No in-depth pursuit

Just don't want to interfere with other people's lives

But ignore it

But it's another name for irresponsibility

Evasion screams that it has a part to play

Spend your life in mediocrity

It's true that you can

Just give up all chances to interfere

Like a game

Life

If you don't trigger an event

Then the trajectory of your life will naturally not intersect with others

The night has fallen, the curtain is rising, several colors of moon, the stars are shining. The curtain is rising, the moon is shining and the stars are shining.

Compared with the almost luxurious nightlife in Tokyo and Osaka, the night in Kyoto is quiet. People who still want to go out after nightfall will choose to go to Kyoto's traditional night street, Saito-cho. Saito-cho is an ancient street full of traditional flavor, along the street is full of lanterns and signboards, and four or five steps away, you can see the quaint izakaya, the crunching sound of sake bottles clinking together can float far away in the night air, and the smell of sake is intoxicating even before it arrives.

Such a peaceful elegance, even Mayumi Araki, who is always associated with 'roughness', looks unusually gentle in Ziongzong's eyes at the moment.

Of course, only if she didn't say anything.

Before arriving at their destination, they passed by a rather large park, the park is not large, the flowers and grass fragrance refreshing, just the way can also feel the care of nature, but Ziongzong noticed a small a little bit scary thing.

He seems to have heard the sound of a little girl crying.

"There seems to be the sound of crying eh, in this neighborhood. "

"...... crying? "

But Ziongzong seems to be the only one who heard it.

"What cry?"

"No, ...... probably I heard it wrong."

Mayumi Araki glanced at Ziongzong thoughtfully, and then came to a conclusion that Totally unrelated.

"If you think you can take advantage of me by creating a scary atmosphere, then you're very wrong, kid. "

After saying this, Mayumi Araki, whose legs and hands were shaking, disappeared to the exit not far from the park with a pace that almost exceeded the human limit, racing away.

"......"

Of course, Ziongzong remained in the same place.

--But just a little kid who is afraid of ghosts.

Originally, Ziongzong's uncle heart thought he had met a strong enemy, but now he can already cross his arms, face up to the sky hahaha laugh.

The only thing that concerned him was the cry that he was sure he had heard correctly, but now there was no trace of it.

"Oi! Yamada Taro are you leaving or not! "

Mayumi Araki hid warily at the park exit, Ziongzong could only vaguely see her head peeking out from behind the gate.

"Hey~ Yamada Taro is going out~"

- it shouldn't matter.

Ziongzong felt that what he needed to think about was how to survive tonight's drink.

A few minutes later, Mayumi Araki led Ziongzong through countless remote and deep alleys, and finally stopped at an extremely suspicious-looking izakaya.

It was so suspicious that it didn't even have a sign or a name.

"Oh, old man, you're not dead yet. "

However, Mayumi Araki looked like an old acquaintance, she was only a few years old.

"How can I go without worrying if you're not dead yet? "

The shopkeeper is an old man with a ponytail, his hair is already white, and his silver-white ponytail gives a feeling as if it will shine.

--Ah ...... ponytail.

Ziongzong, who was staring straight at the ponytail, was soon noticed by the shopkeeper.

"Who is this kid, your illegitimate child? "

"Your illegitimate son!"

--What?!

This time, Ziongzong and Mayumi Araki delicately agreed for the first time.

Only one cursed out loudly, and the other sulked in his heart.

After all, the generations are different, the status is different, and the right to speak is the same.

"hahahaha, what's the excitement, it's just a joke~"

The old man with the silver ponytail, the store manager, his voice hoarse and rough, although he did not quite understand where the point of the last sentence was laughing, but after he finished he laughed hahahaha to himself, laughing as if an aging saw was pulling wood.

"Someone dares to have kid with you, I think the world does not exist ~ "

laugh a little while and then, the silver ponytail old man stopped to say a great word.

"Good to know. ...... As usual, give this kid one too."

"Okay."

Surprisingly, Mayumi Araki didn't care at all.

--The girl in her early twenties actually accepted that she didn't have people who could have kid with her, that was too calm.

Ziongzong's uncle's heart tsked in wonder.

