The social phobia substitute will not dream of the band girl

“So you organize programs every day?”

Classic QB flow rhetoric. Ping Xin did say in the five-person group that he organized a show and invited the four members of noctchill to watch it, but this was not the real reason why he didn't go to their school festival.

"I've been really busy lately. Besides preparing my own show, I've also been helping people shoot music videos, preparing shows, coming up with ideas, doing the accounting, and planning their vacations..."

When giving examples, Pingxin always stops at the point and emphasizes that he is very busy.

"Is that so... Is this why you're taking a bunch of high school girls to a school festival for a whole day?"

Oh, how did you know that if you hadn't been following me for a day?

Looking at the pair of purple eyes in front of him that seemed to be filled with deep meaning, Heishin smiled: "Why, is our Miss Higuchi Enka feeling lonely? Or...jealous~?"

Hei Xin has different ways of dealing with different people. For example, when facing Enka, he is always so proactive and conservative——

The man skillfully grasped her hand, gently caressing each of her knuckles and palms as if he were handling a fine work of art. At the same time, he used his eyes to pretend to ask for the woman's consent. If she said no, he would immediately let go without mercy.

Active and passive at the same time, but perfectly restraining Enka's cold and delicate nature, making her unable to even utter a half-hearted refusal. Before she was truly annoyed, she would only pinch him with her fair eyelids and scratch him with her eyes that were neither painful nor itchy, but rather looked quite charming.

"You only mentioned it in the group chat. Although we reserved VIP seats when we went, we didn't see you in person. You've returned, but recently you haven't been with me... You've been out working with them, and you didn't even come to our school festival, so..."

"So you...they feel abandoned by me?"

Ping Xin's face once again wore that meaningful smile, and he might have thought he was facing a wall-facer. But he wasn't a riddle, he just thought the girl in front of him was really cute.

Fukumaru Koito has a gentle personality, or to put it bluntly, she is a bit submissive. Although Hiranobu did not visit her class, Koito can definitely understand Hiranobu, and she will even say that she has nothing to do and let Hiranobu continue to be busy. She is really the best sister.

Although Toru Asakura and Hina Ichikawa would also care about why he didn't come and why he hadn't seen them for so long, the two of them have always been good at self-consolation, and they were restrained by not having too much fun at the school festival.

Although they would think of him when there was something to distract them, they would not think of him all the time (at least that's what Heishin thought).

So, by process of elimination, who is the little girl who is truly obsessed with him, thinking about him day and night, and even learning from him to hide her personal affairs under the guise of righteousness?

"...What an unpleasant expression."

"Okay, okay... Then as an apology, where do you think we should go on a date, Miss Girlfriend~?"

"I don't remember ever being your girlfriend, Mr. Flirty Man."

After saying this, Enka directly shook off Pingxin's hand. Was she trying to ignore him by lifting her skirt?

"Yes, yes, my dear wife~..Then where should we go today~?"

Without caring about what happened just now, Ping Xin stepped forward and hugged Higuchi Enka, then spun her around twice.

Even Enka doesn't wear all kinds of sweatshirts every day, but when she's not in her school uniform, she wears one about seven out of ten days. For example, today she's wearing a sweatshirt that Hexin hasn't seen before, but underneath it is the body he's familiar with...

Maybe they weren't that familiar with each other, because he felt that the other person's body seemed to be a little fuller, and it was more comfortable to hug than before.

"...Have you had enough of the commotion?"

"I haven't hugged you enough, even if I hug you for a lifetime, it won't be enough!"

"......nausea."

Was it his attitude, words, or actions that disgusted him? He didn't know, but Ping Xin didn't find any of them disgusting. After all, there wasn't even a hint of negativity coming from him; he still smelled so fragrant.

Sniff...it smells so good~

After hugging each other tightly until both bodies were filled with the scent, Higuchi Enka pretended to push him away impatiently, and then straightened her messed hair.

Pingxin did not take the opportunity to take advantage of her but instead carefully helped Enka tidy up her clothes. Then he smelled his hands with an unsatisfied look, which earned him a round of eye roll from the latter.

Of course, this is considered a reward in the industry——

"Tell me what you want from me. I noticed you watching my reaction several times just now. I think it's better to get straight to the point. It's hard to hook me if you keep hesitating."

"......fine."

"Again... The most common lie a person tells in their life is 'I'm fine'. If you were trying to keep me on hold, I admit you've succeeded now."

