A NEET’s Guide to the Parallel World: Healer, the Strongest Cheat?

"Slow down, Hitachi! How much longer do I have to wait?

A lunch break chime rings, and the political ministry encounters Saab's Pasili, as usual. There were times when the store was crowded today and the "delivery” was delayed. Saab was in a bad mood because of it, and the political ministry was being cursed.

"Sorry......"

"If I'm sorry, I don't need a parsley!

One and Hanoi are not in the classroom. So there is no one here to defend the political sect. The little bird is watching from the corner, but no matter what she thinks in her heart, she has never taken action.

Then the political ministry left the classroom.

If the curse stops, the noon parsley is over. After that, a little freedom awaits. But the ministry never had lunch, and when he realized it, he was in the library.

When I opened the door with dark eyes, there were already 'library dwellers' there. The usual. When the political ministry took the proper book without regard, he took the right seat and put his earphones on his ear.

'Library resident' can also be referred to as a kind of discriminatory term. At noon, the same face as every day gathers in this library. All of them are in the category of "Yin Characters” in their respective classes. Most of them are animated. Such anime lovers, for some reason, gathered in this library every day, and when they realized it, they were becoming called 'Library Residents' by other students who wouldn't lean here. It's a disdain.

Such an ordinance is also one of the "Library Residents".

The political sect takes out the walkman, and when he chooses a song, he plays the music. Then he opened the page of the book he had and followed only the typeface without reading it. This was the routine of the political sect. Open the book but I haven't read it. I follow typography, but there is no typography ahead of that gaze. One is in a blurred vision. - It's just the gray world. Everything looks monochromatic and only the explosion is flowing on my head. Only in the meantime can you be cut off from this world and escape into your own. Political sects, I think, may have already, at this point, suffered from a kind of 'otherworldly syndrome'.

Turn the book page for nothing. Nobody sees anything about political sects. But the political sect had a timid personality he couldn't help but worry about his surroundings. I don't want it to seem unnatural. So I play music with a book in my hand that I don't even read, spreading the page. Heavy bass echoed in my head, and then I felt that it justified this life of a political sect.

Then suddenly, the sound breaks from one ear.

"... what is it?

When the earphones fell out of his right ear and followed him with his eyes, there was Kenshiro Gardena.

"The library is not a clinic, if not your refuge, to escape despair. Sound leakage is depressing..."

Apparently, there was a slight zero sound from the earphones of the political sect. It seemed loud to the park that was nearby.

"... I'm sorry"

A political sect trying to turn down the volume and move it elsewhere. Then the garden called out its back.

"I heard..."

Suddenly I say so, Gardenia. The political sect was stopping his leg.

……

A political sect looking back with dead eyes. Gardenia stared into the eyes of the political sect with the book in one hand.

"You were talking to an article, weren't you? How does it feel to be left alone?

……

The library is supposed to be a quiet place, but this place is relatively noisy. So it doesn't sound like anyone around you, like two conversations.

"... Whether you are left behind or not, time goes on. Even if I leave you, time moves on, and the past cannot be changed. Misleading with music won't change the world, and your dark eyes won't clear up. This is not a place to delude your despair. It's just a place to read books. I was wondering if you wouldn't use the book as a tool for deception?

Gardenia deciphered the emotions of the political sect so that he could decipher the book. This is a garden jerk. Gardenia herself, has no interest in the political sect. But when I realize it, I think about it and want to test my knowledge.

……

Gardenia said so faintly without changing her eyes and without discouraging her words. The political ministry has been silent on the word for a while. But the legs remained stopped, so I knew the conversation was still going on.

"Despair? …"

That was the first word that came out of the mouth of the political sect.

"Right? You can tell by the look in your eyes. Eyes represent a person's condition. You can almost see what kind of person they are, with all their personalities and thoughts. You are desperate and even more intoxicated. It's called self-indulgence, that kind of thing."

"Huh... you're not seeing it, are you?

"What?..."

"Despair is long gone, isn't it?

……

Then the political sect looked back about half way and looked into the eyes of the garden field with his side. There was no emotion there, but in the garden it seemed as if it was staring.

"Have you ever seen a world without colors?

"Huh?..."

"Despair has color. You're desperate because there's still hope in the first place. When there is no hope, there will be no despair, and then there will be, - nothing. No color, nothing, just nothing. Always confused. It's like there's water in my ear, I can't hear it. I should have left the house earlier, but I was already back home... but I did go to school. But I don't remember that. I'm already home. Such a... sensation..."

"You... what are you talking about?

"See? I told you. So I said I didn't see... I didn't see it. I don't see anything... you don't see it for the rest of your life..."

At that time, Gardenia looked into the eyes of the political sect. - Look me in the eye and you'll see everything. That's what I said, it was a garden field, but I don't know what the political sect means. I don't know how I don't see myself, I don't know that. It's just nothing. The garden is not a good man. There is no need to comprehend the language of political decency.

"Yunda-kun, too." If you can get locked up. "You'll see... at a time when you can't move."

Then, leaving out words that don't make sense, the political ministry leaves the room behind. Gardenia was staring at that back in a bad mood.

Gardenia locked herself in her world by reading a book. There was no guilt there, no need for it, either, because of the justified notion that reading is what it is.

The same goes for the political sect.

The political sect covered his vision with his own thoughts, the concept of philosophy. But in the case of political sects, that was not universally more justified than reading.

Communication became scarce, and harm began to appear in the eyes and expression.

In this world judged by appearance, the impression of a political sect is bad, unlike that of a garden field, which is not to be allowed. Unconsciously guilty, the mind of the political sect is gradually affected, becoming more and more, sick.

Due to the multiplicity of actions, the political sect changed.

- The eyes of the political sect are dark.

For the park, that was my impression of the political sect.

- "I can't see..."

The representations that hinder it have remained in Gardenia's memory ever since.

Then, after Zhengzheng left the library room, when he opened the book and arrived at his seat, he delayed reading with a faceless expression.

He was also stuck in the shell, just like the political sect.