I uninstalled Huangmao System

The golden sunlight shines from behind, and the documents on the table are very dazzling. The black words seem to be dyed with a layer of transparent paint, making it difficult to distinguish.

I looked up at the clock on the wall.

Well, it turned out that it was already time to leave school, and the school announcement should have started ringing, but I accidentally fell into a trance.

I looked at the scattered documents on the table, and it seemed that I still couldn't finish them today. Sure enough, it would be a bit difficult for a single student.

As for Yamada-san... Well, he has done an excellent job as an accountant. No matter what, I can't burden him with other duties.

Let’s take some of it home and do it, I thought.

Go to the sink in the corridor, clean the teapot and teacups, put them back in the cabinet, check the locks of the doors and windows, hang the key to the student union room back to the staff room, and bow to the teacher on duty to say goodbye.

I, Hoshino Mori Hoshino, have ended my school life today.

Standing at the school gate, I turned around and glanced at the teaching building behind me. There were no students on the campus at this time, but the lingering sound of the guitar practicing by the Qingyin Club seemed to remain in the sky. I closed my eyes and listened carefully for a while.

Sure enough, it was inaudible.

Speaking of which, I always seem to be the last student to leave school, and of course I have no complaints about that.

On the contrary, under this silent twilight, the school was as peaceful as a dry city, and there was a sense of security inside and outside that fascinated me.

This does not mean that I am a solitary person. I do not hate interpersonal communication. I get along very well with my classmates. I occasionally meet up with friends from my former club on weekends.

But this is not to say that I have a cheerful personality. If I were asked to label myself, the first thing I would choose would not be cheerful or optimistic. I always feel that it describes a nervous person.

I would rather be a person with a delicate heart, but this is still a bit difficult for me. At least when I faced Yomiya-san and Jinguji-san, I failed to treat them carefully.

Why?

I so strongly hope that they can sing about their youth.

I was confused by this feeling that came from nowhere.

As a high school student and the president of the school’s student union, I think I have shown my best side.

Although there were times when I felt tired, and occasionally I wanted to rely on someone, unexpectedly, I seemed to be stronger than I thought.

I thought I had a good memory.

But I can’t remember if I was so strong before.

Or should I say, I have actually relied on someone.

I don't know if this is my illusion. I always feel that there is an invisible gap between myself and the former Hoshino Mori Hoshino.

This doesn’t mean that my preferences have changed or my personality has changed. I still like to eat the honey and meat floss bread in front of the station, and I still hate boys who behave frivolously.

I am still Hoshino Mori Hoshino.

But just like what I said to Jinguji-san, there must be something missing in me.

And I also realized that I may not be able to detect what I am missing for the rest of my life.

When I thought of this, I couldn't let it go. I was so sad that I couldn't help but shed tears.

……

……

"I am back."

No one at home responded to me. My father was busy with the company's business and rarely came home. My mother just sent me a text message asking me to fix dinner by myself.

Today, I am alone at home.

This is impossible.

I feel somewhat guilty towards my parents. I feel sorry from the bottom of my heart for not being the daughter they expected.

I seem to have been born into a relatively well-off family. I live in a high-end apartment in Roppongi 3-chome, only a [-]-minute walk from Roppongi Station.

I go back and forth to and from school every day at Roppongi Station and Nakameguro Station. I never take a detour after leaving school. I go home as soon as possible, and then go to receive various tutoring services with my mother. This is my whole daily life.

I have received a lot of so-called elite education since I was a child, including art, dance, piano, and foreign languages. When other children were playing with swings and sand, I was always dealing with these things.

At first, I tried to resist, but I was too young at that time and I can’t remember exactly what I did.

Only my mother's words left a deep impression on me and are unforgettable. I often wake up from nightmares at night because of those words.

[If you cannot become the best socialite, you will no longer be the daughter of the Hoshino Mori family. 】

Ah...that's how it is.

It was because I wanted to continue to be their daughter that I couldn't swing or play in the sand.

Then there's no way.

Family is always more important than the swing or the sand.

I worked hard to practice painting, I worked hard to practice dancing, I worked hard to practice piano, I worked hard to practice everything they expected to see in me.

Fortunately, I am an easy-to-accept person and don’t particularly dislike anything. As time goes by and we get along with each other for a long time, I will naturally like these things.

Because my heart is an empty shell, I can absorb it very quickly. This may be my advantage.

But even if I am like this, I can accept all the burning love from my parents, but there seems to be one thing that I cannot accept.

According to my mother, I betrayed her and the Hoshino Mori family.

When I was 15, I had a fiancé.

If everything goes well, if I am Hoshino Mori Hoshino who only accepts others, I will probably become that person's wife after I graduate from college.

The other person was a young man about the same age as me. I had only met him once, and I didn’t even know how to write his name in Chinese characters.

Perhaps it was at that time that I awakened a certain feeling that I had not awakened until now.

I long for freedom and courage.

But "desire" alone cannot break the cage.

Even if you wake up, it doesn't mean you can do anything.

I'm like a canary in a cage, and it's not that my caregivers don't love me, it's just that I can't speak out and say "no" to their love.

Until this summer.

I have definitely gained, grown, and my empty heart has been filled.

Courage, awareness, dreams... love.

Could these be my delusions?

I do not know.

17-year-old Hoshino Mori Hoshino has taken the most crucial step in her life.

I broke Hoshino Mori Hoshina's daily routine up to now.

He ran to the young man's home alone, explained his feelings to his parents, and finally bowed deeply to them.

What I didn't expect was that the young man who almost became my future husband already had a sweetheart, but he didn't dare to disobey my parents like me. When he heard what I said, he stood on the same front as me.

I am very grateful that he came forward at that time, and I also wish him to gain true love.

But this incident caused an irreparable rift in the relationship between my parents.

For the first time, I realized that my mother could be so hysterical just because the other person was the son of a congressman.

I just don’t know what my 17-year-old mother would have said if she had been asked whether true love was more attractive than a congressman.

But I don't regret it. I'm glad that I mustered up the courage to say no to my parents' love for the first time, cut through the rusty bolts with my wings, and flew into the sky.

I thought I had a good memory.

But where this courage came from, I can't remember at all.

All I know is that the moment I broke free, the delicious taste of freedom made me so intoxicated that I couldn't stop.

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……

I found some ingredients in the refrigerator and made myself a very simple but delicious meal. All the dishes I mastered were taught to me by my mother herself.

In my memory, she has always been a very gentle mother.

I'm so sorry, Mom.

Back in the bedroom, I started to process the student union documents without changing out of my uniform, so that I could stay in school.

The number of documents I brought home was not many, and I kept sorting them out until eight o'clock in the evening. I finally finished this part. I stretched and rolled on the bed for a while. I lay in the same position for more than ten minutes before getting ready. Take a shower and sleep.

I don’t know when there was a hole in the back of my pajamas. Because there are no wounds on my back, it may have been accidentally scratched somewhere while drying or storing.

I remembered there were new, unopened pajamas in the closet, so I poked my head into the closet.

Then, in the corner of the closet, I found a small box.

When opened, it is a diary.

Although I have the habit of writing a diary, the diary in front of me is very unfamiliar to me.

So, I turned to the first page.

【August x】

[Today is the one-month anniversary of my official relationship with him. 】

...

……

I thought I had a good memory.