There were no climbing frames today; the two simply sat on a bench in the old park, basking in the sun like the cats on the ground, in the shade of the trees, and in the grass around them. They didn't look like young people with boundless energy and ravenous desires, but rather like active residents entering the elderly years of their lives.

"I'm really fine." Enka's mouth was still as hard. Although it was soft and sweet when kissed, it was really hard.

"You're here again... If you don't say things nicely, you'll regret it for the rest of your life. After all, life is a game of the highest order. You never know what accidents will happen tomorrow. Who knows, I might just disappear one day..."

"Don't you dare talk like that—!"

Normally, Enka should have just sarcastically said something and waited for him to come over and apologize, but today she was so furious that she even grabbed Heishin's collar right in front of everyone.

Very strange...

But when I use my ability, I can't detect anything. What went wrong?

Aside from needing to regularly absorb his energy, Higuchi Enka is now much the same as before. She's even healthier than before, when she was constantly staying up late. But if her unhappiness isn't caused by physical and mental stress, could it be due to...

Aunt?

Regardless, Ping Xin felt it would be best to apologize first at this point: "How about... since I just gave you the ring not long ago, can you just forgive me today?"

"I love you."

"......Eh?"

I have to admit that Pingxin is indeed a little scared now.

Volume 4, Part 2: Snake Wings Leading to the Future

Chapter 1 What I Want to Do

A fortnight passed in a flash, as I reconnected with various parties and reestablished connections, until early December arrived. During this time, Ping Xin's life seemed to be back on track, but many people and things were quietly changing, and constantly changing...

“Haa ...

Yawning, unstoppable yawning.

Even if he tried his best to endure it, his body instinctively made his mouth open, and tears gathered in his eyes, making the world in his eyes blurry once again.

As Ping Xin's abilities grew and time passed, the burden on him gradually increased, but recently it seemed to be slowing down or even decreasing, making him feel very bored and helpless.

Even though it was a good thing that everyone could maintain a normal life when he was away, the boredom that Pingxin hated the most also followed.

This was the case today. Even if he wanted to do something with someone, his girlfriend, the girls in the band, and the little idols all had their own things to do, whether it was school, band or family matters. They were all doing things that ordinary people could not interfere with.

"..."

Perhaps now he can finally understand the feelings of the aunt who just retired in her 50s, moves a stool to sit at the door every day to eat melon seeds, and then points and comments on every passerby.

It was just this kind of understanding. Even if he did it, he wouldn't be happy at all.

Pingxin hates boredom, even to the point of fear, because once people have free time, they don’t know what they will do, and it is far less stable and clear than acting according to plans and schedules.

and......

Whenever this happened, he would start to daydream. He would visit places he hadn't usually paid attention to, or rather, places he hadn't seriously considered or thought about, whether it was the park in front of him or a corner of his memory, he would go and think about it.

"What exactly is written in the diary...?"

Ping Xin also kept a diary, a habit he had developed after contracting a strange illness. Of course, it only lasted for a while, after all, serious people didn't keep diaries, and rather than hoping to be remembered that way, it would be better to commemorate events significant enough to be remembered in human history.

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"Is it really okay if I'm the only one... No, we're the only ones who are so happy?"

This can mean many things, but each one is a different yet similar form of worrying about nothing.

Everyone knows that the world is filled with suffering and torture, and countless people live in dire straits, struggling on the brink of life and death. Yet, no one truly takes it to heart. Because everyone's perception of the "world" is limited, their individual abilities and limitations constrain their thinking. Without a material foundation, spiritual advancement is impossible.

But Ping Xinneng, because he has strength, wealth, time and energy, as well as the love and warmth he receives from others, makes him want to give back to the world and to those kind people.

Unfortunately, he couldn't save everyone unless he narrowed the scope to a certain level.

What’s even more regrettable is that he couldn’t even save some of the people around him, like the hundreds of students he had spent the previous few months with.

No, what was even more tragic was that he had the opportunity to try to take them away, but he put his own personal feelings first and left after making a pretense of leaving as quickly as possible. To be frank and blunt, Ping Xin had never intended to take them away from the beginning.

After all, beings with the power of the halo are too powerful and too dangerous for this fragile world, so for the so-called "righteousness", Ping Xin shamelessly left them there...

Even though that was their world, their home, Ping Xin still felt regret after seeing the final result, even though it was useless. Otherwise, how could it be called wishful thinking?

"Even the grown-up Baizi and that child could not be rescued... Is the world rejecting their departure and arrival? Or is this result due to my true inner thoughts?" I don't know, no one knows, so of course there is no response.

