Farewell,My Artist

Chapter 3: Chapter 2:My Life Was As Hollow and Empty As The Spaces Between Stars


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1.

The class continues and after some hours,the bell rung.The teacher on the last subject bowed her head and left the classroom.Then our homeroom teacher arrived and said that there were no major announcement.With that,the school class finally ended and it's time now to go home.

I packed my things and immediately left the classroom. Since I didn't joined any clubs, for the third straight year,I don't need to stay in the school any longer.Additionally,Izumi and I take different routes just after leaving the school gate so we couldn't go back to our homes together.

Anyways,I went towards the bicycle park and searched for my bike.When I found it,I removed its lock and put it to the front basket.Then I used it again to go back to my home

After some minutes,I finally arrived to the apartment.I parked again the bike and put back its lock.

After entering the aparment,I went to my bedroom and changed my uniform to nomal clothes I used in home.I also removed my watch from my right wrist.I put my bag on the sofa.Then I went to the small dining table to eat some bread with peanut butter to fill my stomach a little bit.

After eating,I check the time from my watch.It was still four-o'clock on the afternoon.If I'm not mistaken,the results will be announced later at ten-o'clock.That means I need to wait for five hours to decide my FATE.

Anyways,if that's the case,then I will continue on reading the novel I left earlier in the lunch break.I pick up the book from my bag and started reading in the sofa.

Almost two hours have passed and I finally finished reading the novel.That was a good experience.Well I wouldn't say that it can match his best work,which is the "The Hallow Man" but it was still a very clever locked-room mystery. Anyways,I put the book in my own bookshelf in the bedroom.

I looked at the wall clock.It was still six-fifteen in the afternoon. At first,I been thinking to read one more  novel but at the end I refused. Instead,I choose to kill time in my computer.I were towards to where it was place, sat on the chair and opened the computer.I watched random stuffs on the Facebook and Youtube.I also decided to read and reread interviews from some mystery authors.

After an hour,I decided to eat now,as my stomach starts growling.

I went to the kitchen,put some water on the keetle and start heating it in the stove.While waiting for it to simmer,I get the noodles cup and opened it. After a couple of minutes,the water from the kettle finally boiled.I turn off the stove,got the kettle and put the water in the noodles cup.With that,I finally started eating.

After some time,I finally finished.I put the cup in the garbage bag.I get the pitcher from the refrigator to drink some water.

I looked at the wall clock again.It was still seven-thirty in the evening.At first,I decided to sit in the sofa while starring at the floor,thinking about the result.

Will I will this time?.Or my journey about being a mystery author will finally end here?.The more I think about it,the more my mind got confuse.So I decided to throw that train of thought.

I went to my bedroom,turn the lights and laid on the bed.It was very silent in my apartment.I could hear the ticking of the clock.I could also hear some vehicles passing in the road outside.

While starring at the ceiling, somehow,I could feel  loneliness.It's not because I'm just alone right now in my apartment.It is not also because I didn't made any more friends in the school aside from Izumi.It was a very different feeling, which is something I couldn't say specifically.While in the middle of deep thoughts,I didn't noticed I fall asleep.

2.

I woke up on my own.Then I quickly look at the wall clock.It was already eleven-o'clock in the evening.With that fact,I immediately realized something.

"The results.."

I rushed towards my personal computer and opened it.Then I tap the website where I submit my work.When I saw who won the first place award,I lowered my eyes.

"I lost again huh."

You are reading story Farewell,My Artist at novel35.com

I see.I understand now the feeling I have been experiencing earlier before I fall asleep.The loneliness of being lose again on this webnovel competition.

I looked again to the computer screen.There is a short review message that was posted in in my work.It goes like this:

"Traditional mystery story will never be good enough to attract more readers,especially in the light novel industry.I'm actually surprised that you have the guts to write this kind of story in this era.I will give a props for that.But better luck next time."

After reading that text,I shut down my personal computer.

I got a couple of beers from refrigerator.It's time to celebrate this defeat with myself.After drinking all of that,I got two cigarettes from the pack that was place on the top of refrigerator.I also get the lighter that was in a seperate pants from my cabinet.

I decided to went outside and stay in a very small terrace in the front door for a while.I put the cigarette through my mouth and lit it with my lighter.I took one to two sip then mumbled something.

"You don't have to say that..."

I already know what people taste in light novels.Even so,I still hoping for some change.A miracle.If there is a possibility for that,I would be really happy.

Or maybe it's time to give up already.I been doing this business for almost three years now.And I haven't won any single award from the competitions I partake.

I remember a certain line from someone.

"You will never be become an author!.If you just follow what your older brother was doing, maybe you could finally find your own talent!."

I was really hurt by that line.But right now,I think I have to agree with that.

"There's no going back now huh."

After consuming the first cigar,I took the second one.I lit it with my lighter and took again one to two sips.

Then I looked at the sky.It was a starry night.The clouds are not really visible with this specific time so you can clearly see the stars.There are so many of them.

"My life was as hollow and empty as the spaces between stars."

After consuming all of the cigarette,I decided to go back inside to sleep.I slightly glanced to the wall clock.It was already twelve at midnight.Normally most people were already sleeping right now.In my case,I don't care about that.I already used to this.

I turn off the lights,turn on the electric fan and laid back to my bed.I cover myself with my small blanket.I immediately fall asleep,probably because of the beers I take.

I woke up for nothing.

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