The social phobia substitute will not dream of the band girl

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"Teacher, why do you like anime where giant robots fight each other?"

"Stupid, of course it's because he's handsome! Right, teacher?"

The chattering little girls in the classroom all quieted down and looked at the man they called teacher, their eyes filled with unconcealable curiosity.

"Besides the fact that the robots are cool, the main reason is that the ideas expressed in the work, like the world itself, are not black and white..."

Disgusted with war and yearning for peace, we hope to solve problems through communication, but communication can never truly solve problems, and in the end we are still caught in a chain of war and hatred.

So you think we should have a dialogue?

Dialogue is essential; abandoning communication truly means there's no future. However, kindness without power is merely cowardice, and in war, it can become a "flaw" that harms both ourselves and others. Xia Tai has shown extreme disregard for the lives of Earth's civilians, but reform has never been driven solely by moderates and appeasers.

I don't mean to excuse him, and I hate sacrificing some people for progress. But it's undeniable that human history is a history of oppression, and any development has always been based on sacrifice and change.

Even if the oppressed are unaware, they are still being sacrificed, just like ordinary people under feudalism and capitalism. Who among the upper-class vested interests would care about the insignificant numbers on the report, those insignificant individuals without any power, wealth, or strength?

"So, will you start a war? Your power is enough to destroy all order, and then build your kingdom on the ruins."

This isn't my wish either. As someone who can't even figure out my own issues, I don't have the confidence to make things right. Furthermore, if I were to "make choices for others," I'd be no different from the oppressors I once were, wouldn't I?

Who do you want to be?

I am who I am and cannot be anyone else.

Where do you think the future of humanity lies?

I believe in human possibilities, but I believe even more in human nature. Even in this so-called peaceful time, wars are happening both in places we can see and in places we can't see.

Even without war, oppression persists. War is only the most superficial manifestation of this phenomenon. One person alone cannot achieve this. Even if one person succeeds, the prosperity built by one person is like a castle in the air, shattered at the slightest touch. Simply put, a system built by one person will inevitably perish because of that one person.

Ultimately, the future of mankind depends on the choices made by mankind itself. First, we must have the corresponding awareness and then fully communicate to reach an answer.

How should we communicate?

If one wants to have a dialogue, one must first rely on strength to gain the right to speak and become an "equal" existence. However, if one does that, humans will be wary of each other and will not be able to fully communicate. This can be said to be a vicious cycle and a manifestation of human inferiority.

When the power that once united the tribe to fight against wild beasts and natural disasters acts internally, humans will become "powerful" beyond imagination. Only when they kill each other can humans fully exert their wisdom and strength.

Competition can bring progress, but in this world where nothing is pure, even the meaning of competition and progress itself is blurred. Black and white, right and wrong can be reversed, and even gender can be modified at will. It is ridiculous.

I have hope for humanity's potential, but that doesn't prevent me from being a pessimist. Right now, I won't do anything, because this is humanity's own choice. Whether we prosper or perish, it will ultimately be humanity's own doing; no one else can be blamed.

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Even with all my power, I'm only human, not a god. If someone asks for help, I can certainly be a hero, but if everyone's okay with it, then I'm fine with that. But ruling the world is incredibly troublesome, and while I'm okay with most people, the few who remain are truly disgusting. You don't want to know what those so-called "top dogs" have done.

There are no miracles or magic in the real world. If it were in the real world, QB would have been completely plucked out. If it was just that level of evil, even the back of a human's foot wouldn't be visible...

Chapter 31: The Galaxy Battleship is Roaring

Perhaps because she was injected with a lot of ripples yesterday, Higuchi Enka felt refreshed and comfortable today. She only slept for more than 4 hours, but she felt more comfortable than sleeping for 8 or 12 hours normally.

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By the end of December, winter had fully arrived, and the weather was chilly, yet the hotel was remarkably warm and comfortable. Even if Enka sat up straight, she wouldn't feel the cold, but suddenly leaving her warm bed still made her feel strangely lonely. However, today, the usually alert man didn't immediately open his eyes to comfort her.

