Komaeda Awakening Project Execution

... I am So Hinata, an ordinary person, a student who aspires to enter Hope's Peak Academy without hesitating to spend money to enter the preparatory course. I am an ordinary person, but I want to have talents. Maybe it's a mess to do so. I became Hope An experimental subject of Feng Academy's research talents.

I did it voluntarily, and my mother agreed, even though brain surgery is very risky, and there is only a thin line between death and death, but for me this is the only chance, and I can finally achieve my dream up.

Matsuda was in charge of performing the surgery. He is a medical student and has specialized research in neurology. It should be no problem to entrust it to him.

Matsuda told me that in order to avoid failure, he adopted the method of in-depth transformation bit by bit. The process would affect my daily life, such as: headache from time to time, gradual loss of emotion... In order to avoid mental breakdown caused by the pain of the operation, he would give me a prescription Medicine, he said that I'd better start writing a diary from now on, no matter how long ago or how trivial it is, I can read it in case of memory loss.

Although it is a diary, I feel that it is more like a memoir.

That is the proof that I, Hyuga Chuang, once existed, and that is my "suicide note" left in the world.

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at the age of six.

"Chuang, you have to study hard and get the best grades." Mom's gentle voice.

"Understood, I will work hard." I replied.

My mother looks forward to me sincerely, so I try my best to meet her expectations. I like the way my mother is happy.

"Mom, what is this?" My desk is full of all kinds of books.

"It's exercises and supplementary handouts. In order to get the best grades, this amount can be tolerated, right?" Mom looked at me eagerly.

"...Well, of course, I will work hard." Is it a bit too much...It will take a long time to read it.

My mother gave me a book, the latest work of "super high-level mystery novelist" ○○○.

"...Mystery novel?"

"The creative talent has not yet awakened, so I read more of these powerful works, maybe one of them will be a creative talent." In her hands are novels, comics, or photo albums of other talented people.

"...Well, I see, I'll finish it."

My mom was different from other moms, she always wanted me to get the best grades and study the work of great people.

"Tron, talent is a wonderful thing, as long as you have it, you can go anywhere."

"Cho, this is the drawing collection of "Super high school painter" ○○○, it's pretty, right?"

"Chuang, those powerful people are all cultivated by Hope Peak Academy. As long as they graduate, they will have the best achievements in the future."

"Chuang, I am your mother, and you are my child, so you will not disappoint your mother, right? Will you repay the favor your mother gave you?" There was madness in her eyes.

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ten years old.

"Tron, you have to become a "Super High School Senior"."

"Mom, why do you want me to have talents so much?" I have always wondered about these.

"Because talent is absolute, talent is different, so Chuang can have a bright future."

"You have to remember, Chuang, people without talent have no value at all, they are just dust that can be seen everywhere, and they will only be an eyesore if they are not needed. Ordinary people will only become supporting roles for others, just a pawn."

I work hard, always work hard.

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At the age of 14.

The schoolwork was barely able to catch up with the progress, and it became more and more difficult, and the ranking in the exam also dropped. My mother seemed not very happy. I studied hard all night and asked teachers and classmates everywhere.

Today, the school arranges a talent test, and I am exhausted from the many complicated tests, and the results of the test will be sent home.

Mom was looking forward to my talents, so she took me out for a walk and relaxed.

"Mom, can I buy a popsicle to eat?" I pointed to the stand selling popsicles.

"Of course you can, Gen."

I looked to the side, and there was a student about my age, but I didn't pay much attention.

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Do you always feel that calling mother is too childlike?Like acting like a baby, even though I would struggle with this problem, I would also be like a child, so I changed my address to mother.

The aptitude test results came in, and my mother was looking at the evaluations for each test.

"..."

“…………”

Mother's face was ugly. "…Mother?"

She just put the test results on the table, it should be said that she threw it vigorously on the table, and her mother lowered her head and rested her forehead with her hand.

What's wrong?Is it a bad result?

