Chapter 122: 118

This is a story I remember from when I was still in Japan. It was about half a year before I got into an car accident and was reincarnated into this world.

'Hey Kazuki, why did you quit your position as a school trip attendant just now? You said we would do it together."

　It was after school, when I was about to enter the classroom in the bright western sunlight after finishing my work of organizing the school trip according to my homeroom teacher's instructions.

I heard a sweet, glamorous, unpleasant voice that seemed to be charmed by a man.

"I didn't think he was going to run for election,"

'What?　That scrawny guy?　Ignore him.　The majority vote will be on Kazuki anyway. He doesn't have any friends."

　At that time, my reputation among female students was extremely low. The reason for this is that they are not aware of me as a member of the opposite gender. I was neither ugly nor fat, but at the same time I was not good-looking either. I was not the popular type, and although I was never bullied, I was never the leading or even the supporting role in class, and had established a position in the class as a "C" or "D" among the mob.

"Hmmm, but, well, he's not very talented. I thought I should at least give him a chore position.

"That's why you gave it to him?　You are too kind, Kazuki."

"Well, maybe I should run for the student council in the next election.

'I'll be the speaker.　"

"Kya!　I love Kazuki!

　And while I'm frantically studying and working, these guys are milking each other.

　The sound of mucous membranes making contact with each other, watery and raw, can be heard from inside the classroom all I could do was run to the bathroom at the end of the hallway and watch the two of them.

　I think I stayed like that for a while. I realized that it was pitch black in the bathroom and I could no longer hear the wind band playing, which I had heard from the music room in the old school building.

, "Let's go back ......."

　I'm sure those guys have already left. But still, why am I hiding? Why didn't I just go into the classroom and take my bag without hesitation? They were the ones who were being blamed, not me.

　　Even if i think so, it is difficult to change way of thinking . I put the reference books from my desk into my bag, put the earphones in my ears, and headed for the entrance to the elevator while listening to English lesson .

　As I headed for the entrance, I found a life guidance teacher standing there. He had his arms crossed and looked very angry . He must have been upset because he had been given a lottery ticket to be dismissed from school. For teachers, it is a necessary part of school duties, but it is better to avoid doing it.

"Hey, no earphones in campus," he said. Take them off.

"This is English listening. ......"

School rules are school rules. If you don't follow them, we will confiscate them.

　I bought some expensive earphones in order to listen to pronunciation which was hard to understand, but it was a bad luck for me. I was confiscated without giving a chance to said something , and I left the school feeling like I'd been stepped on or kicked.

."...I'll skip school for today at least.

 

Normally at this hour I would be desperately chewing on my desk at the library, coffee shop, or at home, but I've had too many bad things happen to me today. It's good to have a day to comfort myself once in a while.

I head to the bookstore to buy a book to read for pleasure. It is only a few stops away from my high school. There are several fine bookstores around the train station on my way home.

"I wonder if there's a new book ......."

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I'm not so keen on ...... all kinds of books, but I still read a fairly wide range of genres. Pure literature as culture, non-fiction, new books, history books, manga for hobbies, light novels, military, motorcycle, outdoor and other mook books .......

Since I have no friends, I can spend almost all of my allowance on these things, which is one of the few advantages of having no friends. I buy a new book I'm interested in and a couple of new novels, and leave the bookstore. It's Friday. It's a day when I can stay up late. Which book shall I read first when I get home?

　As I was walking along the road to the station with a little bit of tension in my heart.

"...... Oh!"

　The other side didn't notice me. But I stopped without even realizing it.

　The hotel area in front of the station.

I wonder what's up here......."

 

I don't think Sugawara is not doing his best. He is probably working hard in his own way, and I don't want to deny that.

But I am sure that I am working much harder than he is. And yet this is how he treats me. If there is a God, he is very cruel.

I walked slowly to the station, feeling the happiness I had felt earlier sink to the depths.

Perhaps I had begun to lose my mind from this point on. I think it was right around this time that I began to study harder than ever before, with no regard for my environment, and focusing solely on getting the results I wanted.

Then I fell into a state of distraction due to exhaustion and a narrowed field of vision, failed to notice that a car was approaching, and was run over with all speed.

　I was reincarnated in another world.

　　　　　✳︎.

" ....... It reminds me of that time."

　His personality is completely different. Kazuki Sugawara never looked down on others so openly. The guy pretended to be a good guy, but in fact, behind the scenes, he said and did things that didn't have a shred of ethics. In that sense, he was sociable.

For Christophe, there is no such thing as front and back. He never hid what he thought, but told it as it was. And because what he thinks is always the worst, it results in discord in human relationships. That is who Christophe is.

　However, even though they have such opposite personalities, I felt something in common between them. They are both drowning in their own talents, placing no value on their efforts, and looking down on others without a shred of ethics.

It is difficult for those who are looked down upon to bear it. Why should one's own efforts be laughed at by someone who has not even tried? Why is it that those who are born with nothing can never achieve anything that those who are born with nothing can ever achieve?

It must be so frustrating and unbearable to think that way.

So this is an irrational revenge based on my personal grudge. It is not Christophe personally who is to blame. If I had to say so, it is the world structure. I want to prove that even people without talent can defeat talented people through hard work.

Some people may think, "How can a person born with talent say that 'is practice make perfect'? However, just because I have these unique skill does not necessarily mean that I can become the person I am today.

　The reason I have become this strong is because I have worked hard and trained hard. By being reborn in another world, I was finally able to be transformed inside as well.

　I will not be defeated by talented people . I will show the world that hard work cannot betray me. That's why I went to the trouble of entering this non-productive match.

I sympathize with the feelings of the hero, who is caught up in all sorts of turmoil, but I firmly raise my fighting spirit and step forward. I am already ready to fight.

--Let's have a legal killing show match!

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