I was lying on my back on the bed with my hands folded behind my head.
I never did find a hobby after all.
Gambling was not my thing.
I enjoyed playing with the kids at church, but I don't know if I would call it a hobby.
Well, I guess you can't force yourself to find one. If you try various things, you will eventually find something that you can call a hobby.
By the way, I met Spinoza and Seira, but I didn't see Fam. I wonder what he's been up to.
I wonder what he's been up to," I muttered to myself as I gazed at the ceiling.
"You wanted to see me?
I heard a voice at my feet.
I looked and saw Fam peeking out from under the bed.
"Fam. You're here?
I'm your shadow, you know. Wherever you are, I'm always there.
It's a home invasion.
I sighed in disgust.
You've been here all day, haven't you?
Yeah, I was. When you were at the casino with Spinoza, and when you were playing with the children of the church with Seira.
I didn't notice at all.
I had a sneaking suspicion you were there.
I had a sneaking suspicion that he was there, but now that he was, it was a little disconcerting.
"......, don't you have anything else to do?
"My hobby is to observe you, you know. My hobby is to observe you. I'm happy to see you in all your diversity.
You're like a stalker.
I'll also track your eating habits by looking at the menus you eat at the cafeteria, and I'll also track your life by going through the garbage from your room.
You're a total stalker.
And a vicious one at that.
By the way, Zeke. You're not planning on getting a girlfriend?
What's the matter?
No. I thought if you got a boyfriend, I'd have the pleasure of watching you two make out and have my brain destroyed.
You have a very twisted s*xuality.
Are you a pervert?
I've become one of those people who feels uncomfortable when I see lovers or couples making out in a normal way.
I was a pervert.
My brain was completely broken.
I mean, you should have come out instead of hiding.
I'm just a shadow. Besides.
And?
I'm naïve. If I asked to be included and they said no, I'd be dragging it out for a month. Every time I get on the floor I have flashbacks and every night I bury my face in the pillow and flop my legs.