In a short time, Mayumi Araki's mouth "the same old thing" was served up.

This is the legendary pork cutlet rice meal, or pork cutlet rice bento, fried golden brown pork cutlet has a considerable amount of weight, as a piece of irregular three-dimensional object, the length, width and height are quite satisfactory. Amazingly, Ziongzong didn't feel that the pork chop would be drastically reduced in size after peeling off the skin, and if it did, he would have to lift the table, decisively, because after all, this is an opportunity not available in the country, because the main component of domestic pork chops is the skin, which is common sense, general knowledge, theorems, and axioms of the world.

So you can't lift the table for this little thing in China.

"Is that all you can eat? ...... cough cough!"

Ziongzong forgot to be cautious for a moment and took a big sip of the miso soup, and oh, it was so choking.

"Yeah, that's it, why don't you like it?"

"No, that's not what I meant. ...... This is good."

--She said she'd like to eat something first.

--Then let's pad your stomach, we're going to abuse your ...... stomach ...... stomach ...... intestines ...... ah ......

Mayumi Araki is in a good mood, humming, eating pork chops, turning chopsticks to pick up white rice, eating a lovely look.

Ziongzong apprehensive, although the pork chop bento is indeed delicious, but if the stomach are away from home, which food and what does it matter... ...

In fact, Ziongzong can't drink, and a little bit of alcohol will make him so drunk that he'll look like two people.

Although the world has an endless mosquitoes, cockroaches, loan and homework. Unfortunately, there are no endless meals, endless money, endless shower gel, and no banquets that don't end.

"Hoo-ah - satisfied~"

Mayumi Araki raised her hands with a satisfied face, and Ziongzong had finished eating.

"Do you want to eat something else, kid?"

"No, I'm full."

"Then pay the bill and leave."

--That's too much!

Ziongzong's uncle's heart was bleeding.

Mayumi Araki walked outside the store and waited for Ziongzong as if it was a matter of course.

Ziongzong hesitated and hesitated, and handed over the money with difficulty.

--Speaking of which, this isn't an izakaya at all!

The blood dripping from the heart of the uncle perceived deception, desperate to kill himself, only his life is not just his.

--He had to regain the disadvantage at the izakaya no matter what!

"Then I'll see you tomorrow."

--What?

"See you tomorrow?"

--I thought we were going to ......

"What, are you scheduled to skip school tomorrow?"

Mayumi Araki clasped her hands to her chest, tilted her head, glanced at Ziongzong, and then frowned up at the night sky.

"If you skip class, there will be serious consequences, Yamada Taro. "

""I have no intention of skipping class the next day ...... You were at school today, didn't you say you were going to drink?'

--That woman, what are you playing at now?

"That's not something your wallet can afford to buy."

She beamed and made a cute face at Ziongzong before pulling a bill out of her pocket and stuffing it into Ziongzong's jacket pocket.

"This is today's payment, it's a little late to say, but welcome to junior high (A)."

--Meal money?

"It's only the first day of school, isn't it? "

Mayumi Araki gave Ziongzong a gentle push on the shoulder, and then turned around and left.

Ziongzong didn't quite understand this sentence, the subtext was "there are still long days ahead" or "don't let your parents worry"

"See you tomorrow then, big sister."

"...... already called so smoothly, don't stay on the road, make a tram for me to go back. "

Mayumi Araki raised her hand at Ziongzong's back, and this dashing action, as well as the small action of stuffing money into Ziongzong's pocket just now, made her image mature in Ziongzong's mind.

-- Time for home

Ziongzong took the bill out of his shirt pocket to put it in his wallet, and then, when he saw the denomination of the bill, he froze for a moment.

"......"

It's not easy to see through, because the heart is not the literally the heart, and the brain is not the heart, and the heart is not in the body, so you can't see it anyway.

--This is only the first day.

A million tangled, Ziongzong stuffed the bill into his wallet.

--This is not even enough to pay for her share of the meal!

The uncle's heart is silently shouting, out of goodwill, Ziongzong silently put up with this small loss. After taking away some of the highlights of the evening and leaving the surface, it can be summarized as "a pretty girl of twenty years old ate dinner with herself and gave herself some tips at the end. "

--Ah, it seems quite worth it.

