So Ordinary I Want to Be Recognized

That's a matter of attitude.

Mizutaka can have no talent, but he must not lose the attitude of hard work.

This is something that must be firmly grasped in the hand and must not be thrown away.

It is the last straw for the ordinary self.

Chapter 3 Her Name

When the hand pointed to 9 o'clock, the alarm clock immediately performed its task faithfully.

The confused Yonejin Zhuo followed the sound to find the direction, pressed the alarm clock, barely propped himself up, and rubbed his eyes.

The quality of sleep yesterday was a little bit bad.The lovely short-haired girl he met last night kept appearing in his intermittent dreams, sometimes peacefully and indifferently, and sometimes smiling like a flower.

This is not a surprising thing, if you are excited, maybe it is a little bit.

Thinking about her every day and dreaming at night, she has been thinking about her name all the time. She is the last person except Sister Bee who has seen her face clearly before going to bed. Dreaming is a normal thing.

However, Mizutaku was a little surprised. After all, since junior high school, he has rarely had such a dream that the protagonist has only one girl.

But in the dream of returning to the dream, Mijin Zhuo also knew that it was almost impossible for her to have an intersection with her own life.

After all, he is such an ordinary guy.It's not the superficial "ordinary" like the protagonist of the anime, but the real ordinary that will never be noticed again when thrown into the crowd.

But even so, I still want to know her name...

Well, before you go to work, try to figure it all out!

After taking a shower and eating breakfast, Mizutaku began to think.

First, find some clues from your own memory, such as recalling your classmates in high school.

Hmm...it doesn't seem like it.

Reluctantly matched the names and looks of the girls in the class in my mind, but couldn't find them.Speaking of which, the spring break has only been for 20 days, and I have almost forgotten all about my classmates. It is time to reflect.

Well, try to think back to a scene where you've seen her.

This time it was a quick impression.The first time I saw it seemed to be... the first day of high school.

Strangely, he was walking to the school gate while chatting among a group of girls, but Yonejin Zhuo noticed the girl who seemed to be very inconspicuous at a glance.

If it were just that, it was impossible for this scene to survive in his memory.But what made Mijin Taku extremely embarrassed at that time was that the girl who was being watched was stunned for a moment, then turned her head slightly, and her eyes met him.

To be honest, there is a sense of shame.However, she didn't show a look of disgust, she smiled at herself naturally, a slightly gentle smile with slightly narrowed eyes.After expressing this attitude that seemed to be "hello", she turned her head back and continued to join the chat with the female classmates.

Speaking of chatting, she was actually listening most of the time, and no one was talking to her.The back figure that seemed to be participating in the noise, but was actually a little lonely, immediately made Mizutaku feel the same way.

Because he... is like that too.

But he was different from that girl.Although inconspicuous, the girl still has some friends, and occasionally she can be seen walking with female classmates.She looks cute and polite, a pretty standard girl next door.

She is closer to a "normal person" than her withdrawn fellow, and the two cannot be placed in the same category.

After that, I met her a few times by chance, and they all passed by in the corridor after class.These few times, I have clearly heard her classmates call her name, it's called...

Yes, what is it called?That's it, can't remember anyway.

That kind of anxiety that was about to come out but ended up getting nothing made Mizutaku a little restless.

Why don't you... ask yourself some teachers who teach more classes?

The sudden thought startled Mizutaku himself.

His grades are not very good. He usually avoids teachers when he sees them. Except when he is called to answer questions in class, he doesn't say a few words.

Why...have such a thought?

However, if you don't ask the teacher, it seems that all this is really unclear.

Mizutaku was a little trembling, but he still picked up the phone involuntarily.

When the first class of the school started, the teachers always left their phone numbers on the blackboard and wrote them down.Therefore, the address book contains the names of teachers.

After swallowing the last mouthful of breakfast, Yonezu Taku took a deep breath and called Yamazaki, the math teacher.

He has relatively best grades in math, starting with less awkward conversations.

"Hello, Yamazaki-sensei, I'm Takuya Yonezu from the high school (C) class you taught before. I'd take the liberty to interrupt. I have something to ask you this time..."

Unexpectedly, it really developed into a phone call to the teacher.

......

"Ah, it's like this, don't you have an impression? Okay, thank you, teacher." After hanging up the call from Miyamoto, the Japanese history teacher, Yonejin Zhuo lowered his head a little dejectedly and scratched his head.

The teachers don't seem to know that there is such a person.Although some teachers with better memory have listed the names of the short-haired girls in the classes they taught, Yonejin Zhuo tried to compare them one by one, and finally found that they did not match the numbers.

Although I know that there is a high probability that this method of finding a needle in a haystack will lead to nothing, I will still be a little disappointed when I really get nothing in the end.

It turns out that I can't even do something as simple as finding someone...

He looked up at the clock, it was eleven o'clock.

I'm going to help Sister Bee's shop at noon, and it's almost time to leave.

Well, let's make one last call.