138 – Fate and Bad Relationship
“This is…?”
I feel hazy. I feel like my mind has become cloudy. It feels like vomit is going to leak out of my mouth at any moment.
“……..”
I tried to look around with that thought in mind, but for some reason I couldn’t look around.
‘…Is it that dream again?’
When I think about it, I don’t remember anything from the moment I gave the order to Spade to lie down.
So, is it already time to have another dream about people around me who face a slightly different fate than me?
“Ah…..”
I was thinking that, but when I saw the scene unfolding before my eyes, I had no choice but to immediately change my thoughts.
‘It’s a memory from the past, this.’
The scene unfolding before my eyes was a memory from my school days.
Yes, back when I was attending the International Hero Academy with Justia.
‘Is it the entrance ceremony…..’
I wondered if I should close my eyes because it wasn’t such a good time, but I felt nostalgic for some reason, so I decided to just watch.
To be honest, I was curious as to why memories of the past suddenly replayed in my head instead of scenes from the future that I had seen so far.
“…………”
Because I couldn’t move my body like that, I mentally corrected my posture and fell into reminiscence, quietly watching the memories of the past unfold before my eyes.
‘…That’s strange.’
For some reason, I was overcome by an inexplicable sense of discomfort.
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A few years ago now. So, it was a time when the first digit of my age was 1, not 2.
I was attending the International Hero Academy, just like any other student with useful concepts.
Of course, like other children, I did not enter school with the blessing of my parents and the envy of the world.
My parents were still in a coma at the hospital, my sister, my only family member, was subjecting me to torture-like training, and people in the world were whispering that I was a sinister and gloomy child.
Well, it would be natural for a child who spent his entire childhood in an orphanage to lose even the brief happiness he gained, and who has been abused mentally and physically ever since, to change into such an atmosphere.
If you look at novels or comics, you will see many protagonists who do not break down and shine brightly even in such bleak situations, but unfortunately, I think I was not the protagonist.
“Hey, you know what? Are you in class 1 too?”
“……..?”
I don’t know if it was Justia, who was sitting next to me when I entered school, and whose eyes were shining differently than mine.
“…I’m sitting next to you, so it’s only natural.”
“Wow! So we’re in the same class?”
What I could tell from the conversation I had with her during our first meeting was that there are people in this world who live lives that are completely opposite to mine.
The students around her were glancing at her with a look of envy and desire to become friends, which was completely different from the way she was looking at me, and some of her children were glancing at me and telling her to get out of the way if they noticed her. She was sending out signals.
Of course, my mind was so twisted at the time that I had no intention of giving up my seat to those guys.
Because I didn’t know at the time that the grumpy choice I made would slowly, if not immediately, begin to shake my life.
If you had known that, maybe you would have quietly left the place?
“Please take good care of me in the future!”
“……..”
Of course, I had no idea that would happen to me at the time.
“…Why are you sitting in the first-year seat?”
“Huh?”
“I heard you enrolled last year.”
So, after sitting quietly for a while, I asked a question to her, who was waiting for my answer with sparkling eyes.
“I wonder why a second-year student is sitting here.”
“Ah…”
Was it because I was encountering a being who was completely different from me to the core? Instead of me just giving her the answer, she wanted to ask me what I was curious about first.
“…Did you play rock-paper-scissors with your friends and lose?”
“……..”
“Then you made a good choice. There is no one in class 1 who looks as easy as me.”
Now that I see it, her sense of victimization that was prevalent at the time was clearly buried in the questions she asked her.
I didn’t know it at the time, but for some reason, I wanted to hit Honeybalm.
“Well, that’s not it.”
“Are you embarrassed because you’ve already been caught? Even if you make excuses, you won’t get any more interesting reactions from me…”
“I-I don’t have any friends.”
Is it because, unlike then, I now know full well that she is innocent?
“Last year, I went to the field a lot. I barely showed up.”
“…Does that make sense?”
“Yeah, that’s ridiculous. So I repeated a grade.”
When I heard those words, I probably made a blank expression for the first time in years.
“But I had no choice. There is a lot of evil in the world and many people who need justice, but there are not enough heroes…”
“So you’re saying you skipped school and went to hero activities? Isn’t that a violation of school rules and unqualified activity?”