Ziongzong's uncle heart hahahaha giggled and probably broke down.

The next day, after refusing Yukino-san's good morning kiss by all means, Ziongzong rushed out of Uesugi's house with toast in his mouth and milk in his hands, holding his school bag.

Thanks to the beyond-normal lifestyle of both Yukino-san and Uesugi Tano, Ziongzong was tired of dealing with it, and the feeling of Ziongzong as a newcomer in the family was diluted a lot.

If this is their way of caring for their loved ones, then Ziongzong has been in it without knowing it.

The most tender love is always imperceptible, unknowing, unperceived, and wrongly hurt, and even the forgiveness at the end is a part of this silent tenderness.

"It's so hard. "

Uesugi Yui, who left the house before Ziongzong, was waiting for Ziongzong outside the fence with her school bag in both hands.

"Yes ...... Yukino-san has always been like this? "

"Well, it's always been like this."

Yui smiled.

"Let me help you with your school bag, you won't be able to eat it."

"Well, thanks."

The boy who went to school with toast in his mouth was not cute at all.

Ziongzong settled his breakfast in two bites and walked out of the residential alley with Yui, then remembered something unpleasant that happened yesterday.

"By the way, Yui-san, are you okay?"

Ziongzong looked into Yui's eyes, then waved his eyes again and swept around. Understanding the meaning of Ziongzong's action, Yui spat out her tongue mischievously and jumped gently to Ziongzong's side, holding his arm tightly against Ziongzong's chest.

"Even so, it doesn't matter. "

The only thing that remains is the warmth of Ziongzong's arm and the faint aroma that proves that nothing has happened just now.

--The actual fact is that you can find a lot of people who have been molested by a sister who is a few months older than you.

The uncle's heart had an inexplicable feeling of entanglement.

"Shall we go?"

Looking at Uesugi Yui, who was walking ahead with a slightly jumpy pace, Ziongzong felt from the bottom of his heart that this sister's open-mindedness was a little scary, and that this type of girl was the type that would "eat" boys.

"If you don't go, I'll go first."

"Yes, yes, yes, yes, I'll come. "

At first, Ziongzong thought she would meet Mayumi Araki around the corner early, just like yesterday, but in fact, it was not until the last class of the morning that Ziongzong saw her dragging her wobbly body through the corridor and into the teacher's office.

--hangover?

During the last class, Ziongzong volunteered to help the subject teacher with a forgotten lesson plan, the main purpose of which was to spy on Mayumi Araki's condition.

"Good morning, Big Sister. "

As soon as he entered, he saw Mayumi Araki lazily lying on her desk, and when she heard Ziongzong's voice, she only raised one hand to show that he heard it, but did not react more.

"Last night ...... drank too much? "

Considering that there were other teachers around, Ziongzong lowered his voice and took the opportunity to close the distance between him and Mayumi Araki. However, he couldn't smell any alcohol from Mayumi Araki, was it because the girl was more concerned about the smell and such things so now she had taken care of it, or was it some other reason, Ziongzong was a bit confused.

"Yes, it's a hangover, how is it."

Mayumi Araki was straightforward enough to just lie down and admit it.

Actually, that was not the case. Last night in the park, Ziongzong heard the faint sound of a girl crying, Mayumi Araki also heard, because the cry was very harsh and eerie, so she was nervous and pretended not to hear. And after that, she heard a few more times, but Ziongzong beside her did not respond, and did not know that Ziongzong just did not care anymore, she felt more and more that the cries ghostly and scary, despite the efforts to escape from the park at that time, and her went to the izakaya alone after parting with a lot of alcohol, only helplessly too much alcohol, after returning home is still very glad that the park The girl's cries in the park still lingered in the mind, so the frightened did not close her eyes all night, tossing herslef to exhaustion.

Mayumi Araki couldn't say such a humiliating thing.

