CH 1.8

Bonus- "No, I don't want to":

Bonus chapter  for Part 1

“Kusuba-kun”

There was a class change near the second year of junior high school.

“Everyone from the class is going to a social gathering, what about you?”

He was a very flashy guy, just like a normie.

I thought this guy will be standing between lively guys and people like me, sticking the class together for the next year.

He is a type everyone can’t help but like, he’s just like that.

I think that’s why this guy is trying to create a place where everyone can get to know each other quickly.

I thought he was a good person, and he was.

“No, don’t pester me”

“…Do you have any other plans?”

It was strange to me that he even used the word “plans”.

There is no “plan”

But I have a “reason”.

Perhaps, the only reason to refuse is if you have “plans” or “prior contacts”.

It was a way of thinking that I could not empathize with.

“No, I don’t…”

“…Then, why?”

“I’m not good at social gatherings. .Don’t worry, just go with the one you want to go with.”

Get along with everyone, make some fuss here and there.

I already knew that such a life is not meant for me.

If given a chance, very few people will naturally hang out by themselves and live quietly in the school.

I was more comfortable that way, it suited my personality.

That’s why I didn’t want to go to a social gathering.

“…Isn’t it bad to ruin the atmosphere of the class for selfish reasons like that.”

He said that with a look and voice full of contempt and discomfort.

I didn’t understand what he meant.

How does going alone change the atmosphere of the class?

Besides, why should someone who doesn’t want to go participate in the class for the sake of the atmosphere?

Why can’t people just accept that there are people like me too?

“…Heh…Fine, do what you want then.”

When he heard me, his face distorted like he wanted to throw up.

In the end, I spent my time with a small group of three people.

I didn’t make friends with any of them, but I think I didn’t reasonably well.

The normie who had convinced me to go never talked to me after that.

Now when I think about it, he was probably right.

I must have been an idiot to answer why I didn’t want to go honestly.

My values must be foreign to them.

Like a bug that can never be understood and accepted.

And the fact that I was able to realize that was probably the only good thing that happened from this experience.