After charging her phone on the bedside table and washing up, Higuchi Enka slipped back into bed, only this time she wasn't naked but instead wore a white shirt. Because someone had been so excited the previous night, her dress, which was actually quite nice, had become deformed in several places, so Enka had taken his clothes as a small revenge.

Well, that's all, no other reason.

Wearing a loose white shirt, Enka crawled back into the warm nest, and her palm moved from the bottom to the top, pausing for a moment at the lower abdomen and finally stopping at the heart.

Speaking of which, it seems like my figure has been getting better recently. Is it because I'm still growing, or is it...

Good and bad are mostly vague concepts that can vary greatly depending on what you are comparing them to.

If compared with Koito, who has a junior high school body, Enka can also be considered to have big breasts and a big body. However, even though her bust gradually surpassed Asakura Toru, it was still not enough. Even within the group, she could not challenge Hina, the youngest but best-bodied person.

Tsk, I really don't know why men are so obsessed with this useless fat...

Suddenly feeling a pang of irritation, Enka quietly used two blows on Hirayoshi. Unlike when he was awake, his body, so solid that even a sharp knife couldn't hurt him without softening, was certainly not something Enka could injure. In the end, nothing was left except a few glistening drops of water.

The more she thought about it, the angrier she got, even reminiscing about the time they'd lived in the island villa. Ichikawa Hina's overly mature, translucent gauze pajamas, the surprised crowd, and Hiranobu, who'd peeked at her from the corner of his eye for a long time before quietly leaving. These two people, like destined enemies, always irritated her.

If she had to choose an equal opponent, Higuchi Maruka would only choose Asakura Toru, even if she had a high probability, or even a certainty, of losing. Sharing with Toru would be fine, but sharing with others was something Maruka had been enduring.

She poked her head out from under the quilt and pinched Ping Xin's nose with her delicate white hands, causing him to "suffocate to death."

But before the evil girl's game of playing house officially began, Ping Xin's expression became sad, and two lines of tears flowed from her closed eyes, as if she was disappointed with her behavior. She was so scared that she quickly let go of her hand and hid in the quilt, even forgetting that she was still wearing Ping Xin's white shirt.

Wake up?

No, not really. Whether he was asleep or the tears streaming down his face, was he dreaming? What kind of dream could have caused him to lose control of his emotions? Something from a past life?

As one of the "insiders," Enka didn't think too much about it, but she suddenly felt an urge to take care of him, and...

A feeling of being watched?

I suddenly turned my head to look towards the floor-to-ceiling window. In addition to the low building outside the glass, there was also a white snake inside the glass that appeared in the room at some point?

According to Ping Xin, his current stand is called White Snake, and it is a boss character that is expected to appear in the sequel of that stage play. It is really a bad taste to create something based on his own abilities.

Considering them as one of her own, though she didn't know why her previously hidden Stand suddenly appeared, Enka didn't take it too seriously, as she could sense that White Snake's gaze was also focused on Hirayobu. Although it wasn't obvious from his appearance, she could just chalk it up to a woman's intuition.

While keeping an eye on the Stand, the White Snake, Enka wiped away Hirayobu's tears with her fingers. After the Stand, whose "very distinctive" form hadn't moved for a long time, Enka felt a little relieved and lay on Hirayobu's chest.

There's still some time before school starts, I hope he can wake up before then. Speaking of which, his Shengxiang Middle School should have an exam today...

Fortunately, this didn't last long. Under Enka's close care, Ping Xin's eyelids soon began to tremble slightly, a natural physiological reaction when a person is about to wake up. When she turned around to look, the thing that looked like a white snake had disappeared, leaving no trace.

But Enka didn't care. After all, Pingxin didn't tell her the difference between his stand and traditional stands, so she just thought that he came out to protect his master automatically.

"Did you have a nightmare?"

"Enka?... No, it wasn't a nightmare. Judging from the content alone, it should have been a sweet dream."

A beautiful dream that does not belong to me.

