So Ordinary I Want to Be Recognized

So ordinary I also want to be recognized Author: At this moment Guanghua

【brief introduction】

I was born an ordinary guy.

There are no popular qualities, no amazing talents.

It is a character with a veritable "passer-by" attribute.

However, even if I am like this, I will long for someone who can recognize me.

Even just to recognize...my efforts.

Chapter 1 I don't have talent

What does it feel like to not be expected from birth?

Mizutaku couldn't say for himself.It seems to be the kind of feeling of suffocation that is a little angry but powerless.

Since middle school, the grades that were acceptable have turned into average and slightly lower, so that the aunt who adopted him occasionally showed that kind of helpless but kind smile.

"As long as you grow up safely, you will be lucky. If my brother can see it, he will be very relieved." Yonejin Zhuo heard her whisper like this more than once.

So, Yonezu Hanako, who has been secretly admiring her brother, raised him alone and painstakingly.

"Generally, what kind of name is needed for what is missing. If you look at it this way, it is really effective." Occasionally, when school is over, I also hear the parents of my classmates talking quietly like this.

He really lacks great talent.

The grades have always been at a passable but not outstanding level, which does not attract the attention of teachers, and it is estimated that in the future, he will not be admitted to any famous university.

Literary talent... but there are online novels serialized in a certain library. As of today, I have written four volumes, more than 40 words, and [-] collections.This achievement made him refuse to contribute to a certain editorial agency.

Musical talent... Only knows the staff, and can't learn all the musical instruments. It's really embarrassing for his surname.

As for talent elsewhere... In Japan, what other fields of talent get attention outside of academia, literature, and music?

Entering the Harmonic Realm?Sounds like a good struggle.But unfortunately, Mizutaku has a face that is not funny.Laughing can give people a serious feeling, so he didn't have a big smile a long time ago.

Business acumen?Ugh.

Therefore, Mizutaku always feels that his life is like a predetermined straight line that has been arranged, without bifurcations, and will never go back and start from scratch.

Having maintained this low state of mind, he started looking for part-time jobs in the society at an early age, and worked hard to expand his social circle, so that he could go to an ordinary university in the future and see if he could become a salesperson after graduation. A profession that deals more with people, eats and eats, and then spends the rest of his life quietly.

It's just that God closed the door for you, and you have to seal the windows without worry, and even block the sewers and exhaust vents.

The ability to communicate with people... Yonezin Taku has neither.

Although his emotional intelligence is not bad, he can barely guess other people's thoughts, but he racked his brains but couldn't say anything beautiful.The kind of blunt words that eventually came out would only be embarrassing for both parties.

Even... a lot of times, he would forget the name of the person he met just a few days ago.

Just like the situation he is in now, he clearly knows that the girl in front of him is a student of the same school, and he is sure that he can remember the name of this beautiful classmate, but he can't remember anything until now.

He really wanted to call out his name to get closer, but unfortunately, he couldn't remember it.She could only scan the barcode silently with a low mood, and then tell her the price.

"This... miss, a total of 1560 yen, thanks for your patronage."

"Okay," replied a gentle voice, handing over the money in a hand with a string of beautiful beads.

After taking the money, he skillfully opened the cashier to give change. Yonezu Taku put the money on a recessed cardboard he had prepared, and pushed it over.

The cardboard is specially designed so that it is easy to grab the money inside elegantly.This is a rare invention that Mizutaku can be proud of.

"Thank you." The pretty girl with short hair thanked her softly before leaving the 24-hour convenience store.

Mizutaku breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the electronic clock that was already pointing to 22:00.

There is still an hour before the shift companion will come.Before that, he had to stand on the last shift.

He sat on the plastic bench, opened the author background of Dengeki Library, and refreshed the data of his works.

Collection 16.

There is one missing... It was only after a lot of publicity yesterday that it went up.It seems that you really don't like it and deleted it from the shelf?

When frustration becomes a lingering routine, the mood is actually not so easily affected.

Just... still a little unwilling.

You will suddenly hate the self who is not talented like this, the self who is not dazzling at all, and the self who is thrown into the crowd and will never be discovered again.But after venting, life has to go on and the world goes on as usual.

In an hour, a new chapter was completed and uploaded.

The protagonist in the book still has his own success, his own love, and the shining points that everyone gradually discovers as they get along with each other.

It's so enviable...

It's no wonder that this book did not fare well.What I write is a castle in the air that I have never experienced, and I can't even feel it myself, who would like it?

He, Mizutaku, has never been a winner in life.

He politely greeted the clerk who took over, changed his jacket from the convenience store, and started his journey home.

Just...before that.

He turned a corner and walked into the alley.

Soon, he stopped in front of a liquor store.

"Come here?" In front of the izakaya, a figure leaned against the door. Under the dim light of the lantern, she couldn't see her face clearly. She could only vaguely identify a woman with short hair and a somewhat neutral appearance.

She was wearing a men's kimono that looked like an ancient era, and was slowly sipping a glass of sake.