Another Arcadia Online

Misaki's Recap ①

It was already evening when I was playing games with Yuuzaki.

I heard your mother was coming. There was only a note saying, 'Make the game as much as you want.' Oh, yeah. I'm sorry.

Put the letter down, I turn on the TV.

"It's a Sweet Feature Today"

Sounds sweet.

Sweets seem like girls, but I've never been to sweets or anything, have I? I was just A2O in sophomore year, and I didn't talk to anyone in my freshman year of high school.

... Well, no one could believe it. It's just that. How did you get along with the lichen?

I enrolled in high school.

Secondary school stopped going on the way. I am going to high school after taking my graduate certification exam. Zhuzhou asked me to go.

Well, I guess high school isn't much different from middle school either.

"I don't like it. I don't want to go."

If I say so, I can bully you anyway.

Few people would want to go on their own even though they know they can be bullied. They also chose a place where their classmates wouldn't enroll. No, it's the nearest high school.

Still, I don't want anything I don't want to go to.

"Misaki, if you don't try, you won't know."

"No, if you don't like humans, you're irritating me, so you irritate me anyway. He doesn't look like he's gonna like it."

"... say it's okay. Misaki. Because I think he's just a sweet guy."

That's not true.

There's no way there's any kind person in the world. It's impossible for me to be so optimistic about things. Besides, isn't Pearl State alert?

Honestly, I wouldn't be comfortable with my class. Because you can bully me.

"... because if you don't like it, I'm quitting school"

"... yeah"

I think it's just a matter of time.

I'm sorry to your mother and father for paying for school. But I don't think you can learn anything at school where there are people who bully me.

And celebrate the admissions ceremony.

The principal spoke, and the freshman delegate was out front talking. I'm yawning and listening to it. I don't understand your interest.

No, I can't be interested. Everything I've been interested in has been smashed. I've stopped holding my ideals. I decided to just look at reality.

Ideal is ideal. Even if you want to do better from now on, that's idealism. It's not really possible.

"All of this is a trick. Learning from the seniors and all that."

I didn't tell anyone, I snapped to myself.

My heart doesn't get woken when I say it's an admissions ceremony. Instead, all the anxiety solicits. That's good because you probably can't have friends.

The question is whether you can't bully me or not.