"Do you want me to take you to the health room for a rest? "

"Rest ...... is still in class ...... go back to ...... I do not need to worry about you. "

The wording is still as tough as ever, but the tone is soft and uninspiring. Looking at the soft and feeble Mayumi Araki, Ziongzong, as well as Ziongzong's uncle heart, really want to touch her clear short hair, pinch her cheeks with a bit of baby fat, and then poke her cute dimples.

Of course, these are just delusions of grandeur.

After taking the lesson plans, Ziongzong went back to the classroom obediently.

But on the way back to class, he went to the health room and took some sobriety medicine from the health room teacher.

After class, it was time for lunch break, and without thinking too much, Ziongzong sent the medicine to the office first, but Mayumi Araki was no longer there.

--where did she go ......

Ziongzong asked the teachers sitting around, but no one knew where Mayumi Araki had gone.

"Teacher, here is the inspector's sheet for this morning."

"Well, please, Yui. "

At the same time, Yui Uesugi arrived at the office, and as a member of the discipline committee, she had to come over twice a day to submit the forms. When she was leaving the office, she met Ziongzong by chance.

"Ziongzong? What a coincidence."

"Yes, I'm here to deliver something for the teacher."

"I'm also here to bring something to you. Have you eaten yet?"

"No, I haven't."

"Then let's go together."

Ziongzong hesitated for a moment.

He looked at Yui, as he had done in the morning, and looked to his left and to his right, a hint that had become a little secret between him and Yui.

"Is it okay?"

"It's okay."

The only thing is to take Ziongzong's hand, not the wrist, but the hand, hey hey, here is the office door eh ...... but only obviously not think so much, do not know whether to say natural or open-minded, just pull Ziongzong all the way to the canteen.

The temperature of the hand, not half ambiguous, only the warmth of affection.

"What do you want to eat. "

Yui looked at the numerous order windows and had no idea for a while, her fingers cupping her chin, the way she always did when thinking.

"There's nothing in particular I want to eat, just the same as Yui's. "

If Ziongzong were to choose, he would decisively go to the window with the lowest number of people in line.

"Do you have any avoidance?"

"No, I always don't pick."

"How about ...... and we'll take on the huge Hell Ramen?"

" What does ‘Hell Ramen’ ...... mean?"

"It's ......... a very spicy ramen, right?"

--Two people eating one, it will be misunderstood.

Ziongzong scanned the entire cafeteria, although there were loving couples sitting together, but did not see the courageous people who dared to eat one meal together.

The real fierce man who dares to face the harsh teaching director and face the burning sentiment squarely. What kind of mourner and happy person is this?

That sentence above, probably wrong as hell, sorry Mr. Lu Xun.

"Does it ...... work? "

"Is ...... okay or not okay?"

"Of course it's not okay~"

"Yes ...... of course it's not okay."

--I thought she would do something out of the ordinary like she did in the morning ...... in front of the public.

"I'll have pork bone ramen, how about you?"

"Me too, wait for me here, I'll go buy some."

"Then, I'm counting on you."

There weren't really many people in the cafeteria because the students had many choices and the cafeteria didn't have a monopoly of power over the land. But on the contrary, the cafeteria serves quite delicious lunches, such as the ramen window where Ziongzong is lining up, where many students are waiting patiently.

"......"

Only, everyone else was in twos and threes, chatting in company, but only Ziongzong, who was bored.

He looked around in boredom, and then, felt his muscles tense up.

--How a gloomy feeling behind ......

But the surrounding students are nothing unusual, seems to notice only Ziongzong himself.

So, Ziongzong slightly turned his head sideways and glanced behind him.

For a moment mistakenly thought that he saw an Arctic glacier.

Of course it was an illusion.

Ziongzong pretended he didn't see anything and continued his queue.

"......"

Now, he wasn't bored at all.

--Why is she behind me? ......

The girl standing behind Ziongzong is the icy girl of the second year (C), Katagiri Mai, who didn't notice Ziongzong peeking back at her, nor did she realize that the person in front of her was Ziongzong. She was a little distracted, thinking about things that had nothing to do with school, the cafeteria, or lunch.

What was on her mind was a certain cat.

But her presence made Ziongzong endure a certain amount of intimidating pressure in silence, until she left her side after buying two pork-bone ramen.