Enka nodded and didn't take it too seriously. If Ping Xin didn't tell her, it would usually be useless to tell her and might even have a counterproductive effect. At this time, all she could do was do what she should do and try her best to share his worries without making him worry.

The contrast between Hirayoshi's pale complexion upon waking up and Enka's rosy and energetic face made them look like a pitiful male victim being raped and a well-fed female succubus.

While Pingxin was still not fully awake, Enka reacted and took off her boyfriend's shirt, then pulled him into the bathroom to take a shower. After the hot shower, his complexion looked much better.

Even though the memory of last night's "beautiful dream" still lingered in my mind, at least my mental state was much better. As for the conversation, what was that?

After drying her hair, Heishin took Enka back home, picking up some breakfast and other groceries along the way. Eating breakfast at this hour might be a bit late than usual, but considering everyone likes to stay in during the winter, it made sense.

The three days of examinations on the 26th, 27th and 28th passed quickly, and on the 29th, the students of Shengxiang Middle School were able to see their transcripts for this semester. The efficiency was very high.

No. 29 Ping Xin was also busy, and started the final training with the five members of Roselia to prepare for the Future World Fes qualifying competition tomorrow, December 12th.

This is Roselia's revenge battle, and even Phoenix, who rarely appears in public, has agreed to serve as a judge to build momentum for them, so we can't be careless.

Ping Xin is very relieved that Group R, now a perfect galactic battleship in both strength and mentality, is now. He is more concerned about RAISE A SUILEN, the second galactic battleship next door, who are strong but very young as a band. After all, how many galactic battleships won't show off their skills at the end?

The engine roaring?

Just a big firecracker!

Chapter 4000: Hiroi Family ()

On the 30th, Ping Xin was not idle at all, except for witnessing Roselia complete the milestone achievement of their band career at Future World Fes. He even went to other places for a trip.

"Kiri, have you been drinking more recently?" Ping Xin suddenly asked after returning home.

"Ah, this..."

"How about going for a drive outside to sober up?"

End of December? Going for a drive? I'm afraid I'll freeze into a popsicle. Is this really not a punishment?

Knowing she was in the wrong and feeling down lately, Hiroi Kikuri decided to go out for a walk. She got on a black car, and the two of them sped away at a speed that would have cleared her stomach, all the way to her hometown near Tokyo...

Hey, my home?

After getting off the bus, Kikuri vomited violently in the bushes by the roadside, and then she suddenly remembered why she felt familiar when she got off the bus just now. It was not because her brain was shaken into a paste, but because she had lived here before.

It's just that Chrysanthemum had no intention of going home this year because she could have been an unknown parasite in Pingxin's house, but why now...?

"Let's go, your parents are waiting for you."

After patting Kikuri's shoulder to help her get rid of the alcohol and refresh herself, Hirayukoshi opened the door and walked in without hesitation. After a brief hesitation, Kikuri followed, though her steps were a little slow.

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Hiroi Kikuri's background was not good but not that bad either. Her ancestors were farmers who came from more remote places to make a living and finally settled here.

Her parents were once ordinary office workers who dreamed of living in Tokyo. Tired of the oppressive city life, they separated from Kikuri, who was away at university, and returned to their hometown with their money to start a small business. While they may not be fabulously wealthy now, they have enough to eat and wear, and, barring any unexpected events, they can expect to live a stable life until their death.

Like most people with social anxiety, Hiroi Kikuri has been good at observing people's words and expressions since she was a child. Her parents are busy every day and have no time to care and love her. This has led to her becoming introverted and shy due to lack of love. Because she is a country person in her mentality, she has divided the world into separate parts and has few friends.

In short, Hiroi Kikuri grew up without any opinions of her own. Her academic performance was not ideal, but fortunately, her parents did not have any expectations of her. Even she herself did not know what to do, and just went with the flow and muddled through the first half of her life...

It was only when she discovered music and idolized her band-playing senior, Ijichi Hoshika, that her previously uneventful life began to unfold. From her first band, her first performance, to her later collaboration with Shimizu Elisa, invited by Iwashita Shima, to form SICK HACK, it was a truly eventful life for her.