Muttering to himself, Pingxin looked up at the sky. Today was also a beautiful day, but his mood was not so good today.

Now there is only one thing that is clear... that is, Ping Xin is afraid of the diary that he sealed in the safe, and the mysterious DISK that was taken out from the old corpse (the corpse of the previous life).

His own relics, past stories, everything about his students, he felt that all the answers could be found in them, but because of this, he was even more afraid...

What if knowing it is useless? Wouldn't that mean even the last hope is gone?

What if after watching and using it, I am no longer myself?

Long-lost worries linger in Pingxin's heart. This is a shadow that even the sun cannot penetrate, and this is a false proposition that all wise men have argued about.

If there is a possibility, then Ping Xin will plan, work hard, and try to grasp that glimmer of hope. But if the future is bleak, he will be the first to give up on himself and avoid the problem itself like he is now.

They are dead, but I am alive.

I'm living a happy life now, and many people rely on me, so I shouldn't take risks or do anything impossible...

And when there was no halo haunting this Halloween, and no one came to him in his dreams or accused him to his face, Ping Xin felt an irrepressible sadness and emptiness.

Singing, dancing, and laughing with such a sense of guilt, and living under invisible pressure, is this all I can do?

Ping Xin clenched his fists silently. Although there was nothing in his hands, he could hear the sound of something breaking, perhaps his bones, or perhaps space.

No one could see his movements clearly, just as no one had ever fully understood his heart.

But anyone who saw it could understand that he was definitely in a bad mood, absolutely terrible...

"If this is all I can do, then what should I do and what can I achieve?"

do not know...

The world gives people countless choices, some are true, some are false, some can be done and some cannot be done, some can be achieved and some are impossible.

If life is broken down into choices, then now is the time for Ping Xin to make his next choice.

"What I want to do..."

He has nothing to do with others, the world, or any other existence. He thinks and acts only for himself. What is the final result? When he puts aside everything in the outside world, what voice emerges in his heart?

"I want to write a song... a song that's truly and completely my own, the best song ever!"

Chapter 2: Sure enough, it's still daily

"..."

"What's wrong, President Ping Xin, are you writing something?"

"Nothing, Yuuka."

Under Hayase Yuuka's suspicious and scrutinizing gaze, Hirashin closed the notebook in his hand. If there was really nothing wrong, would a normal person write something down on paper while running?

Well, obviously we all discovered that the student union accountant nicknamed the Cold Calculator made a mistake, which was to regard the man in front of him as a normal person.

“It’s nothing really, just writing something down…”

Although brainstorming can generally help with most things, it definitely does not include what Pingxin is doing now. If everyone gets involved, can the final product really be considered his song?

And to be honest, most people would definitely be made fun of if they were shown the lyrics book... If that really happened, he would probably feel embarrassed for the first time in a long time.

"What's wrong, Yuuka, President Hirashin, did something happen?"

Noah, who was wearing sportswear, noticed that the two people behind him had not shown up for a long time and came over on his own initiative.

"No, it's nothing. Yuuka just has a question she wants to ask me, it's no big deal." Pingxin tried to make a big deal out of a small matter.

"But I came here because I was worried about your safety. It's too dangerous to write while running. Even if you are in good health, you can't do such a thing!"

Noah could see the heat coming out of Yuka's forehead due to the increased speed, as well as the sweat naturally flowing down her skin. After all, it was winter so he could see it more clearly than in summer.

"Hehe, Yuuka really does take the president seriously, right~?"

"Wait... I didn't! It's just that according to the division of labor, President Liyin is first, then Noah, President Hirashin, and finally me - if anything happens to President Hirashin, I'll have to take care of him. If something happens to the students in both groups, there will be no one to seek help!"

In December, the weather really starts to turn from cool to cold, so every year the school holds winter long-distance running at this time to train students' bodies and temper their will.

The number of teachers is limited, and the number of teachers who can run a full marathon is even more limited. Therefore, the four main officers of the Student Union need to serve as four nodes to connect the entire team.

As the (actually active) president, Chozuki Rion naturally took the lead. Namishio Noa, who also worked out regularly, was second. Hira Nobuyuki took the most responsibility, providing support and coordination, so he was in the middle back, with the thickest thighs (crossed out)... And Hayase Yuuka, the least athletic of the four, was at the back, responsible for providing backup and overseeing the fight, ensuring no one escaped.