And she, throughout, never realized that Ziongzong was beside her.

Regarding the lunch in the cafeteria, Ziongzong and Yui both intentionally or unintentionally chose to sit in a remote corner, and nothing happened after they ate peacefully and calmly.

Such an atmosphere is like the orthodox school life.

The hustle and bustle of others does not affect their own comfort, but each is the background of the other's life.

The discipline committee is busy, in the lunch break, only still have business to do, Ziongzong does not want to go back to the classroom , walking casually in the campus. Such a walk Ziongzong likes, because may meet interesting people, meet interesting things.

Take, for example, Katsuo Hondo who is hunched over with his head down and trudging through the hallways with a heavy pace. His expression today was rather gloomy, and even though it was his first day back at school after recovering from his illness, his mood seemed to be the opposite, and Ziongzong could probably guess the exact reason. It was probably because yesterday after school, the excited Ito Tomono visited with her classmates, and then the "main reason" for the leave of absence of Katsuo Honda was made public.

The sadness of middle-aged men?

Ziongzong felt that he had done his best, and then, secretly, pinched himself for himself decades later.

The school has been going around, except for poor Katsuo Honda, Ziongzong did not see anyone he cared about, and of course, he did not find Mayumi Araki, so the sobriety pills had to be left on him.

Looking at the time, there was still a long time before the end of the lunch break, Ziongzong considered whether to take a nap under the banyan tree.

The reason why Ziongzong didn't want to go back to class was actually quite simple. There are still people in the class who are reading and doing homework, and the rustling of paper and pencil will make Ziongzong too distracted to sleep.

Others are serious, but they do not do anything, such a wasted life really can it be?.

But it's a joke, upward mobility is a difficult road, forcing yourself will make nothing left in the end, and it's not impossible. It's just that mediocrity can make people feel guilty, guilty about themselves, being resentful of their own words, roughly is not good.

At this time, Ziongzong felt the air around him drop many degrees Celsius all of a sudden ...... jokingly.

He saw Katagiri Mai coming towards him, but Ziongzong was not recognized by her, which means Ziongzong was just a part of the surrounding scenery.

It was awkward.

Ziongzong was playing the role of a "tree" in a stage play that didn't really need to be played.

Although he could see it from a distance, he couldn't do anything about it, because the relationship was so bad and so stiff that it became so inexplicable.

--I'd better be the first to say hello.

Uncle heart gave a pertinent advice.

But, this idea was immediately rejected by the fierce gaze of Katagiri Mai from afar, although the focus of the gaze has not yet fallen on Ziongzong.

--Better to ignore her and just sleep here quietly for a while.

The uncle heart compromised, and at the same time he emphasized that he did not make this compromise because he was afraid.

Poof -- touch, snap.

Ziongzong heard the sound of something falling on the grass.

It was the young bird of a small bird, its bright yellow fur particularly conspicuous in the bright green lawn.

The feathers on its wings were not yet fully grown, and although it had fallen from the tree, it did not appear to be seriously injured. Ziongzong took it carefully in his hands and searched the tree cover for the nest.

--There it was.

The tree was not high enough for Ziongzong to climb easily, even with only one hand free. Ziongzong placed the chick in the nest and rolled over to jump down.

"Feed."

Just as he landed, he found Katagiri Mai standing in front of him.

Ziongzong thought she would look kinder after the good deed he had just done, but she was just as vicious as ever.

"Do you know what you have just done?"

--Of course I know.

"What's wrong?"

"See for yourself."

Ziongzong turned his head back to the tree.

A cat, hidden somewhere, was now holding the youngling in its mouth. Ziongzong's foot was already on the trunk of the tree, ready to go up and save the bird from the cat's mouth, but his hand was pulled.

The person who pulled Ziongzong's hand was Katagiri Mai.

"What do you want to do?"

"To save it, of course!"

"Save it for what?"

"What for? It'll die if you don't save it!"

"Can you keep it if you save it?"

"I told you it's not like that ......"

"Look at that cat."

Katagiri Mai pointed her free hand at the cat, which was still standing in the treetops, seemingly in no hurry to escape from the crime scene, and not caring about Ziongzong. It was a wild cat with very messy fur and a dirty body, no collar on its neck, legs, or anything like that.

