingpu Mai. Judging from his and Setsuna's reactions, she would notice it sooner or later. It would be better to admit it frankly.

"I know very well that a 16-year-old girl has a sensitive heart, but when you really have to deal with these things, it's still inevitable that it will cause headaches and troubles."

"This is the sour love of adolescence."

"Is it sour? Then when will it become sweet fruit?"

He turned his head to look at Qing Pu Mai beside him. A faint smile appeared on her beautiful face, and her smiling eyes looked at Xianren.

He pointed his index finger at his lips, then gently pointed it at Qingpu Wu, and then Xianren stood up.

"I'm going back to rest. I have to go to private school tomorrow."

"go to bed early."

"OK, good night."

Taking the key to the Qingpu family, Xianren left.

When he returned to his apartment, he looked at the key in his hand, sighed softly, tied the key to his key ring, then lay directly on his bed, closed his eyes and fell asleep peacefully.

The dream was not a pleasant one.

What vaguely appeared before his eyes was that he had become an ordinary member of the company, busy at work every day, becoming the "feeder" of the company, teasing the new female members from time to time. When it was time to get off work, the smile on his face turned into deep helplessness.

Carrying a briefcase, he walked step by step on the street, looking at the hypnotic and numbing scenes around him day after day, and thinking about what his wife might talk to him about when he returned home.

"Mrs. XX from next door encountered some problems today. She and her husband seem to have some conflicts."

"Today's vegetables are on sale. They're 19 yen cheaper than yesterday."

"My daughter seems to be planning to go to a private school, and the fees are not cheap. How long will it take for you to get your salary this month?"

His throat felt like it was blocked by a stone, and breathing became difficult. He covered his forehead while walking on the road, taking long, trembling breaths.

When did I start to become numb to this kind of life? Wasn’t I able to write very good best-selling works before?

By the way, the first book was lucky. It was not only a successful bestseller, but also adapted into a movie. However, the second book was not well received. It was too immersed in its own world. No one wanted to read such a scarred work. The first print run was 50,000 copies, but the sales were dismal...

After suffering a huge setback, he was unable to recover, and the first print run of the third book did not even reach 5,000 copies.

Influenced by the setbacks, even his development in the private school was not very smooth. He was shaken in his heart and could only barely persevere through the three years of high school. He did not successfully enter his ideal university.

I entered the Faculty of Literature at Rissho University, where I spent my university years in a daze. When I entered society, I found that I had never been able to truly integrate into this melting pot.

After joining a branch of a large enterprise, I was doing copywriting design and other work. However, the company's environment was different from the previous school, and interpersonal relationships needed to be paid attention to. As time passed, I lost my direction and became a robot-like existence.

so tired.

do not wanna go Home.

He entered an izakaya in silence, ordered some wine, and started drinking.

Not drunk.

He seemed to have a natural talent for this. Even when his boss entertained people, he would ask for his company. He drank bottle after bottle, and when he left the izakaya, his cheeks were red, he breathed in the cold air on the street, slowly lowered his head, and walked towards home...

Standing by the sea cliff, looking at the rolling waves, the dark sea at night, there is an inexplicable feeling of palpitations.

"It's really scary, but..."

In this deep night, just...

Ding! ! ! !

Ding Ding————

The eyeballs under his eyelids moved, and the wise man slowly opened his eyes.

"Another... dream."

Walking on the road a little absent-mindedly, he arrived at the private school, sat down in his seat quietly as he did yesterday, and started another day of his life. Pingtian looked at Kento, whose face looked a little worse than yesterday, and wanted to show some concern, but when he got closer, he noticed the other party's atmosphere of keeping strangers away. He opened his mouth but still couldn't speak.

Sitting in the private school, reading a book, doing some exercises from time to time, then showing them to Pingtian, and then listening to his explanation, from morning to noon, and noon to afternoon, the day passed quickly.

After leaving the private school, he subconsciously walked south. By the time he came to his senses, he had already reached the intersection. A little further ahead would bring him to the girl's residence.

"Did you walk here unconsciously?"

After a moment of silence, he continued walking forward. As he was walking on the road, he passed an alley and heard some discordant sounds in the alley, probably the panicked sobbing of a girl.

"Hey, hey, hey, don't think you can get away with it so easily. If you did something wrong, you have to pay the price, you bitch!"

"Ah! S-Sorry!"

The muffled sound of fists hitting each other made the wise man walking on the road frown.