"..."

"...Ah, you are just a "trash". I wasted so much time and energy to cultivate an "ordinary person". I have never heard my mother's sullen voice, nor have I seen her disappointment. Extreme appearance.

It was the look of filth.

Since then, my mother has stopped paying attention to me, just like a stranger, so unfamiliar that I am at a loss.

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Being laughed at again, by other people.

"You have no talent at all, so who are you trying to show to?"

"Learn more from ○○, well, you can't learn it, right? A poor student is a poor student."

"I really doubt why you still have the face to stand here. You haven't made any contribution to society, and your mind is not smart. If I were you, I would just kill myself."

"Hinata, your grades have dropped again. I've told you so many times that your mother has given up on you. Do you want to drop out of school? You've lowered the average scores of other students. I and theirs Parents are very troubled."

"I heard that the fewer the wrinkles in the brain, the more valuable it is for research. People who are not smart or use their brains are like this. Is that Hinata like that?"

"Teacher, can I change a workbook? Hinata Chuang is so hard to correct. Every question is wrong and I have to write the correct answer for him. My hands will cramp."

"Huh? That Hinata is going to enter Hope's Peak Academy? It's fake? How is that possible? That guy is just trash, isn't he?"

"I heard that Hinata is going to the preparatory subjects of Hope's Peak Academy. It's really suitable for him if he can get in if he has money. After all, if he wants to pass the exam, he will definitely not pass it."

Noise, that's murmur.

It's okay, it's just talking nonsense, don't worry about it.

"Hey, that guy is crying. It was ○○ who moved his desk to the playground. I just threw his textbooks into the sink. What's the point of crying?"

"It's trying to gain sympathy. I must be trying to use this trick to seek help, but even the teacher has given up on him. Who would want to help?"

"It's a summer camp event, it must be fun, don't worry, even if I didn't send a notice to that guy, he won't participate, after all, he knows he's an eyesore."

"I don't know what career I'm going to do in the future. Why do I want to investigate the future? If I tell the teacher that I want to become a big shot, I will definitely not become a waste like Hinata, will I give it?"

I sit at the window of my classroom and I can jump out of this world if I want to.

I'm at a loss, I don't know what to do, obviously I haven't done anything, but they are all targeting me.

I gave up, I didn't jump down, I didn't have the courage to die.

What should I do to meet your expectations?

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Hope Peak Academy, preparatory subjects.

I have entered the place I have always dreamed of. Although I cannot enter the school, I still yearn for it.

I received the consent letter for the operation, and the principal, Mr. Tianyuan and other researchers talked to me about the content. They hoped that I could become an experimental subject and cultivate all-round talents.

Hope Peak Academy is bright, the surface is brilliant but the inside is rotten, I stared at the consent form, is it really better to have talent?I asked Nanami who I have known for a long time, and her answer was standard neutral.

Kutolong Nazhai is always making troubles, always talking about controversial words such as Koizumi who will kill the undergraduate, and those who dragged the undergraduate.

"Why did you do that?"

"I want to become a "super high school younger sister" so that I can stand beside my brother and Peizi."

...I'm so persistent, because I'm just an ordinary person, do I feel that I'm not worthy of my family and friends with super high-level titles...?

But I kind of envy her.

It's great to have determination and courage, to have such a clear goal.

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On ○月○day, the weather was fine.

Kutoulong Nazhai tried very hard to catch up with her brother and friends. Although she always threatened others and relied on the power of the backstage, she was indeed a good person, but she used the wrong method.

She died, the school said it was done by people outside the school, but I know the truth, the murderer is Sato who has been arguing with Kuzuryu Nacho, I want to go to the undergraduate course to find that person named Koizumi, and ask her if she knows anything , I thought that Sato's movement might have something to do with her, but was stopped by the conscientious guards.

"You're just an ordinary person, don't be overwhelmed anymore and talk about dreaming about having talents."