Moreover, it was already too thin, skin covered with bones, probably starving for a long time.

"You're just interfering with its hunt. "

Katagiri Mai said without a trace of intonation.

"......"

"Even if you save it now, it may not live much longer."

"......"

After a few words, Ziongzong generally understood what the girl wanted to say, but what she wanted did not make sense to Ziongzong, even though the world had its own laws and a chain of interests. However, the world Ziongzong saw was his own world, not bound by any objective rules, even if it was said to be materialistic, Ziongzong considered himself to be the god of the world he saw.

"Let's give up."

"What if I don't?"

Ziongzong grabbed the wrist of Katagiri Mai and easily removed her hand. He leapt up to the top of the tree, picked up the wild cat by the waist, jumped down from the top of the tree and landed lightly on the grass.

"......！ "

Katagiri lifted her hand and swung it toward Ziongzong's face without hesitation, and Ziongzong didn't have the slightest intention of dodging, watching the slap swing to the side of his cheek .......

The hand of Katagiri Mai stopped in mid-air, not hitting Ziongzong's face.

"It is good to live a little longer, even though I am not able to take care of that fledgling for the rest of its life, but this extra life I gave it may be an opportunity for it to live on its own for the rest of its life. "

After hearing Ziongzong's words, Katagiri Mai lowered her head.

--Approved?

''Heh.''

Her laugh didn't have any warmth.

"Does it make you happy to do what you like? "

"Does it make you feel good to use your power freely to help the weak?"

"Do you know what hypocrisy is?"

"Do you think that this "random" attitude can really help?"

"Do you think your casualness can be called kindness?"

"Do you think that cat is evil?"

"Do you think that cat doesn't have young babies in its litter?"

"Do you think the weak need pity and the strong need containment?"

"Do you think it will be grateful if you just leave it in the corner?"

"If you didn't have the sense to take care of him, why did you save him in the first place?

Katagiri Mai's words were like a barrage of bullets, leaving Ziongzong with wounds before he could react.

The words fell like an avalanche of air.

'Self-righteousness.'

After coldly brushing off these four words, the piece of mist passed through Ziongzong's side and left.

It wasn't a run, just a normal pace.

And Ziongzong had no desire to go after him, nor did he have the motivation to turn around.

--Obsessed and biased kid......

For this kind of topic, there is no right or wrong, there are only differences in values, Ziongzong does not yet think he has the ability to easily change the values of others, so he did not go after them and explain.

Moreover, he is in severe pain at the moment.

The wild cat in Ziongzong's arms, with its sharp teeth embedded deep into Ziongzong's arm, in the struggling movement, the cat's claws cut several blood-soaked wounds all over Ziongzong's body.

--This world, where there is not just strong and weak.

Ziongzong cupped his hands around the cat and gazed into its pupils, and after a few seconds, the wild cat, meekly, quieted down.

This is not some strange art, this is simply an expression of affection, a long, sincere gaze into the eyes of the cat, that is ......

-- 'I love you'

This is a confession to the cat.

It's not that what Katagiri Mai says is without merit, it's just that she focuses too much on the universal truths of the world and ignores some of the dynamic choices she makes as a human being. Ziongzong feels that there is a reason for her bias.

--perhaps, some kind of psychological disorder.

Ziongzong carried the wildcat by the neck all the way to the cafeteria and bought it a grilled fish.

-- You're not even close to that little wildcat from yesterday.

Being afraid of cats, Ziongzong's uncle heart hid, probably behind the valve between the atrium and the ventricle. Ziongzong, at this point, was like a child, simply, happily blooming and smiling, stroking the wild cat's hot spine and enjoying the brief but heartwarming interaction.

Despite not being the president of a great country that can change the world, a giant businessman, Ziongzong is not so sad to grieve for a world where people die of hunger, disease and other killings every day, he knows that these are part of what makes up the world, but as long as they are in front of Ziongzong's eyes, he will not let them happen. Ziongzong is his world, and he is the god of his world.

In this small world, he reluctantly forced himself to become an omnipotent god.