He slowly stopped and looked into the alley, where he saw a girl lying on the ground and a man with blue hair punching and kicking the girl.

He took out his phone and dialed the number.

Without waiting for the patrolman to arrive, Xianren walked into the alley, slowing down his pace. Immersed in the twisted excitement of beating the woman, the man did not notice the person behind him, and Xianren slowly stood behind him.

Before the other party noticed, he saw him raise his foot high, ready to kick the girl, and then he kicked him directly in the knee!

"Whoa!"

With a cry of surprise, the man fell to the ground. The wise man took the opportunity to step on him and grabbed his hands.

The girl who was crying with her hands on her head opened her eyes with sobs, and saw a man with a calm face who stepped on the face of the man who bullied her and subdued him to the ground.

"Damn it! Which bastard! Let me go! Don't let me stand up! Otherwise, you will die!"

"Then don't get up."

He stepped on the opponent's face with his foot, slowly applying force, and the opponent also made a sound of pain. The wise man himself tightly grasped the opponent's hands that were tied behind his back, leaving the opponent no chance to turn around.

"It should be nearby, right?"

"Alley?"

A sound was heard at the entrance of the alley, and soon someone rushed into the alley. After Xianren took the initiative to tell his identity, and the girl next to him took the initiative to tell the details of the situation, looking at the scars on the girl's body, the patrolman handcuffed the man -

Although they were not criminals, Xianren and the girl were asked to record the specific circumstances of the incident because they were witnesses and parties involved. It took about an hour.

"Given his situation, he'll be incarcerated for at least three years, so don't worry about his safety."

When leaving, Xianren, who had received a positive assurance, nodded slightly, while the girl was a little hesitant and still looked a little worried. She watched Xianren walk outside, hesitated for a moment, and followed him out of the police station.

"U-um, thank you!"

Xianren walked out of the police station and heard hurried footsteps behind him. He turned around to look at the girl who thanked him and saw the band-aid on her face.

"No, I just happened to meet you. Are you okay?"

"No, it's okay."

"Where are the parents?"

"Come right over."

"Well, then I'll take my leave."

"My name is Yuna. Um, may I ask your name?"

"Miyamizu."

After leaving his last name, Xianren turned around and continued walking forward. An adult woman who looked similar to the girl named Yuna came towards him. When she saw Yuna standing near the police station, there was no expression of concern on her face. Instead, she frowned tightly with an expression of dissatisfaction.

"Yuuna! Do you know what trouble you've gotten yourself into?!"

"Mom, Mom..."

The wise man who was walking forward stopped again when he heard the voices behind him.

"Don't you know I'm very busy at work? When something like this happens, you try to solve it yourself. You're not a child anymore, are you?"

"Yeah, sorry."

He was well aware that this was someone else's family affair, but looking at the way the mother and her child communicated, he couldn't help but frown, sighed, turned around and slowly walked over.

"How's the situation? If it's not handled properly and other people find out, there will definitely be rumors... Tsk!"

"lady."

When Yuna lowered her head, a familiar voice suddenly sounded in her ears. She slowly raised her head, and in her dim eyes, she saw the boy who had helped her. For some reason, he did not leave, but stood beside her mother.

"Um...Excuse me...who is this?"

Just as she was about to continue blaming her daughter, Yuna's mother heard a gentle voice, turned around and looked beside her. When she noticed the handsome young boy next to her, her eyes lit up slightly and her attitude became very polite, without the arrogance she had when she scolded her daughter just now.

"I called the police because I saw your daughter being bullied and I did something unnecessary."

"Is that so? Thank you for your help in preventing my daughter from getting hurt any further. It's because of people like you that society isn't as dark as it is. As a token of my gratitude, do you have time?"

Looking at the woman in front of him who suddenly became enthusiastic, Xianren was a little puzzled. His attitude towards her daughter just now was still the same...

"Ha... Let's not compete for thank you gifts. Even if others saw it, they wouldn't turn a blind eye."

"But, aren't you the only one who helped Yuna? So, please allow me to express my gratitude."

Seeing Xianren wanting to refuse, Yuna's mother turned to look at her daughter, frowned, stared at her daughter for a while, then Yuna lowered her head and grabbed the corner of her clothes.

"Um, um... please let us treat you well!"

The girl bit her lips tightly and looked at him with pleading eyes. Xianren was helpless. He looked at Yuna's mother who was smiling and nodded in agreement.