...He's a strong one...Beat people without listening to explanations at all.

My stomach and cheeks were hurting, I barely stood up and walked, and wiped the blood from my mouth.

After rejecting Qihai's invitation, I think I should think more about the definition of talent and whether to undergo surgery.

I got to the roof and the wind was blowing.

Do I... really have a meaning to live...?

I don't know how many times I've been here, but I still haven't jumped off, not only because I don't have the courage to die, but also because if I die, it will bring trouble to Hope's Peak Academy.

I don't know...I don't know how to choose...Obviously I just want to be expected and proud of myself...Is my thinking wrong...?

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My mother agreed to the operation, and I no longer have any expectations of her. What she needs is not me, Hinata, but the all-rounder God. I knew it when I saw her eyes that seemed to be burning with fire in the chaotic darkness. In order not to expect anything from her, I expect my "mother" to guide me in the right direction.

"...I... agree to the operation."

They were making arrangements for me. When I went to find Matsuda, he reprimanded me. He knew that I wanted to die many times. Matsuda is a man with a sharp mouth and a bean curd heart. He hoped that I would not have surgery and take the risk of death, but since I agreed , he will not say anything.

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On ○月○day, the weather was fine.

I dropped out of school in order to undergo surgery.

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○月○日, the weather?

The catheters and patches on my body were pierced or stuck all over my body. I lay on the restraint table and let them inject me with anesthesia. I slowly fell into a deep sleep and let them cut open with the silver-lighted scalpel My skin is probed.

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○月○日, the weather?

They would inject nutrients and give me the nutrients I needed to survive. I didn't need to eat, and in fact I couldn't leave the restraint table at all.

They will ask about my condition after the operation, and I will answer truthfully.

I don't feel anything yet.

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○月○日, the weather?

Today's operation made me feel a little pain in the head. The painkillers prescribed by Matsuda finally came in handy, and the pain was relieved.

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○月○日, the weather?

It's getting worse and worse, to the point where I can't do without painkillers, and I feel like I'm missing something, but I don't know.

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On ○月○日, I feel uncomfortable.

I often have sudden and severe pain, I become very strange, I feel that my body is out of control, they will force open my teeth that are clenched in pain, stuff painkillers into my mouth, and rudely pour water on me swallow.

Sometimes □I really doubt whether I am going crazy from being tortured by pain, I always □ cranky.

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On ○月○日, I was in pain.

I had a rejection reaction and would spit out the painkillers. I couldn’t stop the unbridled stabbing pain in my head. I started to shout and tremble. I had to inject sedatives to calm my emotions to some extent.

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On ○月○, my mood collapsed.

They kept injecting sedatives. Even if I could take painkillers, it was useless. The anesthesia during the operation also lost its effect.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!

They thought about sealing my mouth, but Matsuda didn't agree. The failure of the anesthesia made the progress of the operation unfavorable. Because I kept shouting and moving around, they didn't dare to insert the surgical instruments into the opening for fear of accidents. .

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On ○month ○day, I feel nothing.

Today I found that I can’t feel anything, I have lost my senses, I can’t feel pain and I can’t express my emotions, but they don’t need to waste sedatives, they don’t need to pry open my mouth to forcefully swallow painkillers, and they can perform surgery with confidence, I asked They, they just say ■ normal.

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Something was missing, gone, nothing.

I don't know what day it is, and I don't remember anything from my childhood. I feel that everything I own is gradually disappearing. They are evaluating my situation and conscientiously treating me like a guinea pig.

Sometimes my pain sense would come back, and then I would have mood swings like a psychopath.

It hurts, it hurts.

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I clenched my palms in pain, my fingers turned white and stiff, I screamed in pain, what happened, what was in my head.

I am in pain, pain, pain, screaming in pain, I feel like I am going crazy, hysterical and hysterical, the place where I was stuck by a needle is red, swollen and full of pinholes. Nauseous, the anesthesia wore off again and I woke up mid-surgery.