“Yeah, that’s right.”
If I remember correctly, she was scratching her head and probably spoke with a sullen expression.
“…Thanks to you, I received the maximum academic warning and almost got expelled. Is it a miracle that I ended up repeating the grade?”
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“……..”
“So now I’m going to spend the next three years being self-respectful… And making some friends. hehehehe…”
I never imagined that such a sullen expression could suddenly shine brightly.
“Do you want to be friends?”
Once again, I was able to realize that she was living in a completely different world from me.
No matter how many times I die and come back to life, I probably won’t be able to smile like that.
“Hey…?”
– Sigh…
“Hmph.”
It all started when I was dazzled by that beautiful smile and stretched out my hand forward without realizing it.
“Let’s be friends!”
A long, long relationship with Justia.
“””…………”””
And from that point on, the unwanted attention from people around me began to look at me with cold eyes.
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If we were to choose the school with the least bullying in the world, it would be International Hero Academy.
That may not be the case in a normal school, but it is bullying in an institution that trains heroes. Isn’t it very funny?
“… Take a good look.”
“Because it looks gloomy.”
So, even though I was picked on by numerous students thanks to the friendship I formed with Justia on the first day, the only things that came back to me over the next few days were such blunt words.
“……..”
Of course, there was no assault or verbal abuse. Since they aspired to be heroes, they were the ones with at least a conscience or a small amount of pride.
Of course, that didn’t mean they treated me friendly.
Remembering that the seat next to me was the only empty seat in the class, I was able to roughly guess their intentions.
“It’s him…? He treated the examiner so cruelly during the entrance exam…”
“Shh, don’t look. You might get in trouble.”
“I’m scared of him…..”
Even now, when I see a group of female students over there glancing at me and whispering, I guess they are probably blatantly ignoring me and making fun of me.
I’ve been used to being treated like that since long ago, so I don’t think much of it.
“That’s right. It looks so gloomy.”
“Still, he looked kind of cute…”
“Really? Should I pretend to be deceived and try to talk to him?”
“…Don’t you know that? Justia has been openly showing off that she has been filming since day one.”
“Tsk… That’s a shame.”
For your information, I desperately refused Justia’s request to join us. If I had done it without notice, it might have been a public achievement.
‘Is mobile class next?’
Anyway, it was the moment when I was trying to ignore the stares staring at me and get up to take the next subject, Hero Basics.
“There, you.”
“…….?”
Someone approached me and spoke to me in a cold voice.
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“Look at me for a moment.”
“You…”
When I first saw the girl approaching me, a question mark began to appear in my head as I watched her from an omniscient perspective.
‘…Spade?’
Instead of wearing a battle uniform filled with the smell of blood and numerous deaths like now, she wore a quite lively and refreshing magical girl outfit.
Nevertheless, the hard expression of dissatisfaction with everything in the world remains the same, so it doesn’t look very fitting.
It was because Spade, who looked younger than anyone else could see, was talking to me with his arms crossed.
‘…Are the memories mixed up?’
Of course, it wasn’t something I remembered, and it doesn’t make sense to say I’d forgotten it, so I wondered if it was just a fantasy mixed in with memories of the past.
“I heard there is no opponent to face in this test.”
“…Okay.”
“Then do it with me.”
As she listens to the conversation between her and I, her mind suddenly becomes clearer and the uneasy feeling she felt every time she reminisces about her school life begins to disappear.
“…Why?”
“Because of you, the kids in your class look at you and feel intimidated whenever you do something.”
“Yes?”
“I need to break your nose and lighten this sh*tty mood, so let’s have a fight.”
Yes, this girl in front of her is a Japanese magical girl who was at the peak of her popularity at the time. Mystic Shine.
“…A magical girl goes around picking fights with random people, so she seems to have some time left, right?”
“…Why are you scared?”
However, because Justia and I had lower entrance scores and entered the school in third place, she was an annoying guy who suffered from an inferiority complex for the first time in her life.
But in the end, her first meeting with her, the woman who would become tied into a long, long relationship with her Justia, was unfolding in my sight.
“Is it also a magical girl’s manual to not talk nonsense?”
“…Oh, you look really scared?”
Maybe it’s because my memory is blurry, but I’m a little confused as to whether it’s fate or bad luck.