Chapter 186: Gradually Adapting (Update )
A sunny day in September.

sunny.

Hot weather.

On the first day of school, the students of the central university have not yet adjusted from the excitement of the summer vacation. Everyone sits in the classroom impatiently, discussing what they saw, enjoyed and heard during the summer vacation during breaks.

Before Zhuo realized it, "Nobita's Dinosaur" was released in the summer movie theaters. Reporters had predicted that the popular "Doraemon" would definitely surpass "Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows 5". Because the robot cat is loved by everyone, its popularity even surpassed "Garfield". In the past, Garfield was performed by real people and computer-generated cats, which attracted countless viewers. I believe that this time, "Doraemon" will also create a box office miracle.

However, the reporter's prediction was broken by the premiere. Although the media previously reported that the film was an animated film, many viewers, especially adult fans of "Doraemon", did not expect that the film was a true two-dimensional cartoon. So at the premiere, there was a lot of sighs and exclamations in the cinema. Although the plot of "Nobita's Dinosaur" is tortuous and interesting, adult fans who paid to watch the movie felt that they were losing out: if they watched the animation channel at home, the whole morning would be free.

"Why don't you use Momotaro rice balls to tame a Tyrannosaurus Rex and bring it back? Saying that you can't keep pets at home is irresponsible."

"How is that possible? Do you want to cause social chaos?"

"You can use the shrinking light—"

As a work full of fantasy elements, "Nobita's Dinosaur" has indeed aroused the dinosaur dreams of many people. Although adults may feel that they have lost out, students are still discussing it with great interest.

Utsunomiya Shuo was lying on the desk. The seat on his left was still empty, and he could hear the sound of heated discussions.

Although one person is missing, everything is still developing in an orderly manner.

The September wind blew gently, bringing a bit of dull air into the noisy classroom, lifting the floral curtains, rolling up the light pages of the book, rustling...

The sky is as blue as the sea, unpredictable.

The clouds are white like clouds, relaxing and leisurely.

"Are you stupid from sleeping? Clouds are just clouds."

Half asleep and half awake, Zhuo felt as if someone tapped him on the head with a pen.

This monologue that naturally connected to his inner monologue was also very familiar. After not seeing it for a long time, his heart still skipped a beat when he heard it again.

"Sleepy." Utsunomiya Shuo lay on the table and looked up at the wind blowing in from the window.

The fine beads of sweat on the forehead were blown away.

A refreshing feeling.

Then he regained consciousness and saw the person in front of him clearly.

"What's that expression? Is it necessary to be so disappointed to see me?" Tomokazu Kanda stood in front of the table, spinning a pen.

He was holding a form in his hand... This guy always had all kinds of forms in his hand, "Volunteer Survey Form", "Summer Activity Form", etc... Utsunomiya Shuo's eyes swept across the stack of papers, blinked, and looked at the blue sky outside the window, "What do you want to talk to me about?"

"Something happened." Kanda said.

"What are you doing?" asked Utsunomiya Shuo.

“Debut.” Kanda replied.

"..." Zhuo was silent for a moment, confirming that he had heard correctly, and then said expressionlessly: "Congratulations."

"I'm talking about you," Kanda Tomokazu explained, "I recommended you for the stage show at the Cultural Festival (school festival)."

"You want to be an idol?" Zhuo said, "I won't agree to that."

"You can become an idol in the future. Just take it step by step. It's all the same." Kanda tried to persuade.

"Different."

"What's the difference?"

"do not know."

"..."

Kanda was speechless when he saw Utsunomiya Shuo lying on the table listlessly. He then turned his head to the center of the classroom and shook his head at Kiritani Jin who was there.

The invitation to the stage show was decided after he and Kiritani Ren discussed it. Zhuo was in a bad state recently. Although the school had just started, as a friend who had known each other for a long time, he could tell at once. ... He had dark circles under his eyes since yesterday, and he fell asleep without saying anything when he arrived in the classroom. He also had fried noodles and bread bought from a convenience store at some point during lunch time. Except for going to the toilet, he kept his face on the table all day... Although Zhuo had been living in this lazy way before, at least he knew how to rush to the classroom to eat for the first time.

What now.

Like a dead person still breathing.

Tomokazu Kanda thought about it, pulled the chair on the podium over, and sat down.

"I say, is this all right?"

Kanda was sitting opposite Zhuo and spoke as if he suddenly remembered something.

"How is that?"

Zhuo buried his face in his arms and spoke in a muffled voice.

"That person, is he going to stay like this?" Kanda said, glancing at the seat next to him. "I don't know what happened, but I think that person definitely won't hate you, and you won't do anything excessive to make him angry, right?"

"……so what."

Zhuo knew that Kanda meant well, so he wouldn't say anything hurtful like "it's so noisy".

As for why Ling suddenly disappeared, he almost figured it out - keep your distance. Just like what Zhuo had said to Ling when they first met, keep your distance.

Seeing that he didn't refute, Kanda continued: "The only way for you now is to become better."

"Hmm~"

Zhuo makes a nasal sound with unknown meaning.

"Let's start with the stage play and become cheerful."

"I don't want to. It's too much trouble and there's nothing to see."

Although I know Kanda has good intentions... but after all, he still wants him to participate in a stage play. It's better to just kill him.

Zhuo finally refused.

...

...

Although there was one person missing in his life, Zhuo's life did not change much.

He still listened to the class seriously when he was half asleep and half awake, went to the restaurant with Ren to eat, and went home directly after school because he did not join any clubs. Because there was no one at home to cook, on the way home, he would go back to the convenience store he had not been to for a long time and buy a fast food bento.

Let me talk about some small changes.

That is, compared to the past, now during breaks at school, Kiritani Jin and Kanda Tomokazu would always find ways to talk to him.

Although he knew in his heart that these two guys were meddling in his affairs, Zhuo accepted this fact.

After a week of classes as a sophomore, I began to get familiar with the rhythm of this "new life" and the anxiety I had started to disappear.

Then, it was as if it was calculated correctly.

Just as he was slowly accepting that his life would continue like this, Tian Zhuo returned home and was about to open the door with the key under the cactus...

…The door was opened from the inside.

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　　It’s so uncomfortable to write about this transition to low pressure, let’s go in quickly.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)