Chapter 310 Extra: School Girl Chapter

Author: nest eating little orange

When I was young, I had a brief time with my senior.

In fact, now that I think about it, it was at that time that we formed a bond.

The senior's mother is a very gentle person.

At that time, because of my family situation, I just couldn't help but want to escape and go outside.

"It's not good for such a beautiful doll to shed tears."

The aunt who said that was picked up and took it back.

Of course, you don't take it home.

I just went to her store, and she introduced her to a zero-sugar drink that was suitable for girls and would not make them fat. Then she asked me to try it.

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When I came back to my senses, there was a time when I often went to convenience stores aimlessly.

I saw a bad-looking adult monitoring a blind spot and opening bottles of drinks with prizes. He didn't come to the counter to check out until he selected the bottle with prizes, so he could take away several bottles in a row every time.

I told my aunt, "That person only paid by twisting the cap of the bottle to confirm the prize."

But the aunt did nothing.

After the man left in fear, he sighed.

"Actually, it's not easy for him."

"I heard that my wife was involved in gambling and her family was in pieces. Don't look at him like that. A few years ago, he came here every day to buy soy milk. At that time, he seemed to be working as a civil servant in the city."

"Now because his wife took bribes to gamble in his name, her job is gone. Now it's very difficult to leave two children for him."

"Maybe you think this has nothing to do with you, and it has nothing to do with me. The main thing is that he took the drink in an unethical way, right?"

"What he got was free-flowing milk, probably for his young daughter to drink."

"But this person, even if he is in such a bad state, is a bit suspected of using it now and paying it later. But he will secretly put money on the shelf later."

"Can you understand what I'm saying?"

"But this is wrong."

I still feel bad.

"There are not so many right things in the world. I just say that it is within my own ability. It doesn't matter even if I give it to him for free. I hope this person can get better."

How can there be good people in the world?

To be honest, I don't believe it at all.

All the adults I have ever met are very bad. Including my parents, they are all very bad.

Because I felt that if I was always here, my aunt would definitely hate me. So I thought I had to do something to come here.

Just because of this purpose.

"This is your salary."

"Eh?"

When the money was given to me, I was really at a loss.

"Of course you have to pay for helping out, right? But don't tell others, or you'll be accused of being a child laborer. It's just pocket money."

Auntie pretended to be humorous and said.

"Pocket money?"

"It seems like I haven't taken it for a long time."

"Oh, it was just a joke. You deserve it."

"I didn't do anything..."

"What haven't you done? Thanks to you coming here occasionally, I don't have to work so hard sometimes. It's still very troublesome to check the accounts and order the goods while taking care of the customers. And even if you don't do anything, I plan to give it to you

Your pocket money."

"Why?"

"Because I think it would be nice to have a daughter, and it would be even better if she could become my daughter-in-law."

Is that a joke?

I'm a little shy, but I find it incredible. Before, I seemed to be a dispensable existence no matter where I was, but now I'm being taken seriously here?

Auntie never asked how I was doing.

It's just that when I go to her place, there will always be something that someone else sent me that I can't finish. Sometimes it's cheap snacks, sometimes it's more expensive jerky.

Later I also knew that it was for me.

Maybe, everyone knows that I am not doing well in this situation. Not asking is already the greatest care for me.

After thinking about this, I felt that my aunt was really a thoughtful person.

It won't embarrass me.

Maybe you know that even if you say it, you can't really change anything for me, so you only help me within your own limits.

To be honest, it really relieved my already devastated heart to a great extent.

Think about it now.

"What kind of daughter-in-law?"

"Mom, can you please stop trying to hook up with me when you see a pretty girl? First of all, you should also ask if it will bother others if you say this to others?"

When I first met my senior, I didn't like him.

It's envy and jealousy.

Why are other people’s families so happy?

The atmosphere among family members is so cordial, but I feel superfluous everywhere.

That day, my aunt invited me to have dinner with her at her house, and I left on the pretext that I had something to do.

It should be the camera that senior brought, right?

He said he wanted to take a photo, so he took the photo like that. Then he felt more and more sad and wanted to tell his aunt about his affairs.

But I was afraid that I would be disliked like this, so I voluntarily gave up going to the convenience store.

Because I feel that we are people from different worlds and should not be together.

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【Death Plan】

In a dramatic reunion, the senior gave us something like this.

At that time, I didn't know that the senior was the senior.

I just think this person is really weird.

But if he advised me like others to live a good life, I think I would just deal with it and find another place to die.

What the senior said seemed to be a plan for the deceased like me.

Although the name is strange, the content inside really attracted me.

yes.

If you are already seeking death, then any last wish you have should be fulfilled. You don't even have to care about the rules.

It's just that I don't have anything to do that violates human rules.

Among the plans listed by the senior, the one that interests me the most is the place where I will die.

"Of course you have to choose a place to die."

"If you die in a mass grave, you won't be able to survive and will be eaten by ghosts."

Said like this as a joke.

"But we still have to take it step by step. This is all necessary."

"There is no sense of ritual in dying."

"It would be better to die gracefully. Otherwise, when the news of your death comes out, everyone will guess, oh, this person was miserable in life. Or do you want to be sympathized with?"

This sentence hits my mark exactly.

I hate being pitied.

I also hate being talked about for no reason.

If you can die gracefully, and finally others see the news of your death, and you have done so many graceful things before your death, it will be said that this person just wanted to die. That would be great.
To be continued...