Even if she was like a pig blown into the sky by a typhoon, the moment the wind stopped would be the end of her, and Hiroi Kikuri was happy with it.

She is just getting by in life not because of rock, but because no one really cares about her, or she can't find a place where she can completely sustenance her soul——

From her bandmates Shima Iwashita and Elisa Shimizu, to the owner of livehouse FOLT, Gin, and her idol, Yuyuko Otsuki, the owner of the izakaya, at first glance, she seems to know quite a few people, but her world is only so big.

She can occasionally get drunk and let others take care of her, and cause trouble for others, but she can't cause trouble for others at will. Partners, friends, juniors, acquaintances and fans are all fundamentally different from family.

Besides drinking outside and performing drunkenly, he would drink in his dilapidated rental house where someone had died, and spend his days reading and writing about "The Happiness Cycle". Kikuri's parents had no objection to this, after all, they rarely communicated with each other, just like before.

No time, no energy, no heart. Whatever the reason, their absence during Juli's growth had a profound impact on her, a negative one. To the point where she no longer cared about her own life, her savings, or her standard of living. She just wanted to live a life like fireworks.

【Anyway, I just can’t do it】

No one cares about me, and no one has expectations of me.

[I really want to, but I don’t want to cause trouble to others]

[I’m tired of thinking and I’m so hungry, I’ll drink some wine]

[When will this kind of life end...]

No one could fill the emptiness in her heart, because home was not her spiritual harbor. Her residence in Tokyo was a shabby and cramped hut, and her hometown after leaving home was just a temporary residence she would visit during the Lunar New Year.

Isn't the Chinese New Year coming soon?

"Kikuri..."

In a trance, Hiroi Kikuri seemed to hear the voice of her mother from her hometown...

"Kiuri...Kiuri!"

"exist!"

Hearing her mother's angry voice, Kikuri subconsciously stood at attention. She had been scolded so many times when she was a child that her body had formed a conditioned reflex.

It turns out it wasn't an auditory hallucination, it was really someone calling me. Speaking of which, Ping Xin brought me home, but how on earth did he know where my hometown is? I clearly never told him...

However, this doubt only flashed by. After all, even without thinking about it, she knew that this kind of thing was completely easy for that man.

"Jiuri! It's rare for you to come home and you just stand there like an idiot, not even saying hello to Nobu-kun. Look how hard it is for him to come all this way, and you, a girl, don't even know how to serve him. Do you still want him to take care of you after you get married?"

Ah, this...

I can only say that the feeling is there the moment it opens. While I miss it a little bit when I hear it once a year, it gets tiresome if I hear it every day. When Hiroi Kikuri decided to go to university, she didn't just want to form a band with Ijichi Hoshika, but she also had the idea of ​​escaping home.

"Aunt, calm down. Kikuri might be a little confused too. After all, I didn't tell her about this before bringing her here because I wanted to give her a surprise. Also, it's a rare opportunity for us to go out, so we drove a little fast. Maybe she's a little carsick."

Hirayuko's words successfully helped Kikurimeng get by, but that didn't stop Guangjing's mother from being disappointed with her. If such a handsome and kind son-in-law ran away, where would she find another one? As a traditional Asian, she has a strong sense of continuing the family line. Simply put, she really wants to have grandchildren. She really wants to!

If she missed this opportunity, she didn't know when she would have to wait. Her daughter, who hadn't had a boyfriend for so many years, was suddenly getting married. Guangjing's mother felt that this was her only chance in her life (to hold her grandson).

The more she looks at her son-in-law, the more she likes him, but the more she looks at her daughter, the less she lives up to her standards. So Kikuri is sent to the kitchen to show her abilities, but what else can she do besides simple side dishes?

In the end, it was Ping Xin who took the initiative to help——

"I didn't realize that a man like you, Nobu-kun, could cook so well. It's true that people in Tokyo are different."

"Haha, uncle and aunt, thank you for your praise. These are just some trivial tips. If you're interested, I can write down the recipe for you later."