Is there something in my head, I don't know, I don't know, but I can feel something, what's going on, what's going on, I'm getting more and more Odd It’s strange, what original and original things have been eliminated, I don’t know, I don’t know, it’s so painful, so painful, I’m about to die, I’m going to suffocate, what’s going on, stop it, save me, save me^& ~×±|"Didididididididi-"

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"...It's ready, the operation was a success."

"It was a difficult and lengthy operation, all thanks to Matsuda-kun's superb and professional skills."

"..."

I woke up and didn't open my eyes even though I heard them talking. I think it's the best choice to pretend to be asleep in this situation. Until they finish talking, there is a sound of one party leaving. The one who stays is probably Matsuda, so I don't need to worry about it. , so I opened my eyes and stopped pretending to be asleep.

"...Yo, are you okay?" Matsuda sat on the chair and read the manga.

"Matsuda Yasuke, right?" I remember he was Matsuda Yasuke, the person in charge of the operation, my memory is a little fuzzy.

"What do you want from me? I'm very busy reading manga." Matsuda didn't know the result of my operation because I could say his name.

"I kept them eliminated, hidden in the deepest layer that is difficult to find." I have no emotion and emotion, and my voice sounds very indifferent.

"Do you want me to praise you or to swear at you all over again?"

"Your regular inspections can be manipulated, I can't let those be eliminated." As usual, I avoided Matsuda's choice, because every time he said that, the result was the second option.

"You're just scolding, aren't you? The thorns... No, if you don't get rid of them, there will be no room for talents. Do you understand what I mean?" Matsuda seemed to want to call me "hedgehog head", but my hairstyle has changed up.

"I will handle it. By the way, your childhood sweetheart has already obtained my information through her means."

"... That ugly girl... what trouble do you want to cause?" Hearing about Enoshima Junko, Matsuda no longer wanted to read the manga.

"I want to use my identity as a test subject to bring Hope's Peak Academy down. Back to the topic, I need your assistance." I feel like my speech pattern is like a robot.

"Then I refuse. Even if I can do it, I can't hide it from them." Matsuda hated trouble.

"You just need to help me hide it. I have a solution for what you are worried about. Let Enoshima Dunko meet me."

"You want to use her? Is it the result of using a "super high-level fortune-teller"?" Matsuda was very concerned about Enoshima.

"Talent is to be used. The future I see will not be wrong. Besides, people have always been creatures that use each other."

"Unfortunately, I'm not interested in things like divination, which little girls like, but since that ugly girl is asking about you, it means that she has included you in the plan? I will help you, but the mutual use between you and her can be said How to use it? I'm very interested." Matsuda put the manga aside.

"She used my identity to put a condemnation on Hope's Peak Academy and started a plan to spread despair to the world, and I used some of the technology in her plan to rebuild those." I briefly explained what I saw future.

"...But why are you so insisting on not letting those be erased? It's not good for you, is it?" Matsuda wondered if the operation had gone wrong, but he didn't notice.

"Those are necessary. There is no distinction between good and bad. "We" are a community. I was born because of "his" expectations. I need to fulfill "his" expectations."

Want to have talent.

I want to be a super high school student.

"...Then... what does he expect you to do this time?" Matsuda was visibly shaken.

"..."I want to live"."

"...Really? That guy who wants to die wants so much. Well, it's okay, I will assist you. If I am asked to write a report, you can write it. I don't want to make up a long and troublesome story."

"Happy cooperation." I said politely.

"It's a good cooperation... No wonder, I'm the one who takes care of all the troubles. You're really... Tsk, I can't call you a hedgehog." Matsuda was thinking about what nickname he would give me, and I thought he would just call me "Hope".

"I have a name, although it was chosen by you, but "he" also calls me this way, I can barely accept it."

"It's our name. I'm so sorry. It's not a pleasant cooperation." Matsuda didn't show any sincerity.

"The seat of God is out."